Wow, um... this blew up pretty fast.
There will be a significant hiatus. I have no WiFi until Sept 9 but it only allows two people to use it, right now just using my brother's Mobile Data.
So enjoy this chapter...if you can.
"I was right, this is an anime world." He grumbled as he entered the village, eyeing a few villagers.
You got an achie-
'No! Not now!' He mentally screamed at the notification.
A few unknown stuff catches his eye. One was the appearance of people with...animal appendages, the other was the weird crystal things he kept seeing.
He stumbled upon an inn, which by his terms mean 'information'.
'I swear, if some drunkie is going to pick a fight with me...' He thinks as he walked in, stopping to let a glass cup fly pass his face.
"Oi! Watch where you are throwing that dickhead!" He heard a patron say.
"Who're you callin' dickhead?" Another said, presumably the one who threw the cup.
The player sighed as he sat down on a stool, the bartender zipping to him.
"So what can I get you, sir?" The man asked.
"I'll get a-" He started.
"Hey you! The one with the glasses." A man with one of the most ridiculous hairstyles he has ever seen called out.
The player exhaled, mentally cursing. "Yes?"
"The seat is taken. Move along, skinny boy." That drew a laugh amongst some of the patrons, though he noticed a few who looked on.
'Seriously!? You're picking a fight with me? Hope you aren't drunk.'
"Too bad, the man should have stayed if he wanted it. Pinhead." Now that drew silence, a deadly one.
"Who are you calling pinhead?! Scrawny?" A few of his...what the player called 'gang members' stood up, many more remained seated.
"First, I expected you to say that. Second, " he stood up. "The proper term you should be using for me is mingebag." He drew a stunstick, making it look like he got it out of his pocket. "Finally, do you really want a malcompliance verdict from me?"
The man with the 'haircut' huffed. "What are you? An atlesian policeman? Get him." After saying that last two words, five members oh-so-threateningly walked up to the player.
With help from the GMod player speed, he lunged for the closest one and striked him across the cheek. Dodging a punch, he twisted the arm and bashed the stunstick on the first one's head. Then he brought the baton upwards on the who attempted to punch him's jaw, causing him to land on a table. He elbowed a sneaking one and threw him to his partner, which both hit a wall. The last one drew a knife.
He charged and missed, resulting in his head meeting the ground as the player brought the baton's head full force into his opponent's cranium.
The player felt a huge pain on his shoulder, he spun around to see the one with the ridiculous hair holding a revolver.
"Pinhead!" The player sneered and brought back his Gravity Gun. Grabbing a table, he punted it towards Pinhead. Which in turn launched him out a window, he wasn't sure.
He panted as he 'brought' a Health Vial out of his pocket, applying the gel on his wound. He went back to sit down on the stool, he heard a 'clink!' and saw a glass filled with what looked like alcohol.
"It's on me, those fellas have been messing with my girls. So thank you." The bartender thanked.
It seemed the player was wrong about more members, as the other patrons went back to conversing or drinking.
He felt a small smile creeping up to his face. "I never knew that, but that just makes feel even better."
The bartender nodded. "You should, after all they were said to be part of that group behind the kidnappings."
He had just finished applying the gel, dematerializing the container when it was in his pocket. "Kidnappings? Care to tell me what's going on?"
The bartender sighed. "There has been reports of kidnappings, recently one of girl's sister got kidnapped." The player sipped from his alcoholic drink.
He wiped a few excess liquid out of his lips. "It's always the women. Bloody creeps." He put down the drink on the counter.
"Yeah, we called a huntsman for help. Though, she went missing too, another's coming next week. I don't think we can pay for another one though, especially when we lost one."
The player recollected the information he got.
'Huntsman' are probably something to look out for if an entire village called for one.
The 'Huntswoman' might have been subdued, which means something or someone was skilled or powerful enough to do such a thing if the payments was anything to go by.
And a notification appeared in front of him. Though, it was unseen by anyone if the reaction was anything to go by.
New Objective:
Defeat the kidnappers and save the kidnapped!
Do you want to partake on this mission?
If yes, offer your help to the bartender. If no, say your goodbyes and walk away.
The last one was a dick move, especially with his conscience in the way.
"I can help you out." He blurted out suddenly.
"Really?" The man asked.
He smiled. "I can do it, free of charge!"
"Now I'm seriously wondering if you're an actual policeman. Though, I have doubts if you are able to do something like this. I heard they have some mighty firepower." The bartender placed a hand on his chin.
"Pfft. I can take care of it." The player pushed the concern away, standing up on his stool and started walking to the door.
"Hey! Be careful alright!?" After sending a thumbs up he placed his hand on the doorknob.
"Um sir?" A petite woman went up to him.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Thank you."
"Thank me when I come back." Walking out of the inn, he saw the unconscious body of Pinhead.
He smiled, it was time for interrogation.
LINE BREAK~
"Hey! Stop right there!"
The player stopped, eyeing the pair of guards with rifles.
"Get lost! This is restricted territory!"
He smiled, walking forward. The guards pointed their rifles toward him.
"Hey, I said stop!"
He didn't stop. A bullet whizzed past him and landed on the ground.
"That was a warning shot! Next one's going to go right between your eyes!"
Still not stopping, he soldiered on. A 'bullet' hit his chest, though was absorbed by his HEV suit energy shield. A low humming sound reached his ears and theirs.
Then five Combine Dropships flew past the camp, unhindered by the various bullets hitting them. Two carried striders, three carried containers.
He saw the silhouettes of striders, Dropships, hunter choppers and gunships making their way over the trees and onto the camp.
Loud stomping noises came up behind him, more faster steps can be heard.
Five striders was behind him, each accompanied by a pair of Hunters.
The lead strider's main gun went blue and distorted the ground in between the guards. They screamed in surprise, but it was cut off by the blast and laser shot off by the main gun. Defying gravity, the guards' bodies dissolved into nothing.
Hearing the screams, shots and radio chatter. The player smiled.
"Let's go."
Let's go indeed!
The reign of terror commences!
New NPCs will be added! because he killed them.
Anyways~ Bye!
