Another book in progress...

Lazarus

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In progress on two different sites. :eek:

Anyway... this one starts in the middle of chapter eight. (Or 107, depending on how you look at it...)

Chapter Eight.

Pendragon and Einherjar buckled on their bulletproof vests, kevlar leg protection and helmets. Pendragon pulled a black balaclava over his head and slipped a magazine into his rifle. He sat down in the chopper's control seat.
Einherjar racked the bolt on his M249, chambering a round. He grinned at Pendragon.

"Let's hit 'em..."
Their chopper was travelling through the air at high speed over highway 422. Below them a line of green Hummers was flying down the highway at 75MPH.
CGA Hummers.

Einherjar gripped a bar on the side of the chopper with his hand and opened the door as Pendragon swooped down above the lead Hummer. He reached down, pulling a grenade from his vest.

The Hummer's roof popped up and all four CGA members inside levelled their weapons at the underbelly of the chopper.
"Slow down, TJ!" Cloud yelled, firing wildly at the helicopter.

Ripping the pin out with his teeth, Einherjar dropped it into the vehicle, then slammed the door.

"GRENADE!" Cloud screamed.
He grabbed Genesis' wrist and took a flying leap from the Hummer. They crashed into the underbrush and rolled away from the road.
"Ow!"
"Umph!"

Vibro took one look and ripped his seatbelt off, then yanked his door open and dived out of the vehicle.

There was no time for TJ to escape. The grenade exploded and threw him straight into the windshield. Einherjar rippled a burst into the rear tire of the Hummer and sent it rolling across the highway.
The Hummer finally stopped bouncing and TJ rolled off the hood. He lay on the ground, unconscious, bleeding from multiple wounds.
Genesis and CloudG huddled over him, their faces bloodied and bruised.
Vibro lay unconscious on the other side of the road.


Pendragon settled the chopper into the road, directly in front of the oncoming cars. He leaped out and took aim with the M203 mounted on his rifle.
The grenade bounced off the bulletproof windshield and exploded, shattering it in a million pieces, blinding HCS and Dorkelf, who were in the front.
"AUGH!"
"My eyes!"

In the back, Stc's eyes went wide. Their Hummer was driving blind!
He started screaming.

...

Einherjar opened up with his M249 again, blasting out the Hummer's front tires. It slid sideways, tipped over and smashed into the first Hummer, spilling all three occupants out on Genesis and Cloud.
"WHOA!"
"AUGH!'
"Look out!"
BUMP - CRASH - SMACK

"My eyes!"
"My leg!"

The remaining three Hummers screeched to a stop, the squeal of their brakes sounding like a man being tortured by demons. The CGAers leaped out and took cover behind their vehicles, armed mostly with their pistols.
COR levelled his Beretta at Pendragon's exposed leg, who was crouching behind the chopper. He blasted twice, then dropped as Einherjar shot a burst over his head.
Pendragon winced. The impact on his leg armor stung badly. He cursed in German and fired another grenade at the spot where COR had disappeared.

COR went flying as the 40mm went off, smashing into a thorn bush. He rolled over and groaned, coughing weakly.
"COR!" Thom yelled! He stood up and ran toward COR's body, simultaneously blasting away at Einherjar with two .38 Supers.

A round smashed into Einherjar's head. Another caught him in the chest. He toppled over the chopper pylon and fell.

AJ and Coolspot burst from cover, running toward the chopper. Their Berettas blasted again and again, smoking away the 33rd magazines in seconds. Pendragon jumped back into the chopper with bulets flying around him. He swore again in German and started the engines up.

Einherjar raised his head weakly. He groped for his machine gun and took aim at AJ, then started at the sound of the chopper blades.
"Pen!" he yelled.

Another bullet slapped him in the forehead, cracking the plate in the helmet. Einherjar slumped forward, the M249 falling from limp hands.
Pendragon was taking the chopper up when he heard the faint yell. Leaping out of the hovering chopper, he knelt by Einherjar, shouldering the M249.

AJ and Coolspot froze fifteen feet away, staring into the barrel.
Ripping off his balaclava, Pendragon stood and took aim. Bullets were slamming into his body armor, but he ignored them, beginning to walk toward AJ.
They turned and ran, firing their Berettas over their shoulders as a hail of lead swirled around them. A bullet caught Pendragon in the knee. He stumbled and fell. The M249 let off a burst, ripping into AJ's legs.
"Agh!"
He pitched forward on his face and lay still.
"AJ!"
Coolspot knelt beside him, eyes wide in horror.

Underneath the chopper, Einherjar slowly raised his head, blinking. He focused bloodshot eyes on the highway, then carefully inched his hand down to the .44 magnum holstered on his hip and pulled it out. He braced the butt against the asphalt and aimed.

A bullet slammed into Coolspot's back, throwing him across AJ.

Pendragon groped for a smoke grenade on his vest and tossed it in front of the Hummers. He limped back to Einherjar and helped him into the chopper, then slumped into the control seat and took off into the sky.

Thom stared after the departing chopper, two empty Colts in his hands. He turned and spit.
"Fluch."

...

Saker strolled into the control room of the CGA fortress. With so many gone it'd been easy for them to storm it and capture the few CGAers there.

Darth and IceMedic walked in, escorting three of the prisoners. Xion and Tawa stumbled in, looking dejected, their hands manacled behind them. Dark Virtue was pushed in, fighting every step of the way. His hair was pulled back in a red ponytail that swung wildly as he struggled with Darth.
"Get in there!"
"YAGH!" Dark screamed, kicking Darth in the knee.
"OW!"
"HAH!" kicking him in the other knee.
"YEOW!"

IceMedic booted him in the stomach and shoved Dark into a chair. She walked up behind Saker, who was already seated before one of the computers, her fingers flying over the keys.
"What you got?"

Saker hummed.
"Interesting... Dredd is in Portugal... I wonder why..."
"He's there to get ccgr." Xion spoke up.
"SHUT UP!" Tawa and Dark yelled at her.

"ccgr?"
"ccgr and IBJamon were on vacation there!" IceMedic exclaimed, her mouth dropping open. "We gotta warn 'em!"

A monitor on the wall of LCDs began beeping. Saker and IceMedic spun around and looked at it, then dived behind the desk, motioning to Darth to hide. He crouched behind Dark, who's mouth had been duct-taped to save their hearing.

ccgr and IBJamon walked into the room with Dredd. They were smiling and talking to him. Saker gasped quietly, putting a hand over her mouth.
ccgr?
"Well, let's hurry up and contact HCS so we can get on with capturing the rest of them." ccgr said.

Darth stood up at this, his face red with anger.
"ccgr, you - you traitor!" he screamed, pointing his rifle at her.

Dredd whirled, staring at the ex-member of CGA. He let out a snarl and ripped a Mac-10 from his hip. They blasted at eachother for several seconds, then Dredd slumped over.
ccgr and IBJamon ran for it as Darth fell to the ground, blood pouring from his side.

"Darth!"
IceMedic threw a grenade at the exit and ran over to Darth as Saker drew her Glock and ran after ccgr.

BOOM!
"AUGH!"
The explosion sent Saker flying straight into IBJamon's back. She bounced off, slamming into the ground.
Without even noticing, he continued running down the hall with ccgr. They ran out a nearby exit and jumped into a waiting chopper.

Saker limped out the door a few seconds later, clenching her jaw against the pain rippling through both legs. She emptied her Glock at the chopper to no avail as it streaked into the sky.

Suddenly she remembered the sensation of hitting IBJamon... metal...
Saker ran back to the control room. Darth was moaning about his CD collection in the corner while IceMedic bandaged his leg. She whirled around with gun raised as Saker ran in, then holstered it. "What happened?"
"Never mind that, where's a phone?!" Saker said. "We've got to warn everybody."
"About ccgr?"
"It's not ccgr! They're clones - or something. Probably came from that factory Obi-gone built."

Darth gasped suddenly. Both of them stared at him in alarm.
"My Tobymac cds! I left 'em in Mexico!"
"What do we do now?" IceMedic asked.

Saker turned, eyeing Dark Virtue and Xion - Tawa.
"Get the prisoners and head for safety," she replied, starting toward them.

"You'll never get out of here alive," Dark said as she pulled the tape off his mouth.
"Why not?"
"I activated the fortress' self-destruct as soon as you got in. Probably about thirty seconds left on it."

"You fool! We'll be killed!" Xion shrieked.
"Ah, but so will they!" Dark answered, his eyes glowing with a mad light.
"Is there a way to abort it?" Saker demanded.
"Not one I'll tell you..."

"I'll tell you!" Xion blurted.
"You do and I'll - "
Saker cut him off with the butt of her pistol, knocking Dark to the carpet.
"How?" she hissed.

Xion's mouth opened, then she began jerking like a puppet on a string. Her neck snapped back and forth violently.
Then she slumped over in the chair.

Tawa smirked.
"Perfect time for a seizure - I'll never tell you how to stop it."
The butt of Saker's pistol smashed into her temple, and Tawa joined the other two in the realm of the unconscious.

Another monitor on the wall lit up, displaying a red timer. Darth's glazed eyes passed over it.
"We got... thirty seconds before Armageddon..." he muttered, then passed out.

IceMedic turned and stared at Saker. Their eyes met.
"Now what?"

End of Chapter Eight.
 
Am i COR?

That's probably Prince Cor, AKA Christopher.

I guarantee you that Lazarus will be glad to work you into the story Braveheart, if you'd like. Just don't be surprised if your character turns out to be some kind of a psycho-maniac and gets blown up a few hundred times. :)

Paul
 
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