Disclaimer: I do NOT own Diablo or any of it's components. If I did I'd be working on some other cool and amazing game. All I own is my own characters and their personalities.
This is my first fanfiction. It wasn't really going to be a fanfiction at first, but then Ifound Diablo 2 laying around and I started playing again and got lot's of inspiration. This first chapter isn't that long. It's really more of an appetizer. )...
So... Act 1 - Connor's Mistake
"Why is it always like this?" she thought and placed the left hand on the ground and made herself ready to jump up at Connors command. Her right hand tightened around the gun. "Why do I always feel like it is my very last day alive every time?" She slowly inhaled and exhaled. It almost felt as time had stopped.
She heard a noise from behind and turned quick and silent. It was only Connor. He placed a finger in front of his lips and ordered silence. He pointed at the backdoor and then showed three fingers on his left hand. So there were only three backups coming from the back. Then they would be seven including the two coming from the roof window.
"Man, could Connor ever do anything simple? Always a showoff. Always doing everything the hardest and most annoying way. I wonder if he has a death wish or something. Maybe he thinks he's cool. I just think he's stupid." She sighed and looked at Connor. He seemed to be counting. His eyes were focused on the group of drug-dealers and his lips moving silently. She turned to the group of dealers and counted. Eight. No nine, plus the two girls in the corner. Three of them with visible guns. Two with truncheons. The others probably hid weapons under there jackets. "I hope Conner got a plan this time. I don't want it to be like last time."
"DOSTORA! Get in here instantaneously!"
"Seriously! Was I going to have to take the blame again!" she thought and moved her feet rather slowly towards the chiefs room.
"AMIKO DOSTORA! This is the eleventh time you two barge in without a plan, without informing theheadquarters or calling in reinforcements! You been lucky so far, but the next time you might not be. Someone might get killed!"
"But chief… I'm not really the one in charge, so why do I always get the blame…"
"Because Connor won't listen anyway. And you could have stopped him."
"You think he listen to me, if his not even listening to you? I don't see how that equation works out."
"Stop him next time. Dismissed!"
Amiko walked out of the office and closed the door. "Why was I to blame?"
"Amiko! Everything okay with you? You seem upset." Connor smiled and handed her a cup of coffee. "Here, you should need it. We were out pretty long last night. Did you get any sleep at all?
"Connor! That's the eleventh time I'm blamed because of you. That's the eleventh time I had to stand there listening to the chief's complaining. I'm telling you, next time I-I… I ask for a new partner!"
"Amiko?"
"That's right. If you ever get me in trouble again, I ask for another partner."
She walked past him and left him standing there, staring at nothing.
"All had been nonsense. If she really had meant it she would have switched partner that day. Though he had improved. It had been two months and no mistakes so far. But now... Everything... Connor... I really hope I'm not getting blamed at this time."
Slowly Connor motioned that the backup was in place. He held out 3 fingers and counted silently. 3… 2…
"Move out!"
"Seriously? Conner, this is not going to look nice."
But she did move out. Her hand clenched the gun and she heard how the firing started. Her fingers pressed the trigger. Once, twice… The backups from the backdoor came running in. They were merely boys in the line of work. Just graduated from the academy. One of the young men had barely gotten ten steps before he was shot. "Connor! You…I… If you aren't killed today I'll kill you myself…"
She rolled backward to avoid the bullets, dragging the young man with her.
Are you okay? You took a few bullets."
The man didn't answer. His face was all clouded up in pain and tears ran down his cheeks. His body was shaking violently.
"Damn it, Connor! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!"
Connor turned to her from his hideout, looking questioned.
"These two should be writing parking tickets. Not risking their life in some stupid plan of yours. They just graduated last month. This time you sure have hit the bottom."
She removed her own belt and placed it a bit over the wound on the young mans leg.
"Wh-what are y-you doing?"
The young mans voice seemed so fragile.
"I have to stop the blood from flowing out of your body. It's gonna hurt a bit."
The man closed his eyes and Amiko pulled hard in the end of her belt. The young man tried hard not to scream, but small groans showed that he really wanted to scream out loud. She secured the belt and put the young man in a sitting position.
"Stay here. You'll live." She patted his cheek and smiled.
She looked up, only to see Connor charging into battle, not looking fully at the situation. Then she noticed. Snipers on the second floor. Four of them. Where had they come from?
"Connor! Snipers! On the second floor!"
Conner turned around and then lifted his eyes to the second floor. "Too late!" Amiko started running. "I'll never make it!" She jumped. All around here the scenery started to fade and was replaced by a bright light.
She could feel someone's hand in hers but she couldn't see anybody. She closed her eyes. A soft voice spoke to her.
"I'm sorry. But we need you."
She was walking in a garden. But it wasn't just any garden. Everything seemed to be shining and giving away a feeling of love and warmth.
"So they really brought you here. It is sad that it had to play out this way."
Amiko looked around but couldn't find anyone.
"You can't see me. 'Cause neither one of us is really here. It is just a dream. For now."
"Who are you? I feel like I recognize your voice. Have we met?"
"No. We have never met before. But I met one of your ancestors. He was a powerful druid. Saved the world I live in."
"The world you live in? Where is that?"
"It is a parallel world to yours. Your ancestor came from that world. He came to your world after defeating the three Prime Evils of our world. It was to be a safe world for him. A fresh start. But he came back, right before he died. He wanted to see the ones he had helped and the world he was born in, one last time. He left behind a wife and a son in your world. They never found out what happened to him. I think he was rather depressed in your world. I don't think he ever adapted."
"Who are you?"
"They call me the Archangel Tyrael. I help your ancestor defeat the Prime evils. It was I who sent him to your world. And also I who brought him back."
"Is it you who brought me here?"
"No. But those who did asked me how to. Don't despair. You have your ancestor's blood and spirit. You will prevail."
"Prevail? What do you mean?"
No one answered.
"Hello? Archangel? Tyrael? Connor? Anyone!"
The darkness fell over her and she fell asleep.
End of Act 1
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