Civil Dark
Chapter Two: Hollow Shell
Ryth ran toward's him, and tried kicking him. Valen grabbed his left leg easily, and the grip was hard. His clothing, however, helped him from the pain. Ryth kicked him with his right leg on his helmet, then the grip was let go. Valen held his head. this guy aint to be messed with. But neither am i. Valen ran toward's ryth, and grabbed his arm. He threw him out of the base, him landing in the middle of the battlefield.
Ryth quickly jumped up, and found a smg on the ground. He quickly grabbed it. More player's were converging on their position, and the metrocop came back. The metrocop was trying to hold some player's off the wall. Ryth armed a grenade and lightly threw it. He ran from the area. The grenade detonated, taking out three players in the process. More hackers kept coming.
Ryth winced in pain from more bullet's piercing his body. He fell to the ground, unconsous
'...I always feel like im losing...
Am i?' Ryth thought as he felt like sleeping. The metrocop ran to him, and grabbed his body. He kept bringing him in. The door opened, and everyone went inside. Some combine refused to go inside, and fired at the hackers, as the door closed.
Few Hours Later...
The sky was flaring with boom's, artillery, and other things that he couldn't make out. His helmet was slightly cracked, and he was on a bed. "...Am i dead?" He asked the people around him. "No, you arent. The morphine helped you with the pain, and the sirens are off-" He was interrupted by the metrocop grabbing ryths arm and pulling him up. "...Think your ready yet?" The rebel said, not really believing that he's up to full capacity. "...I always will." Ryth replied, grabbing a smg, and sliding down the rubble.
They seemed to be on a hotel, and the top part collapsed down, making their escape point obvious. The metrocop was sliding beside him. Ryth slid and rolled once they were near the ground. The metrocop ordered some units to come with them. A helicopter came from above, and it followed them. Ryth seen some hacker's making a barrier so they dont get hit. The helicopter opened fire on the hackers, doing no damage of course. Ryth seen they were distracted, and fired on the guys. The first one holding the barrier went down, and the helicopter managed to kill the second one.
Ryth moved on, then hit a piece of rubble. Some of the groups members were laughing sadisticly, and fired upon the combine begging for mercy. The metrocop wanted to interfere, but ryth held him back. Some of the people dispatched, and they started firing at the citizen's. The metrocop couldnt take this much anymore, he was pushed forward by ryth. "Who are you? IDENTIFY YOURSELVES!" One yelled. The metrocop aimed and took fire on the guys. Ryth did too. The other part of the group dispatched ran over to the dead body's. Ryth and the metrocop bursted out of the area just in time.
The siren went on.
A huge explosion engulfed the city, all of the member's made their own bomb shelters. Ryth was pushed back into a building, and the metrocop sniped from a distant bomb shelter. Ryth was knocked out, and the explosion engulfed everything. The helicopter got forcefully slammed into a building, and the building fell to the ground. Some members got caught in the blast, as did most of the combine on our side. All that was left was the scraps of the helicopter, a barren land, And one survivor. The helicopter scraps shielded him from the blast. Ryth coughed hard, he could barely breath right now. The metrocops body was sand, and almost everything else was too. "Was that a nuke?" He barely managed to say. He was weak. He pushed the helicopters plate out, and he crawled. He slowly got up, and nearly tripped in the process.
A body was lying on the ground, bleeding, dead. His eyes were white, his skin was pale, and he seemed to have a stunstick beside him. He grabbed it, as it would possibly become useful. He felt pity for the man, but then shook it off. The bomb shelters the members took in actually worked, but got covered in sand in the process. He kept walking, the sand making small marks of shoes on the ground each time he took a step, and one step closer to having peace. It felt so bad as he walked across the sandy area's. It was practically a desert.
After hour's of walking, his eyes got drowsy. He kept trying to walk, since he seen somthing in the distance. It seemed to be a...base? He started running towards it, but fell in the process. Some people ran up to him, and dragged him to the base. The only thing he could make out was camoed pants and...rebel clothes. He slowly closed his eyes, slight crying from his friend dying. He cryed until he fell asleep. "He mustve went through alot." Was the female voice he heard before passing out. Everything in the desert was destroyed exept from some survivors. Each grain of sand was spreaded out each time a vibration was in the desert. Storms were already going on. The nuke must've been launched by the groups leader, or someone!
Everyone he knew...
Gone.
As he was dreaming, he felt his emotians quickly slipping away, only the thought of revenge. He felt his memories quickly being cut from its threads, all that emotian is what makes up a human being. All of it. He lost most of his emotians, the only way he could possibly find help with that is from his friend that died; but hes gone. He and him used to joke together, going to the donut shop to have fun. Most of his friends just wanted to be there and enjoy it.
He lost everything.
