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  18:32:50  26 January 2010
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billybob721
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Alexi's sentence

This is my first ever story (don't let that hold back what you reallythink of it either) and if you like it or want to see more in case it gets better I will work on it as quickly as I can (school is rearing its ugly head around the corner) so post what ever feedback you whether it be good or bad I need to learn to become better. (warning contains explicit langauge, don't know if i need to put this but i will incase)

Alexi’s Sentence

Prologue

The rain drummed on the roof of the courthouse Alexi was awaiting his sentence. He was caught only two days ago trying to rob one of the upper class citizens of Ukraine. He started to think to himself how well the justice system works if you have money. When his brother was murdered in cold blood it took 6 months before the Ukrainian police even looked at the case and in the end justice was never served for the Vodosky family. This was the reason why Alexi was standing here. His family hired a PI to investigate the murder after the case was closed and was swindled out of 10,000 rubbles which is a lot of money when you dig holes for living. So he had to feed his family somehow and he didn’t know any other way. He thought surely these rich bastards wouldn’t miss a few china plates and silver forks and as he looks back now if he had of waited 15 more minutes he would of gotten away with it.

He was in the middle of rummaging through a draw when he heard a light gasp from behind him. He turned slowly partly from shock and partly from the realization he was busted. The face he saw staring at him was that of a boy who had seen no more than 10 summers. Alexi did have a Makarov pistol but he knew before he even begun his thievery he would never turn it on the man of the house let alone his 10 year old son, he was a petty thief not homicidal. Alexi held a finger up to his mouth and made a shushing gesture but to no avail, the ten year old yelled at the top of his lungs “Papa come quick there is a smelly man in the house and he’s not the servant.” It was a few moments before angry shouts could be heard upstairs and then the loading of a BM-16 shotgun before finally ‘papa’ descended down the stairs and into the kitchen. “What the fuck are you doing in my house” yelled the man who was obviously not native because he had a strong British accent, “please sir, I was just trying to feed my family we ha….”
“Don’t give me that billyjack bullshit. If you wanted to feed your family you would be at the fridge not in the silverware”
“Yes but we want money so we would not always need to steal.”
“Yes but we want money so we would not always need to steal” the man said in a mocking tone “You can get fucked!” but before he could squeeze the trigger his wife ran into the kitchen and put a hand on his back “please Angus don’t do it let him have a trial and face the chair instead I don’t want to clean up the mess” it seemed to calm him down but I was shocked at her words she was just as ruthless as her husband. “Well okay Lana but just because you don’t want to clean it up and the because the boy is her but if you two weren’t, boy would I have my way with him.” everyone looked at the man that I had just learnt was named Angus with confusion “wait that came out wrong you know what I mean anyway.

“Alexi Pveta Vodosky”, Alexi snapped back to present taking a minute to remember where he was, “you are accused of breaking and entering, possession of stolen goods possession of illegal goods and injuring one of the households inhabitants with a knife” Angus the man of the house sat there with a bandaged arm(which everyone knew was fake but helped to make the punishment suit the charges) “how do you plea”. Alexi had no choice it was going to turn out the same just saying not guilty would delay the inevitable if only just. “Guilty” he said dryly, “now then you can face the chair” this was met by applause by Angus and his family “or” the clapping stopped abruptly and there were puzzled looking faces. “you can be left to die in a place called the zone”, “excuse, mister judge but what is this zone exactly?” Alexi asked puzzled
“The zone is a slice of heaven that was formed by the first Chernobyl NPP incident in 1986 and the second in 2006. it is a place of unimaginable horrors, people who aren’t people, animals who are ten times more vicious than a lioness protecting her cubs, and much more would await you if that is what you would so choose”.
“Mister judge I would like to go to the zone” gasps of confusion and outrage followed after this announcement.
  18:51:31  26 January 2010
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Ghost_22
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Great for a first story better than my prologue on my story for sure
  05:59:25  27 January 2010
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billybob721
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thanks for that Ghost 22 if you want I can get to work on the first chapter and post it later on
  06:18:09  27 January 2010
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What royally backwards country still uses the electric chair, let alone uses it on mere burglars?
  06:22:45  27 January 2010
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billybob721
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yeah reading that now I probably went a bit over the top top on that probably a jail sentence would have been better
  13:00:03  27 January 2010
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billybob721
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The fisrt chapter of Alexi's sentence

Chapter 1

The thumping of the hind’s rotor blades was deafening. Before being shoved on board Alexi was placed into cuffs and blindfolded, why this happened he had no idea what was he going to do overpower three well armed grunts then overpower the pilot and then fly the hind back, he barley knew how to drive a car let alone fly a helicopter. It was around two hours into the flight before the grunts yanked him off the floor and undid the cuffs and took of the blindfold before literally shoving him to the floor “sit you criminal piece of shit” yelled the grunt as he pushed him down this was met by raucous laughter from his friends. Typical grunts Alexi thought, they think they are tough beating up on an unarmed man. The grunts started to tell tales they had heard from the numerous military camps that had been set up since this thing called the brain scorcher had been shut off. “Yeah I heard from Doliska that just the other week something called a snork came rushing out of nowhere and they lost two guys before it was finally brought down” said one of the grunts, “that’s nothing, they say that at the camp in the Garbage or what ever it is three privates and a sergeant went on a patrol and only one came back he was caked in blood and shit and kept saying things like they are everywhere, we can’t kill them and when we shoot one it just disappears into a cloud of smoke. Before the commander could find out anything the guy took his Makarov and ended it” said another. Alexi sat listening in silence but couldn’t control his impulsive nature “so grunts what can you tell me about the zone?” he blurted out and just as soon as he finished he bit his tongue and waited for the blow to come.

It didn’t however and he then realized the hind had stopped and was lowering. One of the grunts got up and yanked him off the floor. “This is your stop you little shit” and gave him a punch in the stomach before continuing “it’s a shame you only bought a one way ticket” and with that the grunt dragged the winded Alexi towards the open ramp. The chopper was one and a half metres off the ground and wasn’t going to go any lower. The grunt dropped Alexi of the ramp and gave a signal to raise the ramp and pretty much get the fuck out of here.

Alexi fell and fell hard, he hit the ground with a thud and laid there for about a minute or two trying to get over the pain. He stood groggily and checked what was around him, a couple of trees, a few rocks and a swamp. Great he thought stuck in the middle of nowhere without any supplies or anything except the clothes on my back. He looked in the sky and saw the sun in the east. “Impossible” he mumbled “we left at around three o’clock and the flight wasn’t that long so how can the sun be rising?” He walked over to the swamp and saw the water had a sludge like consistency to it, he probably wouldn’t have drunk it anyway even if it did look clean. He walked east towards the sun and noticed that it wasn’t rising but setting. What the hell is going on here was all he was thinking as he walked for about another 30 minutes and came to a small tin structure next to a road. With the sun nearly gone Alexi wasn’t to keen to keep going and took cover in the structure. “What have you done Alexi Vodosky?” he said aloud “your impulsive and curious nature got you into this and your probably going to die a slow and painful death either from dehydration or hunger, that is if the fear doesn’t kill you first”. He pondered his decision as the darkness gripped the zone and at this point Alexi realized he was entirely alone as he tried to fall asleep knowing it would be a long night.
  19:24:06  27 January 2010
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---QUOTATION---
Alexi's sentence

This is my first ever story (don't let that hold back what you reallythink of it either) and if you like it or want to see more in case it gets better I will work on it as quickly as I can (school is rearing its ugly head around the corner) so post what ever feedback you whether it be good or bad I need to learn to become better. (warning contains explicit langauge, don't know if i need to put this but i will incase)

Alexi’s Sentence

Prologue

The rain drummed on the roof of the courthouse where Alexi was awaiting his sentence. He was caught only two days ago trying to rob one of the upper class citizens of Ukraine. He started to think to himself how well the justice system works if you have money. When his brother was murdered in cold blood, it took 6 months before the Ukrainian police even looked at the case and in the end justice was never served for the Vodosky family. This was the reason why Alexi was standing here. His family hired a PI to investigate the murder after the case was closed and was swindled out of 10,000 rubles, which is a lot of money when you dig holes for living. So he had to feed his family somehow and he didn’t know any other way. He thought surely these rich bastards wouldn’t miss a few china plates and silver forks and as he looks back now; if he had waited 15 more minutes he would of gotten away with it.

He was in the middle of rummaging through a drawer when he heard a light gasp from behind him. He turned slowly partly from shock and partly from the realization he was busted. The face he saw staring at him was that of a boy who had seen no more than 10 summers. Alexi did have a Makarov pistol but he knew before he even begun his thievery he would never turn it on the man of the house let alone his 10 year old son, he was a petty thief not homicidal. Alexi held a finger up to his mouth and made a shushing gesture but to no avail, the ten year old yelled at the top of his lungs “Papa come quick there is a smelly man in the house and he’s not the servant.” It was a few moments before angry shouts could be heard upstairs and then the loading of a BM-16 shotgun before finally ‘papa’ descended down the stairs and into the kitchen. “What the fuck are you doing in my house” yelled the man who was obviously not native because he had a strong British accent, “please sir, I was just trying to feed my family we ha….”
“Don’t give me that billyjack bullshit. If you wanted to feed your family you would be at the fridge not in the silverware”
“Yes but we want money so we would not always need to steal.”
“Yes but we want money so we would not always need to steal” the man said in a mocking tone “You can get fucked!” but before he could squeeze the trigger his wife ran into the kitchen and put a hand on his back “please Angus don’t do it let him have a trial and face the chair instead... I don’t want to clean up the mess” it seemed to calm him down but I was shocked at her words she was just as ruthless as her husband. “Well okay Lana but just because you don’t want to clean it up and the because the boy is her but if you two weren’t, boy would I have my way with him.” everyone looked at the man that I had just learnt was named Angus with confusion “wait that came out wrong you know what I mean anyway.

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---END QUOTATION---




Just a bit of grammar correction because grammar can make a good story bad.



Not being an ass, just helping you out.
  19:44:17  27 January 2010
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thanks for helping out

BTW Chapter 2 is well underway and probably be up later today
  02:36:35  28 January 2010
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Chapter 2
I hope your enjoying it and if you want me to add something i'll see what I can do.

Chapter 2

The sun was just starting to rise when Alexi was awoken by howling. “Come on Alexi it’s all in your head there is no howling”. He muttered to himself “there is probably no such place as the zone they just dropped you off in the middle of nowhere and are waiting for you to die from dehydration. Yeah that’s it.” Telling himself this calmed him down a little but the howling sounded again and this time it sounded closer. “No such thing, no such thing” he kept repeating. A few seconds later two white glowing eyes appeared about three metres away. “Now you’re seeing things, or maybe this is just a dream” he pinched himself hard, “fuck that hurt okay so it’s not a dream but it can’t be re…….” he cut himself off just as he saw a silhouette of a dogs body appear and this was the last thing he saw before he fainted due to the fear.

When Alexi came to he was lying next to a campfire with a gash on his left forearm and a splitting headache. He tried to get up but the pain was unbearable so he just laid there thinking about what he saw. His thoughts were interrupted when a man wearing a gasmask and an odd looking choice of apparel spoke to him “Shit you live” said the stranger with surprise “it wasn’t much I suppose, only a Pseudo dog bite but it could have been worse had I not got there, the names Package by the way and you are?”. Alexi took a little time to process the question and stammered “A….A….A….Alexi” which caused a rush of pain to his head. “Well Alexi” continued package “what the fuck are you doing in the Dark Valley without any equipment. You don’t even have the basic equipment of a stalker you know knife, pis……….” “Wait what did you say?” Alexi asked wincing with pain from each word.
“Knife” said Package looking puzzled.
“No before that” still more pain assaulting his head.
“The basic equipment of a stalker.”
“Yeah that, I wasn’t sent here because I was a stalker” the pain was nearly unbearable but he went on. “I was sent here because of a petty theft.”
“What the fuck are you talking about everyone in the zone is classed as a stalker.”
“The fucking zone doesn’t exist and if everyone here is a stalker this is one sick and perverted place.”
“Fuck you are as dumb as a post” a little bit of anger was rising in his voice “this is the zone you are in, it does exist and were not called stalkers because we stalk people, it’s because we hunt for artif…. You know what I’ll let you get some rest and see if that helps jog your memory.”
“NO! I want answers and want them no…” Alexi couldn’t stop himself from yelling but the pain was too much for him and he passed out.

As Alexi came to again the sun was starting to set but thankfully his headache had subsided. “So Alexi feeling better now?” asked Package “Do you remember anything from the past two days?.” “Yeah” replied Alexi “two days ago I was in a courthouse getting convicted for petty theft, yesterday I was transported by helicopter to this place you call the zone and this morning I was attacked by a dog.”
“Like I said before that was a Pseudo dog definitely not the friendliest creature in the zone but not the most deadly either.” Package proceeded to place some wood on the fire and continued. “So what you’re telling me is you’re from the outside”
“Yeah” replied Alexi.
“Well you’ve got a lot to learn and me not a lot of time to teach you.” He sat down opposite Alexi and began. “The zone is a place full of dangers hiding beauties, the dangers are mainly mutants, anomalies and some stalkers but the anomalies in particular are what create the beauties. These beauties are called artefacts and they sell for very high amounts.” Alexi’s eyes lit up at this “how much are they worth” he asked intrigued
“I see the glint in your eyes you want to find some. But let me warn you they are not easy to acquire, numerous stalkers have gone artefact hunting and vanished .This was because of the anomalies, they protect the artefacts you see. Some tear men to shreds others burn them to crisps. If you are going to be wander…”

The lesson went well into the night and Alexi learnt many things. From making sure you throw a bolt in front of you whenever you are in an anomalous area to some of the most important items to have like a bag of bolts, a knife, anti radiation drugs, medkits and the list went on. At the end he curled up to sleep by the fire as Package stood watch.
  09:40:43  30 January 2010
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The third chapter of Alexi's sentence

Chapter 3

Rain splashed onto Alexi’s face as he awoke with a start. He had, had a dream about the Pseudo dog attacking him and it ended with him getting his throat ripped out. The fire had become nothing more than charcoal and ashes and as Alexi wiped the sleep from his eyes he realized Package was nowhere to be seen. As he got up and walked around a little bit he noticed an old pack lying next to where Package had stood watch for the night. “He must have left it by accident” Alexi muttered “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I looked inside”. He undid the buckles and checked the contents. A bag of bolts, a knife, some vodka, some provisions and a PDA was inside. Strange he thought these were some of the most important items he told me about last night.
“Maybe”, he picked up the PDA and turned it on it was an old and worn out looking thing, the screen had many scratches, the call button was missing and the paint had all but disappeared.

Alexi fiddled with it for a few minutes and found the messages and notifications section there was only one message titled Good Luck. It read, Alexi sorry about abruptly leaving but I have affairs that require me to be elsewhere and these are none of your concern. You will have found the pack I have given you and hopefully have noticed what these items have in common with each other. This should be enough to get you to the Cordon provided you don’t make contact with anyone. After reading this message go to the maps section and you will see I have marked the location of the Cordon on there. Alexi what you have to do is simple get to the rookie village at the Cordon and they will be able to help you from there and one last thing. Good hunting stalker.

Alexi repeated parts of the message to himself “Look at map section, go to the Cordon, get to rookie village.” If the navigation key had worked properly he probably would have been at the maps section in 30 seconds but it was buggered and took him 5 minutes. “Okay” he said “it looks like the quickest route to the Cordon from the Dark Valley is through an old train tunnel. There seems to be some sort of note stuck next to the tunnel. Beware of anomalies.” He whispered to himself. “This looks like the only chance I’ve got of survival.” He packed his newly acquired kit and headed for the tunnel.

Alexi was thankful for the built in GPS because without it he would have been hopelessly lost. Avoiding the built up areas left him in locations without distinguishable landmarks as far as he was a concerned a tree was a tree and a rock was a rock. He stopped after half an hour of walking to rest. Although not as painful as yesterday his headaches had come back. He rested in an orchard for about five minutes eating some of the bread Package had left him and dropping his guard. While taking a bite from the bread Alexi didn’t hear the sound of paws rustling leaves until they were right behind him. He turned slowly and saw a dog and not just any dog it was revolting. All of its fur was missing; its eyelids were shut and it smelt like it had just been rolling in another creature’s long dead carcass.

The dog gave a low growl and started circling Alexi. It was sizing him up; to see how much effort it would take to bring him down. Alexi was gripped with fear he was tempted to run but knew this what ever it was could outrun him. He did the only other thing he could do he clutched his knife and unsheathed it. The dog sensed a change in Alexi’s demeanour and bared its teeth as Alexi held the knife out in front of him not letting his grip loosen for fear he would drop it. They stood there dog and man looking at each other before the dog pounced at Alexi, but Alexi ducked out of the way just in time. He still gripped the knife and was waiting for the dog to get to close to plunge it into its neck. The dog came again but rather than pouncing it rushed at him Alexi wasn’t quick enough it barrelled him over and to Alexi’s horror his grip loosened on the knife and it went flying. For a skinny little thing the dog was strong, it had Alexi’s arms pinned and it was about to sink its teeth into his neck, so Alexi did the only thing he could think of. The teeth had started to touch the skin when Alexi with all the force he could muster head butted the dog. The dog howled with pain so did Alexi the headache that was just starting to subside had flared up again and with a new found intensity. He didn’t let this stop him he gripped the dog by the hind legs and whacked its head against the nearest tree with each hit he yelled out words of anger “die!”, thud, “you!”, thud, “mother!”, thud “fucker!”, thud. After the fourth hit he dropped the dogs corpse and watched it twitch a little before it finally stopped moving. As soon as the adrenalin wore off Alexi realised that this was the first creature he had ever killed and he did it in one of the most brutal ways. He sat down and tried to collect his thoughts but the sight of the body made him throw what little he had to eat up.

He picked up his pack and continued even though the headaches were back he had to push on he had already lost valuable time and wanted to be out of the Dark Valley before nightfall. He stuck to the wilderness and avoided human contact. The only other signs of life he saw were a few rodents scurrying towards a factory complex. The PDA read 1837 23/04/16 when he arrived at the train tunnel. It was devoid of all life not even a breeze blowed through it. He took a deep breath and entered the tunnel.

It was dark in the tunnel and Alexi didn’t even have a torch to light his way he touched his sheath for comfort but instead the feeling filled him with dread. “Shit” he mumbled “shit, shit, shit, I left the knife back at the orchard. Fuck what am I going to do.” His heart sank as he knew there was nothing he could do if we went back to get it he would have to traverse the Dark Valley by night and it was bad enough during the day. He pressed on and hoped for the best he got through the tunnel relatively safely besides bumping into a few freight containers nothing exciting happened. As Alexi was nearing the end he accidentally stood on something soft he could make out the silhouette of a human and said sorry repeatedly. There was no response so Alexi leaned in a for a closer look but there was still no response, he gripped the chin of the figure and upon contact noticed it was cold and flaky, he yanked his hand back for a few moments then placed it on the chin again this time he turned the head to face him. What he saw in the moonlight made him throw up all over the figure and step back in disgust causing him to trip and fall. The face had no recognisable features it looked like someone had taken a meat grinder to it and the skin was flaky because it was charred so badly. Alexi got up quickly and began to hurry out of the tunnel but he stopped dead when he heard “mmmmmhrrrrrrr” he turned around and the figure he had just examined was rising to its feet “mmmmmmhrrrrrr, urrrrrrrrr” was all it kept saying “What the fuck is that” Alexi screamed “it was lying down as dead as a door knob 15 seconds ago” as the figure walked closer to Alexi he had decided he didn’t care about being spotted anymore and sprinted off as fast as his legs would allow.

He ran for 10 minutes not giving a shit about which direction it was or who saw him. Alexi was spooked and big time he sat down on a rock for 15 minutes pondering what had happened then checked his PDA to see where he was miraculously he had run in the direction of the rookie village and was only a 20 minute walk away. He gathered himself and walked in the direction of the rookie village. It was pitch black the moon had been covered by clouds and the stars hardly penetrated the blackness that was blanketed over the zone. Alexi arrived at the village and was greeted by a man wielding a sawn of shotgun and wearing a white jacket “great” said the man indignantly “another fucking rookie. We are already training too many as it is what do you think we have a Makarov factory out the back no we don’….” “Can you help me?” Alexi had to shout to be able to stop this strange man’s ranting.
“Me help you” he replied as if the question was a joke “F.U.C.K N.O what does that spell fuck no.”
“Well who can” Alexi was starting to become irritated but did a good job of masking it.
“Normally you would see Wolf but he’s catching a few Z’s at the moment. Training you fucking rookies wears us experienced blokes out. So you will have to wait till the morning.”
“Well were can I wait” still hiding the irritation he felt well, Alexi could swear he was getting more arrogant after every word he spoke.
“I don’t give a rats ass you fucking rookie as long as it’s away from me. You could share a cave with a boar for all I care now get the fuck out of here.”
“Okay thanks for the help” Alexi replied sarcastically but whoever this man was didn’t pick it up. “Bloody hell that was like pulling teeth” Alexi said to himself “as long as I don’t have to deal with him again I’ll be happy.” Alexi decided to sleep on the outskirts of the village just in case the arrogant man came round and put a bullet in his head.
 
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