Resurfacing of Old
Chapter 3: The Assaults Continue.
All over the world squads of Ranish Soldiers marched, flew and rode towards their destinations. North Corel was ablaze with fire, bricks crumbling under the force of grenade explosions. Men, Women and Children fell as bullets pierced their flesh. A dark skinned man with black hair and a goatee charged around a corner, aiming his arm, which was replaced at the tip by a gun and firing. Barret Wallace. Former leader of Avalanche and one of the most deadly men on the planet.
Another man, not as old as the Barret, followed after him. His long blond hair flew behind him as his arm was rocked back as he fired out a shell from his trusted shotgun. The 24-year-old gunslinger dropped to a knee, dirtying his black pants in the process before spinning his gun round and firing another shot. His dirt covered chest and face contorted in anger as the bullet burst through the air and took out a lone Ranish Soldier.
"Shitting Bastard!" Lance grunted in a voice much like his mentor. Barret just laughed with pride.
"Lance Hunter!" A blonde haired woman wearing a white top and black skirt scolded him. Luna Hunter. "You dare use that language in front of Blain!"
"Sorry." He smiled meekly.
From behind the legs of Luna a small boy with short scruffy blond hair and bright blue eyes appeared, trying to get a look at what is happening around him. He is wearing a black T-shirt and blue shorts.
"Mommy?" he asked. "What's going on?"
"Blain." She turned and dropped to his eye level. "You need to stay back. The town is under attack."
"Why mommy?" he asked, a tinge of worry in his voice.
"I don't know honey." She smiled and patted him on the head. "But don't you worry. Your dad and granddad wont let anything happen to you."
"So what you thinking?" Barret asked Lance as they tried to keep the soldier's at bay by constantly firing of rounds.
"We need to get out of here that's what." Lance replied. "There's a plane at the back of the town, near the mine shaft. We need to get Luna and Blain out of here at least."
"And you plan on staying to fight?" Barret shouted back over the gunfire.
"Not if I can help it."
"Okay then." Barret fired another shot and took down two soldiers. "You get Luna and Blain to the plane, I'll hold em' of."
"What?" Lance cried. "Are you insane!"
"Come on. Have more faith in me than that. These guys are nothing."
A ruffling came from behind them and suddenly Lance felt the barrel of a gun bush his ear.
"Drop the guns!" the man ordered.
Lance let his Shotgun drop to the ground with a sigh. Barret followed suit. Luna hid Blain behind her legs and made sure he couldn't move about by keeping her hand on is back.
"Step away from the guns!" the man shouted.
Lance stepping back, the man holding the gun stepping with him. After a few paces Lance ducked, the man instantly firing his gun. The bullet flew towards Luna but was instantly deflected by a barrier, saving her life. Lance continued through, turning on his heels and ramming him shoulder into the mans gut, forcing him into a wall. Lance stood up and with one hard punch broke the mans jaw. His muscle rippled as he continued to assault the man, viciously pounding him into unconsciousness.
"Sorry about that guys." He said as he pulled himself to his feet and grabbed his gun. "We better move. Come on Luna." He quickly took her hand and dragged her down the street, Blain being pulled along by Luna.
"Alright you bastards!" Barret turned his full attention to the attacking squad. "Time to feel the pain of Barret Wallace!"
Lance ran and ran, not slowing down one bit. This is too fucking mad! He thought as he turned a corner. Too much like six years ago! What the hell is going on?
"Lance where are we going?" Luna asked as she was pulled round another corner.
"To the plane!" he shouted back, ducking to avoid a shot then firing of his own, taking out his attacker.
"Where we supposed to go?" she pushed on. "And what about Barret? We can't just leave him!"
"Barret will be fine!"
"So where are we going Lance!" she asked irritated at him ignoring her.
"I'm not sure yet!" he snapped. "Will you just leave it a second! Trying to get us somewhere, whilst watching your back and mine is not as easy as it looks!"
They took a sharp turn and at the far end of the road sat a small craft. Finally! Lance thought, relieved. He continued to drag his wife and child down the street and towards safety.
Barret Wallace let out a feral roar as he brought up his gun and fired a grenade into the clearing between him and his foes. With a huge bang the clearing was covered in smoke and bright light. Barret took this chance and swiftly turned on his heel and began to follow after his apprentice.
Lance slowed to stop beside the gray colored craft, his eyes darting around for a switch to open the hatch. He found it and with a click the craft opened up, revealing two seats at the front and one long seat at the back, behind them the front two.
"In!" he ordered.
Luna helped Blain in and he scurried to the far side and hid himself on the back seat, curled up in a ball. Luna looked at Lance for a second, before getting in herself. Lance looked around anxiously, praying that his mentor would get here in time.
The burly man known as Barret ran down the streets, letting out grunts of exhaustion in his old age. His huge boots pounded the floor, sending up small amounts of dust from the dirty streets. Come on Barret! He urged himself on. You can do this! He almost collapsed when a tall man jumped out at him, aiming his rifle straight at his face.
"End of the line old man!" the man cried as he fired of a round of bullets. Barret dived to the side in desperation, all except one bullet missing, which grazed his huge left leg. He aimed and fired as the pain shot through his legs, taking out his attacker.
"Shit!" he hissed as the blood began to pour from his leg and onto the dirt covered floor. Using all the strength left in his body he pulled himself to his feet, dragging his limp leg behind him.
Lance paced back and forth, wearing away the street. Luna was in the back seat with Blain, rubbing his back and soothing him with comforting words. Where the hell are you Barret? He asked himself over and over again.
"Luna. Wait here a second. He's been too long." He told her and after receiving a nod he ran of down the street. After several minutes he found Barret's limping form coming towards him. Behind him five Ranish soldiers closed in, all aiming.
"Barret duck!" he yelled and with that slung his shotgun into action. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! They all fell down, dead. Smoke rose from the end of his gun as he ran to Barret's position and helped him up.
"Come on."
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Meanwhile in Rocket City a certain young Highwind and his girlfriend, Sara, fight of more invading Ranish soldiers. Rain twirls his stick round his body and takes out the closest one, knocking him into another. He raises a barrier that deflects some incoming bullets before swinging his stick once again, cracking three soldiers in the jaw with its end.
Sara, on the other hand, struggles to survive. She toppled backwards as a barrage of gunfire head her way, tearing her blue dress, which clung to her slender figure nicely, down the side, grazing her leg in the process. After regaining her composure she scrambled over to a nearby stall and hid, as Rain took on his attackers with deadly force behind his stick.
Her amber eyes widened as he jams the stick into the ground and with acrobatic grace somersaulted backwards, kicking one soldier in the jaw and then spreading his legs and kicking two others besides the last. Landing on his feet he charged forward again, before dropping to his back and sliding the rest of the way under the last ones legs, hitting the soldier right between the legs in the process with the end of his staff.
"Rain!" she yelled as she ran towards him and flung herself into his arms. He caught her quickly, only slightly caught of guard by her actions before running his hand through her fair brown hair, which hands freely down her back.
"Are you okay?" he asked after the shock wore off. He quickly pushed her gently backwards and held her at arms length, examining her body.
"I'm fine." She replied with a frown.
"No your not." He protested as he discovered the scratch down her leg. "Let me heal that. Come on." He leg of her arms and fished his Restore material from his pants pocket before curing her small wound.
"Lets get going." And without another word he began to drag her down the street.
"Wait?" she yelled. "Where are we going? Who where those men? Rain! Answer me! What's going on?"
"Number One." He began, pausing slightly to catch his bearings. "We are going to my house. Two. They were Ranish Soldiers. Three. I have absolutely no idea." ----
On the other side of the City, Cid Highwind and his wife Shera found them selves in a similar situation. Barricaded in their home, Cid found himself at a loss. Without risking his life he had no way of killing those soldiers.
Dammit! He cursed himself on the inside. If they had just a few less soldiers I'm sure I could handle it! But with this many I'd surely be hit before I even fucking got two steps out of my damn home. Bastards! And I don't even have a god damn stinking Barrier Materia. What the hell am I supposed to do?
A loud crash from the outside caught his attention and he peered out his window in time to see Rain attacking the surrounding soldiers. Within minutes the space was emptied of Ranish soldiers and Cid sighed with relief. That's my boy! Within seconds he was out the door, and patting his son on the back.
"Bout' fucking time you showed up boy!" he cursed as he hit him hard on the back with a laugh.
"You couldn't handle these pathetic wimps?" Rain asked in shock.
Cid was taken aback at first, and then a look of embarrassment passed across his face before he began to nervously rub the back of his head. "I kinda don't have any Barrier Materia on me."
"Well let's not waste anymore time and get the hell out of here." Rain said as he yanked his stick out from the ground. "There's a lot more where they came from and I'm pretty sure they're after us."
"Say Rain," Cid began. "You don't think this has anything to do with that mysterious guy they say has taken up residence in the old Ranish Tower do you?" he finished, pointing to said tower, which was at the far end of the city were only high level citizens where allowed.
"Maybe."
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Chapter 3: The Assaults Continue.
All over the world squads of Ranish Soldiers marched, flew and rode towards their destinations. North Corel was ablaze with fire, bricks crumbling under the force of grenade explosions. Men, Women and Children fell as bullets pierced their flesh. A dark skinned man with black hair and a goatee charged around a corner, aiming his arm, which was replaced at the tip by a gun and firing. Barret Wallace. Former leader of Avalanche and one of the most deadly men on the planet.
Another man, not as old as the Barret, followed after him. His long blond hair flew behind him as his arm was rocked back as he fired out a shell from his trusted shotgun. The 24-year-old gunslinger dropped to a knee, dirtying his black pants in the process before spinning his gun round and firing another shot. His dirt covered chest and face contorted in anger as the bullet burst through the air and took out a lone Ranish Soldier.
"Shitting Bastard!" Lance grunted in a voice much like his mentor. Barret just laughed with pride.
"Lance Hunter!" A blonde haired woman wearing a white top and black skirt scolded him. Luna Hunter. "You dare use that language in front of Blain!"
"Sorry." He smiled meekly.
From behind the legs of Luna a small boy with short scruffy blond hair and bright blue eyes appeared, trying to get a look at what is happening around him. He is wearing a black T-shirt and blue shorts.
"Mommy?" he asked. "What's going on?"
"Blain." She turned and dropped to his eye level. "You need to stay back. The town is under attack."
"Why mommy?" he asked, a tinge of worry in his voice.
"I don't know honey." She smiled and patted him on the head. "But don't you worry. Your dad and granddad wont let anything happen to you."
"So what you thinking?" Barret asked Lance as they tried to keep the soldier's at bay by constantly firing of rounds.
"We need to get out of here that's what." Lance replied. "There's a plane at the back of the town, near the mine shaft. We need to get Luna and Blain out of here at least."
"And you plan on staying to fight?" Barret shouted back over the gunfire.
"Not if I can help it."
"Okay then." Barret fired another shot and took down two soldiers. "You get Luna and Blain to the plane, I'll hold em' of."
"What?" Lance cried. "Are you insane!"
"Come on. Have more faith in me than that. These guys are nothing."
A ruffling came from behind them and suddenly Lance felt the barrel of a gun bush his ear.
"Drop the guns!" the man ordered.
Lance let his Shotgun drop to the ground with a sigh. Barret followed suit. Luna hid Blain behind her legs and made sure he couldn't move about by keeping her hand on is back.
"Step away from the guns!" the man shouted.
Lance stepping back, the man holding the gun stepping with him. After a few paces Lance ducked, the man instantly firing his gun. The bullet flew towards Luna but was instantly deflected by a barrier, saving her life. Lance continued through, turning on his heels and ramming him shoulder into the mans gut, forcing him into a wall. Lance stood up and with one hard punch broke the mans jaw. His muscle rippled as he continued to assault the man, viciously pounding him into unconsciousness.
"Sorry about that guys." He said as he pulled himself to his feet and grabbed his gun. "We better move. Come on Luna." He quickly took her hand and dragged her down the street, Blain being pulled along by Luna.
"Alright you bastards!" Barret turned his full attention to the attacking squad. "Time to feel the pain of Barret Wallace!"
Lance ran and ran, not slowing down one bit. This is too fucking mad! He thought as he turned a corner. Too much like six years ago! What the hell is going on?
"Lance where are we going?" Luna asked as she was pulled round another corner.
"To the plane!" he shouted back, ducking to avoid a shot then firing of his own, taking out his attacker.
"Where we supposed to go?" she pushed on. "And what about Barret? We can't just leave him!"
"Barret will be fine!"
"So where are we going Lance!" she asked irritated at him ignoring her.
"I'm not sure yet!" he snapped. "Will you just leave it a second! Trying to get us somewhere, whilst watching your back and mine is not as easy as it looks!"
They took a sharp turn and at the far end of the road sat a small craft. Finally! Lance thought, relieved. He continued to drag his wife and child down the street and towards safety.
Barret Wallace let out a feral roar as he brought up his gun and fired a grenade into the clearing between him and his foes. With a huge bang the clearing was covered in smoke and bright light. Barret took this chance and swiftly turned on his heel and began to follow after his apprentice.
Lance slowed to stop beside the gray colored craft, his eyes darting around for a switch to open the hatch. He found it and with a click the craft opened up, revealing two seats at the front and one long seat at the back, behind them the front two.
"In!" he ordered.
Luna helped Blain in and he scurried to the far side and hid himself on the back seat, curled up in a ball. Luna looked at Lance for a second, before getting in herself. Lance looked around anxiously, praying that his mentor would get here in time.
The burly man known as Barret ran down the streets, letting out grunts of exhaustion in his old age. His huge boots pounded the floor, sending up small amounts of dust from the dirty streets. Come on Barret! He urged himself on. You can do this! He almost collapsed when a tall man jumped out at him, aiming his rifle straight at his face.
"End of the line old man!" the man cried as he fired of a round of bullets. Barret dived to the side in desperation, all except one bullet missing, which grazed his huge left leg. He aimed and fired as the pain shot through his legs, taking out his attacker.
"Shit!" he hissed as the blood began to pour from his leg and onto the dirt covered floor. Using all the strength left in his body he pulled himself to his feet, dragging his limp leg behind him.
Lance paced back and forth, wearing away the street. Luna was in the back seat with Blain, rubbing his back and soothing him with comforting words. Where the hell are you Barret? He asked himself over and over again.
"Luna. Wait here a second. He's been too long." He told her and after receiving a nod he ran of down the street. After several minutes he found Barret's limping form coming towards him. Behind him five Ranish soldiers closed in, all aiming.
"Barret duck!" he yelled and with that slung his shotgun into action. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! They all fell down, dead. Smoke rose from the end of his gun as he ran to Barret's position and helped him up.
"Come on."
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Meanwhile in Rocket City a certain young Highwind and his girlfriend, Sara, fight of more invading Ranish soldiers. Rain twirls his stick round his body and takes out the closest one, knocking him into another. He raises a barrier that deflects some incoming bullets before swinging his stick once again, cracking three soldiers in the jaw with its end.
Sara, on the other hand, struggles to survive. She toppled backwards as a barrage of gunfire head her way, tearing her blue dress, which clung to her slender figure nicely, down the side, grazing her leg in the process. After regaining her composure she scrambled over to a nearby stall and hid, as Rain took on his attackers with deadly force behind his stick.
Her amber eyes widened as he jams the stick into the ground and with acrobatic grace somersaulted backwards, kicking one soldier in the jaw and then spreading his legs and kicking two others besides the last. Landing on his feet he charged forward again, before dropping to his back and sliding the rest of the way under the last ones legs, hitting the soldier right between the legs in the process with the end of his staff.
"Rain!" she yelled as she ran towards him and flung herself into his arms. He caught her quickly, only slightly caught of guard by her actions before running his hand through her fair brown hair, which hands freely down her back.
"Are you okay?" he asked after the shock wore off. He quickly pushed her gently backwards and held her at arms length, examining her body.
"I'm fine." She replied with a frown.
"No your not." He protested as he discovered the scratch down her leg. "Let me heal that. Come on." He leg of her arms and fished his Restore material from his pants pocket before curing her small wound.
"Lets get going." And without another word he began to drag her down the street.
"Wait?" she yelled. "Where are we going? Who where those men? Rain! Answer me! What's going on?"
"Number One." He began, pausing slightly to catch his bearings. "We are going to my house. Two. They were Ranish Soldiers. Three. I have absolutely no idea." ----
On the other side of the City, Cid Highwind and his wife Shera found them selves in a similar situation. Barricaded in their home, Cid found himself at a loss. Without risking his life he had no way of killing those soldiers.
Dammit! He cursed himself on the inside. If they had just a few less soldiers I'm sure I could handle it! But with this many I'd surely be hit before I even fucking got two steps out of my damn home. Bastards! And I don't even have a god damn stinking Barrier Materia. What the hell am I supposed to do?
A loud crash from the outside caught his attention and he peered out his window in time to see Rain attacking the surrounding soldiers. Within minutes the space was emptied of Ranish soldiers and Cid sighed with relief. That's my boy! Within seconds he was out the door, and patting his son on the back.
"Bout' fucking time you showed up boy!" he cursed as he hit him hard on the back with a laugh.
"You couldn't handle these pathetic wimps?" Rain asked in shock.
Cid was taken aback at first, and then a look of embarrassment passed across his face before he began to nervously rub the back of his head. "I kinda don't have any Barrier Materia on me."
"Well let's not waste anymore time and get the hell out of here." Rain said as he yanked his stick out from the ground. "There's a lot more where they came from and I'm pretty sure they're after us."
"Say Rain," Cid began. "You don't think this has anything to do with that mysterious guy they say has taken up residence in the old Ranish Tower do you?" he finished, pointing to said tower, which was at the far end of the city were only high level citizens where allowed.
"Maybe."
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