Sooooo not a lot of action has been seen but I swear that it will be coming, it takes some time to write some good fight scenes or as good as I can get with my own abilities and such.
Any words from you Fever about the chapter?
FEN: I have some words. This was very nice! Weapons are fucking awesome!
Chapter 5 I scream for Weapons!
"Ok this should be fun." Deimos exclaimed, rubbing his hands in preparation of our little field trip.
"If two weeks of training with you means anything, that sir is an overstatement." I spoke looking at our hacker/tech/gun specialist with a bored expression.
Here we all sat at our hideouts dining table, everyone in their usual attire which was just both Xero and I while our more Madness teammates wore something very different.
In order to fit in so to speak with other hunters in training everyone had to get their own colours sorted, for both Xero, Wank and I this was easy but Deimos was rather hardset in wearing something that wasn't just dark gray or practically black.
And so Wank and Deimos had given themselves a makeover, outfit wise.
Deimos still swapped his half cap for a full black cap with a middle finger emblem sitting boldly on the front, his trench coat was swapped out for simple black jacket, under the jacket he wore an armoured chest piece that covered all of his torso, he still wore his black cargo pants and combat boots and finally his hands were covered in bandages as well as a pair of fingerless gloves for some fucking reason.
The only things the hacker rid himself of was his headset and the bandages that covered his head.
Wank on the other hand had only changed her face mask and goggles for a respirator that covered up her lower face and a pair of red sunglasses sat on her face.
Meanwhile Xero and I didn't change anything but we did add a jacket for ourselves.
Actually Xero just wore a dark blue leather jacket while I had had added a pair of black and white running shoes, pair of dark gray gloves and my jacket was something that was copy and pasted out Cyberpunk 2077 as it was just iconic brown leather jacket with the large thick collar instead of the Samurai logo on the back of said collar it had the word "Hunter" and the large graphic of the cyber oni demon was replaced with a cyber beowolf head.
"God are you always like this? It's almost like Kary but without the bullshit psychotic powers and the urge to kill everyone." Xero said as both myself and him sat on the couch watching Deimos doing whatever the hell he was doing and I just looked at Xero with a concerned look.
"Dude, we really need to talk about this stuff one day." I said before looking back to Deimos. "On the other hand, calm your tits dude, we are just getting our remnant style weapons."
"No, not just any weapons, but interchangeable weapons that could be anything shit a pen could turn into a sword or a toaster can turn into an LMG or or or a rocket launcher that could turn into a shotgun." Deimos exclaimed in some strange sense of excitement.
"A toaster?" was all I said.
"Yeah even I don't follow, what is that some kind of symbolism for people to drop a toaster into their baths or something?" Xero asked as I cringed at that idea.
"Yeah no I'd rather not have a weapon that symbolizes the idea of sucide as being a viable option." I continued feeling rather disturbed by that idea.
"I mean sucide is still an option but that's just really fucked up."
"Too true."
"Nevermind the toaster, look aren't you guys any bit excited to get yourself your own personal weapon?" Deimos asked, suddenly my eyes went to the corner where the majority of our collective arsenal sat.
"Uuuuuh is that a trick question?" Xero suddenly asked. I quickly looked back and saw him holding his Aeroblade up.
"No but come on, tell me you're at least curious to see what we could pick up?" Deimos asked, I let out a tired sigh as I couldn't fault him for his excitement but I woke up in a bad mood so my answer was just to get up off the seat and make way over to the kitchen.
Once I was in our shared kitchen I saw Wank at the stove/oven pulling out what I assumed was breakfast in the form of a large loaf cut in half with a bunch of cheese, bacon, tomato sauce and pepperoni slices slapped on both halves of loaf.
"Breakfast?" I asked as the girl gave me a simple nod, her mask gone showing her… rather badly stitched up mouth with heavy scars littering her entire lower jaw, it was a rather good reason why she wore the mask but thankfully after our first ever battle everyone pretty much ignored it seeing as we had all seen scarier shit.
Or in my case I was a warhammer 40k fan… yeah no I wouldn't wish anyone to the fate of that world.
Where was I? Oh yeah, breakfast.
"Alright breakfast is done." I called out bringing out the board with our breakfast all cut up nicely and set it on the table. "We'll talk more about our weapons later, for now let's just eat."
Once everyone was sitting at the table Wank quickly went about cutting up the pizza loaf, with one of the megachette's.
"Tell me I'm not the only one who wants to make a comment about the machete?" Deimos suddenly asked, it kinda surprised me seeing as he knew the OG version of Hank and I thought he would have seen similar shit.
"Meh." Was the only thing Xero said before he picked up a slice and started eating it.
Following his lead I grabbed my own slice and just started eating as well.
Soon as we were all done we got our things ready, seeing as Wank and Xero were able to store our more dangerous weaponry away we handed them our weapons, Deimos handed Wank his Deagle and I handed my V2 Joy's back to Xero.
Not to mean we weren't armed, Deimos picked up one of the knives we had picked up and slid it into a sheath on his belt while I stashed the G17 he had given me since day one in my jackets own inner pocket along with the three additional mags for the piece as well as some Mags for V2 Joy.
The other reason why we needed to go to get weapons was to see if this world had anything that could fit into our more deadly arsenal of weaponry, I was looking more specifically for V2 Joy seeing as it takes fucking 65 Cal. rounds but I doubt that very much.
"Alright let's go." I said as I was the first one out the door of our hideout where we all casually walked to the stairwell and just jumped.
The first time I dropped and I grabbed a railing that just stopped my fall nowadays it was more of a leap of faith, my faith being in my cybernetic legs that took the complete shock of falling three stories down.
Moving outside I let out a tired sigh as I saw our mode of transportation sitting outside, it could have been anything, absolutely anything.
An old run down van, a fucking two seater small truck, an old ass rusty sedan but instead we had a freshly off the line black and blue motorcyle, and a car that could only be described as Remnants version of a while Nissan GTR 2020.
"I can't believe no one has even tried to steal any of these vehicles, fucking seriously." I spoke with the shake of my head as I saw Xero walk by putting on his helmet before Deimos followed behind with his own helmet on.
I wasn't surprised to see Deimos joining Xero as the two had some very niche things in common, that being adrenaline junkies as well as gamers, actually no, we were all gamers but some of us didn't spend seventy two hours playing the same game.
Granted I was happy during those seventy two hours as it meant no training and I could relax my more fleshy muscles.
With that it was just me and Wank left to get in the car, speaking of.
"You driving or-?" Before I could even finish my question I felt the key being placed in my hand. "-Oh come on." I whined as I slowly made my way to the drivers side, it wasn't like I didn't know how to drive, I just had anxiety issues and issues that Wank wanted to fix via throwing me into the fire.
"We'll see you two there, take the scenic route and all that." Xero joked out loud, Deimos openly laughed while Xero kicked started his motorcycle's engine alive.
"Why did you guys get these things, fuck a moderately priced Ute would have been understandable but nooooo you just had to have Deimos hack his way into getting some of the most expensive vehicles on remnant." I grumbled as I got into the car and placed the key into ignition.
Once the car's engine turned itself over and roared to life I looked at Wank who sat in the passenger's side and saw her looking at the weapon Magazine Deimos had picked up sometime ago.
"You have an idea what you want?" I asked the woman who was capable of going on a full on killing spree with no hindrances whatsoever.
Holding out the magazine open to the page she was looking out, I looked at it and saw what she was looking at.
"Dust infused swords… you want to set the AAHW on fire don't you?" I asked as Wank nodded her head up and down in a fashion of an excited five year old. "And here I thought Deimos was the only one that was excited, looks like I stand corrected." I said, Wank just shrugged obviously not bothered whatsoever.
With that I looked to the road and sighed knowing fully well this was going to be a long drive.
1 hour later
I was right about being a long drive, the amount of near misses I had had caused me to panic so much I thought of panic attacks as little mini heart attacks, but shit me I was happy to get to the place.
Parking the car in a free space I shut the engine off and immediately dropped my forehead directly on top of the steering wheel with a light thump.
"Fuck me, your driving next time." I spoke with finality and tiredness, suddenly I felt a familiar hand on my shoulder rubbing it softly.
Looking up I looked at Wank and I saw her looking at me with her sunglasses tilted downwards revealing her red glowing eyes and with it I just just saw her pupils and unlike the crimson red that her eyes were glowing they were instead a faint faded pink kinda like a cherry blossom flower pink.
Feeling more reassured I nodded my head and slowly sat back.
"Thanks Wank." I whispered as the woman nodded before pushing her sunglasses back up to once again cover her eyes.
Looking up towards the windshield I saw Xero and Deimos waiting outside the store, the two of them were patiently waiting for us but were probably anxious to go inside.
"Alright, let's not keep the kids waiting." I muttered to myself as I found it funny that out of everyone here I was both the youngest but probably the most mature person here.
Getting out of the car and locking it I watched how Wank seemingly out of nowhere just skipped and hopped over to Xero and Deimos… yeah that's not going to leave my mind anytime soon.
"Alright before we go in we have to go over a couple things." I said as I stood in front of everyone addressing them all. "First get weapons that you don't usually use AKA no assault rifles for you Deimos." I pointed directly to Deimos who was staring at a random G36 assault rifle variant that sat on display.
"Aaaaaw but why?" Deimos immediately asked as he was disheartened by being told off.
"Cause we want to have two ways to fight," Xero jumped in as he held up two fingers. "One for when we fight grimm and other hunters n shit, Two for when we are inevitably going to be facing against the agency actually make that three." Xero quickly said as he now held up three fingers instead of two. "We may need to take on the agency that I was once a part of if what I know of the improbability drive the Agency may have made a deal to take over this place."
As soon as Xero reminded me of his own agency he had defected against I felt a large uncontrollable shiver run down my spine, yeah if AAHW was bad at dealing with medical mystical crap with their shit clones, MBORF's more pure scientific advances combined… that's just not a pretty thought.
"The Agency's clones plus MBORF's own scientific prowess…" Xero left it open as we all stood in silence.
"Shit… talk about a fucking bummer." Deimos muttered as the idea in everyone's heads was probably the same.
"Well, let's not let that shit plague our minds too much." I quickly said wanting to stop the depressing tone we were all feeling. "Come on we are here to pick out some weapons then later we can go out to get some pizza afterwards." I said as I looked around and stopped when I saw an ice cream parlor. "Or better yet ice cream."
"God you and ice cream, you have one hell of an addiction." I heard Deimos joke as I spun my head towards him.
"Uh excuse me, at least my addiction won't give me cancer in a few years." I threw back as the two of us continued to banter as we walked inside.
As soon as we entered I found the shop to look an awful lot like GTA V's own gun shop, where there was a back counter with a shit ton of weapons while there were racks of random clothes hanging on racks ready to pick up and sold to whoever wanted to buy a bit extra.
That was something I was looking into right now.
While everyone else moved to check out the weapons on display I quietly looked through the racks until I pulled out four sets of clothing all black about roughly the same size except one which was smaller and in womens.
Piling the clothes I picked them all up before looking a bit more around the racks of clothes until I found a conveniently placed rack of face and eye protection.
Suddenly feeling something tapping on my shoulder I looked behind me to see Wank looking at me with tilted head obviously curious as to what I was doing.
"I figured if we have to one day deal with the agency like go on secret missions I figured it would be a good idea to have some clothes and now that I say it out loud I feel kind of dumb." I muttered as I soon found the idea of mission clothes to be a bit redundant.
I looked at Wank and she quickly shook her head before she reached out and pulled a pair of dark goggles from the rack and casually chucked them on the pile of clothes.
"Soooo… good idea then?" I asked, watching how Wank nodded her head up and down, obviously approving the idea I had in mind.
"Yo what's that I hear about missions?" hearing Deimos I saw him walk over holding a rather large gun on his shoulder.
"Mission clothes for ahem agency." I said as Deimos looked at the pile of clothes and nodded his head up and down.
"I see, well if we want to do this we may as well get some more protection." Deimos said as he casually plucked out some black body vest armour and dropped it on the pile of clothes. "Not only that we need ways to communicate with each other and I know scrolls can work well for that but I don't exactly trust the CCT if what you told me went down before, so we will need these-" Deimos seemed to immediately go in collecting mode as he moved around the store and picked out things and placed everything on the pile.
"What's the tech maniac doing now?" Xero asked as he at some point came over and saw what was going on.
"Setting up our agency mission gear I guess." I said as I was unsure what he was doing or why we needed an antenna of all things.
"Better he does that then mess around with that." Xero said as he pointed to the weapon Deimos had been carrying around.
Now that I had a better look at it, the weapon he had was a pump action shotgun but the stock was an axe head, with the blade portion pointed downwards, the paint job was mainly yellow with gun metal gray portions to it.
"It's a shotgun that can turn into a wood cutting axe, Deimos made a joke about Red Riding Hood and well…" Xero didn't need to finish as the implication was quite obvious, so obvious that I couldn't help but facepalm.
"He is so lucky I can take the joke, he really is." I said in all seriousness as the idea of being the huntsman coming to save Red Riding Hood was just so obvious.
"Let's leave him be, the guy at the counter told me there are more weapons out back." Xero gestured for Wank and I to follow after him all while we left Deimos to do his thing.
As we moved to the back of the store I had to give the store owner credit as he had more than just "more" weapons out back, I saw sections of the large back room split between from large arms fire to medium, light and finally just a plain melee and with what looked to be dust only weapons.
Wank being the ever loving ethusest of weapons started bouncing towards the heavy section while Xero moved to the melee section with me behind him, it wasn't like I wanted to use guns or anything its just with the many guns we had on hand was there really a reason for me to look at them.
Xero was tapping his chin before he pulled off a machete from the wall and quickly put it back with a shake of his head.
I on the other hand looked at the different melees with a frown, there were just so many weapons all ranging from, hammers, swords, whips and these are just the dust enhanced ones, I mean the section title said Dust Enhanced Melee.
Looking around more I paused in my looking as I saw a pair of swords that looked rather familiar.
"Are those viking swords?" I muttered in confusion as I picked up one of the swords and read the tags attached to the scabbard.
'Dust enhanced single edge swords, using a variety of gravity dust and infusion techniques the blade is made out for heavy attacks by increasing the weight of the blades themselves as to '
"Hold up, increase the weight of the blades?" Looking at the hilts of the blades I saw a dial right under the guard, turning the dial with my thumb I watched as the blade started to glow a deep purple, growing more curious I turned up the dial to its max setting and I took actual note of the weight, unlike every other weapon I picked up this one actually had some weight to it, then again maybe turning it up to it's heights weight isn't such a good idea.
Turning off the gravity dial I noted that it was actually a good fit and picked up a second sword and just held both weapons in my hands for a couple seconds, these could absolutely work for me.
Moving over to the nearby counter I saw Xero messing around with a staff that had two thick blocky ends, suddenly at one end a blue glowing blade came out for on the end another blue blade popped out but unlike the other one this one popped out from the side and was both longer, thicker and had nasty curve.
Xero handling this weapon tapped another button causing the middle section split up in many links of chain turning the scythe into a kuragasama. Xero seemed impressed as he started twirling the dagger portion around and with another press of a button the chainlinks reconnected and he turned off the glowing blades and with another press the pole then turned into a three section staff that Xero quickly used to fold the weapon up.
"Hey there buddy, anything I could do for you?" hearing a voice that took my attention away from Xero I saw another store clerk standing behind a glass case that contained a bunch of guns.
"Ah yeah these two and can I have some kind of back holster?" I asked the clerk as he looked at the swords and back at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Young man you do know that-"
"I have cybernetics." I quickly said, pulling up one of my sleeves to show the clerk my black cyber arm in all of its glossy fashion.
"-I stand corrected, but I was also asking for your hunters permit." the Clerk said as I nodded in understanding. "You see I can't sell hunter grade weapons such as these two without said permit or a student licence/hunters licence."
"Ok… out of curiosity, what counts as a hunter class weapon?" I am now curious as to what constitutes a hunter class weapon.
"Hunter class weapons go under three categories first is switch or trick weapons, weapons that turn into another weapon, second is a weapon that uses high calibre ammunition a good example is a pistol round anything bigger than a 9mm, 357. or would count as hunter grade and the third category is the most controversial is dust weapons or weapons that include dust as the main focus." The clerk explained and I nodded in understanding.
"Ok good to note and I can understand the third category, also here is my permit." I said pulling out one of the scrolls Deimos had handed out and showed him my permit.
The clerk did a quick once over of my permit before giving a nod of approval.
"This checks out, anything else before I check this out?" The clerk asked as I nodded.
"Yeah actually I have a couple of inquiries and you actually answered one of them." I said as I pulled out my Joy V2 mag and placed it on the counter. "Do you have anything in this calibre or anything similar?" I asked as the clerk picked up the mag and pulled out one of the bullets that sat inside.
"Give me a minute to look around, I'm unsure that we do have something but hopefully we do." The clerk said as he moved to the back room leaving me alone.
"You got what you want?" I heard Xero ask as I nodded to the swords I had placed on the glass counter. "Nice, those will do fine for you." Xero exclaimed with a nod of appreciation.
"Wanks got hers." Xero said as he nodded in the general direction of Wank.
Looking over I found her holding an Odaichi with a dust cylinder built into the back of the blade and sitting just above the tsuba guard, the sword had to be more than four feet, maybe five feet and was taller than her.
Wank carefully slid the sword back into its custom made holster.
"Ok I'm back and I have good news!" Hearing the clerk came back I was happy to see the man come back with a couple of boxes filled with ammo and looked like a back harness with a metal plate. "Turns out we do have this ammo and its still in production but a bit on the uncommon side and this here is a magnetic harness that you can slip under your clothes and you don't need to worry about finicky scarbards but just incase I do have them when your swords are not in use." the clerk said and I was happy to hear such good news.
"But with the good here's the bad, this is going to add up and I don't exactly believe you're going to be able to pay for this." the clerk told me as he shook his head in disappointment.
"Can I get an idea of the price just so I have an idea as to how much you mean?" I asked, my tone was filled with worry as I knew most clerks wouldn't be that worried for a customer unless the price really is that big-suddenly the man handed me a piece of a paper with a number on it.
Looking at the number I felt my mind immediately go blank. I immediately grabbed my chest and dropped backwards.
Thud!
"Hamish!?"
I knew one of these days a number was going to cause me to have a heart attack!
Chapter 5 end