9mm Avenger

ooc:Ack....Writers Block...Like poison... ------------------------ [i]Marth stood inbetween the others, keeping an ear open for anymore trouble.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]So..Um, where do we go from here?

[b]Chapter 1.5:It's The Back Way In..[/b] [i]As the APC streaked away from the Drug Lab, Marth gave a small nod to Craig, who pushed a small red button on a controller. All of the sudden, the air behind them was filled with a bright red light, and a loud wooshing sound, then the sound of air decompressing, and exploding. Soon, all that remained was a huge smoking crater.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Good job, Craig. Top notch, as usual. [b]Craig:[/b]'Thanks, boss. [i]As the APC rounded the corner to where the Marines were hiding, Marth slammed on the breaks, sending the APC into a ruined building, where it nearly rolled over.[/i] [b]Rali:[/b]What the hell was [i]that[/i]?! [b]Marth:[/b]Someone's inside our home, Marines...Let's go in the back, and give them a surprise welcome...

[i]Graig and Neil stared at each other from across a gap of inches, neither of them saying anything. Marth looked from Neil to Graig in confusion. Suddenly, Marth felt the compulsive urge to go for his gun. Over on the other side, he heard the dog begin to growl, as if scencing something that presented a threat.[/i] [b]Craig:[/b]Wha isit, boy? [i]Suddenly, the dog's growl became a dopplered sound, as if there were two dogs..Suddenly, the growling increased in volume, until all three humans covered their ears. Out of the opressing fog, more than a dozen hell-hounds stalked toward them, starting at the four with hungry, dead eyes. With a blur of motions, all the men had their respective weapons out, pointed at the dogs.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]You know what? I'm really starting to hate these stupid dogs! [i]In tandeem, all the hell-hounds lept, and the sounds of gun-fire, and shell casings hitting the ground penetrated the air around them. The dogs blew apart, and those who came Neil limped aside with gaping knife wounds. Marth fired his pistol, taking out another dog, but more kept coming from around them...[/i]

[b]Name:[/b]Marth Rigfield [b]Codename:[/b]Marine [b]Age:[/b]23 [b]Height:[/b]5'9" [b]Apperance:[/b]Tall, with a medium build, Marth has piercing blue eyes, and a mop of dirty blonde hair which surrounds his face like a tiny dog who decided to sit on his head. He has a vivid scar running from above his left eye, down to his chin, but he usually covers it up with makeup and fake skin. He is very silent at all times, moving without a trace. He usually wears an old black tank-top, and baggy comflauged pants. He has a Pac-Man tatoo on his left forearm, but he usually covers it up on missions. [b]Personality:[/b]Your typical gung-ho, balls-to-the-wall, rowdy "cowboy" type person, who prefers straight out action to covert action, even though he moves silently at all times. he can be a bit annoying at times, but he knows when to shut up. [b]Preffered Gear:[/b]His MP5-Navy, [i]Sharlene[/i]. He loves this gun so much, that if you even touch it, he'll gladly blow you out of time and space with it. He almost always carries it around, and it is slung over his shoulder, and rests on his back. He also carries dual USP Tactical pistols in holsters on his hip.

[i]Marth searched through what appeared to be some sort of office, though the floor was scattered with needles and blood...Probably from users of Thor. Marth searched through the desk, but found a couple papers..nothing interesting..Then he came upon a couple CDDs(CmpactDataDisks), labled "Effects of Thor Project" and "Subhuman Reasearch".[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]What the hell?! +Orien! Get up here, and see what you can make of these!+ [i]A few tense minutes later..[/i] [b]Orien:[/b]Yep...Videos...Data charts..The whole deal...Very disturbing... [b]Marth:[/b]About what? [b]Orien:[/b]Seems a company United Earth didn't know about....Called "Moon Fist". Set up shop a few days ago..Seems their engineering something...Don't know what, though... [b]Marth:[/b]Well, hack the disks, and give them to me for later viewing...This dosen't go outside of me and you, got it? [b]Orien:[/b]Right, Marth.

[i]As the sounds of gunfire stopped, the Marines slowly left thier cover, and looked around. As no more shots were fired, the Marines let up a resouding cheer. Even Marth, who rarley showed any good humor, cracked a smile...It was his squad's first major victory scence the fateful landing.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Good job, team..+Orein, Rali, listen up...Rali, get back down here, and Orien, search through the computers, see if you can find any interesting information...The rest of you, search the offices, and the other Bays, see if you can find anything...Move out!+ [b]Coming Soon:Chapter 1.5...[/b]

[i]As the Marines boiled out of the battered APC, Marth survied the chaos as he lobbed a grenade into the Drug Bay's main doorway.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b][i]Woo...Rali did a good job...Either he killed them all, or killed enough of him so that the rest holed themselves up inside.[/i] [b]Orien:[/b]+Marth! Internal cameras show that the Dug Lab Security Forces are hiding behind stacks of Thor!+ [b]Marth:[/b]+Thanks Orien. Unplug your self from the networks, and come help us!+ Marines! Watch where you shoot! The scum are hiding behind the Thor, and if one of those blow, we all kiss this lifetime goodbye! [i]With this announcement, the Marines' fire became less chaotic, and more precicse and lethal as they begain to aim carefully, instead of just supressing those inside...[/i]

[i]As the two continued to trudge along, Marth began to smell a sickenigly sweet scence in the air.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]You smell that, Neil? [b]Neil:[/b]Naw...An 'shaddap, I'm trying not ta freeze, ya hear? [i]Marth nods, and flicks his cigarette butt onto the ground, where it lands in a black puddle. But instead of going out, the whole puddle bursts into flame.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]What the f*ck?! [b]Neil:[/b]Oh, man! My car's gas! Get down! [i]The two dove for the ground and covered their head as Neil's car in the the near distance exploded as the flames reached it's gas tank. A white hot wave of air flew toward them, and knocked them flat. A few seconds later, they both got up, their eyes wide in amazement. Something landed suddenly right infront of them...A scarred, skeletal hand, holding the gas cap for Neil's car.[/i] [b]Neil:[/b]Motha f*cker... [b]Marth:[/b]At least now you know how your car's gas drained so fast...

ooc:Sorry, shoulda mentioned that....Basically, your sniping the Dug Bay's security forces. Also, AI means Anti-Infantry...It's basically a huge gatling gun ontop of the APC...Think the Warthog from Halo. ----------------------------------------- [i]Marth drove the APC down a narrow, worn down street, flying over upturned trash cans, and garbage lifts.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Sorry 'bout the rough ride, but we've got ten minutes until Snipe starts firing. [i]The rest of the Marines nodded thier understandings, but they all screamed aloud as Marth sent the APC over a large chasm opened by explosions. Marth gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, and the APC slowly began to fall. With a bone-crunching THUMP! the APC landed on the other side, a few blocks away from the Dug Bay.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Look livley! Someone man the AI Gun!

[i]Marth nods, and hands Orien a small brown package.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]New hacking equipment...See if you can look through their cameras, see what's going on.*orien nods*Okay, Marines! Get in the APC, I'm driving! [i]With a few groans, the Marines climb into the battered APC, and Marth guns the engines....[/i]

[i]Neil and Marth walked side by side down a fog-covered path, with Marth's limp getting less and less serious.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]So..Neil...Why are you out here? [b]Neil:[/b]I was driving when i hit this solid wall of fog and snow....Shoulden't have gotten out to check..The minute I left my car, it went dead, and woulden't start....What about you? [i]Marth takes out his pistol, and hands it to Neil. neil, puzzled, lookes it over, until he comes upon a small inscription reading: [size=1]Lieutenant Johnathan Fredrickson, US Navy SEALS[/size][/i] [b]Neil:[/b]Christ...You killed SEALS?! [b]Marth:[/b]Not me..But at the same time, me. [b]Neil:[/b]Do I not want to know? [b]Marth:[/b]No..No, you don't. [b]Neil:[/b]Whatever...We have to get out of this..."Devided, we fall"..That crap..*pulls out a cigarette, and tries to light it*Damn..got a light. [b]Marth:[/b]Yeah, sure.*tosses Neil a lighter*Can I borrow a smoke? [b]Neil:[/b]Whatever...*tosses a cigarette and the lighter at Marth*Comon, let's head back to my car...Maybe it decided to start working..

ooc:Each different part of the story is divided into chapters...I decide when a chapter is over, so don't anyone else start one. thanks. -------------------------------------- [b]January 22nd, 2064. 7:00pm[/b] [b]Chapter One:The Attack on Valhalla[/b] [i]The small squad of Marines were gathered in the small, derelict building to plan an attack on one of the Chemical Drug Bays, which was engineering a potent drug called "Thor", which was explosive enough to wipe out more than half of New York City. Colonel Marth Rigfield attached extra clips to his utility belt, and slammed one into the entry surface on his rifle. As Marth was filling his grenade dispenser with HE grenades, his comm beeped. he reached up to a small button over the ear of his helmet, and touched it.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]+Marth here, go ahead.+ [b]Rali:[/b]+Sniper in posistion....Half and hour before I start firing...Get a move on, chief.+ [i]Before Marth could snap at rali for being almost insubordinate, the Sniper expert shut the comm channel.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Marines! Listen up! We've got half and hour to reach the target! Finish getting the APC fueled, and lock and load!

Alright...this looks like enough people for now...I will start it a bit later today.

[b]Name:[/b]Marth Rigfield [b]Age:[/b]23 [b]Description:[/b]The former leader of Alpha Squad, the first squad to land on Moon Complex 9A, Marth is head-strong, but intelligent. He has deep blue eyes that seem to focus on events past, instead of on the present. When he isn't wearing his combat armor, he has a mess of dirty blonde hair, which is against regualtions. he ahs a handsom face, but it is ruined by a long scar running from above his left eye to his chin. [b]Speciality:[/b]Squad Leader [b]Weapons and Armor:[/b] Weapons: SC-30KA Magazine Rifle, and B4-3T Standard combat armor

[b]Marth:[/b]Huh? Who the fu*k are you? [b]Neil:[/b]I'm Neil. And I just saved you ***. [b]Marth:[/b]Thanks, Neil....*heaves*Uh...Can we sit down...Please?! [i]Neil releases Marth, and Marths shucks off his jacket, and instantly begins throwing up. Neil turns away, and lights a cigarette. As the smoke curled away from the white stick, Neil turned to look at Marth, who was taking a long swig from a flask, presumably full of some type of hard alchohol. Neil holds out his hand.[/i] [b]Neil:[/b]Mind if I have some? [b]Marth:[/b]Fill your boots, man. [i]Neil takes the flask, and chugs down a very long pull. He tosses the empty silver flask back at Marth, who staes at it, before putting it back underneath his sleeve, in a hidden pocket.[/i] [b]Neil:[/b]Your packing heat...why didn't you just blow them ugly fu*kers apart? [b]Marth:[/b]They don't die on the first kill..Unless you blow thier branis apart...I'm not that accurate.*reloads his pistol* [b]Neil:[/b]Whatever, good enough for me...Mind if we move on? [i]Marth nods, and picks himself up off the ground. With a slight lip, he walks on, and neil follows..[/i]