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 Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 4:19 pm
Aleksander whipped off his tinted shades and focused on the blackness as a rather bewildered spectre operative rushed around the corner in an attempt to avoid the charging centaur.
The heavily armoured body hit the floor with a crash as the ancient man recoiled his fist, shaking his hand briefly.
"That's gunna leave one hell of a mark."
Alek leant down and picked the Spectre operative back up to his feet, holding him up by the shoulder straps of his body armour to get a better look at him.
"You're new to spectre then kid?"
He looked over the damage he'd just done by punching the new recruit's night vision goggles.
"Two black eyes? Jesus that's gotta sting... I think I'll call you panda... Get it?"
He laughed at his own joke as the barely conscious man gave a small smile.
"You like that one eh? Well, I've got another."
The 10,000 year old dropped the newly dubbed 'Panda' and stomped on his earpiece that'd fallen out.
"Get the hell out of here or you new nickname will be engraved on your tombstone."
'Panda' nodded and started running for the exit.
"You sure as hell got that one... Tell the others I said 'Hi' would ya?."
Aleksander turned away from the new recruit and laughed to himself.
"I just love ******** with the newbies."
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 3:38 pm
Bhaltair trotted round the corner, still holding his swords in both hands. He had heard the 'exchange' between Alek & the newly nicknamed Panda & shook his head slightly.
"It's not wise to play with your enemies Alek, they could come back to bite you."
Though he still couldn't see in the darkness, the centaur turned his head from left to right. It had been much to easy to take out those men, even if they hadn't been prepared for his charge, so there must be more experienced soldiers elsewhere in the facility. With the enemy having the advantage of night vision, the pair would have to be extra careful.
"So what's the plan my friend? I can help you to escape this place.
Lewis grinned as he listened to Angela, not believing his luck - so she was looking for him huh? Well, who was he to disappoint? Gently he slipped an arm behind her back, lifting her slightly.
"You were lookin' for me? Why might that be? Come on, let's get you up off the floor."
Taking her weight on his arm, the incubus raised Angela to her feet, smiling a little even though it was dark & she would be unable to see. He was a little surprised by how quickly she'd been taken in by him, considering her reaction to him at first.
"Wonder what made the lights go out...?"
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 12:11 pm
Aleksander picked up the silenced MP5 that Panda had dropped during their encounter and checked how much ammunition was left.
"I'll take my chances."
He slotted the magazine back into the sub-machinegun and hummed.
"Well, the only person who really knows Spectre tactics other than Spectre is me."
Years ago, back when Aleksander owned the Angelus corporation, he took charge of training a group of soldiers in order to create a single squad of elite troops which could handle any combat situation with ease.
12 people, both men and women, were selected for the top secret squad, which would require them all to leave their past lives behind and live undercover. The cover story was that they all died in a plane crash at sea, so no evidence had to be produced.
At the core of the 12 members of Spectre was the captain, known to most as 'Omega', a rugged young man who reminded the ancient man of himself in his younger years.
Spectre squad worked closely with Alek for many years, the original 12 renamed their squad to the 'Wraiths', allowing new recruits to join Spectre in order to receive training from the Wraiths in the absence of Aleksander.
But that was years ago,all but 5 of the original 12 have since died.
"We've got to move before they send in the Wraiths... They are likely the most highly trained soldiers on this planet, we do not want to have to deal with them."
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 3:01 am
Angela smiled as she was lifted, and brushed her lap coat down. "I'm not sure. But something is going on...actually Lewis, I need your help with something. I'm not sure what's going on...but earlier I saw this...this thing behind me. It was like some kind of demon. When I turned it had gone...Lewis....i'm scared..." she admitted. Angela was usually pretty tough, but this thing had her on the run...straight into Lewis' arms.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 3:02 pm
Bhaltair nodded slightly, even though it was too dark for Alek to see the motion. Turning his large body in the corridor - hoping he didn't knock into his friend in the process - the centaur started to make his way along, his hooves making an uncomfortably loud clopping sound as he did so. He addressed the ancient man behind him, the faintest hint of nervous laughter in his voice.
"I apologise my friend, I am not the most stealthy of partners."
He continued on for a while longer, relying on his memories of the facility's layout to guide them, before speaking to Alek again.
"The Wraiths... it is truly terrible that they do not hold some form of loyalty to you, considering all you went through when they were first developed... though perhaps I am filled with foolish ideals."
Lewis tilted his head slightly as Angela explained what was frightening her, his eyebrows knotting together ever so slightly. He wondered if perhaps she was going mad & seeing creatures that weren't there - that was a fairly common thing in humans it seemed
Weak creatures...
he thought to himself, even as he put his arms round Angela, holding her to his chest lightly.
"I dunno what it was sweetheart, but you're ok now. Stay with me & we'll try to figure out what it was eh? Come on, let's see if we can't find a torch or somethin' yeah? Can't see a thing with all the lights out."
This was a lie, of course, the incubus could see just fine. His eyes lingered over Angela's form, his mind filling with the things he would love to do her, but that would have to wait for now.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 5:25 pm
Aleksander walked silently behind Bhaltair, his newly acquired sub-machine gun held by his side.
"In truth, I have not made contact with them since the mutiny... I certainly hope they haven't been lead to believe the lies..."
He quickened his pace, passing Bhaltair and turning a corner.
A hand grabbed and twisted the MP5 out of the ancient man's grip, sending it clacking to the floor, meanwhile, he grabbed the muzzle of the attacker's weapon, yanking it backwards from their grip and throwing it to the floor. He ducked down, avoiding a swinging knife blade while he pulled his own from it's sheath, the blades connecting several times in what appeared to be a well practiced routine of swings and lunges, lighting the corridor with dim sparks every few seconds. The sound of the blades cutting the air was the only way for the 10,000 year old to tell the location of the enemy's knife, aside from the occasional spark.
Alek sidestepped a lunge, took the opportunity to grab the attacker's wrist, turn sharply, so the attacker's wrist was over his left shoulder, but not for long, as he then pulled the attacker over him, flipping them onto their back in front of him.
Aleksander stepped over his opponent, holding the knife to their neck as they began to speak.
"That technique..."
The voice was feminine, with a hint of an american accent; it belonged to a Wraith named Chloe, a black haired half Brit, half Yank who was one of Alek's star pupils back in the good old days.
"Chloe? You've gotten a little rusty..."
He reached out a hand to help the woman back to her feet, a smile creeping onto his face.
"Rusty?! Alek?"
The woman stood, looking at the ancient man through he night vision goggles for a moment before raising a hand and slapping him across the face.
"That is for not coming back! I thought you were dead you crazy old b*****d... At least, they told us you were dead... Not that I believed them of course... Christ it's good to see you again."
She embraced Alek for a moment before Bhaltair arrived, when she rolled across the floor and picked up one of the MP5s.
"He's with me, Bhaltair and I are old friends... Bhalt, this is Chloe and Chloe, this is Bhaltair."
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