Gothic sat at his end table in his room writing in a journal he heard from Charlie that it would help keep his thoughts concise while he worked on redemption himself. thinking to himself he thought it was beyond impossible for himself to be let to pass on but after recent events it's not hard to see it's still a option.
*It's been a few weeks since the Red dandy redeemed himself and went to the big man upstairs. heck I even managed to go to listen to angels song. that being said the idea of putting off the therapy until now has left me stressed beyond comprehension. sincerely a man to angry to pass over.*
closing his journal he moved to his room door sighing to himself before heading to the main room were nifty still seemed to be dusting away at the cobwebs still a little upset that Al left her behind as she thought. "Yo Niff, put the duster down and have a drink with me." gothic said with a raised voice before pulling out a chair for the little lass with husker gone from the bar its mostly up to the inhabitants to write down the alcohol usage and drink responsible.
Taking two shot glasses from the counter and two-pint glasses gothic grabbed a bottle of Jager and while using the counters edge popped the top of the bottle off before pouring it into the shot glass. Next, he grabbed two cans of redbull pouring them into the pint glasses. Looking at the can before tossing them both in the trash he logged the drinks into a book by the bar. still buggered by the fact that a lot of drinks and or objects from the living world managed to make it here. taking the shot glasses, he dropped them into the pint glasses and brought the drinks to the table.
"Thanks Goth, how'd you learn to make this pick me up." she asked taking a drink. the almost liquid smarties flavor of the red bull balanced out by the Jager with the energy drink putting a bit more of a pep in her step.
Gothic shrugged his shoulders. "Eh its nothing special just something I picked up way back when I used to be a bouncer." Niffty gave a sideways smile. "Bouncer fury and silver bullet? how did a nice guy like you end up down here."
Gothic seemed to be uncomfortable with the question as he downed half of his drink the skin around his mouth losing its failure shade of purple as blackened veins etched themselves around greyish skin as he drank. Setting his glass down his skin would turn its purple hue again. "Not now Niffty..."
pouting the childlike demon exclaimed. "Oh common you promised you would at least tell me if I managed to straighten up, and you still have yet to tell me!"
Sighing to himself Gothic looked to Niffty. "Its not really easy for me to talk about nifty, hell I'm not really a good guy I'm just a changed one...or trying to change." He said glumly. Nifty retained her pouty face for a little while longer before softening her smile. "hey big guy look I get it but where all her to get better right? why don't we go to show everyone what might be troubling you mabie showing everyone might help it get easier?" Gothic looked up from the table. "your really not gonna let me keep it down are you?"
Niffty smile as she beamed back "Nope silver bullets gotta stick together after all."
gothic picked up his glass and clinked it to Niffty and drank. after a few moments of silence Nifty grabbed their glasses. "ill clean up here, you should go to the room and prepare to show everyone okay?" Gothic nodded and left the room.
Nifty shook her head and smiled taking the glasses to the sink to clean them. "someone's rather chipper lately." Vagatha said leaning against the wall with a smirk nearly causing Niffty to shriek from the surprise. "You really shouldn't sneak up on people it's rather rude." Nifty said causing Vagathato chuckle. "Sorry Niffty I was just seeing if you know where gothic is He's scheduled for therapy."
Niffty pointed down the hall where the room was causing Vagatha to nod and head that way with Niffty shortly behind her.
Gothic stood there in the room waiting for everyone to enter as everyone filed into the room gothic would write the date quietly November 7th 2004 the the room was quite while the room around them seemed to show the past of gothic. sounds of explosions and gunfire erupted in the room as the smoke bellowed out.
gothic Sat in the back of a Blackhawk with a mixture of Marine's and other military units the Lt, drowning off to the pilot on how fucked the situation has gotten since the Blackout and informing everyone that they will be regrouping at the evacuation point and hold there as they try to get civilians out of this hell.
It happened so fast.
The Porthole on the side of the Chopper was cast in bright light as the helicopter next to them was hit with anti-air fire causing it to erupt in a ball of fire and slag
"Shit the tails been hit" the pilot exclaimed as the blackhawk rocked and bucked from anti-air fire
"Try to level this bird out " the Lt stated in a calm tone loud enough to get over the worried voices of the ship. Just then the helocopter on their other side was struck causing it to collide with them. Gothic looked on to a yonger woman with the patch that read Viv as they began spinning out towards a nearby building of what used to be a bank.
When everyone came to Gothic called out to Viv. "Viv, you, ok?!
"Yah fuck you too Ray" came the Sargent response as he began kicking around the metal to free their gear. "Yah I'm fine honey" she gave a long pause before continuing "can't say the same for everyone else."
After finding out that all that's left alive was Gothic or Ray as the others heard , their Lt and Sargent Jackson and Viv they Grabbed their gear And regrouping outside. The chopper had smashed through the side of the building killing the pilot on contact and tossing around everyone a few were thrown from the craft their body a little more than heaps of flesh and broken bones surrounded by body armor
Ty and the others began moving at half pace through the area heading south of the meetup point. Once they were at street level The sound of distant gunfire, screams, and explosion made it hard to talk over its chaotic symphony.
"Well Lt what's the plan?" Jackson asked holding his bandaged arm it looked pretty bad but the man seemed to tough it out.
"We move on the dugout that shot us down, if we don't others could meet the same fate as our group, past that we head to the meetup point"
Pulling out a map of the area the Lt looked to the Sargent "if I'm correct they should be a few clicks from our crash si-"
Lt was cut off by a round from a rifle round colliding with the side of theor helmet causing the Sargent to dive aside as two more shots collided with the Lt blowing off their arm and breaching their chest armor.
"Contact south 600 meters" gothic called out heaving his Sniper rifle barring down on the forces that killed their Lt as rounds smack into the upper floors of the building the hostiles were in before Viv fired an anti-vehicle launcher at were his shots were landing. Giving them enough time to get the Sargent behind the slagged remains of a wall they used as a barricade from the return fire. Between pain grunts, the Sargent yelled "I think we found what killed the blackhawks, Those damn insurgents are dug in with a AA launcher."
Gothic peeked from the rear of the Wall firing another few rounds into the building as he nearly avoided another volley of rifle shots that slammed into the side of the barricade causing him to duck down from the heat of the shots alone "yah and how do you suppose we take them out were sitting ducks out here they got a bead on us." just as Gothic would say this more gunshot was heard as the local militia followed the sounds of gunfire and began aiding their unit.
"Come on , can't let the locals show us up, eh?" Viv teased. causing the man to smile as shots rang out towards the militiamen that stood their ground. A sickening squelch collided with lightly armored flesh, instantaneously killing them. the smile quickly faded as their 'rescue' party was getting multched by heavy fire
"You heard the girl Ray, let's fuck em up!" Jackson yelled
gripping his gun, he shouted, "suppressing fire!" and unloaded a fury of rounds downrange to any stupid person in the dug-in position stupid enough to peak out and engage them as Viv fired another anti-tank rocket into the building as the flames erupted showing they defiantly ruptured the AA launcher putting it out of commission the squad cheered at the victory as short-lived as it was.
"If only I could have protected her better." Gothic said as everyone watched wondering what he meant.
The sound of a rifle firing as Viv's backplate gave way to the ammo fired at her as flesh and muscle tore from the impact
She died before she even hit the ground as Sarge pulled his sidearm and mag dumped into their flanker "Ray we got to go! there is nothing we can do. Ray!" "Ray!"
with the magic that showed them the memorie fading to black. Gothic shook his head. "The second battle of fallujah was some of the hardest fighting Ive ever been threw freinds i fought alongside died while I was left behind to contiune, I chose to show you this memory as it was the last one of me before My mind shattered and I did things to make it here." He stated sitting down and shaking slightly. Vaggie looked to charlie before stating. "Well I think thats a good start for now we'll continue tomarrow okay gothic? why dont you go get some fresh air."
A/N hey sorry for long abcense life is been a rough ride with very little time to do much i hope this additional chapter helped somewhat it may be awhile before a regular scedual is made.