| From: | Mike Goldberg <m_goldberg@**.COLORADO.EDU> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Kor is found! (Part 1) |
| Date: | Mon, 12 Dec 1994 18:29:27 MST |
informed me that it should be safe to release this. Scourge managed to somehow
track down Shadowfox's vague hint, to pointing toward where a pick-up would be.
After that, and merging various facts gleamed from non-encrypted information
here, he gave us location of the target extraction. Here's the video. I must
give him credit, he even managed to track down what others involved in the mess
were doing. I hope you enjoy watching this.
+++++ Start video.
You see the inside of a van. It's a fairly spacious one at that, that is
nicely furnished. Driving is, a young man whose head looks like it was shaven
recently. He has about 2 days growth of blond hair on his face. The screen
briefly flashes, "Blitzkrieg." He seems to be calmly driving. Out of the
window you catch a glimpse of the surrounding city. They seem to be in
downtown area, heading toward a richer part of town. You can see two marines
patrolling and everybody seems to be giving them a wide berth.
In the passenger seat, is another human. This one looks a little bit worse
from aging, but you immediately recognize him. His face is covered in a
black-scarred grid. You don't really recall, how he earned it, but you sort of
get the feeling, that it doesn't truly matter any more. The screen flashes
"Scarface" for a brief moment, even though it was pretty obvious. He seems to
be calmly staring out the passenger's tinted window watching the buildings flow
by.
In the back is the middle-aged elf that you recognize as DragonEyes. He must
be traveling a lot, for the last time you saw him -- a mere month ago he was in
Seattle, and then went to Pittsburgh right before the "earthquake" hit. You
can see that he is pretty worn out, by the fact that he doesn't even seem to
notice what the person next to him is doing.
Looking at the person, a troll, you wonder what was the last occasion you had
to see him. He looks familiar, and then it clicks. You are looking at
Doomsday, save that he is clean shaven, and has shaved his head again. He is
calmly cleaning a gun of some sort.
---
The scene shifts, to a small generic private plane landing at an airfield.
After the plane lands and taxi's a little it stops. Quickly scanning around,
you note with some amusement that this obviously isn't a strip that the light
is shining on. Too many security type guys (and gals) running around. You see
a tall human male come out of the plane. Unfortunately, at this distance it is
impossible to make out what he is saying. You can tell he is either addressing
the plane or people inside it though. As he finishes talking you get a better
look at him. He is wearing a good set of camoflauge that would work
beautifully in the mountains. Ironically, the mountains are only in the
background. He has black hair that is shaved on the sides and back, but is
real long up top. That part streams back into a pony-tail. The armor cleverly
made into what looks like decently heavy-duty stuff is also camoflogue in the
same pattern. Slung over one shoulder is some sort of Remington Shotgun (maybe
a 990), and he has a pistol in its holster at his waist.
You watch as he calmly converses with some of the guards, as other people
unload a vehicle, an Hondai Offroader. It looks pretty beat-up, like it has
seen some heavy action, but you also get the sense that it will probably get
the job done. The screen finally flashes a name at you: Tunnel-rat, and you
assume that it is the guy in camoflauge and not all the security brats running
around.
---
"Alright, listen up. The target, wanted for the murder of his father, has
decided to turn himself in. We suspect that it should be a cake-walk and yet
he did kill his father, so be careful. He is a known mage. You all know your
assignments. We have to do it quickly and quietly, because we aren't supposed
to be here. Any questions?"
A male human looks up. You can see the greeness in him, yet still something
makes you pause and think. Click. These guys are Sioux Wildcats. The
greenie, while a little nervous is definitely not wet behind the ears. "Sir,
are their no changes in our orders?"
"No. If we cannot take him, then we have been ordered to kill him, and then do
cover up."
The human nods. You can see a dangerous gleam in his eyes. You are starting
to get the feeling, that you should watch out if this one came gunning for you.
What he lacks for in experience, has been etched into him by way of training
simulations. Maybe he shouldn't be considered green at all.
---
Blitzkrieg: "We here." He looks back at the others. You note that Doomsday
has put whatever he was cleaning into a suitcase. "Is everything set?"
Doomsday: "Gun should be fine. It's been a long time, dough. I would suggest
runnin' it drough your own checks too. No time ta run real-time tests on it."
Blitzkrieg nods.
Scarface: Is your gun set too Doomsday?
Doomsday nods. "It be all set. Can't wait ta try it out."
DragonEyes: "Hopefully you won't have to snipe anyone. Scourge, any sign of
surprises?"
A dry voice rasps in: "Pussycats have arrived. They look famished. Expect
trouble. Also they seem to know where to go. I suggest extract team follow
them in. Carefully."
DragonEyes clears his throat. "Just great. Let's move!"
Rapidly all four of them pick up various stuff and head out.
---
You hear the whine of a rover being pushed hard. A gruff voice says, "Frag it
all man, we're going to be late to meet Tunnel-Rat."
Another voice, barely heard above the sound of the motor, "We'll just have to
cover his back then."
Gruff voice responds: "Great. Back-up duty. Just what I wanted."
---
You see a squad of 5 heavily built humans, lead by a female, walk quickly down
the street. They are giving off the air of not to be fragged with, though you
suspect that they are highly aware of what they are doing. One thing they
don't seem to be aware of is two people joining the flow of traffic. One a
particualarly elder human, and what looks like a sickly man clinging to him.
Everybody seems to be giving them a wide berth to. They are heading in the
same direction as the "street thugs" but seem to be making a little slower
pace. The thugs never give any sign that they know of their existance. It
takes a little bit to see, but you can see the distinctive scar-like grid
covering the sickly-man's back of neck. If you didn't know better, you would
guess that person was Scarface.
---
Doomsday: "Look-out 1 in position. Settin' up now. Good luck guys, over."
Blitzkrieg: "Drek. Beat me again Doomsday. Ah well, Look-out 2 in position.
Target is sighting pretty, in what looks like a ritual circle of some sort.
Over."
(You note the noticable lack in emotion in the last sentence. And you wonder
for probably not the last time, how stable is Blitzkrieg?)
Doomsday: "Got picture of target, and an indian person. Target is wearing what
looks like bear skins. He shaman, over?"
Scourge: "Negative. Known Hermetic though. Known to be unstable and most
likely under influence of drugs. Keep eyes sharp. Over."
You hear two sets of clicks in confirmation.
DragonEyes: "We're in."
Scourge: "Head to 5th floor if possible. Otherwise go one above and drop down.
Sioux will arrive before you. Another person in camoflague is entering. Joker
has a shotgun, and is not wearing urban-camo. Consider dangerous. He will be
making noise if he fires. Over."
Scarface: "Roger, will be careful. Hitting stairs now."
Blitzkrieg: "Set up complete. Awaiting further instructions. Over."
Doomsday: "Same here, over."
Scourge: "Cut noise down. <click-click>"
---
Tunnel-rat looks carefully around the corner. You see him start toward
something, then hearing something else flattens against the wall. A japense
woman is talking to another one, and they are both slowly walking down the
corridor. You are amazed at the guys luck. Not only did the women not notice
T-rat, he didn't get noticed by another human (this one distinctly not japense)
watching the women.
Tunnel-Rat seeing the observer stays quiet, and doesn't move until after the
guy moves away.
---
"Sir, our rigger reports that they are on the patio on this floor. One is
sitting in a circle. Is target. The other is an indian. Don't know what
complications he will add."
"Very well. If we have to kill target, then kill him too. We cannot afford to
have witnesses."
---
You view a rooftop for the first time. It's in the city, and as such the air
isn't anything great, yet it is still impressive. There are two humans on the
roof. One is sitting lotus style in a very ornamental ritual circle. His
eyes, dark brown, are glassy, and it is quite possible that he might be under
the influence of something or other. The screen flashes, "Kor." Kor has bear
skins covering him, and is wearing absolutely nothing else. You can get a
brief glimpse of his black hair that is braided into several seperate strands.
Kor is actually in pretty good shape. It looks like he too is a victim of
believing that working out everyday is a good thing.
The other indian, is an elder human male. His body is pretty lean, and is
wearing all leather. You can see wisdom in his eyes, yet there seems to be an
eagerness about him. Almost like he is expecting something to happen. The
screen flashes, "Treebear."
All of a sudden, Treebear looks up and smiles. "It begins."
The doors leading to the deck burst open, and out come 6 people that scream
training/experience in doing such manuevers. Quickly they spread out, covering
all angels.
One male, obviously the commander from the age of him says, "Jason Stormwind,
you are under arrest for killing your father. Do you wish to come quietly to
be put on trial, or do you want to make this hard?"
Kor, very quietly says, "I'm sorry for having troubled you, b --"
The door bursts open, and Tunnel-Rat comes out, and almost looses his lunch as
he sees everyone focus on him. He stammers, "Kor you can't!"
Kor: I must do what you must.
*Scourge* Spotter 1, take out leader. Wind information is NW, 5 knots.
*Blitzkrieg* Order confirmed. Prepare fireworks.
*Scarface* Arrived in position. Opposition unaware.
*Scourge* DragonEyes move down to intercept if they retreat.
<click-click>
Kor: I'm afraid you have come for nothing, for I am innocent.
Leader: Then you won't mind standing trial, to prove --
The leader never finishes his statement, as he spins around from something
impacting him. You never even hear the shot. Quickly reviewing the scene, you
realize that it was a perfect, two-shot sniper job.
The Sioux all get down low.
*Doomsday* Target is neutralized. Survival percentage 4%. Immediate threat
0%.
*DragonEyes* In position.
*Scarface* The male to the left of the female is magically active. Kill him.
*Doomsday* I got clear shot. Wind info?
*Scourge* Slightly increased. Measuring 6 knots to the NW.
*Doomsday* Death incomin'.
The female screams as bullets tear into the male next to her. She raises a
cry, "Then it is settled -- at--" And she freezes in position, unable to get
any movement in.
*Blitzkrieg* Target neutralized. Never had a prayer. Survival percentage
bloody unlikely.
Tunnel-rat spins, draws his gun, and fires at a person directly behind
Treebear. The startlement on Treebear's face is more than worth having sat
through all the rest of this so far.
*Scourge* Human in camo seems to be on our side against them. Probably will
think you re-enforcements for them.
*Scarface* We'll see. Adding to confusion. Going in.
Treebear is being circled by one Wildcat, the rest seem to be converging around
Tunnel-Rat. In a blur it switches from any possible gunfight to a melee brawl.
T-rat is surrounded by 3 Wildcats. He is using his rifle as an effective club.
You hear distantly the breaking of a window, but you are to readily engrossed
in the thumping that Tunnel-Rat is dealing out and receiving to pay much
attention.
Scarface lands ungracefully, and after pulling himself up, let's off a quick
spell. The lady, who was facing Treebear, never even knew what hit her. One
minute she was standing, and the next she is down on the ground, with probably
a bruise where she hit.
Scarface looks at the Indian and says, "Who are you?"
Treebear merely responds, "You aren't the one I expected."
Scarface says, "Life is full of surprises. Get out of my way, so I can get Kor
out of here."
Treebear just stares at him. One of the sioux Wildcats looks over at them. He
gives a start, and says something into the radio. He then charges them.
*Scourge* Wind 6 Knots, NNW direction.
The guy stops as one shot nails him in the chest, and then is driven back into
Tunnel-rat who falls over, effectively dodging another blow that was also
headed his way.
*Blitzkrieg* Mine hit first!
*Doomsday* Bastard.
Tunnel-Rat rolls out from under avoiding a blow. He raises his shotgun and
chambers a round and aims the gun at Scarface.
Tunnel-Rat: You move toward Kor, I kill you.
Scarface: Any of us -- hmmm? I'm impressed.
(You note with amusement that Scarface doesn't move any closer to Kor though.)
Scarface pulls out a pistol, while Tunnel-Rat rolls to the ground and shoots
Scarface. Scarface falls to the ground. One of the two remaining Sioux, fires
off a shot directly at Kor, but it doesn't reach him. Something blocked it.
Something that you can't see. Both look at each other and flee.
They enter the room, and one immediately gets squirted by something. He
immediately trips and screams in agony. The other one snarls, and slams into
an elf standing there. (It happens to be DragonEyes with the squirt gun in his
hand). DragonEyes obviously wasn't expected hit, and ends up flat on the
ground.
*Doomsday and Blitzkrieg* DREK!
*Doomsday* I got the one by Kor!
*Blitzkrieg* I'll get the one headed downside!
*Scourge* Wind 6k, NW.
Tunnel-Rat moves toward Scarface. And falls to the ground as a bullet slams
into his right kneecap blowing it out. There is a look of utter amazement.
And then another shot slams into his left hand, causing him to drop his
shotgun.
The Sioux draws a gun and in mid-draw, sees a bullet slam into the wall next to
him. He flinches, and bolts. DragonEyes gets up slowly, obviously still out
of it.
*Scourge* Better recover quick, Scarface down, and more Sioux heading toward
you.
Quickly DragonEyes reaches down, and duct tapes the man to the floor. You
think you hear him mutter, "I'll be damned, there is actually a use for this
stuff."
Treebear moves over to start tending Scarface. DragonEyes shortly comes out,
and looks around. You can see he is visibly saddened by the carnage. Treebear
looks up at him and says, "So you have finally arrived. This scarred one, is
he a friend of yours? (DragonEyes nods). I'll heal him up."
DragonEyes quickly does a field dressing on Tunnel-rat. Any paramedic that
happens to be watching can tell that he has a lot of skill and know-how to pull
off the job in the little amount of time that DE just did. Unfortunately,
Tunnel-rat isn't going to just walk away from the scene unless someone carries
him.
*DragonEyes* I'll need help carrying Kor out.
*Blitzkrieg* En route, be there within 3 minutes.
*Doomsday* Cleanin' up site. Will have autopilot get van ta ya, since I can't
drive da fraggin' ding.
*Scourge* ETA of re-enforcements 4 minutes. ETA of police forces 2 minutes.
Better move quickly. Blitzkrieg, I suggest blow cover.
<click-click>
DragonEyes: "That should hold him for a while for a real treatment.
Unfortunately, no time for better. I'll leave him in your care. Time grows
short, authorities are on way."
Treebear (nods. You see a gleam of excitement in his eyes): "She tells me that
you will take care of him. Take your time with him, he hurts in places where
even she cannot heal him. Yes, you are the one to keep him safe...He is needed
later. Now git outta here before them other folk come back for him with more
power."
DragonEyes lifts up Kor. You can tell that Kor barely has a clue as to what is
going on. Blitzkrieg comes flying through the door. He is wearing mostly
black but you can see that his left hand is completely cybernetic.
Blitzkrieg (looking at Scarface): Is he going to be okay?
Treebear: In time. He won't die by being carried.
Blitzkrieg nods, and picks up Scarface. He takes just barely enough time to
pick up Scarface's gun and then DragonEyes, Kor and him make as quick as
possible time as allowed.
+++++ Interrupt video
There is a little bit more, but I think it is high time for my 15 minute coffee
break. I'll send the rest real soon. ]<<<<<
-- Scourge <17:30:30/12-12-55>
