The Last Arclite Chapter 11

[-=Legendary=-]

The Last Arclite

Chapter 11 A Hunter Hunted


Earth
Black – Tech Outpost
1630 Hours

“No it couldn’t be…” Ghost whispered to himself.

It’s dark and the pouring rain was actually a help since hybrids could hear 5x better then any human possibly could. And the thunder was also a welcome guest at muffling Ghost’s footsteps, not that it mattered, rain or no rain he was as silent as winter.

He knew that the Hybrids Crow and Tribe would be at this outpost. All Ghost had to do was follow the path of decimated outposts. Each was the same, whole battalions of soldiers, buildings with explosion evidence on the sides. Whole towers brought down, probably by explosives too. Files and files like two little children searching for candy, high ranking B-T army officials, tortured.

What a shame, he thought to himself. So many soldiers, weak humans so weak and fragile, nothing compared to a Construct like him. His concern at this moment was not Crow or Tribe, he had already concluded that Crow would most likely be killed at range and he would most likely have to face Tribe in close combat. What he wasn’t ready for though was the third variable.

Hazzard, he was a legend amongst the B-T community, or for any militaristic factions that knew anything of Black warfare.

Hazzard would be a problem; he had survived time after time, ambush after ambush. He was like a fairytale. One of those hero’s that always manage to find some excuse not to die.

But he, he would prove these fairytales wrong. He would bring the head of a legend to his superiors and then the tales would be of a dark soldier who brought down a hero.

Back in the compound…

Hazzard waited…there! The moment the thunder sounded he looked over the table. Lightning followed. A split second later his table was again assaulted by a heavy impact from a sniper rifle. It was a short burst like someone clicking the light switch on and off, but it was all he needed. His eyes met another pair off in the distance, and then they were gone. The boulder was alone again and the hillside rocks hid a flurry of quick movement. Whoever it was, was fast really fast.

Crow and Tribe had already put back on their full face gasmasks, and had begun reloading their amazing looking Dye X 90’s.

Tribe cracked his neck “I think Ghost boy found us”

“So Hazzard how are we gonna get out of here without losing too much blood aye” Crow asked.

Hazzard looked over at Hollow “Tell Kinovi we need extraction NOW”

Hollow clicked a button on his belt and began to speak “Kinovi you read me?...Listen we got company its only one Indian but this isn’t a boy scout were going to be coming out running be ready for extraction, be advised it is a sniper…Okay boys we got 10 seconds”

Hazzard took out his Desert Eagle “On my mark guys…go!”

From the distance four figures came running out of a building with their guns up. To the left a pair of lights was speeding towards their position. Then a single shot of gunfire erupted from the far right. In the distance one could only see four other sources of tracer bullets firing in the direction of the lone sniper.

If one was to keep watching the fire would continue from the group of four. The lone sniper had only gotten off one shot. Then suddenly the pair of lights from a vehicle would start to veer in a hectic pattern.

BAM!

Ghost loosened another shot, he was far enough so that the medium fast firing weapons of Hazzard’s squad could not reach him accurately. The two shots were not intended for them of course, but for the Hummer speeding on their position. The first would hit the driver square in the chest and the second would blow the right tire.

Ghost watched as the Hummer spiraled out of control and only seconds before the gate turned wildly to the left and began to roll. Shards of glass would be left behind. The Hummer would continue rolling until it got through the gate.

Ghost looked through his scopes one final time and like another clasp of thunder the gun erupted and loosened another shot. It too was aimed at the hummer, but at one of the 2 hydrogen cell’s which position was only known to those who created or studied the blueprints of the this type of syndicate hummer.

The hummer exploded, hot searing metal flew in every direction. The extraction was now gone, Sergeant Ivan Kinovi, Marine Recon, was now dead.




Sector 1
Dry Plains
1630 hours

The Illuminati were huge beasts, found living in the wild only in the dark forest. They were legendary beasts, and the Arclites made a sport of hunting them. Though in most cases these attempts proved to be unsuccessful.

While the twelve Pheonix looked on at a bigger threat then Xander. He back flipped out of immediate danger in between the Illuminati and the rest of the Phoenix. The thirteen remaining Arclites converged at his sides their blades up.

The three Illuminati looked fearsome. They all had white fur which with blue at various points around their bodies, they looked like a mix between a VERY big bear and a wolf. The jaws were huge and extended out like a snout. Their teeth were massive and drooled with salivation at the image of the Pheonix. Large ears and their feet curved as if they stood on their tip toes. The huge claws were easily the size of a human torso.

The three Arclites that were referred to as tamers stopped. They blew a sequence of short notes form their horns, and immediately the Illuminati went into action.

They took their huge lumbering steps towards the phoenix.

Xander and the rest of the survivors cleared the way as to not be killed.

The first Illuminati stopped short of four Pheonix and swiped at them with his huge claw. Three managed to jump into the air and one was unlucky enough confront the claw.

The Pheonix lost the battle against the claw, badly. It was like smacking a fly instantly the Pheonix went limp and was crushed. The other three on the other hand had jumped pretty high and all three at once breathed fire at the Illuminati. But the beast would not settle so easily, before the three spirals of flame reached it, the beast breathed its own fire. The flame itself was bigger then all three of the tiny Pheonix flames combined.

The outcome, three charred up Pheonix.

The rest of the Pheonix saw this and immediately all grouped into one and a fierce battle between beasts was underway.

One Illuminati was taken down by a pack of at least 30 Pheonix. It was a amazing sight, seeing such a large beast being overwhelmed by pure numbers. The beast put up a good fight, it grabbed Pheonix after Pheonix and crushed them on the ground or tossed them hundreds of feet in the distance. But in the end their were just too many of them. They clawed into the tough hide and dark green blood was everywhere. With a final roar it fell backwards crushing ten of the Pheonix.
After another Illuminati went down in an identical fashion. Xander decided to step in with his remaining warriors.

The band of 14 Arclites rushed to the battle. The last 20 Pheonix all spit fire simultaneously from every angle at the last Illuminati. The Illuminati was helpless, it could do nothing but try to foolishly shield itself from the searing heat. The beast let out a final roar.

As it did, Xander and the rest of his warriors ran through the line of Pheonix cutting them down one by one. By the time the Pheonix realized what was happening it was already to late. The ground was littered with bodies and blood. As the final flames dispersed from the beast it stood in a vain attempt to live. The last illuminati fell face first onto the dirt with charred skin.

Xander gathered his breath and looked at his surroundings. He motioned for the survivors to follow him and they had only just begun their little trek to the village less then 300ft away. When in the dim horizon there came another roar. Xander slowly turned. And overdose saw them too.

In the horizon, there they were again, like a plague. 300 hundred more bloodthirsty Pheonix.

Xander looked on in wonder, as only a creature made for war could. He then raised his blade and roared. The roar would be heard for miles around in every direction.

And in the ice glades, Legendary would awaken from his deep meditation on the top of a frozen mountain as the blizzard assaulted his body.

[KiwiNZ]

Ouch, what a fierce battle. With only a dozen or two of warriors left chances are rather dim. One has to wonder how much of a difference Legendary can make there.

Looking forward to the next chapter.