Armored Core: Steel Dynasty
Chapter 2
"What do you mean you won't pay me?" Garett cried at a respected Zio Matrix officer.
"Your mission was to kill Takura, not destroy his AC and let him get away." The man said in a refined voice.
"I didn't let him get away! I used up my energy over-boosting and using my laser blade and couldn't shoot his escape pod out of the sky!" He shot back.
"How amateur are you? Why didn't just use a solid type weapon?" The man replied superiorly.
"Look, this is my arsenal: KARASAWA-MK2, LS-MOONLIGHT, ZWC-IR/FLUX and finally EWM-M03. Now lets see, the Karasawa, Moonlight and Flux are all energy. My only solid type weapon is the EWM-M03 and you know what? That's a missile type weapon. By the time I could bring that online, lock onto his ship, and fire he would have been long gone! You know how fast escape pods are." Garett answered back, frustrated.
"Umm… I umm… I'll call headquarters and see what they think." The man responded, not sure of what to do.
Garett was silent.
The man walked to another room and stayed there for approximately ten minutes. When he came out he was solemnly looking at the ground.
"What's the synch?" Garett asked, noticing a great deal of uneasiness in the air.
"They want me to eliminate the raven?" The man muttered to himself in a little bit of shock and worry. "How can I? …It is my duty for Zio… I must do it." The man finished.
Nervously he looked up at Garett.
"They want me to kill him…" The man repeated aloud. "Can I do it? Can I kill a man?"
"What?" Garett exclaimed, having heard what the strange man said. "What are you talking about?" He finished gruffly.
The man pulled his hand out of his suit pocket, revealing a silver revolver.
"Sorry raven. Zio Matrix says you're a threat to their corporation; that they don't want to deal with you getting in their way anymore. You might not have posed a threat this time, but other corporations hire you against us and the damage you inflict on our business is too much to handle! They don't want to deal with your little escapades of destruction!" The officer explained holding his gun on Garett.
"Put the gun down! I don't want to have to hurt you!" Garett yelled, irritated.
"Sorry raven…" The suited man apologized, tightening his grip on the trigger of the silver gun.
"I'll tell you one more time. Put the gun down!" Garett repeated.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that." The man replied quietly.
"Fine…" Garett finished.
He jumped into the air, kicking gun out of the man's hands.
"You've never used that gun have you?"
"… No. Please don't hurt me! I was just following orders!" The man pleaded as Garett picked the revolver up off the slick tile floor.
"I won't as long you follow one condition." Garett replied.
"What? Anything!" He answered back.
"You don't tell anyone that any of this happened. If your superiors ask, say you did as you were told and that's it, got it?" Garett said seriously.
"Yes! Fine!" The man yelled back.
"Good… Say goodnight." Garett finished as he pistol-whipped the officer, knocking him out cold. "This is a nice gun." Garett said to himself, eying the silver revolver as he walked out of the office.
To Be Continued…