Let the revolution begin! Time to break out of that hell hole and start a war.
Hawk: Nothing is too violent for a T rating...oh wait.
GIRLIKESTACOS: You make a good point. A very good point indeed. =3
Cutlass-Cougar: It's okay. I got carried away while writing this chapter.
Mapped: Why not? Your first orders are to go to the nearest store, get a soda, and read this chapter.
Chapter 25: Our Right
"All prisoners step away from their cell doors. Guards will be by momentarily to escort you to the cafeteria for breakfast." the woman on the intercom said.
Klenon lifted his head just enough to see out the windows. Today was the day the riot would take place. Within a few seconds, the guards would arrive to their cell and the first phase would begin.
"This is it. Ready for this, kid?" Vero asked as he got up.
"I've been ready since we first started." Klenon replied confidently. They both back up to the wall and waited patiently for the guards.
"We better hope the others come through for us." Vero said.
"They will. I know they will."
"What are we going to do? Everyone else knows their role, what's ours?" Vero asked.
"We look for Oflen. Since he can crawl through the vents, he can get to central command and ease a few pains for us." Klenon said.
There was suddenly a loud boom, which startled Klenon.
"Thunder. It's going to be raining soon." Vero said.
Thunder? That's new.
Two guards suddenly appeared. One of them unlocked the door and opened it as the other raised his rifle. Vero and Klenon walked out innocently. Vero past the armed guard, moving on normally.
As soon as Klenon was in front of the armed guard, he grabbed the rifle and punched him in the throat. Klenon 'threw' the other guard across the room, making him land on the concrete floor below.
Still hurting from the blow to his throat, the guard tried to pull the gun away from Klenon and call for help. Klenon jerked the gun out of the guards grip and threw him over the rails aswell, landing with a loud thud.
The barred entrance to the cell block opened and more guards ran in. Klenon fired round after round, killing all of them in a few seconds. Unfortunately, Klenon was deeply bothered that he had to kill his own people.
"Klenon, we gotta go." Vero urged waiting at the top of the stairs.
"Vero, get these cells unlocked. Let out the innocent Quarians and tell them to get whatever weapons they can." Klenon ordered.
"What about you?"
"I'm going to look for Oflen. He's going to be vital to this prison break." Klenon said, jumping off the rails and landing on the ground.
Checking to see if the guards were dead, Klenon heard footsteps behind him. He aimed his gun at the source and saw Qerean run in with two others.
"You're just in time." Klenon remarked.
"Most of my cell block is letting the others loose. We came over here to see if you needed any help." she said.
"I need you to get to the power systems and shut them down. Think you can do that?" Klenon asked as he peeked around the corner of the barred door.
"Not even a challenge. Let's move, I know a shortcut." she said to her men.
Qerean ran off with the other three. Klenon walked into the main room as soon as the alram began to sound. Klenon quickly looked to his left and saw a large bulkhead door close, sealing off the prison's entrance.
Just as planned.
Klenon ran into another cell block and saw that Quarians already began to pour out of their cells and attack any nearby guards. Everything was going great so far. Turning his attention to other matters, Klenon ran down the same long hall he went down the first time he was here and stopped at the reception desk.
He looked around for the key to to the last phase, the datapad that implicated Maleko. He searched every drawer, but it was nowhere to be found. he slammed his fist in against the desk in frustration then began to think.
A Quarian ran up to him and held out his hand. It was a small rod; an omni-tool. Klenon took it then activated it.
"Klenon, we're making our way to power housing. I found Oflen on the way, he's heading towards the main lobby now." Qerean said over the omni-tool's radio.
"Alright, good, I'll wait here." Klenon said.
A shot whizzed by Klenon and he began to fire at the source, a few guards. He jumped over the table for cover and returned fire. A grenade bounced off the back wall and landed at Klenon's feet. He picked it up frantically and threw it back, exploding right in front of the guards.
Vero suddenly appeared from the cell block with other Quarians. All of them were armed with improvised knvies and lead pipes.
"Klenon! I got them free. Where's Oflen?" Vero asked.
"He's on his way here. Listen, there's a datapad that had evidence against Maleko. We need to get it back to show the people what he did, but I don't know where it is." Klenon said.
"If it's something as important as that, it's going to be in the warden's office. That's our top pirority." Vero said.
"Let's make our way there as soon as Oflen shows up." Klenon said. A few guards suddenly ran into the circular roon, shooting and killing a few Quarians. Klenon returned fire and killed one guard.
Vero quickly grabbed a dead Quarian's knife and threw it at the guards, hitting one of them in the neck. The guards neck began to spray blood as he choked on the blood that was flooding his lungs.
Klenon sprayed bullets at the last guard, killing him with ease.
"Klenon, it's only a matter of time before more guards start flooding in here." Vero said.
"Right. Listen, when Oflen get's here, have him contact me via an omni-tool. I'll go on to the warden's office by myself." Klenon said.
"Alright, get going. We'll stay here as long as we can." Vero said, picking up a rifle from a dead guard and giving it to a Quarian. Vero's radio began to crackle to life. He put his hand to his helmet and listened to the transmission.
"Klenon, our men are having a big firefight in the courtyard. They're outnumbered, outgunned, and there are snipers in the towers along the walls that are picking them off." Vero reported
"How bad is it?" Klenon asked.
"Bad enough to ask for our help. The courtyard is along the way to the Warden's office so you can help them out. Good luck."
Klenon started his way to the courtyard, leaving the others behind.
"Klenon, we're almost at the power housing. We're pinned down by some snipers." Qerean said.
"Keep your head down. Once the situation in the courtyard is pacified, I'll send some men your way." Klenon said.
"Alright. We'll hold here."
Klenon kept on his way towards courtyard. Once he reached the double-doors to the courtyard, he rammed into the door and looked around.
The courtyard was a warzone. There was an inumerable amount of prisoners and guards fighting each other in the rain. Bullets flew in different directions and there were pockets of prisoners and guards fighting each other with fists or knives.
Like the Quarian on the transmission said, there were snipers in towers shooting prisoners. Klenon pulled out his rifle and tried to shoot some snipers nearby.
"Klenon!"
Klenon turned around and saw Oflen running towards him.
"Oflen, get out of here. This place is dangerous." Klenon said.
"But you called for me." Oflen said.
"I did, but you need to stay away from here. I need you to do something important." Klenon said.
"What do you need me to do?"
"I need you to crawl inside the vents and make your way to the backup generator, can you do that?" Klenon asked.
"Of course." Oflen said confidently.
"When you get there, stay put until I call you. When I do, shut the backup generator down and stay there until I get you." Klenon said.
"O-okay. I'll be careful." Oflen said, looking around for a nearby vent to cawl in. He ran away from him and Klenon turned his attention back to the courtyard.
Klenon ran into the rain and fired shot after shot at snipers, killing only one. A bullet suddenly grazed Klenon's wrist, puncturing the suit.
Klenon cursed to himself and looked around for any assistance. He fired a few more rounds while walking over to a group of Quarians.
"Hey, you got a suit repair kit?" Klenon asked as he killed another sniper.
"A suit repair kit? Yeah, here." the Quarian said, pulling out a small box and handing it to him while continuing to speak to him.
"I'm glad you got here in time. Another second and-"
A bullet went through the Quarian's head, killing him instantly. His blood sprayed over Klenon's suit. Cursing, Klenon repaired his suit and went back to trying to kill the snipers. More guards began to flood into the courtyard, making the odds even worse for the prisoners.
"Vero, we need your help down here. The area is infested with guards, we need as much reinforcements as we can get!" Klenon shouted.
"I'm coming with as many men as I can but our numbers are stretching thin." Vero said.
Damn it, at this rate, we won't be able to move on to phase two..
"Hurry! The whole plan may die here!"
Klenon saw the last sniper at the far end of the courtyard, on the guards' side. He looked up and saw a sniper rifle that was at the edge of the roof. He pulled it in biotically and it landed in his hand.
He turned around quickly and fired multiple rounds, trying to hold off as many guards as possible.
Vero and another squad of Quarians rushed in to help, immediatly firing once they saw the guards.
"We don't have a lot of cover! We're going to be picked off one at a time." Vero said as he fired.
"We don't have a lot of options, Vero! We deal with whatever is coming our way or we won't live another two minutes!" Klenon shouted over the gunfire.
"Either way, we won't last another two minutes!" Vero replied. Klenon got up, holstered the rifle, and fired warps from both of his hands, connecting with a few guards. Rain began to fall from the sky along with thunder and lightning.
"We have no choice! Fight or die, we all know what we'd rather do." Klenon said as he fired more warps.
Prisoners began to be killed off, making things worse. A few began to retreat, getting gunned down by the guards.
"This isn't good!" Vero shouted. A grenade blew up close by, killing three more prisoners. Klenon pulled out his rifle again and fired at the last sniper, killing him.
Several explosions suddenly appeared on the guards' front, scattering them.
Klenon looked up behind him and saw prisoners on the roof throwing grenades at the guards.
Here comes the calvary!
More prisoners jumped down and fired assault rifles at the guards. Several more fired sniper rifles and even a few grenade launchers.
"Where'd they get that fancy stuff?" Vero asked.
"It doesn't matter. Now it's a fair fight." Klenon remarked as he shot a nearby guard. Vero raised his pistol and fired accurate rounds at the mass of guards.
"Klenon! We sent some Quarians to help you guys out, are they there?" Qerean asked on the radio.
"Yeah, and just in time. Thanks for the assist." Klenon said.
"I'm here to help. We took care of the snipers ourselves. When do we shut the power down? We're almost there." Qerean reported.
"We gotta push through to the warden's office. Once we're inside, I'll give you the okay and shut it down." Klenons said.
"Got it." Qerean said, cutting the line.
"Push forward! Do what you've wanted to do for a long time!" Klenon shouted. The prisoners pushed forward, forcing the guard's back. Some prisoners stepped forward and threw more grenades, exploding in front of the guards.
The rain began to come down harder, making an audible splash when it hit the ground. Thunder and lightning began to appear more frequently.
"We can do this! We must do this!" Vero shouted to motivate the inmates.
The guards began to retreat into the building, whether from orders or desperation.
"Go! Now's our chance!" Klenon ordered. All of the prisoners headed to the building while firing inside. A large steel shutter suddenly closed behind the last guard who entered. Sealing the rest of the prison away from them.
"Bastards think they can stop us by a shutter. Someone blow a hole in this thing!" Vero said. Klenon held his hand up, telling them to be quiet. He cautiously stepped closer to the shutter, anticipating another attack.
"What are you doing?" a prisoner asked. Vero shushed him. Klenon put his ear to the door, barely hearing a sound. He heard a faint clicking sound and it grew progressively louder.
Klenon's eyes grew wider when he realized what it was.
"Get away! Get away now!"
The shutter suddenly exploded in a large ball of fire, launching Klenon in the air head over heels and landing on his back ten feet away. Smoke emanated from the door, leaving everyone in suspense about what was going to come out.
All of the prisoners leveled their weapons at the small hole, ready to fire on a moment's notice. Vero ran over to Klenon's side and pulled him up.
"You okay?"
"I've been better, but I'm fine." Klenon said. They both looked at the smoking door just in time to see a horrible sight.
Five guards armored head to toe and armed with Revenant machine guns marched into the courtyard. Their visors were also covered with thick plates of steel, leaving a small slit for them to see. The guards began shooting their deadly weapons at the prisoners.
"You gotta be kidding me." Klenon mumbled.
"We got heavies. Get some distance and throw some grenades!" Vero shouted as he moved backwards while shooting the guards. The guards' metal plating deflected the bullets, it was as if they didn't even know they were being shot at. They merely continued shooting.
"How the hell are we going to kill those bosh'tets!" a prisoner panicked.
"Just keep firing. Buy me some time to think!" Klenon shouted, shooting at the armored guards head with his sniper. The guards head recoiled a bit from the bullets, but remained intact.
"These things are fucking robots or something!" a prisoner shouted. Klenon fired a biotic blast but only blew the guard back a couple of feet.
This is no good. I have to think outside the box.
Klenon was about to fire another warp until the armored guard grabbed his wrist and tackled him to the ground. He struggled to get out from under the guard but he was too heavy to move.
The heavy grabbed a pistol from his belt and placed it on Klenon's visor. He gave a sinister laugh, savoring the inevitable kill.
"Vero...give me the grenade!" Klenon shouted. A small grenade suddenly appeared in the corner of the guards eye. Klenon grabbed it and pressed the button, activating it.
"See you in hell."
Klenon stuffed the live grenade in between the guard's armor and suit. He focused all of his biotic energy into one throw and launched the guard into the air. He never got a chance to come back down.
Pieces of the guard fell from the sky and pieces of burnt armor fell around the prisoners. The other heavies noticed their comrade's death but paid no attention to it.
Klenon saw the dead heavy's Revenant on the ground and picked it up. While the guards were distracted, he took aim and fired one burst, exploding a nearby heavy's head.
The loud crack of the Revenant got everyone's attention, including the guards'.
"Now that I have your attention..."
Klenon fired more rounds, killing the last three heavies.
"Get inside! We gotta pay back the warden in full for what he's done." Vero shouted. All of the prisoners resumed fire inside the building, massacring the guards.
"There can't be much more guards left. Can't believe we held out this long!" Vero exclaimed.
"Qerean, do you copy?" Klenon said into the radio, walking up next to Vero.
"I hear you." she responded.
"We're pushing into the Warden's office. Shut down the power now." Klenon ordered.
"Whatever you say."
Klenon and Vero ran inside the building, the prisoners were proceeding with the attack in a long hallway. Some of the guards had stayed behind to hold off the prisoners as long as possible.
Klenon attached the Revenant to his back then pulled out his sniper, shooting and killing a guard almost instantly.
The lights suddenly shut off and the hall was pitch dark. The only light came from the open door that stretched just in front of the prisoners.
The dark did not deter anyone from shooting. The hall was being lit up with the muzzle flashes of guns and the occasional explosion. It was impossible to tell who's dying scream belonged to who.
"I'm going to use the darkness to my advantage." Klenon whispered to Vero.
"What do you mean?"
Klenon didn't answer him, he just disappeared. Vero groaned and tried to fire in absolute darkness.
The fightning had continued longer than planned. The generators were taking a while to come online.
"How much longer until the generators come online, Oflen?" Qerean said over the radio.
"I don't know. This thing doesn't tell me anything." Oflen replied.
Vero suddenly heard more screams than usual. He also heard what sounded like biotics. He was able to see a few flashes of blue, but it wasn't enough for him to see what was happening.
The lights in the hall suddenly came on, revealing Klenon holding an unconscious guard up in the air with one hand. All around him were the bodies of the other guards, either dead or knocked out.
Noticing the lights were on again, Klenon threw the guard to the floor and looked over the large number of inmates.
"The armory is just up ahead. We can resupply there and hopefully get some better weapons." he said casually. He pulled out the Revenant again and proceeded down the hall and taking a left, the others followed.
Vero caught up to him and contacted Oflen on the radio.
"Oflen, the lights are back on. Kill them." he said.
"Whatever you say."
The large group reached a large steel door at the end of the hall. Two Quarians walked up to it and put makeshift charges on the door's hinges.
"Might wanna move." one of them said, backing away from it. The others hurried back from the door. The charges beeped rapidly and exploded, making the door comepletely loose. Klenon ran up to the door and knocked it down with a biotic blast.
The door fell inside the large room. The sight apalled them all. There were rows upon rows of assault rifles, snipers, shotguns and pistols. There were a few rocket lauchers, and a large green tube with a scope. To their right was equipment like the metal blocks that were used for ammunition and medi-gel packs.
Klenon walked up to a cardboard box and opened it. Inside were, oddly, rubber blocks.
"Those bosh'tets!" Klenon said angrily.
"What?" Vero asked.
"They had rubber bullets the whole time. Instead of trying to pacify us, they tried to kill us!" Klenon exclaimed. There were various objections and mumers of discontent among the inmates.
"It doesn't matter now. We got to get to the warden and get that datapad." Vero said. Klenon picked up the rubber blocks and put them on his belt.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm taking these with us. They might help with phase two." he said. Vero just shrugged and addressed the Quarians.
"Everyone grab what you need, but leave some for everybody else." he said, grabbing a nearby assault rifle. The Quarians flooded inside and began to pass around rifles and shotguns.
"You two, take the rest of these boxes and put them at the entrance." Klenon ordered, pointing at the cardboard boxes. The two nodded and picked them up.
Klenon walked outside and sighed. They were close to breaking out. There were only a few pockets of guards left and the warden was in arm's reach.
"We should move on ahead ourselves. No need to put the others in any dangr we can handle." Vero said, walking up next to him.
"That's probably for the best. Tell the others." Klenons said, walking away. He walked down about halfway down the hall until he turned left, it was a small hall with a wooden door.
Klenon reached to door only to have it open suddenly and have three Quarians rush in.
"Hey, sorry we missed the party. Are there any left?" Qerean asked.
"From what we know, there are a few pockets of them somewhere around here. Most of the survivors must be with the warden." Klenon said.
"Okay. Do you need our help to crack some skulls?" she asked, hefting her rifle onto her shoulder.
"We could use your help I guess. Just be ready. We don't know what we're going to find on the other side of the warden's door." Klenon warned.
"My men and I are ready for anything that warden can throw at us." Qerean said confidently.
"Alright then. I'm on my way to the warden's office now. Come on." Klenon said, walking past them. Vero soon walked up to her too.
"We're near the end. With the warden's death, we can take control over the prison." he said. He put his finger on his helmet and began to broadcast a message.
"This is Vero'Palten, all Quarians are to move to the entrance of the prison. Once the warden is dealt with, Oflen will turn the power back on and we can finally be free." he said.
"Did you catch that, Oflen?" Qerean asked.
"I did. I'll just stay here until you guys deal with everything. Give me a heads-up when you want the power restored." he replied.
Qerean, her men, and Vero went after Klenon. Behind the wooden door was a hall that led to the left and right, but in front of them was a grand door with two deactivated turrents on both sides. It was the warden's office. Klenon was already waiting there.
"Everyone stack up. Be ready." he said as he stood next to the door. Vero stood next to him and Qerean and her men took the other side.
Klenon opened the door and it quickly slid open. Klenon could hear a scuffling sound, like someone was trying to get out.
He peered out and barely dodged a bullet.
"Stay back! I'll kill everyone of you bosh'tets if you come inside!" the warden shouted. He sounded terrified.
"Qerean, can you see anyone in there besides him?" Klenon whispered.
"Not that I can tell. It's dark in there but I think he's in there alone." she said.
"We want something in your office. Just give it to us and you can go free." Klenon bargained.
"Like I'm going to listen to you! If I let you in, you're just going to kill me." the warden said nervously.
"We'll only kill you if you fire at us first. Just drop your gun and everything will be fine." Klenon said.
"No, no, no, no, no. You're not coming in here!" the warden shouted. He fired a few more rounds outside but none of them were close to hitting anybody.
"Klenon, this guy is obviously out of his mind. We need to take him out." Vero said.
"I agree. He's only going to be a danger to us." Qerean said.
"I guess that's the only thing we can do at this point. Besides, he's the one that ordered his men to use live rounds." Klenon said.
"It's the only thing we can do." Vero said.
"Vero, give me your pistol. I'm going to do this quickly." Klenon said. Vero handed him the pistol and Klenon leveled it. He quickly turned the corner and barely saw a figure in the darkness. Without waiting to see if it was the warden, Klenon fired.
The warden fell to the floor in pain. Blood was oozing from the wound on his shoulder and he began to feel a little sick. The group walked inside and made sure he was down.
"Start looking for the datapad with the evidence. That's what we're here for." Klenon said as he lit his arm with biotic energy, lightning the room. Everyone went off in different directions while Klenon walked past the injured warden and stopped behind his desk. He opened every drawer, looking for the evidence or a way to lift the lockdown.
"Found it." Qerean said. Lifting it from a nearby table. She tossed it to Klenon, who checked to make sure it was the right datapad.
"This is it." Klenon said. He opened another drawer and found his knife in it's sheath.
What luck.
He pulled it out and looked it over. It was is the same condition as it was when it was taken from him.
"Oflen, turn on the power. We're lifting the lockdown." Vero said.
"No problem."
The lights suddenly came on, lighting up the whole room.
"You bosh'tets aren't going to last. Maleko knows what has happened." the warden coughed. Klenon walked in front of him and knelt next to him.
"And what makes you think that?"
"Because you're never going to leave this room!"
The warden pulled out a detonator and pressed the button. Red flashes began to beep around the ceiling. Everyone noticed it and knew what it was.
Oh, Na-
...
The Quarians gathered around the entrance. The power had come back on, but the lockdown hadn't been lifted, leaving many confused.
Most paid no attention. They were wither talking to one another or fixing and cleaning their weapons, waiting to take the fight to Maleko.
"What's taking them so long? It's been half and hour already." one of them said.
"I don't know, but it can't be good." another said.
They waited a bit longer, but still the lockdown wasn't lifted, making everyone anxious.
"Can you reach them on the comms?" a Quarian asked
"No, all I'm getting is static.
"We gotta go back to the warden's office. Maybe someth-"
"Attention, Quarians."
Everyone looked at the loudspeaker on the roof.
"Our time has come. The warden lies dead and the prison is ours. But this isn't the end, not by a longshot. This was only the beginning. Today, we bring the corrupted to their knees, we bring the administrator to justice and we take back what's been taken from us."
"You all have families, and you were taken from them by false accusations. Maleko took everything from you. And I know you aren't going to sit idly by while he does it again and again and again. His penalty is coming, but only if you are determined to do that."
"This isn't just for us, but for every single Quarian who has been manipulated by Maleko's lies and deceit. If we fail, then the Enclave will be destroyed. We cannot allow that to happen. Your fighting for your homes, your families, and your freedom.
"Phase two is in effect. We're getting closer to Maleko. One final battle remains, but it is the toughest of them all, but I know you all have what it takes to survive. Show Maleko that he can't abuse his power anymore, not while we're around."
"For honor."
"For justice."
"For freedom."
"For the fallen."
"For the Enclave."
...
Klenon switched off the intercom. He could hear the Quarians cheering through the thick concrete walls. He slid his finger down the crack that ran down the right side of his visor and looked at the scorch mark that went down on his left arm. Both came from the charges the warden had cleverly put. This is what they must pay to survive. One final effort remains,
and they were going to push with everything they got.
They've taken the prison, now it's time for the Enclave. So what do you think? Can they win a war against 4 million Quarians? Trust me when I say that this is only a taste of things to come in later stories.
We're getting close to the end and I'm going to give everything I've got to make it the most awsome war ever.
Ferret out.