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WDA ENDGAME: [Z]earth; Liberty Assault Team
Topic Started: Feb 9 2011, 04:50 AM (844 Views)
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Everything sounded distant. He heard a voice shouting and gun shots.. But he was already miles away in his own mind. So much overwhelming pain. So much blood was lost. His mind was foggy. He wasn't even sure where he was. Had he been shot again..? He just wasn't sure.

APP: OVERRIDE.

S.PH.REGEN

Oliver's body began to rapidly heal. The injuries all over started closing. His body seized before he took a deep breath thrusting himself forward. He rolled over onto his front resting on his hands as his chest heaved. But the real surprise was the lack of incredible pain as he did so from his shoulder..

He reached up to his arm. It was sore.. stiff.. and scarred. But otherwise the injury itself was reduce to a small gash. And it felt like it was shrinking still. He leg too.. He checked his Dreamweaver and grinned. "Monty.. finished a new program?!" He said cheerfully. However as he lowered his hand his smile turned to shock, which slowly turned to horror..

He turned away, clenching his eyes... Johnson was... Wait.. who? How?

He turned and spotted Chetri. "You did it!?" He clenched his hands into fists looking back. "You.." He wasn't sure what he felt. Rage. Betrayal. Grief. Pain. Intense sadness. Relief? He wasn't sure. Too much was happening all at once. For now he'd ignore it.

He turned looking to Chetri. "Are you.. okay?"

Unfortunately even this was interrupted. From above noises. And a loud low groan.. There was snapping nearby and something that sounded very much like a collapsing ceiling. Either way he couldn't go anywhere if she injured.

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Meanwhile topside there was complete chaos. The chain of command had completely broken down. More importantly the ship itself was groaning and lurching under strain to hold itself together. As such many of them had taken to the water to prevent being crushed by a collapsing deck.

It was obvious the ship wouldn't hold from this beating much longer..
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少し, 頭冷やそうか...
Johnson was dead.

There was a trio of wet, red holes on his shoulder, and another pair through his forehead. A fine red spray marked one of the walls where the man's brains had ended up. It wasn't a pretty death.

"Well you seem fine at least." Chetri said between breaths, sounding almost relieved.

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She was breathing heavily from the stress of the moment, and lying against the bulkhead nearest the door and apparently clutching on to her side as she lowered her weapon. The adrenalin rush that had been fueling her for the past hour or so, was wearing off, and her head was pounding from the abuse of using her abilities almost constantly.

"He managed to get a few shots off as he went down." she gestured towards the corpse "Not bad at all. In anycase, we need to leave immediately, from the noise up there it sounds like... the ship... won't... be..."

She sounded tired, trailing off as her eyes closed involuntarily...

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...and fell to her side on the cold metal deck, a pair of small red holes on her side.
Edited by Katyusha, Feb 11 2011, 12:42 PM.
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"AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

He rages on, decimating anything that gets in his way, not caring whether it's friend or foe. Holes were made on the ship as he smashes another part of the ship on itself. The ship groaned, tilting to one side as it gradually becomes less of a yacht and more of a hulking mass of deformed metal. Loud, thunderous smash and boom reverberated through the night sky as he obliterates the whole ship to nothingness. It went on for a long time, until he finally slowed down, and stopped.

He stared around at the wreckage he made, his face impassive, mouth agape and panting out of exhaustion. The thing he was on right now looked nothing like a ship anymore. There were holes everywhere, huge chunks of the ship are missing, some of it can be found at the other side of the ship, some of it can be found at the far side of the vast ocean. The floor under him creaked, he could hear, feel the ship slowly beginning to break apart from the damage it sustained. In a few moments, the ship will be disintegrated, and he will fall into the ocean and drown with the rest of them.

That way, at least he could be with the others at the bottom of the ocean...

He slumped to his knees, the metallic floor under him snapped slightly, threatening to break down to the floor below.

"Nn... nhk... nnnn...."


His legs gave away completely. He wiped the tears flowing from his eyes, sobbing as he reminisced the happy times that will never come back.
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Oliver rushed to her. "Tch...!" He grabbed her before she hit. "You idiot... those bullets were meant for me.." He said weakly as he eyed her. He lifted her up, frowning deeply. This was the woman whom had killed Johnson. The woman that caused him nothing but frustration. The woman that saved his life. He hated her, sincerely. He hated her and yet.. He didn't.

Because right then the only thing he wanted was for her to survive.

She was a member of his family. Just like Seth. As much as he was begrudging to admit it the only reason she even got under his skin was due to their similarity. "Tch. You're tougher than this. Don't slow me down by dying!" He said pulling his vest off and ripping the shirt into shreds. He used his laser to cauterize the wound. That'd make removing the bullet a bitch later but for now her not bleeding to death was priority. He wrapped the hole with his shirt before carrying her to the top.

The entire ship had broken apart. Shattered chunks of ceiling fell around him. He grit his teeth and climbed the stairs up to the top, carrying her. The ship was even more unstable up here. It had cracked clean in two. He rushed forward making the jump across to the other side. He knew he was being rough but survival first. "Sorry.." He said beneath his breath. He finally reached Seth.

As soon as he reached him he saw a large blue dragon emerge from the water. "Amourette!" He turned to Seth before carefully setting her down on the surface. "WHAT THE HELL.. DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING SITTING AROUND?!" Oliver said with a grin. "Our friends are out there.. Believe in them!"

He walked to the dragon and carefully place Chetri on it's back. He turned to seth. "You go with Chetri. Make sure she doesn't move around. You're injured. I'll swim.." He said even as the deck cracked again splitting. "GO! I'M LEAVING HER IN YOUR CARE!" He smiled broadly. "Don't give up until the end. That's the way we do things at the WDA right?"
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Stupid... Stupid, stupid STUPID SETH!!!

A fist came flying out of nowhere, a pure manifestation of chagrin hatred and relief smashed right at his face, causing him to reel back with his nose broken. He fell backward, clutching his bleeding nose with the look of surprise on his face.

YOU TELL ME NOT TO GO OVERBOARD BUT YOU GO AROUND RAMPAGING LIKE A MAD RHINO!!! YOU TELL ME NOT TO KILL PEOPLE BUT YOU GO AROUND TURNING THIS WHOLE SHIP TO A TOMB!!! OLIVER AND CHETRI WERE IN THE SHIP AND YOU JUST PUT THEIR LIVES IN DANGER!!! YOU COULD HAVE EVEN KILLED YOURSELF!!! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO FINISH THIS MISSION WITH EVERYONE STILL IN ONE PIECE, DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT!!!! SETH YOU SHITHEAD, I HATE YOOOUUUUU!!!!!!


It was like someone just dropped a brick on his head, instantly waking him up from the nightmare of reality. V here, the angsty, sadistic, malevolent, big-mouthed meta-virus whose hobby is to torture Seth was actually worried about him. Of course, that may be because he's just worried that he'd lose his host.

But what really washed away his despair was the confident grin of Oliver, the main source of all this trouble, the voluntary damsel in distress (boy version). There's supposed to be no reason for him to play the role he's playing today. Unless he, Oliver, trusted everyone in the WDA to heart. He trusted them to be his friend, to help him whenever he needed it, to carry out the mission without any casualties, to survive against all odds so that they can all waltz back to the dingy office of the Willicott Detective Agency safe and sound, and still be alive for another client that needs their help in solving a case or a mystery.

He wiped his watery eyes, clenching his teeth as he made one last sob before getting up unsteadily on his feet, clinging to the water dragon for support. Oliver was right. Isn't a friend someone whom you give your fullest trust? Then, why can't he trust them to keep their promise of staying alive? He shouldn't worry too much... they can live through it... they HAVE to. "S... sorry Oliver... I... I guess I... I kinda..."

You kinda what? WHAT?!

"Eh... uhm... yeah, sorry about that V,"

I don't want your apology.
He said with a huff. You might as well have realized that if you die I need to find another host, which I can't go out to find because if I do I'd be killing people and you'd be angry and depressed and... Uh... I said nothing.

Seth didn't want to argue anymore, but deep down he was genuinely surprised by the answer he got. V here went out of his way just to keep him, well... not unhappy?

No sentimental stuff, brat. I hate those sort of things.

"I get it, I get it..." He said, he said, regaining his usual optimistic childish smile, as he climbed on Amourette. There's not much room for two people, especially with one of them being unconscious. But this would have to do until they reach dry land. Besides, the ship is starting to break apart, it would be unwise to idle around on it much longer. "Slow and steady, okay, Amy?" The dragon simply grunted as it flapped it's wings, causing it to slowly hover in the air. He held the unconscious Chetri tight so as not to let her get thrown off the dragon's back. "Thanks, Chetri," He didn't know her well enough other than the fact that she's a cold, emotionless girl with as much empathy as a rock, but right now none of that mattered. Because to him, she's someone who had risked her life, going with the rest of the WDA to rescue Oliver.

The water dragon took off to the skies...
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