Rise to the Top
Chapter Two: Goliath VS The Hellions
A shimmer of blue and white came over the team, and they were transported to a hallway that stretched down both ways, then reached around the corner. Brutus was separate from his team, like usual. A female voice patched in through everyone's headset,
"3... 2… 1… Begin" and the fighting was under way. Brutus ran directly off to his right, he had been through this map before, and he knew running out into the middle without being well-armed was near suicide, even for him. He snatched up a Link Gun and some extra cartridges, running down the adjoining hallway and farther down. This hallway led out directly into the main room, on the highest floor. He rounded the corner and began to take it a little more cautiously into the room. He was vulnerable from below, the front, and to his left. He scanned the floor that he was on and found it mostly clear. Brutus saw a quick flash of light come out from the corner of his eye, and hoped it was one of his. "Bullseye drew first blood!" showed up on Brutus' data pad on his arm. He grinned to himself, just what he was hoping for. His moment of bliss was struck away at a poorly placed Shock Rifle shot. It hit down near his leg and heated up the ground next to him, then dissipated. Brutus raised his Link Gun and fired a few shots, just to scare the person. He charged full on, there were a few large metal crates that the opposition could hide behind, and Brutus didn't like hide-and-seek very much.
He scanned one side of a crate, looking behind it. Nothing. He moved to the next crate, when suddenly a shot struck him in the back. He stumbled, but regained quickly. Brutus turned around quickly and used the alt-fire for the Link Gun and streamed a solid line, heating up anything it went across. But again, the opposition had yet to be seen. He continued slowly, his temper was already gone, and if he came face to face with this person, he'd be sure to make the pain they could feel worth it.
The enemy was running out of crates to hide behind, and he rounded another one. Still nothing. He rounded the last one, and there she was. "You little bitch!" Brutus roared out. He thrusted his hand out, grabbing Rae's neck. He squeezed tightly, crushing her windpipe, and disposed of her quickly. She clawed at his metal hand, not able to get away from his grasp, and soon her body was limp. Brutus tossed her body over the edge into the large lava pit below.
Brutus grabbed the discarded shock rifle and switched it for the Link Gun. He saw another flash of light from the corner of his eye, and thought Bullseye must've gotten someone else. He continued on the platform on the upper level and into the hallway. He entered out into the main room again, across the large bridges that are the only thing between them, and a fiery death from the lava pit below. He dashed across the bridge, knowing he was wide open for attack. He raised his Shock Rifle as he entered into another one of the hallways, and was met with a chaingun unleashed into his side. He turned as the armor piercing bullets started to do their job. He fired a shot, but found it difficult, the Shock Rifle fired off and hit Garrett in the shoulder, causing the spray of bullets to lead up and penetrate into the ceiling, giving Brutus temporary relief. He fired another shot and hit Garrett in the chest, causing him to stumble back. He fired a last shot and cleaned off Garrett's head, his body crumpling to the ground.
Blood was beginning to seep in through Brutus' armor, but he knew he had to press on. He could find the relief in death once someone served it to him, he'd never stop. Brutus patched in through the radio, "I could use a little back-up!" he shouted. Clangor was the first to respond, she was the closest to his position,
"I'm coming for you." She replied back to him, and soon appeared around the corner jogging toward him. Brutus raised his gun to watch her back as she came around, just in case.
"Took some nasty hits. Need a little cover fire until I find a med." He spoke briefly to her as she came into close proximity to Brutus. She nodded that she understood, and they continued down the hall. Brutus check his data pad on his arm, the score was currently 7-5, Goliath in the lead. They had to go to 15, and still had plenty of time left. Brutus was confident they had this one.
Brutus found the health kit in the end corner of the hallway he was on, and he could feel the pain from the minigun going away instantly. It still stung slightly, he figured some bullets must've stuck themselves into his gut, but most of the pain was gone, at least. He turned back around to check their back's as Clangor checked the platform the lead out from the hallway. Brutus turned, only to meet a large purple, white ball. A shot was fired from a Shock Rifle, hitting the core, causing the power to ripple out from within and force Brutus against the wall. His head jarred against the large metal suit, and he blacked out. He didn't see what happened to Clangor, but she was thrown and killed as well, most likely.
He respawned not too far from where he died, only equipped with an automatic rifle, and a small Enforcer at his hip. He checked his data pad again, and sure enough, the score was tied at 7-7. The Shock combo had killed both of them. They had to win this match if they planned on advancing faster in the Tournament. "We need to kick this up, people. They've tied with us, and we need this match. Show no mercy against them!" He yelled to his team over the headset. His entire team yelled back to him in confirmation, and he saw all of them rush out into the middle area, each of them firing shots off, laying waste to anything they saw. Brutus found a small platform with a minigun on top, he skipped the stairs leading up and grabbed the minigun.
Brutus leaped back down the platform, wielding the minigun, and charged on down the hallway. He turned off to his right, into the main room, on the lowest bridge, and halfway across the bridge came running Kane, another member of The Hellions.
Brutus clicked his trigger, and the gears began to spin, unleashing a wide spray of armor piercing bullets. Kane was hit several times in the torso, but managed to fire a shot of hot metal shards from the flak cannon. They ricocheted off the ground and embedded themselves into Brutus' armor. He felt it, but just barely. He continue his spray from the minigun, and finally a shot ran through Kane's skull, and he dropped to the floor.
He ran across the bridge and slid his minigun around his back, using the strap to hold it and picked up Kane's now discarded flak cannon. He charged his way down the ramp, very confident within himself. He checked his data pad as he got away from the main room, the scored was 12-9, their lead. Just three kills left, and they could advance. "Bullseye is on a killing spree!" flashed up on his data pad, and Brutus knew they had this one for sure.
He followed the hallway until it started to lead up, and he was back on the platform that he started out on the beginning. He ran past the crates and up one of the two bridges to the highest level, he had a plan to wait it out up here, picking off anyone he could as they ran across.
As he reached up, he was met by a link gun line that coursed across his stomach. He dived as quickly as he could, tumbling behind more metal crates that were up there. He pointed his gun into the air, arching it back, and fired the alt-fire, a large ball of hot metal was fired up over the crates and exploded, causing smaller metal pieces to fly off into every direction.
Brutus stood and rounded around the crates, finding Kaela in serious pain. It looked as if the entire flak ball had landed on her, or at least right next to her.
Brutus stood over Kaela, his flak cannon in hand. Just before he fired, he remembered the long drop below them, and a vicious grin crossed his face. He bent down and grabbed the back of her shirt, blood pouring out of many wounds from her body. She was going to do soon, anyway.
With little effort, Brutus tossed the limp girl over the edge. She tumbled down and hit on the middle platform, her face crushing against it. She was then thrown into a series of several flips until the back of her head hit the walkway on the outside of the lava, and her body sank within the deadly fluid.
He checked his data pad once again, and the score had risin to 14-10. He looked down across the bridges for the final victim, until he heard a high caliber shot ring out through the arena, and Bullseye hit his mark.
"Blue team wins the match!" the announcer boomed out across their ear pieces. In a shimmer of white and blue, they were back in the main stadium. Several of the members from The Hellions were in bad shape, Kaela and Rae mainly. With the support of the medical officers on site, The Hellions turned back and returned to their elevator, lowering down in defeat.
Brutus, a large grin spread across his face, raised his fist into the air, letting out a loud yell as victor. The rest of his team followed his movement, and the crowd cheered for them, some of them booing or remaining silent, as team Goliath returned to their elevator, lowering themselves down back to their rooms.
They stopped in the hallway before returning to their room, Titania gave a sigh of relief, everyone else was bragging about their favorite kills through the match.
"If it wasn't for Brutus' wussy ass I wouldn't have died in the entire match," boasted Clangor. Brutus stopped to face Clangor,
"How about you try saying that again?" he growled to her, his fists clenched. Clangor started, but thought better of it. Brutus was chosen as the leader for good reason, he was ruthless and hardly afraid of anyone. "I thought as much." He turned back around and they began walking again down the halls. Everyone was silent the rest of the way, and they all broke off to go into their separate rooms.
Before Bullseye walked into his room, Brutus had to congratulate him, Bullseye held the highest score in that match. "That was some nice defense you held up out there. I'll expect to see that in the others, as well." Bullseye only nodded and entered into his room.
Brutus continued down the hall, and entered into his room. He took off his bulky armor and rested on the couch. That match wasn't as vigorous as some other he's been in, but a rest after any match was always good. He watched on the TV a few replays from old matches, until he drifted slowly off into a light sleep.