"Oh, shit!" I cursed, barely missing it's claws as I ducked. I retreated, turning from corner to corner in quick succession, trying to lose the large beast as it took chase.
We continued for a few hours, with me relying on sharp turns and obstacles in order to gain an advantage. The large beast, however, continued to slowly gain distance as it charged in immense speeds.
With it almost catching up to me, I tightly held my weapon as I jumped through the holes in the wall of a building. I looked back, confident that I could've lost it. I caught my breath, having exhausted from the chase.
The ground then slightly shook. Staring at the wall, I slowly raised the gun, and pointed it at where I thought the creature was. It slammed it's paws at the wall again, flinging some of the debris toward me. I flinched as a piece of concrete the size of a baseball passed by my head at great speed, barely missing me.
After a few more hits, the entire wall came down, almost making the entire building collapse. Everything was surrounded by particles of dust, limiting my vision. I looked around, not being able to see more than five feet away from me.
"First day in this world, and I'm already fighting for my life." I said, chuckling to myself.
Without warning, the monster charged towards me on my left. Acting quickly, I raised my weapon, but it hit first, swinging its paw toward me, flinging me to the same wall that I saw earlier. I looked to my left, the words 'Keep Out!' printed in black beside me. I chuckled softly, finding my current situation slightly humorous.
I dropped to the ground, my body aching terribly as I crawled and lied on the wall. The large creature eventually saw me, and slowly advanced toward me.
I lifted my Silencer, and aimed it toward the creature. I pulled the trigger, expecting for the gun to instantly rip the creature to shreds.
It jammed. "Fuck!" I cursed, repeatedly hitting the gun in exasperation. The creature then slowly increased in speed, locking it's eyes on me. I dropped my Silencer on the ground, and slung it's strap around me. I started to lose hope.
Breathing heavily, I started to look around, trying to find anything that can help me in my current situation. I then saw a white object covered underneath the rubble. I brushed the powdered concrete off it, and grabbed it off the ground. I held it tightly on my hands, the familiar grip making me instantly recognize what it is.
My pistol. It must've been knocked out of its holster when I got thrown into the wall. I checked it's magazine, and loaded it inside again. I loaded a bullet into the chamber, and fired at the impeding creature.
-Bang!- The bullet bounced off the white bone structure on its face.
-Bang!- Another bullet flew, and ricochets off it, finally hitting a rusty metal bar from the foundation of an old building.
-Bang!- The bullet hit it's leg, causing it to slightly wince. After a few seconds, it continued to come closer.
-Bang!- Another shot to the leg, now, it continued to move, unfazed.
Another three bullets wasted later, it still continued to charge at me with slowly increasing speed. Every shot was almost ineffective, with the bullets either denting the white bony armor on it's face or bouncing off it's tough black hide. It further annoyed the creature, which continued to further increase it's speed toward me. It roared, as it was only about a few meters away from me.
Ballistic munitions were not made for this. Void ammunition would be more effective, but my only weapon that could fire Void ammunition helpfully jammed. Well, even if it wasn't jammed in the first place, my limited supply would eventually run out.
With only one bullet left in the magazine, I lifted the pistol and pointed it at my head. My hands shaking violently, I closed my eyes, and placed my finger on the trigger.
A loud bang then sounded not far away. 'Wait, that wasn't mine.' I thought. Sound of metal impacting metal could be heard directly in front of me, and shots similar to shotgun reports fired.
Was I rescued?
My arm then went limp, and my breathing became irregular. I began to hear my heartbeat in my head, and a nauseating feeling spread through my body. I opened my eyes, my vision went extremely blurry and my hearing became less clearer, only hearing muffled noise. I was in shock. Maybe due to loss of blood, or maybe due to me being launched and flung towards a wall in high speed. I then saw four figures, fighting the beast as I sat down beside the wall.
The leftmost one, which wielded a large weapon, most likely a staff or a scythe, repeated struck the large beast with blow after blow. He, or likely a she, referring to her voice, wore clothing covering her entire body, quite possibly a cloak like mine, except that mine is a shade of dark gray. Hers is a black one, with little splotches of red in her attire. I couldn't make out any further details, as she moved in quick speed.
The one behind the beast, wielded a sword which diced through the beast with ease. She, referring to her voice, wore a black and white attire, and moved in inhuman agility. Somehow, she reminded me of the officers back when I was still on duty, practicing with swordplay in their free time.
The one at the left side of the beast, was another sword bearer, which attacked the beast in ferocious, controlled attacks. His or her gender unbeknownst to me, I saw him/her wearing a white attire, which looked more like a skirt at this distance, making me think that she was a girl.
The last one, on the right side of the beast, somewhat fired bright balls of fire from her fists, attacking the creature with continuous blasts of flame. She was quick on her feet, and was not afraid to take the beast head on in hand to hand combat.
Not wanting anymore trouble, I stood up, placed the pistol on it's holster, and while holding my left arm, I limped away. But then, after a few meters, a sharp pain then attacked me in my stomach, causing me to trip and fall into the ground. Feeling the pain go up to my throat, I removed my gas mask, and coughed blood into the ground.
'Oh, did I tell you what I was wearing?
Well then, I was still wearing what was assigned to me a thousand years ago. Well, of course I took baths.
Well, I wore the standard issue full-body armor given to me during my time in the Hexagon. It was completely black, and had numerous plating to protect me from enemy fire, it is able to withstand a high-velocity bullet, but armor-piercing bullets can easily punch through the armor.
I also wore another protective vest on top of the armor, adding protection to myself. In my vest are two magazine holders, six Anti-Personnel Shock Dispensers, which look like small lustrous daggers with blue modules at the hilt. Two Arcane Grenades, which are cylindrical grenades that are one of the most overused grenades in the Hexagon, able to do numerous things at detonation. It is famous for being able to produce large Void Rifts, disintegrating anything inside its radius. Originally, I had six, but continuous use of the grenade almost exhausted my supply. I also have a knife and the pistol placed in the pockets on the vest. Black combat boots covered my feet, with a small boot knife hidden in the right one.
A device that looks like a metal armband is attached to my left hand. It currently contains a small chip that I could remove and project a computer from, and use it to store information that I have learned throughout my travels that I refuse to put in my notebooks. It was originally used to monitor my vitals and sent them to command, but with my situation, it is highly unlikely that it would still connect to a nearby satellite.
At my right hand is the device I was talking about earlier. The Quantum. However, at this point, I am only able to travel through short distances and/or a few minutes in the past or future at a time. It is unknown why I am limited to such, but I think it's also why time is slow in this Multiverse.
And the last piece of equipment I'm wearing, the gas mask. It looks like your ordinary gas mask, but the difference is that, it has no glass visors. Cameras installed on the front of the mask enables me to see. A zoom feature has also been added, able to magnify up to four times. I always keep my mask on, due to the fact that a planet with a poisonous atmosphere is always possible.
And I'm currently covering those all up with a dark gray hooded cloak, given to us when we pass training. It's actually used to cloak us at night, making us practically invisible in the naked eye at darkness.
Enough of how I look. As of now, I look horrible.
It's funny, actually. I'm currently dying slowly in the middle of a ruin, surrounded by black creatures and armed women.'
I then crawled for a few feet, before regaining a bit of my strength. I then stood up, and looked back. I noticed that I left a small trail of my blood during my crawl. Hearing the beast emit one final roar, I could tell that the four had already defeated it. Quickening my pace, I shuffled towards the crossroad, where I had left my backpack.
I turned left, then right...then left again.
I was going nowhere, with me always going back where I came from. I became nervous. I'm going to collapse here, and slowly die from internal bleeding.
Slowly tightening my grip on my stomach, I began to cough blood again. Good thing that I already got my mask off my face. I then gagged, then vomited blood on the ground. Getting more nauseated, I try and hurry my pace a bit more.
Then, I heard an unusual sound in the ruins.
A dog.
I heard the distinguishable bark of a dog. I decided to follow it, wherever it may lead me. I don't care if I see those people again, I'm already dying, anyways. Also, they might be nice. They've already decided to rescue me, maybe they're not hostile, after all.
A thought then popped up in my head, that made me doubt my thinking.
Maybe they hunt for game?
Maybe they never actually saw me, and attacked the largest thing they saw. The beast. Maybe they never actually intended to rescue me, maybe it was just dumb luck that they came to my rescue, and never actually noticed me.
Well, even if they hunt for game, they wouldn't kill a fellow human being...right?
I stood in there for a few seconds, before continuing my walk. 'Whatever, I'm dead anyways.'
After a few turns, I then saw a dim, orange light from afar. "Could it be?" I mouthed, and immediately limped towards the light. The barks lead me towards my own fire, which crackled and popped as I sat down, encasing me with it's warmth. A new hope filled me as happiness engulfed my emotions. I hastily opened my backpack, and pulled out a small syringe. It's contents glowed a dim green light, which shone brightly at the darkness. I tapped on the glass a few times, before removing the cap covering the needle, pulling my sleeve and injecting it into my shoulder.
The syringe made a soft hiss as it released it's contents into my bloodstream, until it became completely empty. I took a deep breath, and looked around. The air seems perfectly breathable, but I decided to wear my gas mask back on, due to paranoia.
I held the empty syringe in my hand, before placing the cap back on and returning it in my bag. Because really, it might have a use later on.
Feeling a bit better, I decided to pack and move to a much more sheltered place. I took my backpack, and carried it. I tried to stand up, but my left leg instantly stung with pain. I grunted, and ignored the pain as I limped away from the crossroad, and headed towards one of the nearby buildings.
As I went nearer, a black shadow of what seems to be created by a man appeared under the light of the shattered moon, right behind a large building not far away from me. After a few seconds of staring at the shadow, I then saw a long appendage attached to his ass.
'What?!' I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
I blinked a few times, trying to fix my vision. As I looked back, the shadow vanished, leaving only a long ray of light. "Must be my eyes." I said, as I continued my way to the building. I went inside, and placed my bag on the floor. I never even bothered to make a fire.
Without sleeping pills, I had to improvise. I had recently found out that the best way to force myself to sleep was to knock myself out, which made my head hurt badly after a few times. I also had some hallucinations and the occasional episodes of nausea. So I decided to do the next best thing. Bore myself to sleep.
I removed the cause of the jam in my Silencer, a bullet got stuck inside, and wasn't able to fire. I removed the jammed bullet. and loaded it back to the magazine. I placed my Silencer on the side of my bag, then took my notebook and pencil, and began to write the events that transpired during my first day in this world.
After an hour, I found myself almost unable to keep my eyes open. I placed my notebook in my bag, and lied down, using the backpack like a pillow.
I slept soundly after that.
Well, until I heard the ground collapsing down...and barking.
I decided to check out the source of the noise, and I found a large sinkhole directly in front of the building I was taking shelter in. A dog and a weird object was left on the edge of the sinkhole, causing me to grow even more curious.
Getting my Silencer, I loaded it with it's normal armor piercing ammunition and went outside.
- Day One, Remnant.
Author's Notes: (Who are you again?)
And so the story begins.
If you see any errors that I may have overlooked, please tell me so I can fix it. Thanks for reading!