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Question How do you like Red Storm
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I liked Fallen in the Rain Better :|
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  13:34:55  1 October 2008
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Red Storm

Part 1 - Radiohead
-No one saw it coming, we thought we were stopping it, but instead we unleashed it, a storm like no other, a Red Storm-

A man fiddles with the radio, cycling through channels.
"hello everybody we now go to Vlad with the weather" said a man on the radio
"hello everybody its a rainy day, expect some thunderstorms by the evening, over to you Romanov" said the weather man
"thanks and now to play this mornings song, I think we will go with 'For What It's Worth' by Buffalo Springfield.
{There's something happening here}
{What it is ain't exactly clear}
{There's a man with a gun over there}
{Telling me I got to beware}
{I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound}
{Everybody look what's going down}
{There's battle lines being drawn}
{Nobody's right if everybody's wrong}
{Young people speaking their minds}
{Getting so much resistance from behind}
{I think it's time we stop...}
A man turns off the radio
"hey I was listening to that" shouted Buffalo
"meh the noise was frustrating me" replied Beaver
"can we have some piece and quiet" shouted the Bartender
The Bartender turns on the radio and starts looking for another song to listen to.
"Ah Dirge for the Planet, love this song" said Bartender happily
{Rising up the dust}
{Barren lands are desperate to blossom}
{Dark stars strive to shine}
{I still remember the blue ocean}
{In this dying world}
"Don't you listen to anything else, this is the only song that plays in your bar" said Beaver
"And will you shut up, what do you want me to play Bob Marley?" the Bartender shouted back
{The seas overdumped}
{The rivers are dead}
{All planet’s cities turned a deserted land}
{Annihilation declares its day}
{Life slowly}
{Utters me “remain”}
"we played that in the old Freedom bar" Beaver shouted back
"do you ever SHUT UP" it was Shadow this time, since the blowout hit they were forced to sit in this small shelter with two dutyers and Bartender until radiation levels lower. IT WAS HELL.
"well we would if someone played A GOOD song" Buffalo shouted
"oh man the song is over thanks a lot" said Bartender
{Rise up this mornin',}
{Smiled with the risin' sun,}
{Three little birds}
{Pitch by my doorstep}
{Singin' sweet songs}
{Of melodies pure and true,}
{Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:" }
"YES FINALLY" said Beaver
{Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,}
{Cause every little thing gonna be all right."}
{Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a ...}
"HEY STOP THAT" screamed Beaver
{Ooh, yeah! All right!}
{We're jammin'}
"not a bad choice actually" said beaver
{I wanna jam it wid you.}
{We're jammin', jammin'}
{And I hope you like jammin...}
"ok how about this guys, why dont we sit... WITHOUT MUSIC" said Shadow, these guys have nothing better to do.
Beaver starts clucking his lips, Bartender starts tapping his keyboard, Buffalo starts playing with his moonlight, its glow flickering all around the room.
{There was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America}
"BEAVER" screamed Shadow
"fine" said Beaver reluctantly as he turned off the radio
{There must be some kind of way out of here}
{Said the joker to the thie..}
"BUFFALO! if I have to stop you guys one last time... Ill stab every last one of you" said Shadow
"FINE, theres just nothing else to do" said Buffalo
"Then go outside and check if the radiation levels are clear" said Shadow
"but then you won't be allowed to let me back in if they aren't" said Buffalo
"EXACTLY" said Shadow
The two Dutyers had fallen asleep a while ago trying to ignore the bickering, at first they tried to stop it but it just got out of hand.
"how about 'I' play whatever must 'I' want because its 'MY' Bar and 'I' own the damn radio" said Bartender
"how about this, 'I' play a song 'I' want because 'I' haven't bothered any of you with terrible music" said Shadow
Shadow fiddles with the radio
{I don't want to set the world on fire}
{I just want to start}
{A flame in your heart}
{In my heart I have but one desire}
{And that one is you}
{No other will do}
Shadow lays back
"see this is called GOOD music" said Shadow
{I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim}
{I just want to be the one you love}
{And with your admission that you feel the same}
{I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of}
"Is that what this is called" said Beaver
{Believe me!}
{I don't want to set the world on fire}
{I just want to start}
{A flame in your heart}
"Screw this I'm going to sleep" said Bartender
"Me too" said Buffalo
"yeah I'm out" said Beaver
As they all drifted asleep Shadow thought to himself... Good now i have the Radio to myself. But it didn't last long and it didn't matter because the computer started to beep, stating radiation levels are back to normal. At least as normal as you can get in the zone.

Please tell me how you liked it, there is more coming.
  16:25:08  1 October 2008
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Red Storm Part 2 - The Zone that Changed

"Hey Beaver are we going the right direction" said a Freedomer, they had been walking for days in the rain.
"Use the PDA it says yes" said Beaver
"Those PDAs don't tell us if theres a bloodsucker in our way, the fog is killing me" said another Freedomer
"They used to" said the fourth Freedomer "I wonder why they don't anymore"
"probably because the MASTER stalkers believe it takes out the thrill of exploring" said Beaver "or the thrill of being killed"
"that is stupid, we payed more money to get a PDA that doesn't tell us if we are about to get ambushed" said a Freedomer
"seriously who runs these factions" said another
"hey its not all bad, look at the other features, like the contact and encyclopedia page" said another
"yeah great so i can find out whats mauling me to death when im getting mauled to death" said Beaver "or so i can find out who isnt giving a fuck while I'm getting mauled near him"

Lukash had sent two teams into the rain storm to go through the secret path to dark valley they recently found and start an alliance with the bandits, they needed this alliance so they can sneak supplies through dark valley instead of finding a harder way of smuggling it into bar.

"well when this is all over we will have half of dark valley for ourselves and the bandits get garbage, and ol' Ganja's bar will open up again and we can listen to the Bob Marley music until our ears explode" said Beaver
"think they will still roll joints" said a Freedomer
"I hope so or this is a waste of time" said Beaver
The Freedomers laughed, Lukash sent two teams because people have been going missing in rain, he would have sent more but he didnt want the bandits to think its an assault.
"you hea...." said a Freedomer just as the ground beneath him exploded, spraying the area with blood and bones.
"SHIT MINE FIELD" screamed Beaver
the Freedomers panicked and frantically searched for any mine markers, they didnt see this coming... then suddenly they saw flashes ahead of them. They quickly crouched down and waited.
"OH SHIT" said a Freedomer as a large pseudogiant charged through the mines, each exploding as he ran through.

The Freedomers opened fire emptying round after round as the creature charged them. The giant pounded the ground with its fist sending a shockwave out... activating the mines. There was a loud explosion and all went black.
Beaver got up and looked around, he saw another Freedomer, Tilik, get up.
"what happened" said Tilik
"the fucking Pseudogiant blew all the mines" said Beaver as he looked at the craters all around him.
"how are we going to get vehicles over this, the fu..." said Tilik followed by a loud crack, there was a splash of blood and Tilik fell over.
"FUCK" said Beaver, all Freedomers are familiar with the sound of a sniper rifle firing.
There was intense pain in Beavers chest as he fell over, blood pouring down his suit, he looked around as he saw shadows moving through the fog.
"son of a...." said Beaver as he fell backwards, into someones arms and all went black...

Beaver turned over in his sleep, the memory wasn't his happiest, and he still wondered if the bandits go their message, for all he knew the bandits could have shot the other team, the Bandits were getting jumpy when people entered Dark Valley, a stalker named Marked One showed up and nearly killed Borov, they were barely able to stabilize him, and the Marked One was able to fight his way out of it and escape. The bandits were ashamed of themselves for letting their leader down in the most grievous situation.

Beaver's mind then turned to Bob Marley and Joints and he slowly and happily drifted more into a deeper sleep, until he felt someone hit his shoulder.
"Wha..." said Beaver
"GUYS GUYS WAKE UP" shouted Shadow
The beeping got loud.
"look who's bothering us with his music now" said Buffalo
"say what" said Bartender "no shit"
The Bartender ran to his computer, he started looking through data, there was a beep on his computer as a video message was sent.

"hey man, that was one hell of a storm, I'm reading minimum life outside, guess what, the entire zone is morphing, I don't recommend leaving but hell, how else are we gunna make money" Shadow recognized the voice, it was Sidorovich, the fat man in cordon.
"Really thats interesting, what do you mean by morphing exactly" replied Bartender
"like, the zone is changing, new mutants, new artifacts, hell new anomalies, the entire zone is warping, its crazy out there" said Sidorovich
"shit you serious" said Bartender
"Ill ask" said Sidorovich, another video message popped up.
"hello hello, oh hello there Bartender" said an old voice
"Sakharov, is it true what Sid is saying?" said Bartender
"oh yes, its quite remarkable, though isn't helping my case really, Yantar is getting quite radioactive now" said Sakharov
"this is remarkable, though a little disturbing, what do you think caused the change" said Bartender
"well that might have been out fault" said Sidorovich
"You mean Marked One" said Bartender
"yes what ever happened at the Nuclear Power Plant has caused this mess" said Sakharov "and its entirely your fault"
"oh shut up you helped him too" said Bartender
"well... yes... hmm.." said Sakharov "im calling in several teams of scientists, this zone is a walking death trap and we must know all about it"
"you do that and ill see if any stalkers in the north are alive" said bartender
"and ill check the south, ill call up Fanatic and see if him and his boys pulled through" said Sidorovich "ill also call my army contacts, this will be top news inde... OH SHIT"
"what is it" asked Bartender
"Sakharov are you reading this" said Sidorovich
"yes yes I'm... oh dear" said Sakharov "that is not good"
"what is it?" asked Bartender "whats happening"
"well you see" said Sakharov "the zone... has expanded"

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  04:38:15  2 October 2008
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AWwwww i want to read it, yet i dont want to read it because of the Clear sky spoilers. Grrr so confused.
  07:35:33  2 October 2008
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AWwwww i want to read it, yet i dont want to read it because of the Clear sky spoilers. Grrr so confused.

Only a Shadow of Chernobyl spoiler in the first two, and its not TOO bad. The only clear sky reference in the first two is they mention the Freedom Bartender, so you can read those two. But after that no, if you want watch finish Clear Sky
  21:16:53  2 October 2008
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Red Storm Part 3 - Desertion

(This is the longest one I made, second being the last)

It was cold and dark, the storm had passed, the radiation was lowering with every step he took, it was a long day full of death and destruction, but what else was a stalker expecting.

The rain was pouring, many stalkers hated the rain, calling it a bad omen, cursing at its every drop, but it wasnt to Owl, to him it was a gift. Owl lived alone, all alone in one of the only fertile patches in the zone, Owl lived on a farm he rebuilt, restocked and fortified all by himself, noone helped him so why should he help them, he hated the people who take this place for granted and the people who loved this place too much, it is what it is, its a new world and a slow death, people should stop calling it extremes and learn to accept that.
He looked over at his crops, he rarely went anywhere near civilization, in this world and the next, he was fine by himself, he fought with others only to get attached to them before they died, but not now, now he had no one, he had nothing but his crops and his trusty Kalashnikov, an old 47, he sat on his porch, his home fortified, complete with barbed wire, turned over trucks, a wall to high to jump and a gate, it was his home.
Inside his home it was well furnished supprisingly, there was food in the fridge, a tv, radio, a comfy couch and a big cushioned bed, it had a record player and a bath tub with working water, it took him a while to figure out how he would get that, but now he was relaxed, the rain watered his crops assuring he always had food to eat, though he always expected that the radiation was helping his crops grow because they grew fast and big.
His crops were of wheat, potatoes and strawberries, all he ever needed, he would cook the potatoes for dinner and have bread with strawberry jam for breakfast and lunch, he had nothing like this luxtury back in Moscow and now he was finally in a place he wanted, he went occasionally to the Bar for supplies, being an ex-duty he was always welcomed, he himself helped them clear out the bar as well as the agroprom research center, the old duty base.
His supplies being vodka, several other foods for when he was sick of his every day meals and other foods, hell Bartender made so much money from selling food he start importing more just for Owl, he even suggested sending stalkers over to deliver. Owl said when hes too old to get it himself he would do that, but at the moment it was a nice thrill exploring the deeper areas of the zone again. Bartender and that old dog Sidorovitch made there deals with the Military so they wouldnt bother his little farm while on patrols, he owed them for that, he bought a PDA like theirs, long range, able to reach most of the zone with its contacts and communication system.
He would look at it and remember fond memories of his stalker life, sometimes he would have fun seeing where stalkers were, laughing at the ones who would be running really fast across his pda, he assumed they were being chased by dogs or a sucker or one of those silly mutants he used to worry about. He however became quite interested when he started seeing stalkers heading north, whatever sent them up there he was curious about, the north was a place where your brain melts, young uns always believed there were increadibly gold mines of artifacts, instead Owl believed there were vicious beasts beyond imagining up there.
The real suprise was when they were popping up in Pripyat and the NPP and even Limansk and the old hospital, he nearly fell of his chair that day, it was a miracle, they found a way to the center of the zone, but that was when it hit. He watched as an interesting little dot labelled Marked One, who became his favorate entertainment, staying up late watching him run from dark valley to yantar and constantly returning to the ol' bar suddenly went straight for the scorcher, and then came out and ran north, he then was seen shooting his way through Pripyat as several dots blinked off the screen, he suddenly lost focus as he saw Limansk was again full of stalkers, there were thousands of little dots disapearing, he stared and stared having trouble finding Marked One again.
Then he saw him, a little dot called Marked One running across the bridge to the NPP, there were little monolith dots and and even military dots fighting up there and he saw Marked One running to the power plant. He quickly called up Bartender.
"Hello? Owl you ol' dog what are you up to?" said the familliar voice of Bartender
"Is what im seeing on my PDA real?" said Owl shaking
"wha.. oh yeah you mean the center, of course" said Bartender "have you seen Marked One by any chance?"
"yeah ive seen him running back and forth for you" said Owl amazed "he just entered the Sarcophagas"
"really wow, i knew he had the stuff" said Bartender "with all this fighting though it looks like business is going to be sour for at least a week"
"yeah I hear you, theres no one at all in wild territories, even garbage, you would think bandits would attempt to take over now everyones distracted, and hell even cordon is empty" said Owl
"yeah but when offered endless riches or even better a wish..." said Bartender
"hmm three dots just appeared in Wild Territories, out of nowhere" said Owl
"yeah that happens, oh and it looks like there coming here, possible customers or there heading north" said Bartender
"well good luck getting rich off those artifacts, its almost time for my supper" said Owl
"good luck in your 'Retirement' see you later" said Bartender
So it was really happening, he hoped he would see it but he was too far away to reach it and decided that supper smelled good. He was barely finished his meal when there was a loud bang. The Geiger counters he placed throughout his home started to tick rapidly and the sky went red.
"SHIT" said the old man as he grabbed whatever food he could as well as ammo for his AK-47 and he ran down into his shelter. It was dark and he nearly broke his neck coming down the stairs, he turned on his flashlight and headed downstairs. He found his old suit, a stalker suit with several upgrades and chainmail protection as well as an trench coat made of leather and mail. It had great protection against anomalies and radiation as well as animals and guns, he put it on, it seemed to fit right despite its weight, he put on his gas mask and attached the oxygen tanks, he didnt turn them on because he always saved them for emergancies. He then attached his PDA to a slot on his wrist and turned on his flashlight, after that he proceeded to go down two more levels, he built his shelter to be strong.
In his shelter there was a cupboard full of medicine and several coolers for storing food, he also had a fireplace that went to the surface, it was opened with a touch of a button, he kept it closed, there was a feather bed and a nice comfy rocking chair, he also had a radio. He turned on the radio and leaned back on his chair, finishing his supper and pulling over a blanket as he went to sleep.

The six of them stared at the screen in disbelief, they all raised their guns, even Bartender found a shotgun for the occasion and they opened the vault door carefully, the sweet smell of fresh air and open vodka bottles filled the vault, they slowly walked up the stairs, ever vigilant for a stray mutant or bandit hiding in the bar, it was an odd thing to do in the heart of duty territory but it needed doing, they found themselves in the bar again as the two dutyers went to secure their posts and the doorway.
"Well its safe outside, the place is nice and I thought I heard people, several shouts, Ill resume my post by the door" said the Dutyer
"well I had enough of you three now get out of my sight for a while" said Bartender and with a slight touch 'Dirge for the Planet' turned back on the radio.
The three of them walked outside, Shadow looked at Beaver and saw that most of the mud was washed off, the shock of being free of that bunker probably was the only reason the dutyers didnt notice.
"Beaver your suit" said Shadow
"oh man! this was a new suit" said Beaver
"NO your suit, if the dutyers see that they will shoot you and it would have been a waste of time putting up with your crap" said Shadow
"oh shit" said Beaver "well what do I do?"
"How should we know" said Buffalo
Shadow punched Beaver and he fell into a pile of mud.
"what the fuck was that for" said Beaver
"the dutyers wont bother you now" said Shadow
"you were waiting for the chance to do that werent you" asked Buffalo
"hell yeah" said Shadow with satisfaction
They heard some dutyers talking.
"I know we have to help them but we also have other more important duties to attend to, we are here to stop the zone not save the wounded, the zone is out of control and this is what we prepared for, we cant just wander off on what could be a trap or spend resources arriving too late" said a voice, Vironin, Shadow did business with him.
"But they said they were caught in the explosion and need help, we MUST help them or we're letting the zone take their lives" said another
"we simply do not have the resources or the manpower to do that, that explosion nearly wiped out all our stalkers" said Vironin "dont you forget that Dirov"
"Well im not going to let them die, if Duty wont help them then I will, and whoever else wants to help me can feel free to" said the Dutyer Dirov
"you are my second in command, what kind of example on the men are you making, this is mutiny" shouted Vironin
"well then Duty doesnt need me and I dont need it, if we are going to abandon those who need it than we have falled from our path, I am leaving and anyone who wants to follow may follow" Dirov screamed out not just at Vironin but the gathering crowd, he wandered off some of the crowd following.
"wow" said Beaver "Duty just split in half, we have to report this to Lukash"
"lets get out of here while the crowd is distracted" said Buffalo
The three of them snook past the gathering crowd and headed for the old army warehouse path, they saw the same Dutyers who left duty, led by a tall man in an Exoskeleton, he assumed he was Dirov, walk towards the old Wild Territories path.
It wasnt as evenful after that, they walked through the army warehouse region, taking note that large sections of field were ripped and ravaged, huge crators and ditches were all along the old gentle fields. When they reached the Army Warehouse it was as calm as it ever was, they passed the old farmstead and the path to the Bloodsucker village as well as the old debris pit, they reached the entrance to see another grim sight.
Military, lots and lots of military, the Army was taking control of the warehouses and a large amount of freedomers were leaving the base, it seems that the military spared them if they agreed to abandon their base.
"this isnt good, if the military chokes down on the zone any more than we are going to have a major crisis on our hands" said a Freedomer
"yes but if we dont deal with the fact we are homeless at the moment we will not last the night" said Lukash, another old employer of Shadow
"but we need to act!" said the freedomer
"but as I said earlier we lost our numbers, our bases we have NOTHING" said Lukash "our first order of business should be heading to the dark valley, the bandits are our allies and we can set up their for a while until we get our own base"
"BUT WE CANT LET THEM DO THIS" shouted the freedomer
The crowd dispersed, what was happening, another storm hits and these factions just break apart like they were made of sand. The three of them walked towards the remainder of Freedom.
"yeah what do you want now" said Lukash "wait a minute, Beaver? I thought you died when the minefield blew"
"yeah I thought I did too, only a sniper took me out" said Beaver "I was captured by those Red Flag bastards"
"the Red Flag, where did they take you?" Lukash asked
"Limansk, got busted out by Duty only to be hostages and dragged through a war, we barely got out with our lives" said Beaver "we spent some time in bar, got trapped when that blowout his and just escaped"
"yes i would have asked why you didn't join the fight if the explosion didnt hit, we lost almost everyone" said Lukash grimly "and now the survivors decide to split up and that will solve all our problems"
"more or less good news, the Dutyers also split, because of a distress call and half of them didnt want to go help em" said Beaver
"yeah cant wait to hear who else split, seriously just because we have a third explosion doesnt mean the zone has to change" said Buffalo "well at least not our way of life"
"he has a point but its sadly not the truth" said Lukash "wait a minute, Shadow is that you?"
"yeah, my story is the same as his by the way" said Shadow
"as is mine" said Buffalo
"all captured" said Lukash "never expected you of all people to end up in a cell Shadow"
"yeah lifes been great" said Shadow, who just realised it had been raining the entire time "and what is with this damn rain"
"yeah its been getting stressful" said Lukash "we should get going now"

Owl woke up, hmm he over slept, he walked outside before remembering the blowout, quickly checking the rad level, it was fine so he walked upstairs, his meal was ruined, he checked his fridge and found most of the food had gone bad, even worst his crops took a beating, but they were stubborn little devils and held onto their life, it was raining so he didn't need to water them, sligtly worried about acid rain but decided he had a major dilema now, he needed to restock.

He walked back downstairs and grabbed his AK-47, stocked up on ammo, grabbed an old Revolver, he never remembered the name and walked out, quickly running back in to grab a loaf of bread and some medkits, he had to leave prepared, he took his keys and locked both the door and the gate before setting off to the zone.

The walk was different, he thought he was going senile but then he realized the fields were starting to get warped and he was getting worried, he didn't bother check the size of the blowout, for all he knew it could have warped the entire zone, with that thought he put his hand by his holster. He forgot how much he hated these trips.
He finally reached the dark valley path, an old path he found a few years ago that leads safely to Army Warehouse, he walked through it seeing several holes in the ground, someone blew up the whole minefield, well thats one less problem to worry about. He kept walking until he suddenly stopped, he heard something... he saw a stalker running through the fields to the south, he saw him running and screaming.
"GET AWAY ITS COMING RU...AHHHH" the stalker screamed as a large bird, almost like a vulture or a crow swooped down and carried him up into the air and drop him.
He landed with a painful crunch as his neck, spine and legs were broken, the bird swooped down and start to peck and eat at him, Owl slowly crept away as he saw smaller crows swarm the body. He saw Rostok just ahead and carefully crept beside the ruined buildings and climbed the fence.

He entered the Bar finding less than a quarter of the original population wandering the streets looking grim, most of them had there masks on so you couldnt see their faces, something uncommon, most people want to see other people in this place, not faceless masks that remind them of the horrors outside of the bar. Owl found himself entering the bar.
"I said come in do... Owl what a pleasant surprise" said the greeter "its an unusual time for you to show up"

"I know, the journey was too much for my old bones to handle" said Owl, he saved that kid's life in garbage about a year ago, helped him get to the Bar and even got him a job there.
Owl walked down the steps into a dimly lit bar, it was crowded, but there was no talking at all, everyone seemed to be staring depressingly at their drinks, was that storm THAT bad?

"Owl a pleasant surprise, here for supplies" said Bartender
"yes, that blowout wiped out my stock" said Owl "business catching up?"
"yes, that 'blowout' was so powerful it wiped out half the stalkers in the zone, a lot of friends died, people are drowning their sorrows in vodka" said Bartender
"how big was it?" asked Owl
"it was slightly smaller than the second Chernobyl explosion" said Bartender
"my god" said Owl, it was all he can say
"even worst it not only affected the zone, but the stalkers as well" said Bartender "Duty has split and it is rumored that Freedom and the Bandits have, how can the Bandits split is beyond me"
"this is terrible, and to think we once believed the zone was secured" said Owl
"on better news the scientists are having a field day" said Bartender "the Scientists are the dominant faction in the zone, Sakharov brought in a lot, they are even expanding the Yantar lab, adding two more bunkers and an underground, as well as having two military squads to defend, they refortified"
"well the mutants go stronger, I just saw a very large crow grab a stalker and drop him several feet in the air" said Owl
"yes, stalkers have reported frightening new beasts, they are arguing over naming em" said Bartender "for instance, theres a rumor of a mutant that can cause a persons brain to explode at a mere glance, the stories are incredible but they are probably false.
"I hope" said Owl as he grabbed the supplies from Bartender "good luck, feel free to call me about how this 'Great Depression' is will ya"
"will do, see you later owl and do be careful" said Bartender

It was a dark room, it was an office in Kiev, now part of the expanding zone Mikhael looked out the windows of his office, he wore an old soviet officer's uniform, he was once a great and renowned General, now he is something more, his uniform painted red and gold which was fitting, his office had a large Soviet flag as well as a hammer and sickle statue, he was the leader of Red Flag and was in the new headquarters, their position in Limansk and Pripyat had been compromised, and it was only a matter of time until their base in Chernobyl was discovered too.
"you called Comrade Mikhael" said Khalepski, his finest general
"yes comrade Khalepski, the plan went accordingly, we now have complete control of Kiev, the zone will expand and with it our control" said Mikhael
"there was some resistance, and our prisoners escaped" said Khalepski cautiously
"damn, we can find them later, but first we must hunt the elusive... Wendigo... it holds the key to our conquest, we must also find Strelok, find the whereabouts of Ghost and Doc, we must also find Guide, Forester and Owl, of course no need to worry about Fang, our assasination went according to plan, though the assassin didn't make it out alive"
"all resistance in the zone has crippled, our enemies the stalkers had split, the survivors dwindling, the plan is going well" said Khalepski proudly
"remember, the hunter must follow the prey carefully only when it has truly been cornered may the hunter strike, remember that and when the world is taken by the zone, only then may we strike, take out the vital organs and the rest shall follow" Mikhael said before dismissing him
He stared into the pouring rain, thunder clapped, the day was ending, the first successful day in 30 years...
  21:20:11  2 October 2008
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Red Storm Part 4 - Borov is Busy

He had escaped the zone and discovered the truth, he found himself lying in the old Ukrainian country-side and was relaxing and breathing in the nice clean air, he got up and found the road, as he said to himself earlier, he did not know if what he did was right, but he made it and he figured thats all that mattered, he thought of his friends, sadly he doesn't remember anything about them other than their names and how they died, Ghost and Fang...

He remembered his meeting with Doc and was curious about where he went, he suddenly heard a car. He ran to the car and paid the driver to take him to the nearest airport, he looked in his wallet to find himself staring at a seemingly impossible amount of rubles, but the average man has never been to the zone, they know nothing of riches.

He took the plane out of the Ukraine, it brought terrible memories, he found him self traveling until he bought a nice apartment in Moscow, he relaxed on his couch with a bottle of vodka he drank for drinking sake instead of survival and turned on the TV, it was a horrible site, bright lights over the zone, the zone had expanded and engulfed Kiev and several nearby towns, he dropped his vodka in suprise.. he had not expected this, or maybe he did and was too thrilled at the fact he was free, he quickly picked up the vodka and got a towel to clean up the mess and went to sleep worried, maybe the C-Concious were right and he destroyed the worlds chance of survival... he drifted off asleep.

The next morning was cold, winter was coming, the rain was pouring like it was for a week or so, he was sitting in a cafe wearing a long coat, he was going to get a job, he needed one to take his mind off of bloodsuckers and pseudodogs and all the other freaks of nature he encountered, he got up and grabbed his suit case before heading for the door, he walked half way down the street when the cafe behind him blew up and he dived for cover and pulled out his trusty desert eagle 'Big Ben' and looked around, people on the street were staring at him as he quickly stowed away his pistol, several police officers quickly showed up and dispersed the crowd, he got up and walked down the street, then he saw it... several men in long trench coats were following him, they wore black stereotypical Russian fur hats, they didn't even bother taking their eyes off of him.

He turned into an alley and saw them quickly turn the corner, he turned the corner pulled out his gun and waited. They turned the corner and he right away unloaded two shots, each hit their hearts, he quickly fled the scene. Who the hell were they, he thought he was free but something told him he was wrong, he ran back to his apartment making many detours in case he was followed, he would not sleep easy tonight...

Owl made it home, uneventful compared to last and he loaded his fridge with food, he pulled out a steak, something he hasn't eaten in years and put it on a frying pan, he heard the sizzling and took a deep whiff of it and waited for it cook, he found that Bartender also got him bbq sauce, he decided to pour it over with some sea salt and black pepper, this would taste good.

He thought of that young stalker as he was killed by the bird, maybe he should have done something, maybe he couldn't, but the look in that young man's eyes did frighten him, he was also worried about those birds, he never thought of birds when designing his fortification, he might have to build a big net over his home... but those talons, barbed wire and steel wire Owl thought maybe.

He went downstairs and got his barbed wire and steel wire out and started to make a giant net, covering his entire farmstead, it was hard work but he liked hard work before an afternoon snooze, so he got to work, he finished and was delighted by how well it worked out, and so he got his vodka out and went over to his rocking chair and went to sleep...

Doc was out walking his dog, he was looking at the distant trees across the lake, that storm was incredible, he barely survived it, he decided he will be careful, he brought his dog home and sat down by the lake, he was humming to himself when he felt a gun aimed at his chest.
"Get up" said the voice
He did as he was told.
"Turn Around" said the voice
He did as he was told again. He saw a well armed man holding a deadly looking pistol, a silencer attached, he had a very cold and bloodthirsty look to his eyes and he stared at him almost in disbelief, Doc didnt understand what was so disbelieving about him.
"Your Doc? said the voice
"um yes last time I checked" said Doc, he was quite confused
"you cant be, i was sent all this way for you" said the man "you can die any minute now, why do I have to kill you"
"Kill me? why would anyone have to kill me" said Doc, he was still confused, and worried
"well I guess I gotta do what I'm payed to do" said the Assassin as he raised the pistol into an aim, turned the laser sight on and cocked the pistol. The next thing doc saw was the man throw to the side, a big fluffy shape on top of him.
"good boy, now ill get your food in a minute" Doc added as the dog began to bark at him "first I got to dispose of the body"
Doc hauled the body away and buried him, his dog was a great friend and was always there when he needed him but he figured it would be safer to take the assassin's pistol. The fact anyone wanted to hunt him was worrying, but his thoughts went elsewhere...

They walked and walked, the rain pouring they wandered until they found a gruesome sight, a body, ripped apart almost surgically, they kept moving along the path destroyed by mines and headed for the dark valley and the area they once called home, they arrived there at nightfall to see the Bandits had heavily fortified the place, but a light in a building across the street caught Beaver's Attention.
"I'm going to check that building out" said Beaver "I'll catch up with you"
"ok don't get killed" said Buffalo as the group continued
They reached the gate and knocked.
"Who goes there" said a bandit
"Lukash of Freedom, we need to see Borov" Said Lukash
"Borov is busy" said the Bandit
"can we wait inside, its awfully cold out here" said Lukash
"fine, but if you try anything" said the bandit
"a thousand bandits will shoot us right, we are allies" said Lukash
The gate opened, it was Bar all over again, the place was almost deserted, bandits were more numerous though they were poorly equipped, they walked in grimly.
"you here to see Borov" cried another bandit
"yes" Lukash Replied
"good hes ready to see you" the bandit called to them
The group separated, the Freedomers waited at the bar as Lukash, Shadow and Buffalo proceeded to Borov's Office, it was an old place with barred windows, the door was guarded by two guards and on the inside there were two more guards, Borov had a Spas-12 on his desk in front of him, it seems the rumors were true about him being jumpy.
"Freedomers return to the dark valley in the shittiest of times, what is it your here for" said Borov
"The military took our base and our members are split, we need shelter until we can secure a base" said Lukash
"well you are welcome here if you help us our, our members split as well, the Renegades they now call themselves, reusing an old bandit clan title, they when off to set up in the garbage region" said Borov grimly
"any word of the others, I was told that duty also split" Lukash asked
"yes, the Exiles they call themselves, abandoned their duties quite literally they now aid the weak, the weak die for being weak they don't need saving" said Borov "and your old friends, Insurgents they call themselves, they now just raid military patrols, oh yeah and the Stalkers reformed"
"stalkers reformed?" asked Buffalo
"a year ago the loners formed a faction called the Stalkers, just any stalker could join, they fought us and the military attempting to free the zone for all stalkers, killed a lot of us and forced us out of our old base" said Borov with a tone of anger
"what happened to them? like why did they have to REform?" asked Buffalo
"the bloody zone they fought to free destroyed their base, mutants swarmed the old farm and they were disbanded" said Borov
"well the 'Exiles' have set up in Wild Territories, right next to duty, the Insurgents took the old path to foresters camp in red forest" said Borov "the stalkers are in Agroprom, feel free to stay, just make sure your men carry their own wait and pull through on their end"
"what about that house across the way" asked Shadow
"that old house?, we avoid that" said Borov "Thats bloodsucker territory"
They sat in silence after he said that...
  21:23:36  2 October 2008
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Red Storm Part 5 - Soulsucker

It was a cold windy day as the sun was rising, it took some getting used to, staring at the dead city of Kiev, it was only a couple days ago packed with people, now they are dead and their bodies mass buried. Mikhael stared as his plans succeeded, but something was amiss, the door opened behind him as a soldier marched up to him, salutes and then proceeds to give him yesterdays report.
"so anything go as planned" said Mikhael hardly looking at the report
"um... yes and no sir" said the soldier, he was worried
"what does that mean" asked Mikhael
"well... no one has found our base in Chernobyl, and the zone expands, our enemies are fractured and Freedom has just disappeared, we can't find where they relocated, we assume them dead... but... our Assassins we sent after Strelok, have been found dead in Moscow" He swallowed
"well Strelok is a master stalker of course he wont be caught with his pants down, what about the other Assassin we sent? the one after the old man?" asked Mikhael, his eyebrows raised
The soldier hesitated "he... disappeared sir...." he said slowly
"WHAT!" Mikhael screamed "Strelok I understood, but the old, delusional man survived"
Mikhael reached into his desk and pulled out an old Tokarev, the Soldier stared at it in fright.
"WHO HIRED THE ASSASSINS" Mikhael screamed at the soldier
"um... me sir" he wished he didnt say that
"that saves me some trouble" Mikhael said calmly as he unloaded three rounds into the man
He then clicked a button on his desk "theres a mess I need you to clean up" he said and two guards came in, stared at the body for a moment then carried him away, one more body to hide...

Beaver looked around, the building was dark and empty, like most buildings in the zone, there was also a stairway leading downstairs and upstairs, the light came from upstairs so he decided to go up, he walked up the steps and turned into the room with the light.

The room came into focus, Beaver stared in shock, there was blood and bodies all over the place, the walls and hell even the roof was red and dripping, in the corner there was a man covered in blood, he was holding a shotgun and under all the blood Beaver noticed something, Freedom colors.

"Its me Beaver, I am from Freedom as well, I am investigating the source of the light, if you want me to leave I will" said Beaver
"Please don't leave me here" he added in a small voice
Beaver raised his weapon and looked around.
"I already killed them" the man said pointing behind Beaver
Beaver turned around slowly and saw what he was talking about... Bloodsuckers, five bloodsuckers to be exact.
"Holy shit fucking hell" Beaver said, he hated them ever since his encounter in the swamp
Beaver backed into the room next to the other man and crouched down in the corner. Then he heard it. The most horrible noise he had ever hear.
"FUCK HES BACK" screamed the man as he raised his shotgun
Beaver raised the Ruger LCP he was given and stared at the door way, preparing for what he was about to see.
What he saw he wasn't prepared for and probably never going to be prepared for. The Beast was slightly larger than a bloodsucker, it had more tentacles and on its hands the claws were larger and it had strange suction devices that Beaver did not want to imagine what they were for.
The thing ran at them with incredible speed and they fired at the thing. It grabbed the man with its hand and it started to pulsate, the man was getting whiter with each pulse. Beaver kicked its head and it turned let go of the man and grabbed him, the claws seemed to retract when it wanted to let go, it clasped his leg with them and threw him by swinging and letting go, he flew into the wall with the bloodsucker corpses, the thing pounced on him.
The beasts head blew open and it fell on top of Beaver who was swearing under his breath, he turned to look at his saviour, a man in sky blue camouflage and a black vest and mask.
Beaver had seen that uniform before, back at the marsh a year ago, when he left that pipe he hid in and found his friends being guided through the swamp by a man in the same colored armor.
"who are you" he asked
"I am Gregor, Leader of Clear Sky Reborn" said the man

Borov looked at them, "he is dead then, we have seen many men march to their deaths there, the bloodsuckers there are powerful, he never stood a chance" he told them
"Bull Shit" said Shadow "I don't believe that"
He and Buffalo left Borov's office and walked outside
Lukash was granted his own office, a train car they moved into the camp, he set up and worked like an embassy for freedom in this base, the bar was ok for a bar not owned by freedom, it played polka music all day, not something you would hear in a freedom bar.
"He cant be dead" said Buffalo
"I know, and thats why I'm going to check" said Shadow as he pulled out and loaded his Colt 1911
"Then I'm going with you" said Buffalo pulling out his Taurus PT92
"Fine then you cover the rear" said Shadow
"Why the rear, the first person to die is always at the rear so the group doesn't know they are under attack until its too late" argued Buffalo
"I always thought that it was the person in the front who always dies first to show how dangerous the situation is" replies Shadow
They both stepped outside of the gates, they noticed it was raining again. They raised there weapons and charged the building and burst through the door, they smelt fresh blood.
"SHIT" they both screamed as they ran up the stairs, turned the corner and came through raising their guns.
"Hello" said Beaver happily "nice of you to join us"

Strelok stepped outside, it was still raining the next day, he walked to the office across the street and went into the elevator, no more cafes he thought to himself as he rode it up to the top, the CEOs office, it would be a nice interview, simple and straightforward he thought, though his background didn't really make him suitable for this kind of work, he would be working a nice job that he hadn't done in a long time. Honest Work.
"hello" said the CEO "you are Mr. Strelok I presume"
"yes, Mr. Vildrid" said Strelok
Mr. Vildrid was the CEO of a major corporation dedicated to the production of armored suits, something Strelok new a lot of, though his work on them had been amateur.
"So let me get straight to the point, you believe you can work for us, in production of the new state of the art survival suits why?" asked Mr. Vildrid
"well I know all work I have ever done on these suits are amateur but I had spent a couple years surviving in these suits" Strelok said, straight to the point indeed
"really, now that is interesting, your one of those stalkers" said the CEO
"Ex-Stalker I prefer despite how hard it is to realise that" Strelok said
"just like old war veterans I see, hard to return to an honest mans work" said the CEO, those lines were well thought of "we are short of testers, honest ones though, the ones we had stole our suits and headed to the zone"
Strelok found that funny, most stalkers come to the zone with barely a shirt on and some smart buggers decided, why do that when you can steal a prototype suit from a major corporation by pretending to work for them... that seemed so familiar... he pushed the thought away.
"well its hard to take your mind off of it yes but it will come to pass" Strelok said "thats where you come in"
"yes work is the best way to take your mind off of the past" said the CEO "welcome aboard, you start officially tomorrow but you may get aquainted to the area today if you wish"
"Thank you sir, I will probably check the place out for a while" said Strelok
Strelok wandered the building and saw many sights in the lower levels, where he would be working, it was like walking into Q's Lab in one of those Bond films, films seemed so long ago... The suits were being hit by everything, men with Groza's, men with Flamethrowers, electrical devices, axes, knives, Strelok even thought he saw an RPG-7 but he decided it was best to keep moving.
He finally found the Beta testing, Alpha testing he assumed was what he just saw, he saw several men walking into a 'LIVE' anomaly, he remembered hearing Lab created anomalies weren't as strong as the real zone anomalies, and they didn't last long, but it was still quite frightening, there was also a lot of paper work.
Strelok thought to himself that honest work and stalker work was hardly any different these days, he walked up and found several artifacts being tested, he decided to investigate.
"what was this one again" said one of the scientists holding up an artifact Strelok recognized, a Mica
"dunno maybe a Jellywig or a..." said the other scientist as Strelok cut him off.
"thats a Mica, handy little devils, stops you from bleeding at the cost of radiation" said Strelok
"and who the hell are you" asked one of the scientists
"I'm Strelok... the new guy in beta testing" Strelok replied
"oh a new guy, who do you think you are, how would you know more about artifacts than us" the other scientist asked
"well anyone who spent more than a day in the zone would know what that is" said Strelok
"oh a stalker, more of them..." The scientists rolled there eyes
"at least I had the balls to explore and see it in the field, instead of sitting in a lab mistaking a Mica for a 'Jellywig' great scientific discoveries you two, keep up with the Nobel Prizes" and with that last remark, Strelok smugly walked back into the elevator, fools he thought, he should be on that research department...
  21:25:46  2 October 2008
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Red Storm Part 6 - Assassin

The soldier nervously looked at Mikhael waiting for orders, there was still a cleaner wiping his predecessors blood from the floor.
"I have a job for you soldier, don't disappoint me" said Mikhael "I need you to hire some mercenaries, their objective is no longer to kill but to capture"
"yes sir, at once" said the soldier
"and the search for the Wendigo goes?" asked Mikhael
"it is proving difficult to track, we have three mercenary squads hunting it" said the Soldier
"good, at least its progressing, money is not an option, get the best" said Mikhael
"yes sir at once sir" said the soldier as he was dismissed
Mikhael stared out into the stormy sky above the dead city Kiev, Strelok was in Moscow, he was a dangerous one who took out two assassins before they even moved their hands near their guns, and Doc somehow weaseled out of his assassin, Guide and Forester must not be so lucky.

---Forester and Milov---
Western Red Forest was a maze, it was thick and full of anomalies and mutants ranging from dogs to extraordinary new discoveries, to the north, Forester got up and went outside, he lets stalkers set up outside, helps him feel safe some days, the new group were some men who called themselves the Insurgents, ex-Freedomers and hated the military, Forester neither hated nor loved the military and never really had time for the Anarchists.
"hello" he said merrily to the Insurgents
"hello Forester, thank you for accepting us, we have no where to go to" said the Insurgent Leader, Milov
"no problem, Its nice having company from time to time" said Forester "now I heard an interesting tale from a passing mercenary squad yesterday about a massive beast capable of ripping a person to pieces and could freeze a man's very soul with its fearsome breath, now that would be an interesting beast"
"believe the story?" asked Milov
"well you can never be too sure in the zone, some of the most unrealistic tales end up being true" said Forester as he walked merrily to his tent
Milov watch as a Mercenary walked down the road and towards Forester, he saw them talking for a moment when another mercenary and another came up from behind, Forester fired his hunting rifle at the mercenary as he tried to pull out his pistol. The others aimed.
"NO" screamed Milov as he aimed and fired at them, the other Insurgents turned to see what was happening.
The Mercenaries turned towards Milov giving Forester the time to turn around and fire his hunting rifle taking out another mercenary, the last mercenary turned around and was hit in the head by one of Milov's shots.
Milov hurried over to Forester and kicked a nearby mercenaries body.
"that... was unexpected" said Forester
"yeah, what happened?" Milov replied
"he said that I was to come with him and there was no choice in the matter" said Forester "I said im staying right here and he said that he had no choice but to terminate me"
"shit" said Milov "well looks like he wont be the last, my boys will help protect you"
"I am quite capable but my age is always a problem, thank you" said Forester

---Guide and Fanatic---
Cordon was relatively unchanged, despite the fact that dogs were getting more aggressive and rumors of a vicious creature, a spawn of hell many stalkers called it was leading the dogs, hunting even the most experienced of stalkers.

The small stalker village for this reason was fortified, several of the dwindling loner population just disappeared in the night, it was a nightmare thought Fanatic, Fanatic was left in charge of the rookie village after Wolf died and had to manage it all by himself, it was hard, he never respected Wolf a lot until now, and after all Wolf even lost his brother shortly before he died, that must have been hard.

Guide was in town too, he was a revered stalker, one of the first and he knew the entire zone like the back of his hand, he would tell the rookies tales of great beasts of mythic proportions and epic sites in the north and strange and wonderful artifacts, he helped fanatic a lot, the zone was changing and Guide wanted to explore so he was restocking for a great journey, the rookies morale was always great when Guide was around, if not a little reckless.

"thanks a lot Guide, its been hard without wolf around" said Fanatic
"yeah I know, he was a great stalker, Wolf and Hound deserved better fates" said Guide "you know I have to leave"
"yeah, morale will drop and hell will break lose" said Fanatic grimly "can you live with that"
"don't you try to pull that on me" said Guide half laughing
"MERCENARIES!, THEY ARE COMING!" Screamed a Rookie running down the hill
Rookies everywhere reached for their weapons, Fanatic held up his shortened AK-74 and looked at the others weapons, compared to his and Guides AK-74 with scope, they seemed greatly underpowered.
Then he saw them seven, maybe eight, yes there four shapes on the left and four on the right, the left side were armed with Abakans with grenade launchers while the other side were armed with G36Cs. This didn't look good.
"quick get into cover" said Fanatic "provide us cover fire, keep them pinned"
The battle had started, rookies with Makarovs, Pb1s, MP5s, and various Sawn Off shotguns were firing, the sounds of AKs and G36s were barely audible, the fight was over quickly, several rookies were on the ground bleeding out with others fumbling with med kits, fanatic took the mercenaries weapons and pilled them by the campfire, he offered them to the rookies. They deserved something to help them survive at least a little longer.
"sadly I must go, you handled yourself well, just help them survive and your camp will continue" said Guide as he disappeared over the hill
My camp, Fanatic thought, he then proceeded to help the wounded.

---Vironin and Dirov---
Duty had seen better days, the bar was barely holding, the same propaganda played but very few stalkers inhabited the zone, and those who did were in one of the many factions now inhabiting the zone, too many factions for us stalkers own good, we are too spread out.
Duty didn't want any more lives to be affected by the zone but they needed the help, the military are taking as much as they can to restrict the zone, Vironin respected that decision, but by taking the Freedom base they neglected the barrier, Vironin then realized how much Duty relied on Freedom, Monolith raiders came pouring from the north, it was quite disturbing... he saw several familiar names, names of some of the stalkers that headed north on his PDA, it seems not all of them died, but that was to change, the monolith raided the warehouses and even the bloodsucker village, they began an assault on bar that nearly broke through.
"I am getting sick of this, we need all of our men, call Dirov, we need to sort this out" said Vironin
"yes sir" said a Dutyer as he called Dirov
"this is Dirov" said a voice through the PDA
"Vironin would like to speak to you" said the Dutyer as he passed it to Vironin
"Vironin, to what do I owe the pleasure" said Dirov
"cut the crap Dirov, you know why I call, we cant split like this, neither of us will last like this, we need to work together" said Vironin
"our aims may be similar little Vironin but they are different, our views of the whole thing are wrong, we can work together but we will never be the same whole" said Dirov "shit well Ill have to call you back, sorry"
Son of a bitch, thought Vironin angrily, this wasn't helpful, he sat down and stared into the fireplace, he laid back and tried to think...
  21:27:46  2 October 2008
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Red Storm Part 7 - Bullethole

"who are you" asked Shadow
"I am Gregor, leader of Clear Sky Reborn" said Gregor, I was just passing by when I heard a bloodsucker roar and saw those lights in the window, it could have been a ruse but I couldn't take that chance.
"Yeah thanks again for that, I don't even know what that was" said Beaver "Its definitely not a bloodsucker"
"yes, it mutated from the bloodsuckers" said Gregor "It is known now by those who see it as the soul sucker, people are believing that they suck out your soul as well as your life, its quite ridiculous but they are deadly all the same, they even are seen leading bloodsuckers"
"really, thats... interesting to know" said Buffalo eying all the blood and gore
"Can I go?" said a small voice under all the bodies
"oh man almost forgot about you after all this fighting, lets get him to the bandit base" said Beaver
"yea we are welcome there" said Buffalo
They left the building and walked across the street.
"what were you doing out here, I thought Clear Sky was based in the Marsh" asked Shadow
"We were until that damn blowout wiped out most of our men" Gregor answered "I was returning from the nuclear power plant, I had just been exploring the place, that Marked One cleared up a nice path. I was coming back to warn my men to prepare for the war.
"War? what war?" asked Buffalo "I never heard of a war!"
"the war I talk about is the war against the zone" Gregor answered
"I thought clear sky were researchers, or something" said Beaver "why are you going to fight what you came to research"
"We were researchers, and after researching we learn t it must be destroyed" said Gregor "I must go now, tell no one about me, we must use stealth or our enemies will discover us before the time is right"
"you mean the zone or the Red Flag?" asked shadow, but when he turned around he was gone "creepy"

Bullet opened his eyes, it was raining, he looked down to see debris covering his lower body, he couldn't feel his legs, his visor was foggy and cracked, several holes and bloodstains impaired his vision. His exoskeleton was damaged and several areas were torn apart, he coughed, blood spat out.
He looked around painfully, he could barely make out the Pripyat Eye, it was partially collapsed. He saw where he was... he remembered how he got here...
---4 days ago---
"GET DOWN" shouted Bullet as machine gun fire mowed down several of his comrades, the battle for Pripyat was a bloody battle, all around him stalkers were fighting. He watched as his men returned blind fire at the machine gunners position, he was getting worried.
"whats our status" shouted Bullet, his PDA damaged from a sniper round.
"Freedom has entrenched in the eastern buildings, our forces to the west are fortified, our advance is only hampered by the bandits and the monolith" said Radar, a Dutyer
"good, now lets take care of this MG nest, he spun around and fired over his cover. He saw a shot hit the gunner in the shoulder and saw the turret turn towards him, his men got up and fired at the gunner, bullets hitting his shoulder, chest, arm and head, the man fell over, a bloody mess.
"good job, SQUAD ADVANCE" shouted Bullet and they slowly pushed forward "lets get to that Freedom base, requisition some RPGs we might need them, lets join the advance squad"
The Dutyers joined up with three other squads, they were going to rush a large apartment building, almost every window had a sniper or a machine gunner, this was going to be painful.
"FIRE" Bullet roared as the men fired at every window in sight, jumping behind what ever cover they could to reload.
Instantly the Freedomers returned fire, bullets flew in every direction as he saw some of the slower Dutyers take the punishment.
"Shit my gun jammed" Bullet said as his men returned fire "Radar are you hit"
"no sir" replied Radar "and.. I found another way in, we can take a side route, we have to leave the other squads here or it will look suspicious"
"really?" said Bullet "well lets get going, main squad follow me"
There were seven Dutyers in main squad, all in exoskeletons, the seventh Radar however had a SEVA, they also only used Grozas, they ran through the streets, the shooting became distant as they reached their target. It was the end of the building, debris from the building beside it made a form of bridge.
"Inside double time" said Bullet as he headed into the building "prepare for anything"
The Dutyers walked upstairs and entered the doorway.
"what in the hell" said Bullet, quite confused "what do they think they are doing"
There was a large pile of debris, surrounded by monolith... all... bowing as if it were god.
"men, lets show them the same mercy they showed our comrades" said Bullet as all of main squad raised their Grozas and fired, wiping them out without any resistance, they saw the collapsed wall, it formed a perfect bridge.
"lets move, keep quiet till we get close" said Bullet
They slowly crossed the bridge.
"what the hell are they up to" said a Dutyer as several heads turned, seven Dutyers sneaking into the building before them.
"they wont survive in there, continue firing" said the squad leader.
They slowly walked through the building, the place was full of bullet holes, they slowly crept until they saw a Freedom Sniper looking out the window, they carefully crept and...
Radar stepped on some debris.
"what.." said the Freedomer before getting shot in the head
"AMBUSH" said a Freedomer below
"shit screw stealth open fire" said Bullet as his team started firing.
Outside the situation was lighting up.
"Look they are firing somewhere else" said a dutyer as he saw flashes but saw no bullets
"GIVE EM HELL, FIRE THE RPGS" said the squad leader
Twelve Dutyers carrying RPG-7s aimed at the building and fired, the shots hit the side of the building blowing several feet in, the levels behind them could barely hold their weight, they lost their support.
"SHIT FUCK" said Bullet as the entire hallway they fought on creaked and slowly angled to the left.
"RUN, DEEPER IN, RUN" said Bullet as the supports gave way, he ran down the hallway, the place was turning quickly, he turned the corner and saw halfway along the hallway, it was tearing lose, he ran as fast as his exoskeleton can let him and he jumped. He barely held on as the rooms behind him collapsed into a heap, into an anomaly and explode.
Bullet pulled himself up and ran along the hallways, he turned the corner and fired at several Freedomers, and then the second barrage, this one was different.
"GET DOWN" yelled the squad leader as he hid behind the cover, a full line of T-90 main battle tanks were driving down the streets, the Freedomers fired at the tanks, causing them to turn and fire their main cannons at the building, the building was torn apart by the damage, it was almost as if someone planted explosives beforehand because the building simply exploded in the lower levels, knowing freedom it was probably a fail safe.
Bullet looked around trembling as every thing was falling, he saw some freedomers and had to make sure that they wouldnt make it, he opened his pouch and pulled out his last five HE grenades and ran at the freedomers, pulling the five pins and dived. The explosion tore up the area around him and the next thing he knew he was falling gently into peaceful oblivion.
The sky went red.
And everything went black.
Bullet stared, he looked for his arms, one was impaled by a large pipe, the other was free, he noticed a Desert Eagle lying on the ground beside him and reached for it, he held it up and examined the magazine as best he could. Seven shots, he would have to save it...
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Red Storm Part 8 - Voices

"sir the hunt continues, the elusive Wendigo is proving difficult, the device is almost ready, after its ready we must place it" said the soldier
"excellent, send Khalepski my regards, so the stalkers are eluding us, very well, we will have another attempt, and it seems time is running short, WE MUST HAVE... Him" said Mikhael
"yes sir right away sir" said the soldier as he was dismissed
It seems the world will be within our grasp, thought Mikhael, it seems all we need is the Keeper of the Heart...

Skies of blood red...
Fires of deep blue...
The end is coming soon...
When shadow sweeps across...
Nothing left but his rule...

Owl woke up with a start, he thought he heard something, as if the zone was calling him, beckoning him for some reason, if that was so he thought to himself, then my retirement plan was a big waste of time, if something needs doing call the young uns. He looked through his fridge, nothing much to snack on, he grabbed some crackers and piled cheese on them, for some reason he was bothered, by the death of that kid? that was days ago, it didn't need to bother him, did it?
"zone is never a nice place..." he said slowly, then he heard it, something was climbing his fence. He ran down stairs and got his AK-47 and some ammo for it and ran back up. Men were climbing over and loading weapons.
"You are not invited, leave or you will be forgotten by the unforgiving zone" said Owl, they fired in return. He ducked down and fired off, they were ruining his nice house.
The first two went down fairly quickly, several bursts at their heads and they were down, the others were not so forgiving, they blind fired, destroying most of his furniture, he saw shapes moving along his fencing, they were surrounding him.
"I'm going to miss this place" said Owl as he ran down into his bunker, he smashed open a glass box and turned a lever, he ran down into the lower levels and sealed off just before hearing the building above him explode. He then turned to the old fireplace, clicked a button and the fireplace moved out of the way, revealing a dimly lit path.
"Rats" he said, walking into the tunnel as the fireplace closed behind him "theres no going back now"

Life as one..
Death as he...
When claws rend bone...
No real homes...

"what are you saying" said Lukash "you cant leave now"
"I have to, this isn't going well, war is going to start and I must find out more" said Shadow
"yeah.... what he said" said Buffalo
"you men have been north" said Borov "survived their prisons, escaped their wrath, and now you leave us"
"yes, sirs, we have to figure this out, i thin..but we have to try to stop more lives from meeting a purposeless death" said Beaver "i think"
"fine, but where are you going may we ask" said Lukash
"to the swamps" replied Shadow "we leave tonight"...

Doc heard it, he went outside, he thought he heard a voice in his sleep, it was unnerving but he suddenly felt the urge to return to the zone, at least the deeper areas. He questioned it before grabbing the assassin's pistol and calling his dog over, he looked around, winter was coming, and with that thought he walked off into the morning fog.

---Forester and Milov---
"It must be so Milov, you may stay here but I am going north soon" said Forester "but I will wait for a while, the zone doesn't want me to go right now, its hard to explain"
"but Forester, with mercenaries after you, you would need our company" said Milov
"perhaps Milov, but lets not worry about this now, for its morning, and morning is a time for breakfast" Forester replied, he lowered his voice when Milov left "or thoughts of death"

It was cold and dreary but Guide pressed on, his sleep had worried him but he is continuing his exploration of the New Zone, though this sudden urge to go north surprises even him, he didn't think much of it afterwards.
He found a strange new artifact, Fur, it seemed to provide warmth at the sake of radiation, it was quite an asset now that winter was coming, he stuck it to his belt and felt relieved, he walked on north.

Shadows and Flames...
Ice and Death...
Life and trees...
Mortals in these...

Professor Sakharov looked at his research, it was astounding after all this change, the zone expanding was grim news indeed but he continued to look for anything else out of the ordinary, he noticed an abnormally high level of radiation moving quickly through the fields to the north, he was curious, it was like a blowout or an anomaly, but it was highly mobile as if it was alive, it was astounding. He looked around, the new scientists were a real help and the zombies were really subdued, almost as if something wanted them to find this.

Prepared? how can they prepare for the ever changing zone before them, he readied his men and prepared, in two days they march, and the battle to destroy the zone begins, they know its going to be hard...
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