Wassup ya all, Tomce795 and WOW! Look at that a chapter that didn't take a whole month.
I've got down a pretty good schedule. Basically I aim to write about 300 words a day. It works out pretty good.
Anyways, since I still don't have anything to say in here I'll see you in the end.
December 23th, 16:18
Omega, Eclipse Compound
In the end, I decided to crawl through the vents. Slower, but less risky than going out and getting shot by mercs.
Not getting shot is the big deal, because I don't have any protection, armor or shields. And pretty sure the mercs will get a shot off, before I can.
So naturally, I went with the vents.
The main danger in this, was that because the vents go through the rooms, it's possible to meet someone inside said rooms.
And since I don't have the passcodes to the vents (like seriously every vent door has a different 4-digit passcode), I had to cut through the vent doors with my omni-blade.
I also leave a pretty good trail to me.
So, I was trying to get this done pretty quickly.
It kinda helps that I hear Nicolai and the gang repeatedly mowing down people.
But it's definitely possible that the Eclipse know that I'm gone and are now actively searching for me.
So, I'll need to get this done quickly.
Here's hoping no one will see me.
Eight minutes later...
Shit.
I'm near a room where there are two Eclipse soldiers there. Both of them are salarians.
They don't see me, but I'm right next to the vent.
Now obviously, this is bad. I might need to backpedal to the last room and go through the corridors.
Time to go back… Slowly.
My heart is racing, I might just pass out and have a heart attack. If they spot me, I'm dead. I got no room to maneuver, no cover, and no protection.
"You heard him, search the vents." One of the salarians said.
Shit. Backpedal faster.
"He cuts through the vent doors, he should be in this vent now." The other one said.
Double shit.
I was nearing the turn in the vent, before the vent doors opened.
Triple shit.
"Well, anything?" The first salarian asked.
"Hold on." The seconds one said and then I saw a light from his omni-tool turn on.
And it was pointed at me.
Quadruple shit.
Quickly taking my Avenger rifle, I started riddling the bugger with bullets. And since I was prone, I was hitting most of my shots. Pretty sure I got through his shields.
"Ahhh!" The second salarian said has he backpedaled from the vent. "It's him!"
Great, now they know.
Releasing an overload in their direction and not even looking if I hit it, I managed to get around the turn and took a breath.
I'm running out of shits to say.
I turned on my omni-tool and called Nicolai. As soon as he picked up, I started. "Nicolai, they know I'm here. Got two contacts in the room next to the vent that I'm at. The hell do I do?" (I played a lot of Project Reality (Imagine Arma 3, but Battlefield 2 style) so I got good at military talk… Kinda)
"Get to the last room and go through the hallways. Don't let them blow you out of that vent."
"Right." I said as I started going loudly. Try and crawl fast on the ground. See the result.
Soon, I got to the last room and opened the door to the corridor. Turning my head to peek a little, I saw no one.
Being the person that I was, I sprinted out and went in the direction where the roof access was. Tightening the grip on my Avenger rifle, I noticed that the door where the salarians was opened.
And the salarians, well… They were sticking their head out.
There was no way they couldn't have seen me. So, I did the only thing that was on my mind. Stop, shoot and attempt to run away.
Obviously, it never turns out how I want it.
Stopping in my tracks, I remember the limited training I gotten with the rifle. Brace it against my shoulder, aim and fire.
The first shots impacted the salarian's shields and he immediately went into cover.
Seeing that I had a moment of a breather, I started backing up while still holding my rifle at the door, ready to shoot if the guy even takes a peak.
My mind was running on full adrenaline now. No time to think, no time to understand what is happening, you just gotta trust whatever your body does now.
By the lord, I hope whatever my body is doing, it does it right.
I slowly backed myself into the previous room, standing in the doorway and trying to avoid showing off even an inch of myself to the salarian.
I opened up my omni-tool and called up Nicolai again.
"Nicolai, I'm in a bit of trouble here. There's two salarians here and I am stuck in one of the rooms. Got nowhere to go without risk of getting shot." I said.
"The way I see it, you'll have to kill them." He shot back.
Kill?
Nicolai noting my lack of answer said. "Kill, dispose, get rid of, deal with. There is no easy way of wording it, but right now, you're in a situation where it's kill or be killed. No other way around it."
"Nicolai… This is not what I signed up for…" I said meekly.
"Sometimes fate chooses us." Nicolai simply responded.
"Well then fate is one big son of a- BANG! -BITCH!" In the middle of all my colorful wording one of the salarians used the vents to get to me. And shoot me. In the leg. Bastard.
Anyways, where were we? Oh yeah.
I hit the ground with a big thud, dropping my assault rifle in the process. The salarian climbed out of the vent while I was still rolling on the ground.
You know when you hit your toe on something hard while walking and then you do this 'breath in and breath out' thing? Yeah, it's worse.
The bullet hit me right below the knee, bet if it was any higher, I'd end up like one of the guards in Skyrim.
Bullet in the knee.
I landed on my right side, where my pistol holster was attached. And so was the pistol.
But that wasn't on my mind right now, as I was clutching my leg. And don't give me that look, it hurt like hell.
"In the middle of a gun fight, you take the time to call someone? My humans are weird." The salarian remarked and if I'm good at reading salarian expressions, he was smiling. Bugger.
"No… That's just me." I said still clutching my knee.
The salarian just chuckled and aimed his gun right at my face. "If you're smart you'll tell me who's on the call."
I just realized that the call was still active. Nicolai must still be hearing all of this. "Never had the pleasure of calling myself smart." Now I was stalling.
Pretty bad stalling at that.
"I have no time for this. Who is it?" The salarian's explosion turned dark. He was not kidding.
I am in one hell of a pickle here.
"Who." Shit, he's getting impatient.
"Is." He has the crazy eyes now.
"It." Murdering look, right there.
"I… I…" I started stammering.
"If you don't tell me in 3 seconds, you're dead." He stated not too kindly.
"One." Gotta think of something quick.
"Two." Uhhhh. My mind's drawing blank.
"Three." Screw it!
Despite the protest from my wound, I rolled over to the side and heard a gunshot impact the floor where I just was. In a swift motion, I took the pistol out it's holster and started pelleting the salarians general direction with bullets.
A lot of bullets.
Until the pistol overheated and I'm pretty sure I heard him fall.
Now generally a Predator pistol has about 12 shots before it overheats, much like it's ME2 variant where you got 12 shots, before you pop in a new thermal clip.
That's a lot of bullets considering it's stopping power for a pistol. Well, a futuristic high tech pistol, but a pistol none the less.
You can only guess the result.
The salarian was dead, his body full of holes. The shield took some hits, but it obviously failed. I could count at least 5 bullet holes.
There's no kill like overkill.
I tried to stand up, but my leg hurt like hell, I had to use the wall for support. Slowly, but surely, I stood up and glanced down to the dead salarian again. It made me want to vomit, seeing a dead body, but I'll live… I hope.
Now, I still had that other salarian to deal with.
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in my head. My omni-tool was still on and had Nicolai on it. Letting a small smile onto my face, I said.
"Nicolai, I'm going back."
"What?"
"I'm going back."
"Back? Back where?" He asked.
"Back to my cell." I said trying to sound convincing, while limping over to pick up my assault rifle. "I'll try and hold out there, you guys will have to come to me."
"Wouldn't it be better if you went forward?" Nicolai asked.
"Yeah, but not with this leg. I'm simply not combat effective with it. If I get into another combat situation, I won't doubt I'll get as lucky as I did."
A moment of silence passed and Nicolai said. "Alright, we'll be there. You just stay safe."
"I'll try." I said as I ended the call.
Now, for the hard part.
I had to get inside the vent leading to the salarians' room, without making any noise and doing it as quickly as I can. And my leg won't be helping the whole ordeal, because it still hurts and I've still haven't checked if it's bleeding to shit.
Making my way to the airlock was already painful enough, crouching down was like another shot hitting my leg, and entering the thing might as well been a nuclear bomb going off. It's like the whole Fallout series is happening in my wound, Deathclaws clawing off my skin and mini nukes blowing everything up.
As I barely, got inside the vent the rooms door opened. I stopped trying to get further away from the room and just stayed still. Not. Moving. A. Muscle.
Since, I didn't crawl far, I bet I was fairly visible. Hopefully the salarian won't turn around and see me.
I saw the salarians feet approach his friend's body and crouch down. After doing something, he went over to the other vent and started crawling.
A few seconds passed and he was out of sight.
"Fuck my life." I muttered as I began crawling again. I crawled into the salarians' room and looked around for something to fix my bullet wound with. Since I've never got shot in my life, I had no idea what to do.
When I entered the room, I noticed that it was more like a bedroom or something. It even had a bed.
That gave me an idea. Ripping some of the bedsheets off, I covered up the wound and ripping another bit of bedsheets, I applied direct pressure above the wound. Hopefully that will work and I won't bleed out in the middle of this.
Opening my omni-tool I also typed a small message to Nicolai saying that I was going with the original plan.
Well, back into the vents I go.
Five minutes later.
I've reached the roof access.
Too bad the map didn't mention that it's literally a ladder that goes up to the roof (I've should have expected that to be honest). That normally wouldn't be a problem… But I'm kinda wounded. And limping. And I still might be bleeding.
Because I see no other choice, I'll have to climb this. And hopefully, I won't fall. Keyword hopefully.
Here goes nothing.
Since I got shot in the right leg, I had to use my left one more.
And climbing a ladder was not fun, took me at least a minute.
When I reached the top, I was surprised to see that instead those secure vent doors, I saw a normal grate.
Wow, it's like they completely forgot about the roof. Which I was fine with.
But that still didn't mean I didn't need to use my omni-blade to cut it down. Although it was easier than the doors.
Cutting down the grate I stepped out to the roof. It was surprisingly empty. Little to no cover and certainly no rails near the edges. I am so not keen of going anywhere near the edges so I'll just keep trying to get to Nicolai and the others.
As I reached the other vent and started cutting it down, I heard another shuttle approach. Looking up to the sky I saw that it was another Eclipse like shuttle. It was landing near the compound.
Ahhh, pissing hell.
I opened up the vent and started climbing down to Nicolai.
And there. Wrote this in a week. This was not as good as I wanted it, but this is the first time I'm writing a 'stealth' segment, so obviously it didn't go well.
Anyways, to more important stuff... Numbers!
Now, not numbers in general, but the number of follows, favorites, reviews and views.
Right now we have 32 followers... So basically wow. That number of people is not fitting in my house anytime soon.
We also have 16 favorites! That's like literally half of the followers. So half of these people really like the story, I guess.
Currently, we are riding on 22 reviews and every single one of these reviews was looked at and appreciated. Thank you, by the way.
But let's get to the fun part. Views. Right. This number is completely insane. Now, get this, the fanfiction has... Over 3000 views. 3099 in fact. That's... A lot of people who checked out the story and of course, I'd like to thank anyone who ever clicked on this story. Your helping my self confidence a lot.
Anyways, review time!
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Anyways, I'll go do something entertaining now. Like murder a bunch of people... maybe set off a nuke somewhere. Totally, talking about Fallout though. So not ganna blow up anything in the real world. For now.