January 25, 2001
The known world ceased to exist five days ago. I watched it unfold on CNN, one minute the new President was being sworn in the next it went black. There were reports as to what was taking place but that to went dead. I have no idea how many people were killed. I turned on my generator and listen to Bach while waiting for my death.
It did not happen. The mountains I live in must have protected me from radiation. When I spied upon the city below me and the air base I onceworked at I saw large undamaged areas. Perhaps it was hit by neutron bombs. I am getting worried over earthquakes, which I am experiencing.
I am to live this long only to be crushed by the earth?
January 29, 2001
I am running low on supplies. If I stay here I am going to die. The wildlife around me is not doing so well except for some types of vegetation. For some unknown reason it has gone wild. It also rained black sooty water today. As if the heavens were crying for the dead. My Geiger counter is starting to pick up more radiation. Fallout no doubt from other areas. I am going to start caching my things in a cave near my house, and then I will seal it for a later date.
February 1, 2001
I finished caching all that will be useful for me in the future. Radiation levels are rising into the unsafe levels. I was attacked this morning by a puma that wanted me for dinner. I have never been fond of cats, and eating them even less. None the less she tasted pretty good with some tobacco sauce. I found some human finger bones in her stomach along with a wedding ring. How many dreams and lives were shattered in the name of science? I am going to attempt to break into Davis Monthan air base below me. Beneath it I once guarded a large redoubt and science complex filled with secrets. There is a fairly large cryo center. I shall attempt to freeze myself for another day. I hated that place, I hated the people their too. I thought I turned my back on that place just over a year ago when I walked away from it. I could not allow myself to treat my country and the people I took an oath to protect as they did. No doubt I will have a fight on my hand. I am going to take my old friend Heckler and Koch Mark 23 along and a Benelli shotgun.
February 3, 2001
I made it in. There was still a few men left alive and unfrozen there to deal with. I had to kill them for I had no other choice. My H&K Mark 23 and can worked well. I remember the day I was issued the Mark 23 in Ranger School. There I was taught the fine arts of killing enemies foreign and domestic. I had no idea that domestic would mean my own government or what was left of it. The few scientist left unfrozen were in the process of freezing themselves. The new type cryo tubes only requires one to strip down and just step in. Everything is automated. A scientist named Dr. Whaitley showed me this one time.
There is also a built in timer so one can choose the time to thaw out. It took me about thirty minutes to figure out how to work it. I set all the other cryo tubes to manual thaw except for one other of a man I once worked with and trust. I set his to the same and time as mine. One hundred years from this date at 0500. I sure hope this works. I was exposed to a lot of radiation. I can feel its effects starting on me.
Perhaps the freezing will neutralize it. I was told that it would once by some white coat. I hope one hundred years will be better than it was when I entered here. At least the radiation will have died down. Surely pockets of humanity has survived. First Lieutenant (Ret.) Robert MacGregor signing off.
February 3, 2101
1000 feet below the Sonora desert computers powered by nuclear generators came to life. In a large room filled with one hundred cryo tubes, two begin to hum and light up. Laying horizontally the tubes slowly started to rotate to a vertical position. The humming grew louder from within them and the blue light turned to crimson red as heating elements kicked in. Slowly with a low barely audible whine the tubes slide open and two men spilled to the floor. Robert came around first alerted to the coughing and labored breathing to the left of him.
Having coughed out the rest of the liquid oxygen in his lungs Robert slowly crawled over to the man and rolled him over on his back. "Good morning Larry, you fucker. Cough it out." Robert said in a deeply strained voice. Delighted was he to hear and see more coughing and see the pink liquid running on the floor. A moan issued from Larrys scarred body and Robert rolled him over and collapsed. All of a sudden Larry croaked "Master Sergeant Larry Running Deer reporting for duty." Robert managed a pained look over to his friend and said while wheezing "Damn you Larry its me Robert. Snap out of it."
Larrys head turned over to the large form lying next to him. Slowly his brown eyes became a little clearer, "Rob Roy its you. How youve been? Hey you are not supposed to be here half the country is looking for you. You had better get out quickly before you get caught." Robert managed to raise a hand to his beating head, "Larry, there is no one here either thawed or alive to arrest me. The whole world is glow in the dark now, remember?"
Larry issued another moan only this one from disgust rather than pain. Robert managed to slowly stand up. "Fuck it is cold in here. Where is the Goddamn thermostat? Slowly he limped over to a thermostat and turned up the temperature to a reasonable temperature of seventy-five degrees. "Damn it is sixty two in here."
Warm air started to flow from the vents Robert walked over to Larry and helped him to his feet. "Well who shall we thaw out this rotten morning. I feel like I drank a fifth of Vodka." Robert said while looking about the room. "I asked around a little bit after your departure. Sorta felt people out. Billy, Steve, and Iain are the only ones I would trust. Just the old crew from the war. " Robert looked up and said "What happened to Stu? Larry shook his head slowly. "He got a promotion to lieutenant, transferred over to NORAD. Probably frozen or dead over there."
Slowly the two friends started the process to thaw out their friends. Larry Running Deer is a twenty-five year old Lakota who joined the Army rather than going to prison. He killed two Klansmen who had been harassing the reservation. He fought under Lietntnante MacGregor in the Mexican/American Border War of 1998 when Mexico under a Fascist dictator supported by Castro tried to take over the American Southwest. He lost horribly and Mexico became United States Territory. Larrys specialty is explosives and survival. He is an excellent tracker and an educated man with bachelors in ecology from North Dakota University. Larry is six foot and a lean one ninety. He wears his raven black hair in shoulder length ponytail. He has shrapnel scars on his back and the left side of his body from a grenade that exploded near him in the Cuba campaign. His high cheekbones and hawk nose makes him look like the stereotypical Lakota warrior of long ago.
Billy OBrien was one of the firsts out of the cryo tubes. Lashing out with a string of obscenities the devout Irish Catholic was in rare form. A hand to hand combat expert and sniper Billy is quite deadly. His is medium height at five foot seven and is a trim and hard one eighty-five. He is from Irish stock from North Western Iowa. He holds a third degree black belt in Kenpo and volunteered for service right after Mexico invaded Texas. A staff sergeant at thirty-four he is the oldest of the group. Billy while not being the most tactful soldier is highly intelligent with bachelors in art from Iowa State. Steve Smith, the tall black from Austin Texas thudded to the floor before anyone could catch him.
The groups medic is also one of the best snipers the Army ever produced. He was drafted for the Mexican/American Border War and is a Sergeant First Class. He is six foot three and two hundred and ten pounds. At twenty-three he is the youngest of the group. A genius after the short war and before the holocaust he was taking Internet courses from the University of Texas for an advanced degree in abnormal psychology. Iain Scott the feisty Scot from Dead Horse Alaska is an explosive expert and a small arms expert. At five foot nine and two hundred pounds he was a linebacker in college where he got a bachelors in English. He enlisted in the service and is a first sergeant. His birthday is tomorrow and he will be twenty-six.
Robert Rob Roy MacGregor entered the service through officer school. He joined up with the Rangers and made a name in the service in The Mexican/American War of 1998 and the Cuba Campaign. Liked by his men because he listened to his sergeants and was not afraid to take risks himself instead of delegating them to someone else. He commanded a lot of respect. A hand to hand combat expert he took Tae Kwon Do since a child and held a fifth degree black belt in the ancient Korean fighting form. Robert is also a small arms expert.
Highly educated with masters in history from the University of Arizona specializing in warfare he is formidable in many ways. At twenty-seven he stands at six foot and weighs a sculpted two thirty. As he stands and talks muscles bulge making him look like Steve Reeves. His deep hazel eyes scan the room as he talks.
The five friends sat on the floor together as they tried to regain their strength from a long freeze. They talked about old times to help pass the time. Robert got up and stepped over to his clothes and firearms he had piled next to the tube one hundred years ago. "What happened after I left? I sent a copy of the shit that was going on here to the President, half a dozen congress critters, and to some reporters. I guess the reporters did not believe it but was their no shakedown?" Robert looked about the room in almost a daze.
Larry was the first to speak, "Shit, the President believed it. In fact he toured the place right after he found out. He had us pull out and use the Microwave Gun to shoot down Marine Corp. One. Those poor bastards. There was a pilot on there that made a comment to the President when he snorted some coke on board. We cooked five good men, our people from the inside out. Just to serve a son of a bitch." Robert ran his hand through his hair and sat down on a old computer table. Iain slowly said, "Nothing at all really happened except the search for you. How in the hell did you evade the whole government and how did you get in
Robert cracked his first real smile, "Hell that was easy, money
and spending my time right under their noses. I actually live twenty
miles from here up in the Catalinas. Built myself a nice cabin and
lived off an abandoned gold cache I found while hiking. As far as
getting in here, I really had no choice. I was surpassed they did not
change the sec codes. Tucson was hit by Neutron bombs. The radiation
dissipated really fast, but the fallout from everywhere else was getting
bad. I hopped in my Jeep and drove over here. I figured I had to
freeze my ass for another day or die. I really hate to go out now and
take a look. I am afraid we might be all that is left. It was pretty
bad, maybe it straightened out, but I doubt it." Billy groaned and
said, "Lets go grab some clothes and gear and then some food." Robert
started to grab his small pack that had his journal in it and he
stopped. Picking up his Benelli M1 Tactical Shotgun he tossed it over
to Larry with a box of shells. "I know this place has Sec Hunters,
better take this along with you." Larry got it and check to see if it
was loaded. Looking up he said, "I never like those damn things even
with the proper shut off codes. Remember when that one went crazy."
Everyone shook their head in mute acknowledgment. A Hunter went
ballistics and started killing everyone it could catch. It killed over
ten people before Steve shot it with a Barret fifty caliber sniper
rifle." Robert perked up and said, "Hell I am going over to the upper
officers quarters and take me a nice hot shower, grab some new duds and
then some guns." I advise you to do the same but not stray to far
apart. Lets get out of here before someone gets the wrong idea."
Robert pulled on his pants and plodded down the small hallway to the
officers quarters. Larry led the rest back to the locker rooms where
the enlisted mens showers were. Billy was the first in the showers and
he rotated the lever that turned the showers on. He stood waiting under
a head waiting for the warm relaxing water. Cold, smelly, blackish
green slime sprayed out of all the heads coating Billy from head to
toe. Behind he heard wild laughter. Turning around, slime dripping of
him making him look much like the swamp thing he shouted, "Fuck you
too." while flipping off his friends. Hearing a loud gurgling noise
behind him he turned and was greeted by warm, clean water.
Robert walked to he came to the door of a one General Schmidtt.
Testing the door he found it was locked. Robert gave it a swift kick
and it popped open. Doing a quick scan before he entered he noted a
skeleton lying on the floor. Slowly he entered and turned on the
lights. Slowly the fluorescent bulbs came to life. The room was
spacious. Almost one hundred square feet with a few other rooms
attached. The skeleton was the General himself. A small baby browning
was lying next to the body. Robert picked it up and set it on the desk.
He quickly noted an entry room in the skull near the temple. "The
fucker shot himself. God I hated that prick." Robert said to no one.
Checking the rest of the rooms. He entered the Generals private
bathroom and took a shower. Hot water enveloped his body as he soaped
up with lilac fragrance soap. Shaking his head at the soap he remember
the General was a bit of an oddball. Pressing the CO2 powered shaving
foam dispenser; the dispenser hissed and blew out nothing. "Damn it,
the never worked back then why should they work now." Slowly he worked
up lather with the soap and had his first shave in one hundred years.
Most of the slime had already been swept away by the hot water. Larry
was last in hoping the slime would not come back. It smelled so much
like shit. Billy was busy really scrubbing himself, trying to get it
out of his hair. He gave a low chuckle. He set the shotgun up on a
ledge above the showerheads and stepped in the water. It was quite warm
and clean. The base had its own artesian wells that supplied it.
Grabbing soap on the rope he went to work cleaning himself. Steve
noticed a tarantula crawling along a baseboard. It was shiny silver in
color with black accents. It scurried off as he splattered water by
it. Iain spotted the spider too. "How did that get in here." Steve in
his Texan drawl said, "Damned if I know." Both shrugged their shoulders
and went back to cleaning up.
Robert stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with a towel.
Slowly he realized all the towels in the room were pink. He opened the
medicine cabinet and dug through its contents. Holding a bottle in the
light he found the aspirin he desperately needed. The damn soap was
driving his sinuses crazy. Popping two in his mouth he stepped back
into office area. Quickly he pulled his clothes on. He wore his old
BDUs the day he infiltrated the base. He picked up his beret and
plopped it on his head. He grabbed the small pack he had and pulled out
his journal. Pulling a pencil from a cup on the desk he began to write.
February 3, 2101
It is hard to believe has been one hundred years since I last wrote an
entry. It took me a while to find something to write with. All the
inkpads I found did not work. I defrosted four men today, my best
friends. I really do not know what we are going to do, but here we
are. Hopefully make up for some past wrongs. I wonder what will become
of the rest of the people in the cryo tubes. I would like to go to
NORAD and defrost Stu. Perhaps we will make a Mat-Trans jump. I hate
those things but they sure get you there fast. I really wonder what the
world looks like out there. It looked pretty shitty the day I headed
into the complex. I fear noising survived. I worry that we will step
out into a barren wasteland devoid of life.
Robert threw the pencil back into the cup and placed his journal back
into his small backpack. Feeling an urge to snoop he tried to open the
desk drawers. Only the upper left drawer was unlocked. In there he
found a small kydex holster for the Baby Browning, three extra
magazines, and a box of ammo. There was also a Kabar knife and several
sets of handcuffs. Pocketing the pistol, ammo, and magazines he then
grabbed the Kabar and pried open the desk drawers. In the lower left
drawer their was noting but letterheads and envelops. The upper right
yielded a long list of security clearances all the way to top levels. He
set list on top of the desk and closed the drawer. He then pried open
the last drawer. "Holy shit." Was all he could say. Inside the drawer
was filled with sex toys and pornography. He grabbed a huge rubber
dildo and set it on the desk. It started to vibrate and rolled off the
desk. He then pulled out a inflate a mate shemale companion doll, and
an assortment of sex toys, some he did not even know what they were. A
stack of gay kiddy porn came out next. "Dont ask, dont tell. Ah the
joys of the modern military." Robert stood up and stomped the generals
skull shattering it into thousands of pieces. "Pervert." he shouted and
sat back down. He bent over and shut the huge vibrating dildo off.
Shaking his head he dug through the door. Near the bottom was a list of
gateway codes. He took it out and noted it was stained and smelled like
bubble gum. Looking in the door he saw a ruptured bottle of astro
glide. Picking it up he saw that it was bubble gum flavored." Robert
started laughing. He gathered up everything he needed and headed to the
supply room. He grabbed a new pair of boots, a new uniform, a large
alice pack, a slugger, maps, and a Glock field shovel. Slowly he put
his new gear and clothes on, and then steeped into the hallway.
Billy was the first out of the showers. Feeling a horrid headache from
the long stasis he moaned. He was glad he got the smell of that green
shit off of him. "Smelled worse than a two day old corpse." he
muttered. He grabbed a towel and started to dry off. Off in the
distance he thought he heard a hissing noise but he shook his head and
opened his locker and started to dress. He had just finished putting
his boots on when he definitely heard a hissing noise. It was coming
from a janitorial closet behind him. Bill slowly grabbed his Randall
fighting knife inside his locker. Only edged weapons could be kept by
enlisted men. Their personal weapons as well as issue had to stay in
the armory while they were off duty. Enlisted men in fact had to live
in the complex, but were allowed to leave when off duty.
Slowly he crept up to the door. The noise grew louder and sounded more
like a ruptured boilerplate. He placed his hands on the handle and
jerked it open. Holding the knife in a fighters crouch he looked in
and saw the largest coral snake in his life. It was at least ten feet
long and its huge fangs were dripping goblets of poison. He watched as
the snake reared back and made a strike at him.
Robert threw the alice pack on his back. It was easier to carry that
way. It was a little heavy now that he filled it with necessary gear.
Still it was going to get heavier when he added munitions to it. He was
glad he stayed in good shape. He just stuck a small sewing kit and a
Rolex Sea Dweller in his pocket as he was walking down the hallway. He
started to whistle a tune from Vivaldi as he headed to the armory. Just
as he rounded the corner he heard the screams come from the enlisted
mens locker room.
Billy dove out of the way with speed he never knew he had. The snake
quickly adjusted and was going for the second strike when Billy shoved
his knife under the jaw of the giant snake pinning its mouth shut. The
snake shook its head in a violent convulsion that sent the knife to the
floor. Billy took off screaming towards the door with enraged snake
Robert was just to the door of the locker room when Billy burst out
from it. The two collided and the impact sent Roberts Mark 23 pistol
flying from his hand. Robert looked up and saw the giant snake emerge
from the doorway. Knowing he had no time to find his lost pistol, he
thrust his hands in his pocket and pulled out the tiny Baby Browning and
slide the safety off in a fluid motion. Aiming at the head of the
reptilian behemoth Robert pulled the trigger as fast as he could. The
third round from the little gun found its mark in the open maws of the
giant snake. Robert watched with satisfaction as the back of snake
erupted in tiny chunks. Just then a loud earth-shattering boom went
off, the snakes head completely vaporized. "Godamn it Larry it was
already dead. Fuck look at this mess." Robert said looking at the
blood all over the floor. A large pool was starting to form at the neck
of the snake. Infact it was flowing like it was coming out of a hose.
"Sorry boss I just lost it." Larry said as he stepped out of the
doorway. He looked real pale. "Fuck when did they come that big. It
has to be about twelve feet long and must be four feet in diameter.
Damn coral snake. They are supposed to be tiny." Larry said while
looking at it. "Fuck that shit how did it get in here?" Robert
exclaimed. Billy looked up still in a state of shock he stuttered "The
janitors closet." Larry took off at almost full steam towards the
closet. Robert grabbed his H&K and tried to catch up with Larry.
Robert entered the room just behind Larry. "Holy jumping Christmas shit
Larry, look at the size of those eggs." Robert yelled louder than he
intended. "Yea, omelets for a week. I was thinking we might as well
make use of that big snake as well." Larry said while pointing at the
ductwork. The grill was completely smashed. "I figure it came in
through the air system, Somehow it got into the duct system and ended up
here. We while have to fix this later. If that could slither in here
God only knows what else can." Larry said calmly while picking up an
egg. "I ditto that. You are not going to eat those eggs." Robert said
frowning at the sight of the huge white eggs. "Sure, I am going to skin
up the snake too. They taste just like chicken. Also the skin could be
used to make something nice." Larry said almost shocked. Robert laughed
and said, "Its your snake, and your eggs." Robert exited the door;
followed by Larry he closed the door. Robert reached into his pack and
handed the gateway codes and sec clearances to Larry. Larry grabbed
them and started to thumb through the papers. "What did you spill on
this? It smells like bubble gum." Larry asked looking quite
perplexed. "Those papers came from General Schmidts desk. It came
from a door with a ruptured bottle of bubble gum flavored astro glide.
He also has a large assortment of sex toys, and a shemale inflate a mate
doll." Robert said without even looking suprised. Laughter erupted from
the room. Iain scowled and cursed, "That fucker! Every damn Christmas
that piece of shit would dress up like Santa Claus and go topside. He
ordered people to bring their children so they could sit on his lap."
Robert just shook his head; "Hes dead." Ian smiled. Robert clapped
his hands together, "Well lets finish getting dressed. I am heading
over to the armory. See you all there in a little bit." With that
Robert walked out the door. Larry was still reading the list of the
gateways with a shocked look. "I do not think he looked at this closely
guys." Steve asked, "Why?" "Well, he would have mentioned this. The
moon, mars, and all over our planet." Everyone gathered around Larry.
Robert walked up to the armory and punched in the sec code 66753. The
doors to the armory grinded open. He took his pack off and placed it on
a large gray table near the door. He turned on the light in the huge
armory. At four thousand square feet it was quite large. There was
also a gun smithing shop and 500 meter range below the armory. He
opened the alice pack and pulled out a selfheat and began to eat some
ham and beans while he shopped. He grabbed a M16A2/M203 off a rack. He
grabbed a Randall fighting knife and a crossdraw holster for it and put
it on his belt. He then grabbed a Buck M9 Bayonet and placed it on his
left suspender just below his compass. He grabbed four hundred rounds
in magazines and placed them in pouches and the rest he put in the alice
pack. He grabbed some baseball gernades and put them in the gernade
pouches on the magazine pouches. He then grabbed five HE 40mm gernade
rounds, five 40mm flachette rounds, and five 40mm willy pete rounds. He
then grabbed a Colt M16 SMG with a .45 upper and a dozen magazines for
it. He placed the magazines in the alice pack and strpped the gun to the
back of the pack. He also strapped a machete to the right side of the
pack and the Glock Field spade to the other side of the pack. He then
sat down at a table and took of his beret. He pulled out the sewing kit
he found and the tiny browning. He started to sew the holster in the
inside of his hat. Ten minutes later he was done. He sewed the
magazines in there as well as the gun. Looking at the beret one would
never know there was a gun hidden in there. He set it back on his head
and spied a cigar box on a desk in the corner. He got up and sat down
at the desk. Opening th box he was refreshed to see it was full of
Cuban cigars. He grabbed one and closed the box. Opening the desk
drawers he finally found a a bottle of cheap scotch, a zippo lighter,
flints, and lighter fluid. He lit the cigar just as his buddies started
to file in. He opened the bottle of scotch and poured it into a small
glass on top of the table. He took a gulp of the liquor and felt it
nurn its way into his stomach. He took a long drag off the cigar and
yawned. Larry come in and walked over to him. "Here you should read
these gateway codes and tell me what you think.", Larry said while
handing over the gateway codes and the sec clearences. Robert grabbed
them and sat back. He saw Billy walk in looking quite pale. He
remember a story Bill once told long ago in Mexico City just after
Mexico surrendered to the US. As a boy in Cherokee, Iowa he and his
friends had dug a large pit on the banks of the Little Sioux river.
They filled it with gartner snakes and would feed them bugs they would
catch. One Sunday right after church Billy ran over to the pit alone to
feed the snakes. He was leaning over throwing in some bugs when the
edge of the pit gave away and he fell into the pit. He was trapped in
that pit for twelve hours while snakes continued to crawl all over him.
The bit him all over the place and since that day he had a horrible fear
of Snakes. Robert was just about to read the gateway codes when Steve
plugged in his Ghetto Blaster and filled the room with Metallicas "The
Memory Remains" off their Reload album. Sighing he placed the papers in
the map case in his alice pack and smoked his guitar. Iain yelled "Hot
damn remember the assault we made in Matzalan. That song was blasting
on the way to the LZ. Wildest firefight I ever seen. Robert remember
that fat Cuban adviser that was torturing POWs. I will never forget
that kick you did that caved his skull in. Shit you get mean when you
get pissed." Steve yelled from the back "Damn Iain, doesnt mean and
pissed mean the same thing?" Robert shook his head, "How could I forget
it. That is where I slipped and fell into a shithole Iain. That is not
one of my fondest memories of the war. I washed and washed but I
smelled for days. Only good thing that happened is I smuggled that
Cubans Skorpion Machine Pistol back with me." Robert smiled when he
thought about the shit hole. He could laugh now, it was not
particullary funny at the time though. "Guys, I was thinking it is
pretty secure in here. I want to run back to my place. I cached some
books and things just before I came down here. I would like to run up
there and grab it today and bring it down here." Everyone shrugged
their shoulders and started grabbing weaponery. Robert grabbed a panic
laser from a crate and tested the small nuke battery. It was still
good. The panic laser fits inside the 40mm gernade launcher. It
projects a laser beam at its target and disorients who ever is in front
of it. He open the M203 and slid it in. He opened his pack and pulled
out the slugger and turned it on. A slugger is the military counterpart
toa GPS system. The little unit hummed to life and showed thier
location in mini digital topo map as well as lat., long., and the time.
Robert pulled out the Rolex and set the time and date to it. He turned
the unit off put it back in his pack and pulled out the gateway codes
and started to read.
Larry adjusted his custom bowie on his belt. It was fourteen inches
long and cost him about a thousand dollars. It saved his life more than
once. He checked the razor honed blade and then slid it in its nylon
sheath. He grabbed a Mark 23, a factory can, laser, and three
magazines. He found a tactical thigh holster and put it on. He opened
a small crate and grabbed some pink magsafe ammo for the .45 ACP. Armor
piercing ammo at its best. The pink magsafe ammor will go through a
threat level three vest like shit through a goose. He tossed a box on
top of the desk where Robert was reading. Robert never seemed to notice
and Larry shook his head. Larry grabbed a M16A2 off a rack and a BETA C
magazine. He placed three hundred rounds of ammo in magazines in his
pouches and pack as well as some baseball gernades. He like everyone
else grabbed a Glock field shovel. More than just a shovel it had a
workable saw concealed in the handle. The edges of the spade were razor
sharp and could be used as a axe or weapon. To top it off it weighed
less than two pounds and was a finely balanced throwing weapon capable
of penetrating two inches of plywwodat twenty feet. Larry slid it on
the side of his pack like everyone else. He grabbed a Buck M9 and put
it on his suspender. He then grabbed a Mossberg 590 military shotgun
out of a locker and slung it across his pack, and grabbed fifty rounds
of depleted uranium slugs and buckshot. He then sat down on a stool
near the door. Iain cam around the corner with his hands full of
Leathermen Supertools and proceeded to pass them out. He had grabbed a
M249 Saw and had it strapped across his chest. He had ammo packs
hanging all over himself. He had on a shoulder holster that contained
Glock 18 machine pistol and a mini sionics can for it. He had a Clock
17 pistol strapped on his right side and a huge Al Mar Pathfinder on his
left. Larry shuddered remember the time Iain saved his life with that
knife. He got caught by a guard at Castros mansion while they were
sneaking in. The guard was about to kill him when Iain came from know
where with the massive blade and split the guards head into. In fact
the blade did not stop cutting till it hit the base of the neck. He
owed Iain deeply for that. Iain looked at him "Whats a matter Larry?"
Larry shook his head, "Just thinking about old times. That sight of you
knife brought back some memories." Iain smiled, "I know the feeling.
You saved my ass more than once too." A large whoop echoed through the
room as Metallicas hit Devils Dance filled the room. Steve had jumped
up on table and proceeded to play his Colt M4 like it was a guitar as he
sang to the song. Steves M4 was the standard model with the handle.
He had stuck a ACOG advanced optical gunsight in a pocket in the back of
his pack. He Had a M21 sniper rifle slung across his pack and his
custom Colt 1911A1. He had the kabar Robert found earlier and a Buck
Bayonet. His pack that he had thrown on the table had a large Blackie
Collins machete stuck in it. A implode gernade was half stuck out of
his pack. "For Christs sake Steve. When is your black ass going to
grow up." Larry said while laughing at the tall black man. "I though
all the bros listened to gangsta rap." Billy said while coming around
the corner. He was cradeling a M4 carbine with a reflex sight attched to
the carry handle. He had a new M9 Berreta stuck in a flap holster.
His old Remington M40A1 and can was slung acroos his back. He had a
silenced Colt Woodsman in a shoulder holster. He unlike evryone else had
a Buck bayonet strapped to his calf. He was eatin scrambled eggs from a
self heat. "Shit whats a matter with you crackers. Dont you know good
music when ya hear it." Steve said while hopping off the table. Larry
opened a locker and pulled out some C4 and detonaters. "Everyone should
take some of this. Also I think we will probably be going outside for a
while. Grab some claymores and a couple LAW 80s." "Holy fuck! Larry,
did you see this, this list.", Robert barely uddered. "Yea, I did. I
was suprised you did not read it before you gave it to me. That is a
shit load of gateways aint it. Did you see the non terrestrial list."
Larry said while smiling. "Yes, yes I did. Fucking Mars awaits us. I
would have read it but somebody found a big snake and distracted me.
Dont forget about that thing tonight. I dont want it stinking up the
place. Where did this pack of Magsafe come from?" Robert said still in
a daze fromthis list he read. "I threw it there while you were
reading." Larry said while taking a bite of food. "Well thanks Larry
thats the good stuff. Well you all finish eating. I am going to pour
myself a wee dram and then we can go."
The group of friends walked down the halway to the motor pool. "You
know this place feels different. More lonely, without all the hustling
that used to go on." Billy said from the rear. "It does, I want to
check out the areas we did not get to see later. But I got to get
outside and get some fresh air." Robert said as he rounded the corner.
He stopped at a large steel door and punched in the numerical code to
open it. "Fuck, I fat fingered it. Let me try again." Robert punched in
the code and the door hissed open. He took a step in the room and the
lights came on. In a corner a pair of red eyes lit up. Its arms
swiviled as it move towards Robert. Robert never said a word. Combat
honed reflexes kicked in. He swung the barrel of the M16A2 and set it
on moved the selector switch to three shot burst and aimed at the neck
of the robot. The least armoured and most vunerable spot was a two inch
by four inch area in the neck of the robot where power cables and the
artificial nervous system ran from the head to the main processor in the
body. He fired to burst punching dents in the neck but failing to hit
the vital spot. He flicked the selector to full auto on his rifle and
gave a dumped the whole magazine into the body of the mechanical
horror. Sixty-two grain harded lead and steel penetrators chewed a
small whole in the chest and rounds tore through the main processor
stopping the Sec Hunter in its tracks. "Watch out there maybe more.
That thing was not in here when I broke in." Robert said while making a
sweep of the room. "Larry what is the veberal code to stop them?"
Robert asked. "Last time it was changed to alpha foxtrot niner niner
six stop. Wether they will stop is another question. That is why I
preffer your method of dealing with them." Larry said looking around
The room was roughly the size of two foot ball fields and had a fifty
foot cieling. There was two helio pads containing two slicks. There
was a fleet of hummers as well as some 2.5 ton trucks, several Bradley
fighting vehicles as well as some M1A2 Abraham tanks. A old Jeep as
well as Roberts Wrangler sat in the corner. "Well I do not see anymore
but this is a huge room. Spread out and make a sweep. Sweep in pairs of
two. Steve you come with me. Larry you go with Billy. Iain take a
defensive position over in the corner to provide cover fire if we need
it." Robert said casually. He did not bark orders anymore. No need to
do that. Great soldiers only need to be told a thing once and they will
do their job. They swept the room in ten minutes as well as the
mechanic shack adjacent to the motor pool. Robert was more relaxed and
strolling back towards Iain. "Did not see any of those mechanical
menaces. Whoever designed them should be killed in a most heinous
manner." Steve said as he sat down next to his pack. Larry and Billy
slowly came around the corner and were smoking small cigars. "Well
whats the game plan boss." Larry said as he exhaled a smoke through
his nose. "Well, lets go fill up a couple water containers and some
canteens and take a drive up to my place. Up there we can see whats
left of Tucson and were people may be. See for about a couple hundred
miles on a nice day with some good binoculars or a scope.Larry and I
will take a humer with a ma duece and will take point. The rest of you
grab that big old duece and a half with the trailer. One of you drive
the other two stay in the back where you can shoot. Before we go Larry
and I are going to take a quick look out side. I want Iain by the door
with the SAW incase we need fire support. Billy and Steve, you two can
gas up the vehicles and get the water. Yes, you can take a peak outside
too." Robert said anticipating their question. They walked up the long
drive way and Steve punched in the code as everyone took postion.
Slowly the huge sec doors desquised as part of a small hill rolled open
and fresh air poore in. "What the radiatiion level." Iain nervously
said. "Its in the green." Robert said while looking at a small
dosimeter. "Yowzer take a look at that sky." Iain said. The sky was a
mixture of cerulean blue, crimsion red, and green and purple. It looked
more like a tie dye t-shirt. A small storm was in the distance and had
yellow clouds and multi-colored lightning. A large yellow sun beckoned
them forward. The sonora desert remained the same. The cool fall wind
tugged at roberts field jacket that he had buttoned up. "Good thing I
grabbed some gloves." Robert said while pulling them on. A giant
squaro cactus over sixty feet tall towered next to the sec door. Robert
slid the selector on his rifle to semi and stepped out. The air was
cool and in the fifteies. He hoped it would warm up later. He looked
back at Larry who was looking around like a kid in a candy store. The
walked a out about five hundred yards and then started back. "Look at
thos tracks there! Thats jaguar tracks! Guess over the years they
took back their full range. There is some people tracks over there as
well as some horse and vehicle tracks. Someone camped over there about
a day ago." Larry kept talking until Robert put a hand on him. "Look
over there. Looks like a group of naked people about twelve hundred
meters at two oclock." Robert said while pulling Steiner binoculars
out of his pack. "My God they are fucking ugly! I sure hope to God all
people dont look like that or I am going celebate." Robert exclaimed.
He handed the binoculars over to Larry, "Here take a look and tell me
what you think." Larry took the binoculars and focused in on the group
of eight naked people. "Holy moly, they are ugly. Looks like severe
radiation mutation. The have suckers on their appendages. They spotted
us and are heading over here. I feel uneasy about them Rob. They are
very animal like. Look at they way they move. Like pack animals.
Probably nothing more than brutish savages. Lets head back to the
garage and get out of here before they get here. The speed they are
moving it will take them a few minutes." Larry said while handing the
binoculars to Robert. "Lets run." Robert said while taking of to the
garage. He and Larry made it to the garage in less than a minute and
found the trucks already running. He threw off his pack and through it
in the back of the hummer. "Lets move it. We are going to have some
company I dont want to meet up with." Robert said while closing the
dor of the hummer. Larry took up behind the M2 and the hummer peeled
out of the garge. He looked in the mirror to see the big two and a half
ton truck right behind him. He pushed a buton on the dash of the hummer
and the big sec doors closed. On the top of the hill above the doors he
could see the outlines of the strange mutants.
"Good Gawd Iain take a look at them ugly motherfuckers." Steve said
while pointing at the mutants on the hill. One jumped and landed on the
trailer. It scampered along trailer and hopped up to the back of the
truck and stuck itself to the tail gat with its strong suckers. "Iain
if you dont kill that thing I am going to." Steve said while grabbing
his machete. Iain did not say a word. He reached into his shoulder
holster and pulled out the Glock 18 and screwed the suppressor on it and
unfolded the stock. The stickie stuck its head up over the tailgate and
made a lunge towards Steve as Iain fired a three round burst into its
head. Three one hundred grain FL tipped Hirternberg rounds tore into
its head killing it instantly. All that could be heard of the gun was
the clattering of the action. The mutant stuck to the gate of the truck
and Steve walked over and kicked it off. "I sure hope everyone does not
look like that." He said while sitting down.
Robert drove the hummer over long neglected roads over grown with
desert vegitation and huge potholes. He drove it down a old highway and
then off onto a dirt road and started a acsent into the Catalina
Mountains. The hummers motor labored on the steep weather beaten
trail. Slowly the desret turned into a lush mountain forest complete
with conifers and trees. Robert looked back and saw Larry holding on
to the handles of the big heavy machine gun. His head was constantly
scanning the road for hostiles.
Iain was driving the big two and a half ton truck. He cursed himself
for volunteering to drive the behemoth. He looked in the mirror and saw
Billy and Steve laughing back there. The road was getting steeper so he
down shifted and slowled the truck down. It was a nice morning but a bit
on the cool side. He still had the windows down and was enjoying the
fresh mountain air. He looked out the window at the woods next to him
and saw a couple bighorn sheep grazing on some grass. He then
remembered they were almost extinct and have not been in that area while
he was there. "I wonder what else we will find.", he said to himself as
he shifted gears again.
Marcus heard the heavy vehicles coming up the old road. He could
hardly breath any more and his eyes were nearly swollen shut. He could
not make it any further. The tear above his eye was still bleeding and
the pains in his sides was getting worse. He looked over to his sister
who had not said a thing in twelve hours. She had just a shocked look
on her. He had not time to bring her shoes and her bare feet had taken
a beating. He could barley make out the bruised and scraped feet.
"Sis, come on we have to make it a little further. Are only chance is
to hide in the ruins of that old cabin." He talked to her. She looked
at him and then got up as toghter they crawled into the ruined house.
He was relieved to see she was coming out ofthe shock. His only hope
though was the sec men would just drive by.
"Larry!", Robert yelled over the engine and road noises. "LARRY!", he
yelled louder. Larry slid into the cabin and sat down on the passanger
seat. "I am here. Now what did you want?" He said while pulling out a
canteen. He took several large swallows and stuck it back in his
pouch. "The cabin is right around this bend here.", Robert said while
slowing the hummer own. He made the bend and then screeched to a halt.
He watched the big duece and a half park next to him. He turned the
engine off and stepped out. "Looks like it was a nice place. Very
pretty view of the city. What is left of the city, that is." Larry
said while stretching out. Robert walked over to the edge and scanned
the old city with his binoculars. "You know Tucson goes back to about
1772. The Spanish founded it. I don't see any life. Most of the
buildings are still standing but are in poor shape." Robert said while
scanning the town. "Hey did you take the lens caps off?" Larry said
while laughing. "Do I look like Bill Clinton. I still cannot believe
that he stood on the DMZ of Korea before the war and scanned the
horiozon for over a half an hour with the lens caps on." Robert said
while laughing. "Shit that poor lietenaunt that suggested he might see
better if he takes the lens caps of got courtmartialed and a
dishonorable discharge. Poor bastard should have ran a bayonet up his
ass instead." Steve said while scanning with his M21s ART scope. "I
see Life up near where Sabino Canyon. Looks like the edge of a small
town. Only makes sense theywould go there." Robert yelled while
handing the binoculars to Larry. "Well I am going to go open up the
mine shaft." Robert said as he plodded over to the giant truck and
pulled a crowbar of the side. He walked over to the enterance and
startted to pry at a giant flat rock the covered the surface. "Fuck, it
was easier putting it there." He muttered to himself while remembering
how the winch on his jeep struggled to move it in place.
Sarah huddled next to her brother she was so cold. God her feet hurt.
The chains on her wrist and ankles cut off some of the circulation and
was causing pain. Out side she heard some laughter and mens voices.
She had never heard those wags before. Did not sound like anything in
Tucson. Baron Sarris only had a few wags when he came in maybe it was a
few of them. It was only a matter of time before they were discovered
and killed. She thought hopefully she would die faster than her
Steve and Iain walked over to help Robert move the rock. While Billy
and Larry scouted the area. "What do you got in here that you want so
badly that I have to bust my ass.", Iain said whil slowly moving the
rock off to the side. "Ohh, I put some guns, weapons, books, cds, and
some old movies in here." Robert said as the rock crashed to the
ground. "Here we go guys. Lets start loading it in the truck." Robert
said while grabbing a box full off books when Billy stopped him, "Billy
found something." Larry walked over and sat down on a rock. "We are
not alone. Two people are in your old cabin. Tracks are leading in but
not out. They are less than ten minutes old." He said while checking
his rifle. "What else can you tell me?" Robert said while screwing the
can on his pistol. "They are of a boy and a young woman. The boy is
about twelve and is not moving so good. Found a blood spoor and he is
limping pretty bad. I would say he is about twelve or thirteen and
weighs about eighty pounds. The young woman is in hear early twenties
and weighs about a hundred and thirty. She is about five feet nine
inches. She has something binding her legs like a chain. She is
barefoot, and she is a blonde." Larry yawned. "A blonde! How in the
hell can you tell she is a blonde by looking at her footprints Larry?"
Steve said looking quite perplexed. "That was the easy part. I found
some long blonde hairs five feet nine inches in a tree." Larry said.
"Well I will drop in and say hello I guess. Maybe they need help. Plus
we could get some information from them." Robert said while he walked
over to the cabin. Larry stopped him, "They could be hostile as well."
Robert nodded his head. He walked over to where the two people had
entered the house. It was the only enterance. Most of the cabin had
collapsed over the years and the spot looked like he would barely fit
Marcus heard the crunching footsteps approaching closer to the cabin.
They had been found. He grabbed a long stick that had been laying on
the ground next to him and started to cry. Sarah started to shake from
the fear. Fearing most of all she will be caught and sent back to Sarris
to be his pet slave. Knowing what he wanted to do to her she would
rather die than endure that type of life. She watched a large shadow
loom by the cralw space.
Robert pulled the angle head flashlight off his suspender on flicked it
on. He pondered about just yelling at them to come out. But he laid
flat and peered in through the hole. He could not see anything so
whoever they were had to be next to the hole. Quickly he thrust himslef
inside pointing with the H&K and flashlight where his intuition told him
to. In a corner next to the hole he saw to huddled forms. Holding each
other shaking in the corner. Slowly his eyes adjusted a little better
to the dim light in the ruined room. The boy was indeed about thirteen
and looked like he had gone twleve rounds with Mike Tyson. He had short
cut snady blonde hair. He was holding a long stick, how he could see to
use it was another matter. Next to him in a dirty white smock was
probably one of the most beautiful women he had ever saw. Dirty and as
disheveled as she looked she was still a knockout. She was tall and
blonde but words fail to describe the rest. She had a angelic face,
beautiful skin, and gorgeous blue eyes. They reminded himof the pretty
deep blue water holes in the Carribean. She did have chains on her
wrists and ankles. The boy had on blood satined blue jeans and a black
t-shirt. They looked terrified. The same look was on them that he had
seen on innocent civilians in war zones. People who thought you were
going to kill them for sport.
"Hi my name is Rob. Um come on out, we wont hurt you. Looks like you
two could use some help." The two people jst sat their huddled togther
tears were not steaming down the cheeks of the young girl. She closed
her eyes as if to pretend that he did not see them. Robert crawled in a
little closer. "Dont be afriad. Nobody is going to hurt you." Robert
said as he studied them. He could alsmot taste the fear in the room.
The boy had a nasty cut above his right eye that was seeping blood.
"Come her lad, I have a friend outside who can treat your wounds. No
one is going to hurt you here." He said as he sat almost next to them.
"Miss, we can get those chains off you and get you two something to eat
or drink. Please step on out.", he said in his best soothing voice.
The kid made a move like he was going to crawl out and then stopped.
Robert left a small sigh. Remember when he first got in the service he
would have just drug them out by their hair. After he had witnessed
some of the atrocities inflicted on other people at the hands of the
Cubans, and the Mexicans Nationals, he could understand the fear.
"Look I am not going to hurt you neither are my freinds out there. We
are professional soldiers not halfwit
killers. If I wanted to hurt you you would already be dead. If I
wanted you dead or to harm you I would have never risked crawling in
here to even talk to you. I would have tossed in a few gernades then
burned this shack to the ground and called it good. You have tow
choices stay here and do what ever or come out. If you come out we will
help you. It appears if you do need help and I would guess from the
looks of it you escaped from somewhere and they are probably on your
trail right now. We are your only chance of survival. In return for
helping you all we want is some information. We are not really from
here. Do you understand." Robert said a little harsher than he
intended. It had the effect though the kid dropped the stick and slowly
crawled to the door. He was wheezing in pain. "Hold up there son. Do
you need a hand getting out?" Robert said genuienly concerned. "No
mister, I can make it, and my name is Marcus Mayfield and that is my
sister Sara." Robert smiled, "Okay Marcus hop on out. There is a tall
black guy out there. Hell help fix you up." The kid made it to the
crawl space and Robert saw Steves big hand help the kid up. Robert
unzipped and slid off his field jacket. "Here you go. Put this on you
look real cold." He handed the jacket to her. She hesitated for a
moment and then took it. Robert crawled over to the hole folowed by the
girl. He squinted his eyes in the brightlight and he sat up. "Billy,
Larry, go check the trail they come up. I think we will have some
company." Larry stopped only to glance at the blonde sitting next to
Robert and then took off down the trail. Steve was busy working on the
kid. He had his medics kit open and was washing away the blood with some
water and a roll of guaze. Robert stood up and helped Sara to her
feet. She was even more beautiful in the light. She could have been a
supermodel in days long dead. The field jacket was several sizes to big
for her and she looked like she could swim in it. She still looked
cold. The white smock she had on was paper thin and very reaviling.
She knelt down by her brother and looked at Steve, "Will he be
alright." Steve did a double take at the woman and actually blushed.
"Umm yea he has a few broken ribs, a broken nose I already set, and he
just needs a few stitches above his right eye. He will be fine in just
a few weeks." Steve said while stuttering a little. Robert walked over
and grabbed a poncho liner out of his pack and walked back and wrapped
her in it. "This should help warm you up. Do you want any water or
something to eat." He said while sitting down. She shook her head no.
Robert looked over to where Iain was. He was covering the trail with
the SAW where Billy and Larry went. Robert yawned and until this point
he had not realized how tired he was. Must be side effects from the
freezing he thought. "Steve, do you feel run down, really tired." He
said while yawning again. Steve was busy stitching up the cut on the
boys head. "Yea, I feel like I been shot at and missed, shit at and
hit. I think it is probably side effects from the long cryogenic
sleep. I could sure use a cup of good coffee." Robert watched the boy
squirm a bit each time Steve stuck the needle in. "I suppose I should
try to get those chains off you. They aint in fashion anyway.", Robert
said while pulling on the chain that bound her wrists. The chains were
held buy bolts instead of locks. "Hell your lucky. This is going to be
easy to take off. While I work on it why dont you tell me what
happened to land you in this predicament." He said while pulling out his
Leatherman Supertool. He reached over and grabbed Steves Leatherman and
started to unscrew a bolt. She opened her mouth then started to cry.
Robert heard footsteps crunch near him and looked up and saw Larry.
"God I hate when women do that. What the hell did you say to her?
Anyway you were right about the company. Six armed men are coming up
the trail. At the rate they are going they will be here in five
minutes. I dont like there looks at all. They look like thugs. You
know one of them must be around eight feet tall and seven hundred
pounds. Sara jerked upwards and tried to run when she heard that but
Robert caught her and set her right back down. "We have to get out of
here they will kill us all." She said still struggling against Roberts
hold. "They are rank ametuers and will last less than a second against
us. We are Rangers we dont run." Larry said with scowl. "Steve stay
here with the lady and the kid. Get the rest of those chains off her
too." Robert said while handing the two Leathermen to Steve. "Right on
bro!" Steve said. "Oh God, he is starting that ebonic shit again."
Larry said walking off. "Well Sarge I think we oughta hit them while
before they get up here. What do you think." Robert said while
following Larry. Larry nodded his head in approval. One of the main
reasons Robert was successful and well liked was that he always listened
to his seargents and enlisted men. He never made any decision without
there consulting with them. Larry, Iain, Billy and Robert took position
in a L-shaped ambush and they waited.
Robert could hear them taliking down the trail. They made too much
noise to be professionals. Not only the rattle of loose equipement but
they were talking. Robert glanced back seeing Steve giving the boy and
girl a drink of water. He was trying to comfort them. Robert chuckled
as he watched Steve waving his hands as he talked. He glanced back down
the trail and slid the gun to three round burst. He watched a small
scrawny figure emerge from a bend in the trail. The man looked like
Charles Manson complete with the swastika on his forhead. He had on
blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He was wearing a old beat up pair of
sandals. In his hands he had a old Belgian Vigneron M2 submachine gun.
Behind him emerged a tall thin man that had greenish scales cover hos
wholebody. He had on a small cloth covering his personals and a
knapsack that had magazines hanging out of it. He had long fingers that
ended in talons and his feet were real long that looked like his hands.
His eyes were bright yellow and had slit pupils. He had a AKSU-74 in
his hands. Right behind him came two twins walking side by side. They
appeared to be in there late teens and had greasy long blond hair. They
both wore the same style dirty flannels, jeans and combat boots. They
both had BXP SMGs which were imported in the mid ninities by Cobray for
sale to police departments after the lifting of the embargo. Behind the
twins came a fat dirty looking man that was covered completely in
tattoos. He had on combat boots and shorts. He had a grungy white
t-shirt on and he held a well used Medoza RM-2 LMG and right behind him
was the biggest man Robert ever saw in his life. Larry was wrong the
guy had to be over eight feet and must weigh about eight hundred pounds.
He carried a pristine FN MAG in one hand like it was a toy. He was
decked out in desert camoflage pants and a tight fitting t-shirt.
Muscles bulged ever step he took. Robert popped out of cover and
activated the panic laser.
Baron Sarriss men froze in there tracks as the dazzling light held
them in its grasp even as they were being chopped to pieces they did not
move. Iain had opened up with the SAW and dropped the whole group
before anyone else could get a shot. Robert watched as 62 grain slugs
pulped bodies and exploded heads. The strange mutants head was blow off
at the neck from a burst and the giant to a at least three rounds in the
Robert let the trigger go and looked back. Steve was barely holding the
terrified girl down. "Its over Sara. They all have bough the farm so
you can relax.", he yelled over his shoulder. She settled down a little
but her expression was still that of terror. "Trust us lady, nobody
gets past U.S. Rangers." He yelled as he walked down to look at the
corpses. "Shit Larry lets take their guns and ammo. I always wanted a
FN MAG. Just a 7.62 version of the M249." Robert said as he walked over
to the kneeling Larry. "I was thinking the same thing. What the hell
are these little submachine guns. They look like a MAC 11/9 but they
are not." , he said while aiming one of the little BXPs. "Those are
South African BXP nine millimtere parabellum subguns. It uses a blowback
operating system very similar to the MAC and has a high cyclic rate of
twelve hundred rounds per minute. They are made by Amrscor and they have
the OEG occluded eye gunsight on it. They run off of ambient light in
day and have tritium at night. When you look through it you see a
little red dot against a black background. Your little brain
superimposes the image from the other eye and that is how it works.",
Robert said without even pausing. "You spend to much time with those
godamn gun books. You need to get yourself a woman Rob.", Larry said
while fooling with the little subgun. "I will take that into advice
sarge. Lets grab their guns and what else they have and then empty the
cave and go home. I am want to go to bed." Robert yawned. "Now that
you mentioned it I am pretty tired myself. I think...", Larry stopped
in midsentence and fired a burst at the giant with the little subgun.
Iain and Billy who were stripping ammo and guns of the dead jumped
back. "Its okay guys, that big fucker was still breathing. Thought I
would whack him before he waked up and tore off one of your heads." He
said while smiling. He turned to Robert and said with a big grin, "Sure
does shoot nice, think Ill keep it." Robert shrugged his shoulders and
walked back up the hill towards Sara and his mine.
"Steve, stop screwing around with her and help me empty this
thing.", Robert pointed to the mine shaft. "Fuck you too! I cant get
these legs chains off. Well have to cut them off when we get back to
base." Robert said while working on the chains. "Let me take a look.",
Robert bent down and took a look at the bolt. They were frozen soild.
It looked like someone had put locktite on the nut. The chains hampered
he movement and she could only take halfsteps. He was amazed they made
it this far in such short time. He thought she must be in as good as
shape as she looks. Robert took his Leathermen from Steve and slid it
back into its pouch. "Hold still Sara. I am going to break this chain
so you can walk a little better.", he bent over and grabbed the chains
and started to pull. He noted that they were cheaply made and not
tempered well so he thought he could break them. The chains started to
bend under the starin and then finally snapped. "Shit, that is one way
to break the chains of bondage.", Steve said looking amazed. The girl
looked down at him and then blushed. "Well madame why dont you go sit
down in the hummer and eat something. The pack behind the front seat
should have some selfheats in it. Just open a can and it is ready to
eat. There is also a couple canteens of water there too." He said
while escorting her over to the hummer. "What about my brother?".
Robert looked back and saw the boy with the field IV hooked up to him.
"Hell be fine. Steve and I will put him in the back where he can lay
down." Robert smiled. "Relax and have something to eat. You need to
build up your strength." Robert said as he struggled opening a blanket
in the back of the hummer. "Ill go get your brother.", he said with a
smile. "Steve help me with the boy." "Where do you want to put him. He
is real groggy. I shot him up with tranquilzers and pain killers." "Oh
I think the back of the hummer would be good. Its covered in there and
would be a little warmer than the back of the duece and a half." Steve
nodded and they carried the boy and laid him down in the back of the
hummer. Steve hung the IV from roll bar.
Robert had already started loading the two and a half ton truck when
Steve started to help. "Jesus Christ Rob, I new you were a gun nut but
when in the hell did you get into old edged weapons?", Steve held up a
large spear with a huge head on it. "Oh that was just a passing
experience I had in my teens and I had a slight rebirth of it after the
war before a lot of the gun laws were repealed. That spear you have is a
replica from one found on Cadburry hill. It is a fighting spear rather
than a thrower. The head on it weighs three pounds and is about two
feet long.", Robert would have told him more but Billy came over the
hill and shotued "Aint that a pretty sight, a real spear chucker."
Steve smiled and retorted, "Up yours you damned Irish drunkard." Billy
and Steve laughed. Steve was holding the FN MAG and the old Vineron M2.
"I am going to throw these in the back of the truck and grab a few
claymores. Larry and I are going to leave some gifts for the friends of
departed. Iain should be up here in a minute with the rest of the guns
and ammo." Billy said as he walked to the back of the truck and set the
guns in. He dug in his pack and grabbed two claymores and det. Cord. He
was walking back when he stopped and grabed some sticks laying on the
ground. "All right. Ill take stupid questions for four hundred
dollars. What are those sticks for?" Robert inquired. "Remeber the
message you and Larry came up with on Hill 237.", Billy said while
smiling. "How could I forget! The good old Keltic thing.", Robert
laughed. Iain came over the hill cursing. He was nearly overloaded
with guns. "One of you two give me a hand before I herniate myself.",
he yelled. Robert set down the box of DVDs he was holding and and
grabbed the Medoza, and a large bag holding magazines and links of
ammo. They put them in the trailer and walked over to empty the cave.
"Shit this wont take us too long. Books, cds, movies, and weapons."
He bent over and picked up a large box holding books by Lawernce James.
"Hot damn I loved this guys books. There is some in here I did not
read.", He yelled. "That is the complete collecation of Death World
series. All 121 books including his last one released a day before the
bombing. Never got a chance to read it. Robert picked up two large
swords and placed them inside the hummer. Iain looked at one, "Those
your family swords?" Robert nodded, "Yea ones a claymore and the other
is a one hander." Billy and Larry walked over the hill and helped
unload. It took them a little over fifteen minutes to unload the
shaft. "Hey Robert! There is some bars of gold and bags of gold in
here! Holy moly there must be several million dollars here and you are
going to leave it." "For some reason I dont think money is important
in this world Larry but if you think we should take it there is still
some room left in the trailer. But the duece and a half is over loaded
the way it is." "Bullshit Robert, it can hold more and money is always
important." "Jeez Larry! That is not a very Native American
viewpoint. Could we be a greedy capitalist?", Steve shouted while
hauling out a bar. "Yes I am. The gold comes with us. I always like
the way it glitters." He said grabbing two bars at once and hauling
them to the trailer. "Okay, it looks like I am outnumbered the gold
comes." It took them ten minutes to empty the gold.
Robert started the old hummer up and it roared to life. Sara had eaten
two cans of tomato soup and polished off most of a canteen of water.
Her brother Marcus laid in a semi concious stupor from the pain killers
and drugs Steve gave him. He looked in the mirror and saw that Steve
was driving the big truck. It really was overloaded and Iain and Billy
sat in the cab because there was no room for them in the back. Larry
took his post behind the M2 and stood there stoically looking a lot like
a cigar store Indian. Sara looked half spooked. "Where are we going?"
She said her eyes a little wider than normal. "Well base under the old
air base is where we are headed. You know old Davis Monothan airfield.
Beneath it is a large underground miliatry complex that was top secret.
Part of a chain exactly. We ued to guard it before the world went up."
"You mean you are from before Skydark!" "So that is what you called the
war. Yea we froze are selves in cryotubes that basically put you in
statis. They allow you to hibernte almost indefinetly. That was my old
home you were holed up in. I stashed the things I wanted to keep the
night after skydark and drove down to base. Tell me some about this
world. We are dying for information. Anything would help." "There is
not much to tell. There is only small villies usually controlled by a
baron. Tucson was a exception. We tried to have a elected leadership
but Baron Sarris came in and killed the sec force defending are town and
all the officials. My father was the sherrif so they executed him.
Drake Detter the big guy tore his head off and then killed my mother
after raping her. I was to be Sarriss slave and my brother who escaped
from the raid came back and got me out." Sara started to cry. "Sorry,
who is this Sarris character. I would like to know more about him
before I plan anything." She looked at himand her eyes widened. "You
want to take over the villa?" "Yea and hand it back to the people who
had it in the first place. Hell, we are Army Rangers. Were not going
to sit by and let some two bit piece of amphibian shit rape murder and
terrorize American citizens even if the country is dead." "He used to
be a pirate and would run down and loot traders around these parts.
Eventually his group grew into many. He has taken over several towns
and burned them to the ground taking everything of value. He will not
be easy to stop. Who are rangers?" "You never heard of Army Rangers?"
She shook her head no. "Well we are Rangers and we kick butts wherever
we go. Rest assured Mr. Sarris will soon be out of a job as well as a
life." She looked down at the floorboard and spoke, "What was life like
back then? I want to know what the world was like?" He smiled, "Well
for one there was clear blue skys with white fluffy clouds that looked
like cotton. From they way you talk it was a lot different. Society
has collapsed into fuedal societies. But none the less it will
eventually be reborn into what it was sometime in the future. Mother
nature will also return I think. I tell you what. I have a bunch of
movies and books you can watch them. It might give you some insight on
society." She looked up and with hurt eyes said, "I cant read."
Robert almost stopped the vehicle, "Is there any education available in
America anymore?" She looked down and said, "Yes there is but it is
really expensive and only available to a privileged few. We call the
country the Deathlands now." "Well I will teach you if you want to
learn. It really isnt that hard. Have you reading like a pro inside
of a month. What the hell..."
Down the road Robert could make out a large group of people coming
towards them. He leaned forward squinted and he could make out that
they were the strange mutants he saw earlier outside the redoubt with
Larry. "Its those radiation freakazoids with the suckers.", He said
leaning back. He looked over to sara and saw her blue eyes were as big
as saucers. "Her mouth opened and she whispered, "Stickies." He leaned
back and tugged on Larrys pants. Larry leaned down and Robert said
"Gonna stop, when I do that start whacking them with the gun." Larry
nodded and Steve hit the brakes and hopped out of the car with the M16A2
in his hands. Larry opened up with the Ma Duece, the recoil from the
massive gun rocked the hummer and the noise vibrated through Roberts
body. Bodies down the round spilled to the ground as half inch diameter
slugs tore through them. He opened the chamber on the M203 and put a HE
gernade on it and fired. The gun bucked against his shoulder and it
made the usual bloop sound. As he loaded another gernade he watched the
round arch through the air and land in the middle of the group. A
bright flash and roar resulted. More bodies dropped the ground as he
fired the second gernade. A white flash of phosphorus erupted in the
middle. He was delighted to here screams and see bodies running on
fire. For some reason part of the massive group stopped and started to
dance around the burning bodies. Robert aimed at the advancing group
and firede a sweeping full auto burst into the advancing bodies who were
now about four hundred yards away. Larry stopped and reloaded another
belt on the M2. From behind him he heard the SAW open up and saw bodies
literally being cut in half. It sounded just like a buzzsaw. He saw
two LAW 80 rockets scream above him and explode in a group of stickies.
The group of stickies that had to be around a hundred at first was now
about thirty. He popped in a fresh magazine and fired acontrolled burts
into the group of stickies as they still approached. He pumped another
40mm HE gernade into the charging stickies falling even more yet they
continued to charge. He muttered a few lines from the charge of
thelight birgade as Steve rushed by holding a implode gernade. He flung
it through the air and dove to the ground. Robert opened his mouth and
closed his eyes. He heard the termendous roar and felt his close being
pulled on from the collapsing antumatter. Then he felt the hot blast as
it started to expand. He opened his eyes and saw a small group of the
mutants survived the blast and were almost on top of him. Steve was
busy shoting ones near him with his M4. Larry abandoned the gun and
wasfiring with his M16A2. There was a stickie almost within five feet
of Robert when He leaned back and grabbed the claymore from inside the
vehicle and then shot foward while swinging the blade. He cut the
mutants head off and the recovered from the swing to chop another
stickie from ear hole to asshole. Behind him here heard the chatter of
a Colt Stoner .45 subgun. Its rate of fire made and the fact it shot
from a closed bolt made it sound distictively. Robert looked back after
cutting the legs from beneath another stickie to see Sara loading a new
magzine into the subgun. "Yowzer she is a good shot.", he muttered as
she blazed away at a group of mutants. He pulled out his H&K and opened
fire on the remaining stickies. In less than two minutes all the
mutants were dead. Robert looked around and noticed the headless
stickie was still standing upright rocking a little with the wind.
"Hey, Larry there has to be a one liner about this.", he yelled while
pointing at the macabre sight. "Yea, there probably is but I cant think
of one. In fact I never saw anything like this in my life. I hate this
fucking place.", Larry yelled his ears still ringing from the
firefight. Robert set the sword back into the hummer after wiping the
blood off. "Couldnt wait to use that thing could you. You could have
drew your pistol or put a new magazine in your rifle. But NO! You have
to go show off and chop things into pieces. I still wont forget the
axe incident in Havanna. What in Gods name ever possessed you to chop
that guy up in the first place." Larry said shaking his head. "I could
have drawn the H&K but these things were hard to drop. I noticed only
head shots from the subby that Sara is holding dropped them. I did not
have time to reload ole black magic. Instead I thought I would be
unique and effiecent in the way I handled the situation. This is
probably the first time in a very long time that someone has been
chopped into with a claymore." Robert said acting affronted. Larry
laughed, "Your a little weird but your my type of weird." Robert stuck
a new magazine into his M16 and stepped in the hummer. "Larry, you know
why I chopped that guys arms off?", Robert yelled back to Larry. "No
you never did tell me.", Larry said while leaning down in the hummer.
"I caught that son of a bitch stealing stuff off our dead. It was not
food or anything like that. Would have giiven him that. I caught him
pulling out teeth for the gold in it.", Robert yelled back. He started
up the hummer and started driving. The bodies of dead stickies crunched
under the tires.
"Sara remind me to hose this truck off.", he said looking over to her
with a slight grin. He could see she was not amused. "Sorry, if I
offended you. But I dont want the garage to smell like rotting
people.", he said while swerving to avoid a large pot hole. "So where
did you learn to handle automatics?" "My father was sheriff of Tucson.
He took me and Marcus out shooting regulary. Told us it would be
important someday." "Well I guess it was. What were we talking about
before we got so rudely inturupted?" She lokked over and sadi, "Nothing
important. What are you going to do with me and Marcus." "I dont plan
to really do anything. You can go if you want but I dont think you
could make it to far. I figure you can hang with us until we throw out
this Sarris dude and then you can go home and try to rebuild. That is
if you want to.", he said while shruggin his shoulders. "What kind of
gernade did that black guy throw? "You mean Steve? He threw a implode
gernade. It has a small amount of antimatter in it. Makse a very tiny
localized version of the big bang. When antimatter is exposed to matter
the two collapse on themselves creating a vacumn and then expand in a
really big explosion. When I was in the war they had artillery versions
of that. We once got fire support from the USS New Jersey with 16 inch
anti matter shells. Killed everything in a four mile radius. We were
about ten to twelve klicks from the boom. We were pinned down by
artillery coming from a hill near a empty base camp that we were
supposed to capture. Turned out to be a ambush. You should have seen
the explosion. Even though we were that far awya it knocked us around a
bit. Sucked a few guys off their feet. I at first thought those crazy
Navy gunners fucked up and nuked the beaners. Over half my people got
injured. After we got the seriously wounded medavacted out we hiked
over to the blast sight. Damn weirdest thing I ever saw. Nothing was
there, not even the rich tropical topsoil. It all was gone." "Do you
enjoy your job as a soldier?" Robert sat for a few moments in silence,
"At times I do, and at times I absolutely hate it. I joined because I
felt an obligation to defend my country and the people who were being
ruthlessly attacked and slaughtered by a foreign opperssor. I really
was not that bothered by killing them either. I have seen what they
have done to places like Huston, Dallas, Tucson, and a host of other
places. When see a couple hundred thousand people executed for know
reason it unleashes something inside of you. I enjoyed my time in
Mexico and Cuba. I hated my job after I got sent here. What I saw the
government was doing. So many secrets most of which none of us really
know about. But the experiments on citizens, and other things. Those
were not why I joined. It made me really think who I was working for.
I made an oath long ago to the people." Robert shook his head as he
talked. "Did you ever want tobe something else?" He laughed, "What else
could I have been? Besides, its a little late for a career change."
Robert stopped smiling and looked in the mirror. The big White truck was
right behind the hummer. He ran his hand through his dark hair as he
glanced over at Sara. She was looking out the side window at the
desert. She turned and left a small smile at Robert. "Yes, I am
single." Roberts mouth opened and closed a few times and then she
spoke up again. "That was what you were thinking." He turned and
looked at her, "How in the... How did you... Damn.", he said while
turning the hummer onto the ruins of the old base. He reached down and
pushed the button to open the camoflaged blast doors. The rotated open
slowly and he drove in the huge garage. "Well Sara, welcome to Area
13. Please enjoy your stay compliments of Project Vedetta.", Robert
yawned loudly as he stopped the Hummer next to his Jeep. He opened the
door and stiffly slid out. He watched as the big truck pulled in behind
the hummer and the large blast doors screeched closed. He bent over and
looked at the underbody of the hummer. He smiled as he saw that no body
parts had stuck underneath. There was some blood stains along the
fenders. Robert looked up as Larry hopped out of the hummer. He had on
his stoic Tonto face. "Whats up with you Larry?", He said while
straightening up. "My head hurts, my ears are ringing, and I am dead
tired.", Larry said while opening the back of the hummer. Iain, Billy,
and Steve had walked up to the hummer. Robert walked over to a tool
chest and pulled out a pair of Craftsman bolt cutters out. He pulled
Sara under a light in the dim room. He nipped the the chains around her
ankles. He noticed the chains left some pretty good welts around her
ankles. Robert looked at his watch and saw it was early in the
afternoon. "Well, I guess we should take a nap till dinner time and then
take care of the duct work situation. Before the nap I want to do a
sweep of the place to kill off any other sec hunters left. Billy and
Iain you two can handle that. Larry you take care of that damned
snake. Ill help Steve move the boy to a room. Lets all find a room in
the top brass section. That way we will be comfortable and close.",
Robert said while leaning against his old Jeep. Billy had pulled the IV
out of Marcuss arm and now was holding the boy in his arms. "Well,
what are we all standing around looking stupid for.", Larry sounded off
with a grin. "What to get that snake skinned dont you?" Robert
laughed as he walked out the door carrying Steves and his pack. "Im
trying to think what to do with the skin. Ill dry the meat for some
low cal snacks.", Larry said while scratching his chin.
The small group of freinds rounded a corner and entered a areathe
small hallway that contained the offices and sleeping quarters for the
top brass of the redoubt. "You know Larry we should have really made a
closer inspection of this place before we left. Also I think it might be
a good idea if no one takes General Schmiddts little love nest. I left
lots of his toys in a big pile on the floor." Robert said while
stopping in front of a door. "Lets put the kid and the sister in here.
Unless you want a separate room Miss."< he said while yawning. "That
will be fine. I can take care of him then.", she said while smiling.
Robert opened the door and saw that the room was a jumpled mess of
paperwork. "Well, looks like it needs to be paicked up some but at
least there is not any corpses in here. That is that I see so far.", he
mumbled as he walked through the door and turned on the light. He
checked out the room and saw that it was all clear. Billy laid the boy
on the bed and threw a cover over the kid. "Sara, he just needs some
rest. He will feel a lot better tomorrow but in the mean time if he
wakes up give him one of these.", Steve handed the girl a bottle of pain
killers. "They will make him a little woozy and tired but they take
away all the pain and they have some ingreadients that help speed up
healing.", he said smiling at the pretty girl. Robert yawned, "Well
Sara, Ill be in the room next to this one just knock on the door if you
need something." Robert handed Steve his pack and then Waled out the
door. He looked down the hallway to see Larry walking twords the
showers with his big bowie. Robert left a small shudder when he thought
about the snake. He heard a quick burst from Iain SAW from down the
other hallway. Steve had just stepped out of the room. "Guess Iain
found a Sec Hunter.", Steve said. From down the hallway erupted wild
laughter. "Sounds that way.", Robert said while lauging. Sec Hunters
while formidable against unarmed or lightly armed people were sort of a
joke against anyone armed with a big gun. Robert thought back to the
time when the sec hunters first came on duty and the took the rifles
away from security detail saying the droids would take care of
everything. One of the droids went musga and killed a bunch of
scientists while the Rangers took potshots at it with their sidearms
until Steve blew one away with a Barret he grabbed from the armory. "I
always hated thos fucking mechanical nightmares.", Robert said wjile
looking at Steve. "Right on bro.", Steve said while nodding his head.
"Lets go hit the hay.", Robert said while opening the door to his room.
He turned on the light and took a look in the room. All the room were
the same. The place was rather neat and totally spartan. He tossed his
pack by the door and opened the bedroom up to find the same. He leaned
his rifle next to the bed and stripped down to his shorts. He turned off
the lights and fell asleep.
Larry pulled his bowie out and started to slit the giant coral snake
open. The blood had dreid in a huge pool on the floor. He peeled the
skin away from the body carefully not to damage the hide. He ran the
knife accross the hide to remove any meat that may have attachd to it.
He reached into a pocket and rubbed a light smelly fluid across the
inside of the hide. He then poked a few holes in the hide and put some
string through it. He stretch the hide out and tied it off to dry. He
opened the stomach of the giant snake. He started to pull the innards
out and the contents of the stomach. "Holy Shit!", he yelled when a
slender arm came out. He pulled the rest of the person from out the
inside of the snakes stomach. It was so corupted by the stomach acids
and poison he could not make out if it was a male or female. Around the
neck of the corpse was a small gold crucifix that had been severly
tarnished. He looked at the corpse and said, "I hope your are with your
God and in a much better place than this. You sure had a horrible way
out of this world." Iain and Billy rounded the corner and sawthe
corpse. "My God! Oh the poor person.", Iain said looking quite pale.
Billy turned stone white and knelt over the body. He saw the crucifix.
"What are we going to do with the body?", he said while looking at the
crucifix. He turned it with his fingers. Larry looked up, "Well I was
going to cut up the snake and through it in the incenerator. Sorta lost
my appetite for it after this. I was going to bury the body. I could
use your help if you finished the sweep for the sec hunters." Iain
looked at Larry, "We have only this area to sweep then we are done. We
didnt go into the areas that we dont have security clearence to go
in." Larry motioned to them to go sweep the area and comeback. He
walked over to the Janitorial Closte and pulled out his pistol. He
opened the door and looked around. He grabbed a big wheeled trash bin
and tossed the eggs into it breaking them. He then wheeled the bin down
the hallway and started throwing parts of the snake in it.
Iain took point with the M249. He favored that gun above all others.
He thought back to the time in Chahal Guatemala durin the war when 75th
Rangers Liberated the town from its Mexican captors. It was a night
jump outside the twon. There was a unexpected wind storm and it
scattered him from the rest of Roberts platoon. He had come down
inside the Mexican compound. He chuckled as he remembered the insuing
battle. The Mexicans were almsot all blitzed on tequila and never sawhim
coming. One sentry saw him and fired a burst at him from a battered
AKM. He seperated himself from the chute while he was still twenty feet
up and started to open fire. He pinned down over two hundered Mexicans
and killed more than fifty in fifteen minutes until Robert got there
with the few men that he could find. He got his silver star for that.
He and his baby sure showed them beaners who was boss. He looked back
at Billy who was still white as a ghost from seeing what came out of the
snake. "Shit, relax Billy! You came out fine with no harm done to
you. I swear I have never met a person who thinks nothing of charging a
machinegun emplacement but turns to jello everytime his sees a little
fucking snake.", Iain yelled back at Billy. Billy turned a little red
and yelled back, "That snake was not little and I dont turn to jello."
Iain laughed, "Just what I wanted to hear." They swept the whole area
and didnt see anymore droids. "Well, if there is anymore droids in this
place they will be in the classified areas. Well be safe from them
anyway. They only turn on when you get within ten feet of them and
dont no the turn off code.", Billy said. Iain laughed as he pointed to
the SAW, "I really no how to turn them off." Billy shook his head "Lets
go help Larry." The two walked back to where they left Larry.
Sara found a towel and soaked it in water. She started to wipe away at
the grime on her brothers face. The dried blood and caked on dirt made
him look a lot worse than he was really hurt. Her brother stirred and
mumbled something unitelligible and the went back to sleep. There was a
small mirror by the bed and she picked it up and looked at herself in
the dim light of the room. She left a small moan as she looke at
herself. She put the mirror down and walked over into the bathroom and
turned on the shower. She locked the door behind her and slid out of
the white smock she was in. She opened a closet in the bathroom and
found a robe and some towels that she put on the counter top. She
kicked the ugly white dress into a trash can and then stepped into the
warm shower. The hot water carressed her body. She stood there under
the pulsating water for a few moments and let wash away some of the
dirt. She grabbed a body sponge in the shower and poured some soap on
it. She worked up a lather on her skin that turned a dirty gray color
from all the dirt. She sighed looking at all the dirt flowing down the
drain. She turne the water a little warmer and let it beat across her
sore back.She massaged her shoulders as the hot water worked away at the
knots. There was another dispenser in the shower that she could read.
It was shampoo. She squirted some in her hands and the smell of catelpa
flowers filled the air. She worked it in her hair and then rinsed it
She turned off the shower and started to dry off.
Larry had picked up all the innards of the snake and had placed them in
the large grey trash bin. He welled it down to the incinorator and
started to toss the contents in when he heard the door open behind him.
He saw Iain enter ass first dragging the snake in with Billy dragging
from the middle of the dead snake. Larry helped them pick it up and
shove it into the big incinorator. He then finished empting the bin in
the incenorator and fired it up. He set it to burn for thirty minutes.
"Well guys, shall we bury the corpse now or do it later.", he said while
yawning. "Bury later. Sleep now.", Iain said while shuffleing out the
door. Larry and Billy shrugged their shoulders and headed for their
Robert tossed and turned in his bed. A slick sheet of sweat
covered his body as the nightmares returned to him. He could see them
all around him. His freinds amongst the mad crowd. They chanted
"Freak!" as they slowly closed in on him. He looked around but there
was no where else to run. He felt a teethshattering jar against his
shoulder as they started to throw rocks. The rocks stopped raining down
on him when he started to hear hi name being called and the sweet smell
of flowers. He awoke when he heard the knocking.
"Go away! I am asleep.", Robert muttered. "Your not asleep.", he
heard Saras low voice as he felt her sit on the end of the bed. He
reached over and turned on a reading light next to the bed and looked at
her. She was in a robe two sizes to big for her that showed a lot of
cleavage. "Whats wrong with you.", she saidlooking at Rob. "Umm
nothing but a bad dream. Can I help you?", he stuttered. She looked
even better after the shower. Her damp hair was combed back and
glistened in the dark light of the room. "Yea, I could ues some clothes
if you got any in this place.", she laughed. Robert sat and thought for
a moment. "Well I suppose we have some stuff thatll fit you. Let me
throw a shirt on and well go over to the supply room and...", he
stopped in mid sentence as he sat up. He realized he had got a pretty
good hard on. Sara left a little laugh and turned red. "Well I guess
the clothes could wait until tomorrow.", she said as she leaned forward
and pushed him down. Roberts eyes widened as she turned off the lamb.
"Well this was what you had on your mind.", she muttered a Robert pulled
off her robe. "Yea, it did pass through my mind. But I didnt expect
Sara leaned back and let him enter her. She left a small moan as he
did. She relaxed as his warm, hard body pulled close to hers. She
placed her arms behind his neck and pulled herself closer to him. She
kissed him and darted in his mouth with his tounge. She allowed her
arms to explore his back and shoulders. Then his rounded boyish face.
She slowly let go of all her inhibtions go in his arms even though this
was her first time. She felt at ease with him. Ever since she scanned
him in the wag she know he would never hurt her and be there for her.
Some where in there she fell in love with him. She arched her back as
she felt her stomach start to flutter and torrents of memories and
feelings from Robert poured into her.
Robert was suprised how hot Saras body was. Her hands almost seemed
electrically charged as they ran across his body. Rob realized he was
not the most experienced person. Only once before in a drunken stupor
back in high school was his last time and he can not even remember what
happened. There was something different about Sara. Before he could
make a move she would react to it before he did it. It was like she
knew what he was going to do. Robert felt her start to shudder and he
lifted her up as he rose to a kneel on the bed. He kissed her breasts
as he helped ease her down on his engorged erection. She moaned loudly
as he fully penatrated her. He slowly strated to work his way up to her
neck as he felt the impinding orgasm building in him. Robert felt her
hands run up from his broad back to his ace where she pulled his head
upwards. Robert looked up into her haunting blue eyes and then kissed
her waiting mouth. He felt her toung probe his mouth as he stuck his in
hers. Her eyes gre larger as she started to orgasm. At the same moment
Robert let go to and they collapsed into each others arms on the bed.
Robert pulled the the blankets over them and went to sleep.
Roberts dreams started again. He was surronded again and the chanting
started. He spied a opening in the crowds that were afterhim. He took
off at top speed only to feel a crushing blow on his back. He looked up
and saw the hated face poised above him with a baseball bat. Then he
felt a gentle tug on his shoulder and the images around him
disappeared. He turned and saw Sara kneeling next to him. Her hand
reached out and stroked his his face wipeing away tears. "Go to
sleep.", she said as she kissed him.
In the Catalinas, the second sec force of Baron Sarris made there way
up the trail that Sara and her brother took. "If that mutie whore did
anything to my brother Ill tear her head off.", The large man said who
was at the end of the line. Mike Dretter said as he leaned his AK47
against a tree. He was not quite as big as his older brother but at six
foot nine inches and four hundred and fifty pounds of muscle he was
powerful. He sat down and pulled out his canteen and started to drink.
He watched the group walk up the hill then he heard a earthshattering
boom and saw the flash of a large explosion take place just over the
rise.of the hill. He set his canteen down and grabbed the AK47 and
charged up the hill to see everyone in the group had been killed by a
booby trap. Bodies were litterally shreeded and torn apart by shrapnel.
He then looked up and saw the head of his brother on a pole in front of
him and he screamed.
Robert felt someone roll on top of him and sanpped awake. He quickly
realized it was Sara who was now snoring on his chest. She had wrapped
her arms under his shoulders some how without him feeling it. In the
dim light of the room he could see her hair covering her face. He
reached down with his fingers and moved it back behind her ears. She
mumbled unitelligably and then woke up. "God, my mother told me it
would be like this.", She said while sitting up. "Like what?", Robert
said as he started to massage her back. "You mean you dont know? You
didnt realize I am a PSI mutie." Roberts eyebrow inched up and he
gave a quizical look. "Please dont be afraid or mad at me Rob. I
really cant control what I am.", she started to cry. Robert leaned
forward and hugged her. "I think I understand. You can read peoples
minds right?" She calmed down a little more, "More than that. I can
sense emotions from people. I can only read their minds when I am in
direct physical contact with someone. Also during contact I can send my
thoughts and feelings." "That dream I had. You.." She nodded her haid
"I stopped it. When I was in the wag and you patted me on the shoulder
I saw a lot about you. Enough to fall in love with you. You were in
pain, frightened and hurt I just wanted it to end." Robert stroked her
hair, "How come when we first met you did not scan me in the cabin."
"You need to understand I can only do this when I am calm. If I get
scrared my sense literally overload." "Sara, how much do you know about
me.", Robert said in a half frightened tone. Sara reached up and ran
her hand accross his face. "I know just about everything. When we made
love our to souls mixed." Robert looked perplexed at her. She smiled and
laid a hand on Roberts chest, "Some of your memories, Mostly the ones
you think about a lot came over to me. It is just a little overbearing
right now. I am having a little trouble dealing with it all. Don't be
scared your past is safe with me. It is really nothing to be ashamed of
anyway." "Does this intermixing happen all the time?" "No, it never
happened to me before. It happened to my mother when she made love to
my father though." Does your " "No, only my mom and me sorry I, have
it.", she answered before he had the question out. "I did not mean to
correct you there." "That's okay. Let's go take a shower and then get
me some clothes. It's cold in here." "Sounds like a prime idea. Its
sixty five degrees in here. It is on the chilly side." The two walked
off to the shower.
The alarm clock Larry set buzzed to life and he reached up and
struggled to turn it off. He stifleda yawn and stretched out of bed.
He pulled on his pants and threw on a new shirt. He laced up his boots
and strapped on his Heckler and Koch and walked out of his room to the
boys. He knocked on the door and there was no answer so he slowly
opened it. He walked in to see the boy sound asleep. He wondered where
the girl wandered off too. "Id better tell Rob she is off wandering
the halls.", he muttered as he out the room. He walked up to Robs room
and was about to knock on the door when it opened and Rob stepped out
with the girl. They both had wet hair and looked like they stepped out
of the shower. Larry stepped back for a moment and was unsure as to
what to say. "Hey Larry! Need something.", Robert smiled. "Uhmm, no I
just wanted to say I just checked on the boy, err Marcus and he is
fine. How are you?", he said as he glanced at Sara. "Peachy!", Robert
exclaimed. "Well that is good. Ohh, dont head down to where the snake
was. Its gone but we found something in it and I was too tired to take
care of it." Robert shrugged his shoulders. "We are heading to the
supply room to see if we can find some clothes." Robert put his arm
around Sara and walked down the hallway. Larry looked down the hallway
and watched his friend walk off with the woman. "Ill be a son of a
bitch.", he said while he started to laugh. He heard a door behind him
open to see Iain pop outand he heard noises coming from Steves room.
"Hey Iain, never guess what I just saw.", he said.
Robert turned on the lights to the supply room that also served as the
post exchange. Sara went right in digging in the clothes. He did not
pay much attention to what she was grabbing. He went to the PX section
and found a tin of Tobajara mini cigars. He smiled as he tore away the
label and opened up the tin. He sniffed the smell of the tobacco. He
pulled one out and liked it and stuck it in his mouth. He reached into
his pocket and pulled out his old Zippo. He grabbed a bottle of lighter
fluid and filled it up. He took a long look at the little lighter. On
it was a skull and crossbones above that it had the Rangers enblem.
Below the skull and crossbones it was etched:
Death Is our
Way of Life
He turned it over and read the old prayer on the back;
Yea though I shall walk through the valley of the shadow of death. I
shall fear know evil. For I am the evilest son of a bitch in the valley.
The top of the lighter had his name and rank etched in it. He flicked
it open and lighted his cigar and blew a smoke ring. He looked up to
see Sara had put on a pair of blue jeans and had a sports bra on. She
was pulling on a white t-shirt. Robert marveled over her gracile
built. She turned around at looked at him and blushed. "Your
welcome.", he said laughing. "Two times is enough in a day. Dont you
think so?", she said laughing. "I dont know. I think your supposed to
stop when you cant do it anymore." She laughed and flashed him a smile
showing here white teeth. She walked over to the issue black dress
sweaters and put found one her size and pulled it on. She ran her
fingers through her hair to put it back in place. Robert looked up from
Soldier of Fortune magazine he pulled off a rack and started paging
through. "Their should be brushes, tooth brushes, and personal items to
your right." "I see them.", she said and took several long graceful
steps and started picking up things. Robert sat down and read an
article by Peter Kokalias on the L85A1 British Individual Weapon. He
finished the cigar and dropped it in a ashtray and sighed.
Larry and Steve dragged the corpse to one of the sec doors that led to
the outside. Iain punched in the code and opened the door and cool
desert air filled the room. Iain and Billy took out their shovels and
started digging a shallow grave. Larry and Steve gathered stones to
cover the grave so scavengers dont dig up the body and eat it. Billys
ever present bible was sticking out of his pocket on his pants. The tow
dug for fifteen minutes. "Well this looks deep enough. Lets set who
ever it is in and be done with it.", Steve declared as he whipped sweat
off his brow. "What is it with you darkies and the inability to do a
little work. "Larry said with a wicked smile. "Fuck you too you damn
lazy ass Indian. I didnt see you do anywork but pick up little
rocks.",. Steve retorted laughing.
The hole was big about five feet long and three feet deep. Steve and
Larry lowered the body into the whole and started to cover it. Billy
stepped forward with his bible and read the corpse its last rights.
Robert nodded off while reading the magazine. He woke up when he felt
a gentle tug on his shirt. "Yea? What can I do for you little girl."
"You can start by stop smoking those things. The smell horrible."
"Well for you I will. Anything else?" "Yea, I need your help finding
some boots." "Sure." Robert hopped off the stool he was on and walked
around the corner towards the boots. He stopped at a candy rack and
pulled of a packet of Lifesavers wintergreen mints. "Hold up Sara. I
found me another addiction." He reached into his deep pocket and fished
out his tiny Leatherman Micra and cut open the top of the packet. He
popped one in his mouth. "Want one?" "What is it?", she said sniffing
it. "Its a mint. They are quite good." She popped it in her mouth and
raised her eyebrow. "Tastes different. Never had anything quite like
it." "Well lets get you some boots shall we."
Robert noted in his mind that shoes would benext to impractical in the
new world. He would have really liked to have seen Sara in a nice dress
and some high heels though. She looked at him and smiled. "Okay, find
me something comfortable that breathes a little. I used to have a pair
of leather boots that my feet died in. "Will do what size do you
wear." "I dont know I would just try things on till they feet. I
cant read." "Well we can cure both of those problems." Robert looked
at her feet and made a guess. He reached up and pulled out a pair of
Isralie combat bots. "Here try these. They will be good around here but
if we go North youll need something else." He watched her pull them
on. "Nope, they are too big.", sghe said in a pouty voice as she stuck
her lower lip out in a mock frown. "Are they close to one size too
big?", Robert said smiling. Sara nodded and Robert reached over and
grabbed some thick foam insoles. Here stick these in there. Itll fill
up the space and make you feel like you are walking on air.
She slipped the insoles in her boots and tried them out. Robert smiled
watching her. "Come here honey. I have something else for you." She
walked up to Rob and wrapped her arms aound him. "What do you have for
me?", she said in a very sultry voice as she planted a kiss on Roberts
lips. He took his hands and ran them up from he waist to her back and
pulled her closer. He bent his head down and kissed her neck. She
moaned and he nibbled her ear. "I slipped it in your pocket my little
paphian delight." "Is that good." "Yea it is." She smiled and reached
into her pocket and pulled out a pocket knife. "It is a Benchmade
Switchblade." Pulled it out of a cabinent over there.", Robert said
pointing behind him. "This is a pretty unsafe world and that may come in
handy. Now lets go get you a pistola." "I dont need one in here it
looks pretty safe." Robert broke out laughing. "Some you didnt find
out about the snake?" "What snake?" "We we awoke Billy found a giant
coral snake slithering about this place. It came in through the
ventilation system. Speaking of that remind me to take care of that
later." He walked out the room and Sara followed him carrying a large
As Robert and Sara walked down the hall they passed Larry, Billy,
Steve, and Iain. The four soldiers looked haggard and were full of
dirt. "What have you four been up too?", Robert said while scratching
his ear. "Remember earlier I told you I found a suprise insidethe
snake?", Larry said. "Well we buried who ever it was. Figured it was
the thing to do." "Christ! A hell of a way to go. I could think of a
lot better ways than being eaten by a snake. The poor soul." Larry
shook his head, "You got that right brother. I chopped up the snake and
threw it in the incenorater. I dont think I could stomach to eat it."
"Well I see you later guys. I am going to go find her a pistol and then
eat some dinner. Maybe later we can take care of the ventialtion
problem so we dont have another visitor." Larry nodded and he walked
down the hallway with the rest of his friends. "Boy ole Rob sure has
changed since he met that girl.", Steve noted. "Yea he is a bit more
relaxed aint he.", Iain interjected. Larry chuckled as listening to
the conversation behind him.
"Well Sara we are in the armory.", Robert said turning on the lights to
the large room. "Look around and find something that fits you. There
should not be any crappy weapons in this room." , he said while sitting
down on the edge of a table. There was a FN P90 sitting on the table
and he started to play around with it. "Weird Belgium shit.", he
muttered. "What honey?", he heard Sara yell from somewhere in the
room. "I was looking at this funky new gun that FN made right before
skydark. It feels kinda weird. It is probably real good coming from
them though." "Ohh!" he heard her say. He set it back on the table and
walked overr to where she was. "I cant really find anything that I
like here." "Good Lord Sara there is more guns and types of guns in
here than you will probably or I will ever see." Robert thought for a
second. "Well it would take a while to go trough all this. I think I
have something in the back of the duece in half that might fit your hand
pretty good. Wait here." Robert head out the door and jogged over to
the big truck and lept up into the back. He dug around in the boxes
until he came to one with familiar markings. He opened the lid and
pulled out one of two small boxes that were labeled Ceska Zbrojovka 85.
He hopped out from the truck and landed on one leg and jogged back. He
found Sara checking out a Ruger AC556 with a collapsable stock and
thirteen inch barrel. "Well excuse me there is some shit in this room
after all. Where did you find that piece of crap?" "It was in that
locker over there." "Oh that is okay. I really didnt care where you
found it I was just wondering who in their right minds would buy one."
"What is wrong with this firearm?" "Rugers recievers tend to shatter.
It is made out of castings, and they are not known to be reliable. It
would be okay for plinking but beyond that it is a piece of crap." He
plopped the box on the table and tossed down some magazines he grabbed.
"Open it up and see if you like it. I bought several a long time ago."
"You bought several? What for?" Robert grinned, "If one is good.
Several is better." She reached in her pocket and snapped open the
switchblade and sliced the tape away from the box. She opened the lid
and pulled out the gun. It was wrapped in cheescloth and had been
dipped in cosmoline. Sara gave Robert a disguted look. She had
cosmoline all over her hands. "This is real messy. "Yea we can get to
my favorite part. Cleaning the smokepole.", Robert said while grinning
and holding up a can of solvent. "Shall we begin?"
Mike walked down the hallway in the big adobe fort. He was going to
have to explain to Baron Sarris what happened. He walked down the
lonely hallway listeneing to his boots click on the stone floor. Above
him the lights flickered from the sputtering generator. He heard that a
sec patrol heard heavy gun fire earlier and had found about a hundred
dead stickies just outside the old airbase. They had also seen evidence
of two large wags but lost their trail. He turned a corner and stopped
in front of a large oak door. He took a deep breathe and opened the
door and stepped into a brightly lit room.
Baron Sarris was sitting at his desk facing the door. His head was bent
down while he was reading something. His long greasy gray locks spilled
over his head covering his pockmarked face. He looked up and his dark
brown eyes focused on Mike. "I understand the little detail you led
waltzed into a mine field. How did this happen?", the barons squeky
nasal voice drawled out real slowly. "I stopped to take a drink sir.
Lazar, took point and continued on ahead. I was not more than twenty
feet away when they hit the booby trap sir.", Mike said in a real
nervous voice. "That is okay you are being forgiven this time. Just
dont fuck up again.", a slow sultry voice from behind Mike voiced.
Mike glanced over his shoulder and saw Harridan step out of the
shadows. She was wearing tight black leather pants and ahalter top.
Her large cleavage swayed from side to side as she prowled across the
room. Here steel grey eyes locked on Mike and she flashed a vicious
Baron Sarris rose from the chair to his full heighth of five foot three
inches. He slammed his palm on the desk and screamed, "I want you to
find these outlander scum and bring them to me. Now get out!" Mike
klicked his heals and head out the door but he was stopped by Harriden.
"Be in my room in thirty minutes.", she said while licking her full
Mike walked down the hallway. He wondered what Harriden wanted of
him. Knowone really knew much about her. She was old but did not show
her age except for a fewstrands of grey hairs. Word was that she was a
witch and the secret behind Sarriss power. He shuddered and walked
down the hallway and thought how to kill some time.
Robert just finished showing Sara how to fieldstrip the gun when she
patted him on the arm and took off out the room. He heard her shout,
"My brother is awake and needs help." Robert shrugged his shoulder and
set the pistol parts in a small pan of solvent and left after Sara.
When he got to the room he saw that was already in the room easing her
brother back in bed. Robert noted that Sara had to haul ass pretty good
to make it to the room that quickly. He also wondered how powerful her
gift was. He straightened up and waved at Marcus. "Hi, Marcus you
okay?", he said. He heard a grunt of pain for a response. He bent over
and felt the kids forehead to see the kid was really warm. "Shit, he
is running a high fever. Sara, Ill be right back. I am going to go
fetch Steve.", he said while scooting out of the room. He ran up to the
intercom that was just across the haul. He punched the button and was
greeted by sparks. He felt electricity coarseup his arm and he jumped
back. His whole arm was completely numb and his heart was racing.
"Motherfucker!", he shouted. The intercom buttons glowed with life and
he could hear static on the speakers above him. He stepped up to the
mic and said, "Steve, get your ass up to Marcuss room asap.". He felt
someone tap him on the shoulder and Steve was standing next to him
laughing, "Whats the sitrep." "Damnit how did you get here so
quickly. Scared the shit out of me." "I was right up the hallway.
Watched you fry yourself and that damn intercom.", Steve said while
laughing harder. "The kid has gotten a little worse he has a fever."
Steve nodded his head and walked in the room. Robert stood there for a
second and massaged his arm. He heard a boot squek behind him and saw
Larry standing there with a grin on his face. "I cant belive after all
these years it takes the end of the world for you to finally get a
woman.", Larry chuckled. Robert smiled and laughed. "I still dont
know for sure how it happened.", Robert said chuckling. Larry shook his
head, "Take my fathers advice who was married for fifty years. Dont
think about it just enjoy it. If you try to figure out a woman, itll
drive you mad." Robert bust out laughing. "What if she figures you out
in less than a minute.", Robert said with a smile. "Well that is
another matter. She could really henpeck your ass that way, or...",
Larry stopped as Sara stopped out in the hallway. She leaned up against
the wall and sighed. Larry stepped up to Robert and whispered, "Or she
could make you really happy."
Steve stepped out of the room and walked up to Robert and Larry. "The
kid has some internal bleeding from what I can tell. Larry, do you think
you can do one of your homeopathy miracles. If not I think we should
freeze him till we find a doctor." Larry reached up and scrathed his
nose like he always did when he was under pressure. "Well, I could go
out and collect some herbs that I know helps with internal bleeding.
Dont know if it will work or not. I was going to ask Rob to go out
hunting with me." "Sounds like a good idea. We can kill two birds with
one stone. Get some meat for the larder and some plants.", Robert said.
Steve nodded and whispered, "Ill stay with the lad and keep him
comfortable. You might want to take Sara along though she gets in the
way a little bit." "Okay.", Rob said.
Robert turned to head down the hallway with Larry when he put his arm
around Sara and pulled her along. "Come on Sara, you can do more good
for your brother with us." He could feel her tense up then quickly
relax. He turned back to Larry and said, "Hey isnt Doctor Bradford
frozen back there?" "Yea he is but I would not thaw him out. He is the
Mengle of the nineties man.", Larry said in shock. Robert nodded his
head and walked over to the armory.
Guardians Part 2
Mike slowly opened the door to Harridans room and stepped in. The
room was darker inside than the hallway and it took a few minutes for
his eyes to adjust. He saw the nude form of Harridan rise up off a
couch. "You are late! Come over here and take your close off now!",
she commanded in a voice that sounded like grating steel. Mike quickly
dropped his pants and approached Harridan. She walked around him and
studied his form. "My, you gifted like your brother. Did you know he
was my lover?" she said while approaching him. Her hands reached down
and cupped his testicles and slowly carressed them. "No, I did not.
Drake never talked of his personal life with me." Harriden left a small
smile and then yanked down on Mikes testicles. "On your knees now."
Robert walked through the open door of the amory and was subconciuosly
whistiling Beethovens Symphony No. 9. "While you are at it could you
whistle Vivaldis Winter suite.", Larry said sourly. Robert broke out
into laughter. "You never did like Beethoven did you?" Sara walked
over to her CZ85 and started to put it togther. Robert noticed she was
haning a little trouble putting the gun back togheter and went over to
help. "Ill get it.", she said while smiling. Larry tossed a few boxes
of Federal 115GR JHP +P+ 9x19mm on the table. "Ill bet that was
Roberts gun. I remember when you got that hair in your ass over Czech
guns.", he said while looking at the CZ. "Yea, it is. I had several
lying around.", Robert said while digging around looking the room. "Hey
Larry I left the sixteen back in my room. Ill go grab it and meet you
two in the motorpool in a minute or two.", he said while walking out the
door. "Well, he seems happy today.", Larry said while tapping the
table. Sara blushed and quickly looked away. "Well, I suppose we will
go up in the mountains and try to get some deer. Unless you want to get
pig meat.", she said while looking at the FN P90 sitting on the table.
She heard rumbling and looked over behind her and saw Larry digging in a
large O.D. green cabinent. "Robert never did find you a holster did
he?", he said while handing her a belt and a holster. Here is a Bianchi
UM84 holster. It should fit in there just fine. There is some extra
magazine pouches in there. Grab them and lets go." He said while
walking out the door.
Robert jogged the motor pool and set his gear in the old military Jeep
sitting in the corner. He checked his watch and and then checked the
M60 GPMG mounted on the Jeep. He quickly flipped open the cover and
slapped in a new belt of ammo and squirted some LSA on the action. He
then checked the Jeep over. He tried starting it but the battery was
dead. He heard soft footsteps behind him and he looked in the mirror
and saw Larry approaching him. "Trying to sneak up on me Larry?", he
said with a grin. "I just wanted to see if you are a little rusty."
"Where is Sara?", Robert said with a worried look. "Ahh poor laddie.
You have really fallen for her havent you. She was behind me fumbling
trying to load her magazines.", Larry said with a grin. "I hear her
coming now.", Robert said as he heard a shriek and a curse come out of
the hallway. The two looked at each other and laughed. She walked
through the door sucking on her finger. "What happened. "I cut my
finger on a clip on the holster.", she said while looking at her
finger. "Looks like we have another victim of the dreaded alice clip.",
Larry said while sitting down in drivers seat of the Jeep. "I see you
found the FN P90.", Robert said looking at the boxy shaped personal
weapon. "Have you figured out how it works?", he said while starting to
push the Jeep. He watched as Sara slid a fully loaded magazine in the
gun and cocked it. "I think I can figure it out.", she said as Larry
let his foot of clutch and the Jeep started to life. "Hop in Sara!",
Robert yelled as he jumped up into the back of the little truck. She
ran over to the passenger side and hopped in. Larry pushed to door
opener and the Jeep roared out into the desert. Robert leaned back in
the seat and watched the desert unfold before him. He was always uneasy
when Larry drove because he had a lead foot. "We should head up in the
Catalinas and see if we can get some deer.", Larry said while slowing
down to cross a large arroyo. Robert felt his stomach lurch as Larry
floored the Jeep and jumped up the embankment. "Agreed, I the eating
pork and Javelinas are probably pretty tough meat too. By the way, easy
on the gas pedal Larry. I just saw my life flash before me back there.",
Robert said while finding his seat belt. Larry left a belly laugh and
slowed down some.