Mad Max: Road to Salvation: Volume 3
Episode 2: Refueled PT.2
[Echoclonet: Yep, I'll do my best to make it entertaining.]
[dirtrevor: Certainly was, and ther's more to come down the road.]
[Wombag1786: Heh, sorry about that. Well I guess maybe the dogs will get a bowler hat to play with from Torchwick, he won't be needing it soon enough, if get my drift. This is a good idea for a sweet scene, so it could happen.]
[CAD D CHATTERBOX: Oh don't worry man, I'm not going anywhere, hopefully for a long time.]
[Helljumper206: Thanks, I'll do my best.]
[Dracus7: I know what you're talking about when it comes to COD, but what is Jormungand? PM me and we can talk about it.]
-ONE HOUR LATER: INDUSTRIAL AREA-
Orion watched the last truck drive off with a satisfied look after the buyer had made good on his full payment for the supply of munitions. He had to admit it was a satisfying feeling to have all that cash back in his organization's pockets. He briefly sat down on a supply crate and opened the briefcase of loot, grinning at the success of the run. Raquel strolled over to him with her own smile of pride in their handy work on her face. She put her hands on his shoulders and hung on his back in a seductive manner.
"Well handsome, nice score." Raquel praised her boss with a with purr to her voice.
"What can I say? Hail to the king baby." He said suavely with a cool shrug.
Suddenly their moment was interrupted as an employee of theirs came running over to them. "Boss, boss! We got trouble coming our way fast!" The man said in a panicked tone as he looked at the both of them.
"Spit it out little man! What is it?!" Raquel hissed to the underling as she let go of Orion.
"A group of cars, huge pack of cops included! It's that black car at the front of the pack!" The low ranked crook told his superiors.
"That guy again, well he's not a problem we didn't expect." The boss said coolly and looked to his right-hand lady. "Raquel, you know what to do."
"I'm on it." She nodded and walked away to set up a defense, as well as plan B. As she disappeared to get her job done, Orion grabbed a megaphone from a nearby shipping crate and climbed on top of a catwalk.
"Hey everybody! Heads up! We've got a pack of cops on the way and I want everybody armed to the teeth! Whoever gets the highest kill count gets a big chunk of cash! Anyone who destroys the Road Warrior's car gets double, and three times as much if you kill him before I do!" He shouted to his henchmen. The crooks rallied to their boss's side and began shouting in applause as they raised their weapons in preparation for battle.
-MINUTES LATER-
The pack of law enforcement vehicles roared into the freight yard, a wail of multiple sirens signaling their arrival. The road warrior and some of his comrades rolled in before the police, and began leading swat teams to proper assault positions. The assault force set up sniper positions, gun turrets, the might of the VPD had been assembled for the operation. A brief silence fell over the freight yard as the elite tactical cops and hunters had entrenched themselves while pointing their weapons at the main door of a warehouse. One of the higher ranked cops stepped on top a container used his own megaphone to send a message.
"This is the VPD, we have you surrounded and you are all under arrest! The yard is sealed off and we have hunters, there is no way out besides going through us!" The elite officer bellowed his warning to the criminals in the main warehouse. A tense minute passed after the officer had finished his speech, and nothing happened.
"It's-." Krell started to say something, but Mari cut him off.
"Don't say it, that's so cliché." The foxy Faunus stopped her fellow crimefighter.
"If I don't say it, who will?" The large man said comically.
"Just don't." Mari shook her head.
"Focus." Max order to his allies. The group wen further along as armored police tactical vehicles followed behind them, until Max looked on the ground and noticed a piece of metal stick out of the gravel. Stop, mines!" He shouted. His warning came too late as a police truck tripped a mine and exploded. The blast sent out a deafening shockwave as another truck exploded immediately after the previous one. The explosions were just enough of a distraction for the criminals, with the main door opening to reveal a large group of well-armed and organized crooks opened fire. Max and his team sprinted to cover behind the wrecked vehicles and began to fire back. The police returned fire from their positions, unleashing a storm of gunfire at the warehouse. Sniper began picking off targets as they appeared before counter snipers shot back at them.
The firefight raged on with both suffering heavy casualties, the defending criminal force clearly having the tactical advantage. A barrage of rockets launched at the police positions for an attempt at a breakout. Some vehicles attempted to charge out of the building to rush the defensive line, but it held and the criminals stayed boxed in the building. A battle of attrition had begun as neither side was able to conventionally break the stalemate. Max tossed a smoke grenade he'd pulled off of a dead officer and used it for cover, moving his team to the side of the warehouse. They managed to reach the side of the building and began readying themselves to breach it. Krell reloaded his chaingun and kicked the side door with a mighty slam. A hail of bullets whizzed past him and returned to cover to avoid being killed. Max gritted his teeth; he hadn't known what to expect this time around.
Meanwhile inside the warehouse, Orion sat on a chair in the office of the warehouse. He watched his people organize and defend their positions, believing they just had to out last the cops. The experienced criminal just waited patiently, loading his weapon for the moment when one side or the other would break. He'd gotten his lieutenants out for plan B, as a final stand was not what he wanted. Orion had witnessed the door get kicked open and the attempt by the hunters to outflank that position. They hadn't tried the roof yet at least, but he understood it was only a matter of time.
Suddenly a there was a large explosion and a large hole opened in the opposite side of the warehouse. Orion's crew where they rushed by the group of fighters that stormed their front of Max. The road warrior himself walked slowly behind them, bullets whizzing by him and yet he remained calm. The road crew went to work wrecking the surprised Cross Gang members and allowing the cops to close in. Max simply turned his gaze to the office and Cross's eyes met his own. The crime boss made his way out of the office and down to the warehouse floor, his eyes focused on the road warrior. Max and Cross walk to each other through the battle, chaos reigning all around them. Soon enough the two of them were a mere few feet away from each other, waiting for either side to make their move. Max moved hand to his classic shotgun, while cross holstered his machine gun for a gold-plated high caliber pistol.
Within a flash of movement both men had drawn their weapons and began firing at each other. The blast from both barrels of Max's gun sent multiple pellets of buckshot at Orion. The criminal himself had managed to fire a few rounds from his pistol at the road warrior. The two men kept firing at each other, but Cross had the advantage in reload speed. Max rolled away, taking cover behind a crate to reload his weapons. Orion ran towards him and attempted to vault over the road warrior's cover, landing a solid kick on Max. The wasteland veteran recovered from his daze and rushed Orion in an attempt to retaliate. Both men traded punches and counters, several times over as they duked it out. Max blocked a punch from Orion and spun his arm, then threw a punch at the criminal's face. The criminal stumbled and Max kept on hammering away at him with a combo of heavy strikes, finishing with a powerful kick. Orion rolled on the ground for a moment, but managed to get back on his feet and hauled his machine gun from his back. Max dove to safety as Orion fired a burst at the road warrior's position, the crate evaporating as it was hit by the high caliber rounds. Max drew his rifle and blind fired at Orion. THE experienced criminal took a few rounds and grunted in pain. He dropped to the floor in a prone stance and waited for Max's magazine to empty. The Road Warrior stopped firing and reached into another nearby crate, finding a few grenades that had been left inside. Without any hesitation, Max pulled the pin and chucked over his cover. Orion saw the small ball of death and sprinted away from the following explosion.
"You're pretty good for an old man!" Orion shouted at the wasteland veteran as he hid behind a vehicle for cover and reloaded his machine gun. The experienced criminal only heard the sounds of fighting between his gang and the cops supported by the road crew. "Come on, come at me you old prick!" Cross continued taunting the road warrior in an attempt to draw him out of hiding. "What are ya too chicken to speak up?!"
Max didn't reply as he flanked his way around to where Orion was hiding. The Road Warrior swiftly made his way from one piece of cover to another as Orion began to look for him. "Come out, come out, wherever you are." He said in a taunting manner. Max circled around Orion and rushed him, disarming the criminal and getting him in a strong head lock.
"You're going to lose." Max grunted as he held Orion.
"LET GO NOW!" Orion growled as he struggled to force Max away from himself. With a mighty heave Max had yanked his opponent to the ground and two engaged in a bar brawl style roll. Max ended up on top and repeatedly punched Orion in the face several times. Orion headbutted Max, making the road warrior bleed and grunt in pain. With a hand free, Orion punched Max and was the one to be on top next. He then began slamming Max's head into the concrete, causing the road warrior even more pain. Max managed to get his hands under him roared as he forced himself back up, knocking Orion off of him. Max the n ran at the downed Cross and finally landed a knockout blow with a mighty piledriver to the face. Max took a breath and laid back on the ground as the sounds of fighting slowly ground to a halt.
Mari, having finished taking down her fair share of the criminals, ran over to the Road Warrior to check on him. She kneeled over the man and was relieved to see that he was still breathing at the very least. "Max, how bad are you hurt?"
"I'm not dead." He grunted as he spat out a small amount of blood.
"Can you stand?" Mari asked, offering him a hand.
"*grunt* I can still walk." He replied, grabbing his compatriot's hand and stood up slowly. Max stumbled, nearly collapsing on the floor and landing on his bad knee. He was lucky Orion hadn't targeted his bad leg or his pain would be even worse. Mari grabbed onto him and tried to keep the battered old fighter upright.
"Hey watch it, you're pretty banged up! Now's not the time to be so gung-ho, the guy is down so you can relax." The foxy faunus scolded Max. She then relaxed her expression and decided to try lightening the mood. "What, are you getting old for this shit?" She said with a grin.
"I'm going back to Beacon." Max snorted gruffly in response, pushing Mari's hands away from him as he stood up.
"Ok, but you need to see a medic first!" Mari tried to force Max to listen to her.
"I'm fine Mari." Max grunted.
"Glynda will rip me apart if I let something happen to you." Mari put her hand on his shoulder.
"I said I'm fine." Max was about to pull Mari's hand off of him. "*sigh*But I will see the doctors when I get back." The road warrior relented with a sigh. "But you stay here, keep an eye on the criminal, and make sure he's in custody." He said as he walked away from her.
Max then limped slowly to his car, not even bothering to look back at his comrade and the criminal he'd defeated. The road warrior kept limping through the pain he'd suffered, even battered and beaten, he refused to project weakness to those around him. The VPD tactical cops all watched with respect as the man with no aura walked past them to his car, each one nodding to him as he passed by if they were able. Some of the police officers had even seen his battle with Cross first hand, and they passed along word of how he'd fought tooth and nail. Max felt their eyes on him, but said nothing as he silently made his way to the interceptor that was waiting for him. The road warrior opened the driver's side door, hauled himself into the driver's seat, and fired up the engine before driving away.
-BACK WITH MARI AND THE DEFEATED CROSS-
A squad of officers approached the foxy faunus, telling her they had been sent to take Cross to their precinct. Without any suspicion, she helped the group of tactical geared officers haul the knocked out crook over to a van for transport. Out of nowhere an armored police transport conveniently drove over to the group and stopped right to them. Now this caught Mari's attention, she attempted to ask the officers some subtle questions but they shrugged her off and ignored her inquiries. Just as Mari was about to draw her weapon one of the larger officers punched her in the face, while the others tossed Cross into the back of the vehicle. Mari shook her head as she attempted to get to her feet, but she was too late to stop the vehicle as it sped off out of the area.
"SEE YA HUNTRESS BITCH!" A female voice shouted loudly as the transport sped off out of the yard.
"Oh Oum damn it. The guys and gals are going to kick my ass for this." Mari sweated at her mistake.
Several minutes later, the vehicle reached an empty garage and drove inside. The group of imposters began removing their helmets, revealing Orion's lieutenants that had fled the scene while he stayed behind. One by one the piled out of the vehicle and began high fiving at their success, despite the loss of a decent portion of their organization's members. AS they hopped off Raquel herself dragged Orion out of the vehicle and dropped him on the floor.
The woman then straddled him and gave him a hard slap across the face. "Wake up buttercup!"
"Oww what the hell?!" Orion snapped.
-END CHAPTER-
