The Project

[Destroyeron]

ALRIGHT!

I have 4 new pages written, all I have to do is type them.

[Destroyeron]

Starrider lead the group into the darkness. He wielded his Repeater in his left hand and his Chainblade in his right. The others behind him doing the same, but in more comfortable hands. The darkness swept over the three invisible intruders like a hawk over its prey.

They walked silently through the hallway, barely able to see two feet in front of them. They walked slowly, keeping their shoulders gently against the left wall. Suddenly Michaelsuave heard a thud, and then what seemed to be the sound of someone, or something quickly making a gasp for air. Yet it lasted only for a split second. �Did you guys hear that?� he whispered. No response came. �Guys?� he said a little louder, but still with no reply. Michaelsuave bent down and groped along the wall in both directions, feeling for his friends, but to no avail. They we�re gone.

[Destroyeron]

A bright light pierced through Starrider�s eyes as he opened them. Then a face moved into focus. �Hello boy,� the face said. As it moved, he could clearly see it was a male, relatively young, but obviously war torn, as the scars jagged across the face seemed to leave lasting impressions of long fought battles. �Hello,� Starrider said calmly, as he tried to stretch, but realized that his arms and legs were firmly secure against the chair in which he sat in. �What would you happen to be doing out here at this time?� And at your age?� the man asked. Starrider remained silent and tense, not knowing whether to answer or keep what he knew to himself. �Your friend is giving is some difficulty,� he said, �It would be much easier on both of you if you�d talk. Starrider pondered his words for a while and it hit him, he said both of you, referring to Starrider and someone else. One of them is still out there! �Perhaps a few hours in the slammer will change your mind,� the man said and he waved to a guard. The guard came over, Lasher in hand, grabbed Starrider as he was released from his bounds, and began pushing him out the door and down the hall. The soldier was clearly Vanu. His purple armour and foreign weapon to Starrider was apparent. He had only seen pictures of them before, and he thought they looked rather funny. He now saw that even in their very distinctive armour, even if it was somewhat comical, that their attitudes were not.

They continued down the hallway when they made a left and Starrider entered a small room with two barely able beds. The guard pushed him inside and immediately hot bars of electricity locked Starrider in his cell as the guards arm retreated. Not knowing what else to do, Starrider laid down and began to think.

After 5 minutes of getting up, sitting down and pacing around his cell, not getting anywhere in his thoughts, a slamming was heard. He looked up to see the electric bars go down and two guards come in carrying a body between them. They through the body on the floor and left, with the electric beams returning.

[Destroyeron]

Starrider flipped the body over to see whom else they had caught. As he rolled it over, he was revealed to the bloody face of Destroyeron. �Oh Shit!� Starrider exclaimed. �No fuck,� came Destroyeron softly. His right eye was swollen shut and red, his body was covered in blood from seemingly tons of small wounds. There was an exceedingly long slash across his forehead that ended at his left eye. His breathing was normal, but Starrider thought aloud, �What the fuck did you do?� Destroyeron�s mouth frowned and he grumbled, �What do you think I did? I didn�t do ANYTYHING! I just TRIED to run like hell!� A slow chuckle rose out of Starrider, and it was easy to see Destroyeron�s displeasure, but he was too weak to do anything about it. Starrider switched on Destroyeron�s regeneration implant and watched as Destroyeron suddenly surged with pain while his back bended backwards and his muscles seemed to want to bust out of his arms. Then the air seemed to escape from his lungs and his breathing returned to a normal state as he drifted into unconsciousness or sleep, whichever Starrider did not know, but either one was better then what he was now. Starrider picked him up and walked him over to one of the beds, carrying him like an extremely oversized baby. He laid him on the bed and the blood dripped off of Destroyeron�s black and red uniform and onto the ragged sheets. There was less blood then there was on the floor, which was a good sign that the regeneration implant was working to clot his wounds. Starrider lifted Destroyeron�s leg onto the bed, then took the other bed and let his mind drift to wherever it wanted to go�

[Destroyeron]

*yawn* Hopefully that will satisfy you literature hungry bastards until tomorrow...


*looks at "literature hungry bastards*

I need to get out more

[starrider]

it might satisfy us.....

[Destroyeron]

"As the n00b comes marching in......"


:P

[michaelsuave]

keep up the good work dest, oh, and thanks for making me the one who didn't get caught, jeese you two how stupid could you be to get caught. get better at life. j/k

[ZionsFire]

Very nice story man keep it up

[Destroyeron]

"Where could they have gone?" Michaelsuave was talking to himself as he hugged along the wall, "Maybe they found a door and went in, but I didn't hear them? Or if someone...or something took them?" As Michaelsuave contemplated what could have happened he rounded a corner and came face to face with a blinding light. As his eyes adjusted, he saw the light was coming from the end of the long hallway. He slowly continued forward until...THUD! All went dark....

[Destroyeron]

"Creek" went the noise that woke Starrider from his slumber. "Let's go," came a scratchy voice from one of the three purple soldiers that entered. Starrider kicked Destroyeron and he yelped in pain and jumped out of bed. The electric bars disappeared and they walked out of their cell. Destroyeron was immediately surrounded by 2 guards. He mumbled and walked on, Starrider and the last guard behind them. They walked down the hallway and entered the room. There was a table, which a series of chairs spread around it.

In one sat Michaelsuave, looking as if on the verge of a mental breakdown. "Well now they have all of us," Starrider thought to himself. The two were thrusted into seats immediately and yet another interrogation began. "Are their anymore of you?" an officer began, leaning over the table in true interrogation fashion. "Yes, thousands," Destroyeron answered. His reply was immediately rebutted by the stock of a Pulsar to his face. He was knocked clear off his chair.

[michaelsuave]

dude, not cool. you get TK'd for that one. why did i have to go and get captured, you just made this capture and escape scene harder then it needed to be.

[Destroyeron]

Originally posted by michaelsuave
you just made this capture and escape scene harder then it needed to be.

[NoSurrender]

cmon destroyeron were am I ill crash my galaxy into the compound

[Destroyeron]

Originally posted by Pyro_Man
cmon destroyeron were am I ill crash my galaxy into the compound