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Chapter Four - Hello, My Name Is...

Posted by Mast3rMind - December 15th, 2008


"Sarai had decided to leave at the right time."

I thought to myself. As ironic as it sounds, myself and General Mao could agree on one thing. That women do infact hold up the stars. But my mind had quickly faded from that thought as soon as I came to realize that the building was being riddled with bullets.

Dangan - What the hell are we going to do?!

BBM - I have no idea man. We're completely surrounded!

I may have been the only one that wasn't bothered with the sound of gunfire. When you grow used to hearing bullets being shot, from all types of weapons. You'll eventually start hearing something else from it...

Mast3rMind - Lars Ulrich, Rick Allen, John Dolmayan, Travis Barker, and Jaska Raatikainen.

Dangan - What the hell are you spouting names for? Can't you hear all the gunfire out there?

Mast3rMind - Not really. I hear drums. I compare each weapon to speed and delivery. Recoil as well. So in other words. We're dealing with a MP-40, %u0160korpion vz. 61, FMK-3, and a Suomi M/31. I don't know who sent these people but a lot of those weapons are foriegn and out of date.

BBM - Got any ideas?

Mast3rMind - Well, since this place is one places Wade used to go. A good place for us to go would be the basement. I'm sure we'll find something of use there.

BBM/Dangan - Sounds like a plan.

We all began to leave the room. As adrenaline was pumping wildly at the wrong time. Every step took longer than expected as we wondered if they had stormed the building yet...

Dangan - Mind telling me why we took the stairs?

Mast3rMind - Treat this situation like a fire. Wouldn't like to have some room if they started shooting at you?

Dangan - You've got a point.

BBM - The last thing we need is to be cornered by these people.

We made it all the way down to the lobby to hear a loud banging. Apparently the deadbolt placed upon it was too much for these idiots...

BOOMOOOOOOOOOO!

The door was blasted open as debris and smoke began to fill the room...

Man - Kill them all! Spare not one person!

The adrenaline was still going strong as we quickly gathered our wits with our mind on thing...

Dangan - BASEMENT!

We ran frantically as bullets were fired at us. Like mini missiles they zoomed past our heads missing as we were silently grateful none had hit anyone of us. We had finally reached the basement which had turned out to be larger than anyone of us had expected. We saw a room called Armory and had realized that my hunch was correct. It seems that Wade bought a lot of new weaponry in case Obama really did take his guns away. Ha!

BBM - There's enough weapons here to start a bloody war with.

Dangan - We don't have enough time notice the small things. We should form a barricade and find another way out of here.

Mast3rMind - Are you sure there is another one?

BBM - I think I heard that there was. That Wade had one formed somewhere around here for salvation in case he ever pissed off his wife again.

Mast3rMind - Well, she does wear army boots.

Dangan/BBM - Ha ha ha!

BOOM!

A grenade was dropped rocking all of us as well as letting us all know that our time was short.

Dangan - I got an idea. I'm willing to bet that these bastards aren't too smart. This armory doesn't really have that strong of a lock. So why don't we roll these stack of rockets by the door?

BBM - Bloody brilliant!

BBM and Dangan started loading rockets next to the door while I started looking for the exit. I got lucky and found it. There had been another room below the floor of the basement as I dropped into the room to notice all the ramen any college student would die for. As I peered my head above the floor with an idea...

Mast3rMind - See those duffle bags over there. Toss one down here. I'll gather some food, you two put the weapons and ammo in two other bags. And please be quick about it. There's an elevator leading to another way out of here.

BBM/Dangan - Understood!

Time was ticking, and sweat was dropping as I started to hear the sound of the frustrated people who were trying to kill us were having problems finding us...

Dangan - We're done!

Dangan and BBM and made their way to the room I was in as I had closed the entry way to it afterwards and hit the button of elevator waiting for it come down. It took ten seconds but it felt as if two minutes had passed. The elevator was clear so we could see everything around us. We huddled on to it heading up hoping that the people trying to kill us hadn't approaced the armory yet. The elevator didn't have anything to let us know if were half way to the top or nowhere near as I began to hear...

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!

We were all rocked and the elevator started to shake.

Dangan - Look down!

We all did as we started to see the flames steadily chasing us up the shaft.

DING!

We all jumped out of the elevator onto the grass as we turned and noticed that it was all on fire. What luck has struck us during this time of confusion? As we were all laid out for the moment exhausted...

Mast3rMind - Everyone Ok?

FAAAAAARRRRRRT!

We all looked at BBM.

BBM - Hey, I had nothing but black coffee and beans all day. I'm slightly poor!

Mast3rMind/Dangan - Ha ha ha!

We all got up some time after and started running through the woods...

BBM - We can't rest out here. We have to find some shelter or something. Maybe even some wheels.

Dangan - Where would we go? Ebaumsworld?

No answer was given as of yet and we continued to tread through the bushes on to a highway...

Mast3rMind - I say we hitch a ride.

Dangan - Who can we trust?

BBM - No one but ourselves really. But there is a slight chance that everything that happened to us ended there and that these weapons aren't necessary.

A car then pulled up besides us as the driver and rolled his window down. He drove an SUV.

Driver - You guys need a ride?

We all looked at each other unsure of how to answer...

Driver - I'll drive you guys wherever you need to go.

I got tired of being indecisive...

Mast3rMind - Sure. We were camping and got lost. The matter was made worse when someone stole our car.

Driver - A shame. Get in then. I'll take you back to my house and get you all settled there.

Mast3rMind - Cool, thanks.

We were still unsure about this man's kindness but a ride was a ride as we put our bags in the back and got in...

Dangan - Thanks man.

Driver - No problem.

BBM - Why help us out?

Driver - Why not, isn't it the Christian thing to do?

Mast3rMind - I suppose...

Being Agnostic I try my hardest not to grin heavily...

Dangan - We can't keep talking without a name. Who are you?

Driver - Ah...my apologies. Let's start over. Hello, my name is Brandon, but people call me Leroy.

He then played Bodyjar's Too Drunk To Drive as we disappeared into the night...

Stayed tuned for the next chapter in my next post.


Comments

Starts out great, but it seems the poetic parts of this piece just get fewer and fewer the further it goes. More dialogue and action, no imaginative descriptions, brings down the suspense a bit. Good story otherwise, keep it going!

Indeed. But it'll get better as the story progresses. I had to lay down some ground work to keep it it tightly knit so I don't end up overtyping.

Thanks for putting me in so early.

Coincidentally, although I put nothing about it on the "bio" post, I freaking love Bodyjar. Primarily "Time to Grow Up", "Too Drunk to Drive", and I'll always have a special place in my heart (as far as music goes) for "Not the Same"

Keep it going!

Since I am adding people into this story I will go into their profiles and see what everyone likes while trying to incorporate that into the story somehow. I'm glad you like the story so far.

There has to be a better onomatopoeia than "FART".

There's plenty. And after thinking about it within a minute. That was suitable.

Can I be in the story?

Make a bio, let me know what you'd want to be called. And I'll see about putting you in.

I Feel you aren't giving this the same strength as some of your previous writing *_*