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| Chaos James | Dec 16 2009, 10:15 PM Post #1 |
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The group of men in black and blue hoodies walked down the street of the slums, their hands either at their sides or in their hoodie pockets. As the gang walked down the street, a clean-up crew of private soilders stepped into the street, facing the gang of hooded thugs. The soilders all had their semi-automatic rifles at the ready, and in an instant all the hooded men pulled out their handguns. Both sides stared at each other for the longest time, then both sides opened fire. Hooded men went down, trained soilders went down, but the gang was thinning. One of the hooded gang members paniced and dove for the alleyway, rolling as they hit the ground and crashing into the garbage cans in the alley. The person quickly jumped up, their hood falling off, to reveal that he was actually a she. Her short, black hair was shook free from the confines of the hood, and she got to her feet. As she stood up, one of the soilders turned into the alley, gun raised. The girl whirled around, pulling out a small, blue, handgun. She fired a burst round from the gun, which drilled into the soilders left arm. The soilder stumbled back, shocked from the strike. The girl then turned and ran down the alley and quickly climbed up the metal link fence, and dropped down the other side. Once she had hit the ground, she tore down the rest of the alley and into the streets. I need your help, flashed across her eyes as she ran, which caused her to fall and crash to the ground. She struggled to her feet and continued to run. "What the hell," she muttered to herself as she ran. As she ran, she tore off her hoodie and sweatpants, revealing her regular white and blue outfit. The streets were pretty empty as she ran, as as she ran, a large private soilder charged out of a door, slamming into her, grabbing her by the neck. He lifted her up with a grin straight from hell across his face. "Suxen, Suxen. Why did you run from the company? Did you really think you could outrun us?" The man laughed as he squeezed tighter, choking the girl slowly. She struggled in his grip, slowly loosing focus. I need your help. Suxen thought quickly about her foot, a small blade extending out of the tip, a small dagger. She then swiftly kicked the man in the crotch, which pierced his armor protection and sliced somewhere... sacred to the man. He promptly dropped his catch as he held his manhood in pain. Suxen was dizzy from the lack of oxygen, and stumbled backwards as she landed on her feet. She was about to slam into the door of the house behind her, and found herself fall through it. She also realized that she didn't hit the ground either, which prompted her to look around... |
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