(OOC This writing compliments another set of posts on this forum. I'll leave the reader to discover which =) )
I have also consolidated all my writing into this thread for convenience.
A Midnight Rescue
The Hissii shrieked as it fell to the ground in its death throes. “Stay together!” I yelled as I ran forward another 50 yards. The rest of the raidforce stretched out into a line, most running towards me and a few hesitant behind near the pile of bodies. “No, don’t loot! Move up!” Staying behind to check the corpses even if it took a few seconds could mean death here. The corrupted minions seemed to come out of nowhere every few minutes. We could barely keep up with the rate they were showing up. These enemies here were like nothing we have encountered in this hellhole we called Shadowlands. They resembled sentient creatures we have met in every zone, both taking sides of a war that has spanned thousands of years. But these were different. There was no talking or reasoning, as they ferociously attacked anyone and anything that wasn’t one of them. Redeemed, Unredeemed, and even the somewhat primitive but friendly Hissii, roamed the ruins of what looked like it was once a thriving metropolis were only here for one purpose: to kill any unwary traveler that happened to come here. They were tenfold stronger and more resolved than their brethren in other places, and they fought to the death…every single time. Hell even most raid forces that came through here met with devastating defeat.
We rounded a corner looking down what looked like a street in the midst of ancient ruins, lying dead since centuries ago. I heard a growl and 3 tall shapes lounged at me. I opened up with a burst on the nearest one, its wings aglow with a ghastly blue pallor. “Blob blob blob!!!” The raid force converged on me forming a tight circle around my position guns spewing a hail of bullets and burning plasma in all directions. Roused by the sound of gunfire even more creatures ran towards us. Those getting close were met by blows of the enforcers’ mauls, splitting bones and tearing flesh with every crushing blow.
A beep from the porta-map strapped to my wrist made me glance down for a sec as I slid a fresh clip into my Syndicate Gun. The proximity alarm was going crazy as I saw even more lifeform readings closing in. And then I saw the last thing I wanted to see. Two dots one orange and one blue separated from the main group by about 4 red dots signifying enemies. They had obviously fallen to the temptation of checking the bodies we have left behind for artifacts. Some of the gear the enemies here had were worth millions upon millions of credits brought back to Jobe or Rubi-Ka. The creatures hesitated then ran towards the stragglers. “Damn” I thought, every fallen soldier here meant our raid would get weaker. There was no going to the main force back once you had died as the creatures would follow in great numbers wiping out the entire raid regardless of how many there were. I heard muffled screams as the two who stayed behind were engulfed by the creatures. The scent of blood seemed to only attract more. Pretty soon the screams fell silent and the only noise heard from behind us was the automatic cooperator rifles expending their clips in automatic fire long after the hands squeezing the triggers were torn apart form their owners.
“Move!” My voice has long gone hoarse from screaming these same orders over and over again. “Move up! To me!!” If anyone stayed behind for too long the creatures arriving from behind us would catch their scent and promptly jump the main group. We could handle 4 maybe even 5 at a time but more meant certain death. Moving over a small hill of what looked like a collapsed wall I heard a faint rumbling sound. “Down!” I barely managed to scream in time, as a huge block of rubble flew down the street just over our heads. In addition to all the other nastiness the gravity here was unstable too, and sometimes rocks, boulders and even parts of old buildings would tear off from the ground and begin to fly a slow circular course, ever slowly being drawn to the blinding pillar of light in the middle of the zone.
I have heard stories of the horrors dwelling deeper towards the center of the zone, things that only the most advanced and experienced raid forces had been able to overcome. Omni, Clan and Neut fought side by side, together as the creatures here did not care of our alignment. We had to fight together to stay alive. Coming up the side of the “street” I finally saw the reason we were here. A dark shape hovered in the air about a block ahead, a blur of black claws, teeth and spikes. “Sagittarius” I shouted, “we’re almost there!” The raid force moved in slowly but steadily dispensing death in all directions. The Docs could barely keep up with the wounds these foul beings inflicted on us but somehow they managed to keep most of us alive. Attrition took its toll though and out of 50 people who originally started the raid only 20 or so remained in our ranks. There were only 2 creatures between us and our target: a giant nasty hydra right out of children’s storybooks. Yet here this nightmarish vision came to life… and we had to kill it. The last hissii looked about half dead according to my targeting readout. I looked up for a second and saw Woolgatherer’s grinning face in front of me, streaks of sweat running down from under his tall helmet. Even in the midst of a fight he was able to keep his impeccable sense of humor. “Sure is a fine mess I got us into again eh Wooly?” I jested. “Yep” he replied “Now to clean it up…” Wool wiped a smear of blood and dirt from his sparkling Izgimmer cyberdeck strapped to his forearm, pushed a few buttons, and sent a sparkling bolt of energy into the hissii.
As the hissii began crumpling to the ground with a grunt I saw a set of bright pink wings unfurl in front of me and a red glow start to form around the hissii’s body. “PINK” I yelled at the top of my lungs, but it was too late. A fountain of red and pink sparkles erupted around the hissii as it sprung to its feet fully healed. The corrupted Xan-Len that just cast a “fountain of life” sneered at us and in one hit with its huge sword, cleaved the MA next to me in half before he could even cast his somewhat slow heal nano. The fight was not going the way it was supposed to but there wasn’t much to do at this point. “Tank team on zodiac, rest on adds!” I uttered the order. I cast a HoT on the tank in my team and sprayed a hail of bullets to cover their path to the monster. The force concentrated its fire on the towering pink figure of the Xan-Len before it could heal itself or anything else again. There was now a clear path from us to the zodiac and we all rushed in to finally take down our target.
The zodiac put up quite a fight taking chunks of flesh out of our main enforcer tank and it looked like it was going to tear him limb from limb. At times it seemed that only the glow from our Docs healing nonstop kept the tank in one piece. Finally after several minutes of every single raid member pumping all they had into the zodiac the creature collapsed to the ground, its long spiked tail nearly putting a gash into my face as it fell. “Victory” I smiled. Then I looked past the steaming corpse of the zodiac and saw something that made by heart skip a beat. A less experienced MP has forgotten to tell his pet demon to stay put, or maybe the MPs concentration lapsed for a second and the demon had decided to explore on his own while the master was not directly in control, but either way it had stumbled perilously close to a large cluster of enemies. “Pets, control your pets!” I yelled but it was too late. The demon was gleefully trotting back to us with a wall of creatures in tow. Three hissii, closely followed by two Xan-Cuir or “Spiders” as we called them, and what looked like another three or four mobs which I couldn’t make out clearly. I did see the tips of pink wings swaying behind them and surveying our force barely 15 strong now I knew it was the end. “Run!” I screamed, “Regroup in garden!” Our task was accomplished as is and even if we died now we would return to the garden tree of life that kept our code much like the insurance scanners of Rubi-Ka. I briefly paused to pick up what looked like a small cylindrical stone from a gash in the body. It must have been some sort of organ on the zodiac but the vessels and nerves leading to it looked remarkably like an interface used by NCU modules. I then cast a runbuff and ran like I never ran before.
We were less than a hundred yards from the garden entry statue when another wave of corrupted xan hit us. I stood my ground covering the entrance of those who were able to make it into the garden with a steady spray of bullets from my trusty gun. That was when smelled it. A faint smell of burning leather with an acrid overtone like freshly singed feathers. An unmistakable sign of an approaching fiery chimera. But this was all wrong… THERE WERE NO FIERY CHIMERAS HERE!!! They were left behind in Inferno, the hellish fiery zone we had to cross to reach “The End.” I turned around and sure enough the chimera was right there, eyes glinting, ready to pounce. I raised my gun but it was too late. Even my perks that would let me evade most attacks for a short while wouldn’t get me out of this one. All I could do is grab the front paws of the chimera as it lounged for my throat. My palms burned even through the temp isolating padding of the best armor I had. I felt the claws on the chimera’s hind legs tear into my sides, through my shadowweb, through my faithful and into my body. As the searing pain of a thousand needles hit me I began to loose grip on the chimera’s front paws. Everything around me began to go dark from the pain. The chimera hissed and bit into my shoulder, right below the neck, its burning fangs cauterizing blood and flesh on contact. “Reclaim” I thought, preparing to see the white light, and the familiar sight of the tree of life. But the white light never came. In fact everything went black, and I heard a peculiar beeping sound to my right. Then I heard a cold emotionless computer generated voice utter two words: “Urgent Transmission” “Urgent Transmission.”
I blinked and sat up. The air was humid and my sheets were soaked in sweat. My palms still burned. In my right hand I was grasping the handle of my SMG so tight that the skin has turned white and began to burn. The safety was mercifully on and my finger perilously close to the trigger. “Gotta stop sleeping with the gun under my pillow” I thought. Here in Jobe it would be safe enough to keep it in a drawer by the bed. Through the cracks in the curtain covering the windows surrounding the bed I could see the warm glowing lights of the transport ramp from Plaza to Market. Other than the openings in the curtains the only source of light in the room was the blinking red light of the inter-com.
“Lights 2” I said and the lamp behind my bed came aglow with yellow incandescent light flooding the head of the bed. I hit a button on the inter-com and the small screen came to life: Priority alpha transmission. Through the haze on the screen I recognized Ashcroft’s face. I gave my usual curt nod, still reeling from my overwhelmed senses. “Sup?” Ash’s voice was interrupted with static; letting me know it was a hacked closed frequency transmission from somewhere clan did not have clearly established transmission capabilities. “It’s Ivy” Ash said “She’s in deep deep…well you know.” My heart sank. “What has she got herself into this time?” I wondered. “What’s that?....Newland City? I’ll be there in 2 minutes, have a brief ready for me. Remm out.”
I quickly threw a few things into a backpack, put on my faithful armor and taking a deep breath snapped my head back and raised my arms casting a familiar nano. And nothing happened. “Damn” I thought. “Gotta remember where I am.” I ran into the other room where glowing on the wall was a grid terminal. It wouldn’t take me where I was going though. I concentrated and a hacking receptacle materialized in my hand. I placed it over the transmission encoders and my body fractured into a million pieces as I faded into the fixer grid, on the way to Newland City and Ivy.
TO BE CONTINUED……