back with a vengeance
On forum: 07/31/2003
Part 1: "Insertion"
His worst fear had become a reality. A clever controller and his inept ability of mind control.
Stories of controllers consuming peoples minds, even each others on occasion, were all too common. They say, however, coming across one is a rarity, even in a hell-hole like "The Zone".
It all started on a scavenger mission, the "Crimson Hand", 2nd Platoon were ordered to secure the area and take any usefull equipment from a former military outpost.
One of their Scout's, Private Erik "Eagle Eye" Yavorsky, had spotted the outpost earlier that morning, but something was "out of place" as Erik himself put it. The question haunting everyones minds was "Why leave a perfectly fine outpost?". They would have the unfortunate luck in finding out first-hand.
As they inserted via helicopter, the outpost had a purple mist on the ground. The instant they stepped off you could have heard a pin drop, eery silence allowed them to hear their very hearts beat ferociously. The dark scenery on the outskirts of the facility were lifeless, alive only with the sound of the birds circling above.
Instantly, the squad took the safety off their rifles and proceeded through the gate with extreme caution. Luitenant, Peretz Zohar ordered Ensigns, Babicka and Nalepa in first. Their flashlights switched on, they proceeded into the compound. A distant sound of barking dogs could be heard, but they didn't pay too much attention to it as it sounded quite a while away, however it did shake them up a little.
All of a sudden they could hear a metallic noise on the ground, as if a tin was pushed, everyones' ironsights fixed on this location. Sweat dripping down their faces, glowing in the purple mist and the bright moonlight, they were afraid of what the night could concuct. One rat came out of a small pot-hole in the road, cocky Ensign, Babicka began laughing, pulled out his firearm and shot it square in the chest. The rest of the squad joined him, in a situation such as this, one has to make the best of things. Seconds later they heard a loud sound of scratching and squeaking, laughter soon turned to silence. From the hill to their left they could see the ground moving, at night this is how it looked. Knowing that the time had come, everyone quickly turned their rifles towards the mass of rats spouting from the dark hills and opened fire.
The formerly green coloured grass had soon become red with blood after a few short minutes of gun-fire. Their minds at rest, they emptied the chambers and discarded the spent clips, replacing them quickly with a full one. The rest of the rats and wolf-rats quickly turned and retreated, looking down around them they could see a river of crimson red, and Ensign, Nalepa laying almost lifeless on the gravel road. No-one heard him scream, or fall to the floor, but there he was..
Realizing the smell of his open wounds would attract unwanted attention, they quickly picked him up and proceeded on to the main facility. Once inside, they propped him up against the wall and assessed his wounds. It seemed he had only been victim to small rat bites to his ankles and shins, on his way down he hit his head off a rock and knocked himself unconscious.
A few minutes past and Nalepa opened his eyes slowly, and began mumbling, but people often talked alot of nonsense when semi-conscious, so the squad ignored him and continued treating his wounds.
Realizing they could be stranded there until evac, 2nd Luitenant, Danylo Samek began sifting through the computer systems to lock down the facility and use the stationary camera access. He soon found the lock-down codes and closed all doors and access to the facility, but the cameras were inoperable.
Danylo Samek: "I've got the lock-down access codes sir, but the cameras are out of operation" Luitenant, Peretz Zohar: "Ok, get the doors locked down and see to his wounds. Yavorsky, on me."
Lt. Zohar and Ensign, Yavorsky began searching the rooms for potential threats. The dust from the carpets swept into their faces with each step. As they came to the 4th room down the hall, the door appeared jammed or locked from within. "I can pick the lock." boasted Yavorsky. "Get it open then soldier." replied the Luitenant. "Yes sir".
The Luitenant put his back to the hallway wall and ordered Yavorsky to boot it open on his command. This was a procedure both of them had done back in their anti-terrorist training years earlier. "3... 2... 1... GO GO GO!" screamed the Luitenant. BLAM. The door swung open to reveal a terrified Soldier who opened fire on them as they entered. "STAY AWAY! YOULL NEVER TAKE MY MIND!". Both Yavorsky and Zohar sought cover behind the concrete walls until he had used his whole clip on the opposite wall. They quickly moved in and disarmed the frightened man, stood him up and began asking some questions.
Luitenant, Zohar: "What happened here?"
Ensign, Yavorsky: "Where is it now?"
Soldier: "D-don't know. Are you here to rescue me and my outfit?"
Luitenant, Zohar: "No. Wheres the rest of our outfit? I haven't seen any bodies."
Soldier: "Most started turning on us. T-the c-controller made them shoot us. It was horrible. I ran, didn't s-see what happened after that."
Ensign, Yavorsky: "Sir, shouldn't we keep searching? This thing might still be in here."
Luitenant, Zohar: "Ok, let's get back to the others and report in. If there is one we'll need all the firepower we have. And see if Nalepa is able to fight. We can't drag his ass everywhere."
Ensign, Yavorsky: "Yes sir."
When they got back to the control room where Nalep and Babicka were, Nalep was back on his feet, barely.
2nd Luitenant, Damylo Samek: "Ok, get your shit together, lock n' load. We got us a controller. Before you freak remember, it can only take over the weak-minded. Be strong and remember who the enemy is!"
The squad replied: "Sir, Yes, Sir!"
2nd Luitenant, Damylo Samek: "One last thing.. If your teammate pulls a gun on you, kill him. We only have one chance at this and I don't wanna lose ya out there"
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