Chapter 00

Outside Orario, Canyon

Marcus had awoken along with two others surrounded by a thin layer of stone. Having no idea how or why they were encased in stone. Marcus could hear the sound of cracking on either side of him as the other two wasted no time of breaking out of their stone prisons. One of the Guys that escaped asked.

"Oi, you alive in there?!"

Marcus sighed and gave kick so hard that it made a hole in the wall from where the voice came from. Kicking again and again until the wall collapsed and reveal a arid canyon and sunlight. The other guy then with a deadpan voice.

"Well, that's a yes"

Marcus then quickly jumped out of the opening and looked at his two fellow prisoners. The Trio wore a simple Kharki Military Uniform. A Shirt with a high-technology Bracer on their right arms with a EKG on the underside and buttons on the topside. As well as long legged Shorts and Tan Boots on their legs and feet. Marcus brushing himself off as he got up.

"Anyway, let's get everyone names Mine is Marcus" Marcus said with a smile on his face, the red head was next.

"Henry, used to be a Coffee shop worker" Henry said rubbing the back of his head. The Brown haired man who decided to help him up introduced himself last.

"Names Oliver, At your service" Oliver said as the trio brushed themselves off.

"So what now?" Marcus asked, and awkward silence followed as none of them knew what to do. After a while Henry made a suggestion.

"why not find out what these bracer's do, while we go towards that large tower" Henry then pointed at the tall structure in the distance.

Marcus and Oliver sighed and nodded. The two following henry in tow. Unsure of who or what they might run into along the way. Slowly the trio were getting hungry,thirsty and tired. Until they came to a stop near the Canyon entrance. An encampment that was too small for human's was spotted by Oliver. Thought it was when they saw the inhabitants that caused them to hide.

The camp was inhabited by Goblins.

"What next?" Whispered Henery, Asking both Marcus and Oliver for their input.

"Well, there's got to be a way to arm our selves, who or what brought us here would leave use defenceless" quietly Marcus explained as he randomly hit the second button on his bracer. Causing a screen called 'Inventory' to show up.

Oliver and Henry stunned at first quickly followed Marcus's lead. Selecting from the firearms and knives that were there. The former were world war two era firearms. Marcus had a M1 grand with a Bayonet on the end. Henry had a FG-42 with spike Bayonet on the end. While Oliver had a PPS-43 with a Hatchet on his person. Selecting the amount of magazines and ammunition to the max they could carry, they waited until sundown to make their move.

Later on at sundown

The Trio were in the shadows where the goblins couldn't see very clearly. As they approached the small encampment. Tow of the sentries spotted them. Before they could get a alarm up two gunshots from Marcus's M1 Grand rifle rung out in the Canyon.

Signifying the beginning of the battle. The sentries dispersing into smoke and leaving only a large magic stone behinds. Within seconds of the sound of gunshots reaching the encampments, a horde of thirty goblin's lead by a larger hobgoblin.

A second and then a third shot came from the sniper nest that Marcus set up further in the Canyon. Meanwhile as the goblin's saw the flash of the third shot his two more of their comrades, the hob decided to lead a charge at Marcus. With a frantic laugh both, Oliver and Henry pop out of their ambush spots and proceeded to mow down the horde with automatic fire.

Upon hearing the M1 Grand's distinct ping, the horde realized that there was a finite number of shots before the enemy needed to reload. So during lulls in the shooting. The goblins tried climbing up to their attackers during the reload. Only to begun to be picked off one by one upon the trio reloading their weapons. Marcus, Oliver and Henry were lucky. As when they were done, only the hob was left and he tried to draw an arrow at Marcus, only to be greeted by a .30 calibre rifle bullet through his right eye.

Without thinking, as they planned they went into the encampment and went to collect the magic stones. They got them all or so they thought.

The evening around the former goblin campfire

The Goblin's had a wild desert boar on the spit of the open fire. The pig untouched, Oliver managed to find some wine in one of the tents. Presumably from one of their raids. The Trio popping the corks on their wine bottles smelling the wine to make sure it was wine and not piss. The three of them said in unison.

"Well it's not piss"

Marcus,Oliver and Henry took a swig out of their respective bottles. Coughing as it was their first time drinking alcohol for Marcus and Oliver while Henry the oldest of the three handled it much better due to being accustomed to such drinks.

Previously, unbeknownst to them two of the thirty two goblins escaped and were on their way to the beacon to light it and warn the other camps that their one was attacked. A Glimpse of them on the canyon top, ready to light the signal. Henry upon seeing this wasted no time in suggesting an escape plan.

"Guys we have no time to waste, anyone got some transport?" Henry Asked with worried tone on his voice as he frowned "I want to be gone from here before sunrise".

"I think I saw a Huey in my inventory" Marcus spoke and he looked in his bracers inventory, with a flick of his fingers a large azure magic circle appeared behind him "I'll see If I can fly us out of here".

From the circle a helicopter begun to appear, it was a UH-1 Huey of Vietnam war era vintage. Within the Seconds of selecting it it appeared in a similar manner to how the small arms did in their hands. Instead it appeared behind the owner. Though the helicopter was unarmed, it could get them a far away from the encampment as possible.

Marcus then bluntly asked out of nowhere "Anyone else Autistic? Raise your hand if you are".

The Trio raised their hands, oh this was going to be one heck of a road trip. As they embarked onto their new transport with their weapons. With Henry in the pilots seat and Marcus in the back, Oliver sat in the copilots seat as they prepared firing up the engines ready to take off for the tower in the distance.

Hopefully, they would read a town or inn they could stay in. Marcus and the gang needed a decent meal after what they dealt with.

Authors note(s):

Now I know this isn't the best writing in the world and there are some things to take in. Like the bracers and why the OC's are powerful like they are now. With guns the consensus in community being regular(Non-enchanted) firearms would be good for the first ten floors and surface monsters but would decline in performance. Which is why I've given the OC's the option to craft/research newer and batter weapons and vehicles. Including spider styled mecha.

The Autism thing is something I the author am well experienced with, due to having to deal with it every single day. As for the bracers, they are my personal interpretation of the gamer ability. I thought 'why instead of copying the concept as an ability and make it a bound item instead?'. What is shown here is just the tip of what the bracers can do.