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Feb 16, 2004, 04:45 PM
Like it said, this short is based on "Rise of the Machines." So people participating, please read.
I Ran, They Died. Can I Live With That?
I kept running. I told them, I told my friends. I can still hear their screams. My friends just died, just like that. All four of them were just ripped apart by a tall black and red HUcast. I eventually stopped in a room covered with bodies of other hunters and hid in the shadows to catch my breath. I didn?t care to examine them right now, nor will I later. Usually my friends and I would bury the body of a dead hunter that wasn't found or no one cared to bury.
Then it just hit me.
My friends actually died.
I was the only survivor of the group, The Noble Hunters.
And no matter how many moon atomizers I could use, it wouldn't bring them back.
I shook my fist as tears started to form. Me, known as the emotionless blue suited HUmar, started to cry. Why did they die? Black Paper? Was it their fault? I shook my head as if to nod "no." It wouldn't be them, despite the fact we know who the leader is.
Mome. That coward. Could it be personal vengeance? Because we arrest as many Black Paper operatives as he recruits? Was that it? I thought about it for a moment.
I sat down, and held my head in my hands.
After a few minutes, I received a BEE message.
It was from Tyrell. I opened it, and it read:
"Noble Hunters, I ask of you to help us again. The androids are going berserk! They are killing people left and right while saying "Must kill." Come back to Pioneer 2 at once!"
When I finished reading the message, I recalled my friends last stand. The HUcast just kept saying "Must kill" while ripping them apart.
So... that was it. A virus. A VIRUS IS WHAT KILLED MY FRIENDS!
I pounded both my fists to the wall, and screamed in agony. After all we've been, through, all the medals we've earned, it didn't matter to that 'droid. It wasn't even it's fault is the irony.
I kept pounding and pounding, until until I heard a rumbling. It was coming from the other room. Instincts kicked in, and I raced for the nearest door. I saw a Racaseal holding a body, about to be crushed by the landslide. I headed towards her, but it was too late. The rocks fell I watched the dust clear, and saw nothing but the pile of rocks.
I realized that there was nothing I could do here, so I returned to Pioneer 2.
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I was busy from then on. Everywhere I turned, some one was in trouble. I saved most of them, but some were unfortunate. The time I had free was spent with my friends screams echoing in my head, and me wondering why I didn't die with them. I kept fighting and fighting, until I noticed A small group that consisted of a black giant RAcast, a HUnewearl and a black HUcast. What made them stand out was that the 'droids were perfectly normally. Well, except the HUcast was arguing with the HUnewearl. After I heard a remark from the HUnewearl that sounded like "I hope something drops on you!" that was exactly what happened and a giant RAcast fell on him. The black RAcast caught a FOnewm, put him down, and lifted the other RAcast to check on his friend. The HUcast stood up, clutched him by the throat and threw him at the wall. The HUcast then turned to his other comrades and began to cast Pilla. I knew I had to do something. Fast. I pulled out my sniper and shot him in the back, but he didn't seem to have felt it. "Darn," I muttered under my breath, and watched with horror as Pilla attacked them. They managed to move out of the way, and I attacked again as he was about to strike them with his Dragon Slayer. This time, he felt it, but that was because the black RAcast attacked too. He turned around and headed for the RAcast, and and his comrades ran away. I watched the fight, hoping they would kill each.
After that HUcast killed my friends, I had no respect for 'droids.
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The RAcast laid on the ground, oil spilling out, and the HUcast ran away, searching for more victims. I came up to the RAcast, and aimed my sniper at his head to end his misery. But before I was about to pull the trigger, he said:
"I ain't dead yet."
I stopped and listened as he repeated those words over and over again.
"I ain't dead yet."
I left him alone, and ran for the nearest teleporter, knowing what I should have done.
************************************************** *******
I found him at last. The HUcast that killed my friends. He had a wounded HUmar in a corner, ready to kill him like my friends. I pulled out my dagger, and threw it at him, hoping to catch his attention. It cut a good inch through his armor, and he turned around and left the man alone. He pulled it out and threw it back at me, but I narrowly dodged it. I looked back up to see what he would do next.
He was coming for me.
"Let's fight, you ugly walking tin can."
"MuST KilL..."
"Not if I kill you first!"
I pulled out my sniper and kept shooting, the photon bullets just bouncing off.
Finally, he got close enough that I knocked him in the head with the butt of my rifle. No effect. He grabbed me by the neck, lifted me off the ground and began to crush my neck. With one last breath, I pressed a button on my BEE mailer and said "I'm coming, my friends. Wait for meeeeee...*
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Irene walked into the Principal's place.
"Sir? This message is for you."
"Can't you see-"
"It's from you're nephew."
"The Noble Hunters? What is it?"
"They're...dead."
The Principal began to cry softly.
************************************************** *****
A woman approached Mome.
"Sir?"
"Yes,Iris?"
"We've got good news."
"What?"
"The Noble Hunters are dead, sir."
There was nothing but uneasy silence in the room.
"Isn't that good news, sir?"
Mome looked at his cat and he remembered the good memories he had fighting these hunters. "It is unfortunate that they are dead," he spoke in a tone that sounded slightly sad. He looked at a picture on his desk. It showed him and The Noble Hunters posing in front of a restaurant. People thought he quit because he was too cowardly. But only The Noble Hunters knew. Now that they're dead, his secret is safe now. They did present a unique challenge through the years.
"We will miss them." (http://www.jhepple.com/Patriot/Taps.wma)
************************************************** ****
In the very darkened room the six Generals sat around the circular table facing each other, each one hoping that it would be another that would be the first to speak.
It was General Sophos who eventually broke the silence.
"It is 50 Beats to the deadline yet Tyrell wants us to do nothing more than sit on the frontline and twiddle our thumbs!" He raged.
General Mcafee was quick to counter. "We all have seen the reports of chaos within the Guild on the Holocasts but I think it is prudent to see if the Hunters can resolve their own..."
"Hunters? Bah!" Interrupted General Symantec. "We have suffered for millenia as undisciplined civilians took weapons and matters into their own hands under the banner of being hunters."
"General Symantec is right..." Interjected General Norton. "The way I see it, this could be our opportunity to rid ourselves of them once and for all."
"Tyrell will never allow us to take such an action." Replied Mcafee.
"Tyrell is a hunter sympathiser. His own daughter and is lost in the Ruins on the surface somewhere. His nephew and the group, the so-called ?Noble Hunters? are dead. It is clear that he is stalling and this put ALL the people of Pioneer Two at risk." Said Norton.
"The way I see it..." Stated General Panda slowly and clearly. "Is that the time has come for change. To that effect, I have a W.O.R.K.S. special forces team ready to move in and secure the Guild's main transporter... To ensure that there is no escape."
He gazed slowly around the table at each of the Generals.
"I trust we are unanimous on a course of action and not words?"
All the generals nodded in agreement.
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Yep, those four hunters Kafka ripped through in the beginning were a group I made up. And I know this short is as sad as my other two. I'll change the next one I'll make, 'k?
I was originally going to parcipicate, but you guys kept posting too fast. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/anime2.gif Ah, well.
I Ran, They Died. Can I Live With That?
I kept running. I told them, I told my friends. I can still hear their screams. My friends just died, just like that. All four of them were just ripped apart by a tall black and red HUcast. I eventually stopped in a room covered with bodies of other hunters and hid in the shadows to catch my breath. I didn?t care to examine them right now, nor will I later. Usually my friends and I would bury the body of a dead hunter that wasn't found or no one cared to bury.
Then it just hit me.
My friends actually died.
I was the only survivor of the group, The Noble Hunters.
And no matter how many moon atomizers I could use, it wouldn't bring them back.
I shook my fist as tears started to form. Me, known as the emotionless blue suited HUmar, started to cry. Why did they die? Black Paper? Was it their fault? I shook my head as if to nod "no." It wouldn't be them, despite the fact we know who the leader is.
Mome. That coward. Could it be personal vengeance? Because we arrest as many Black Paper operatives as he recruits? Was that it? I thought about it for a moment.
I sat down, and held my head in my hands.
After a few minutes, I received a BEE message.
It was from Tyrell. I opened it, and it read:
"Noble Hunters, I ask of you to help us again. The androids are going berserk! They are killing people left and right while saying "Must kill." Come back to Pioneer 2 at once!"
When I finished reading the message, I recalled my friends last stand. The HUcast just kept saying "Must kill" while ripping them apart.
So... that was it. A virus. A VIRUS IS WHAT KILLED MY FRIENDS!
I pounded both my fists to the wall, and screamed in agony. After all we've been, through, all the medals we've earned, it didn't matter to that 'droid. It wasn't even it's fault is the irony.
I kept pounding and pounding, until until I heard a rumbling. It was coming from the other room. Instincts kicked in, and I raced for the nearest door. I saw a Racaseal holding a body, about to be crushed by the landslide. I headed towards her, but it was too late. The rocks fell I watched the dust clear, and saw nothing but the pile of rocks.
I realized that there was nothing I could do here, so I returned to Pioneer 2.
*********************************************
I was busy from then on. Everywhere I turned, some one was in trouble. I saved most of them, but some were unfortunate. The time I had free was spent with my friends screams echoing in my head, and me wondering why I didn't die with them. I kept fighting and fighting, until I noticed A small group that consisted of a black giant RAcast, a HUnewearl and a black HUcast. What made them stand out was that the 'droids were perfectly normally. Well, except the HUcast was arguing with the HUnewearl. After I heard a remark from the HUnewearl that sounded like "I hope something drops on you!" that was exactly what happened and a giant RAcast fell on him. The black RAcast caught a FOnewm, put him down, and lifted the other RAcast to check on his friend. The HUcast stood up, clutched him by the throat and threw him at the wall. The HUcast then turned to his other comrades and began to cast Pilla. I knew I had to do something. Fast. I pulled out my sniper and shot him in the back, but he didn't seem to have felt it. "Darn," I muttered under my breath, and watched with horror as Pilla attacked them. They managed to move out of the way, and I attacked again as he was about to strike them with his Dragon Slayer. This time, he felt it, but that was because the black RAcast attacked too. He turned around and headed for the RAcast, and and his comrades ran away. I watched the fight, hoping they would kill each.
After that HUcast killed my friends, I had no respect for 'droids.
************************************************** ******
The RAcast laid on the ground, oil spilling out, and the HUcast ran away, searching for more victims. I came up to the RAcast, and aimed my sniper at his head to end his misery. But before I was about to pull the trigger, he said:
"I ain't dead yet."
I stopped and listened as he repeated those words over and over again.
"I ain't dead yet."
I left him alone, and ran for the nearest teleporter, knowing what I should have done.
************************************************** *******
I found him at last. The HUcast that killed my friends. He had a wounded HUmar in a corner, ready to kill him like my friends. I pulled out my dagger, and threw it at him, hoping to catch his attention. It cut a good inch through his armor, and he turned around and left the man alone. He pulled it out and threw it back at me, but I narrowly dodged it. I looked back up to see what he would do next.
He was coming for me.
"Let's fight, you ugly walking tin can."
"MuST KilL..."
"Not if I kill you first!"
I pulled out my sniper and kept shooting, the photon bullets just bouncing off.
Finally, he got close enough that I knocked him in the head with the butt of my rifle. No effect. He grabbed me by the neck, lifted me off the ground and began to crush my neck. With one last breath, I pressed a button on my BEE mailer and said "I'm coming, my friends. Wait for meeeeee...*
************************************************** ****
Irene walked into the Principal's place.
"Sir? This message is for you."
"Can't you see-"
"It's from you're nephew."
"The Noble Hunters? What is it?"
"They're...dead."
The Principal began to cry softly.
************************************************** *****
A woman approached Mome.
"Sir?"
"Yes,Iris?"
"We've got good news."
"What?"
"The Noble Hunters are dead, sir."
There was nothing but uneasy silence in the room.
"Isn't that good news, sir?"
Mome looked at his cat and he remembered the good memories he had fighting these hunters. "It is unfortunate that they are dead," he spoke in a tone that sounded slightly sad. He looked at a picture on his desk. It showed him and The Noble Hunters posing in front of a restaurant. People thought he quit because he was too cowardly. But only The Noble Hunters knew. Now that they're dead, his secret is safe now. They did present a unique challenge through the years.
"We will miss them." (http://www.jhepple.com/Patriot/Taps.wma)
************************************************** ****
In the very darkened room the six Generals sat around the circular table facing each other, each one hoping that it would be another that would be the first to speak.
It was General Sophos who eventually broke the silence.
"It is 50 Beats to the deadline yet Tyrell wants us to do nothing more than sit on the frontline and twiddle our thumbs!" He raged.
General Mcafee was quick to counter. "We all have seen the reports of chaos within the Guild on the Holocasts but I think it is prudent to see if the Hunters can resolve their own..."
"Hunters? Bah!" Interrupted General Symantec. "We have suffered for millenia as undisciplined civilians took weapons and matters into their own hands under the banner of being hunters."
"General Symantec is right..." Interjected General Norton. "The way I see it, this could be our opportunity to rid ourselves of them once and for all."
"Tyrell will never allow us to take such an action." Replied Mcafee.
"Tyrell is a hunter sympathiser. His own daughter and is lost in the Ruins on the surface somewhere. His nephew and the group, the so-called ?Noble Hunters? are dead. It is clear that he is stalling and this put ALL the people of Pioneer Two at risk." Said Norton.
"The way I see it..." Stated General Panda slowly and clearly. "Is that the time has come for change. To that effect, I have a W.O.R.K.S. special forces team ready to move in and secure the Guild's main transporter... To ensure that there is no escape."
He gazed slowly around the table at each of the Generals.
"I trust we are unanimous on a course of action and not words?"
All the generals nodded in agreement.
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Yep, those four hunters Kafka ripped through in the beginning were a group I made up. And I know this short is as sad as my other two. I'll change the next one I'll make, 'k?
I was originally going to parcipicate, but you guys kept posting too fast. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/anime2.gif Ah, well.