(Chapter 3)
Asher`s fishing trip is uneventful he paddles to shore when the sun starts to set he lowers himself down into the mancave and begins to plan his next exploration attempt. He starts to think about ways he can observe the residents without being seen himself.
"The playing field is a heavily populated area filled with tall buildings and street lights, street lghts witch make shadows, they could provide ample cover but there could still be a probability that I can be seen witch will mean that I could attract unwanted attention."
Asher thought as he tightly gripped his scalp
"Or I can just walk in broad daylight across the city and then I can claim to be a representative of their god, but that won`t last, most likely I will snap and tell everyone that everything is a scam or they`ll find out themselves, and I will at least be evicted from the city."
As he was thinking that he paced to the bunk room
"Then sneaking around is my only option or I can just stay here and live out my days from fishing and scavenging. That works well too" He taught out loud
Asher made up his mind, he will wait till moonlight, whilst waiting he`ll prepare his gear for the expedition.
Asher wasn`t one for a tidy interior and labeled drawers. The bunk room he inhabited had all the few clothes he packed up scattered on the floor and beds.
The med bay`s counter tops and the white and gray tiles and walls wore sticky and gooey , a fowl smell eminated from there. But not the hole place was like that , in the left side from the door there was a large metal and glass cabinet , it contained mostly expired drugs but some basic medical supplies still remain viable . In front of the cabinet was a hospital bed with an Iv bag holder still waiting by its side, Asher`s spine shivers when he looks in this part of the bunker. Was it simply the sterile vibe the furniture gave, or was it something else
Asher manned up and opened the cabinet, he threw old pill boxes and papers on the floor. In the back of the cabinet he found a small doctor`s bag of note in it was a large amount free for use and a satellite phone and charger. He takes the bag and brings it to the armory
The armory was the least visited place in the bunker, the room was cold and claustrophobic , to the right of the door wore 2 large wooden boxes seemingly put there with some porpoise. To the left there was a workbench with a locked metal cupboard underneath. The table proper mostly drowned by broken things , amidst the metal however you could find crucial components for the sacred art of gunsmithing. However this was complicated , not every idiot could do it
Asher swiped parts away from the lower center of the table , he put the bag carelessly on there , he immediately noticed the locked container ,witch intrigued him. The lock shined in his hand and even after at least 4000 years of doing it`s job , it still held on.
Asher hastily climbed the ladder ,said hi to Bob, then he bent down and grabbed some bolt cutters. Asher slid down the ladder and spoke to the lock
"So big boy do you think you can handle this"
Asher laughed like a creepy old man staring at the young
The lock was too scared to reply or it was the fact that it just simply fell on the ground in like 10 seconds.
Inside the container there wore two wooden boxes ,one was heavier than the other, the boxes wore made of balsa wood. they each had a small golden pin witch held the lid closed
Asher picked up the heavier box and opened it. Inside there was a gun silver with a black grip ,above it rolled loose a silencer. Asher held the gun ,it wasn`t that heavy in his hand. He then put the silencer on , he accidentally hit magazine release ,it dropped and hit the ground startling Asher.
The fallen magazine was shortly picked up and put back in the box. Asher shifted his attention to the other box, it`s make was the same only smaller, he then opened the box to find 2 boxes, live and show was written in sharpie on them, respectively.
Asher picked up the magazine from the table and began to load it with the show bullets, they wore closer to his hand when he grabbed the magazine , as for the live rounds those wore paced inside the medical bag along with the magazine . He then turned 90 degrees to the left and headed for the ladder
When Asher arrived at the surface it was pitch black outside only a frail flickering light bulb lit the surface building. The medical bag was opened revealing the loaded magazine witch was quickly picked up and paced inside the handgun.
Asher aimed the gun at the sea and tried to pull the trigger only for it to glide easily towards the grip , he was now frustrated that his find was broken. He would have smashed it with a hammer in frustration only if not his finger would have hit a moving part on the slide witch revealed a red marking where it previously stood
He then tried the trigger again ,as he had nothing to lose, the gun fired. Even with the silencer on, at least to Asher, the noise was very loud. He then put the part back where it stood and placed the gun back in the bag.
Asher then approached his boat and put the bag on board, a few moments later he began pushing vessel into the water, Asher then got in to the boat and raised the sail
Tonight it wasn`t windy so Asher had to row had to reach the city.
Asher left his boat near a cargo vessel right next to it wore 3 rail mounted cranes. Then Asher climbed on to land using a ladder carved in to the concrete. He sprinted to small warehouse and pulled out his gun from the very easy to carry doctor`s bag.
Inside wore 2 men talking, he put his ear on the metal wall
"Hey did you hear the recent talks" A man who was a heavy smoker said
"What? No" a calm comforting voice said
'Some guy was locking on a surveillance camera, the man breathed deeply and exhaled at a fast pace,and he saw a strange creature walking around the shore early in the morning"
"Probably just some emo fad"
"You`re probably right"
The man did the same breathing gesture again
"We should probably get back to work our boss is gonna cook us"
"He says he doesn`t care the man said" In a slightly different tone
"I wish all bosses wore like you "
Asher then quietly walked away to some shipping containers. He then looked to his right and saw an long chain of containers , at the end there was a street occasionally cars would drive on there.
Asher walked towards the street, at the last pile of containers he turned left. The same exact container layout was present for the next 500 meters until it was broken by a security gate witch had a window on all 4 sides
Asher took cover behind the containers and waited to hear any sound of life, a minute passed with only but silence ,so the coast was clear. The security checkpoint was occupied by a young woman, 20 at best, who had fallen asleep in front of a monitor.
This was an ample opportunity to observe these creatures form a close, Asher gently crept up closer to the window. The woman`s skin was tanned she wore the standard I.P.D. police uniform, a blue crop top with leather leggings and aviators.
Asher accidentally hit the glass with the silencer of his gun, this action woke up the woman witch sung an alarm. Asher began to run towards his zodiac only to find 2 armed men near it. As he vas running in the exactly opposite direction of the kiosk he reevaluated his life`s choices.
But there was no time for that as he heard buzzing sound, then a light was put on him. A voice rang for above
"Please stop running! We are not going to hurt YOU! We just want to talk."
He knew better then to fall for this trick so he fired his gun at the helicopter.
Leave me Alooooone! Asher said that as he turned left to get to the city and fired his pistol at the chopper
He then crossed the street only to make a car crash into a bus stop tring to avoid him. After that incident he looked for a dark alley where he could hide. Seconds later he found a promising spot so he entered it.
The alley was long and slim , a dead end, filed with litter bags to the left and to the right wore dumpsters. Asher jumped in a gray dumpster, he waited inside until the helicopter noise stopped
Man that was close. Too close and now they know I am not one of them I am fucked really fucked. Asher thought to himself to pass the time
When Asher exited the dumpster he felt a pain coming from his stomach. He had forgotten to bring any food or water, like a good explorer, so now it`s was urban game huntin` time.
While he was walking he began to dust his clothes . At the entrance of the alley he turned right to get into the deeper parts of the city. The street , though heavily illuminated was bare of any life signs.
After a bit of walking he spotted a creature sitting atop a small cliff witch acted as a roundabout. The creature was fat and had a gray and white fur, it was sleeping on a large purple pillow.
Asher began salivating over such a fat thing. He began to climb up the hill only to be greeted by a calm voice
"Hello. Please don`t run away." The creature said
"Amm.. OK I… suppose."
Asher bagan panicking
"There`s no need to be panicking, I know what`s is like to be in your place. The creature said as it`s glowing yellow eyes pierced the boy"
"Elaborate. Will you?" Asher said slightly calmer now
"I was and sill am a relic of the fallen world and these people have a tendency to venerate the likes of us"
"Relic? I just turned 15 like 2 months ago."
Asher looked perplexed at the creature
"Really! Are there more humans alive?" The creature was faintly smiling
"Yes, only they are kind of kept on an oilrig by a man who calls himself god."
"Then you escaped. They are coming after you!"
"Actually I faked my own death to prevent that"
"Really? That`s hard to pull off, young me couldn`t do that."
"Ok" Asher said not wanting to press him further
"When most people see me for the first time they look shocked, intrigued. Yet you, you aren`t doing that at all"
"I stopped all those thoughts when I my third favorite food pointed a gun at me."
"You know. I really like you, you are the first person in centuries who actually treated me like an normal person."
"I am sorry to hear. Your life must be hell."
Asher looked concerned at the creature
"I get around. At any rate want to go by my place?"
"Hey! I just met you".
I know but I am shure it beats running away from helicopters and firing blank shots at them, witch can only do damage at point blank range.
You got a point. Fine you got me, bring me to your dungeon
"Ha ha ha I like you."
This was the fist time in years the thing had laughed
The creature then got up from it`s pillow and guided Asher to it`s place of residence.
When they arrived they wore greeted by a 10 story apartment building.
"Waw! This is the second tallest thing I have ever been near to"
Asher stepped back a bit to admire it hole
"This is the place where I live , follow me inside. Quick it`s cold"
Asher and the creature arrive at a large Victorian style lobby. Two flights of gold and black stairs lay behind an empty U shaped desk. The creature goes to an elevator and gestures Asher inside , they both ride the elevator in silence. When they stop a door is present right in front of the elevator. The creature then opened the door to reveal a sprawling interior. Leather couches ornate glass tables over decorated curtains and in the middle of the room was a golden chandelier.
"What do you think?"
"I do indeed enjoy this architectural style."
"I am glad. Are you hungry?" The creature asked
"Yes a little."
"Stay here ,I`ll get you something"
"Alright" Asher complied
The creature walked out of the room and came back with 2 plates of salmon. It then lays them down on a table underneath the chandelier then the 2 begin eating
"Hey ,never got your name. Mine`s Asher"
"It`s just Judd."
"Ok Judd. Was there any particular reason you called me over?"
"Yes. I wanted to talk"
Judd takes a bite out of his salmon
"About what?"
"You know, the details of how you got here, more things about human society…"
Asher then began to tell his tale to Judd, I`ll skip over this part hence it`s just not worth it to repeat myself myself .
When the meal was over Asher began heading for the door
"What are you doing?" Judd said in the same calm voice he approached Asher with
"Leaving."
"Did I upset you?"
"No it`s just too late , you know" Asher said tri
"Nonsense you can sleep here I`ve got so many guest rooms it`s ridiculous."
"Are you shure ?"
Asher looked Judd in the eyes
"Yes how could I invite you at such an hour and not let you sleep here. And please do take a shower you literally smell like a garbage dump"
"Yeah… kind of had to go and hide in a dumpster to escape a helicopter."
"I do understand, I used to do much more disgusting things when they wore chasing me. Ohh my"
"Where`s the shower?"
"Take the door I went in to and go straight, tinted glass double door .You`ll have to miss it on porpoise" Judd said
Asher followed the directions and reached a 3 cubic meter tiled room.
"I forgot It sprays an ink like substance don't drink it! You may be wandering why I dosen`t use water. Well that`s because these jokes of a race react to water like us to acid , it`s horrifying when a half a liter bottle of water spills on one.
"I won`t ask."
"For the better of your sleep" Judd said
Asher struggles with the shower for short time but it`s no problem in the end
When Asher emerges from his shower Judd begins to talk to him from the living room.
"There`s only one door open in the hallway , those are your quarters I would have let you chose If the others wore not such a big mess."
Asher steps inside the guest room. I looks just like a 5 star hotel room, he doen`t really care ,as gets in bed. Because he is used to stiff military bunks the bed takes him to it`s realm of soft cloth and sleep extraordinarily quickly.
A/N
Hey I am now part of the people who used Judd in M rated fiction. It`s quite an honor at any rate I am not sure if this is a cliff hanger or not.
The next chapter might take longer because I have no idea ho to connect this to other things I have planned later on.
Or I can just write those and figure it out form there