Average Joe - Used to be Jamie1992
On forum: 03/16/2008
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Ok some of you may remember my old story "Pripyat Stories" or you may not, anyhoo i decided to try my hand again at story writing and hopefully this one is as good as i think it will be.
Before you all ask, i was inspired to make this after playing the Arena Extension Mod (Thanks Siro for making it english)
Anyway read and please let me know what you think.
PS: Yes its a bit exaggerant at some intervals and dosent quite follow certain things quite so well i just wanted to add a bit of spice to it.
Another night in the zone, another night of trying to find the money to pay for that next loaf of bread, another night where one of the most gritty and savage sports takes place, all for the sake of another days sustenance. People look at the zone and think of factions and stalkers fighing over food and territory openly in the zone, the true dark secret of the zone is hidden from those who are blinded by the outside world and the lies they make to cover things up.
Factions solve problems and disputes in the arena, a large underground Colleseum for the veterancy and masters alike, last man standing is the name of the game and as for the rules, there are none anything goes, any dispute between a faction or anyone in general is solved here, however its not only factions who attend this place, some fight for the money so they can buy precious food and water.
The arena has its own Charts, the highest ranking of which is nicknamed "The King", a man with an aura of fear surrounding him, noone wants to fight him, every man who has never came back to tell the tale. Now the arena is open to those who are willing to "look" for it, but there are those who are forced to fight, prisoners for example, people caught from a opposing faction are kept and chain for amusment for a select few. And the rest are here to either payback certain people or because they have made huge mistakes in the zone and the only thing left is to fight.
Where do i fit into this you ask?. Im a prisoner, caught spying on the duty, the freedom commander gave me the mission to bring back any info or similar of the duty precense and there plans. All went well till i turned to see a duty patrolmen standing over me, Before i could do anything the butt of his AK was slammed into my face and knocked me out cold.
I awoke in this cage stripped of my possesions and stuck into some bloodstained torn up suit, going out of my mind sitting for hours on end having some bloke pester me and taunt me from the other side of the cage and throwing some of the most primitive food at me.
Im not alone theres another 3 people caged up next to me, the 1st tilting back and forth and muttering to himself, the 2nd leant with his head against the bar eyes closed and looking rather relaxed in a creepy kinda way, and the 3rd is a complete mess face all torn up and hes sat wide eyed looking around kinda like hes tripping and not fully aware. Sat here i think about my past mistakes and thinking back to the stuff that lead to me being caged up in this room.
I try to attract the attention of one of the others by making a 'psst' noise, only one looks, the well composed person he looks over to me, then looks over at the door and then back at me, confused i ask what this place is and all he replys with is "Hell". He then tilts his head back and closes his eyes and starts to whistle.
Faint voices start to approach and come closer, the well composed man tilts his head forward again and sighs very heavily. 2 loners walk in and walk over towards my cage, chuckles arise and the words "Lets break this one into his new home". They open the cage door i immmediatly try to get out but one pushes me back in as the other brings out a balacave type of thing
but this has no eye holes.
Im told to put it on and just cooperate, not wanting to get myself in to deep i follow and do as im told, one grabs my arm and starts pulling me and leads me around after a good 5 minuites walking we stop they remove the makeshift blindfold. As its taken off my vision starts to come back from the blur that it was, i see a man being dragged up the stairs by his feet his face a complete mess with blood everyhwere across his body.
Worrie i start to hesitate more and really dont want to go down, one of the loners pushes me and tells me to go down.
Reluctently i do as im told and when i go to the bottom theres a small steel gate, the loner opens it and tells me to go in, as i pass he slams the gate shut and locks it.
I turn around and start franticly pulling at the gate, a hard crackle comes overhead and a voice starts to speak, "Please move to the middle of the room", i move to the centre and look around, "Good now stay still a moment". A shutter opens and i see a shadowed figure stood at a window like bay, he then leans down and starts talking to me again "now behind you is another gate, turn and face it", again i do as im told and face the other gate.
It opens and stood there is another stalker, calmy he walks out and stops and looks behind as someone closes the gate, he looks back and gives a menacing smile. The voice person in the booth talks to me again "now your new to this so ive made it easy for you, this is Animal, hes not the best and hes not the worst", "I belive he will be a good test to see what your
capable of". I turn and look at the personin the booth and say "What is this?, test to see what?" He replys "Your see just remember to defend", a laugh comes out from the booth mic.
I turn back and see the person stood there, "Animal?" i enquire, He lets out a soft chuckle and changes into a kind of boxing stance, "What the fuck is going on?". The man looks back up at me and lowly walks towards me, "So you ready to do this?", "Do what?" i reply, "This", his swings a hard right hook towards me and hits me clean around the left side of my face, i stagger
to my right and fall to my knees holding my face.
"Get up!" he shouts, i turn my head to my left to look at him and before i could turn all the way i get another hard punch into my face, this time i fall down onto my chest and cough up some blood onto the floor, before being able to compose myself im pulled back to my feet and turned around and makes me face him, my vision comes back to a point where i can just make out another fist coming towards me so i duck and go behind him as he almost loses balance from swining into the air.
He regains balance and goes to turn back round, i use my instincts and go to defend myself so i throw a hard right towards his face and contact, his head jolts to the right but he turns straight back with a menacing grin, with his left hand he grabs my face and pushes me back towards the wall and lifts me up, he brings his right arm back as if to get ready to hit me in the stomach, i start flaling my feet madly towards him hitting him in the stomach as he loses grip and i come back down to the floor with my feet firm, thinking fast i throw more right hooks towards his face and hit multiple times, he falls onto his back looking up, blood streaming from his mouth and nose, a voice comes rings out "Come on hurry it up, get him finished with".
A man throws steel bars down from so openings in the booth they fall and clang to the floor and lay rested. The person i was told is named "Animal" gets up and gets his bearings i run over and grab one of the bars and walk back as i composed my grip on the bar in my hands, Animal grabs the other bar spits out to the corner and then looks back at me with another menacing grim.
Part 2 Coming soon if peeps like this one.
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