Outlaws of the Outback – Part Two.

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Outlaws of the Outback 

Part Two 

Fools Gold 

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IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

CharlotteCarrendar: – Riding along at a slower pace with the bag of gold jingling, the pair had gotten away with murder so to speak. Having gotten the supplies they needed, their horses with new shoes and more gold than when they started, they certainly had luck on their side. Annie had to admit that the drunken gamblers were a bunch of fools the way they took her at her word about bush rangers. Little did they know they had just been fleeced by them. Annie bent down as her horse went under a low hanging branch, then righted herself, only to hear Jack say that she shouldn’t hide the fact she was a woman. She should have a name for herself as a dreaded outlaw. ”Aha! What ya think ta call me then? Rough riding Annie?’ This was said with a smirk as she thought that sounded ridiculous. ”And what is this about you likin’ ma hair down? Not be taking too much of a shine to me are ya?” Often Annie tried to act more male, to get away with more. Women were not meant to ride in pants, let alone be seen in such establishments as the pubs. She just found it easier to pretend to be male. ”That shopkeeper though…Ahaha…the look on his face when ya challenged him to go cheaper. I could see the colour drain away from his face.” <3>

IceTe3a: – The horse slowly trotted along with Annie up behind, he was admiring the new rifle as he checked it over, listening to Annie ramble on about how it was easier to be a male. Smirking he glanced back head half cocked “Oh so the damsel in distress needs to make life easier” he laughed out loud teasing her as he looked around, for now they were heading back to their billabong camp. “ I never thought you would be the first one to say it’s too hard” chuckling lightly he wouldn’t let that one slide down as he nodded in agreement, the shop keeper went white as a ghost when he challenged the man to drop the prices. “Most don’t like getting into fights, what more do ya expect from a bunch of yellow bellied shop keepers anywho” Soon enough they reached their destination, he took the horses gear off and allowed it to roam around freely as he took a seat on a fallen log. “We still need a better place to rough it than the side of a billabong that’s for sure. “ glancing around he knew this was hardly the best defendable place and not exactly a place where you can just leave your gear lying around, but a house costs too much and most houses were in towns, it was rare to see a shop or house built in the middle of nowhere.

CharlotteCarrendar: The taunts from Jack about being a damsel in distress only had Annie roll her eyes. She never meant she was one, it was just that it was harder all round for a woman in today’s society to get away with the things she did. Jack’s laughing only made it worse. He did have a love of teasing her when he could, and she put herself in it by her comments. On reaching the campsite near the billabong, Annie dismounted her horse once more and started to take off the saddle as well as the purchases she had made in the town. She was a bit excited about the bush oven, since that would make it so much easier to cook with. The kettle too would be put to good use. Living a life like this, roughing it in the outback was not easy. Keeping one step ahead of the constabulary was one thing, but dealing with the dangers of the bush was another. Snakes and spiders abound, and one had to be careful where they left their property. You had to have a keen eye out at all times. Letting her horse go, she took a seat beside Jack on the fallen log and listened to his suggestion that they needed a better place than this. A homestead cost an awful lot. ”If we bought a claim…built our own house that might be the way ta go, Jack.” <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Annie started to mess around with all their new items that they bought from the stores, he smirked slightly as he knew she was happy and excited about it. He arched a brow as she said they should buy claim to some land and build a house that be the way to go, he chuckled lightly and looked back at her “And who’s ta build this house, eh? You n me? Besides, it take years and neither of us know how.” he rubbed his chin and leaned back against Annie as he sighed slightly. “We could go see the banker, they own all these lands. And we both know how crooked they are when it comes to gold. “ that would mean they needed more gold, means more robberies and now with guns it would make it a lot easier. He glanced her over and smiled, knowing full well they would need to make names for themselves that way people would take them more serious. “Besides, even if you’re female, if you got a name that’s feared I doubt anyone would be giving you any trouble” he chuckled lightly. They would need to dress correctly, but their clothing wasn’t exactly screaming fuck off either way they couldn’t afford to waste much more gold until they got their next pay, their new clothing would be on top of his list next time.“ I figure.. with land and a house, we’d be looking at least five.. ta six hundred gold pieces for a rundown old place.”their work was cut out for them, next pay check he would go visit the bankers who knew them both for what they were. “I reckon we aim higher, no more petty jobs. Hows about we rob some coaches, with all their equipment, horses and other valuables it make it easier. problem with stolen goods it was hard to pawn off in a proper town, anything south of the gorge (No mans land) was easy to sell stolen or not. Trying to sell anything legitimately north of the gorge came at a price cut to those who knew it was stolen goods. So do they take the price cut and keep it safe, or hit the outlaw towns and risk being held up, shot, or getting into a fight.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Annie got up off the fallen log and took off her hat. She untied her red ponytail and let her hair fall about her shoulders. Pocketing the ribbon which was a gift from her mother, she stared at the billabong thoughtfully. She loved the freedom of being able to just set up camp where ever she liked. To live off the land and then take from the wealthy who had far too much in their purses to ever be used for good means. Tapping her hat to her leg she was lost in thought when Jack spoke of how it would take years for them to build anything that could stand up to the elements, let alone the fact neither of them had the skills to do such a thing. Annie laughed about seeing a banker in order to find about buying land. ’Crooked bastards the lot of them.” She held no respect for them, and knew many that had lost their homes when they could not pay back what they borrowed. The idea that they would need at least five hundred gold pieces to get their dream home was way more than she could ever think to have. It was a King’s ransom, or worse – the price for a bush ranger’s head if they had done murdered a coppa. Annie had not committed murder in her crimes. Sure, she had robbed a few stores and a coach in her time – but never taken a life. Though the last run in with the law brought her awful close to losing her own life. The memory of that bullet whizzing past her head and slamming into a tree, a painful reminder. ”Robbin’ from the Cobb & Co, eh?” She asked with a rub of her chin. ”That be sure to get us known, Jack.” <3>

IceTe3a: – He smirked as he nodded in agreement, she had them picked they were all corrupt even more so than him and Annie were, they only spoke the language of gold. So they were to make names for themselves, he turned around to face Annie and smiled as he looked down at her. “You sure you want this path Annie, once we have name’s, there’s no turning back” he stood up tall and dusted himself off, as he held the rifle. “ If you’re still willing, I want you to stop hiding who you are. “ he chuckled and nudged her over playfully. “Come on, let’s go shoot some rabbit for tucker “ shouldering his rifle he left the horses to their own, as he knew where the rabbits holes were, he had attempted to catch them previously but they were always too fast for them. Taking a pocket full of bullets he placed his black hat on and smiled as he waited for her to get up and be ready before he pushed on. The field where the rabbits lived wasn’t too far away from the billabong, just around the corner and a 5 minute walk to the open field where the rabbit mounds were. The animal livestock out here was intense, not many people came out this way so the animals were everywhere, from wild pigs and dogs, to rabbits, birds and so much more. Creeping up to a good range to shoot from he sat down next to a tree and passed Annie the rifle. “Come on, you gotta learn to shoot straight so I know you have my back” he whispered and watched her carefully.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The startling red head couldn’t have been more sure about anything in her life. She knew the risks of the life that they lead and it would either mean being shot by the coppas or being hung high in one of the King’s gaols. So long as she was riding along side Jack, she was happy. Watching him stand with the rifle in his hand, Annie tossed her hat onto the fallen log. It was time to go and get some supper, and that meant hunting. Rabbits were on the menu if they got lucky. They were plentiful too, but they were fast. Following along behind Jack as he got together a handful of bullets and his hat, she took off after him. The sun was filtered by the large gum trees, and dragonflies were everywhere – bright and beautiful. There was so much to see in the bush that people took for granted. Annie kept quiet as she followed along till they reached a spot where Jack knew it would be a good spot to find rabbit burrows close by. Jack offered her the rifle and told her that she needed to learn to shoot straight if she was to have his back. Loading the rifle with the bullets, she pulled the lever back, and then crouched down low. Her green eyes surveying the grasses in the hopes to see that tell tale sign of rabbit ears. Both were silent for a time, till suddenly she spotted one, that had just come out of its burrow. Annie aimed. ~CRACK!~ the loud sound of the gun firing would startle away the birds in the trees, but to Annie’s surprise, she shot true. Bagging her first rabbit. She let out a whoop of joy and handed the smoking rifle back to Jack. ”I killed it…you skin it.” She laughed. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as she handled the gun well soon enough she fired, he watched the rabbit as it doubled over a perfect shot, no need to waste another shot as it died with the first bullet. He smirked and nodded as he ruffled her hair “Nice shooting quick draw” he chuckled as he teased her. Shouldering the rifle he went over and collected the rabbit, cracking its neck just to be sure it was dead before walking back to Annie. “we’ll keep the furs, I’m sure they’re worth something to the right people” he smirked and led her back to their camp. “Get your cooking thing ready” he smiled as he pulled out his knife, he made incisions at the legs and cut the skin off perfectly, it wasn’t hard to tell that he’s done this before, as he gut and cleaned the rabbit down at the waters edge he threw the guts into the billabong as the fish came up in the middle and started feasting on the rabbit remains. Everything in the outback was utilized nothing was wasted, as he walked back with a freshly skinned rabbit and passed it down to Annie, he pegged the fur up high in a branch and left it there to dry out in the sun after being washed out, if anything a few of those could be used to make quite a few different items. Sitting back down he laid the rifle back onto the stump. “we’ll get a good night’s rest and head out and find a travelling coach tomorrow, where should we do the deed, good side or no man’s land?” that was the question worth answering as he glanced over at Annie while she prepared the rabbit.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Taking the skinned rabbit, Annie started to prepare the new bush oven that she had bought in town. She part filled it with water from the billabong and then placed the whole rabbit in the pot. In her knapsack, she had some vegetables that she had bought in town, along with some salt, that she added to the water. She was able to cut up the vegetables with Jack’s knife and add that to the pot. Placing it over the fire that had been built earlier, she placed the lid on and let it cook. It was going to make for quite the meal when it was done and a rare treat. Annie sat back and reflected on her shooting skills. Her dad had taught her when she was but a slip of a girl, but she hadn’t kept up with it till now. With the meal bubbling away, she took up her hat and placed it on her head on an angle that it covered much of her face. She folded her arms and leaned against a tree, her legs crossed out in front of her. Thinking about which way to go, to find a coach the next day, Annie thought for a moment, then from beneath her hat Jack would hear her say. ”No man’s land.” She didn’t give a reason for it, but he could probably guess why. <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled and nodded in agreement as he watched her settle down, so they were going to rob a coach in no man’s land. This would be interesting to say the least “You understand in no man’s land the rules are different, you need to be able to take a man’s life Annie. You can use the Rifle, I’ll be fine with my colt” he chuckled as he laid down against the dirt, resting his head on the stump he sighed slightly in relief as he took in the alluring scent of the cooking rabbit. He should wash up, but he was going to do this later, he was slowly drifting off when he heard it “ Ole country roooooaddd take me hoooome, sing with me Anna-bell, you useless mule!” it sounded like someone was in pain from the way the person was singing, twitching his hat up slightly he noticed a man and a horse walking towards them. Reaching for his pistol he unclipped it from the holster and left his hand rested there. “Whats cooking? Smells good” the old man lifted the pot’s lid and then grunted “Ugh.. needs beans” he dropped the lid down onto the pot again and lead his donkey down towards the billabong, where he stepped over Annie Scuse’ me” Watching him closely he sighed as he got up “Can I help you old man? “ The donkey started to drink from the billabong as the old man stood up and turned around with a snarl on his face “Who you calling old, ye scrawny mongrel” and then spat some chewing tobacco down onto the ground. Sitting upright he growled as he straightened his hat, Jack was getting annoyed and about to teach the old man a lesson it was obvious Annie would have to pull him in and be the middle man on this one.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Now it was not every day that a stranger just wanders into your camp, checks out what your cooking and then just steps over you like you are some log on the ground. But that is just what this old timer did. With a flea bitten mule, or donkey, he made himself at home at the billabong like he owned the place. Annie put her finger under the brim of her hat and pushed it up. She wasn’t shocked by the man’s antics, more surprised if anything. The sound of the bush oven’s lid being lifted then dropped unceremoniously with the declaration that it needed beans, brought something of a surprised laugh from Annie.”Cheeky old bugger.” She said before she thought. Course, Jack was off and on his feet in a blink. Approaching the old geezer, who took offence at Jack’s call. Turns out, he didn’t like being called old. Watching him spit out a large dollop of chewing tobacco on the ground, Annie could sense that this was not going to get better, if Jack lost his temper. Annie got to her feet quickly, and approached the pair that were at the stream. ”Well, ya not exactly a spring chicken. Ya better be answering Jack here, or he is libel to put a bullet between them blue eyes of yours.” <3>

IceTe3a: – He was growling and death staring the old man down as Annie stepped in and played the friendly role as she always did. He sighed and stood up straight as he watched the old man carefully. “ Of course M’am” the old man took off his ragged old hat as he spoke kindly to Annie, patting the back of the donkeys ass he smiled “Why me and old Anna-Bell here are gold prospectors, but its all hush hush. Not many folks know how to look for gold and the rest don’t know where it come from, it’s a Hoot!” he smiles and dusts himself off before taking a seat in front of them looking up as he was obviously addressing Annie. “You stupid old goat, Gimme one good reason I shouldn’t shoot you” Jack growled as he glared the calm old man down. A simple chuckle escaped his lips as he rubbed his tired old head “ Beans of course!” he threw Annie a bottle of beans and smiled as he nodded in kind “Besides by the way I figure it, the bullets worth more than I am” he rubbed his chin slightly as he eyes Annie and jack off. “So you two are Bush rangers, eh? Not that I mind, I prefer to keep away from all that flash and stuff I don’t rightly understand it anyway. “ he was talking about law and the town how everything was going so fast. Jack sighed as he walked away waving the old man off, seems like Annie more than could handle the old man, and he was right he wasn’t worth the bullet.

CharlotteCarrendar: – A gold prospector. So that was why he was this far out with just a mule and his world riding on her back. He dressed in clothes that looked so well worn, that they could use a tailor’s touch. He was polite when he spoke to Annie, even mentioning his mule’s name, which brought a smile to Annie’s face being that Anna-bell was close to her own name. The prospector sat himself down and rightly made himself at home, much to Jack’s annoyance. His nostrils flared as he went to call the old man a few choice words and asked a reason he should not be shot there and them. His answer. Beans. He threw the jar to Annie, who caught it on the fly. She turned the jar around and thought to herself that it would be good to add to the pot.”Guess he is staying for supper.” With that said, she laughed and went to add the beans to the rabbit stew. This would leave Jack and the old timer to talk. Annie lifted the lid on the bush oven, and unscrewing the jar, she added the whole lot. Even tapped the bottom. Hearing the old man ask if they were bushrangers, she shrugged. This was men’s business, and she knew Jack was already in a right state. <3>

IceTe3a: He sighed as Annie announced that the old coot was staying for dinner, but there was no arguing with her when she had already made her mind up. He looked over the old man and he looked harmless enough but one could never tell. “ Thank you M’am, gives this old timer to rest his sore bones” Jack shook his head, as the old man called himself old but seconds ago he was up in a blaze from being called old by jack, obviously he didn’t take kindly to other men. Looking back at Annie he had a confused and helpless look on his face, not knowing what to do to the old man as he sighed “Fine.. Yeah, what about it old timer. Thinking of collecting on our bounty? he glared the old man straight down the eye, to his surprise the old man shook his head “Nah, by the way I figure it you two are together and its hard to make a living. You gotta do what you gotta do” well he got half of it right, rolling his eyes he was surprised that a old man didn’t mind that they were both outside the law, rule breakers. It was more than welcomed as he and jack almost saw eye to eye for a moment “Just don’t get any funny idea’s “ Jack had enough of the old man and laid back tiling his hat over his face. Suddenly a strange noise comes from the donkeys carry bag, “Oh marry jane is awake!” the old man got up and pulled out a red hen, sitting back down he laid the hen on his laps as it clucked away happily while being petted “Annie, I’d like you to meet, Mary jane. “ he smiled widely while chewing tobacco

CharlotteCarrendar: – Much to Annie’s surprise, the old prospector had another surprise. A strange sound was coming from the back of the mule and it turned out to be the old man’s pet chicken who happened to be named Mary Jane. Annie shot a look at Jack that was comical. It was not every day that you ran into a man that kept animals like this, let alone named them. Watching the old man get comfortable with the chicken on his lap, Annie sat down opposite him. ”You have to forgive Jack. He is not too trusting of strangers.” This was the truth, and if the prospector sold them out to the coppas, he was sure to make a few coins out of it for his trouble. But thankfully, the old man knew how hard it was to make a living off the land. He might not respect them for being bush rangers, but as he said, you gotta do what you gotta do. Jack had now settled back against the tree, his face obscured with his hat, leaving Annie to talk to the old man. ”So there is real gold buried deep in these hills? I thought that was down lower than these parts.” <3>

iceTe3a: – Jack was drifting off to sleep as he slightly kept an ear on the conversation, with the horses roaming around happily it all seemed safe enough for him to catch a quick nap and let Annie deal with the old man. “Sure is, just gotta use some explosive or dig. Either way deep in the caves or in river beds, Just gotta know where to look” he chuckled slightly as he continued to pat his pet chicken. “So whats a pretty young thing like yourself doing with a roughed up gunslinger like him?” he was curious to hear her story, and he glanced back at Anna-bell who was now munching on some grass over by the trees, he smiles as he looks back at Annie. Jack yawned slightly as he shifted his weight, still not fully asleep just resting his eyes as he drifted in and out of it. He didn’t understand why Annie was being so friendly towards the old man, but she was always the smarter one out of the two, he just figured she knew what she was doing otherwise this would be a different story. The old man ruffled around in his pocket and pulled out a small gold nugget about the size a small rock “see here, this is what gold looks like before its shaped into coins and such. Worth a bit too” he chuckled, it seemed he was trusting enough to let two bush rangers know that he had pure gold on his self, jacks ears burned as he tiled his hat up slightly and stared down at Annie, he was getting an idea but would she let him?

CharlotteCarrendar: – It was a good question. How did a girl such as herself get into being a bush ranger? Annie pursed her lips for a moment, wondering just how much she could tell the man. She didn’t know the old timer and was not obliged to tell him a thing. She did show a hint of a pink blush to be called pretty. Few ever did that mainly cause of how she dressed. Looking down at the pet chicken that the man was holding, reminded her a little of one that she had as a child. But that was so long ago. Truth was, she had been riding with Jack a few years. ”My mum died giving birth to my baby brother. Dad….he couldn’t handle life without her. Sent us kids away to an orphanage.” At this she looked uncomfortable. ”I don’t care what anyone says…but those priests don’t know how to care for children. Bastards. I ran away, than be beaten again.” Annie looked away a moment, as she tried to compose herself before continuing. ”A coppa caught me stealing bread and was about to haul me in. That was when Jack saved me. Been with him ever since.” It was true. As a young teen she had been on the run for some time. A pick pocket – a thief. <3>

IceTe3a: – He smiled and nodded as he pockets the gold nugget, obviously she had a harsh up bringing, it was almost tearful to the old man as he smiled and continued to pat his chicken. Jack almost had enough of all this, the old man had a gold nugget and who knows how many more. Coming to a stand he stretched his arms before slowly walking over to be behind Annie, looking down at her he shook his head. : The old man looked from Annie to Jack who was slowly rising, he gulped slightly as he clutched his pocket and looked back to Annie with a half smile, he knew Annie was kind in heart to those who understood but jack was a heartless man to anyone else but his own or that’s how he saw him “I best be off, long journey ahead of me and what not” he quickly rose and stowed Marry-Jane in the carry case again, as he grabbed Annie-bells reigns and pulling her along “It’s been a pleasure, M’am” he said as he scurried off into the distance. : Jack watched as the old man quickly raced to get ready, he sighed slightly and shook his head as he watched the old man ride off into the distance, not far enough to escape a rifle’s bullet though. He picked up the riffle without asking what Annie thought they should do. Coming down to a kneel he leant against the tree with riffle in hand, cocking it he means to kill the old man for his gold.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Annie had forgotten herself in her sad memories, and it wasn’t till she noticed the gold nugget, and heard Jack get up behind her, that she knew that trouble had just shown its head. The old man, he quickly twigged to the situation. Showing such a large nugget of gold to a pair of bush rangers was a mighty big mistake. Annie felt a lump rise in her throat. This was the part of a bush ranger’s life that she didn’t like. But it was also a test. The old timer was suddenly a lot quicker in his movements. Packing away the chicken and grabbing the mule’s reigns as he started to make a hasty retreat. There would be no more hospitality. Annie went silent when Jack had reached for his rifle. There would be no discussions. She watched on as he knelt and took aim. She closed her eyes, and started to count down as she knew that the sound of the rifle would soon fill the air. <3>

IceTe3a: * BANG* the crack of the rifle firing as the shot hit true, he half expected Annie to speak up and ask that the man’s life be spared, but in her weakness to step up in what she wanted she had to sit there and watch as Jack took the man’s life, the bullet hit the old man in his right leg as the screams of pain and agony echo through the barren land. Jack huffs proud of his shot as he shoulders his rifle and comes to a stand “Stay here” he said in a low tone as he walked out towards the old man. You could hear the old man begging Jack for his life, that he will give everything over to him if he let him live. Pulling out his .45 colt he aimed it down at the old man “ You die as a lesson” *BANG BANG BANG* three shots in the chest as the third one surely finished the old man off. Jack holstered his pistol and checked the old man for his gold nuggets, finding three he pockets them before he walks over to the donkey, pulling the carry cases off he checked inside, beans and other foods and the chicken. He grabbed the chicken by its head as it fluffed up, he broke its neck and tossed it on the ground. Walking back to the old man’s dead body he picked it up and tied it to the donkey before shooting down at the donkeys feet, it forced the donkey to run off and drag the old man’s dead body across the ground far away from their billabong, no one would know where he was shot. Picking up the dead chicken and the rest of the gear he walked back to Annie and tossed the dead chicken on the ground in front of her as he looked at her carefully with his sharp eyes, his face covered in blood. Walking back to the camp fire he placed the newly found goods down next to the rest of their stuff before walking down to the billabong and started to wash his face.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The first shot hit the old man in the leg, then that was when Jack went off to finish the gruesome business. Annie bowed her head, muttering a prayer that she knew God probably would never hear. She started to rock back and forth after the sounds of the poor man begging for his life fell on deaf ears. Another three shots and the man spoke no more. Only when the dead chicken was tossed at her feet on Jack’s return, did she speak up. ”You killed the chicken too? We could have gotten eggs.” An odd thing to say, but she was not really thinking clearly. The donkey was now racing through the bush, dragging the lifeless body of the miner with it. If anyone ever found the donkey and the dead miner, it would be shocking to say the least. The miner would have been no harm to them, but he was carrying a lot of gold, and that was what they needed. Seeing Jack’s eyes so fierce – his face covered in blood, Annie soon quietened again, and started to pluck the chicken of its feathers. Last thing she wanted to do was cause him to be mad at her. Feathers were all around her feet, as she gripped handful after handful and tore them from the chicken’s flesh. <3>

IceTe3a: After washing his face he came to a stand and went through the loot he had just killed for, 3 jars of beans some more cooking items and spices, other food items, a pick, some rope and two carry cases. He chuckled lightly as he tossed the three gold nuggets into the purse with their gold coins and placed it back in Annie’s swag. He glanced over at her as he saw her rocking back and forward while plucking the chicken he sighed and wiped his upper lip with his thumb before coming to a stand and walking over to her. Looking down at her he sighed “You’re weak, a wreck. If you wanted that man’s life to be spared you would have said something. “ he kneeled down and took the chicken off her, throwing it over by the rest of the bags as he glanced in her eyes “ You were weak and didn’t even if you wanted to. So, I shot him to teach you a lesson.” he looked down at her shaking hands and came to a stand “Go on.. Get” he nodded out towards the bush “ Take your stuff and leave, this life isn’t for you. And I can’t trust a yellow belly to protect my back” he turned his back on her and walked back to his stump, taking a seat he pulled out the old man’s chewing tobacco and shoved some in his mouth.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Annie could hear the anger in Jack’s voice as he ripped the chicken out from her hands and tossed it over with the old man’s possessions. He shouted at her that she was weak, and that she should have said something if she wanted the old man to live. Annie stared up at him, her mouth falling open. She had seen him angry before, yes. But never like this. He rammed home that he shot the man to teach her a lesson and a hard one at that. Then…he said it. ”Go on..Get.” Telling her to get on her way. That she was a yellow belly, and he had no use for someone as weak as her to defend him. It was then he turned his back on her. Walking away as though ready to throw her away….just like that. At first Annie didn’t know what to do. Did he care nothing for her at all? Annie got to her feet slowly. So this was it. Had she not proved herself before when it came to helping him? Angrily, she kicked over the bush oven so to spoil his dinner. ”Ya forgettin….I’m still a gal..with feelin’s. But aye…you want rid of me? I be going.” She took up her saddle and started to put it on her horse, muttering under her breath as she did so. She reached into the backsack and took out the nuggets and threw them at him so they would hit the back of his head. ~Tink tink tink~ ”And you can keep ya gold!” She mounted her horse and then kicked its flank hard, tearing off through the bush….heading for no man’s land. <3>

IceTe3a: – He was expecting her to come at him full force instead she started on about how she was female and how she still had feelings. He shook his head as she started to saddle up “So you’re blaming your weak state on being female? Pathetic, I know kids that stand up for themselves better than you” and he left it at that. The nuggets hit his head hard as he rubbed the back of his head as he picked them up sighing, he turned around just as she left and watched as she disappeared off into the distance. He knew she wouldn’t survive on her own out there but she had made her choice and left it up to her as he always did. He looked over the campfire as the food had been spilt over. He sighed as he poured the food out of the camp stove onto the ground and washed it up before packing everything. “ You got a long way to go Annie” he sighed as he glanced out to the horizon. He knew she would come back to the billabong once she cooled down but he wasn’t planning on staying. As he tied up all their gear into the bags, he stuffed the lifeless chicken into the pot with the nuggets and 55 gold pieces, keeping two for himself. Placing it all neatly near his stump he left the rifle next to it and placed his hat on top. he saddled up his horse and left with only his pistol, two gold pieces and a canteen of gold as he rode his horse deeper west into no man’s land, towards the nearest outlaw town.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Jack and Annie had fought before, but never like this. As she tore through the bush, her heart was indeed breaking. She hated to admit it to herself, but her rash temper was not always a good thing. Maybe he was right. Maybe she was a yellow belly and no good to him on this journey together. Annie had taken off without thinking. Leaving behind everything of value and not a coin on her. She soon slowed the horse when she thought she had gotten far enough away. ”Damn him.”Annie cursed. She’d never been this far out on her own before and her tracking skills were poor. It had all been going so well. If only that dreaded old man had not wandered into their fold. Her inaction saw the man die, and now her partner hated her for it. She would soon find herself leaving the dense bush and find herself on the grassy plains that headed for a township. Annie had no real plan of action. Should she revert to her old ways, or carve a name for herself as a lone bush ranger? <3>

IceTe3a: As he galloped through the rough terrain he couldn’t help but think about Annie and how stupid she was being, it was never like her to not speak her mind and now she blames everything on being female, what a cop out. It took him awhile but he finally rode into the lawless town, where law was taken into your own hands. As he rode into town he pulled up at the local tavern, jumping off his horse he hitched it up and walked into the tavern to have an ale. He looked around glaring at everyone, any one of these guys could pop off a shot without warning and he knew it. He took his ale and walked to the back table corner before sitting down and chewing on some tobacco. He spat it out before taking a sip of ale and strumming his fingers on the table, he was angry and annoyed at both himself and Annie. He glanced over at a table that looked to be playing cards, but he couldn’t be bothered and without Annie around to help swindle him out of their grasp. Leaning back in his chair, he knew she had made her mind up and now the past was the past, he would continue down his own path since she decided she wanted to be on her own. The days ahead would prove hard and full of bloodshed, that much is for sure.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Little did either Annie or Jack know but the donkey that had been pulling the dead body of the miner had reached a small settlement. A farmer and his wife spotted the blood splattered donkey in one of their fields, and on closer inspection, they saw the lifeless body of the old man. He’d bled out and his clothes were torn to shreds from the terrible dragging through the bush. The farmer sent one of his hands into the nearest town to alert the police that there were murderers about, and soon they had sent out a group of policemen on horseback to scout the area. It was as Annie was riding across the plain that she spotted them. Four of them, all dressed with those unmistakable hats. She could no longer use the dusty roads and was forced to go back into the bush. A woman out on her own like this with no provisions or explanation would surely be interrogated if caught. She walked her horse into the thick undergrowth and kept a sharp eye out. It would be getting dark soon. <3>

IceTe3a: He drunk his share of ale before he got up and paid the owner for the ale as he was walking out he bumped into another male who was entering. He was shoved back, this is where he cut loose and spun around smacking the guys lights out“Touch me again you’ll be biting lead” he snarled, he glared around the room some of the men were standing up, only to slowly sit back down and continue with what they were doing, no one wanted a piece of jack. His friend on the other hand reached for his pistol, but jack was faster *Bang Bang Bang* his lifeless body hit the floor, jack didn’t bother searching for anything but did take three bullets back “ Fair warning” he growled out as he glared around the room once more, some of the men were shaking in fear for their lives, in truth he was upset and lashing out at anyone who crossed him. He snarled some more and walked out of the tavern before hitching up on his horse, there was nothing in this town for him, so he decided he might as well go hold someone up. “Hyea!” his horse galloped into action as he blazed out of the town and back into no man’s land, in search for some poor soul to rob them of their wealth, his mind couldn’t help but think of Annie and wonder how she was faring.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Annie…was lost. The sun was starting to set and she had no idea where she was. She hated to admit it, but she needed Jack. Riding on, with no clue but trying to keep a step ahead of the coppers was when she heard it. ”STOP…IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!” It was a coppa and Annie’s heart near stopped. She rounded her horse and there was two coppas riding up the plain. She had let herself become visible, the biggest mistake she could have made. The voice of Jack was in the back of her mind…calling her weak, a yellow belly. Annie reached for her revolver and then pointed it at the constable on the left. ~BANG!~ One shot fired and it struck the coppa in the chest causing his horse to rear back and toss him off like a rag doll. The other coppa shouted out in anger as Annie shot again, only this time grazing the second coppa’s shoulder. It was enough to give her a head start and she gripped the reigns, taking off at speed. Riding blindly and leaving the coppa’s behind, until there was a gun shot. A sudden pain ruptured from her right arm as she took a bullet that sheared through some skin and tore her shirt. Bleeding, she rode on hard, trying to find her way back to the gorge….before it was too late. Her vision was poor from the lack of light, but she kept on going. Riding on and on, till she started to recognise the bush around her. The coppa’s hadn’t followed her in. Reaching the billabong, she fell off the horse and landed with a heavy thud on the ground. <3>

IceTe3a: He came to a slow trot as his horse wondered the barren lands of no man’s land, he was searching for someone he could rob to keep his mind off Annie. He continued to wonder for a good hour or so before he needed to take a drink of water, as he guzzled down some of the water he sighed as he knew he’d be lucky to find someone out this far. Luck provided and he saw two horses riding in the distance, a smirk slipped across his face as he galloped towards them, they seemed to be doing the same as he unclipped his pistol and continued to approach them it was too late by the time he realized they were coppa’s. “ G’day, seen a solo female rider round these parts? “ one of the coppa’s said as jack thought they were talking about Annie but he had to play his part, they didn’t know him. “Nah, she’s barren out these parts, why?” he watched as the coppers looked at each other one took his hat off and sighed “She’s wanted for the murder of an old man, she’s also killed one of our officers and wounded another” Jack swallowed his built up saliva and thought to himself “Annie you idiot!!” as he rubbed his chin and nodded behind him towards the town which was a good days ride “If anything, she’d be held up in the town that’a way. You may find her and other’s you’re looking for, be warned boys keep the guns loaded” the cops smiled and paid him a gold coin for his troubles and rode off towards the town, he waited for them to pass him before he pulled his gun out *BANG BANG* he shot the first copper dead the second fell off wounded, dismounting jack walked over to the other copper who was groaning “ Remember this face, if you survive tell everyone, not to fuck with me or my girl” he kicked the copper in the sides as he picked both the dead copper and the living one clean of bullets, coins, water and food. He looked around to get his location, he was going to make it for the billabong but he didn’t know if she would be held up there or not “Annie.. you’re an idiot” He had just made a name for himself and officially became a fully fledged outlaw, a wanted man. As he rode as fast as his horse could take him towards the billabong, it took awhile but he was almost there as he kept a sharp eye out for anyone who may be around, hearing groans he thought it was Annie as he lead his horse over, it was the wounded copper Annie had shot“Please.. thank god.. save me” Jack glared down at the man, before pulling his pistol and… *Bang* Jack sure was ruthless.“Annie, its jack.. Where are ya, ya bloody idiot” he bellowed out hoping to hear her.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Laying on the grassy bed that was near the billabong, Annie was drifting in and out of consciousness. What has she done? Killed a coppa, maybe two? All she knew was that she had made it back to the safety of the billabong, but Jack was nowhere to be seen. Her voice whispered from in amongst the grass. ”Jack?” Soon her eyes closed and blackness consumed her once more. Her horse came up alongside her, nuzzling her back trying to get her to move. Blood was on the grass and flies were buzzing around her wound. Then out of nowhere, a shot was fired. Two. An angry sound of a man’s voice and Annie’s eyes opened partially. Was this a dream? She heard another man’s voice and then another shot. Annie reached out with her hand and her horse let out a loud neigh, pawing the earth where she lay. ”Jack….” she tried to call out. Would he hear her? <3>

IceTe3a: – He lead his horse over to the billabong and surely enough after awhile he found her, dismounting from his horse he shook his head as he saw the state she was in “You bloody idiot Annie! What were you thinking” he sighed as he picked her up and brought her over to their usual camping spot, he looked around and all their stuff was still here, good. He tore his shirt off and then tore hers off as he looked at her wound, he washed it with water and wiped the blood away, he checked for a bullet but it was a through and through shot, clean. He quickly tore his shirt up and used it to bandage her shoulder up to stop the bleeding, it was cleaned and now with the medical aid it would stop bleeding, she would just need rest. He sighed as he grabbed his spare shirt and put it on her doing up the buttons, grabbing her swag he undid it. Picking her up he slid her into it and zipped it up, using his swag as a pillow for her head. He looked down at his bare chest, it was mixed with blood from the coppers and the man back at the tavern he sighed slightly as he started a large fire and took the chicken out, he soon cleaned the chicken and tore the meat into pieces placing it in the bush stove, with some water, veggies and what spices she had bought them he started up a nice dinner for them to slowly be cooked. He placed a water canteen beside her and stripped down as he walked over to the billabong and walked into it, slowly submerging himself as he washed the blood and smell away with the soap.

CharlotteCarrendar: – It was Jack. Swearing and cursing her for her stupid actions. She was just too weak to fight back, but had a sad expression as he picked her up and carried her to the usual camping spot. ”Jack…” she kept repeating his name as he tended to her wound. She’d really gone and done it. Shot two coppas and was now wanted also for the death of the miner. Annie crried out as he tended to her wound, but he was being so careful with her. Using his own shirt to stop the bleeding. With her head resting on the swag, she stared up at him as he cared for her. Even using the chicken from earlier to start cooking a meal for them both. He did care for her. Drifting in and out, she could see him. Going down to the billabong to bathe away the blood and the grime from his ride. No doubt he would have harsh words again for her when she finally roused. The wound throbbed as the bandage stopped the bleeding. It brought her round and she then started to sit up, as Jack continued to bathe. Her mouth was dry and her throat raw. Taking up the canteen with her good arm, she took a sip of water which quenched her thirst. Would he still think she was yellow now? She watched him silently, as the fire crackled and spat. It took her a while to gain the courage to say what she had too. ”I wasn’t thinking. You were right.”<3>

IceTe3a: – He heard her voice call out as he looked up from in the water, he sighed in relief that she was ok. Walking out of the billabong he put his long pants back on and wondered over to her, kneeling down he smirked slightly. “ I’ve killed 3 coppers one man and took the blame for the Dead miner today.” he glanced over at her and smiled lightly as he finally came to sit down next to her he sighed slightly “You’re right you are female, but that shouldn’t be an excuse. It should be more of a reason to drive you to better yourself. In the long run you can be as tough as any bloke out there” he chuckled and looked her over carefully as he checked the wounds “How you feeling anyway?” he walked over to the fire and stirred the bush stove, dinner was smelling good and it was almost ready the aroma was wafting through the air. He sighed happily as he walked back to her as he comes to sit again “You really had me worried Annie”

CharlotteCarrendar: – Annie’s face fell when she heard what Jack had gone and done. Between the pair of them, they had killed enough coppas and others to warrant them being officially outlaws. Wanted dead or alive. No doubt as word spread, the bounty on their heads would be considerable. So much for wanting to settle down. Anne eased herself up and watched as Jack approached her. He gave her a right telling off for doubting herself. He believed that in the long run, she would be rougher than any bloke. Jack asked how she was faring, to which she answered. ”Sore. Burns like a right bitch.” Which was true. She had really gotten herself into the wars, but thanks to Jack she would survive. The smell of the cooking food however had her stomach rumbling. She remembered the chicken and then looked over at Jack. ”I owe you my life, Jack. Really.” From now on, she was going to pay heed to his words. <3>

IceTe3a: He smirked as she said she owed him her life, he simply shook it off “Nah, we’re together in this from the very start. We have each other’s back, it’s to be expected ain’t it?” he chuckled lightly. Coming to a stand he walked over to their supplies got two tin bowls and spoons, as he filled up a helping of the chicken broth, he walked back and gave one with a spoon to Annie “All I need you to do is be yourself, It’s not just me calling the shots. If you think we should do something else, or I shouldn’t kill someone for example, speak up” he really wanted her to know she had a voice in everything they did and she wasn’t just one of his lackies. “Well now everyone will know there’s a bullet biting tough female out there, no sense hiding what you are now” he gave her a wink as he started to eat the soup. [/b] “ You still need to get better, I reckon that takes us out of the job for a while. What do you say?” [/b] he chuckled as he continued to eat the food, he was proud of his cooking although he wasn’t much of a cook, Annie was the chef out of the two of them, she had a lot of useful traits.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Annie took the offered bowl of chicken broth and it was truly welcoming. She grimaced as she adjusted herself on the ground to eat. Blowing on the first spoonful, she placed it in her mouth and it was probably the best thing she had ever eaten. She was truly grateful for him in more ways than one. Nodding, she agreed that she was definitely going to be known after today, and that hiding who she was was out of the question. Her arm still throbbed, and it may be a day or two before she would be able to ride properly, so their plans would have to be on hold for a while as she got her strength back. Annie finished her small bowl of chicken broth, and handed it back to Jack since he would be better at cleaning them out.”You’re right. No stage coach robbing for a while, and I promise to not bite my tongue no more. Ya might not like what I say…but eh.” Her spirit was coming back and that was a good sign. <3>

 

Rain – Chapter Twenty One.

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Rain 

Chapter Twenty One 

Tinman’s Loss 

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: He arched a brow as he continued to hear the female shrieks coming from the inside of the trailer. A simple sigh as he shook his head, his right eye scanning the inside of the trailer as he walked in front of Rain “He seems weak.. Sure I can’t kill him?” he smirked as he heard the door open, hearing the young kid beg Rain for his life whilst he held a homemade white flag of surrender. Pulling out his bowie knife he starts to flick it around in the palm of his hand, “ I don’t think a weakling like yourself could offer us anything useful” he glanced back at Rain as he shrugged “Maybe a little off the top..” he threw his knife as it whizzed through the air collecting tinman’s night cap it pinned the cap against the wall in the trailer with a large bang“Looks like you’ll have to fight for your life.. Tinman” he smirked as he started to stretch out his muscles as if he was getting ready to fight, all the while he had Rain close behind his back. They were both playing their parts perfectly, but now Rain would have to take control over him and show that she has fully claimed and in control over Adam, like the old times when he was nothing more than her object of use. This act would go on until they were safely at home then they could ease it back and explain the real situation between the two.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Sam near fainted when the knife whizzed past the top of his head but caught the cap and took it on a trip straight into the wall of the interior of the trailer. With eyes rimmed with the start of tears and his knees knocking frantically, he looked to Rain for help. If anyone could stop Adam it was Rain. ”Rayne?” He pleaded in a child like voice, which sounded pitiful considering. Rain stepped around Adam and barely batted an eyelid as she stared Sam down. ”Tin man has his uses, I suppose.” She then gave Adam a sideways glance and said in a monotone voice. ”Knock off the theatrics. Last thing I want is to smell the shit of his pants in that tin can of a trailer.” Just as coolly as she addressed Adam, she then took the lead. Walking towards the trailer, she pulled the door open fully and then leaned on it as she peered at the terrified Tin man. ”Sam, I’m not going to repeat myself. You are to do as I say, or…I give the borg behind me the right to shoot you between the eyes. We clear?” This statement was enough to have Sam nodding furiously, though he was still clearly terrified by Adam. He stepped back and gestured for them both to enter the trailer. Without looking back, Rain said. ”Inside, Adam.” More of an order than a request. Once inside, Rain would take a seat, while Sam still fussed. ”So…so, what do you want from me?’ At this, Rain cleared her throat, not even looking back at Adam, and said. ”You are going to help me find my father.” <3>

IceTe3a: He watches as Tinman nearly shat himself from the knife being thrown, he had to admit it was fun playing his old self again. He watched as the two started to talk eventually Rain gave the order to stop threatening Tinman, in which Adam responded his body stood straight once more as his muscles relaxed slightly. Watching as the two bartered for Tinman’s life they finally came to an agreement when Tinman agreed to help and Rain ordered him to come inside, slowly he walked through the sludge and the mud and straight into the trailer after rain. Coming to a stop he watched as Rain took a seat on a chair, he suddenly felt a bump behind him, slowly his eyes glared down to Tinman who was closing the door and had ran into his back, a slight growl as he glared the kid down, watching Tinman walk around him cautiously his hues glanced back at Rain as he arched a brow wondering what exactly she would do next with him, knowing full well what the old Rain was capable of he slightly flashed back to all those times he had run into Rain, being woken up with her sprawled ontop of him with her gun against his head was the first time they had ever met. It seemed apart from them recently falling in love with each other, she had always kept him under her boot as it were, wouldn’t be surprised if she had once or twice but he never tried to remember as it probably did happen. He scanned the room as he collected random facts of data and updates from what intel was left in the open be it files and print outs to turned on computer screens he scanned it all.

CharlotteCarrendar: – There was no mistaking it. Adam scared Sam shitless. You couldn’t really blame him either. Adam was something of a legend. The prototype that was wanted by not only the Zen Brotherhood, but now the Source as well. This was something Sam knew all too well. Nervously he took his seat after bumping into Adam, and was shocked by what Rain had come for. ”Me? Why me? Why can’t you find him yourself? You got…him.” At this Sam pointed at Adam, then realized that he might lose a finger and curled it back up before hiding his hand. ”I hate it when it does that.” Wincing at his own antics, he took a deep breath. ”If the Zen couldn’t find your father, then how the hell would I be able to?’ Sam added. At this, Rain sat back and folded her arms – pursing her lips together as she listened to his questions. ”What if I was to tell you, that I have seen his final movements before he disappeared?” What Rain meant by this, was that she saw the memories of Adam, and that it narrowed down locations to where he might be, but only with the help of a specialist like Sam, would she be able to pin point him for certain. All this time, she purposely didn’t exchange glances with Adam. She had to keep up the act that he was nothing more than an object to her, not the love of her life. Sam’s brow creased on hearing Rain speak of her father’s last known movements. ”How? You saw an old recording? What did you see exactly?” Rain looked at one of the many monitors behind Sam that had images of various parts of the city. ”I saw what looked like…a bunker.” <3>

IceTe3a: He was busy scanning the area for Intel but was fully aware and listening to the conversation the two were having. He didn’t bother to react to Tinman’s finger pointing as he didn’t need to it seemed his legacy was more than enough to keep the kid at bay. He started to walk around the trailer as he flipped through old files, scanning them and then tossing them aside. Overhearing Rain say that she saw her old fathers last known ware bouts he knew she meant she say his old memories, as he walked to the small fridge he opened it up and saw a can of beer as he took it out and cracked it open whilst reading the label“Light Beer “ he sighed as he took a swig ~ Light beer.. you have got to be kidding me.. ~ he thought to himself as he continued to look through the files and print outs before walking over to the turned on desktop screen, his right eye’s HUD turned on as it took over the network of the computer he started to open files through the computer multiples at a time and gathering all the information off the computer for later studies. Whilst that continued to go he walked back around as he kicked things out of his path, walking past his knife he ripped it out of the wall and re-sheathed it before coming to stand behind the chair Rain was sitting at, he was sipping the beer whilst staring at Tinman.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain’s concentration was broken when she heard the click and then fizz of a can being opened. Adam was helping himself to Sam’s stock of….light beer. She could hear Adam loud and clear in her own mind as he went off about the beverage. Rain just closed her eyes for a moment, trying to ignore the carry on going on behind Sam. This was proving to be a lot harder than she first realized. The young technopath had to keep being cool and heartless when it came to Adam, as much as she hated it. The best choice was to ignore it and keep focused on getting Sam on side. Sam couldn’t help but see what Adam was doing and making a mess of his trailer – his home. He wanted to tell the cyborg off, but knew he might wind up with a bullet to the back of the head. ”Make yourself at home…” Sam said reluctantly to Adam. Heaving more things getting kicked around, and then hearing the knife get pulled out of the wall, he swallowed heavily before looking back at Rain. ”Bunker? What, like the one the Source use?” Rain remembered that one, it was a right military bunker alright, but the one in the memories was different. ”No..the signage on the wall was…almost fifty years old…or more” This made Sam scratch his cheek. If it was not one made by the current regime, then who. The tinman then turned to his computer and started to type madly, before he turned and then he showed up a symbol that was by their standards ancient. ”Like this?” Rain leaned forward, and then recognized the symbol. ”Yes…but what is that?” That was a good question, and Sam looked pensive. ”Before….the great war..the governments of that era…built these nuclear fallout bunkers. Shelters. That symbol…is of a sect that had heavily involvement with the government of that era. God, Rayne…do you know how hard they would be to find? Even now?” <3>

IceTe3a: He glanced back as the two got into a more interesting conversation now they were getting somewhere, finally Tinman had stepped up to the plate. He watched as the kid went to his computer and started typing away finally coming up with some intel on what they thought was the bunker that had Rain’s father. He walked behind Tinman and arched a brow as he leaned in“You wouldn’t be hiding anything from us would you..” he said in his usual cold voice as he glanced over at Tinman. Glancing at Rain as he stood up he looked around as he started to scan the outside perimeter, it wouldn’t take long for someone to pick up that the credentials that they were using were hacked, they needed to get back through the checkpoint before the credentials were deleted and flagged. He looked Rain up and down and smirked “ we should go” he said out for both to hear ~“ Before the credentials are deleted and flagged” ~ He said quietly in his mind between him and Rain, if they passed through the checkpoint with flagged credentials they’d have to deal with the guards and Zen’s newly found Mech droids.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Sam near choked when Adam came up behind him and warned that he had better not be keeping anything from them. His voice had that terrible fierceness to it that would make a man cry in a blink. ”Err…no. I value my life, thank you very much.” Even Rain had to admit, that Sam wouldn’t be that stupid. Watching as Adam was now looking about, no doubt scanning the area outside the trailer – she knew that they would have to make a move. So far Sam had been helpful, in a sense but there was so much they still didn’t know. ”We go when I say.” Rain said, getting up slowly, and then taking the torn hat that Sam had been wearing and fixing it back firmly on his head. ”Sam…we will be in touch.” Rain moved for the door, and took one last look back at the Tin man, who was now grimacing that the nightmare was not over. ”I find out you double crossed us, I take the leash off him.” She then exited the trailer, her voice floating after her. ”Move out.” Walking across to the vehicle, she spoke directly to Adam’s mind. ”I give it ten minutes before this place is crawling with the night patrol.”Rain opened the door to the vehicle and then waited for Adam to get in first. As usual she would sit on his lap to drive them back out. <3>

IceTe3a: He smirked as he came to a full stand again watching Rain as she threatened to unleash him upon the kid if they found out he double crossed them. He started for the door and arched a brow as she said move out, he turned to stare at the small kid a devilish smirk appeared across his face as his eyes seemed to have a wicked glow about them, girlish screams, bumps and noises could be heard from outside the trailer with a muffled no screaming before it all became quiet again. He then walks out with Tinman beaten, bruised, tied up and thrown over Adam’s right shoulder like a dead animal. “Couldn’t risk it.. and since you won’t let me kill the kid” he smirked as he walked straight past Rain and popped open the Hummers boot, throwing Tinman into the boot he leaned down “If you make me come back here…” he glared into Tinman’s eyes before slamming to boot shut, he walked straight up to Rain and smirked as he shrugged, sitting down on the driver’s seat he waited for her to come sit on his lap’s as he braced himself for her harsh sit and wiggle that she always did even if she wasn’t acting. They would need to hurry up and hope luck is still on their side, either way they now had Tinman drafted into their crew, he would need to be filled out eventually but for now it was safer he stayed in the boot.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain’s jaw fell open when Adam appeared from the trailer carrying Sam like he was an old knapsack. Did he really just beat the kid up? Yes..yes he did. Watching him walk past her smirking, it took everything in her not to pop him one. Hearing him warn Sam of what would happen, and then shutting the boot, Rain shook her head knowing full well she couldn’t say what she really wanted too. Instead she watched Adam get into the driver’s seat and wait patiently for her to take her place. Rain got up and into the hummer, and made sure she sat down really firmly giving a bit of a bounce before wriggling into position. ”Gotta be comfortable.” She murmered as she started the engine and put the vehicle into reverse. Backing out of the gate, she turned the hummer out onto the road, keeping her eyes peeled for the first sign of the night patrol. The cloudy skies and lack of light made it hard to see, but she could spot the oncoming of mech droids before they became visible to the human eye. She hit the gas, and the hummer sped off, with the gates to the Tinman’s junk yard closing in behind them. They needed a place to stay and as Rain drove, she switched on the navigating system, using her mind to go through to what would be safe houses in a very dangerous city. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Rain climbed into the car and then she let her weight drop down on his laps as she bounced and wiggled into place stating she needed to get comfy. He smirked slightly as he arched a brow ~ “ Feel anything you like?” ~ he said in their mind and then came the act “Your ass is crushing my junk” he stated softly to her as he watched the hummer drive out of the scrap yard and onto the road. He knew this place would be crawling soon enough, and as predicted out from the night came the mechs, they scanned the hummer driving by and continued towards the scrap yard. “Close call, the credentials are still active” he said in a soft whisper, he knew she was wanting to find a safe house. Should they get to a safe house or hit the checkpoint and run back to base, either way was dangerous and both had their own issues to deal with if they went to the checkpoint and the credentials failed them, they would have an entire army on them within seconds, and if they stayed in the city over night, the credentials would surely be flagged but at least they’d have time to plan a new escape. He couldn’t decide which way they should go and of course he was relaying his thoughts to Rain as well. He had full trust in Rains decisions in this and was ready to back her up with whatever choice she made, ~ “Which option do you think is best? Either way we are taking one hell of a risk. “ ~ he sighs as he slowly wraps his arms around her waistline and softly cuddles her, only they could see this unless someone came right up to the window and peered in, even then he would move his arms before that happened but the simple touch of her skin was something he wanted once more.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain couldn’t help but smirk when their minds linked and Adam asked if she felt anything she liked while getting comfortable in her “seat”. ”Course.” she replied but gave an extra bounce for good measure. The humor of the situation soon fell away as soon as the mechs came into sight and..they were heading in the direction of the junkyard. ”Shit.” Rain swore as she knew that now they had to make a tough choice. Did they risk staying in the city with the chance that the codes would not work on the way out of the check point, or try to make a run for it. Rain hated the situation, and also the fact they had Tin man in the boot. Rain started to pull up check points that were nearest to them on the scanner and muttered to herself as she drove on. Driving recklessly would only cause suspicion, so she had to keep to the speed limits and watch for cars coming in the other direction. ”Can’t believe I am saying this…but let’s head for the nearest check point. It’s too dangerous.” She knew that there was so much more they could have accomplished had they stayed, but time was against them. Feeling Adam cuddle her gave her reassurance that she was making the right choice. At the end of the day, she simply didn’t want to risk losing him to the Zen again. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as they went through the first checkpoint without issue, and finally she had come to the choice to go through the checkpoints and risk it to get out of the city by the end of the night. He nodded in agreement as he smirked slightly, loving her daring side as she bounces and wiggles more; he watched as they slowly went through checkpoint after checkpoint most being manned by one or two guards but the main one was still to come. He remained silent as they passed more mech’s it was obvious that there were a lot of them roaming the streets, these things would rip the hummer apart, as they come up to the final checkpoint he watched as the hummer came to a hault and the guards did the usual, scanning the credentials, checking their ID passes and finally allowing them through. As they drove through he sighed in relief and waited for them to be far away enough from the city before leaning in and kisses Rain’s neck “that was a close one.. Better pull off on the side and get the kid out of the boot” he watched as the city finally disappeared from view.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Each check point had acted on the intelligence that had been altered when Rain and Adam first entered the city. Now as they were leaving, the chance of being captured was a strong possibility. Passing the mechs also had Rain’s hair on the back of her neck stand on end. Although she had not encountered them before, as they were part of the Zen’s new defence attack system, she would need to study them in order to take control of one efficiently. As they passed the last main check point, Rain let out a sigh of relief. She had been maintaining the cool and hard assed persona to make sure no one clued in to the truth but it had been a hard ask. Once they had gotten well out of the city limits, Rain pulled the Hummer over to the side of the road and cut the engine. Sitting there a moment, Adam would feel the shiver of her skin as the cold bit into her skin. She’d opened the door and climbed out, ready to release Sam from the boot. Walking around the Hummer, she opened the back, and then jerked her head back to gesture him to climb out. ”Not got all day, Tinman.” <3>

IceTe3a:- He watched as she finally pulled the hummer to the side of the road, the engine was cut off as they sat there in silence for a moment. She was most likely reflecting on how they were able to pull it off without anything bad happening, he on the other hand was just enjoying her touch against him. As she got out he smirked as he waited a moment for her to open the boot and tell Tinman to come out. Taking a step out of the hummer itself, he stretched his limbs as he shouldered his rifle, taking a glance around the scenery it seemed they had gotten off scot free there was no enemies in sight. His hues flick over to Rain as he smiles, looking her over from head to toe as he walked around behind her and pulled her into a cuddle her back pressed against his chest, his chin resting on her shoulder gently as he took her scent in, they were now free to be their normal selves again. He watched as Tinman hopped out of the boot, he wondered just how Tinman would take that him and Rain were dating and in a serious relationship. He smirked as he knew she would break the news to him soon, his cuddle around her waist was tight and reassuring as his eyes kept a look out for enemies travelling towards them. “Heya Tinman” he grinned as he glanced down at the small kid “Time to waste you” he made an evil laugh, he was obviously teasing the kid and having some fun while doing so.’’

CharlotteCarrendar:- With Sam’s eyes adjusting to the light after being kept locked up in the boot for so long, the first thing he saw was Rain, who in a manner of speaking was a sight for sore eyes. The poor kid had already been roughed up by Adam and he knew that Rain was the more level headed of the two. ”Ugh…I got cramps.” Tin man whined, but his voice soon quietened as he heard the crunch of the sound of Adam’s boots approaching. He had a rifle holstered over his back, and then he did the oddest thing. He enveloped Rain in his powerful arms and then acted out of affection. ”What?…What the hell is this?” Sam wondered, only to watch as Rain turned her cheek and kissed Adam’s with a look of love in her eyes. She’d been acting, and now looked to be in a relationship with the cyborg. Before Sam could ask another question, Adam said the words that would make him piss himself. ”Time to waste you.” The computer whizz gasped and fell back slightly, his eyes bulging as he took Adam seriously every time. ”You’re going to kill me? You kidnap me, and bring me out here just to kill me?” His adam’s apple was racing up and down his throat as he looked to Rain with tearful eyes. ”I thought you were going to need me. You need me, right?” The poor kid was going out of his mind. <3>

IceTe3a: He chuckled slightly as Tinman lost the plot and started to plead for his life, pathetic really but he knew Rain knew what she was doing, if she said this kid could be useful than he would trust her. He smiled as he looked down into Rain’s eyes “That was tough, wasn’t it?” he was referring to their acting. Spinning her around so she was facing him, he cups her cheeks and kisses her with loving passion as he held it there for a moment before letting her go. “I don’t know what she sees in you, but if you betray us… You’ll regret it. Welcome aboard kid.” he smirked as his long right arm extended down and grabbed Tinman’s collar, pulling him up into a stand. His eyes got sharp as he glanced around and nodded slightly “We’ll have to explain things in the car, it’s not safe here let’s get back to base.” slapping Rains ass playfully he gave her a wink as he started to walk back to the driver’s seat, taking a seat as usual he waited for Rain to come take a seat as he placed a call “ Eve, we’re on our way back. Have you fed the deer yet, and how’s the base holding up” he smiled as he saw Rain walk up to the driver’s side door, he really was in love with her and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Sam felt the rough hand of Adam drag him up by the collar to standing. He was sure that Adam was going to pop him. Right then, right there. But instead he welcomed him to their small fold and gave him a very strict warning that if he crossed them, he’d regret it. The sudden change in Adam’s demeanour still had Sam off guard, and he whined like a puppy about to be kicked. Taking the advice to get in the car, Sam did so hastily. Jumping in the back seat and snapping on his seatbelt – all the while looking to Rain for answers. Rain on the other hand was too busy making eyes at Adam and then kissing him back happily now that she was free to be herself around him. ”I really don’t like having to act like such a bitch towards you.” Rain said of Adam before giggling as he slapped her rear to get her to get a move on, so they could head back to base. In the Hummer, a holographic image of Eve appeared on Adam’s request and she had changed from being the stalker like borg to a more human like creature. She was smiling as she acknowledged she fed the deer. ”They ate right out of my hand, Adam. Hello Rain.” Eve said to each before she went on to update them on the latest intel. ”The base is fine, there are no traces from the Zen that have managed to crack the outer defence.” She meant the computer systems, that the Zen were no doubt trying to find traces of the fugitives. ”Hey Eve.” Rain responded to the holograph, as she settled back on Adam’s lap in the front seat. She was so glad that they were heading home, and now with Tinman on board, the hunt for her father could continue. <3>

IceTe3a: – He chuckled hearing that the deer ate straight from her hand smiling as he nodded from her update it seems the Zen still couldn’t pin point their defenses, this was great news. He always knew that farm house was a great location for a hidden base, it would take years for Zen to figure out that their base was under the farm. He felt Rain as she took her seat in his lap, he smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close as he kissed her neck with a lovers welcome. Hearing Tinman sit in the back seat they were all piled in and the hummer drove off towards their home. He smirked as he looked in the review mirror knowing Tinman would have questions “Yes, we’re dating, any other questions?” he chuckled lightly as he watched for the skies for any Zen aircrafts. “We’re looking to reunite Rain with her father, we’re camped out in my personal bunker. Safe from the Zen completely. “ he chuckled knowing that bit of news would be a welcomed relief for Tinman, he knew by now that Zen would be swarming around Tinman’s bunker looking for intel. What they didn’t know is that he had done something to Tinman’s computer, he installed a virus to explode the entire scrap yard from his mind a loud explosion as fire and smoke could be seen in the review mirror “Oh.. your scrap yard.. Yeah you can never go back there again. All your data has been transferred to our networks so don’t worry” that was why he was scanning all the files and uploading everything in Tinman’s trailer, he was always one step ahead.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The hummer powered along the dirt road that was leading them far out of the city and the reach of the Zen. Rain was now relaxing as she was right where she wanted to be – as close as possible to Adam. Adam of course had made sure that they had a clean get away and that had to do with a rather nasty virus that he had installed into Tinman’s computers that acted as a detonator for what would be a spectacular explosion. Sure enough, the tell tale fire ball in the distance was of course…the junk yard being oblivorated. ”Was that?” Sam asked, his head snapping around to see the large black plume of smoke in the sky. ”Yep.” Rain answered, knowing that Adam was filling him in in the most sinister way. ”No going back.” Sam’s face crumpled as he thought of all the wonderful wrecks he had been collecting over the years. ”You can’t just come into a man’s house and blow it up!” Nice to see Sam had some balls after all. Rain cast a look in the rear vision mirror and answered. ”We did transfer your files. Stop complaining.” Sam started to blubber. ”My pokemon collection…my little pony figures.’ What a sook. <3>

IceTe3a: He arched a brow as Tinman got cocky and mouthed off, only to lose what little respect he had just gained, now complaining about his pokemon cards. “Tinman.. men don’t collect pokemon cards… Do I need to whip you into becoming a man?” he chuckled and heard Tinman start to complain about his My little pony collections… did he seriously complain about pony dolls… he grumbled and slammed his foot on the hummers breaks as it came to a fast stop, he was holding onto Rain’s stomach so she wouldn’t go flying, Tinman on the other hand… *Thud* a smirk appears on his face as he watched Tinman’s head hit the back of the car seat hard “One tear Tinman.. And I’ll beat you silly. Time you became a man” he let his foot off the breaks and allowed Rain to drive on as he smirked. “Sorry about that darling.. I hate cowards” he shrugged slightly, knowing she would understand, he may cop a slap to the back of the head though. As they drove through the countryside well out of Zen’s radar they finally came upto the driveway for their hidden base “Home sweet home “ he smirked, as he saw the Auto turrets scanning their car before deactivating, it was obvious that Eve had already put Tinman onto the security list. “Eve can give Tinman the grand tour.. we have other plans” he smirked and kissed her neck lovingly. : Standing on top of one of the larger new Mech droids as the Zen forces started to walk into the Scrap yard, was General Taol. He stood there giving orders to secure and collect intel, Before he knew it the entire place exploded in a mass fireball leaving nothing to be recovered, the mech had reacted in protecting him as it lunged back a distance. “Blast those traitors.. Get the tech team onto figuring out how they got past all the check points NOW” he sunk back into the Mech’s interior cockpit and took over manual drive on the mech as it walked towards the Zen base “Back to your stations on the double, increase security” the order was issued and he would make sure this would not happen again. The clean up crew was left behind to go through the bits of rubble to try and salvage any information, anything at all could help them find the traitors and bring back Equipment X into their ranks, he always knew that giving that thing a mind of its own was a bad idea. His mission was to retrieve the Equipment back for Zen and capture Rain the traitor that was it. His crew was specially tasked to this assignment and he had everything Zen had to offer at his disposal to complete the task, failure was not an option. Making his way back into the armory he dismounted from the Mech droid and it set back to autopilot as it walked out of the armory and started to do its rounds until it was called upon again, walking through the halls he slammed open the door to his office and closed it behind him “Blast those two… he grumbled as he took a seat on his office chair “First Equipment X.. then Rain and now Eve is gone, Zen is growing weaker each day.. its pathetic” he slammed his boots down on the table as he stretched out and lit a large cigar and started to puff away.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The screech of the tyres along the road sounded as the Hummer slid across to the other side road only to come to a sudden halt. This made even Rain jerk forward slightly, but thankfully Adam had a good hold on her. The reason for the breaking was to give Tinman a good wake up call. Nothing Adam despised more in a man than weakness, and to have Sam blubbering about some plastic ponies and children’s playing cards had him ropeable. Sam went flying forward and then back, causing him to knock his head both front and back. Bruised and a bit bloody, he looked set to cry again, but Adam warned him if he saw one tear he was going to beat him silly. It took a lot for Sam to suck it up, in the face of things. All he knew was that his livelihood and collections were now gone. Sam muttered under his breath and sniffed loudly as he wiped what stray tear may fall. Last thing he wanted was for Adam to see it. Starting off again, it was not long before they reached the gates of the farm, and the base. Rain actually smiled brightly to see it again. It certainly was home sweet home. Driving through the gates, once the vehicle had been scanned, she drove the hummer down to the farm house, where Eve was waiting outside, dressed a little differently from her usual med lab suits. She looked like a country farm girl. Feeding the deer really got her into the spirit of farm life. Watching all disembark from the Hummer, Eve welcomed Sam, who was confused to see her again. ”Eve?” The female cyborg smiled and took his arm to lead him inside so she could bring him up to speed and show him to his quarters. With the pair gone, Rain rounded on Adam and wrapped her arms around his waist. ”I missed this.” She uttered, before kissing his lips softly, and resting her cheek to his chest. :: At the remains of what was the scrap yard, crews were going over the rubble in search of clues that would help them find the Equipment X. One guard picked up a half molten my little pony and said. ”Awe.”<3>

IceTe3a: – He smiled and nodded at Eve as she greeted them a warm welcome, she had taken his advice and become more human, more like herself. He watched as Eve took Sam into their base to bring him up to date, suddenly he felt Rain tackle him as he turned to face her he was welcomed with a warm kiss, he smiled and nodded in agreement, looking around the farmland everything was peaceful and normal, nothing out of the ordinarily “I’m glad we’re back too, it’s perfect here” he smirked and fell back into the soft grass, pulling her to lay down on top of him, cuddling her in close as he sighed happily, looking up at the blue skies “ Once we find your father we can move back here with him, and live our lives out peacefully. “ After awhile of laying down and enjoying each other’s company he knew they had to get back to reality, there would be plenty of time for the two to spend countless days in each other’s arms when all this was done. “Best get back inside” he smiled as he sat up, slipping his arms under her legs and against her back he came to a stand and held her in his arms, as he carried her inside and down to their base. He smirked as he swayed her from side to side playfully, before placing her down on the ground feet fist. Giving her one last kiss, he nodded in the direction of Sam and Eve, as he grabbed her hand gently and lead her off to their location. Eventually they caught up with Sam and Eve as he smirked slightly “I Assume you’re caught up with most of it, but any questions ask Rain. a simple smile as he looked down at Rain and pulled her in to press her back against his chest, he was really enjoying her touch against his skin.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Inside the farm house, Eve had taken Sam down to the second floor where the real base was, not the farm like facade. The Tinman was in awe of what Adam had created, and the sheer size of the place had him flabbergasted. ”Oh my God.” He whispered. Eve knew it all now like the back of her hand and showed him his own room, as well as the main labs and tech stations. The computer technology surpassing much of what he had seen before. He didn’t even think that Zen was this well set up. The gleaming benches and massive store house of weaponry and armor was enough for a small army. This had Sam stop and think. What was Adam’s real goal here? Was he truly after helping Rain find her father, or was this the base for a new wave of resistance? Eve was unaware of what Sam was thinking and continued to give him the guided tour, just as Adam had instructed. Adam and Rain finally caught up with the pair, after having playfully rolled around in the grass outside the farm house. Rain even still had some grass in her hair as she came down to where Sam and Eve were. Sam turned around as the two approached, still uncomfortable about being around Adam. Truth was he didn’t trust him, and more to the point, he couldn’t understand how Rain was now in a relationship with him. Didn’t she say he was a borg? He thought it was taking her love of technology a bit too far. ”I’m pretty up to speed, Adam. Eve has been very ..helpful.” This was true, and Eve beamed to be mentioned. However, Sam then turned to Rain and asked. ”Surely with all the tech you have here, you would have been able to locate your father.” It was a fair statement, the truth was however that she had only gotten a glimpse of where her father was last from Adam’s memories. ”My father didn’t want to be found. For good reason, I suppose. Which makes it all the more important that I find him…before they do.” <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled and nodded as he heard Eve had done good in bringing Sam upto date, he glanced over at Eve and smiled“Good job Eve” he held Rain in his arms closely as he sighed happily, they were one step closer to bringing Rain and her father together. He chuckled slightly as he glanced around the room, he remembered he still needed to upload Sam’s files to their network as he sighed slightly “Work never finishes, Eve can you come help me upload the files to the network?” he knew she would be more than happy to help as he leaned down and kissed Rain on the lips with a passionate love “ I’ll be done soon, once we’re done we can meet in the mess hall, and I’ll cook us up some lunch, how’s that sound?” giving Rain a hug he walked off with Eve behind him as he walked through the halls and over into her lab room, even from here she would be able to access the main network and download the Sam’s files from Adam. He took a seat on one of her operating tables and smiled as he watched her “I see you’re enjoying the farm life, abit different from the big city huh Eve” he smirked as he knew she loved it out here.

CharlotteCarrendar:- With Adam and Eve now out of the room, Sam couldn’t help himself. He approached Rain and stood with his arms folded. ’Rayne, are you out of your mind?” This was said with a voice that even Rain had not heard before. She immediately went on the defensive and cocked a brow. ”What are you talking about? I’m perfectly fine.” Sam checked over his shoulder that they were alone and then he let her have it. ”He’s a machine. You are in love…with a machine.” Talk about being blunt. At this Rain took offence. She turned to walk away from him but he grabbed her shirt and pulled on it. ”Hey!” she cried as he turned her back. ”What would you father think if he knew you were shagging the hardware?” Little did Sam understand just what Rain had discovered about Adam. From the outset, even she thought he was nothing more than a borg, but came to discover that when her father made him, he was so much more. With a clenched jaw, Rain retorted angrily. ”He is more of a man than you are.” That one was really below the belt, and not because Sam collected toys. ”Yes…I love him, and yes, I have even slept with him. Adam is real. You couldn’t possibly understand.” That much was true and Sam then hit back. ”Are you sure he loves you, or did you programme him to say and act as he does? Hmm? Answer me that Rayne. You can control technology, what is to say he is nothing more than a puppet to your sick fantasy!” ~Whack!~ Rain slapped Sam across the face in a fit of anger. ”Never…ever say that again. He has his own mind. This is not something I make him do. He loves me…for me.” <3>

IceTe3a: – He smiles as Eve started the download from Sam’s scrap yard, soon they would be added to the network and available to be accessed from anywhere in this building. It took awhile for the download to complete but it finally finished as he sighed slightly in relief, stretching out as he came to a stand “Thanks Eve, you’re a big help to me and the team, never forget that” he smiled as he gave her a nod, and arched a brow “Hey, did we feed the horses yet? “ he chuckled slightly and walked off towards the mess hall, he knew that he was going to cook for them all and perhaps a kind of welcome party for Sam. He made his way slowly to the mess hall as he started to prep food, with cooking meats on the stove, making salads and putting cold beers on to chill in a big Ice bucket, he thought they could all enjoy a good nights relax something that he thought they could all do from now on. Unless it was dire or they were on a mission he would make sure after 5:30pm that it was relax time, no work, no Zen, no stress. Just relaxing and enjoying the freedom they had found for themselves. He smiled lightly as he set the table and continued to cook the meats, he sent a message to Eve inviting her for dinner as well, he knew she was more than able to enjoy the food and drink even if her body didn’t need it, she could still enjoy the taste and getting drunk with them.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The tension now between Sam and Rain was getting worse as they faced off. Sam’s cheek was red from the slap, not to mention he still had a lot of bruises and cuts from having to deal with Adam at the scrap yard. Rain could smell that dinner had been started down in the mess hall, and she started to head that way. ”Come on, they will wonder what we are doing.” Sam followed along, but he was still annoyed with Rain, especially with what he believed to be happening between her and Adam. Entering the mess hall, Rain tried to smile and hide the fact that she and Sam had just had a massive row and she offered to help with setting up the plates and cutlery if it needed doing. Sam on the other hand felt he needed to know the truth, and boldly walked up to Adam. ”Before we go any further in me helping you guys. I want the truth.” On the other side of the room, you could see Rain looking grim as Sam went ahead and spoke his mind. ”Is Rain manipulating you Adam, to do what she wants? Cause if so…I call bullshit. She’s a talented Technopath, and you are a machine, Adam. Like it or not…it’s what you are. Same goes for Eve. I feel like I am in some sick game that she is orchestrating.” You could hear Rain drop the cutlery on the table and she was about to fly off the handle. <3>

IceTe3a: – He was happily cooking away on the hot stove as he started to flip the meats over to the other side, the aroma of the cooking food was filling the mess hall and seeping out of the room. He heard Rains footsteps, he could tell it was her from the way she walked, he smiled as she walked in and he looked at her with an arched brow. He knew something was up with her but he couldn’t tell what, he wasn’t going to pry the situation as she was probably worried about her father. He nodded as she asked if she could help out with the cutlery and plate “Thanks hun” he then heard Sam walk into the room, as he continued to cook, he glanced down as he heard Sam demand for the truth, arching a brow he wondered what he was going on about as his hues glanced over to Rain questioning her friends motives. Then it hit him, as Sam basically accused Rain of reprogramming Adam, and so so much more. He then realized why she was upset and it was the little punks fault. He growled as his left hand gripped Sam’s shirt without warning, lifting him up off the ground he brought him to eye level “ How dare you.. upset Rain like that and accuse her of such misdeeds” he brought Sam’s face over to the hot stove and lowered it so his skin could feel the heat “ Fact is, I’m not a borg. I’m fully human always have been, I’ve just had extensive military style cybernetics and Ntech installed throughout my body to create the perfect soldier. Even if she did Rewire me, I could overthrow it, and I’d know she rewired me. he threw Sam down onto the ground and glared down at him “ I had gene therapy done to me as a child that’s why I can use all Ntech at 100% unlike other humans. I love Rain, she loves me Get over it” he growled as he took the meat off the hot stove and put it into a large serving plate before he turned and glared down at Sam again “ I’ll let this slide since you don’t know much about me, but you owe Rain an apology” he kneeled down so he could whisper to Sam “You ever make her cry again, I’ll have Eve take you apart slowly. She can do that without you dying you know” his deathly stare was soul shaking as he came to a stand and smiled, looking over at Rain he gave her a reassuring nod to show everything was ok.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain couldn’t hide her upset. Sam was accusing her of doing the unthinkable and it was like an arrow to the heart. What had grown between her and Adam was a natural affection and had nothing to do with her abilities as a technopath. Sam had no idea he was now walking on very dangerous ground when it came to upsetting Rain, or Adam for that matter. The happiness of the mess hall was rudely interrupted and now Sam was about to see a side of Adam that no one else had been privy to. Adam blasted Sam in a verbal stoush that would leave Sam reeling. Rain wanted to interject but she knew it was not her place. The accusations were entirely false and Adam wanted Sam to understand in no uncertain terms that he considered himself to be human. What the Zen and others had done to him was merely adding to his body to create the perfect solider, something that he was more than capable of being. It was his childhood ability to use Ntech, unlike any other humans that truly set him apart. Eve stood in the background quietly, not wanting to get involved. She had not been manipulated either in her mind. Sam couldn’t understand before why Adam saw himself as human, until now. Staring up at Adam and seeing the rage behind his eyes, promising that he would have Eve take him apart like a machine if he ever made Rain cry again. Sam easily buckled. ”Okay okay. I’m sorry, alright. This is just a lot to take in, man. You come kidnap me, blow up my scrap yard, then I have to see for my own eyes that you are in love with Rain. I knew you before, and you couldn’t stand her. How was I to know?” At this point, Rain excused herself and left the room. <3>

IceTe3a: He nodded as he could understand where Sam was coming from and sighed slightly as he watched Rain walk out the room, shaking his head he looked back down at Sam “I understand where you are coming from, but you could have dealt it differently with Rain, she is female after all.” he smiled lightly and looked at Eve “Sam, man the grill, Eve help out. I’ll go settle Rain” he chuckled lightly and sighed as he walked out of the room and tracked Rain down, it wasn’t very hard to find her, as he snuck up behind and turned her around pulling her into his arms. He smiled as he looked down at her and kissed her pouting lips “We both know our love is true, besides Tinman.. just needed it all to be explained better, he’s fine now and he’s sorry for what he said. We had to expect this darling, after all we once were mortal enemies” he smiled and kneeled down as he pulled her to curl up in his lap, he kissed her forehead and chuckled lightly “I was certain you were going to kill him, we’ll head back when you’re good and ready. Ok?” he smiled as he cuddled her close.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain was red faced – her cheeks aflame at having to listen to the argument and be reminded of a time when Adam hated her. It wasn’t the most pleasant thing to be reminded of and when put the way that Sam said, it did make it seem that she had manipulated Adam. Hearing him come up behind her, she wrapped her arms around herself, only to have him pull her into his arms to reassure her. He was right. The love they shared was true, regardless of the terrible start they had. When they had gone into the city to fetch Tinman, they had to play it like she treated him like a machine, so it was warranted that on arriving and seeing them behaving like a couple that Sam’s curiosity would get the better of him. It was just very hard having to defend, especially with the way she felt about Adam now. Being pulled onto his lap as he knelt down and tried to reassure her that everything was fine and that now Sam understood, Rain looked up into Adam’s eyes. ”I shouldn’t have got so upset, I know.” Rain said quietly. She didn’t want to have bad feelings with those on the farm, and the fight with Sam was bound to happen as he came to realize everything that had gone on since Adam and Rain escaped the Zen. ”He just doesn’t know you like I do. Long ago I saw you as a machine…now you are more human than me.” <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled as he cuddles her in close and nods “I know, soon enough he will understand everything, remember he’s in the same shoes as we are now” he waited a while longer with her in his arms, using his fingers to wipe any stray tears away. A few minutes pass as he pulls her up to stand by his side, giving her a reassuring lovers kiss he gave her a wink and nodded over towards the Mess hall’s direction “Come on, food’s gonna be ready soon. Let’s start fresh shall we? “ he smiles and takes her by the hand leading her back to the mess hall, as he walked in and saw Eve and Sam, he walked over and looked over the food giving a nod “Done well guys, let’s eat.” he smirked as he placed the prepared salads, meats and other foods on the table with a can of beer for everyone. Taking a seat next to Rain he filled her plate up and smiled as he gave her a cheeky nudge. Glancing over to Eve he arched a brow “I expect you to enjoy the food and get drunk with us as well Eve, you too Sam, Drunk.” he laughed casually as he started to dig into the food, it was well earned and would settle nerves. Cracking open his beer he took a swig as he looked around at everyone enjoying their meals, it was almost like a little family. This place was so peaceful it was easy to forget the troubles of the real world and just escape into this private world on the farm lands. After awhile he had finished his food and was more than happy as he continued to drink beer, then he popped the question “So Sam, think we can find Rain’s father? “ he’d wait for Rain to finish eating before he took her over to sit on his lap like usual, they were so used to it by now it would be unusual for everyone to see Rain sitting anywhere else besides on top of Adam.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain felt a wave of relief at Adam’s words of reassurance. They were all in this together now, and needed the other in order to pull off their main objective – which was to find Rain’s father and bring him home. Adam’s fingers brushed her cheek and captured the stray tears that had fallen. She could have honestly stayed there forever, but knew that their dinner was waiting. Getting to her feet with the help of Adam, she agreed that they needed to start over. Sure, they had put Sam through a great deal to get him there, but if they were going to be a team they all had to learn to get on. Eve was already tucking in, with what looked to be a comical face since she didn’t normally dine like everyone else. A large beer was near her plate and she took that up with both hands, skulling it down like it was water. No doubt she was going to suffer for that later. Eve let out a gentile burp before giggling and going back to eating, while Sam was getting settled. His face was still a bit red from the earlier argument. He must have known that Rain was very hurt by his words, and he wanted to make up for it. ”I think we can. Might take some digging though.” Sam said in reply to Adam’s question about Rain’s father. ”Cracking government files is kinda my speciality.” He said proudly. Rain finished her meal and then moved to be on Adam’s lap, watching the others, and in particular Eve who was on her second beer. <3>

IceTe3a: He smiled as Rain joined him, wrapping his free arm around her waistline as he cuddled her in and sipping his beer with his other hand whilst he watched everyone else enjoy themselves. He arched a brow as he watched Eve drinking her second beer “Eve you better slow down, that’s heavy stuff you will get drunk” he smirked and looked down at Rain with a smile. “well we should be able to figure it out by working together, that’s for sure. You get us a location, leave the dangerous side to me and Rain” he nodded as he sipped more of his beer, they continued to chat as the night went on soon enough the plates were cleared and the kitchen cleaned as they all sat down and enjoyed each other’s company whilst drinking some beer. By now he could notice the beer was taking an effect over Eve as he laughed slightly “Such a green horn” he smirked as he winked down at Rain. Time slowly crept up on them as it was almost time to retire back to their rooms “Time to retire to our rooms I think. Get a good night in, we’ll need the energy for tomorrow” he smiled wishing the other two a good night before picking up Rain and carrying her off to their room. As they entered their room he placed her down on the floor feet first “I think we’ll all be fine” he chuckled as he stripped his black shirt off.

CharlotteCarrendar:- ”But it tastes good.” This was Eve’s reaction to the beer, and sure enough she helped herself to a third. While the rest of the table chatted away as the meal was finishing, Eve was slowly starting to sway back and forth, back and forth. Like you would see someone on a ship. Sam helped with the plates and cutlery, passing Eve who hiccupped and then let out another giggle. She really was a green horn, as Adam had said. Time was for everyone to get some sleep and Eve went to standing unsteadily, and then offered to show Sam his room again. Needless to say she was going the wrong way. Sam caught her up and spun her the right way. ”It’s over here.” Eve saluted and then staggered towards his room, before doing a strange bow like gesture to welcome him to his room. ”Need someone to cuddle?” she offered. Sam looked at her strangely. ”No thanks Eve, I think I will be alright.” Eve then pushed him in the door and closed it behind her, where you could hear his words of protest to a drunk and very cuddly cyborg. ”Rain’s father liked my cuddles.” Eve was heard to say and all you could hear from Sam was a strangled cry. You had to wonder just what she meant by cuddles. In Adam and Rain’s room, they were now finally alone. She watched him strip off his shirt when he had set her down gently. Rain always admired his physique and had a hint of a cheeky smile as she approached him – placing her hands to his chest. ”I think so too.” <3>

IceTe3a: He turned around to find Rain walking straight upto him, her hands pressing against his bare chest as he looked down and smiled, leaning down he kissed her on her lips and smirked. “ I hope Sam can handle Eve” he chuckled lightly as he walked over to his side of the bed and laid down on it watching Rain until she came over to join him. “We’ll find your father then live out our lives here peacefully” he smiles as he pulls her up to lay basically on him with her had resting against his chest he gently started to stroke her hair. “ Anyone else you can think of that we need?” he started thinking but shrugged it off as tonight was a night to relax. : A knock on the door “Enter” a Zen soldier came in with a report and something else held in his hand [/b] “ General, Sir! Unfortunately due to the explosion nothing could be salvaged, no Intel was left behind it was well planned out. The only thing that was not badly damaged was this sir!” [/b] the man walked forward and placed down a half burnt pink my little pony doll on the Generals desk. He growled as he dismissed the man, grabbing the doll he threw it in the bin“Where are you hiding…” for some reason they were always ahead of the Zen forces but with the new Mechs rolling out, things were going to change.

Under attack – The Life and Times of an Aussie Girl – the Dixie Stories

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assassin, Aussie, baby, creative writing., danger, Death Club, Dixie, drama, Logan, lunch, Milo, Molly, music, police, shooting, Skyhooks, splash cold water, The Ambulance, The voice

The Life and Times of an Aussie Girl – the Dixie Stories 

Under attack 

Writers
IceTe3a
CharlotteCarrendar

IceTe3a: As they made it to the table he overheard Greta wanting to handle the baby, he smiled lightly after Dixie had given the ok; slipping Milo gently into Greta’s arms. He took a seat down at the table and pulled Dixie down to sit in his lap as he smiled lightly, whilst listening to Molly’s opinion on them “ She’s my Sheila alright, nothing makes me happier than being with her” his arms wrapped loosely around her waist as he held her close to him, looking around the pub it was the same as last time, everyone here was a local and friendly. A great atmosphere to be sure, something most pubs had which is why he loved true blue pubs so much. “Anyway, though we’d hit town for some lunch with the family and have a beer or two, so Dixie can test out her new car” a almost proud look came across his face when he said the last part about the car, his hues glancing out towards her hot ride as they flashed back towards Molly and over to Greta who obviously was enjoying handling Milo, as most females enjoyed a new born. He chuckled slightly “Couldn’t resist your Aussie food either Molly” a strong smile came out on his face as he leaned back into his chair, wondering if anyone else they knew was around here.

CharlotteCarrendar:- A young mother is usually pretty nervous when someone that they don’t know all that well is holding their newborn. Dixie was a bit hesitant, her hands held up as though ready to catch the baby in case – heaven forbid, she dropped him. Greta noted Dixie’s concern and she handled it like a pro. ”I have …a five.” She meant children, which also was her way of saying that she would take care of little Milo while Logan and Dix caught up with Molly. Feeling a little better about the situation, Dixie let Logan pull her down onto his lap and with a last sigh of relief she allowed herself to relax. The loud music playing and the crush of patrons reminded her a little of her days or nights working at the Death club. Part of her missed it, but it also brought back suppressed feelings about Dem. The man that went to Russia and never returned. Dixie tilted her head back and closed her eyes for a moment, letting the talk and banter go over her as she tried to clear her thoughts and just enjoy the outing. Of course, when Logan mentioned the new car and gestured for Molly to take a look at where it was parked outside, Molly’s jaw fell open. ”Now that’s…a work of art, mate.” Molly appreciated a good looking car as much as he did a good looking Shelia. He smirked at Logan’s remark that he couldn’t resist Molly’s Aussie fare. It was a touch of home in the middle of Europe. The Australian restaurateur beamed with pride. ”Won’t find no better pies than at my place, Logan.” He had brought over the original recipe from his mother’s bakery back in St Kilda. <3>

IceTe3a: – He watched as Molly admired Dixie’s new car as he nodded in agreement with what Molly was saying. “ Any pie is a good pie to me, as long as it’s Aussie made” he smirked proudly as he kissed Dixie on the neck “You know, I should tell my boys about this place, they’re most likely killing for a pie and some Aussie tucker by now” he let out a chuckle as he smiled and looked up to Molly “They’re bikers as well, but a good bunch of blokes. “ He looked over at Greta as he checked on Milo, he did trust her with him but he was protective over the little bloke all the same. “ How about a beer and a pie, love?” he smiled as he looked down to her while she sat on his lap. He was more relaxed now that he was in the pub as his vest draped down allowing his chest to be uncovered a simple sigh of relief. “I wonder what our other little babies are getting up to, If I know jack.. he’d be making a mess right about now” another roaring laugh escaped his lips when the music changed to some hard Aussie rock, his black leather biker boot tapped harshly against the floor to the beat as his head slightly bobbed around. “ Almost makes you feel like dancing, don’t it?” he smirked.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The words that Logan said about how the beat of the music had you almost feel like dancing made Dixie jolt back to reality. ”Huh? Oh..the music. Yeah…yeah it does. Can you excuse me a moment?” Dixie pushed herself off Logan’s lap and then went for the ladies room, but on the way one of the old customers from the Death Club pulled her up. ”Hey…its the Skip from DC…How’s Dem?” The words hit Dixie from out of nowhere, and she looked physically sick.”Don’t call me that!” Dixie growled as she pushed past the patron, who looked truly confused by her behaviour. No one had called her Skip since the DC days….and again the name of her lost lover was brought up. Dixie reached the ladies and pushed the door open, only to enter and then it began. She started hyperventilating. Walking in small circles. Was it the hormones or maybe she had not truly accepted that he was gone out of her life. Either way, Dixie was having a meltdown….that no one could see. <3>

IceTe3a: He was waiting for her response as it took awhile for her to register it, he watched as she excused herself and stood up walking off leaving him with Greta and Molly. He arched a brow slightly and glanced back to Molly “Huh.. How about that beer?” came to a stand and walked over to the bar grabbing two beers and walked back to Molly and Greta where he took a seat and passed one over to Molly. “ Have a drink with me mate. “ in the back of his mind he wondered where Dixie ran off to, it was unlike her to just run off like that without a reason, but thought nothing of it for now as she wasn’t gone for long. “ Do ya miss Strya, mate?” he smirked as he looked up at Greta nursing Milo, the other females in the bar kept looking over at Milo everytime he giggled from Greta’s playing. “I know I miss it sometimes, but it can’t be helped. he took a sip of beer as he let out a sigh of relief.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Dixie was waving her hands, trying to stop the flood that was coming. The wave of panic hit her like a freak wave and she was reeling. How can a man just disappear? No word for months…no text…nothing. The people that were supposed to be watching out for her – again no sign of them. Dixie fell back against a tiled wall, as another girl came through the door and gave the Aussie a sideways glance as she went into a stall. In all this time, she faced everything on her own, till Logan had come into her life. He took her out of the dark garage and gave her everything….everything that Dem had promised. Feelings of self doubt, about how she just carried on as though she was this unfeeling…horrid bitch. She hadn’t grieved mainly cause she truly didn’t know. Closing her eyes, Dixie kept saying to herself that she loved Logan. She did. But why was the ghost of the man that walked out of her life hovering about her like a ghoul. Dixie pushed herself from the wall and went to splash cold water on her face, only to look up and see a different girl looking back at her. She’d changed since her days at the Death Club. You could say she grew up. The Aussie girl didn’t really have a choice. She must have stood there a good ten minutes. Staring at herself. <3>

IceTe3a: Taking another sip of his beer it was half done and gone warm which was unlike him, time had passed and it felt like at least a good thirty minutes had passed since Dixie left them. He was starting to get worried as he chatted to Molly, he could hear Milo’s giggles in the background as he sighed slightly finally he was to worried to sit there and not check up on her. “ Molly, Greta, Look after Milo for awhile would ya? I’m gonna go check on Dix.” he smiled as they nodded, he took a stand as he looked around the pub, slowly walking to the back of the pub pushing past the people who were standing around. Half pissed random people bumping into him along his way as he grumbled slightly, with his hand wet with beer he looked around not able to find her. At this point he was getting worried more and more, as a guy bumped into him spilling his beer all over his bare chest, he growled loudly as he peered down at the man who told him to watch it.“Take a seat.. you’ve had enough bud” normally he’d wipe the man clean out but this was not the time nor the place, especially with Milo being in the bar and this being Mollies bar. As he came to stand in front of the female’s toilets he knocked on the door “Oi love, you alright in there?” he asked wondering if she was even in the toilet, he didn’t wait and being his usual self he opened the door and walked right into the female’s toilets to find her staring at the mirror“Everything ok, Hun?” he said as he leaned against the bathroom wall.

CharlotteCarrendar:- It was as though she had fallen so deep into her own thoughts that the voice of Logan was almost missed. At first she just continued to stare into her reflection, then she finally roused and turned her head slowly to see Logan standing there, leaning against the tiled wall. To look at Dixie’s face, you could see the mascara lines from where a few tears had fallen, and the first thing she did was tried to wipe those away. ”Maybe..I wasn’t ready for my big day out yet.” Course this was an excuse for the truth, and she shook her head having made a promise to herself not to keep anything from Logan. Wiping her face, she turned slightly on the ball of her right foot and then faced him. ”I don’t understand….what I am feeling right now.” She had never discussed her thoughts about the disappearance of Dem, or why she had not felt anything till now. ”I’m…a cold hearted bitch. I have to be. What kind of person just…forgets another like he was nothing.” The rawness of her statement cut her own heart like a knife. The hormones were really tying her up in knots. ”I don’t know if he is dead…I don’t know what happened. But look at me? Why can’t I feel…like I am supposed too?” she was starting to ramble, and one patron quickly ducked out of the ladies room to give them privacy. <3>

IceTe3a: – He finally caught her attention as she turned to face him and explain what was going on, noticing her makeup was stained from tears previously shed he smiled lightly as he looked down at her, now fully understanding what she was going through. Shaking his head slightly he kneeled down so they were at eye level “You, cold and heartless? he chuckled slightly at the thought of it. “ It’s to be expected that you still have some feelings for that guy, love. But remember, he left you alone for how long, in a state in which no female should be left in. Better yet, He left you pregnant and living in a small back room hardly a place for a young female let alone a child, So don’t judge yourself to harshly, it’s human nature to move on. he smiled lightly as he sunk down to the floor his legs stretched out in front of him as he dragged her down to sit on his lap. Taking his vest off he started to wipe the tears and spoilt makeup away. “ Why you go to put make up on when you already look stunning without it is beyond me” once he had cleaned her face up he let his vest slide down to rest on the floor as he cuddled her in close to him “ Whatever it is, we’re here to work it out together. I’ll always be by your side to help you out, love” he sighed happily as he knew she was safe, just in an emotional state which he should have expected, knowing she had gone through so much. “You’re a true Aussie battler love, holding it all together while soldiering on. Stiffen up that bottom lip, don’t shed a tear for someone who leaves you like that. I think you need a beer and a bloody good pie” he smirked slightly as his chin came to rest on her head“As for not being ready, I think you need this. You need to let your hair down and go wild.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The voice of reason. That is exactly what Logan was. He wasn’t mad to see her like this. Concerned naturally, but when he put things into perspective the truth of the matter was that Dixie was beating herself up over something she simply had no control over. Dixie waited…alone for months. With no communication, no word and a lot of empty promises. Yes, it was only fair that she feel something, but perhaps her coping mechanism was to shut herself off from the hurt…the guilt. The Aussie battler had moved on with her life and no one could fault her for it. Logan didn’t. He saw her as being strong for what she did do. You could feel the weight starting to come off, as Logan took his vest off and wiped the tears and stained mascara away. In truth she didn’t need the makeup. That came from her days in the club. She was unique, and was only now starting to see it for herself. ”Old habits die hard.” she said softly when quizzed about why she wore make up at all. Every point Logan made, Dixie couldn’t argue or fault. He was right. She needed to be out. Needed to be Dixie again. The man that had saved her was here with her now. Logan was a loving partner and doting father to Milo. He was everything she needed and now…she needed a cuddle. Course, he had to bring up that she also needed a good Aussie pie and a beer. ”I think you’re right.” The warmth returning to her voice. Logan had a gift. Unique as it was. He could tame Dixie and make the grey clouds go away. Dixie cuddled into Logan and took a deep breath. She was again ready to face the world. This time with no make up…no masks. ”Think they have mushy peas?”<3>

IceTe3a: He was holding her close to him with his arms around her, his smile was never wavering as he fully had trust in her and loved her without fault. A happy sigh of relief as he heard her say he was right, than she asked if they had mushy pea’s he smirked “They bloody better” [b/] as he gave her a quick reassuring hug and picked her up onto her feet as he stood, giving her a look over, he smirked as he was being cheeky again. Poking her cheek than her breast, stomach and lastly her ass [b] “ Just checking your all there love” he gave her a playful wink before leaning in and smacking her lips with his, leaving a passionate kiss with a beer flavor tingling with it. Pulling back he took her hand and nodded “As for Milo, little tike is a ladies’ man. Now let’s enjoy ourselves, while Milo is enjoying himself with all that attention. Don’t worry It’s not like you weren’t shared around at the pub when you were a little tike. “ he smirked giving her a slap on the ass playfully, trying to bring his aussie shelia back into life. As they made their way out of the toilet he smiled as he looked around, he could hear Milo’s giggles over the crowd and the females awing at his cute giggles, all the while Greta was the only one holding him while she was eyeing off the other females. “Molly, Two pies with mushy pea’s yeah mate? And crank up the Aus rock!” he smirked as he looked back at Dixie with a smile.

CharlotteCarrendar: As the couple emerged from the loos, Molly heard Logan shout for Aussie pies with peas….and some Aussie rock to really get the place jumping. Molly did some sly moves across the timber floors and slammed his fist on the juke box.

The music came out and flooded the airwaves of the pub, as Dixie took Logan’s hand and danced him out to a small clearing in the crowd. This song was a classic but a favourite too many an Aussie or expat. The colour had returned to Dixie’s face and she did a little boot scoot as she let Logan take the lead. Greta was swaying back and forth holding onto Milo, who was gurgling happily. A few in the bar all cheered and sang along with the chorus. Molly tipped an imaginary hat and headed out the kitchen to put on Logan and Dixie’s order as the crowd all started to dance to the music that was playing. <3>

IceTe3a: He smirks as she started to wiggle and dance as she dragged him into a clearing on the dance floor, the music started pumping loud and you could see Dixie was once more her normal self. He returned in kind as he grabbed a hold of his Shelia and started dancing around with her, in a slight rock style. Spinning her outwards and back into his arms as they rocked around on the dance floor to the music. Milo’s playful screams of delight could just be heard over the music as Greta was wiggling him around to the music, everyone was enjoying themselves as they all started to dance around to the tune. He brought her in for a kiss and a reassuring hug then continued to dance around her, doing all sorts of wacky Aussie dance styles. He could smell the foods cooking as Molly was busy in the kitchen cooking up a few pies for them, but he was too busy dancing around like an idiot to care, as he picked Dixie up and swung her around the room in his arms, while smiling. Nothing could ruin a moment like this, it was perfect and he was enjoying every moment of it, even if it was only noon. He smirked slightly as he stopped and pulled her into a cuddle “Shall we eat and then get back to having fun?” he smirked.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Outside the cafe a black motorcycle pulls up with a rider and his lady. The girl gets off the bike and leaves her helmet on, as she motions to the rider who simply nods. She checks the licence plate of Dixie’s car and then looks into the cafe where she can see Logan dancing with Dixie being swung around the room. It was an idyllic opportunity, to create panic and to get a mark at the same time. Little did Dixie know that Logan had a price on his head. As Leader of the Nomads he was well known throughout Europe. The woman strolled into the cafe pub in a non chalant fashion, though a few people wondered why the woman had her biker helmet on. “Shall we eat and then get back to having fun?” Logan said to Dixie, who smiled and pulled away as she turned towards Greta who was still bouncing Milo in her arms. The next moment would be one that would have the entire room of people duck for cover. The biker pulled out a revolver and then made aim as she whistled through the helm. [b]”Time to die.” She fired two shots, before fleeing the room and jumping on the waiting motorcycle, that sped off into the traffic. Everything from that moment was in slow motion, as Dixie turned around and watched Logan fall. Blood splattering her clothes. ”NOOOO!”<3>

IceTe3a: He was laughing loudly as the music roared in the background, he watched as Dixie agreed they should go eat. As they walked towards the table he felt Dix pull away, he turns to look at her as she walked over to Greta and Milo. Chuckling as he ruffled his hair on the back of his head while watching the bright smile on both of their faces, then he heard the whistle as he glanced forward. A woman stood with a bike helmet blocking her face “Time to die” he heard her say as a smirk came across his face, his eyes piercing through the helmet with a deathly stare as the people in the room screamed in fear as the rogue woman pulled out a .45 revolver, two shots echo’d though the bar as the bullets ripped through his body with ease, spraying blood across the room. He heard the bike pull away on the street as he fell down onto his back with a grunt, blood trickling out of the fresh wounds as he grit his teeth and let out a half laugh “Heh.. I’ll have to take a raincheck on that pie” he said in a slightly pain filled voice as he heard Dixie scream out in terror, Milo started crying from the drama. His hues slowly look up to Dixie while he held a smile, his right arm slowly reaches for Dixie as a sigh escapes his lips, his body goes limp as he passes out from the shock caused from the gun shots.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Dixie had thought she left the world of the mafia and the people that had destroyed the Death club behind her, but in that split second her whole world was coming down around her. Greta pulled Milo close to her as Molly ushered his wife and Dixie’s child out of harm’s way as Dixie ran to where Logan fell. Her eyes wide and terrified as she took Logan’s hand and brought it to her lips. Stifling another scream from what she was seeing – the blood oozing out of his chest, she trembled as Logan slipped from consciousness. ”Logan?….LOGAN?!” Looking up as other patrons were now starting to crowd around them, Dixie screamed. ”Someone call an ambulance!!” The Aussie girl then pressed her hand down over where he had been shot as blood was spurting out onto her hand. A few people pulled out their cellphones and were calling for help, while the bikers outside were all tearing after the assassin who by now had a good head start. What was supposed to be a lunch out for the small family had turned into a nightmare. Dixie dragged Logan up to her lap and rocked back and forth, tears running down her face. ”SOMEONE HELP US!!” <3>

IceTe3a: The Ambulance came screaming down the street with its sirens blaring out loudly and the horn honking to move people aside, a drive by had taken place down at a local pub and one man was injured as they rushed towards the pub, pulling up in front of the pub, the two medics jumped out with their bags in hand as they raced through the crowd to find the man laying on the floor with a female screaming and crying out while cuddling him. “Miss, please give us room to work” they said as one ushered her away from logan’s body, which lay motionless on the floor. The other examined his gunshots while putting pressure pads on the wounds “Through and through, the pads will slow down the bleeding but there may be internal damage. We need to get him to the hospital fast” the other rushed out and came back with the trolley to help them move the man with ease. Soon the Police showed up and started to ask questions and get information from the witness’s. “ We’re taking him to the closest hospital, you can see him there.” they picked him up and put him on the trolley as they raced out towards the ambulance and pushed him into the back, then moved him onto a stable bed. One ran to the driver’s seat as the other started closing the doors while he sat in back. The police came up to Molly and started questioning him about what had happened and who was the man that got shot, the usual questions were asked.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The bright flashing lights of ambulances and the police were soon radiating off everything, as Logan was ushered onto a gurney and then raced out to the waiting ambulance. Molly was busy trying to recount everything he saw as were other witnesses that spoke of a helmet wearing gunman, who was thought to be a woman due to her body type. Milo was screaming in Greta’s arms, as Dixie followed the gurney out to the hospital, but then told that she would have to wait to see him again after they get him there. The doors were slammed shut as the ambulance then took off at speed. Dixie stood there not knowing what to do. It was a horror that could not even be described. Everything was fine…and then boom, Logan was taken away from her. Now fighting for his very life. Dixie felt like she was in a state of shock, would she even be able to drive in this state? The police approached her for more details, and she looked like a possum caught in the spot lights of a truck. One of the bikers that hadn’t taken off with the others after the assailant approached Dixie. He knew who she was, though he could see she wasn’t dealing with any of this at all. ”Dixie? Get Greta to look after the baby. I’ll take you to the hospital…okay?’ Dixie looked at this man, not even sure of who he was. She was in no state of mind to make decisions. Molly urged her to go with the biker, who asked for the keys to her car.”Come on..let me take you.” Trembling, she handed over the keys to her car and followed the biker to her car. <3>

IceTe3a: – The ambulance sped off as the man in the back took care of Logan’s wounds the best he could, administering an IV drip as he put pressure on the wounds to stop the bleeding. The Ambulance soon came to the hospital where the emergency team of doctors where waiting, they pulled him out and examined him while racing him to the emergency room. “He’s going to need to get under the knife now” they disappeared into the emergency room for hours on end as they cleaned out his wounds and stitched him back up, slowly they needed to reintroduce blood back into his body to account for the blood that had been lost. It took 12 hours under the knife and a few new scars, but Logan finally became stable enough, they kept him in the emergency room on the prep table for another two hours just to be sure. Once they were sure they released him into a private hospital room, where they placed him into the bed and tucked him in, the heart rate monitor beeping as per usual with his heart rate, whilst he laid there in a stable state almost sleeping it off.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Jackson, the biker that drove Dixie to the hospital stayed pretty much by her side as she waited hours while Ice went under the knife. Soon Molly and Greta arrived with baby Milo who was now sleeping after all the excitement had worn him out completely. Dixie was a bundle of nerves as she kept looking up every time a Doctor or Nurse walked past. Hours without any word were tearing her apart. Jackson brought back another coffee from the cafeteria and handed it to Dixie as he took a seat beside her. ”Any idea who would want to kill Logan?’ He said point blank. Dixie held the steaming cup of coffee in her hands and stared at him. ”I have no idea. He never spoke of any enemies. Not once.” Jackson nodded but pursed his lips together at the same time. ”You do realize how high up he is? Guy like him would be worth a mint dead.” This had Dixie growl. ”Stop saying that. You don’t know him.” Jackson shrugged and then went to light a cigarette, before a nurse came up and berated him, since it was against hospital policy.”Maybe…I do.” As this was said, Dixie just stared at Jackson oddly, before a Doctor finally came out. ”He pulled through. We have him in a private room. Just this way.” Dixie and the others all got up, Jackson was the last to rise. All followed the Doctor into the room where Logan was laying on a bed, with monitor’s beeping quietly in behind him. Dixie crossed the room and then just stood there, scared. ”Logan?”<3>

IceTe3a: His body was in a stable condition and slowly it was healing itself as it came over the shock of the wounds. He could hear Dixie’s voice echo though his ears but everything was darkness as he groaned slightly, by the time his eyes slowly opened it had been hours since everyone had entered his room. He coughed lightly and smiled as his eyes searched the room for his Dixie. “Where’s my Aussie girl?” he smiled lightly as he sat up slowly. His body still coming to terms with what happened, as his phone continued to vibrate from the messages that had been left. Obviously his boys had heard the news and were think and thin arguing about what they should do, retaliate or wait for orders, his arm stretched out as he yawned slightly and pat the bed he was laying on, asking Dixie to come lay with him. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you like that love” he chuckled and coughed lightly as he waited for her to come to him. He knew he had to answer his phone but that could wait for later, he just wanted her in his arms; he looked over to Molly and Greta who held sleeping Milo and he nodded in sign of thanks “Still wanting that Pie, Molly” he smirked as he looked back to Dixie.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Molly chuckled lightly especially to hear that Logan hadn’t lost his sense of humor. He quietly ushered Greta and Milo out of the room to give Dixie and Logan some privacy, while Jackson seemed to lurk, but then followed suit. As to why Jackson was hanging around, was anyone’s guess, but Dixie only had eyes for Logan. She did as he wished and she crawled onto the bed with him, lying at his side. Her eyes filled with worry and love at the same time. Dixie realized something enormous at that moment. Just how lost she would be if something had happened to him. She turned his head with her left hand and then kissed him softly. He would feel all the love she had for him as she broke the kiss and whispered. ”You had me so scared.” She couldn’t deny that, even if she tried. ”I don’t understand why someone would do this.” Maybe he had answers to that question. Dixie continued to stroke his hair, trying to calm herself, as much as to reassure him she was there for him. <3>

 

House of Ghar – Lands of Old – TRC

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creative writing., danger, dreams, Errys, Honrick, horror, lore, roleplay, Sarras, seer, siblings, Valkrik, Vikings, violence

CharlotteCarrendar

Stargorn Bluff – Warfarren

CharlotteCarrendar.

Port Township of Stargorn Bluff.

The Chieftan was sitting upon his fur laden chair that was at the top end of the Meeting hall of his clan.  Gnarled fingers strummed the arm rests as he sat with a grim expression.  His wife, Sarras, who was nursing their youngest son kept looking up at her husband, who had grave concerns about the whereabouts of Valkrik and Errys.  He was aware that his eldest son had gone off in search of her, but there was something else that bothered him.  The way in which he saw the fire in his son’s eyes that he had seen once before when he was very young.  One of the boy’s horses had been mistreated by a young servant of the Chief, and when Honrick went to break up the fight the boy’s eyes were of that same fire.  He remembered it vividly.  The eyes of a demon.  It scared him so that he released his son, and then took to discipling the servant so to keep his son from doing something rash.  Ever since that day, he feared that his son might do something like this again.

“Sarras?”  The Chieftan called his wife’s name, and she nervously looked up at him from where she sat.  “My love?”  Her voice had a tremble to it, for she too was very worried.  Valkrik always had a fierce protective streak over his sister Errys, but to disobey his father’s orders and go searching for her himself, had even Sarras questioning the extent of his affection to his sister.  Nursing her newborn, she rubbed the child’s back while waiting for her husband to speak.

“I have never questioned you about Valkrik.  I accepted him as my son.  He is a natural born leader, there is no mistake in this.  By Odin….he was born to be the next chieftan.”  The Chief believed this with all his being, but he now was starting to have doubts.  “His eyes burned with fire, the day I told him not to follow Errys.  He disobeyed me.”  The light sound of the newest son suckling was all that you could hear, as both sat in silence, Sarras trying to find the courage to tell him the truth.  Her eyes darted about the room, only to fall back again on her husband’s stern face.  She rocked back and forth as she nursed her son.

“He has always been headstrong, my love.”  Sarras said, averting from the mention of his eyes of fire.  She had seen them many times, but the boy had never turned on her.  Valkrik treasured his mother greatly.  Sarras was doing all she could to hold her tongue.  The thought that the truth would come out scared her silly.  In the basket in which she found the boy in the field, was a letter.  A rolled parchment, which she had in her possession.  The answers to his heritage had been sealed since his birth.  Sarras had planned to give it to him when he was of age.  She had kept the secret this long….she planned to continue to do so until he was old enough to understand.

The Chieftan slammed his fist on the arm of his chair and then rose to standing.

“He will answer to me when he returns.”    The Chieftan went to leave the meeting hall, but his parting words made his wife cringe.  “They both will.”

<3>

LadyBelz

Lake of Odin

So much had happened in a small amount of time. Eyyrs had finally found a man worthy of herself and she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that she would be unable to keep him. Her father would see to that.

After their moment by the lake, she turned away from him, back to the tent so that she could dress for the return home. As she knelt upon the furs, the place where she had found a moment of happiness, she could hear the witch in her head, practically shouting in her mind.

“YOU HAVE DOOMED THEM ALL!

She pressed a hand to her heart, a gasp tearing from her lips as she suddenly got a vision of their village up in flames. Men and women running and screaming as the smell of burnt flesh and wood seared across her senses. Demons of all shapes and sizes were running amok, killing, raping and setting fire to everything and everyone. And atop a hill, looking down upon the destruction and death, an evil smirk upon his face…was Valkrik.

She was drawn deeper into the vision and felt as if she were right there beside him.

Valkrik laughed darkly, his wings as dark as night as his demon aspect had a hold of him completely. He watched the destruction below with his red hues gleaming in satisfaction…and so much rage. He reached down to the huddled figure at his feet and brought the head up to see the death that plagued the lands below.

It was Honrick.

His face was a bloodied and bruised mess and there were deep slashes marring his skin. He did not look like a proud Viking chieftan. He looked…defeated.

Valkrik brought his face near to Honrick’s, his hot breath fetid upon his former father’s skin.

“See the destruction you have brought upon your people? You took something from me…and now I have taken something from you.”

“She…was never…yours!” Honrick panted out.

“SHE WAS MY LIFE!! AND YOU KILLED HER!!” Valkrik roared, pointing to another form laying close by. Eyyrs noticed this as well and moved near until she could see the person’s face. She gasped as she looked upon the still visage of…herself. The hilt of her father’s sword was struck through her stomach, pinning her to the cold ground beneath. There was something odd about her form, answered a moment later by Valkrik.

“You murdered the mother of my child!” Eyyrs eyes widened and she looked a little closer to see that there was indeed a slight swell in the stomach. Her father had killed an unborn child…

She fell to her knees in shock.

“Abomination!” Honrick spat. “She carried your demon spawn within her! I would not have such filth in my home!”

“And you took it upon yourself to rid this world of such…filth.” Valkrik laughed. “And now I shall return the favor.” He pointed off to the side where a pair of demons were holding a struggling figure between them. The cry of a child shattered the silence of the night and Honrick’s eyes grew wide with fright.

“No! Please! I beg you for mercy! Not my wife and son!” Honrick begged. “Take my life and spare theirs.”

“Like you spared your daughter’s?” Valkrik smirked. “No. You will watch the light leave their eyes as I tear them apart.” He nodded to his demon soldiers and Honrick cried out in rage and despair as his child was thrown off the cliffs and his wife was raped repeatedly before her head was torn from her body. Valkrik stood over the carnage wrought and laughed before he turned toward Honrick. “And now…you die…” Valkrik raised his sword and moved to strike the final blow…

Eyyrs was jerked from the vision with a final gasp, landing upon her hands as tremors wracked her body.

“By Freya…what have I done?” she whispered. If that was a vision of the future, then she needed to do whatever it took to see that it didn’t come true.

CharlotteCarrendar

Lake of Odin.

CharlotteCarrendar.

Little did Valkrik know that his beloved was suffering from a terrible insight to what could well be the future.  He spotted her, kneeling and trembling as though she was overcome.  Valkrik rushed to her side, and tried to help her up, by scooping her with his arms lacing under her own.  His face searched hers and then he looked across her body to see if she had been somehow injured.  She looked perfectly fine.

“Errys…what ails you?”  He asked, his voice filled with worry and compassion.  The very man of her visions acting out of love and kindness, unlike the ones she could see.  His questions would be interrupted by the sound of a male’s voice in the distance.

“Valkrik?!  Errys?!”  The voice was that of Jorgen, Valkrik’s best friend and second when they were at war.  He had come out in search of his friend, as word had gotten around the village that the pair had dissappeared.  Using his excellent tracking skills, he was able to track them down.  Seeing the smoke rising from the campsite fire, he was soon running through the clearing, and came upon the pair.  What he saw, had his jaw fall open?  Why was Valkrik holding Errys like that?

Jorgen tried to hide his confusion, and then smiled for he was glad his trek had ended.  Valkrik turned his head to see Jorgen and immediately let Errys go.  He stepped back, and you could see the conflict in his eyes.  The tall Viking walked over to his friend, and they clasped each other in an acknowledging embrace.

“What are you doing here, Jorgen?  Shouldn’t you be preparing the ship.”  Valkrik was curious as to why Jorgen had come so far out from the clan lands.  Jorgen slapped his friend’s back, and answered.  “A ship needs his Captain.”  Jorgen said with a laugh, before glancing at Errys.  There was no mistaking that Jorgan had a soft spot in his heart for her.  “You have all the town worried, Errys.  Your father asked me specially to come look for you.”  Was this really true?  Valkrik knew that now was the time to head back.  “I will finish packing the camp and we will return with you.”  Not waiting for Errys to speak, he got right to work in rolling up his sleeping rug and gathering his clothes with his weapons.  Jorgen approached Errys as this went on in the background.

“You have been missed, fair Errys.”

<3>

LadyBelz

Lake of Odin

She must have taken too long to return for it was a few moments later when Valkrik burst into the tent to check on her and saw her trembling form. He took her into his arms, his eyes filled with worry as he checked her over.

“I’m fine…just…I’m fine.” she whispered, shrugging him off. Before he could question her further, there was a sound outside, and a familiar voice echoed across to them.

“Valkrik?! Errys?!” came the voice of Valkrik’s childhood friend, Jorgen. Before the two could seperate themselves, Jorgen was upon them, his eyes wide as he took them in standing intimately close. Eyyrs stepped back quickly, less he become suspicious. Valkrik inquired of why Jorgen had sought him out for which he reminded him that they needed to set sail in the next day or so. He then spoke of how it was Eyyrs’s father who had sent Jorgen to find them both.

Valkrik nodded and set about packing their belongings. Jorgen sidled up to her, his eyes warm as he drank in her features. She noticed this and it left a sick feeling in her stomach.

“You have been missed, fair Errys.”

“I’m sure.” she muttered, collecting her pack and going to Vor to saddle him for the ride home. She noticed Jorgen watching her from the corner of her eye and did not try to encourage him in any way. She did not need the attentions of a love-sick pup following her about.

She climbed upon Vor’s back and without acknowledging either man, turned to make the trek back to their village.

She was not looking forward to meeting with her father.

Driving me crazy – Outback Roads.

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cattle, danger, dirt roads, driving, hazards, micro sleeps, mining trucks, music, my life, Outback, Queensland., reflection, roads, work

 

Living in the outback, one of the greatest dangers is the roads.  I often do work in remote townships and on some cattle stations which take hours to get to and a lot of the roads are not even sealed.  Dirt tracks, to be more precise.  These are places where your cell phone/ mobile often don’t work, so driving at say sunset can be really dangerous.  Cattle and kangaroos are often on the roads on the stations that time of day, and after a full day work and a three hour drive back home it can be a nightmare.  It’s all part of my job, but it really is a hazard that I need to be careful about.

 

One of the other problems is when you drive for hundreds of kilometers between towns and the roads literally become boring.  Falling asleep at the wheel is a very real possibility. Micro sleeps can hit you at any time and if you feel the slightest bit tired, it is highly recommended you pull over and take a nap, or if there is a truck stop – drink some coffee.  I often wondered why the road toll was so high in these parts, and after being here two years, now I know.  Most of the roads don’t have over taking lanes this far inland, and with the big road trains – trucks with three or more trailers it can be really harrowing.  Not to mention when the mining trucks are being hauled up here on the back of semi’s.  They take up most of the road and you have to pull over to let them pass.

Don’t get me wrong, I love living out here.  But the roads sometimes can make it hell.

 

When All is Lost – Part Two (Carrendar Dynasty Role play.)

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adventure, CharlotteCarrendar, Daemon, danger, freedom, history, Ice, KingFalthosHellobore, kiss, music, rig, role play., RP, Sci fi, sting, Thunderbird, War, writing

When All is Lost

An Ice Storm

Part Two

Writers

CharlotteCarrendar
KingFalthosHellbore
IceTe3a

CharlotteCarrendar:- “Understood, Captain.” Charlotte answered before turning to see the many expectant faces of her many children. The two that had spent the last eight months with her on both the Trek and the visit to Arren were worldly in their knowledge of the nation, as well as dealing with those that were not of their own kind. The rest of the children had spent much of their time in either the Spire or beneath the main meeting hall being protected by the Ettercaps. Charlotte had barely had time to reunite with her enormous brood, but she knew that with the present dangers facing the city, that it was foolish to bring them all out into the open – regardless of their powers. Even Seven and Luna had yet to transform into full bebilith, and Charlotte didn’t feel they were ready to do that. With Charlotte delegated to the retrieval and dissemination of Doctor Galventstein’s technology, she knew she was going to have to place the retrieval of the JACK’s to one of her children. She walked up to her son, Seven – a bright boy of fourteen years, with his wild mohawk hair style and cheeky attitude. He had grown up a lot on the last few adventures, but this was no game they were playing. Millions of lives hung in the balance. She raised her hand to cup his cheek. Her eyes showed that she was in fact proud of him, and knew he could lead many of his brothers and sisters to do what must be done.

“Son, I am taking Luna with me to find the laboratory of Doctor Galvenstien. It means we will have to breach the surface, and by the sounds of things, the world above us is taking a hammering. What I want you to do is round up ten to fourteen of your siblings, and taken them back through the monorail line to the old Meeting hall ruins. There, you should be able to find the access to the JACK hanger below the monorail.”

Seven stared up at his mother, whom he had often regarded as being something as irresponsible when it came to the needs of her children. Now he was starting to understand her in a better light. She herself had to save a world at the age of fifteen and without the care and direction of her Mother. He was thankful that he at least had her, for the time that he did. He ran to embrace her – something he was not normally known to do, and he held onto her for a good three or so minutes, before letting go.

“I think we need cousin Billy on this, Mum.” Seven was right. Billy, who was Izu’s youngest son was well known in the family for his work with robotics over on the Island, as well as having a close association with the JACK’s creator. Uncle King. “I will send a distress signal to the space station, that is the fastest way.” Charlotte ruffled her son’s hair, as he set to go get on comms with Tyson, who happened to be Izu’s son stationed on the Space station. Whilst Seven was doing this, Luna came up to her Mother. The lilac haired twin of Seven looked apprehensive about going topside. “Mum, I’m scared.” She had ever right to be, since the sounds coming through the roof of the Spire showed that the battle had well and truly hit the city, or at least that was how it sounded. Charlotte brought her daughter close, and said. “We can’t sit here and do nothing. They are our people out there with little to no defence. Getting those suits is really important, as well as whatever weapons the Doctor made before going back to his world.” Luna tried to look supportive, but she simply had a bad feeling about the mission. In a way, she felt that Seven had the easier job, since he was travelling underground.

In another part of the Spire, Seven was at a large control panel, that was the communications network to the planet. Already he could see that Nixagris was offline, blocked somehow by the Imperials. As he scanned the many screens, the true horror of what had befallen the planet was now becoming evident. This was the first time that Seven had seen the sheer magnitude of the devastation, and he could feel a lump rising up in his throat. He was after all still only a boy of fourteen, and to see this…was a huge wake up call. Darson, one of his brothers who had been spire bound for most of his life came up behind his brother and sighed. “I come in here most nights, and every time I turn on the monitors…this is what I see.” he looked to his brother Seven and asked. “Why are the human’s doing this?” Seven’s eyes remained fixed on the screen. “I don’t think its just humans that caused this. I think everyone had a hand in it.” Darson agreed. “Can you patch through to the space station?’ Darson asked. Seven was way ahead of him, as the symbol for the Carrendar appeared on one of the left hand screens. Seven punched in a code, then sat down in one of the large module chairs.“This is Seven Carrendar from the Spire, trying to reach Arachna 5.” In orbit around Lisega, Tyson was manning Arachna 5 as his other brothers were all on missions in different worlds. Brock was on Earth along with Izu and Orson. The only three remaining was Tyson, Nigel and Billy.

“Yo, Seven. How you doing dude? I got that you are at the Spire. Man, you should see the view I got from here. The Imperials look to have downed the Skycastle. Kinda glad Dad wasn’t on it.” This confirmation about Skycastle brought sighs and gasps from the children that were all in the communications room watching on. Seven looked up at the screen of his cousin, who was a handsome looking lad of about 20 years old. “What do you need, kid?” Tyson asked, his eyes darting to the different screens at his disposal. Seven responded immediately. “Billy, we need him in Lorewall. He is one of the leading operators of the JACK’s and Captain has ordered they be brought into the urban fight.” Tyson grinned at hearing they needed Billy. A gamer by nature, he was a master of all sorts of combat games, but never ever did it for real.“You need Billy. Well Shit, that’s a first. Let me put the call through and have him meet you guys at the JACK’s Hanger. Hehe. Bought time that kid showed ya’ll what he was made of.” He started on putting the call through to Billy, who was left behind on the Island with his brother Nigel.

Billy was working on a rocket project of his, when the beacon came on from Arachnea five. Tyson’s face showed up on the huge monitor in the lab. “Billy!…. Charlotte’s kids need you in Lorewall. Better suit up bro. They are in the middle of a war, and it ain’t looking like they are winning.” Billy’s face looked to be one of shock. “But they have Skycastle. The Sun gun…that thing can melt a space cruiser like it’s butter!” Tyson nodded, knowing full well the capabilities of the Sky castle. “Yeah, well its been downed. Not sure on the stats report, but if you ask me, its in no shape to be used for defence. This war is turning into an Urban warfare squirmish. Seven and his siblings need you on the JACKS.” Slowly Billy rose from his chair, and placed his hand across his chest. “In Nemaues, we trust.” It was the words said by his father Izu in times of war. “I’ll go get Nigel, and tell Seven we will be there in an hour.” Billy left the lab, and Tyson switched back over to the kids in the Spire. [b”Billy and Nigel are on their way. I suggest you guys start making a trek for the Meeting hall ruins, they will meet you there. Arachnea five out.”[/b] The screen switched back to the Carrendar symbol, as the kids all started to make a run for the monorail tunnels.

KingFalthosHellbore: – Treads crushed broken and torn bodies beneath several tonnes of ceramite and plas-steel. They had reached the walls of Lorewall, the marvelous citadel-like walls, crumbled beneath the heavy payloads of the Baneblades, Leman Russ Tanks, and the various heavy munitions used in the Basilisk Cannons. The very earth, trembled at the onslaught. it was only when now, that an order had been sent to withdraw. The Tanks veering back towards the ten mile trenches, located not thirty miles from the very walls that crumbled beneath the hammer stroke of the Emperors Finest. The kriegers, in all of their own bodies, after being stripped of supplies, food, clothes, armor, weapons, and likewise the soldiers of Lorewall, stripped of their uniforms, weapons and clothing, until the field lay witness to nothing more than the bare, burning bodies of the dead. The Kriegers had made sure to be absolutely thorough in maintaining a war of attrition, sending this spectacle as a sign that, they were not to be trifled with.
It had been four hours since the ending of the Siege. Constantines armor scored a few scorch-marks and deep gouged grooves that littered his breastplate, some still radiated heat and glowed from where rounds had tried to strike at the very flesh beneath the armor. He had it removed to be taken to be repaired. He then moved to sit down at the conference table, where assembled there, the command staff had met, only Xith had not been present, as he was attending matters in the Loch. Constantine rubbed his scruffy features a moment, pondering his next move and advances. This had only been a test, a brutal test and a jab at the morale of the very people of Lorewall. He sought to instill fear, to instill doubt, to cause a mass panic and watch the very city tear itself inside out. He wondered if it was working, the mere thought of the cowarding masses, pissing themselves as the very guns of the guard came hammering down the very private, safe portions of their lives they so foolishly thought to be safe from anything. He stood up, fixating his helmet and his regimental unifrom. His silvery breastplate, a replacement from the battleplate he wore, would be strapped to him beneath the long stormcoat he wore. He would say “We need to broadcast the aftermath. We need to show those fools exactly what we do. We must make them fear us. Fear to face us. Fear must spread like the promethium fires we will set to their city, as a testament to the very lives they lead. We must show them the true error of their ways.” A comms officer piped up “Which one sir?”

With very grim look he turned and said “The Error was Following Chaos. Their sins, will know retribution.”

A broadcast was made, the power amplified that, if any other station intervened, it would fry circutry in all televisions, computer networks, and any cellular devices. First, there was blackness, then upon the screen, showed the grinning skulled visage, of the General Himself. The monotone, metallic drone of his speaker-grille would utter the last speech he would give to the enemy.

” Your Troops fought bravely. And much like they lived, they died shamefully. Wasted. They burned and screamed, scratching at the ground for salvation from the promethium fuel that consumed their bodies. Look, at what their sacrifice granted them.” At that moment, there was a livestream video, of the entirety of the battlefield, the naked bodies, without any form of clothes, weapons, or anything to distinguish them apart, burned. Naked, like a babe recently born, now they lay in their death beds, already atop their funeral pyres, of which the flames licked and roiled for miles and miles. This footage was shown for approximately one minute before it flickered over back to the same skulled visage that plagued so many an enemy before.

“This, is the price of Chaos. They were granted the Emperors Peace. This is the Fate of all who worship Chaos. We will Cleanse this land. We will Purge the Unclean. Pray to whatever flase gods you worship, for I assure you, we will send you screaming to them in the void. Join the Emperor, or Die. We will be waiting for an answer, Soon Enough.” With this, the broadcast ended. Constantine would emerge from the broadcast room, awaiting him were the command staff, his personal retinue, and the subordinates of the staff. He turned towards the staff, his look cold, calculating, and with the stare of a man who was ready to set the very heavens aflame. “Dig In. Dig Deep. Lay traps. There are those who wish to kill all of us. Let us make sure they never get the chance. Make sure the trenches are secure. I want full status updates every thirty minutes. I want live bio-feed of every troop walking those trenchworks. I want my gun-emplacements operational.” he paused a moment, a thought had occured to him. “I want the conscripts on the front. Keep the Nixagrisian Auxillary at the front. Keep watch of them. We are assaulting their relatives, one could only imagine the feeling of betrayal. Maybe enough for them to turn traitor. Be sure they set an example, if necessary.” With that, the Command staff dispersed, seeking to continue their duties amongst the panels, comm-channels, as well as studying the battlefield, outlining the camp emplacements for their forward base of operations.
Constantine pondered a moment, what it was like, for just the briefest moments, to be in their shows. He sought to understand his enemies next moves. Perhaps even the rumors were true, that this so called, Captain, had withdrawn to surprise them. He would never get that chance he thought. He withdrew his men back to their lines, and within the next few hours, would rain more fire down from the heavens. He folded his hands across his back, moving up towards one of the monitor screens that survied the area. He stared intently, as if searching for something. A thought had occured, one that would send him into a state of disbelief. A warning rune had been displayed, flashing its angry glowing red hues. Just as it had showed up, so to did a chart that showed energy fluxuations within the Warp and Reality, usually an instrument used to detect interstellar ships entering or exiting realspace. He could barely register what it ment, without missing a beat however, he turned towards his comms officer “Get me Xith. Now.”

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CharlotteCarrendar: As the small group of boys and girls lead by Seven go off down the monorail tunnel towards the JACK’s hanger. Charlotte is left with Luna, whilst many of the other children are begging to come too. Knowing the dangers topside, Charlotte has to insist that she can only take one with her. The risks were simply too great. This brings a large chorus of sad voices, to which Charlotte tries to pacify them in saying that they would all be together one day soon. But for now, she had a job to do. Taking Luna’s hand, she leads her daughter out of the Cathedral of fiends, and towards the outer sanctum of the Spire. Luna, naturally is nervous. “Is it easy to get into the laboratory?” Luna inquires, as Charlotte is getting her barings under ground. “It shouldn’t be too hard, just depends on the defenses he left in place. I just hope it hasn’t been hit.” This truly was a growing concern, with the noise above becoming deafening. Charlotte closed her eyes and let her mind go to that of Doctor Galvenstien’s lab, and then she squeezed her daughter’s hand.“Here we go.” she uttered as the two beblith shimmered out of site from the Spire and to the world above in Lorewall. The two would appear right in front of the Laboratory, but not before they came to witness the magnitude of what had become of the city. Towering clouds of smoke and ash were block out much of the sun, and the clouds were in fact toxic. Car alarms, ambulance and police sirens, along with fire and rescue teams sirens were blaring across the expansive city. Charlotte’s eye were rimmed with tears, feeling her heart ache from the sight of the devastation. “Are we too late?” She uttered feeling so helpless as it was like watching Lacardis all over again. Luna squeezed her Mother’s hand. “Mommy, we have to get the suits. This area looks okay…for now.” Luna seemed to be more determined now that they get the suits and do what they were suppose
d to do. “Captain is counting on us.” Luna was right, and Charlotte squeezed her daughter’s hand. “You’re right, come on.”

They mounted the steps that lead up to the warehouse like storage facility and workshop of the good Doctor. By the look of all the mail and newspapers on the door step, the Doctor must have returned to his world on matters that were of great urgency. Charlotte kicked the mail out of the way and then looked up at the door, that had a DNA imprinter locking mechanism. Luna looked at it and wondered how to open the door. “How does that work?” she asked. Charlotte took off her glove and then pressed her hand up to the strange imprint device. There was a strange green light that ran up and over her palm before the text printed that she was Charlotte Carrendar and access was granted. Letting out a sigh of relief, she pushed the door open and took her daughter, Luna inside.

The lab and the store rooms looked deserted and at first Charlotte was afraid the place had been cleaned out. She remembered having been to visit the Doctor, two years before, and now, the place seemed in ruin. Luna stepped over piles of rubbish on the floor, and she questioned her Mother. “Are you sure this is it?” Charlotte was starting to wonder that herself, until she stepped on a pressure point on the floor, and a holographic image of Doctor Galvenstien appeared.“It is good to see you again, Ms Carrendar.” The Doctor was smiling and looking directly at Charlotte’s form. “Forgive me for not being here to show you the finished products and suits myself, but alas, duty called in another world, so I did the best next thing, and left you …well. me.” The Hologram chuckled, while Luna and Charlotte glanced at one another.“If you are wondering why the lab looks the way it does, I did this on purpose, so to dissuade looters and or the enemy. Clever, huh?” The Doctor let out another laugh before turning and then you could see panels starting to activate, as hidden panels started to open up in the very walls, and expose the real jewel to the Doctor’s work. “Yes, I managed to complete over five hundred suits. Not bad, I must say given my limited resources, and…-cough- funding. But enough with politics. Each suit is crafted to mold explicitly to the wearer, regardless of size. A clever little addition I put in there. Now, before you go putting them on, I must explain one thing. These are bio suits. The highest tech that your world has ever seen. Each suit is linked to a network and over on the bench is the main controller. Guard it with your life.”

The Doctor then activated another panel and this opened a room with walls covered in the specialist weapon, the AR-2. As Charlotte walked into the room and picked one up off the rack, she looked at the Doctor and asked. “Have these been tested?’ The Doctor chuckled, “Oh, have they ever. Rather proud of those I might add. If the enemy are wearing power suits, these beauties are going to give them a real jolt. Hehe.” He seemed to find the whole thing humorous. Sadly, with the war raging outside, Charlotte didn’t feel like laughing, or joking.

“The Captain wants them all, for the cause. I need to take them. Do you have…”

“There is a massive truck in the basement, and equipment to get all this on board. Special trolleys that make lifting all this effortless. So long as you have worked out where you are taking them too.”{/b] Charlotte had a fair idea and smiled at the Doctor. [b]”Thank you…for everything.” The hologram smiled at her as the transmission was about to end.

“As in the old world, as in the new….In Nemaues you trust.”

The Hologram faded out and left the two Carrendars standing there. “What are we waiting for. Let’s get this stuff loaded!” Luna squealed with enthusiasm, as Charlotte and her daughter got to work.

In the air over the sea between the mainland and Carrendar island, Nigel and Billy are flying in Arachnea four. This large plane was equipped to take extra equipment in a large detachable cargo hold, as well as be able to do rescues. You could describe it a flying truck. In the cock pit, both brothers are suited up in Nemauen uniforms, emblazoned with the Carrendar symbol of the spider. Billy was nervous, which was understandable. “I don’t think I have flown into a war zone before…unless you count that game I played last night.” Nigel glanced at his younger brother, knowing of his apprehension. “First time for everything, bro. Let’s just hope the kids made it there safely. The city is coming up on the scanners, and it’s not looking pretty. Lorewall was a vast city. Three times the size of New York, and with as many people inhabiting it. On the radars Nigel could see that Sky Castle had fallen. [b]”Never thought I would see the day that something could take that vessel down. Dad’s going to be pissed.” It was a shame too. Izu had been made Commander for a short time, but there was a new one in charge of it, and to those that were in it as it fell Nigel could only imagine the casualties. The ship continued to spirit on toward the capital, with time now being of the essence. “Billy, jam missile locks should any of the Imperials try to shoot us down out to the sky. Billy was on it immediately. “Rodger that.”They were at least another ten minutes away.

Icetea – He head heard the news of his king and long time freind’s struggle, Ice had gone missing along with it thier home turned to chaos once more. The tavern closed for the night he knew time had come for him to fix the balance of the realm, Ice needed his help and having Ice owe you a favour was indeed a rare treat one he was most certainly going to collecet on when the time was right. It wasn’t hard for him to locate the missing king, with his contacts and who he was it was quite easy really ” Ya tink we should go get the poor lad, aye boys?” he spoke in his thick irish accent as he was addressing his two Hell hounds who laid on the floor tired from a hard day’s play. With a smirk on his lips he clicked his index finger with his thumb, a puff of smoke covered him as his atire changed back to his usual. Hand stitched suit, pure black as the night sky with a pair of dress shoes to follow, a long sleeved red dress shirt underneath as he sported a thin black tie, as usual he had his trademark black ivory walking cane. Striking the cane onto the floor with a rather loud thud in front of him, both palms came to rest on top of the cane’s silver headpiece. ” Right now ye bastard were ya be hidin’ “ His red hues pulsed a glow throughout the room, as he located which realm and Ice’s location, there was no mistake of the power given off this person, it had to be ice. with a two finger salute to his pet hounds, his cane raised up and came to rest under his right armpit. Disappearing in a flash, it was only moments before he appeared in a open field surrounded by tall grass.

CharlotteCarrendar: – In the monorail tunnels beneath the city, Seven and his team of fourteen brothers and sisters, were racing along the tracks to make it to the old Meeting hall ruins. This was where the children were originally brought up, so the kids knew it like the back of their hands. Few though ventured into the JACK’s hanger since that was considered off limits to children. With Billy on the way however, (who had the access codes), they would be able to unite and get the army into the thick of the battle. Darson, Blaze and Trix were running up the front with Seven, all excited to be able to take a part in the war. Having been cooped up in the Spire for so long, the chance for adventure, as they saw it was a welcome escape. Little did they know just what was in store for them. “How far is it, Seven?” Trix said, huffing as she ran along, trying not to trip on the tracks. Seven, who was using his night vision senses to see, scanned further up the track. “We should make the side gate in about five minutes. Just keep up the pace. Come on.” The kids all raised their voices in unison as they hurried to get down further into the tunnel, till finally a red shining light could be seen in the distance.

“There it is.” Seven chortled, his smile widening. “I remember this!” It had been a long time since the kids had been there, but once they approached, it became terribly familiar. The Ettercap guards, who were lumbering giants, were struggling to keep up with the energetic group of teens. They grunted in protest and their large bellied bodies made running for them awkward. As protectors to the young Carrendars, it was their job to watch over them. But times like these it was a big call. Seven was the first to make the gate. He looked back at his siblings as he pulled on the lever, the door sliding sideways, and showing them to a stair well. “Lets go up first. I want to watch Arachnea Four land.” The children all followed Seven up the stairs.

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IceTea:- His hues glance around the open field, taking note of the terrain ” What a bright world.. he thought to himself as his daemonic red hues continue to examine and judge this new realm, what on earth was Ice doing in a place like this? A smirk casually chiseled its way across his face, his right finger’s gripping the silver headpiece on his cane as he casually spun it around in the air on his right side as he started to walk, his shoes kicking up patches of dirt with each step. He knew Ice was close.. around here somewhere, he could feel Ice’s power.. but where was he? Pursing his lips slightly he started to whistle a repetitive irish tune, as he walked through the grassy fields finally coming up to a rather large mound of grass and vines, with a smirk he raised his cane to point the end at the grassy mound “Ter ya are ya bastard ” poking the cane deep into the grassy mound it hit solid form, *Knock Knock* giving it a few good jabs for messure ” Time to wake up lad ” he said out loud and clear, raising his cane he started to hack at the tall grass and pull off the rather thick vines as a statue figure started to appear in view. After a few moments he was finally clean of any grass or vines ” Always gettin ya self in trouble there, aye ice?” he smirked as he placed his cane in between his armpit, his right fingertips searching through Ice’s memories looking for someone.. or something that could help it took awhile for him to find someone but soon he found someone who would fit the bill. “Alright.. where are ya, young lass..” rubbing his palms together as a devilish grin appeared across his face. with a clap of his hands both him and the statue disapepared from this realm.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Up on the surface, a massive storage truck was coming down the main street of Lorewall. Much of the roads were now deserted, with only Neumeaun army trucks and tanks rolling by. All civillians were off the streets and indoors or bunkers if they had access. Charlotte drove the big rig as her daughter sat along side her, both were wearing the power armour suits that they had picked up from Doctor Galvenstien’s lab. Within the cab, they each had an AR-2 assualt weapon as well. Up ahead, Charlotte could make out a group of children that were exiting the old Meeting hall underground – much to her annoyance. “I thought I told them to go to the JACK’s bunker!” she said angrily, as she pulled the massive rig over to the side of the road. But the reason for the children all appearing was not for what Charlotte thought. All the kids were looking to the sky, and sure enough you could make out a massive ship that was coming in from overhead. Of course. It was Nigel and Billy in Arachnea four. The ship had a cargo hold that was more than big enough to accommodate the big rig, and this was when Charlotte had an idea. “Soon as they land, I want to talk to Nigel, about getting this truck on board it and then get it away to Captain.” Luna loved the idea. With the truck’s engine turned off, both Luna and Charlotte got down from the truck cab and joined with the other children as they watched Arachnea four descend. With massive blaster rocket jets it sent up a huge cloud of smoke and debris. Thankfully, Charlotte and Luna both had helms on. The pair looked totally like they had stepped out of a movie. Even Seven had to admit, he was impressed. “I want what Mum has on.” Charlotte shook her head at her son. “You are helping with the JACKS.”

Arachnea Four landed, and from the ground you could see Nigel and Billy in the cockpit. The children waved for their cousins to come down, and Charlotte made sure she was one of the first to greet them. When the ramp lowered, Nigel came down first and beamed as he checked out his Aunt. “Woah..Aunt Charlotte?” She flipped up the visor and he grinned. “Nice suit. Billy is here, he can take the kids down to the JACK hanger. You need anything from me ?’Charlotte explained her plans with the truck, and Nigel loved the idea. “No problem. I think the roads out are going to be chaos anyways. Let me get the ship ready to accept the truck into the hanger bay and we can get these armaments to Captain for the war effort.”

With that taken care of, next it was Billy who came down the ramp. He saluted when he saw his Aunt Charlotte and then looked at the gathered group of kids. “So you guys wanna come see the JACKS or what?!” The kids all cheered with excitement, and Billy winked at Charlotte. “Don’t worry Aunt Charlotte…I got this.” It was what he had been born to do. Work with the JACKs after spending his life dedicated to learning as much as he could about them. With Billy leading the way, the kids took off back down into the stairwell, leaving Charlotte and Luna standing outside the old meeting hall. Charlotte was staring at it, almost whistfully. Luna tugged on her arm. “Did you wanna go inside?” Charlotte felt like this might be the last time she ever saw it. “Yes. You go get ready with the truck. I won’t be long.” That said, and with her AR-2, Charlotte entered the meeting hall for what may be the last time.

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IceTea: – Appearing in a flash he had phase shifted both himself and Ice into another realm, he knew she would be here, he had seen her in Ice’s memories and she was the one that could help Ice out, They stood in the middle of a great hall, Ice was smack centre in the middle of it as he glanced around for a moment it seemed like a meeting place of some sort, no doubt someone would find him here.. possibly her even. The walls were built tall and made from large stone slabs that were placed ever so carefully to support the slab next to it and above it. It was almost engineering genius the way these places were built. Turning around he looked at Ice with a smile, walking closer to him, his hues studied Ice’s face, it showed such pain and agony, he had never known Ice to feel pain even in the most interesting of fights but Ice’s face did not lie, what ever happened left him in sheer pain. The roar of a truck engine caught his attention as he glanced behind his shoulder, an even louder roar coming from the sky, it seemed people had arived already.. what timing he had as he smirked. Leaning up he pat the side of Ice’s left cheek “Just remember what I did for ya Icey boy. turning on his heel he walked over towards the noise to take a sneaky look, two people standing in suits of rather interesting armor, a few children and some flying machine that he had never seen before. This was the place to leave Ice in his statue form, someone would be smart enough to figure it out, walking back towards Ice he gave him one last look and a freindly nod as he heard footsteps echoing as someone entered the room. “Oh danny boy the pipes the pipes are calling he started singing softly as he walked away and faded into the darkness, phase shifting into his own realm he had left Ice behind in this new realm. It was down to fate to decide what to do next.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Hollowed footsteps from the metallic boots rang out against the stone, as Charlotte entered what was once considered home. Now, it was a shell. A painful reminder of the ravages of war. Yet, here she was again. Her people, her world were on the brink and and once again she was taking up arms. Wearing the specially modifeid powersuit, made for her by Doctor Galvenstien, she approached the inner sanctum. Broken tiles lined her path. Tattered curtains, and loose banners hung and waved slowly in the breeze of the night. Charlotte stopped for a moment. Almost like she could see it so differently. When everything was…perfect. Her eyes cast over towards the remains of the meeting hall table. The one thing that was a constant all her life, now nothing more than kindling. As she approached one of the weathered chairs, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. A large statue. Now, she had known the meeting hall like the back of her hand, and this was the first time she had seen it. Turning full on to face it, she started to walk towards the statue slowly. It was of a man, or a very large man. As she got closer, she saw the expression on his face. Sheer horror. Tortured. What kind of sculptor would dare craft such a thing? Charlotte lifted off her helm and then placed it on part of the ruined table. What was it about the statue that seemed so familiar? She slowly walked around it, studying the form before her. In a way, the look on his face, was much of how she was feeling inside

Dread, terror. But she had to bury hers deep. She was not able to scream in frustration, for that was a sign of weakness. Stopping in front of it again, she heard her daughter Luna cry out. “Nigel is going to be ready for the rig, Mum.” Charlotte glanced back at her and yelled back. “Be right there.” One last look back at the statue, and something in her made her do an unusual act. She moved forward and then planted a kiss on the statue’s lips. That moment, she felt a wave of memories flood through her. She started to remember the pub in Nixagris. A man…A man named Ice.

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IceTea:- His senses were off, so he had no clue as to what had happened.. How gambit had taken him from Nip’s realm and left him in this new realm. Nothing woke him until the touch of someone’s lips pressed against his, his eyes open as his sesnes once again woke, slowly he looked down at the standing female before him as he could feel his body starting to come alive agian ever so slowly. Cracks started to form in his Statue form, slowly small chuncks started to fall off as a bright orange glow squeezed through the forming cracks. He was coming alive again, the kiss that would bond him also freed him from his prsion.. his own personal hell, he had suffered over the years as he gave up all hope shutting himself down to wait and see what happened after an enternal life. The cracks got larger as stone fell off his body and crumbled on the floor, after a few moments his entire body was free from his stone form as he stood towering the female before him in his pair of blackened jeans, his upper torso bare and scarred from the previous fight he had with Nip. Finally able to move he bent his head to the side and cracked his neck as his spine re-adjusted. His daemonic glowing hues meet that of the females as he burrows his brows, he knew her but from where and when? It didn’t take long for him to get back to his usual self as his hues escaped hers and looked around his terrain, but there was something about this female that kept drawing his attention.. he could not pick what it was as he looked down at his collar and chain, it had not been attached to her so that wasn’t the reason. His lips part as his sharp teeth flash, tongue poking out as it licks it’s way across his upper lip “Remind me.. Who are you? He said in a low toned voice. Taking in a deep breath, as his hues venture behind her for a moment before looking back down at her. There were people outside, this place was in ruins.. as he arched a single brow finally noticing her choice of attire some sort of high tech battle suit, were they in some sort of war? He was curious to say the least, but more interested in the female that stood before him, there was no doubt about it though.. She was no Nip, she had a certain.. look about her.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The most astonishing thing happened, when Charlotte drew back from the statue. A simple act of affection in the middle of the ruined meeting hall would result in the statue reacting to her kiss. This was not expected, not at all. She stepped back as the cracks were forming in the very stone. Was this a trick? She glanced about her and there was no movement, or sound, except for the ship that had landed outside and was preparing to take the rig on board in the cargo hull. Chunks of the statue broke free and collected on the floor at his feet, while a strange orange glow came from within. Whatever this was, was alive within the stone, and little did she know her kiss was the key to freeing him. The larger cracks gave way to reveal a chiseled man, much larger than she. With dark jeans and a scarred torso, he moved slowly as his bones all cracked in protest after what had been years in captivity. As he looked about himself in wonder, he then spoke – asking her who she was. “I’m Charlotte…and if I am right, you are Ice. We met in Nixagris a few years ago. There was a war on…as there is now.” She said simply. Her green hues altered slightly, darkening due to the lack of light. She reached for her helm and was about to put it back on. “I don’t know what I just did to you, but were you imprisoned by a mage…or a wizard?’ Charlotte was always curious about such types of magic. <3>

IceTea- He listened as the female introduced herself as Charlotte and to his surprise she knew who he was, folding his arms into eachother on his chest firmly he listened as she explained they met in a previous war, as he nodded in agreement “Now I remember you, you tried to give me a order he smirked as he looked her up and down. he started to stretch as his body poped back into place, after being trapped as a statue for so many era’s it would take time for his body to re adjust to his movements as his bones cracked into place and his muscles flexed. His ears burned as she asked how this had happened to him, if it was by a mage or a wizard as he chuckled lightly and shook his head ” By my own magic more or less, but a wizard was involved.. dirty old bastard, bending over slightly he brought his eyes down to her eye level as he watched her hues darken, with a smirk he came back to a tall stand “Yes, I am Ice. Thank you for the kiss. Not always smart to be kissing a demon.. not very smart to be kissing a demon that owns hell he chuckled as he looked down at her helmet and back up at her ” Nothing stops you from the war huh? ” they had just met again, and like last time it seemed thier meeting was to be short.

CharlotteCarrendar: – It was as though time had stood still, The Ice she remembered had a mouth on him too and didn’t like to be given orders. In fact it almost cost Baldrick his life. Charlotte let out something of a sigh as she shook her head.“I was a lot younger then. Now days…I wouldn’t take no for an answer when I give an order.” she smiled and then countered him well as she was about to put the helmet back on. But one thing stopped her. He thanked her for kissing him. She leaned in and said. “Let’s keep that between us. I don’t want people to think I am into kinks like…kissing objects for fun.” She was about to turn around, when Ice happened to mention one very odd thing. He claimed to be the Demon that owns hell. Well this was interesting. She had not ever heard that before. Charlotte approached him and got closer as she sniffed him. “Well, I’ll be. So you are.” A strange look swept over her features, and as quick as a viper, she snatched his arm and brought it up to her lips. Elongated fangs dropped down momentarily, and she bit down on his arm, drawing blood then secreting in a special blod clotting agent. The act took less than a minute, but the demon within her was sated. His blood was potent. She wiped her mouth and then licked her fingers. “Very nice.” A quirky grin appeared on her lips as she had unknowingly sealed the bond between them. She moved to put her helmet on and then opened the vox grille to talk through the mic. Her voice now having a metallic sound to it. “And you’re right…nothing can stop me in defending my world. I have a truck to move.” she turned and started to make her way out of the rubble, throwing these words back over her shoulder. “You may be the King of Hell, but welcome to my own private one….Lorewall.” And with that she went out to join her daughter. <3>

IceTea:- Laughing lightly at her response to her giving him orders, she indeed was younger back than but her features had not changed, she hardly aged. It was expected, she wasn’t human after all; that much he could tell. So this world was in a war, it seemed like every world had its own little war going on these days, it made it more interesting for him none the less as he watched her with curious eyes. She had requested that they keep the kiss between them as she wasn’t known for kissing objects, taken back for a moment “Did she just call me a object?” he thought to himself and shook his head, she still had all the bite he remembered her for, but perhaps a bit more. He watched as she started to turn around and stopped dead in her tracks as she spun on her heels and walked over to him, she started to smell him.. “Ahh..?” His right arm was snatched up by her hands as she brought his bare skin to her lips, he felt her lips press down as her fangs sunk in deep piercing his skin. Blood rushed into her mouth, after a moment she pulled back licking her lips as she stated he was very nice. She.. just fed off of me? once again thinking to himself, no one has done that before, though many have tried and failed. A simple smirk came across his lips as he watched her explain her situation and then put her helmet on, watching her leave she said her final goodbyes as she walked away. Explaining this place was her own personal hell.. Lorewall, he’ll have to remember the name “Feel free to give me a summon if you need anything.. Beside my blood that was a once off he smirked as his eyes flashed a dark black, the light faded in the room as he exploded into a flock of black birds, they squaked as they flew out in different directions leaving the meeting hall behind.

He had vanished, but to which realam this time? Slowly the light came back into the room as the birds faded away. He was free from his personal hell but neither of them realized the personal bond they had just made between the pair, only time would tell if they would realize it.

CharlotteCarrendar: – As Charlotte ventured back outside, little did Luna realize what had gone on within the ancient hall.“Did you get to say goodbye?” Charlotte smiled behind her helmet and said simply. “No..in fact I got to say hello….to an old friend.” Together Charlotte and Luna headed to the rig and both climbed inside, as she saw the rotating lights of the interior of the loading bay in Arachnea four. Sounding out a loud blare from the air horn on the big rig, she drove it straight on board the vessel’s loading ramp and up inside. As soon as the rig was inside, the large shutters came down, as she ship lowered to cover the cargo hanger once more. With the two safely on board, Nigel gave the order for liftoff, and the ship blasted off from its place on the middle of the freeway and up into the sky, swinging for Captain’s location near Sol’s landing.

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Snow – The Tales of Laguna and Charlotte. (Chapter Six.)

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Snow – The Tales of Laguna and Charlotte. (Chapter Six.)

 

Writers : CharlotteCarrendar & LagunaEverae.

CharlotteCarrendar

 

 

March 22, 2012 01:32PM

-The moon shone through silver clouds, that floated effortlessly across a blackened sky, the halo created by the sun’s reflection on the moon, allowed enough light to filter down, basking all in its glow. The soft sounds of snoring came from high above in the tree itself, mixing in with that of the other woodland creatures, the overall effect, a symphony of sounds. The odd leaf would find its way through the break in Charlotte’s web, and flitter down to fall upon Laguna, just as he were to take the half eaten carcass to be disposed of. The spider maiden had commented before, that she never dreams. Perhaps she meant this for she simply did not get enough sleep. This night however, a belly full of the blood of the doe, the bedding so high up in the oak, had her swaying gently, rocking her to sleep with ease, that she did dream. A battle ground, thousands of men all wearing Nemauen uniforms, fighting against…against…Ariko. Charlotte tossed her body to the right as more leaves would fall from her makeshift bedding. An eye peering out of the red glow….a mutilated body walking towards her, only to crackle, break and collapse in on itself. The scene would fade to black, before another scene took its place. A field of flowers, stretching out for miles. Charlotte standing on a small hill, wearing a simple cotton dress, that barely touched her knee. Her hand touching the flower buds, that bowed and swayed to the uplifting breeze. Her name was called, distinctly male, and she smiled, turning her head to look back over her shoulder. Then there was the whistling sound….of a bullet….Charlotte sat up in her webbing, eyes open…a look of terror on her face, but still asleep. Asleep with eyes wide open.

LagunaEverae

March 23, 2012 06:29AM

– Laguna made his way down a small embankment, the moisture in the air guiding him towards a nearby lake reserve where he would be able to discard of the carcass properly. He intended to cut it into strips; scattering them so that others creatures of the night may also feast. In his eyes, the doe was a gift and none of it was going to go to waste. It was quite ironic however that he didn’t have any of the meat himself, and even more ironic that he never intended to, it was just a play on words to get Charlotte to eat. It mattered not now, she was slumbering soundly. Or at least he believed she was. He kept an ear to her as he strode down the slope, a fairly slow pace as he was in no rush to sleep and the carcass was hardly heavy to one such as him. He continued. Then stopped, dead in his tricks, his brow a little furrowed, thinking. His thoughts were his own, but he clearly identified a tension with her, in the air, the aura around her. He had no idea what it was, for Laguna did not have the ability to see into the thoughts and dreams of others. Or at least, he didn’t know that he did. This feeling passed however and he made it to a nearby stream, excellent for masking the smell so that it was not overpowering to all creatures. He cut the carcass finely into strips within a minute or so, dousing every part in water to cloud the smell. He didn’t want half the forest coming to where they slept. He threw every part in different direction. This was not a question of mere feet, Laguna had quite the throw on him, and making sure it was far enough a distance. Upon finishing, he placed the bones in the river, for it would find a further use there. And with that he made his way back, with every step feeling Charlotte and her nightmare. Upon reaching the bottom of the tree, he peered up to her, leaping into the tree with such a precision and grace that not a sound was produced from him doing so. He looked down at her face. She was clearly having a bad episode. “Funny” he thought to himself. “I thought she didn’t dream….” He was not about to disturb the innermost thoughts of another however, he regarded that part of creatures sacred and to invade such a thing would be wrong in his own mind. He moved to leap down to his resting spot, delayed by the opening of her eyes. He narrowed his vision, closing his eyes as if concentrating as he looked into them…further….further….He bolted upright with shock. The hues of her eyes told the story, as if on the reverse of a camera lens, backwards and transparent. Was it that he could see it, or was it that she was doing this magic herself? He didn’t want to find out. He cast his glance away from hers, leaping down and sitting himself on the ground, propped up against the tree branch. He folded his arms and closed his eyes; one thought running through his head…”Who is Ariko…?” –

CharlotteCarrendar

March 23, 2012 07:56AM

-Eyes are the windows of our soul, they reflect all we see, and to stare into them, you can often find yourself, drawn into them. Some are lovers, some are friends, others are strangers. All gazing into the eyes of the bebilith could see, the tale being played, a dream, a dream she normally did not have. Was it a premonitions  Was it a look at her end? Her eyes remained open, but her mind was trapped in the dream. Her webbing bed quivered beneath her, as she herself trembled. No sounds escaped her lips, no cry out in shock, or pain. Soon her eyelids fell, and her body simply slipped back into her webbing hammock, as the dream was at its end. She would wake of course, but not yet. The worst was over, and one can only imagine what was waiting for her after the whistling of the bullet.An hour or two would pass, the moon crossing the inky black sky, precious clouds hiding many a star, and soon the eyes of the bebilith, brilliance in jade, flashed open, and with her night vision, she was now able to see all around her quite clearly. Stretching and making a light hissing sound, she rose from her bedding and clamoured down the tree. (Charlotte)”Wakey Wakey.” -she said, and it seemed the spider maiden, did not remember the dream.

CharlotteCarrendar

March 24, 2012 07:15AM

LagunaEverae: – Laguna, now a little more settled as he propped himself up against the tree, crouched down with his knees high and his shoulders low, began to place himself in a state of mind, a limbo. A place where he could hear and even feel all around him, but his inner self slightly disconnecting itself from the real world, allowing that part of his brain to sleep, the part that needed it at least. It was quite a nifty trick to learn, to say the least. He didn’t focus on her dream, nor dwell on the fact that he could see through the glaze of her opened eyes, the nightmare that was occurring. He simply refused to believe that he had another ability that once again, he had not asked for. On this occasion however, he appeared to be right, it wasn’t anything to do with him and the spider maiden was relaying it to him through her jade eyes. Laguna would stay exactly where he was for an hour or for 56 minutes and 12 seconds if you were to ask him before he rose to a stand, opting to go a walk to clear his head. The sun was already beginning to rise by this point and he decided to make use of an old looking tree that was nearby. Breakfast would be better cooked over an open flame to say the least. He spied the tree, walking up to it and assessed it as usual, his sea blue orbs flickering quickly from side to side. He then took his blade from upon his back and propped it sideways against the tree, taking off the upper parts of his clothing for the slight workout that was to come. When he had finished, he was completed naked on the upper torso side of things, the only parts on him the spiked arm bracelet of sorts that he had on and the necklace that dangled around his neck, its silver glistening in the morning sun. He began to chop into the bark, not rushing himself-CharlotteCarrendar: – ~Chop …Chop….Chop…Chop~ came the sound, metal blade, striking the tree trunk….over and over, Laguna’s body, his upper torso, glistening in persperation, running down his back and shoulders. She brought her hand up to her chest, her heart beat rapidly. She blinked, and then closing her eyes, she inhaled his musky scent, so very male. Her full lips parted and with a releasing of air from her lungs, and with long slender digits, smoothing out the suit, before uttering – ~ahem~ “I will got wash my hands, and face, in the stream just nearby to be ready for breakfast and then we can be on our way again.” If he heard her, he would have captured the light smile she offered him. The dream was not recalled, but Laguna, he knew. Trapsing down to the water’s edge, cool and bubbling happily across rock and stones, the darting of tiny fish, their scales reflecting the slithers of light that stream through the canopy overhead. Cupping her hands together, Charlotte kneels on the grassy bank, and she scoops up the fresh clear waters, and brings it to her lips, drinking and feeling it run down her throat, relieving her of the dryness from when she slept. Another mouthful and then she splashes the water across her face, cleansing it of dirt, repeating this till her skin is clear once more. Her reflection wavers, from the ripples of water, as droplets fall from her fingers and cheeks. Licking the last drops from her lips, she places both hands down on the grass either side of her and pushes herself up to standing, twisting her body, and placing out her right foot, heading back to Laguna, ready for the next part of their day. Breakfast.-

LagunaEverae

March 26, 2012 12:39AM

LagunaEverae: – He bored into the wood, chopping away at a suitable level, neither breaking into a stride nor a sweat, this was an enjoyable pace. Amongst the crisp sounds of the blade etching into the wood with a crack and tear, he heard the dainty footsteps of the other from his other ear. Just a light scratching of underfoot, the sound of crushed grass and the like. He came to a stop, launching the blade over his head to hold it at right angles as his muscular body contorted and bulged with the simplest of movements. He wiped his brow with his still gloved hand and politely smiled, nodding his head before returning to the task at hand. A few more strikes and the small to medium sized tree would collapse. As Charlotte was long gone from the area by the time it fell, the clichéd call of “Timber” was deemed unnecessary. Partly also contributing to the fact was that Laguna would catch the falling log and merely place it on the ground, once again taking his blade to it, albeit this time they were short sharp strikes to break the wood into little pieces for firewood. An effortless task for him, by the time the other had returned he would have everything that was needed and was almost finished building a small nest of wood for the flame to burn upon. The blade came crashing down into the last piece of wood, Laguna opting to leave it there as he stood to his full, magnificent height to greet the other. “ Good morning” was the simple and genuine greeting that trilled from his lips as he dried his shoulders and neck with his clothes before putting them back on once more. “I thought you might like a spot of food, anything in particular?” he asked as his mind raced to himself, the thoughts of processing. “Squirrels.Three.47 meters to the west. Wild Boar. Trickier. 54 meters, using trees for cover. Deer. Moved on. Too far. Fish. Stream. Personal choice. Listen” –

CharlotteCarrendar

March 26, 2012 07:19AM

-Charlotte stretched, raising her shoulders and let out a yawn, returning from the creek, where she had washed her face and gotten a drink. Laguna offered her a good morning, along with making preparations for what would be a camp fire in order to cook her breakfast. “I thought you might like a spot of food, anything in particular?” Laguna asked, having dressed himself once more, no longer bare chested as he was cutting wood. Charlotte tilted her head, thinking for just a moment, not really sure what was on offer this far out from Lorewall. Not exactly near Subways. “Well, I truly don’t mind, I mean, you know the woods here better than I. And, I am not entirely sure what is native to this part of the world. She reached up with her right hand, scratching her cheek, and you could see she was having a hard time coming up with an answer. “I…happened to see some fish in the creek where I just took a drink. Maybe that would make a nice breakfast.” she offered.

LagunaEverae

March 27, 2012 12:38AM

-He watched and assessed her body language, her tone; her hesitance at certain foods to help him in helping her decide in what is was she was to have for breakfast. From her reply, she did not seem particularly fussed on anything. Indifferent. This was not good enough, he wanted a different type of reaction altogether. One of enthusiasm, of will. The scratching of her cheek. Indecision. Confusion, even. The tapping of her single digit on her lips as she tried to satisfy him with an answer that would never come. He decided to help, it was clear that food and the forest was not something that she was accustomed to. Just as he did begin to speak, she offered a small piece (Charlotte) “I….happened to see some fish in the creek….” Was the beginning, to which he smiled and replied? “They are particularly bony and small in this area. Hardly a meal unless pushed” His mind was busy processing options and opportunities, till one instantly became apparent to him. “What about pheasant?” He asked, his orbs flickering and shifting from side to side to see the reaction in her eyes. “There is a nice sized one behind me, some 25 meters. Female. Plenty of meat to be had” –

CharlotteCarrendar

March 27, 2012 12:49AM

CharlotteCarrendar:- “Pheasant?….they have those here?….I thought they died out. Must have thought of something else. But if they are meaty, then that would be lovely.”- Charlotte answered, a nod and she was sure now of what she wanted. “Are they fast birds?…Not really familiar with them. Vultures on the other hand, Oh I have seen those, filthy things, opportunists. Have to hang around for something to up and die, not go in attacking whilst its still kicking.” So, she was rabbiting on, the toe of her left boot twisting in the dirt as she explained her take on the local wildlife. But then she had to ask, a question, one that had been dogging her from since the time they met. “How is it you know exact distances of the things you hunt, or hunt you?”

 LagunaEverae

March 27, 2012 04:44AM

LagunaEverae- “Indeed” he said in response to her query, noting the genuine thirst for knowledge that appeared to emanate from around her. Indeed, to Laguna, her brain activity was above normal at this time, another ‘gift’ he was able to see, as it were. “They are moderately common, choosing to forage around the dawn, where they are at the lowest risk of being hunted. Those in question are a 4 I believe, two mated pairs” he added, using his hands to usher his words along. “They can be quite fast I suppose. Maximum ground speed of 22 mph and a flying speed of probably more. Nothing that is not obtainable to me” he said matter of factly. Most of these questions would fly off his tongue with ease, the answers seemingly pre-empted in his head ready for use. Except for the last one, this was always a little more detailed in depth. “It is not that I do not have the ability to answer your question.” he quipped, as he rubbed his gloved hand along the bottom of his chiselled jaw. “But to me, the real question is ‘How do others NOT know…” his hand now extended out to nominate Charlotte as the ‘other’ in this analogy. “ I believe I process things in much the same way as others do. Yet due to the nature of others seemingly not having this ability, it must be the result of us pol….” He stopped himself before correcting rather nervously “of a species like trait”. “I move at normal pace for instance, yet to others it is deemed fast. A series of small gestures. Yet it seems I move too fast for your eyes to see….” He tailed off, thinking upon his own statement to himself for a moment- “It is a mix of lots of things. The wind, the temperature, the disturbance in the atmosphere. Sounds. Sound assists me a lot” he finished, seemingly hinting that his own sense of feel and hearing were in the same category as the former statement –

CharlotteCarrendar

 

March 27, 2012 10:07AM

CharlotteCarrendar:- “22mph…gosh. Quick little buggers.” -Charlotte clearly impressed with the speed of a pheaseant. “And four, all out for a morning stroll, foraging for food, just like us.”- she smiled, and dug her hands in her pockets, swaying back and forth, heel to toe and back again. Laguna seemed to know a great deal about pheasant, so much so, that she was getting quite the lesson, her feral barrage of questions being answered with considerable ease. “Uh huh….uh huh….Oh…didn’t know that…uh huh.”-she answered, a bright smile forming upon crimson stained lips. Her final question however, did bring something of a jagged response, and she actually stopped fidgeting, this now becoming more than interesting, for it was akin to unmasking a great hero. He started off well, naturally, his hand rubbing his chin, and explaining that it was not that he didn’t have the ability to answer her question, but the fact he seemed gob smacked that she didn’t know. Charlotte was of reasonable intelligence, though her chosen field was something far removed from the likes of the forest. “ I believe I process things in much the same way as others do. Yet due to the nature of others seemingly not having this ability, it must be the result of us pol…*he did pause at this point, Charlotte’s face looked as though she anticipated what the word pol would finish to be, but was let down when he managed to save himself, correcting his course of action. “of a species like trait” -he finished. “Rigggght.” – Nope, that didn’t convince her, and she slipped her hands out of her pockets and folded her arms. Laguna went on to explain, that though he moved at normal pace, he could actually move much faster, But to conclude, he said simply, “It is a mix of a lot of things” Charlotte unfolded her arms and sighed softly. How come he wouldn’t truly open up to her. Was she that untrustworthy due to her heritage? Nah, it wasn’t that. Charlotte had not shown off her true self as yet, so it was fitting, that Laguna would only speak of his world in passing.

Supernaturals – The Human Realm (32) – Mirari : The Forest of Ashes.

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CharlotteCarrendar

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Re: The Human World [rp]

May 10, 2014 10:26PM

Isabella’s Mansion – Bedroom

As Isabella sat on Jason’s lap curling her fingers under his chin in a bid to show some affection she noted something out of the corner of her eye. A flash of silver and red, but as soon as it was gone she dismissed it as her imagination. She explained about Vlad…about the threat but little did she know that downstairs, her most trusted and loyal was taking his last breathes as a murderous Emilia went about doing her Master’s orders. Sending a message that when read was going to shock and scare Isabella to the core.

The vampire Mistress curled in closer to Jason with her head pressed to his chest. Trying to compose herself, when all of a sudden she felt as though her very heart was being ripped from her body. She lurched back, clutching her chest. Her mouth wide open as she was experiencing a reaction to that of what was happening to Luther downstairs. So close was their bond, that she could see his final moment right before her eyes. It was as though it was happening to her.

The name “Luther” escaped her lips in almost a dry rattle as she slipped off Jason’s lap and crumpled to the floor. Gasping as though taking her last breath. It was only then that the cord that bound her to Luther snapped and her eyes reverted to near normal. Hissing in protest she pushed herself to her feet. Both her hands reaching up to her head as she let out a terrible scream. Running from the room, she dashed down the hall at speed, her robe fluttering behind her. Down the stair well, as the echo of a dying heart beat its last.

Turning the corner she came into the kitchen, and there he was. Driven into the wall by a butcher’s knife through the forehead, and a message scrawled in blood that was meant for Isabella herself. Tearful she approached the body of Luther. A shaking hand reaching out to touch his horrified face. Blood tears fell from her eyes as she released a sob that was etched in sorrow and grief. A large hole was in his chest cavity showing where his heart had been ripped out.

It was clear….Vlad had found her.

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LethalSin

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Re: The Human World [rp]

May 10, 2014 10:38PM

Isabella’s Mansion – Bedroom 

Jason cradled Isabella in his strong caring arms before her form slipped from his arms and to the ground. He could only watch helplessly as she went through what seemed to be her last moments before she took off down the hall leaving a bewildered Jason behind. Upon hearing her sob Jason would tear down the hall at speed before skidding to a stop as his blood ran cold. Oh yes Vlad had found them but that was no worry for the former Marine and cop now vampire. Even though Vlad was by far older then him Jason held no fear for the man or the people under his employ. He would walk slowly towards Isabella before turning her into his chest and rubbing her back soothingly. As he did so his eyes would narrow to slits as they dilated while his form rippled for the barest of moments before stopping. Jason was beyond livid he was rightfully enraged in his eyes as nobody deserved to die the way Luther had. Jason would mutter softly before pulling away from Isabella slowly to look her in the eyes. “Hell will pale in comparison to what I will do them as vengeance for Luther my love…”

 

CharlotteCarrendar

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Re: The Human World [rp]

May 20, 2014 09:30PM

New Haven Bar – Rough Nights

One thing that Rheksas was very good at was his high level of contacts in various state departments, and also some shady investigators who were used on missing person cases. Often it was to cover tracks and get rid of the evidence, but this time, Rheksas was on the hunt for the woman in the photograph that the Count had provided. Seated in the back part of the Rough nights bar, he stared at his watch again, before checking the door, when a disheveled looking man in a dark wool coat came in the door. He was wearing ill fitted clothes that looked like he got them from the Thrift store, and when he approached Rheksas the over powering smell of urine and cigarette smoke was enough to make Rheksas want to gag. Detective Whines was booted off the force some ten years ago after he had been caught with his pants down literally servicing the acting Police Commisioner’s daughter. The last ten years he made a dime here and there doing investigations, and when he got the call from the mysterious Rheksas, all he could think of was the dollar signs.

“Nice place for a meet up, General. So, what can I do you for?” the detective asked, as Rheksas pointed for him to take a seat and wait for further instructions. Once he was sure no one else was paying attention to the pair, he took out the folded photograph and slid it picture side down for the Detective to look at.

“My employer seeks information on this woman.”

As soon as Detective Whines saw the picture he cracked up laughing. “Well fuck me. If its not the broad that had me booted from the force. Why…if I could get my hands on her…” Clearly he had unresolved issues with Carmen, and this only made Rheksas concerned. “You will not lay a finger on that woman. All we want to know is who she is and how to find her.”

The detective flicked the picture back to Rheksas and leaned back in the booth, twirling a toothpick between his teeth. He was about to make Rheksas’s night.

“She is Carmen Williamson, formerly Carmen Marquez . Word on the street is she married the DA. Shane Williamson and lives in his estate up on the hill. She was framed for murder at some point, but the DA got her off. If you ask me the whole thing stinks to high heaven. She was also promoted to the State officer for Internal police investigations. Got some new digs for an office, for reasons that allude me. She’s a looker, I’ll grant you that, but a fucking Iron maiden who would crush your balls no sooner than look at you.”

Rheksas started to grin. She sounded like the kind of woman the Count would find….interesting. “So, where would I find this…office?” Rheksas asked, and the Detective pulled out his cell and started to google the information.

“Here we go…1108 Sandstone Drive. Pink building. Ew.”

Rheksas took down the information and then went to leave the table. The Detective coughed and held out his hand, expecting payment. The General turned and smiled at him before reaching across to slap his face. “You will get paid soon as this lead is valid. Till then, you can wait.”

The Detective grumbled and tossed his cell across the booth. he didn’t know what was worse? Working for Vampires or someone like Carmen.

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CharlotteCarrendar

844

Re: The Human World [rp]

May 20, 2014 09:58PM

Vlad’s Manor

~Can she be trusted?~

The black saloon sped into the gravel driveway of the Estate and came to stop only after doing a drift slide – clouds of pebbles and gravel cascading behind the vehicle. The engine growled one last time, as Emilia sat behind the wheel still listening to the rock classic “Let the bodies hit the floor” that pumped through the speakers of the car. She finally cut the lights and the engine, opening the driver’s side door, and her long black blood covered boot stepped out onto the gravel.

Something changed in Emilia this night. A fire burned behind her irises that was not there before. In all the thousands of years of service she had never been one to disobey orders from her Lord. But this night, as she held the pumping heart of Luther in her hand, and licked his blood from her fingers after scrawling the message for the slut Isabella, her patience with all those around her was now at it’s end.

The pawn had just elevated herself to the status of Knight.

Emilia slammed the car door, and pivoted on her right boot to head towards the entrance of Vlad’s manor, where no doubt the Count would be waiting for his report. Emilia had sprayed marks of blood all over her black leather jacket and she reeked of death. A fresh kill. Her face was like stone, with red rings around her eyes. She walked with a pronounced swagger, her guns glistening beneath the flaps of her coat. Figure hugging black leather pants with tears in them only showed her victim struggled. She got her job done, and sent home a message to Isabella that was sure to have her already packing her bags.

Outside the Manor, Rheksas’s truck pulled up and the hulking Vampire general spotted the saloon. So, Emilia beat him back. He had to admit, he was impressed. “Damn girl.”

He used vampiric speed to enter the house so he could catch up with the General and both would present their findings to the Count, but when he spotted Emilia from behind, he got an eerie sense…that all was not well. A prickling sensation in the back of the neck. His foot falls caused her to stop, and she glanced over her shoulder. The look in her eyes….pure evil.

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Rain – Chapter Three.

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Rain

Chapter Three

Run Rabbit Run

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CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a 

iceTe3a: -*Snoring* he was asleep and enjoying his sleep immensely as he laid there sprawled out on the couch **Beep Beep Beep Beep* his alarm goes off, as he groans. “At this time of night?” he said to himself as he came to sit upright on the couch, tossing the old cigarette for a brand new one he took a drag in as he brought up the message. A new bounty? He checked who it came from.. The resistance huh, “Interesting” he got up as he walked over and picked up his coat. Putting it back on, he checked he had his equipment as he went out the door and was on the hunt for his new target, but who was his target? 

He flicked open the file as the HUD system came up with the profile of a female Squad member. “Oh you’re fucken kidding me” he said as he shook his head, the same female from before? He activated the tracker as it turned on and showed him her real time location. That far down town? What’s she doing down there, he thought to himself as he walked the street until he came to a old car, opening the door he turned the car down as it flew down the street. Car’s were left in the Dead zone when someone wanted to get rid of evidence no doubt this car was used in some kind of crime and left here to rot away with time. 

Turning the streets with ease he turned on a one way signal to her earpiece allowing him to listen in, another male voice? She just can’t stay out of trouble can she. But he only got the ass end of it “Bexter’s Beat” the run down hotel for people looking to hide? The engine screamed down the street, this would be an easy one he just had to get there first. He had passed her signal as he kept roaring down the street and came close to the Beat. Ditching the car he pulled out his pistol as he walked up to the dodgy hotel. He walks in and sure enough there was a fat short man with a wife basher singlet on, stained to the shithouse he was watching TV. 

He grabbed Bexter by his head and slammed it into his desk before letting go and pointing the pistol at his head “A female will rock up in here soon, She’s from the Squad. Though she will say she’s not. Give her your cleanest room with running water. I’ll take care of the rest.” He leans down as he swipes his credit swipe over Bexters as credits transfer, a Threat, a bribe, and a tip all in one sitting? Bexter should feel privileged. “Unit… 49 top floor..” Bexter said shaking uncontrollably. He turns to walk away as he slides his pistol into his coat. “Tip her off.. and I’ll skin you alive” he growled softly. With that he disappeared up the stairs, he prepares his body as he makes It up to room 49, he opens the door and locks it behind him. 

“Right.. I’m going to need maintenance after this..” he said as he pressed a few buttons on his forearm’s holographic keyboard and disappeared, he was invisible and was able to hold it like that for quite awhile. Unfortunately this drained him a lot forcing his body to need maintenance; he laid in wait for her as he was standing near the bed. As he waited for her to come into the room, he started to search for her file in the military database. 

**Beep Beep** Case close Case Close, the warnings popped up, she had a dark secret.. What was it exactly? He started running a hacking tool to allow him to open up her entire file, this will show him what she is who she is and what she’s done. But it will take awhile for it to load up and open once it’s hacked. It will pop up on his right eyes HUD once its all done that much was for sure, but for now he would need to wait for it to run its course, so he turned his immediate attention to the female and when she would arrive. 

CharlotteCarrendar: – A short time later; Rayne walked in the door of the Bexter’s Box and noticed what a nasty hell hole it was. She could see the furnishings were well dated, something like the last century – possibly 1980’s. So garish. The man behind the counter had a terrible welt on his forehead and tried to smile, though his teeth showing signs of blood. Had he just been robbed, or smacked about by the wife. He had a glazed look to his eyes and when he spotted Rayne, he let out an odd sound, like a pig being slaughtered. “What I do ya for?” His pitch rather high. Rayne approached cautiously and said quietly. “I need a room, just for the night.” Bexter quickly rummaged around under his desk and pulled out the key card for Unit 49 on the top floor. “Only one I got.” Surprisingly, he didn’t ask for ID or a down payment. Just pointed her to the lift and went back to reading a book. 

Rayne took the card, and then headed for the lift, only glancing back to catch Bexter watching her. Strange man, she thought to herself, before getting in the lift when the door opened. It was a quick ride up to the top floor, and when the doors opened, the stink of the place really got up her nose. It seriously smelt like someone died up there, or was cooking something nasty. Sounds of people arguing could be heard through the walls. A baby was crying. Yeah, this was the bad end of town. Reaching her apartment, she swiped the key and the door swung open automatically. 

Entering the room, she nearly tripped over a large lump in the carpet and let out a curse as she righted herself. The bed had a faded flower quilt cover, the TV didn’t appear to work. She’d not seen one of that vintage before. Everything was antiquated. Taking off her utility belt, she sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, and put her head in her hands. How the hell did she wind up in this mess? What were her Commanders going to say? There would be an investigation for sure. 

Getting up, she went to turn a light on, and that was when she saw him. A man in the damn room! She immediately panicked and then went straight for him, curled fist thrown forward and fast, and she attempted to knock him out in one swift punch. <3> 

IceTe3a: He stood there for awhile, being invisible was draining him as he sighed slightly; he really could use a smoke right about now. As he grumbled and walked around the room waiting for the right time to prepare himself, he decided to light a smoke anyway as he took a drag in and let it back out with a sigh of relief. He walked over to the window as he looked out of it *Bzzt Bzzt* He flickered back out of Invisibility and back into it, Shit the gears fucking up. He had neglected to do self maintenance on his own body the last time he needed it, One he still didn’t like seeing himself like that and two more to the point He had no clue what he was doing nothing more than a basic idea. 

The sound of people in the apartment blocks echoed easily throughout the rooms, he sighed as he flicked the smoke out of the window *Ding* the elevator had reached the bottom floor, this could be her. He readied himself as his invisibility started to flicker again, “Oh not now” he grumbled as he popped out of invisibility, and back into it again. ‘That was close, I have to get around to finding someone to help me out with this..’ he thought to himself as he sighed. He heard the elevator doors open up as he popped out of invisibility again. 

“Shit” he said in a soft voice as he smacked his forearm, he disappeared once more just in time as well, she opens the door and walks straight into the room not noticing him at all, good he was still invisible. He watched as she undid her belt and sat on the bed, he smirked as he turned his back to her and watched as the door closed quietly shut. Suddenly *Bzzzt* Oh god, this isn’t the time for my body to be needing maintenance and fucking up on me’ he thought to himself as he popped out of invisibility. He didn’t bother to turn around as he hoped he would have enough time to get back into invisibility before she even noticed him. He was wrong as he felt a smack on the back of his head, he was knocked out cold as he fell down onto the floor face first. 

He laid there on his chest on the floor unconscious, his trench coat covering just what he was, if she were to remove it she would be able to see he was 70% machine/computer, nothing anyone would ever had seen before. His style of Tech was above military grade, it was one off, adaptable and upgradable to the full extent while even Black ops military tech had to be replaced his didn’t, it was there for life. Suddenly, **Beep Beep** her file had been completely hacked, as her entire life was now visible through his right eye, timing was everything or so everyone kept saying. 

CharlotteCarrendar: – The first thing Rayne did as the unconscious man lay on the floor, was go lock the door, making sure no one else could enter. Then she made her way back to the body, crouching down, and opening his jacket to frisk him over. What she found, was shocking to say the least. He was not a man, not in the true sense of the word. He was more like a machine than anything else. He wasn’t part of any Squad operation that was for sure. She kept searching for a wallet or something to give her his identity when his right eye flickered. 

Rayne looked closely, and that was when it happened. What she watched, was her life being played out like a confidential file being unlocked. She collapsed to her knees and continued to watch, though holding her breath. Everything about her what she had thought to be…was not. This portrayed her as someone else. A high level operative, clearance into some of the most powerful parts of the Zen. 

She fell back slightly, clasping her hand over her mouth to stifle a cry. Her eyes welled with tears as she came to realize that she had been rewired – on purpose. Clearly she knew too much, but for some reason they kept her in a place where they could monitor her till such time that they needed her for their own agenda. 

“The dreams were real” She whispered out what she was thinking. She’d been living a lie. That is why the borg was after her, and probably why this man…this machine was knocked out in the apartment. She had a code name. “Rain” A play on the name she had now, but was that even her true name? 

Like a flood gate being let open, she suddenly started to have flashes of her old life. Memories that had been locked away for so long. She reached up and gripped the sides of her head as the enormity was sinking in. Her parents, her siblings…her life. They took everything away. Rayne looked to the floor, sitting in front of what may well be a merc for hire. Sent in by God knows who. She gripped his right arm and started to feel about for a panel, and sure enough she found it. Pressing down, a latch came up and a holographic display. She ran her finger across, swiping through countless streams of data till hitting on his. His name was Adam. As the constant pages showed up details on the man before her, she kept stealing glances at his face before finally figuring him out. She tapped in a code, and the holographic signal ended, the panel closing. 

“Alright Adam…Wake up!” 

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IceTe3a: His body was hers to use, as she typed away on him using him like a laptop, she watched her life unfold as she continued to delve deeper into more and more information. She then looks him up, learning about his past, what he was, and who he was now. She types in a code into him as his system accepts it, rebooting his eyelids close and open several times as he groans “Jesus fucken Christ” he said as he had just woken up, he looks around the room as he glances over at the female kneeling before him. She had knocked him out cold and by the looks of things accessed him, using him to her needs. 

His systems not allowing him to move for the moment as he laid still, only his head was given access to move around, allowing him to breath talk and stay awake for the time being. *Groans* “What have you…” his right eye was flashing at him *Intelligence Agent Highly trained – Rated Lethal – Direct Link access Augmentation. So. She was a somebody, and it looks like he had just rewired her back to her old self, so now she remembers everything and how to do everything. She had a Direct link augmentation in her brain great.. Direct access to anything mechanical or Tech based.. That meant him as well. 

Explains why he couldn’t move at all as he glanced over at her and groaned again “What do you want” he sighed as he tried to move again, “You were a simple job ok. Nothing more, Nothing less.” He groaned again knowing full well she’d want to know why he was after her, but something told him she would have already looked that up. “You’re just lucky I didn’t turn around instead of trying to fix my damn self” he cursed himself for not giving himself a Maintenance now look what it’s gotten himself into, he really needed to find someone who could help with that. 

“You’re not getting anything else out of me” he said as he closed his eyes, he wished he could have a smoke right about now, as he thought about earlier, this will teach him for not minding his own business, he had the chance to not go to the roof top, and then he had the chance not to go find her and hunt her down. But he did any way; I don’t think she’ll take to kindly to having him hunt her down and drag her to the resistance to be used as their tool of use. But now, he was hers for the time being anyway, but did she realize it? He starts to search his network, she’d only reprogrammed him temporarily, and only his movement. Nothing more, so she doesn’t know what she has in front of her.. Or does she? Just what was she going to do with him. He was a useful tool to have on someone’s belt, he was worth a lot to either side, but what exactly was her aim in this? Either way he would not play part in her game, at least not willingly. 

CharlotteCarrendar: – Rain reached inside Adam’s coat pocket and took out a packet of cigarettes. She flicked the lid open and withdrew two, placing one partially in between his lips, then did the same for herself. She then dug deeper for his lighter and snatched that out too. Lighting her cigarette, she then pressed their cigarettes together and lit his for him, before tossing the lighter on the bed nearest them. Awakened into her true self, she was a lot more ballsy than the Officer known as Rayne Redding. 

“I’ll be the judge of that. So, according to your files you were out for an easy bounty and came across me. I guess I should be thanking you for saving me in that alley. That..was you, wasn’t it?” She said, taking a long drag, before tilting her head back and releasing a ring of smoke. She lowered her head and stared at him directly. 

“The resistance need my help, huh? Nice way to go about it. Sending you in as the warm up act. Fuck.” She leaned back against the bed and drew up one knee, which she eased her forearm onto. It was all becoming clear what was going on. “That man…or should I say Borg in the alley. He is an example of what happens when you play with fire.” She stared at Adam and then asked. “You were human once, weren’t you? What did they do to you?” She presumed that the Brotherhood had something to do with it. 

“Universal soldier gone AWOL?” 

She took another drag of her cigarette and waited to hear it from him directly. 

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IceTe3a: He sighed as she started asking questions, she had lit a cigarette for him and left it in between his lips for him to smoke it, he took a drag and let it out moments later with a sigh of relief. He was true to what he said earlier, he wasn’t going to give her any information willingly. She had asked if it was him that saved her in the alley, he didn’t bother answering that she already knew the answer. She was just trying a tactic to get him to talk, a real smooth one but he’s been through all this before; He knew how this game worked. 

His eyes flicked over to her as he glanced her over once more, he could see she had changed, ever since she got her memory back she was less of a rookie that has seen no action. Now she was more.. gutsy, more bad assed to put it simply, as she asked if he was ever truly a man, he knew the answer, but didn’t see why she needed to know this information. Either way, if she really wanted to know anything about anything all she needed to do was access him once more and start searching through his database, he was one big walking laptop with every record on everything placed into him. So she just wanted to see if she could make him talk? Or to try and make some sort of emotional connection between two humans. 

He took another drag of the cigarette as he blew the smoke out again, He was refusing to talk or even give her any recognition as he stared up at the ceiling, lying perfectly still. He could just continue to state his name, old rank and where he was from like they taught the military to do when being questioned by the enemy, but this was no enemy of war. She was a Intelligence agent, if she wanted to get information He doubt anything would stop her from trying to gain that information as it was her job, among other things. 

CharlotteCarrendar: Rain shook her head, seeing he was responsive but unwilling to speak to her on a human level. She actually made the move to straddle him as he lay on the floor, looking at the ceiling to avoid eye contact. She leaned forward and rested her forearms on his chest. This was pretty forward considering what he was. 

“Monkey see no evil, speak or hear it, right?” She blew a cloud of smoke on his face, before continuing. “I get it. Well, if I wanted I could just flip top that wrist panel and get the details myself, but I won’t.” Rain let out a sigh before sitting back up again and relaxing. “You have no idea what it feels like to have everything you thought you knew to be a big fat lie. The very bastards I worked for demoting me to this life. If you can even call it a life.” 

She pushed herself up and off him, rising to standing. She could see the blaze of lights hitting the streets outside. Making her way to the window, she peered out into the night and saw it for herself. Legion gunners ships. The Zen must know she is missing. “Shit!” she cried when she saw them, falling back behind the curtain, as a massive ship went past the window. The emblem of Zen on the side. It was no longer safe there. It was no longer safe anywhere. 

“I gotta get out of here.” 

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IceTe3a: He watched as she came to a stand, and walked over to him, she than straddled his waist and leaned down onto his chest as she looked down to him, he had no choice but to see her in his field of view. She basically stated to him she understood he was purposely not talking to her, but at any given time she would be able to flip open his hatch and get the details she needed without his consent. ‘Not while I still live and breathe’ he thought to himself as he watched her let out a sigh and sat back up on him. ‘You have no idea what it feels like to have everything you thought you knew to be a big fat lie.’ She had stated, If only she knew just exactly who she was using as a chair at this very moment and just how he got to be like this, perhaps she would reword what she had just said. 

He’d never tell her though, what was the use of sharing past life experiences with someone you’re hired to take out? He felt her shift her weight as she came to a stand, walking over to the window she peered out into the night and glanced back into the room “Shit!” she cried out as she stated that she had to get out of here. Fortunately she had given him access to use his head as he changed his field of view to allow him to see what was outside, Zen Legion gunner ships, armed to the teeth with rather nasty guns, amongst that they could carry up to 10 troops each also armed up with rather nasty guns. He could withstand quiet the punishment as his body displaced most the pressure from any bullet outwards, this in turn made the impact force lessen thus allowing his body to get shot at quiet a lot more. Normal bullets could never take him down, he was designed to single handily win wars, not to die from a single shot high powered rifle. 

She was in a spot of trouble and they both knew it, he smirked as his lips part “Run rabbit, Run” he arched a brow as his hues glanced down to her, he wasn’t going to help her; Not this time. But just what exactly was she going to do to get out of this situation? Not like she had the equipment or knowledge of the area to escape here unscaved. Either way looks like people were starting to realize she had gone missing and they wanted her back badly, and once they figured out she had remembered, they’d rewire her again. “Enjoy being rewired back to a brand new life again” he chuckled as he laid there on the floor waiting for her next move. 

CharlotteCarrendar:- Turning slowly, she heard the snide comments coming from the merc called Adam. “Oh sure..now you decide to flap your gums.” She knew he had a point, but did he have to rub it in. She moved quickly across the room, and started to take off all his weapons –basically arming herself since she would need to make her way back out onto the street. Till she could hot wire a car and get out of the Dead Zone fast. She took off his M1911 holster and gun, then unceremoniously relived him of his trench coat, and any other weapons he had upon his person. He was a touch heavy so this made it awkward but she managed it. 

Putting on his weapons and his trench coat, the last thing she took was his cigarettes packet, the lighter off the bed and his account card. The coat was a touch big on her but for now it would have to do. She went to head for the door, as the timer for the code was counting down to the dying seconds. 

“I’d ask you to wish me luck, but…we both know that won’t happen. So let’s hope not to meet again, eh? Chow.” 

And with that, she left the apartment. 

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IceTe3a: He watched as she came back from the window over to him, she started going through his pockets as she started stripping him of everything he had on his self, first she took his custom M1911, then his smokes and credit swipe. Lastly she literally took the shirt off his back, leaving him laying on the floor unarmed, she came to stand as he watched her carefully, oh he’d get her back for this one. He didn’t bother saying anything as she stripped him of all he had, that he was expecting, he would have to return back to his place and re gear up then hunt her down for his equipment back. 

She went for the door as she looked back, she said ‘I’d ask you to wish me luck, but we both know that won’t happen. So let’s hope not to meet again, eh? Chow.’ And with that she disappeared out of the door leaving him on the floor, Oh he was planning on meeting her again that much was for sure. The code she had input into his systems was about to remove itself allowing his systems to reboot and he would have full access again. She would be long gone by now into the darkness out of the way of the Zen. 

Footsteps could be heard marching in the hotel as doors slammed open and people were screaming, they were doing a room to room search. “Fuck…” he said out loudly, if they found him, he’d be screwed. Finally the code was removed, now only his system needed to reboot, his system started to reboot slowly, but he already knew it was too late. *Boom* the door slams open as Zen soldiers rush in and surround his body, they scan his eyes as a call comes through one of their headsets *It’s Him, we finally found him, bring him back to base We’ll have the scientists ready to dissect him so we can finally mass produce” His systems rebooted fully but it was already too late, several of the guards shove tazers into his body, attempting to overload his systems. “AARRRRGH” It didn’t overload him but it made him scream loudly before passing out. The Zen warships flew off into the night sky as it left a transport truck for the soldiers to place Adam in along with them for the ride home. 

It took 6 guys to pick him up and drag him down the stairs and out to the street where they dumped his unconscious body, he was heavy too heavy for them to lift anymore, one good thing about his body some would say. As they started to discuss just how they were going to lift his body up into the truck, he laid there able to see everything but his systems were unconscious once more. He had been put back on the radar and now he was captured, they were going to tear him open and find out what they did right so they could mass produce more like him for their own personal use. 

He laid there as 3 soldiers went into the truck and drove off, leaving the last three soldiers to surround his body and keep a look out, they were obviously waiting for something with a bit more power to come pick him up, so they were left to make sure he didn’t escape their grasp this time otherwise it would mean their heads. He was awake to his entire surroundings but unable to do anything about it, as he cursed himself for even going to the rooftop tonight. He will know better next time that much was for sure, just how was he going to get out of this one.

 

Rain – Chapter Two.

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Rain

Chapter Two

The Game begins

Writers
CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a 

CharlotteCarrendar: – That voice – Rayne had heard it before. Long ago, while in her training days, and just after graduation. But it can’t be him. The young officer turned her weapon and flash light towards the dark silhouette of a man that was wearing a long black leather coat, fedora, dark shades, and carrying a jewel tipped cane. Immaculate; considering just where she was. As he came out from the shadows, his right cheek bore the disfiguring mark gained from an accident, possibly an explosive device. It was his voice she recognised first, not his appearance. That had altered greatly. Siliver flecks of hair was shown just under the brim of his hat. He bore a malicious grin, as he approached the Officer. “Stay back!” Her voice rang out but only was answered by laughter, till she heard a voice in her ear piece. Someone clearly had broken through the Squad comms system, and was watching the scene unfold. Her green eyes darted right as she listened to the man’s voice. Warning her about at least 8 other people all tracking her, along with the man now approaching her in the alley. The voice in her ear piece suggested running, but with the man in front of her coming closer, she was curious as to why her squad helicar blew up, and why she was even on this shift, and in this area. 

“I’m sorry, Officer Redding. But you see, you are rather special. Yes. Even with your poor performance in the field tonight. That is why I arranged for this….meeting.” ~Arranged?~ So this WAS a set up. Rayne’s hand trembled as she held the fire arm and then made the threat. “Come one step closer and I shoot!” The young Officer curled her finger tighter around the trigger, and the man simply laughed at her. “You could…try to shoot me; however it will take a lot more than that to kill me, my Dear Officer Redding.” The man took another step, and Rayne opened fire, shooting the man five times before running out of ammo. The man’s body shook as each bullet ripped through his jacket and shirt, but the strange part was, no blood splatter. He merely righted himself again and then took another step forward. “I …did warn you, Officer Redding.” 

Rayne immediately threw the firearm at the man and turned on her heel and ran, as fast as she could from the man, who simply walked along behind her, knowing that she would not get far, not with the area being surrounded. She was a special case. One of the few Squad members alive who could break into any computer or machine’s main frame and rework it in such a way that it would go against all former programming. Rayne knew the Zen inside out, and more secrets than even they had imagined. So; she was taken on a special assignment, and whilst in Cried City she was kidnapped by the Elders and reprogrammed to that of a surveillance officer of the Squad. She was placed into the Squad patrols on purpose, as her Commanders and the hierarchy of the Zen decided what to do with her. It was safer for them, to keep her where they could see her; but they didn’t count on the Source trying to find her. 

Running down the empty street and now unarmed, she was a sitting duck to the man following her. 

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IceTe3a: **Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom* Five shots were made, that was a confirmed shooting as he sighed slightly, sounds like the rookie has the shakes as he rubs his stubbled chin. “Spraying your ammo just wastes it.” He said over the comms as he heard her softly panting, she was obviously running at this point as he glanced around his room and sighed. Putting his long trench coat back on, he collects his custom M1911, three knives and places them all into his trench coats hidden slots. He walks for the door as the lights of the loft starts to turn off, the jukebox stops playing as the room starts to seal itself, the main door opens up for him to exit. 

Coming out to the side alley which was the only way to get into his loft the door slams shut behind him locking itself, as he walks straight into the darkness. He had decided to stalk her, to see how this would play out and who was following her. At the very least he needed to make sure he wasn’t on anyone’s radar, he sticks to the shadows where he would go unnoticed, reaching for his pocket he pulls out a small Ntech tracking signal these things were indestructible but easily removed. Harder to put onto someone as there needed to be direct contact, he could hear her running her steps echoing as she ran down the dark alley way. 

He needed to be able to put the tracking device on her without her knowing it was on her or realizing he was there. But how could he get close enough, without her realizing he was there. He quickly ducked down a tight alleyway it was tight enough for one person to walk through as he glanced both ways, she’d come down this way for sure. He had to step over junk, broken wooden fences among other trash that was scattered over the floor. Clearing some of the trash from the floor he laid down on the cold cement floor, it was dark enough so no one could see him, as she passed by he would have to place the tracker on her. He’d just have to hope she wouldn’t step on him. 

“Keep going down that path, there’s a tight alleyway up a head, go through there and you should out move him” he said hooking the bait up as he laid there waiting for her to pass through the alleyway. Once she came past him even if she trod on him he would place the tracker on her person and wait for her to clear the alleyway before he got back up and start to follow her again. All he’d have to do is waiting for the right time, and then he could start getting to the bottom of this. Once he had her in his eyesight, he will scan her for her File and see just who she is and what section she was from, but he’ll have to get a good shot of her face to be able to get a perfect scan. 

CharlotteCarrendar: – Sprinting down the road, her heart rate accelerating as she turned a corner and onto another larger street. All around her were burnt out car wrecks and rubbish piled high like mini garbage tips. This really was the worst part of the city and no place for an unarmed Squad member. Hated by all levels of society, she could easily be lynched if caught by anyone. Without backing and her helicar, she was now in a situation that would be hard to get out of. So this is what that Security guard meant. Was she to become another statistic on the wall? The man was still following her but at some distance away, while the voice in her ear piece seemed to be the only one who was doing anything to help her. ““Keep going down that path, there’s a tight alleyway up a head, go through there and you should out move him” Hearing this she turned into the tight alley just as he instructed, but then discovered all too late that it was a dead end. Running up to a brick wall, she let out a horrified gasp. She rummaged on her utility belt for something that would protect her, but all she had was a taser. What good would that be to a borg? He’d probably get off on it. The shadow’s lengthened to the point she finally saw the man turn the corner. 

”Well well well…we meet again, Officer Reed.” 

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IceTe3a: He waited, and waited as he lay on the floor of the alleyway for her to pass by; it shouldn’t take this long for her to run straight through. He came to a kneel as he looked around, Rookie got lost in the maze of alleyways no doubt. He sighed slightly as he listened into her radio frequency. He glanced up the walls were close enough together, as he scaled them leaning against one and climbing up with the other he hit to the rooftops as he started to look around for her. She was close but where exactly was she? He arched a brow as he started moving from rooftop to rooftop checking the alleyways as he jumped the roofs. 

He sighed as he turned on his electronic current view to find her earpiece again, surely enough there it was “That’s a dead end stupid, can’t you follow simple directions” he said but it was too late, he heard her breathing become heavy as the other male’s voice came into play. He sighed as he went into a sprint jumping across the rooftops he could hear the conversation that was going on, pulling out his custom M1911 he glanced at the other view, a robot? No all robots were Ntech designed for the military or Squad… A Borg, someone who had butchered their body to attach half assed Ntech gear on it, they weren’t up to military standards but they had a advantage over normal human’s even if the gear was second rate. 

Coming to a stop above the alleyway they female was in he glanced down at the two, knowing full well that he was already in to far he needed to do this and get out, he jumped into the air as he turned upside down, falling head first down into the alleyway his legs split as his feet hit the brick walls of the alleyway on either side, he came to a stop hanging upside down 3/4th of the way up the wall, his M1911 switched to tazer rounds, designed by the military to take out Robotics this bullet would stop the borgs mechanic parts from working, until he had his next half assed maintenance that is. 

Taking perfect aim he lets fly a single bullet *Boom* hitting the Borg directly in the chest, as the pulse surges throughout the man’s body shutting down his tech, That’s what you get for forcing half assed tech into your body, it doesn’t work properly and is susceptible to tazor rounds. He watches as the man’s body seizes up, Adams head looking directly down at the female’s body he was in the cover of the dark skies so she wouldn’t be able to see him. 
Loosening his press on his feet he comes down right behind the young Female his head down to her ass as his hand reaches for the Tracking device he presses it firmly against her back under her shirt, a slight pinch would be felt. He kept directly still as he hung upside down his back pressed against the alleyway wall behind him as she was directly in front her back facing him. “What are you waiting for? Run..” 

CharlotteCarrendar: The borg went totally still, as though the hard wiring components had been compromised; it then collapsed to its knees as soon as the full effect of the taser round hit home. Rayne was in shock as everything was happening at once. She thought she was a goner for sure, and yet the man was shot by an unknown marksman and stopped dead in his tracks. But would he rise again and take chase? The young Officer feels an odd pinch on the back of her neck, and almost swats at it, but she then hears the man speak again into her ear piece. “What are you waiting for? Run..” Rayne did run, straight past the smoking borg and out into the street again. She turned right and then ran up the main street, her mind wild with the notions that more were after her. It was like a game of cat and mouse, and she needed to find somewhere to hide. A few more blocks and she sees an abandoned church, the door half hanging off it’s hinges. Surely no one would dare follow her in there. 

She runs up the steps and leaps over a fallen beam, only to enter the decaying church. Within high ceilings and rows of pews greeted her, with the sounds of pigeons cooing high up in the beams. A single candle is lit at the top of the church. So many candles, yet one is lit? She looks behind her and sees no one is following her. She looks for a place to hide herself, and goes to the confessional, where she enters the door and sits down. Rocking back and forth, she starts to pray. 

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IceTe3a: She was a nobody, otherwise she’d have realized he was behind her, and would have done something about it. Let alone letting a strange man guide her supposable out of trouble a new recruit for the Squad, how’d she even get past their tests he would never know. This was obviously no Spec ops commando, let alone a quality member of the Squad force; she was some rookie who still had her green horns. He watched as she ran off into the night, he checked his signal was working, confirming it was attached properly he sighed, waste of a location tracker really. He let his feet lose grip as he fell down to the ground onto a hand stand, he slowly fell back onto his feet as he came to a full stand. “Alright rookie, you’re on your own. I was never here” and with that he disconnected his link to her ear piece. Determining she was a no body, just a rookie with unlucky habits. 

*Groans* he glanced down as he saw the borg, some people are that desperate for power they are willing to bucher their bodies and implant poorly graded Ntech into their bodies just for a slight advantage pathetic really. *Slam* Adam’s pistol hilt slams straight into the guys back head knocking him out cold “Night night” He said softly as he casually walked out of the alleyway. After a uneventful night like this he wanted to get back to his loft and relax. 

He sighed as he came out to the main street and holstered his M1911 in his trench coat, casually strolling down the sidewalk he headed back him, nothing eventful was going on as the streets became quiet again for the rest of the walk. Coming back to his door it scanned his hand *Beep Beep* as the door swings open the lights flick on and the juke box starts playing music loudly She’s my cherry pie was the song of choice at the moment. As he threw his coat off leaving it to lay on the floor, he walked around his loft topless as he poured himself another drink. 

“Should never have left the couch” he sighed as he lit up a cigarette taking a drag he held it in for awhile getting a stronger hit as he blew it out and sipped some of his scotch. He never bothered to keep the front door locked, nor turn the music down. One people weren’t stupid enough to follow him one, two people weren’t stupid enough to walk into a man’s house who chooses to live in the dead zone that’s asking for it. After a few moments of drinking his scotch he passed out on the couch his Lit cigarette still lit sitting in between his lips as it slowly burned away in the course of the night. 


CharlotteCarrendar: – Many different kinds of people lived and worked in the Dead Zone. There was someone paying close attention to the goings on since the attack on the helicar, to the shooting of the borg operative. Another being, cloaked by the darkness was across the street, and as the girl sprinted away, he held back and waited for the gunman to pass, before he went in a different direction. The girl was now, on her own. Only not for long. Pulling down the wide brim of his hat, he followed on after the girl, who had run into what looked to be an abandoned church. His long shadow stretched out before him, as he too went through the broken doors. He crossed himself at the top of the aisle, before glancing over at the confessional, where he could hear the light muttering of a feminine voice in prayer. An idea formed in his head, and seeing at someone had lit a candle, he decided to take on the role of the priest. He entered the Priest’s door and sat down, before pulling the small door across, and showing the hiding girl that she was no longer alone. Rayne sat bolt upright to hear the noise then see the shadowy figure on the other side of the window, though he was obscured by the grill that separated them. He coughed lightly as though waiting for her….confession. Having not done something like this in forever, she thought she better play along. “Forgive me father for I have sinned. It has been…err…well, a few years since my last confession.” The man in the hat nodded and grunted to signal he understood. A silent pause followed as Rayne fiddled with her hands. Should she tell him that she just watched a borg being shot in the alley? That she is part of the patrols for the Squad? Then it hit her just what to say. “I…I keep having these dreams. And I really don’t understand them. See, I never really thought I was good with computers.” Now this is where the man on the other side became more interested. He leaned closer to the grill and coughed again. Rayne continued. “These..Dreams have become more regular of late. Walls of screens, and I am seated in front of a terminal. All these codes keep spinning past – flashing before my eyes, and yet…yet I can understand it, like…reading a child’s book. “ She holds her hand up to her mouth and picks at her lip nervously. “Then…I cracked a code. Something that I wasn’t supposed to see. It was of the Zen. But in my life, I have only done work for the Squad. I mean, I do patrols. I’m not into computers. Hell, I can’t even programme my alarm clock.” She rocks forward and says. “I keep having the same dream….it’s like a broken record, and I just don’t understand. I mean, what is that? Is it a message? A sign?” This had been plaguing her…for well over a year. 

The man on the other side coughed again. He knew who she was. He also knew why the borg was after her. She was the one. “Say three hail Marys for the next week.” Rayne blinked. That was it? No words of advice? She scratched her cheek and then he snapped closed the window, leaving her sitting there to contemplate. After a minute, she exited the confessional and went to go pray before the cross. 

The man in the wide brimmed hat emerged, and then followed Rayne so he was standing right behind her. He watched her quietly, letting her have her moment to pray, and then he spoke. 

“The Dead Zone is not a place for the young and fool hardy. Especially dressed as you are.” 

Rayne turned around and saw the man behind her. He appeared non threatening, but still she was worried. “I’m Officer Redding of the 54th Division night patrol” The man nodded and then said. “And they usually go out in pairs. You are alone. A… very dangerous position to be in. I suggest you find a place for the night and then leave at dawn. It’s just safe that way.” 
The officer thought for a moment, and then asked. “Do you know of a place?” 

“There is a hotel, just a block down called Bexter’s Beat. He puts up people, but uhm…you might want to get rid of your coat and your hat. One whiff of the Squad on you and you be turned away and left for the rats of the Dead Zone.” He spoke wisely, and then took out a cigarette and lit it. “God….only helps those that help themselves.” 

True words. Rayne slowly took off her coat and then her hat, setting them down leaving on only a tank top beneath and her regulation pants. It would have to do. The man in the hat gestured for her to leave, and she took him up on it, walking past him, and then heading out to go find Bexter’s beat. The red hue of the cigarette was the last she saw of the man in the hat. She would meet up with him again…only the next time, he would not be alone. 

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