Hey guys and girls, I have another Fanfiction for you all.
Note that I am NOT giving up on 'Remnants Collapse', I just have another story now, so upload times won't actually be weekly, instead just random. This way I can double time stories without worrying about an upload time, and time for suggestions to get through on the reviews.
I will also be changing fonts sometime soon, I will copy and paste this to my other story as well.
I want to thank you all for reading, please enjoy.
"As for me, I'll do what I do best. Lie, Steal, CHEAT, AND SURVIVE!"
Roman yelled out... right before he was swallowed alive, right in front of the young huntress in training.
To Roman, it was all a blur. A flash of red and pink there, white, and then just black.
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'It was that simple huh?' Roman thought while he was walking in the abyss. 'Such a disappointing way to go.' He thought. Technically though, he wasn't walking, he didn't have anything to walk on, just pure void.
Then he saw it, something glowing orange in the pitch black eternity. He 'walked' over to it and picked it up.
The device, or whatever it was, consisted of gray and orange. It was cubed shaped, and had a weird glow to it. Roman bent over and picked it up, he tossed it back and forth in his hands, tossing it up and down.
The cube started pulsating in his hands, the orange glowing brighter and brighter. Roman then realized what he was holding...
A weird ass grenade.
"Oh son of a bi-"
Roman was then engulfed in an orange light, leaving the black void behind.
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"I thought you said the mission was a success, sir." The angry freelancer, at the moment, South Dakota; said towards The Director.
"One of the mission objectives was stealth. Your carelessness revealed our intentions and made our next mission more difficult. They'll be ready for us. Dismissed."
A frustrated South walks off towards the door, she heard Carolina say behind her...
"Think I should talk to her?"
South made a point to Carolina by punching the control panel, breaking it.
"Maybe we give her a minute." North suggested.
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Roman fell to the ground... and hit a cold metal floor.
"-tch, ah." Roman finished his statement from earlier as he got up and looked around.
The window he was next to showed black space and stars, something that was a clear view on the Atlas ship as well.
"Great." Roman said aloud, he really did not want to be on that ship any longer than he had to; even if he was having some fun earlier.
"HEY!" A female voice yelled at the end of the hallway.
Roman turned around, expecting to see one of the Huntress-in-Training that always mess up his work, but that wasn't what he was met with.
An android in Purple, Orchid to be specific, and Light Green highlights over the metal; and an intimidating visor was what was staring back at him.
"Umm... hi?" Roman said, as he mocked the 'bots' choice of words.
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South was not having a good day.
Not only had her, admittedly, impatience almost caused the mission to fail with her and North's lives to lay to waste; but also got her knocked down on the leaderboard.
So when she came across someone who obviously was not supposed to be on board... she definitely would not pass up an opportunity to kick the shit out of them.
"HEY!" She yelled at the figure, ready to vent her anger on the stowaway.
The man wore a white coat with black pants and shoes, but the three most distinguishing features about him was his Orange hair, bowler hat, and his cane.
"Umm... hi?" The man said with smugness obvious in his voice.
This caused Souths' head to churn. Not only was she already upset, but with the man now insulting her...
She was about to go ballistic.
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Roman got a surprise after his retort, a welcome one, but a surprise nonetheless.
Instead of the bot trying to console and bring him in, it instead charged forward and attempted to throw a right hook.
Key word: Tried
Roman easily unclouded his senses and got serious. He parried with the shaft of his cane, blocking the attack.
South recoiled after her fist collided with the metal shaft. South then grabbed the cane in order to grab it from the man.
Unfortunately for her, many people, to many; had tried this with Roman before. He simply waited for the cane to line up with its head, and then let the sparks fly.
He pulled the trigger on his cane, blasting a projectile into its face, shattering the helmet.
Roman turned around, assuming he was victorious in destroying the machine.
Then everything went black... again.
