| From: | "Michael R. Goldberg" <mrgoldbe@**.NETCOM.COM> |
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| Subject: | Cold fire.... |
| Date: | Sun, 2 Mar 1997 19:23:42 -0600 |
as I attract death for my friends. Sigh, I, Midnight, am getting
ahead of myself as always. Death is just a natural expression of our
line work. I wonder if I will ever get use to it.
I'm sure glad I now have the Wanderer chasing after me. Makes me feel
wanted. I can't save my fragging friends, but I sure can let someone
chase me real good.
The Mighty Quinn and I tried. We were just to late. So was that
jester who is calling himself Death. Maybe he was in time, and I don't
just understand. He arrived just as I lost another friend.
I should have never interfered. While it would have been hard to turn
my back on my friend, I don't even have a fragging video to show his
last minutes.
It was actually one of our better set up ambushes, which means, as
Doomsday could tell you, it worked fine until the first bullet was
fired. A old friend, named Geiger, and his gang decided to help us
out. The set up was brilliant. All sorts of toys he had to play with.
Doc got us set up real good despite the short amount of time we had.
Didn't have much time before others started showing up to. They
figured they had us cornered. So they didn't push. They expect only
one reinforcement. They should have known better.
I should have known better. I fragging pointed out our location to any
decker worth their salt. And so they had a wildcard, too: the
Wanderer. He may have killed plenty of people before, and for that he
should be punished, but I have new reason to want to see him dead. I
get ahead of myself.
In the short hours before the storm, Geiger and his miracle workers set
up shop. We had nasties on every exit and two planned escape routes.
FireWraith showed up and we told her the plan. She didn't like it, but
promised to make contact with The Mighty Quinn and act accordingly.
How the fight started was by Death announcing his presence and all
hell unleashing. Despite our defenses, they came in a unceasing flood.
Anyone willing to kill was there, and we did God's wetwork. Blitzkrieg,
Geiger and his crew, and myself gave it all that we could. We never
even got close to our first choice for exists. Which I suppose is
good, because if we did, we would have never made it to our alternative
exit. You would have to ask FireWraith or The Mighty Quinn, what they
saw, because I have no clue. I didn't feel like asking and they didn't
really feel like talking.
The Wanderer ambushed us at the secondary exit. I will never in all my
life, forget what happened. A bunch of lowlifes managed to catch up to
us and opened fire right as Blitzkrieg found out about the Wanderer.
The Wanderer wasted no time and neither did the trailers. Blitzkrieg
never had a prayer. FireWraith and The Mighty Quinn managed to
come up and break the tide, but they were to late! Tried as we could
with all our magical and nonmagical know-how, we couldn't save him!
So now, the Wanderer chases me. There will be a time, and there will
be Death and Revenge. And when it is done, there will be no more
Wandering for you, street trash. I promise you. Even if I have to die
to do it.
Thanks, Keys. For posting this for me and for the other stuff that you
and Geiger and your pals have done for me. I'll never forget it.
Thanks FireWraith, The Mighty Quinn, and even you too, Death. I owe
you one. And Death, I _WILL_ collect from you. ]<<<<<
-- Keys <00:49:23/03-03-58>
>>>>>[ NO! ]<<<<<
-- Scourge <00:50:00/03-03-58>
***** Private: the Wanderer
>>>>>[ Where is Blitzkrieg's headware? ]<<<<<
-- Sentinel <00:51:32/03-MAR-58>
***** Private: Sentinel
>>>>>[ Tell Mr. Johnson, that by the time I had caught up again, they
had the body incinerated, cyber and all. There wasn't enough
functional cyberware left to make a golf ball with. So know I follow
Midnight to see if he obtained the knowledge you seek. God lights my
path. I will not fail again. ]<<<<<
-- the Wanderer <00:54:28/03-03-58>
***** Private: Scourge
>>>>>[ Midnight's playing a strange game. He knows he doesn't have
a huge lead on the Wanderer, but he is playing like he is going to win
still.
He running with a bunch of people I have never seen before. He
arranged a meet between Puppet and Geiger. She opted to work for
Geiger. So Midnight owes me too. Wrecker was pretty devastated. I'm
not having much luck tracking down any real leads on my end of the
mess. The people who hit me were good, and didn't brag about it.
I'm sorry to hear about Blitzkrieg. I figured it was best if it came
from Midnight. Midnight is taking it real bad. Right now he is being
purely driven by revenge and hate. I wonder how much longer before he
does something really stupid and get himself Deed.
Maybe I should just disappear. Seems safer. When the Wanderer came
sniffing, I almost didn't dodge in time. Despite his looks, that man
is sharp and dangerous. ]<<<<<
-- Gunner <01:00:00/03-03-58>
***** Private: Legion
>>>>>[ Find that place that they had that damn mass burial for the
Germany mess, and station your men there. I expect they will try and
bury the ashes of Blitzkrieg there. Mr. Johnson does not want failure
this time. She wants Midnight alive. Anybody else in the area is your
play toys. Teach them to appreciate Death. ]<<<<<
-- Sentinel <01:06:23/03-MAR-58>
