Down the Hatch

As Torn and Ortz left the Saloon, Ortz looked around the harbour looking for any sign of the submarine. Ortz followed Torn through the crowds again waiting to see where he would go, as Torn moved unpredictably through the streets Ortz kept seeing more and more KG but he wouldn't take his path off following Torn. Torn turned down an alley way just opposite the jetty that stretched the width of the harbour. Ortz darted after him but as he made it around the corner he spotted Torn take out a KG officer and then quietly kill three other KG soldiers. Ortz scrambled to pull out his suppressed pistol but couldn't as Torn pulled his hand away from the holster.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asked Ortz as he turned from him and scouted for more troops. Torn took the radio off the KG officer and moved up onto the room overlooking the harbour, Ortz moved up to join him. Torn was on his belly using binoculars to look down at the harbour, as he scanned the area he gave Ortz the radio. "Listen to the voice chatter and see if it gives us any way to get in."

Ortz simply didn't respond he just got down next to Torn and listened in on the radio chatter. The radio was alive obviously Torn had information on who these men were but Ortz tried to only think about the job at hand while he listened in close to the radio. He tried to pick out important officers and high ranking city officials. As he listened in he picked out a particular voice one which had become very prominent in Haven City, Lord Veger. He was a tall aristocratic man who was extremely elitist and often condemned innocent men due to their class, so he was as close to the Baron as possible without going sphintic.

Torn quickly looked over to Ortz, "Get that signal on their channel, now!" He ordered as he looked frantically around for Veger.

Ortz twisted the plastic switch trying to tune into the radio channel Veger was using, "Got it!" Order almost shouted in excitement.

"How long do I have to hide your activities from the committee," Veger said over the radio.

"What activities?" A second voice echoed down the radio.

"Right," Veger replied, "I need to know how long the harbour needs to be blockaded the committee is becoming distrustful."

"Then they should take up their matters with the good baron," The second voice told Veger.

"Shit that's Commander Erol!" Ortz told Torn frantically.

"Shut it, I know!" Torn hushed him again.

"They're distrustful not suicidal!" Veger did not sound pleased.

"Then they shouldn't complain," Erol signed off the radio.

"Well that told us nothing," Ortz told Torn as Torn scouted the harbour for either of the two men.

Torn didn't reply he just skimmed the area looking for Erol. As Ortz moved up next to him Torn suddenly jumped into action, he began scribbling down something on a small paper pad. "I got you," Torn said to himself as he took to radio off Ortz. I need to call this in, Ortz nodded in reply, "Senka, razorvannyy, HVT in diapzon," Torn whispered into the radio.

"What language do you communicate in?" Ortz asked Torn.

"An ancient language spoken before our kind," He replied.

"How did you find it?" Ortz asked awe.

Just as Torn was about to get himself in too deep the radio buzzed into life, "You have the go ahead," The shadow's voice rang through the airways.

"Let's move then," Torn told him while they moved down from the roof towards the harbour. Once again they moved through the streets towards the harbour, Ortz stuck on Torn's ass this time though, Torn was on a mission in the way he walked direct to the point. They moved down towards the water edge, the KG were on high patrol now after the radio chatter. They kept a close eye on anyone near the water's edge, they closed in on Ortz and Torn but as the came to within reach the two of them slipped back into the crowd. Torn kept one eye on the patrols as he moved waiting for the right time to break free. Ortz tried to keep on Torn's level but he couldn't measure the atmospherics as much he couldn't predict the KG patrols, couldn't run around the harbour without ever raising attention.

Torn turned to see if Ortz was still behind him, he smirked as he saw the worried face on Ortz. He slowly made his way back to the sewer where Ortz and Torn made their way up onto the sidewalk, as they approached the entrance Torn hopped down into the mud and Ortz quickly jumped after him. When he hit the mud Torn pulled him over to the edge of the sidewalk.

"There's a lot of heat around here," Ortz told Torn as they waited in the mud.

"Well there's the most advanced warship on the planet waiting about a hundred yards from here," Torn told him.

"Yeah they don't know what they're guarding though," Ortz told Torn with a smirk as Torn moved towards the water, the mud was so thick it made it hard to move through but as the two entered the water the mud became the least of their issues.

KG hellcats flew all around they had to dive down to depths, the water became so murky just a few inches below the surface that when Ortz looked up the light from the suns were green. Ortz ran on instinct following Torn as he disappeared just a few feet from him. They swam for only a few minutes at the most but slowly the massive submarine came into view, the black hull had a set of hatches on the exterior.

Torn moved in on the most rearward hatch on the sub, he tried to pull it open but he couldn't so he gestured to get Ortz over. Ortz swam towards him, they were both on the edge of their lung capacity but even between them they couldn't pull the hatch open. Ortz put his feet on the sub and pulled with the last of his strength and the hatch moved slightly, the rush of the water pulled Torn in forcing the air from his lungs. As the hatch opened slowly Torn floated down into the blackness, Ortz dived down to rescue him but as he grabbed him, his vision had started to go dark. With Ortz on the last of his tolerance he pushed back to the hatch stuffing Ortz and Torn into the small space between the two hatches. Ortz closed the first behind him and smashed through into the interior of the submarine.

Ortz forced the clean air into his lungs, coughing up water and algae. Torn's body laid on the deck of the sub, Ortz smashed his fist against his chest causing Torn to jolt up as air rushed back into his lungs. Torn rolled over and started coughing profusely coughing up the same water algae cocktail Ortz had.

They both looked at each other know that getting into the sub was the easy part, Torn climbed to his feet and pulled out his pistol. Ortz followed suit with his pistol draw.

"we'll go in quiet at first," Torn as he started to turn the wheel on the door, "Once we find out what's in the cargo bay, then we go loud." Ortz nodded as they moved through the opened door. The entered the galley of the ship where at least ten cooks were preparing the meals for the crew of the sub. Torn waved Ortz to lower down and they would sneak through the room, they listened into the conversations the cooks were having.

"Go down to the hold and get some more ginger, will you Able," One cook told another.

"Yes, Chief," The young sailor replied as he moved down into the hold, Torn and Ortz moved silently behind the sailor. When they arrived in the food hold they noticed a couple of guards on the door to the next room, they were armed with Vulcan assault rifles. Torn and Ortz moved around to either side of the men and raised their pistols. As the young cook made his way back up to the galley Torn and Ortz fired on the guards and they dropped down dead.

Ortz moved over to the dead guard, pulled the pass key from around his neck and jammed it in the door of the hold. The door opened and the two men entered but when they did they noticed there was a heavy amount of guard inside the hold. As they moved up to the cargo Ortz pulled off the covering on the cargo, they had nothing conclusive on them, besides a skull and cross bones along with some writing on it 'новичок' (Newcomer).

"What the hell does that mean?" Torn asked.

"Bad!" Ortz said as he jammed a needle into the barrel and extracted a syringe of the gas, "Put your mask on," Ortz told Torn as he placed his own mask over his face, as Torn placed his mask on Ortz pulled the needle from the barrel and stoppered the syringe. As the gas leaked into the room Torn readied the explosives with a timer.

"We have ten minutes to get out," Torn told Ortz as they synchronised their watches.

"We need to move then," Ortz replied as he raised his mod gun.

As Ortz stood up he shot one of the barrels of the gas, as he did all of the KG in the room ducked down and placed their masks on and then raised the alarm. Torn and Ortz sprinted back to the galley but the cooks had their rifles prepped and hey opened fire on the two men as they made their way up, Ortz blasted a few shot in towards them while Torn ran across to the other side of theroom and then covered Ortz to do the same.

As Ortz entered the exit room to the hatches, Torn pulled one open while Ortz locked the door to the galley. The two men pushed up the second hatch and water flooded the room. They then tried to move towards the hatch but it was so thick with algae they couldn't see it. Eventually after a few minutes of taping they found the hatch and were released into the harbour. They started swimming for their lives and eventually they made the surface but they knew that they still weren't safe as they made their way to the sewer that they entered the harbour from they checked their watches, one minute. They swam as fast as they possibly could and just as they made land the harbour erupted like a volcano of water, showering everyone in water.

The two men however didn't seem to care they just faded into the sewer without a trace.