Sorry for the really short first chapter. To fix that I will do my best to make this one MUCH longer. By the way: for this story I made up some new 3DMG variations so here they are:
LRMG: Long Range Mobility Gear
CQCG: Close Quarters Combat Gear
ARMG: Assault Rifle Mobility Gear
TMPG: Titan Mobility Prevention Gear
TTPG: Titan Trap Placement Gear. Sorry for any confusion.
Chapter 2
"Alright, here's what we'll do." Colton said aloud. He had found a pen in Cynthia's bag and was using his hand as paper to write down a detailed plan. He and Axel would distract the guards at the gate while Cynthia, Jackson, and Mark snuck in the back.
"Will this work…?" Cynthia asked curiously.
"We can hope." Colton responded coolly. In all honesty he didn't know whether or not it would work. He was right, they were riding on a hope.
They made their way to the base in complete silence. Once a twig snapped under Mark's boot and the group didn't move for a solid hour. They were so nervous, one thing gone wrong and they'd be caught and killed for sure.
"Are we all ready?" Colton whispered.
The group nodded in silent response and Colton gestured for Axel to follow him. Mark, Jackson, and Cynthia went the other way. Colton and Cynthia locked eyes for a moment, knowing full well that might be the last time. Mark watched as Colton and Axel started talking to the guards near the gate. He signaled for the other two to follow him. Cynthia and Jackson complied wordlessly. They found a small wall near the back and Mark helped Cynthia and Jackson scale it. He grabbed Jackson's arm and climbed the wall himself. They were in, and they had to stay quiet.
"...And I mean we've been lost in the woods for several days now." Colton explained to the guard. He had been creating a false story to buy time. Axel had to nod in approval, his friend could come up with some high-level bullshit. Suddenly a static sound came from Colton's left arm.
"Colton…*static*...Mark...We're in"
Colton sighed heavily.
"Sorry to cut this conversation short gentlemen but i've got what I needed."
And with that Colton drew his knife and, with efficiency and grace, took down the two men standing guard. He examined his bloody work then looked at Axel.
"Take the uniforms, and the Mobility Gear. We'll get into the base and act as if we're one of them, got it?"
Axel nodded and quickly changed. He may act like a badass but he really was a nervous wreck. His fingers fumbled with the belts on the gear. And he was lucid as they flew into the base. He'd never seen people killed in front of him before.
Once in the base Colton and Axel walked side by side trying to draw as little attention as possible. The two walked for a little until they came across what appeared to be the armory.
"Mark. Mark come in. Axel and I have found the armory, north side of the base." Colton relayed. Walking towards the door he was blocked by a small but tough group of guards.
"State your name and intent." one of the guards said icily.
"Colton Atkinson and Axel Braun. We're here for a gas refill." Colton lied. Sure he had said their real names but that shouldn't matter. The guard huffed then moved aside, allowing the men to pass. Neither Colton nor Axel took a breath until they were past the guards and into the armory.
Mark, Cynthia, and Jackson all silently made their way towards the armory, moving fast but quiet. They reached the back door and knocked quietly 3 times before Axel popped open the door. Colton quickly threw each one of them a uniform. Without question they all threw them on.
"Find some gear and grab it. Make sure it fits how you want to fight." Ordered Colton "Also make sure you have enough gas."
Each member searched the armory. Finding something they thought would work. Colton picked up a long rifle and the gear. Box next to it was labeled "Long Range Mobility Gear" Colton scanned over it, eyeing it for any flaws or issues, then replaced his old gear with the new one. Cynthia didn't take long to find her gear.
"I'm quick and small…" she thought to herself "This should work just fine."
She picked up a box labeled "Titan Mobility Prevention Gear" It seemed to work for her so she put it on then walked off.
Mark found his in the form of the box labeled "Close Quarters Combat Gear" he loved getting up close and personal, so it worked for him. He slipped into his new gear and then tested his blades. He and Cynthia were the only two to grab bladed Mobility Gear.
Jackson took the longest, mentally chastising the rest of the group for not helping him. He found a box labeled "Titan Trap Placement Gear"
"How would this work…?" he mentally asked himself. "Oh well, I don't have time to think." He threw on the Gear then walked to the group.
"Is everyone situated?" Colton asked. Everyone stared at him in affirmation. "Then let's move out."
They decided to leave out the back door and hop over the wall Mark, Cynthia, and Jackson had. They moved through the armory and opened the door.
As they were leaving a hand clamped over Coltons mouth. His eyes went wide with fear and the turned to see his friends in a similar position.
"Now then." came a voice from behind. It was definitely female.
"It seems we have a few intruders. Take them to the questioning room!" the voice ordered. Colton felt something hard hit his head and the world around him faded to black.
He awoke in a dim room with a bright white light shining into his face. He moved his hand to block the light, only to realize he was handcuffed. He cursed before looking around, squinting to see fine details. He appeared to be in a solid white room. But the dim lights and the fact that he was still slightly disoriented made it hard to tell. He heard the sound of a door opening behind him and he struggled to see who it was.
"Now, sweetie. Can you tell me what you were doing inside my base?" asked that familiar female voice.
"Can you let me stand up and walk around to help clear my head?" Colton responded.
"I'm afraid not hun." the voice replied.
"Well then looks like you're not getting your answer." Colton retorted. He was determined to be as insubordinate and difficult as possible. He was obviously being interrogated so he may as well have fun.
"Please don't get sassy with me. I don't like getting sassed."
"Then you picked the wrong profession." Colton added sarcastically. Suddenly he felt a sting on his cheek and heard the sound of skin hitting skin. "D-did you just slap me?!" Colton asked, more in shock than pain.
"M-hmm, and if you want to continue being like you are and dodging my questions i'll do it again. It doesn't bother me."
Colton winced as the sting returned. "This bitch really wants her answers…" he stayed still as a stone. Silently praying his friends were okay.
That was the end of chapter 2 folks, I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry i'm new at this whole writing thing so if the story it kind of bland I apologize. I'd love a review or two to help me improve! Thank you all for reading!
