Chapter 1: Late for Work
Stupid light, why don't you just shut off? Oh, wait a minute, that's not a light! It's the sun... the situation is worse than I thought. That means it's the morning, which also means it's past 8am, so I;m late for my daily slave labour. Oh well...
MY GOD! I'm late for work! I roll out of bead as I think of this, hitting my head on the radio. I then scramble up running to my closet ignoring my new headache. Great, just what I need before my beating! A flipping headache! I take a blue citizen jumpsuit and dress into it as quickly as possible. I then quickly grab my glasses and my old watch from the table next to my closet while rushing to the door, grabbing a stale biscuit a long the way. Then, I put my shoes on and leave my apartment unit.
Instead of going down to the streets, I take a turn left and head for the roofs. Seeing as how late I'll be, I didn't want to be caught by the "friendly" Civil Protection. Since by going on the roofs, I bypassed the CP and the many checkpoints on the way to the local factory. The only danger I had to worry about is falling.
As I open the door to the roofs, the almighty sunlight blinds me for a moment before the ominous sight of City 14 comes into view. City 14 was one of the longest surviving cities to defend it's self from the never ending onslaught of the Combine. That's if you count a mere twenty minutes more than City 24. Thus, we earned the privilege of the first to be attacked by Stryders and Hunters. The result: only half of the city remained when we surrendered. Looking out on the roofs you could see the ruins of the battle.
After the effect of the sun I turned to the building on my right, which was fairly close to mine. I decided that it was safe for me jump the gap. After landing with a small thud I continued this routine.
As I followed the routine until I started to see the smoke stacks in the distance. I then searched for a entrance way into the buildings I'd jump on. I finally found one on a boutique near what use to be downtown. Downtown's now the centre of the Combine's hold on the city. After the Seven Hour war, the Combine wanted to teach this city a lesson by turning downtown into a chasm. Since then, they've put their barracks in downtown by creating artificial ledges branching from it. In the centre there's their HQ. No one knows how it manages to be in the centre.
Without knowing, the boutique that I entered hadn't been visited since the Seven Hour war. Because of this the whole place was falling into disrepair. The windows were boarded up, the walls crumbling, no light except for what light managed to slip through the windows and worst of all the wooden floors rotten away.
Sadly though, I didn't know any of this when I entered the boutique. The stairs should of been my first clue though as some of them were pretty much non-existent. As I think of it now, they didn't exist. So as I went down the stairs (skipping the last three steps) the thought that this place had been abandoned hadn't crossed my mind.
When I walked down the hall looking at my watch to see how late I'll be (which in fact was getting ridiculous as it was almost 9am, my shift started at 9:15am) I turned into a open room hoping that the stairs down to the main floor were there. While a part of my wish was granted, the other part of it was tossed out the window, into the garbage and incinerated promptly to prevent contamination. The room that I entered was in fact a room with no floor in it. So when I stepped into it, my foot was stepping into the middle of a pit. It was then I noticed that I was stepping into a room with no floor in it.
"Oh God..." I muttered just as I started to fall. It was then that I heard the buzz of a stun baton and the dreaded but heard so often demanding voice of CP.
"I repeat, who are you!" I started to see some light as I heard the echo of the CP. Shit, if I'm hearing echos in this room that must mean four things: A: The floors are all broken in this particular spot. Probably a leaky roof. B: It also mean's that the building is larger than it looks. So not a boutique. C: It's going to hurt... a lot, and lastly D: Civil Protection interrogation + me dropping in= uncertain future/possibility of death. It can't get any worse... can it?
"I'm... telling you... my name is... Sarah... Winters..." A woman's voice said, full of coughing fits in between. After hearing this I heard someone spit.
The light was now close and bright enough for me to make out the shapes of who were in the room. There was three Civil Protection units in the room. Two with stun batons and one who seemed to be the interrogator with a USP on his hip. The woman who was supposedly Sarah Winters was sitting against the wall. From where I was looking she was wearing a black hoodie with a white t-shirt underneath. She also wore grey cargo pants and what seemed to be hiking boots. Her hair was in a long ponytail that was black.
The room that the interrogation was taking place and also where I was falling into was a gruesome room with blood stains all over the place. There was a lamp providing the sole source of light in the room. Unlike the normal everyday interrogation room, there was no window looking into the room. Also the room was made purely out of concrete.
"Lies! Guards beat her. If she doesn't tell the truth after than maybe we can enjoy ourselves after for a bit." The CP interrogator said with a hint of amusement in his voice. I could only wonder what would happen to Sarah.
The guards moved up to Sarah and started to hitting her with the batons. She only sat there amongst all the beating, not saying anything nor did she resist the beating. It made me wonder how long she was there for.
During all of this, the interrogator decided to stand back and watch. Luckily for me, he moved underneath where I was going to land. Thank you Lord! Now that I've got myself a comfy cushion, I've got to...
I then landed on the interrogator with a loud cracking sound (my glasses flung off my face from the impact). The two other CP units suddenly stopped and turned around towards my direction. I quickly search for the USP that was on the interrogator before I fell on him. Where is it! I need it now! Here it is! This final thought goes through my head as my hand finds its way onto the USP. I quickly draw the gun out and point it at the closest CP unit and shoot him in the chest several times. He was sadly not even two feet away from me before finally dying from the last shot. The CP unit starts to fall on me as I turn my body to get one final shot before he reacts. Sadly though he was already ready for me and puled out an unseen USP.
The next few moments become a blur for me as the following things happen. A: The dead CP unit falls on me as I align my gun at the other CP unit, causing my shot to go wide and hit the light bulb in the lamp. B: Because of the dead CP unit, my stomach is saved from hot lead. Instead my right thigh gets hit. C: The crushing weight of the dead CP unit with the pain in my thigh causes me to slowly fall unconscious, and D: Just before the world goes dark, I hear a thud in the middle of the room and hurried footsteps coming towards me.
All because I was late for work.
A/N: Finally! I get something on this site that's worth reading (talking about my stuff).
Hope you enjoy this and please R&R