After finally getting a lead, I decided to go out to the abandoned
airport and investigate. I grabbed my coat that was hanging on the back of
my chair, and dug around in my closet for any spare castor shells that I
could find. I discovered a few fours and a thirteen from under a pile of
laundry, and quickly stuck them into my pocket. I looked around quickly,
and grabbed a couple of other guns I had lying around. Feeling more
confident now, I scooped up the printed location sheets and headed out.
I jumped in to my classic hover car, and sped away in style. Not that anyone noticed, but that's the thing about being cool...you have to live like that all the time. As I turned the corner my headlights briefly illuminated the darkened street, and a dog started to bark somewhere in the distance. No one was out this late so I had the streets to myself. I pulled out the maps I had printed and glanced between them and the road, trying to get my bearings. I had been past the old airport when I first landed on Sentinel III but things here seemed harder to find in the dark.
I whizzed by the scrap metal yard, and then quickly looking at my map, I noticed that the junkyard was right near the airport. I let out a boyish whoop of joy, and swung the car heavily to the right kicking up a huge cloud of dust. I raced away at breakneck speed, happy to be on my way to an ass kicking. I would just save Fred and be back by last call. Boy, wouldn't Jim be jealous to know that I didn't need him to pull off a job. I smirked to myself at all the new respect I would get from this successful solo mission.
I slowed gradually to a stop right outside the chain link fence that surrounded the deserted airport. I stepped calmly from the car, and shut the door. I decided to leave my car here, incase things got ugly, it would be safe. I scanned the perimeter, trying to get a sense of the site. Luckily the moon was almost full and it illuminated some buildings and the fence in a dim blue light, allowing me to see my way around. About 100 feet to my left, I noticed a small discrepancy in the continuity of the fence. Upon further inspection I found it to be a small entrance that some kid must have made, pulling back the chicken wire in one place. I entered quietly and then taking a quick peek at the map I headed in the direction of the video phone.
I noticed the video phone, and headed towards it. It was off in a corner dimly lit by a dull, flickering streetlight. It seemed to be in working order, even though the error message claimed it had been non-operational for 10 years. To prove my theory right I pushed the on button. The screen blipped on, slowly becoming brighter until I could read the text written on the screen. "Tough Luck...Gene Starwind" Then everything went black.
**Well, here's the newest edition to the story. Sorry that my update time runs about a month long. I'll try to fix that. There should be another chapter up tonight as well. My special treat! Hope you all enjoy it...and as always please leave a comment!**
I jumped in to my classic hover car, and sped away in style. Not that anyone noticed, but that's the thing about being cool...you have to live like that all the time. As I turned the corner my headlights briefly illuminated the darkened street, and a dog started to bark somewhere in the distance. No one was out this late so I had the streets to myself. I pulled out the maps I had printed and glanced between them and the road, trying to get my bearings. I had been past the old airport when I first landed on Sentinel III but things here seemed harder to find in the dark.
I whizzed by the scrap metal yard, and then quickly looking at my map, I noticed that the junkyard was right near the airport. I let out a boyish whoop of joy, and swung the car heavily to the right kicking up a huge cloud of dust. I raced away at breakneck speed, happy to be on my way to an ass kicking. I would just save Fred and be back by last call. Boy, wouldn't Jim be jealous to know that I didn't need him to pull off a job. I smirked to myself at all the new respect I would get from this successful solo mission.
I slowed gradually to a stop right outside the chain link fence that surrounded the deserted airport. I stepped calmly from the car, and shut the door. I decided to leave my car here, incase things got ugly, it would be safe. I scanned the perimeter, trying to get a sense of the site. Luckily the moon was almost full and it illuminated some buildings and the fence in a dim blue light, allowing me to see my way around. About 100 feet to my left, I noticed a small discrepancy in the continuity of the fence. Upon further inspection I found it to be a small entrance that some kid must have made, pulling back the chicken wire in one place. I entered quietly and then taking a quick peek at the map I headed in the direction of the video phone.
I noticed the video phone, and headed towards it. It was off in a corner dimly lit by a dull, flickering streetlight. It seemed to be in working order, even though the error message claimed it had been non-operational for 10 years. To prove my theory right I pushed the on button. The screen blipped on, slowly becoming brighter until I could read the text written on the screen. "Tough Luck...Gene Starwind" Then everything went black.
**Well, here's the newest edition to the story. Sorry that my update time runs about a month long. I'll try to fix that. There should be another chapter up tonight as well. My special treat! Hope you all enjoy it...and as always please leave a comment!**