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Chapter 1 - Episode 9
Location: Urban Sector - Slums, World of Ruin
Shadow began his climb down to the crumbling streets below. He lost track of time, looking out over the Slums from the broken access road high above the city streets. His mind was troubled. His thoughts like a winding road. Beneath this sprawling section of upper access roadways, was a well-preserved mansion of sorts. The architecture was masterful, holding fast against the flow of time, and the destruction of the Calamity that fell from the sky. Throughout his decent, Shadow thought about the inhabitants who once lived here. He wondered if they ever had a chance to escape. Did this family live on, to see the end of their world? No. It didn't matter. This place had long been forgotten; empty, still, remnants of a bygone era.
When he finally reached street level, standing before the unbroken mansion, Shadow took a moment to gaze upwards. It was a true marvel, what the civilization that came before had accomplished. Taking a deep breath, Shadow gathered his thoughts; he knew it was time to move onward. The old world motor bike was still waiting for him, parked just outside the mansion's front gates, rusted yet beautifully crafted. Just as Shadow began to walk, something flew past his face with tremendous velocity, just narrowly missing him before blowing a hole in the masonry behind him. The sound of gunfire quickly followed. He had been ambushed. Three large Ogres came into view as Shadow rushed behind the motor bike for cover. He quickly surveyed his attackers. All were heavily armored, and the Ogre at the rear was carrying an old world rocket launcher.
...
Xerith found herself walking along a quiet city street, lined with several large homes and mansions. She admired the craftsmanship, amazed that this forgotten community had suffered little damage in the wake of the Catastrophe. Perhaps the extensive network of upper roadways had provided some protection against the destruction that rained from the sky, on that fateful day. She had spent much time here, rummaging through the larger structures for possible salvage to collect and bring back to her homeland. She had in her possession an old world storage device that could shrink objects through some sort of molecular reduction. She didn't understand how the device worked. That knowledge had been lost to time. All that mattered was her clan. Their survival depended upon her success, here, in this forgotten city.
Xerith walked along, when the sound of distant thunder caused her to pause. She looked up, the sky was gray, but that was nothing unusual for life in the Urban Sector. The thunder became more rapid, and came with it a pattern that was very distinctive. It was so quiet between bursts that she could hear what sounded like stonework breaking apart. She crept forward, listening, occasionally jolting, when she finally realized that it was gunfire, just up ahead. Xerith engaged her cloaking device, more old world technology she didn't understand, and scaled the rooftops until she came to a large mansion. In the streets below she caught sight of the lone wanderer she had followed before, holding off three green-skinned ones behind the motor bike he had claimed in the alleyway. She couldn't believe her eyes, was it really him? Had fate brought them together once more? Xerith didn't have time to dwell on such thoughts, she had to act now. Xerith didn't know what provoked the attack, but also knew that she couldn't stand idly by and do nothing. Xerith wouldn't let him fight this battle alone. Not today.
...
Shadow knew the situation was dire. He had never known Ogres to be this organized before. He couldn't help but think, was all this really necessary over an old world motor bike? Still, something about their behavior troubled him greatly. Never mind. Shadow regained his composure, cocking his long rifle in the process. He could do this. He would have to remain steady and true. A shielded Ogre was protecting the one with the rocket launcher, straying ahead only slightly. Shadow felt that removing the shielded Ogre first might prompt the one with the rocket launcher to react uncontrollably. Keep the status quo, Shadow thought to himself. One other beast remained; this one would have to be removed first. Nothing particularly stood out with this Ogre.
Peering over the motor bike, Shadow was poised to fire, when suddenly, out of nowhere; another wanderer appeared on the second floor balcony of the mansion, calling out to him. Cloaked in sand green and wielding twin pistols, the wanderer drew the attention of all three Ogres, even just for a moment, it was enough. Shadow reacted. With two quick precision shots from his long rifle, Shadow incapacitated his intended target as well as the shielded Ogre, both now lying still on the pavement. The shielded Ogre attempted to retract backwards to protect the rear one, but to no avail. Just as Shadow suspected, the remaining Ogre became berserked. Before he could take the shot, the Ogre fired a single rocket upward toward the wanderer on the balcony. The sound of the rocket pierced the air. The wanderer attempted to dodge, but the rocket slammed into the balcony, causing a massive explosion of dust and masonry. The wanderer fell onto the pavement below, lying motionless on the ground. Now unarmed, the Ogre rushed toward Shadow in a frenzy. Shadow's first shot blew the Ogre's helmet apart, leaving the beast's head exposed. One final head shot was enough to take the Ogre down for good.
Shadow rushed over to aid the wanderer who had helped him defeat the Ogres. The wanderer was female, and badly wounded. Still breathing but drifting in and out of consciousness. This was beyond his skill to heal. She needed proper medical attention, and quickly. Shadow feared that she might not make it through the night. He would have to take her to the capital city of Hope, in the center of the Urban Sector, a place he avoided. Shadow had always stayed away from large settlements, preferring to wander alone. None of that mattered now; this wanderer's life depended upon it. Shadow carried her to the motor bike, and drove off into the sunset.
THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!
Aftermarket parts are from Brick Forge, Brick Arms, Brick Warriors, Cape Madness, Amazing/United Armory, Tiny Tactical, Finders Keepers, Battle Brick, and Minifig.Cat.
Special thanks to Family Bricks/Brick Mercenaries for the custom Ogre minifigures:
www.flickr.com/photos/49756387@N02/5234392291/in/dateposted/
Faves, comments, and feedback are appreciated, thank you!
To be continued....
Ambushed_7
Chapter 1 - Episode 9
Location: Urban Sector - Slums, World of Ruin
Shadow began his climb down to the crumbling streets below. He lost track of time, looking out over the Slums from the broken access road high above the city streets. His mind was troubled. His thoughts like a winding road. Beneath this sprawling section of upper access roadways, was a well-preserved mansion of sorts. The architecture was masterful, holding fast against the flow of time, and the destruction of the Calamity that fell from the sky. Throughout his decent, Shadow thought about the inhabitants who once lived here. He wondered if they ever had a chance to escape. Did this family live on, to see the end of their world? No. It didn't matter. This place had long been forgotten; empty, still, remnants of a bygone era.
When he finally reached street level, standing before the unbroken mansion, Shadow took a moment to gaze upwards. It was a true marvel, what the civilization that came before had accomplished. Taking a deep breath, Shadow gathered his thoughts; he knew it was time to move onward. The old world motor bike was still waiting for him, parked just outside the mansion's front gates, rusted yet beautifully crafted. Just as Shadow began to walk, something flew past his face with tremendous velocity, just narrowly missing him before blowing a hole in the masonry behind him. The sound of gunfire quickly followed. He had been ambushed. Three large Ogres came into view as Shadow rushed behind the motor bike for cover. He quickly surveyed his attackers. All were heavily armored, and the Ogre at the rear was carrying an old world rocket launcher.
...
Xerith found herself walking along a quiet city street, lined with several large homes and mansions. She admired the craftsmanship, amazed that this forgotten community had suffered little damage in the wake of the Catastrophe. Perhaps the extensive network of upper roadways had provided some protection against the destruction that rained from the sky, on that fateful day. She had spent much time here, rummaging through the larger structures for possible salvage to collect and bring back to her homeland. She had in her possession an old world storage device that could shrink objects through some sort of molecular reduction. She didn't understand how the device worked. That knowledge had been lost to time. All that mattered was her clan. Their survival depended upon her success, here, in this forgotten city.
Xerith walked along, when the sound of distant thunder caused her to pause. She looked up, the sky was gray, but that was nothing unusual for life in the Urban Sector. The thunder became more rapid, and came with it a pattern that was very distinctive. It was so quiet between bursts that she could hear what sounded like stonework breaking apart. She crept forward, listening, occasionally jolting, when she finally realized that it was gunfire, just up ahead. Xerith engaged her cloaking device, more old world technology she didn't understand, and scaled the rooftops until she came to a large mansion. In the streets below she caught sight of the lone wanderer she had followed before, holding off three green-skinned ones behind the motor bike he had claimed in the alleyway. She couldn't believe her eyes, was it really him? Had fate brought them together once more? Xerith didn't have time to dwell on such thoughts, she had to act now. Xerith didn't know what provoked the attack, but also knew that she couldn't stand idly by and do nothing. Xerith wouldn't let him fight this battle alone. Not today.
...
Shadow knew the situation was dire. He had never known Ogres to be this organized before. He couldn't help but think, was all this really necessary over an old world motor bike? Still, something about their behavior troubled him greatly. Never mind. Shadow regained his composure, cocking his long rifle in the process. He could do this. He would have to remain steady and true. A shielded Ogre was protecting the one with the rocket launcher, straying ahead only slightly. Shadow felt that removing the shielded Ogre first might prompt the one with the rocket launcher to react uncontrollably. Keep the status quo, Shadow thought to himself. One other beast remained; this one would have to be removed first. Nothing particularly stood out with this Ogre.
Peering over the motor bike, Shadow was poised to fire, when suddenly, out of nowhere; another wanderer appeared on the second floor balcony of the mansion, calling out to him. Cloaked in sand green and wielding twin pistols, the wanderer drew the attention of all three Ogres, even just for a moment, it was enough. Shadow reacted. With two quick precision shots from his long rifle, Shadow incapacitated his intended target as well as the shielded Ogre, both now lying still on the pavement. The shielded Ogre attempted to retract backwards to protect the rear one, but to no avail. Just as Shadow suspected, the remaining Ogre became berserked. Before he could take the shot, the Ogre fired a single rocket upward toward the wanderer on the balcony. The sound of the rocket pierced the air. The wanderer attempted to dodge, but the rocket slammed into the balcony, causing a massive explosion of dust and masonry. The wanderer fell onto the pavement below, lying motionless on the ground. Now unarmed, the Ogre rushed toward Shadow in a frenzy. Shadow's first shot blew the Ogre's helmet apart, leaving the beast's head exposed. One final head shot was enough to take the Ogre down for good.
Shadow rushed over to aid the wanderer who had helped him defeat the Ogres. The wanderer was female, and badly wounded. Still breathing but drifting in and out of consciousness. This was beyond his skill to heal. She needed proper medical attention, and quickly. Shadow feared that she might not make it through the night. He would have to take her to the capital city of Hope, in the center of the Urban Sector, a place he avoided. Shadow had always stayed away from large settlements, preferring to wander alone. None of that mattered now; this wanderer's life depended upon it. Shadow carried her to the motor bike, and drove off into the sunset.
THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!
Aftermarket parts are from Brick Forge, Brick Arms, Brick Warriors, Cape Madness, Amazing/United Armory, Tiny Tactical, Finders Keepers, Battle Brick, and Minifig.Cat.
Special thanks to Family Bricks/Brick Mercenaries for the custom Ogre minifigures:
www.flickr.com/photos/49756387@N02/5234392291/in/dateposted/
Faves, comments, and feedback are appreciated, thank you!
To be continued....