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“There, I’m afraid we can do little more for our friend until Duke and Shannon recover the robotic arm.” Said Reggie worrisomely before making his way over to the badly wounded caravan guard.
Without the necessary equipment, there was little more they could do for Syphon’s arm. The only way they could possibly help was merely to keep him stable for as long as possibly. A task which Reggie was becoming more and more fearful of.
What if they couldn’t find an arm? The ghouls most certainly had such a technology but what was to say they left such mechanically advanced equipment behind during their evacuation.
Reggie prepared the guards leg, readying it for a simple operation.
The mans right leg had been broken in the fight against the slayers, as far as Reggie could see in at least two places. A simple task was all that was needed to correct the problem, for the most part; time would be the healer of this injury.
Nat stood at Syphon’s side. She watched his hypnotic like vital signs traverse across the monitor.
Reggie glanced across to his assistant, “He’ll make it, have faith.” He said. “Now, I could use your assistance here.”
Nat smiled, letting go of Syphon’s hand she went to Reggie’s much needed aide.
Just as they were starting, they heard the faint humming of the elevator descending down before jolting to a stop on their level.
“Duke.” Nat exclaimed. She turned and rushed to the door to greet them but got one hell of a surprise instead.
“What on earth.” She muttered under her breath.
Approaching her was a large pale looking man with a serious expression on his face. In his arm, he carried a small, dwarf like guy who seemed to be just hanging there. Behind them Duke followed closely. If it wasn’t for Duke following them, Nat would have mostly likely freaked out by now.
She recognised the man, Pip as well. But how could it be possibly?
No, it couldn’t be, he was dead. She’d seen him die from the cyanide pill he’d taken in Talon’s tent.
As the three of them got closer, Duke made his way up front and placed a hand on Nat’s shoulder, “You are not going to believe this.”
Nat pushed up tightly against the wall as the Andy bot brushed past her, not wanting to get to close to the thing she stayed well back as it entered the room where Reggie was attending to the injured guard. As they passed Nat by, Pip threw her a smile from under the mans tightly gripped arm.
“We need a doctor.” The little man said smiling.
“Do you have the…” Reggie began but soon stopped when he noticed it wasn’t Duke and Shannon stood before him but some complete strangers, strangers which happened to remind him of something, something not to pleasant.
The ghoul stared at them. Duke who appeared standing next to them shrugged helplessly.
“Seems he needs a doctor.” Duke exclaimed.
The Andy bot dropped Pip to the ground.
“Fix.” Were the cyborg’s only words.
Pip walked casually forward to where Reggie stood in momentary shock. The ghoul was shocked yet curios at what stood before him. There, the little man proceeded to spill everything which had happened between him and the Andy bot since they left the camp to arriving down on the med levels.
A little confused, but Reggie understood the important parts.
“Well I’ll be damned.” Said Reggie. “Never would have dreamed to see one of these still in a functioning state.”
Reggie had heard of the Andy project but he’d never actually seen or come into contact with one of them. He’d never heard of any Andy bots surviving the war either and would have seriously doubted that anybody would hold knowledge or the technology to re-create such a being anymore. Well, up until now he did anyway.
He looked at the cyborg standing just in front. “If what you say is right, then the body part has died yet the robotic side thinks it’s still living.”
“I don’t see how I can help in anyway.” Answered Reggie, “The body is far beyond any medical help now. What you need is a bloody good technician”
“Wont listen.” Said Pip, “Just wants to be fixed.”
“What if we can’t fix it?” Asked Nat stepping in.
Before Reggie could answer Nat’s question, a panicking Luciel burst through the door. He bent over for a brief second, his rifle in hand whilst getting his breath back before speaking quickly.
“We got problems… up stairs.” he gasped. “Something attacked us, Serge managed to kill what ever the fuck it was… but we think there are more coming.”
“What was it?” Reggie asked quickly.
“We don’t know exactly, but it was big enough… got one of the scav’s and would have had away with some of the people up there… if it wasn’t for the big fella.”
“We need to get out… as fast as possible before something really bad happens.” Warned Luciel.
“We can go no where until a robotic arm is found, not to mention that it would be critically dangerous to move Keli.” Reggie exclaimed.
“Duke, go with him.” Nat added.
Duke grabbed his assault rifle, “Right, let’s go.” Things just kept getting worse in this god forsaken place.
Luciel turned, heading out of the door closely followed by Duke. They headed for the elevator but stopped suddenly, inches away from the elevator doors.
The elevator was making a faint humming noise, it was in motion.
Luciel pointed up to the lights above the door. “What the, that’s coming from down below.” He exclaimed.
“You know anybody down there?” He asked Duke who shook his head in response.
“Well who the fuck?.” Luciel exclaimed.
Then the elevator slowed down, on the panel it indicated a stop on this very floor.
“Oh shit, that’s stopping right here.” Duke shouted brining up his assault rifle towards the direction of the doors. Duke took a few paces back and dropped to one knee where the wall curved in. Peering round the corner, he trained his weapon on the elevator doors.
Luciel copied on the other side, Rogue’s rifle locked and loaded.
The two watched as the elevator slowly came to a stop on their level and the doors slid open with a shard hissing noise, revealing 4 soldiers; 3 men and a woman. They were well armed with heavy armour and had their weapons trained down the corridor.
The moment the elevator doors were far enough open to get a good look, the recon team noticed Luciel and Duke’s presence with their weapons aimed on their position.
“Oh shit.” Duke exclaimed. “Who ever the hell you are, drop those fucking guns.”
“Aint gonna happen amigo, we got you covered. Kill you at any moment.”
“Just try it asshole, I’ll drop you first.” Spat Luciel bravely.
“Drop your fucking weapons.” Duke repeated, now nearly yelling it at the armed men in the elevator.
Those still in the med labs heard the commotion. It was Nat who stepped out the room though, only to find her self in the middle of a tense situation and staring straight down the barrels of the Recon team’s weapons.
She cursed her luck, that was twice now she’d come out only to be thrown into some weird situation.
Noticing the men in the elevator, She barely contained her self from screamed. Cleary brought his rifle’s sights in line with Nat. “Don’t you move an inch.” He yelled.
“No don’t shoot,” Duke yelled back “She’s just a medic.”
“Drop your weapons. I won’t hesitate to order my men to fire.” Lyall said coldly. Whether the lieutenant would have actually opened fire or not was unknown but he’d seen this as a chance and went for it.
Duke looked back to where Nat was standing. She seemed nervous, nearly shaken.
Silence filled the air. A nerve racking tension hung between the two factions like a murky fog. Neither wanting to shoot or to step down. Duke knew that Nat’s life was at great risk if they tried anything, just as lieutenant Lyall knew that they wouldn’t be able to take them down without one of the two men getting at least one shot off which could be fatal to his team not to mention there could be more of them on this very level.
But it was Duke who made the first move. The fighter slowly stood up and lowered his weapon. He glanced to Luciel and nodded. The young boy reluctantly lowered his rifle which had been aimed between Lyall’s eyes.
“We’ve discarded our weapons, now you do the same.”
The lieutenant looked at the two men. They’d put their lives in his hands. If he wanted to, he could take all three of them down this very instant but he didn’t. Besides, they had a medic and he needed medical attention desperately.
He signalled to the rest of the recon team to lower their weapons and walked forward to where Duke and Luciel stood firmly.
“Lyall, Lieutenant Lyall, commanding officer of recon team zero one.” He said presenting him self, “And we are in great need of medical attention.”
Duke looked passed the Lieutenant and saw the female soldier unconscious in the lift. He also noticed the wounds both the lieutenant and one of the other soldiers were suffering from.
“Duke.” He replied, “ This is Luciel.”
“Well met, I think.” Replied the lieutenant. “You must forgive our entrance but believe me it was well justified.” Lyall jested his shoulder forward showing the deep gashes where the abomination had taken him down.
“Damn.” Duke exclaimed, “Well you better come this way then.” He said motioning towards where Nat was still stood watching.
“There, I’m afraid we can do little more for our friend until Duke and Shannon recover the robotic arm.” Said Reggie worrisomely before making his way over to the badly wounded caravan guard.
Without the necessary equipment, there was little more they could do for Syphon’s arm. The only way they could possibly help was merely to keep him stable for as long as possibly. A task which Reggie was becoming more and more fearful of.
What if they couldn’t find an arm? The ghouls most certainly had such a technology but what was to say they left such mechanically advanced equipment behind during their evacuation.
Reggie prepared the guards leg, readying it for a simple operation.
The mans right leg had been broken in the fight against the slayers, as far as Reggie could see in at least two places. A simple task was all that was needed to correct the problem, for the most part; time would be the healer of this injury.
Nat stood at Syphon’s side. She watched his hypnotic like vital signs traverse across the monitor.
Reggie glanced across to his assistant, “He’ll make it, have faith.” He said. “Now, I could use your assistance here.”
Nat smiled, letting go of Syphon’s hand she went to Reggie’s much needed aide.
Just as they were starting, they heard the faint humming of the elevator descending down before jolting to a stop on their level.
“Duke.” Nat exclaimed. She turned and rushed to the door to greet them but got one hell of a surprise instead.
“What on earth.” She muttered under her breath.
Approaching her was a large pale looking man with a serious expression on his face. In his arm, he carried a small, dwarf like guy who seemed to be just hanging there. Behind them Duke followed closely. If it wasn’t for Duke following them, Nat would have mostly likely freaked out by now.
She recognised the man, Pip as well. But how could it be possibly?
No, it couldn’t be, he was dead. She’d seen him die from the cyanide pill he’d taken in Talon’s tent.
As the three of them got closer, Duke made his way up front and placed a hand on Nat’s shoulder, “You are not going to believe this.”
Nat pushed up tightly against the wall as the Andy bot brushed past her, not wanting to get to close to the thing she stayed well back as it entered the room where Reggie was attending to the injured guard. As they passed Nat by, Pip threw her a smile from under the mans tightly gripped arm.
“We need a doctor.” The little man said smiling.
“Do you have the…” Reggie began but soon stopped when he noticed it wasn’t Duke and Shannon stood before him but some complete strangers, strangers which happened to remind him of something, something not to pleasant.
The ghoul stared at them. Duke who appeared standing next to them shrugged helplessly.
“Seems he needs a doctor.” Duke exclaimed.
The Andy bot dropped Pip to the ground.
“Fix.” Were the cyborg’s only words.
Pip walked casually forward to where Reggie stood in momentary shock. The ghoul was shocked yet curios at what stood before him. There, the little man proceeded to spill everything which had happened between him and the Andy bot since they left the camp to arriving down on the med levels.
A little confused, but Reggie understood the important parts.
“Well I’ll be damned.” Said Reggie. “Never would have dreamed to see one of these still in a functioning state.”
Reggie had heard of the Andy project but he’d never actually seen or come into contact with one of them. He’d never heard of any Andy bots surviving the war either and would have seriously doubted that anybody would hold knowledge or the technology to re-create such a being anymore. Well, up until now he did anyway.
He looked at the cyborg standing just in front. “If what you say is right, then the body part has died yet the robotic side thinks it’s still living.”
“I don’t see how I can help in anyway.” Answered Reggie, “The body is far beyond any medical help now. What you need is a bloody good technician”
“Wont listen.” Said Pip, “Just wants to be fixed.”
“What if we can’t fix it?” Asked Nat stepping in.
Before Reggie could answer Nat’s question, a panicking Luciel burst through the door. He bent over for a brief second, his rifle in hand whilst getting his breath back before speaking quickly.
“We got problems… up stairs.” he gasped. “Something attacked us, Serge managed to kill what ever the fuck it was… but we think there are more coming.”
“What was it?” Reggie asked quickly.
“We don’t know exactly, but it was big enough… got one of the scav’s and would have had away with some of the people up there… if it wasn’t for the big fella.”
“We need to get out… as fast as possible before something really bad happens.” Warned Luciel.
“We can go no where until a robotic arm is found, not to mention that it would be critically dangerous to move Keli.” Reggie exclaimed.
“Duke, go with him.” Nat added.
Duke grabbed his assault rifle, “Right, let’s go.” Things just kept getting worse in this god forsaken place.
Luciel turned, heading out of the door closely followed by Duke. They headed for the elevator but stopped suddenly, inches away from the elevator doors.
The elevator was making a faint humming noise, it was in motion.
Luciel pointed up to the lights above the door. “What the, that’s coming from down below.” He exclaimed.
“You know anybody down there?” He asked Duke who shook his head in response.
“Well who the fuck?.” Luciel exclaimed.
Then the elevator slowed down, on the panel it indicated a stop on this very floor.
“Oh shit, that’s stopping right here.” Duke shouted brining up his assault rifle towards the direction of the doors. Duke took a few paces back and dropped to one knee where the wall curved in. Peering round the corner, he trained his weapon on the elevator doors.
Luciel copied on the other side, Rogue’s rifle locked and loaded.
The two watched as the elevator slowly came to a stop on their level and the doors slid open with a shard hissing noise, revealing 4 soldiers; 3 men and a woman. They were well armed with heavy armour and had their weapons trained down the corridor.
The moment the elevator doors were far enough open to get a good look, the recon team noticed Luciel and Duke’s presence with their weapons aimed on their position.
“Oh shit.” Duke exclaimed. “Who ever the hell you are, drop those fucking guns.”
“Aint gonna happen amigo, we got you covered. Kill you at any moment.”
“Just try it asshole, I’ll drop you first.” Spat Luciel bravely.
“Drop your fucking weapons.” Duke repeated, now nearly yelling it at the armed men in the elevator.
Those still in the med labs heard the commotion. It was Nat who stepped out the room though, only to find her self in the middle of a tense situation and staring straight down the barrels of the Recon team’s weapons.
She cursed her luck, that was twice now she’d come out only to be thrown into some weird situation.
Noticing the men in the elevator, She barely contained her self from screamed. Cleary brought his rifle’s sights in line with Nat. “Don’t you move an inch.” He yelled.
“No don’t shoot,” Duke yelled back “She’s just a medic.”
“Drop your weapons. I won’t hesitate to order my men to fire.” Lyall said coldly. Whether the lieutenant would have actually opened fire or not was unknown but he’d seen this as a chance and went for it.
Duke looked back to where Nat was standing. She seemed nervous, nearly shaken.
Silence filled the air. A nerve racking tension hung between the two factions like a murky fog. Neither wanting to shoot or to step down. Duke knew that Nat’s life was at great risk if they tried anything, just as lieutenant Lyall knew that they wouldn’t be able to take them down without one of the two men getting at least one shot off which could be fatal to his team not to mention there could be more of them on this very level.
But it was Duke who made the first move. The fighter slowly stood up and lowered his weapon. He glanced to Luciel and nodded. The young boy reluctantly lowered his rifle which had been aimed between Lyall’s eyes.
“We’ve discarded our weapons, now you do the same.”
The lieutenant looked at the two men. They’d put their lives in his hands. If he wanted to, he could take all three of them down this very instant but he didn’t. Besides, they had a medic and he needed medical attention desperately.
He signalled to the rest of the recon team to lower their weapons and walked forward to where Duke and Luciel stood firmly.
“Lyall, Lieutenant Lyall, commanding officer of recon team zero one.” He said presenting him self, “And we are in great need of medical attention.”
Duke looked passed the Lieutenant and saw the female soldier unconscious in the lift. He also noticed the wounds both the lieutenant and one of the other soldiers were suffering from.
“Duke.” He replied, “ This is Luciel.”
“Well met, I think.” Replied the lieutenant. “You must forgive our entrance but believe me it was well justified.” Lyall jested his shoulder forward showing the deep gashes where the abomination had taken him down.
“Damn.” Duke exclaimed, “Well you better come this way then.” He said motioning towards where Nat was still stood watching.
