| 00:08:29 29 November 2010
On forum: 04/15/2007
Chapter 11: Suicide Mission|
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After the cliffhanger, Gremlin and co. finally meet with Sakharov in Yantar to discuss their plan of action to gather the remaining pieces of the puzzle in hopes of solving the sudden aggression in mutants throughout the Zone and the goal behind the Military's experiments. Nimbus' fate also hangs in the balance after he dove into a swarm of mutated cats to save Alek - a Merc who became trapped in Dead City.
Preview (full link below):
Virtue hugged his raincoat tightly around his body, thinking it would somehow conceal him more as he leaned out from around the irradiated car; one of countless more in the vehicle scrapyard he had decided to explore while patrolling the neutral outpost in the Garbage. The Bandits outnumbered him and blocked the easiest way out. If he moved he would be seen. There were two choices: try to stay hidden, or kill them all.
One of the Bandits looked strikingly familiar. As he turned Virtue could make out a shotgun in his hands and three large scars on his face. As he focused on him, the other Bandits disappeared deeper into the scrapyard but he continued to look in his direction.
Does he see me?
Virtue wondered as he ducked back behind the car. As he peered cautiously back around the car the Bandit was suddenly right in front of him. Virtue nearly jumped out of his skin as he fell onto his back, pulling a pistol from one of the front pockets on his raincoat.
“Loner!” he yelled and raised the barrel of his shotgun to level with Virtue’s head.
Virtue yelped and fired a shot at him, hitting him right between the eyes. The Bandit’s eyes rolled back in his head and he fell to his knees, collapsing onto his side. His dead eyes stared back at Virtue in anger. Despite his efforts, Virtue could not bring himself to look away. He knew this man. His eyes continued to stare back at him accusingly. He reached his hand out cautiously to close them, trembling as his fingers neared the sockets.
“It’s all your fault.” the corpse said, miraculously. Virtue jumped away as it stood to its feet, blood forking down his face. He closed his eyes as the shotgun leveled with him.
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| 18:44:51 18 November 2010
On forum: 10/19/2010
Epic, again. I dare to say that this is the best stalker story out there.
Also dont want to sound like a partypooper but I think what you did was a good choice, although I still hate to see him go. It gives the charechter there mortatily back.