Night After Party
Aprox. 0200 hours (2 AM)
Ahh....it felt good to get out of my armor for awhile, i must admit.Scine i couldn't sleep i had decided to walk around town.It was cold, so i had a black trenchcoat over my clothes(yeah, i'm cruising around Matrix style!), so i stood out a little bit.I noticed some of the stores starting to close, i wonder what time it is? Well what do i care anyway.I kept walking for awhile-
Untill two things stood out to me.One, i was in a very dark alley,two, I had found some company......"What do we have here" some punk said, i assume their leader."i don't want any trouble." i smiled slightly.I knew it was a lie.Some trouble would help me sleep alright...One of them walked into the small lightcoming from a shop sign across the street, "Well you found trouble.Now give us your cash mister.".I didn't like the way he called me that, he must not of realized i was close to thier age.I took a second to sink in how many their where...maybe 15? well what's it matter, "Or what?". A guy with a pipe smiled, "Or we deck you.".i pushed him out of my way and started walking off, it would of been fun, but i don't have time for this shit.BLAM. I stopped, due to the bolt that had barely missed my head."He said to give us your money you tight assed prick!". Oh it's on now.
I spun around and grabbed my bolt pistol-BLAM! BLAM!- two fell down while the others looked on in horror.That didn't last long...One rushed me with a chainfist-BASH!- i rebooted his brain with a kick in the face(no pun intended).He fell dropped hard.I fired a few more shoots, but they went wild. A few ran at me with various types of whoop-ass-sticks. i grabbed a pipe and connected it to Mr. Mowhawks ugly face.Another got behind me and swung, i barely dogged it and fired right into his chest. the one with the knife slashed, only acheiving in making a huge gash in my coat."I LIKED THIS BITCH! " i punched him right in the face,. He stumbled off bleeding and cursing. The leader of the pack pumped his shotgun and aimed. i grabbed the nearest guy-BLAM!- blood flew all over me, ouch....bet he didn't see that coming.I tossed the body aside. They started to close in-BLAM!- i dropped one with a bolt. I reaimed-CLICK!- huh? They started to smile-CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!- oh crap.....
I tossed my blooded pipe at ne then lunged for him, grabbing his knife.-STAB- i got off him just in time to see a fist hit my face..ouch... i tackled him and
-SLASH- no more ribs for this guy.I pulled the blade out and checked my face quickly, nothing broken, he just glanced my jaw.luckily for me he wasn't that strong.Still had few to go..with one big problem...they all had guns.I threw my knife and skipped a guy's neck, as he fell to his knees i kicked him over, grabbing his two plasma pistols.
Yippee ki yay mother f*ckers. I fired in a circle of sorts. A lasblask skimmed me cheek, leaving a nice cut. I had hit all but one. I let the pistols fall and yanked away his shotgun, "THIS IS MY BOOMSTICK! ". "Please don't hurt me i-" in that moment it registered i my mind that this was a girl.There hadn't been girls with them, "Where'd u come from?". She pointed to the store from across the street, "I saw gun fire and came to help".I let go of her, i slowly started to calm down, "You better go befor more come.".She nodded and ran off.if she hadn't spoke up she woulda been buck-shot fodder. I looked at my handy work."Nice.." i smiled.-JOLT OF PAIN-,"F*CK!" i turned and blem him away.The ass i had punched had stabbed me in my left thigh.I grabbed my leg, "Shit..." I started to limp away when another turned the corner and hit me square in the chest with a lead pipe-air shot out of my lungs - i grabbed the jerk by the neck and choke slammed him into the concrete.i looked around, that was all of them. i limped of, half covered in blood, cursing that 2 cheap shots had left me handicapped.
The pain in my leg i slowly getting worse.This sucks.Of all the f*cking damn shit that could happen.
I looked up and noticed what street i was on.Let me think...umm....next street on the...left..yeah that's it. I made my way to a familiar house.he better be freaging home.I rang the bell and waited a min.Finally Brookman answered, "Hello? Do you know what time it is?Who are you?" he started to rub his eyes. i remeber he had never seen me out of armor.I located my I.D. in my now ruined trenchcoat and smiled, "think i could borrow a band-aid or something?".I started to wonder if Sal would hit me or laugh at me.Aw who am i kidding, probably both.
*Description of what i look like FYI*
Black short hair, Brown eyes Black/red(blood) coat on, Black t-shirt that says" I was in 100 missions and all i got where these stuipid bionic body parts"(i have no bionics, just a joke) and a pair of jeans.and if n e one realy cares i got work boots on balck/brown combo.