The Sentinel Fulcrum, 16: Blood-Soaked
28 Dec 2021Meowers
Maybe it was the first time... When I was really happy..seeing this guy close to me, hah. I was... Ah, okay. All I wanted to do right now..is to say something like... 'Come on, you shits'. Hah. But that interruption was even..pleasant.
I saw Creamy entering the room and starting..a fight with an awesome surprise attack on their leader..hah. He sent him flying straight into one of the mercs..who was holding me... And the merc drew his pistol, releasing my arm, then tried to attack my companion, but... It was too messy to have a clear shot...And he ran towards Creamy. So... Wow. Never thought that Creamy was..actually a good melee fighter... What he did looked like a zero-G dance or a kind of..acrobatics...He jumped and..attached his magboots to the ceiling, giving the gunman..no chance to aim, then..grabbing him. Hah..looks like Creamy heard..me over the comms..and came to help... And it was the showdown time!
With only one of them holding me..it was an easy fight... My left, intact..well, more intact arm was free. Yup, shoulder wound, but... I had no other options. Maybe I'm not a professional in hand-to-hand..like Creamy, but..Hah, at least not a wimp. So, I turned around..instantly, punching him in the face...Not my best blow, of course, but..an element of surprise as well. They were thinking that I'm done, I'm barely holding on... Dipshits. I've been through worse. And then the second blow, with..the left foot, in the stomach. Had to balance on the right..ssshit..a bit painful, but..still tolerable...My pistol was nowhere to be found, so..I took the knife. And, when this guy tried..to reach his carbine, recovering from my punch..I've stabbed him right in the neck. The unarmoured place. His shields were..still down after the firefight. Watching his eyes widening in the shock..I've turned the blade ninety degrees. A fountain of blood from his jugular vein had..filled the air, dissipating into quickly freezing drops. It poured onto my..helmet glass and the suit, painting it red. Amazing, hah... This scum had no chances to stay alive now... Was an awesome sight, those shocked eyes, with his life slowly fading away..and also knowing that... The last thing he saw in his life, was my smile. Through the blood..his and mine.
Those combat armour suits..have an emergency medication reserves to keep you fighting a bit longer..And I was glad that my..medport remained intact. So, that button..the cocktail of adrenaline and painkillers...
Yeah!...
"One down! Hold on, I'm coming!"
Creamy was gaining the upper hand. At last. And, hah, literally as well! Hanging from the ceiling, with magboots attached to it. Breaking the arm of that gunman who tried to attack him. Hah, that's awesome. With a knife in my hand, I was ready to finish this here and now. But. I was stopped halfway. Looking at Creamy, who landed on the floor again. Letting go of his opponent. Who was hugging his broken arm. Hah, crack was audible even in that thin atmosphere! Yeah, cool! So. My companion was looking quite confused. And that blue light. It was more intense now. What the heck?
What happened next was the most bizarre thing I've ever seen. Their leader landed on a stone chest after Creamy's kick and a collision with his bodyguard. Right on that altar thing. Maybe he was even knocked out. But now he got up like some kind of force pulled him. And started to glow with the same blue light. Going from his mechanical arm, the glow had enveloped his body quickly. Still faint, but becoming stronger and brighter every second. And those strange, swiveling lines and the fissures on the floor. With the altar in the middle. They appeared from nowhere and started glowing too! My helmet glass was covered with blood, mine from the inside, and that guy's from the outside. Everything was a vague and reddish, but that glow was clear. Why? No idea. Weird stuff.
Gang leader started shaking all over, throwing his head back. I've heard his groaning over the comms. The most pleasant sound in everything happened recently. He pressed his arms against the chest, like, trying to push himself back. With no success. And this stream. Stream of blue energy. Noisy, but very bright, was connected to him. To his heart. Forming a bond. And it was pulsating. Like, pumping something into his body. He was glowing stronger and stronger. And his blood, it was glowing from the inside, I could see the veins on his face. And his eyes. They were completely mad. Unnatural.
"Oh, crap. Thank you. But. I think we should get out of here. Fast! Run, goddammit!"