Jeez, sorry I havn't been updating. You basically know how it goes. Okay, so in this chapter it talks about how I could see the Krimzon Gurad's eyes. Let's say they got different masks since Praxis died.Well, next chapter, UP!
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My chest heaved in and out from fear. Realization was painful sometimes. Sweat ebbed from my skin as my heart calmed. I had just done the unbelievable. I looked around to make sure there was no other presence in the room. My hand slid from the needle I had rammed into Errol's neck. I had done it in the nick of time. He had only removed my vest and belt before I got anxious. I wasn't sure what the injection contained but I hoped it would give me some time. I backed up and squealed when I touched the cold wall. I ran over to my armor while strapping on my belt. My bare feet slapped the ground. I slid my vest over my arms and buckled it. As I continued to rush the articles of clothing on I continued to become more paranoid. Just as I was bending over to get my boots on, the metallic door slid open. I gasped and snapped back up. The guards looked around and spotted Errol, unconscious. They looked at me as if waiting for an explanation. My mouth was half open as I thought of something to say before they killed me. I stuttered,
"W-what are you waiting for? You c-can't just let him commit suicide!"
They hesitated for a moment and reluctantly moved toward him. I rolled my eyes. Dumbasses. I quickly looked around for a gun. I had left my Plasma RPG at the factory. I cursed under my breath as I continued to look around. Then I remembered my handgun. I reached down and picked it up while watching the guards at the same time. I slowly walked closer while raising the weapon at eye level,
"Okay boys put the weapons down." The two guards looked at me in surprise. One smirked,
"You actually think-"
"Ya!", I said pulling down the hammer. His know-it-all expression faded. His partner dropped the gun and put his hands on his head. He looked at him and back at me.
"I'm not kidding."
He paused and put his gun down and mocking his buddy. I grinned.
"Okay now show me where you keep your weapons"
"How about no, lady-"
And with that I pulled the trigger, the bullet puncturing his left shoulder. He yelled and while he was distracted I knocked the side of his head with the handle. He fell over, hitting his head on the wall. The second guard moved back and stared at me, his eyes wide. I smiled,
"Now, I need a volunteer to show me the artillery room…"
He nodded and walked past the unconscious Errol. I gave him some space and followed him, the gun still aimed threateningly at him. He walked across the dimly lit room, to what seemed like a hardly noticed door. A code-pad was built in next to it. The Krimzon guard looked at me. I nodded. He turned around and stared at it for a moment.
"Well?", I said.
"Ya I'm goin'..", he sighed. The guard typed a five digit code into the system and lowered his hand as the door slid open. He turned around and looked me in the eye,
"Look, before you kill me or somethin' lemme just say this. Make sure Errol dies. Because if I don't come home to my wife then he's sure to."
His eyes looked sincere. I stared at him and nodded,
"Don't worry, your not the only one who's loved one's are involved." I hesitated and lowered my gun," I can't kill you."
"Why not?"
"Your not a monster like Errol."
"Aren't you afraid I'll squeal?"
"No. I can see through to lies, and your not a half-bad guy"
He looked into the weapon room while he spoke,
"I can help you. What are you going at with this anyway?"
I stepped next to him and looked into the dark room,
"I'm trying to get out of here to get to….." I felt a lump in my throat at the thought of Ashelin,"…a friend of mine."
He looked at me and raised an eyebrow, and I instantly knew he was smiling.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Well come on!"
He walked in front of me and flipped a lightswitch. Lights seemed to explode on. When I laid eyes on the room's content my mouth dropped open and my eyes swelled. There was all types of artillery. Tanks, parachutes, bombs, pistols, machine guns, stun-guns, even poles and bats, and tons more. My eyes wondered from left to right. I just stood there and gazed until the guard shook my shoulder and said,
"Come on-"
Suddenly a message came from the walkie talkie on his belt,
"Hey Anston, are things alright in there?"
He pulled the transmitter from his belt and spoke,
"Ya, me and Blaine are just reloading our guns"
"Alright. Just checkin' on ya."
Anston looked at me,
"Let's get movin' "
I nodded and we split up to load ourselves. I ran across the floor to the shelves. First I grabbed some type of bomb called an 'Astro Bomb'. I didn't know what it did but I was gonna defiantly try it out. I slipped it into a small bag on the ground. I put in a few smaller bombs, a neat clawed glove, and a detonated rocket launcher. But in the far corner of the room, a curtain was covering a small glass case. I closed the pack and slung the rocket launcher over my shoulder. I heard Anston banging around on the other side. I turned on my heel and started toward the case. The round, metal tips on my boots clicked against the ground. I reached it and crouched. I looked around and back at the concealed box-shaped case. Finally I pilled off the sheet and tossed it to the ground. A light shone down on it dramatically as I gawked at it. There, stood a vial with a white, pearly liquid swirling with light purple shades. I picked up a card on the top of the glass
'Light Eco' it read. I grinned as I satred at it. I took out the glove from my pack. I slipped it on and placed a single, sharp needl-like claw on the glass. I slid it across the glass and caught the top half. I bit my lip excitedly. With my free hand I reached in carefully. I grasped it and slowly pulled it out. Just then, Anston walked up beside me. I stood up and stared at the glass tube. I was gonna make it out of this alive, no matter what. I just couldn't live my life with that image of Jak's terrified face back at the factory.
