The Last Arclite Chapter 14

[-=Legendary=-]

The Last Arclite Chapter 14

The Anti-Hybrid Pt.2

Earth
Black-Tech Outpost
1650 hours

With eight identical *Thumps* all eight missiles reached Ghost in what seemed the shortest second in history, they impacted from the front and at an angle without mercy, in pairs of fours.

Time slowed down again as all eight impacts created a bubble of air that ceased the existence of rain while the air moved out. When the sphere got big enough it imploded, sending out huge mists of fire and black smoke creating a miniature mushroom cloud.

Time sped up again and the various corpses of the Black-Tech soldiers that had been unlucky enough to meet Tribe and Crow were rolled or thrown by the impact several feet.

With a hydraulic click the shoulder rocket packs unlocked and fell to the ground with a thud crumpling. Before they even reached the ground though, Hazzard was already sprinting with his newly acquired automatic shotgun up and firing into the dust cloud.

“WOOOOOOT!” Yelled Hazzard

*Ping* *Ping*

The sound of bullets bouncing off metal, the ricocheted bullets bouncing down into the mud, the dust cloud vanished revealing the same thin metal shield. The whole shield was steaming, Hazzard couldn’t see yet but so was Ghost from the missile impacts.

Ghost quickly shook it up and down and it switched from full body protection to something resembling a riot shield. Ghost switched from blocking to firing as he blew up the ground and crates around Hazzard.

*Click*Click*

Hazzard’s Automatic Shotgun went dry.

“Damn it, here you B****!”

Ghost was in the middle of firing when he saw the empty shotgun flying towards him. He put up his forearm to block it.

*Crunch* the auto shotgun bent in half at his forearm.

“Don’t play games Hazzard I take pride in this counter as should you!”

Hazzard was now running towards Ghost, already armed with a pair of sub machine guns strapped somewhere among the arsenal of weapons he was carrying. Ghost could do nothing but hold his ground.

When they were 15ft apart Hazzard jumped and did a front flip as he fired down at Ghost. Ghost matched this move with a back flip and in his arch he kicked the shield up with both legs. Sending Ghost straight into the mud, and the shield flying straight at Hazzard at a sharp angle.

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Hazzard saw the shield coming at him rapidly; he threw his machine guns down. He put both his hands out and caught the shield, the same way someone stops the blade of a sword. With his palms at the sides, even though he stopped it from slicing him, the shields velocity sent him higher.

He stopped ascending when he reached 45ft, then he starting coming down fast.

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Ghost took out his sniper rifle and clicked a button and folded it, the barrel slide in revealing a smaller one. He changed the clip, for a longer one and aimed it at Hazzard as he came down.

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Hazzard saw and immediately place the shield in front of him as he fell straight down. All he felt was what seemed like a series of *Thuds* as Ghost shot him with his Assault Rifle.

“Gotta time this right’ He thought to himself

Before Hazzard impacted the mud again he did the same thing Ghost did and kicked the shield. This time though Hazzard landed on his back on the mud and Ghost was crushed and sent flying into a wall. Somehow he managed to hold onto his Assault Rifle.

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Up on the tower Crow managed to slide his hands to his combat knife and begin wriggling his hand so that it would cut a way through. He got his right free and then freed his left from the netting. He coughed as more pressure was put on his stomach from the weight.

The nets spear was still deeply impaled into Crows stomach, it went right through, it seemed because the tower itself was trickling patterns of blood. He put both his hands on it and grimaced his face which itself was bleeding. After a deep breathe he pulled it out.

He grunted under the pain but he still had to free his legs. Incredibly despite the gushing blood from his stomach he managed to do a sit-up, he grabbed onto the net with his left and with his right hand he cut his legs free.

*Snap*

He fell straight down, face first into the mud.


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Tribe wasn’t leaned up against the Armored Vehicle anymore but a trail of blood leading around it betrayed his position.

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Hazzard lifted himself up and reached for another weapon, his hand found a bar of spike grenades. He looked to where Ghost was, who was just lifting his shield off of himself.
He quickly pulled the bar which disconnected all six of the spike grenades. He picked them up and threw all six at Ghost.

The baseball sized black balls with a small green light in the middle flew towards Ghost. Who just stared at them for a split second too long.

*PHHHT*

Each of the six balls sprung out long silver spikes all over them, and the balls themselves switched from a green light to red.

Ghost quickly dove and tried to lift his shield that was on the ground.

All six of the balls exploded out hundreds of spikes in every direction. Even Hazzard who was 50ft away was behind a shot up crate.

All the spikes hit randomly, some into the bodies of dead soldiers, others into the walls. But two got Ghost right on his exposed hand that lifted the shield to protect the rest of his body.

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“argh” Was all that came out of Ghost, along with blood. Then a second grunt when he quickly pulled them out. Exposing two holes going right through his palms. He quickly wrapped it with a black cloth and got right back into action.

He looked around and didn’t see Hazzard hiding behind some crates.

“Hazzard! If you want to run then I will give you a reason to run!”

Hazzard’s next weapon was a normal M-30; he brought it up and aimed it square at Ghost’s chest, and pulled the trigger.

Ghost noticed him and began reaching for his glock a little to slow, round after round impacted Ghost in the chest, causing him to convulse back and forth.

*Click**Click*

Out again…

Hazzard watched as Ghost’s body fell to the ground on his side.

Hazzard stood up and threw the gun at Ghost and watched as the motionless body lay there. The gun was about to hit when Ghost’s arm came up and caught the gun, crumpling it with his grip.

“What a jerk…” Hazzard said

Hazzard watched as Ghost slowly picked himself up. He looked at his Sniper Rifle which had a spike through it. Now Ghost was down one gun.

Ghost stood straight up and reached back. Then he tossed something to his left and right about twelve times in total. After he was done with that he pushed a button on his wrist and aimed his fist at Hazzard.

“RUN!” Was all Ghost yelled

Hazzard didn’t know what he meant at first, until he heard a buzzing noise to his right. He turned and instantly ducked; he narrowly avoided whatever it was. It was spinning fast and it was disc like.

Then another came this time from behind, Hazzard quickly spun and ducked.

*Crush*

It slammed right into the wooden crate and its metallic contents. Hazzard reached in and grabbed it. Then another came from the left, but lower. Hazzard jumped up and looked at what was in his hand.

It looked like a CD except it had spike teeth all around it and a small computer chip in the middle.

It was a tracker disc. Top speed of 200 MPH able to cut through steel if the velocity is reached. It can run for an hour chasing whatever it needs to and unless it slams into something else it won’t be distracted. Made by of course Black-Tech.

Hazzard looked to where Ghost was but he was a shadow once again.

“S***!”

He lost him and now there were eleven of these discs locked onto his artificial a**.

*Buzz*

Hazzard dove over the crate and was now in clear ground, in plain sight.

The discs came at him again this time four at one time.

Hazzard jumped in the air doing a back flip and turning his legs upwards. One of the blades cut right through his shoulder pad.

As he descended he took out his desert eagle. And stood still ready to listen to them coming again.

LEFT

Hazzard ducked and aimed at the passing disc and shot it down.

10 more…

Hazzard waited again…this time it was three he jumped sideways and shot one.

9

As he fell two more came at him, he rolled on his side and lifted himself with one arm doing a handstand as he shot another.

8

He stood and waited again…

Left…Right…

They were coming from all sides… there was no way he could dodge eight. He quickly holstered his Desert Eagle and brought out a grenade, he pushed the yellow button for 3 seconds. He held it down stopping the countdown…

“A little closer…now!” Hazzard yelled

He dropped the grenade and crouched and then jumped up as high as he possible could, which for Hazzard was about 30ft. As he reached his peak the grenade exploded taking all the discs that all cut through the same intersection with it. The explosion barely reached Hazzard and he landed with a thud on both feet.

Then began to listen for Ghost, who by now could have been aiming at him with a sniper rifle if he still had one. He looked over where the shield was, but it was gone.

Hazzard slowly brought up one of his Desert Eagles and reloaded it.

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The clip dropped to the ground and splashed into the mud, but by that time Hazzard was already hiding himself.



Dry Plains
1640 hours

Xander stood there at the outskirts of his village. The odds were grim and he knew it, but he was waiting for something. All the other Arclites expected the same thing; they still had hope despite the nightmare that lay ahead.

Overdose approached from behind. Xander looked at him up and down, the only thing this creature had ever seen like this was worn by the Tech-Arclites. Overdose’s armor had a mystical glow at the angle that he stood, with the sun burning away into the ground.

Overdose looked around, there were bodies everywhere. Arclite and Phoenix alike and three torn up and burnt illuminati corpses. Blood was everywhere, some was green some was blue it was a long way from drying up on the ground.

“Why are these Pheonix here?” Overdose asked

“They are here for you”

“What did I do?”

“It is what you are capable of doing prophet”

The Pheonix began to move as one slowly this time, in formation like a Trojan army. Something was different about them Overdose could already tell.

Inside the suit Overdose had a little bit of headroom. He could see out trough the eye visors but could still see the Suit Status Screen to the right. Showing the power level and output and other necessary things to know.

“Dex zoom in” Overdose ordered to his suit

“Yes Overdose, I must warn you I have calculated the odds I advise you too retreat”

“No”

“Of course”’

Dex zoomed in and Overdose saw the Pheonix moving slowly towards them. Now he knew what was different.

These Pheonix had metal collars and instead of having gray fur like the ones he saw earlier these had snow white fur with jagged gray fur through it. They looked about the same size except for their tails which had to have been at least 6ft long.

“Overdose may I advise a tactic?” The armors computer asked

“No I know what I’m doing, initiate combat mode”

“Initiating…”

There was a series of hydraulic vapors released from the armor.

“Combat mode activated”

Xander stood watching the Phoenix approaching, but did nothing; neither did the 14 surviving warriors or the 6 Elite Arclites. They all just stood, with expressionless eyes, waiting.

“Xander what are you waiting for?”

“You will see prophet do not worry yourself”

“You don’t want me to worry with hundreds of those things coming at us? That’s a good one”

Xander switched his gaze from the Phoenix to Overdose, then back and exhaled a deep breath.

The Phoenix stopped about 200 yards away, and then suddenly a group of 4 separated and ran towards the village. The rest of the Phoenix watched in anticipation.

Overdose looked at Xander and the others, but they had already resigned from fighting they just stood there.

“Alright Dex lets do this”

Overdose began to run towards the 4 attacking Phoenix by himself. As he did so he lifted his right arm and the same small mechanical gun prodded out from the forearm. He aimed square at the head of one of the Phoenix and fired.

The round caused the Phoenix’s head to explode and the body to go limp in mid stride crumbling to the ground. The rest of the Phoenix took a quick glance at their fallen hunter and split up.

“Crap”

“Overdose I advise a strafe as to not be surrounded”

“I KNOW THAT!”

Overdose began to strafe left and shoot at each Phoenix as he could. They were too fast though and he couldn’t get a accurate shot.

“Behind” Dex said

Overdose turned to see a oncoming Phoenix almost on him. He began to turn his right arm to shoot at it, but it was to quick it was already on him. The Phoenix tackled the big metal suit and they both rolled, the Phoenix ending up on top.

Quickly Overdose lifted his left arm and out came a small razor blade which he then used to cut his attacker. He smashed the razor blade into the Phoenix’s neck and out poured dark green blood. Overdose kicked up and with the suits amazing strength the Phoenix was sent flying.

Overdose got up and turned to his left, a Phoenix was there less then 15ft away. Overdose lifted his right arm again and the Phoenix began to breathe in. And out came a blaze of fire, Overdose was protected from it as it engulfed his suit; he began firing his gun into the Phoenix’s chest causing it to splatter dark green blood.

The last Phoenix came from the right but Overdose was ready. As it jumped on him he back stepped and grabbed the Phoenix by the throat and held it while he shot it in the face. Overdose then dropped the Phoenix as it fell flatly on the floor.

Xander looked on at the scene; he thought to himself what drove such an odd speculative creature to fight. He sensed no honor in him, there must be some other motive.

“Overdose, the barrel of the gun has melted slightly. I advise you not to use any more ammunition or you risk a backfire.”

“Damn it, I thought you were fire proof Dex”

“I am fire resistant not fire proof”

“That makes sense, switch to full melee”

“Switching”

Overdoses suit once again let out a hydraulic vapor as the gun and saw blade went back into the suits panels. Very quickly came out three huge blades from both of the forearms and four more from the wrists. They were long sleek and curved.

The phalanx of Phoenix began to move as one, and they roared accordingly. Even at ¾ of a mile away they looked deadly. Some drooled and they all had a brute look in them as their heads bobbed up and down slowly. Their white tails waving left and right, their ears perked up ready to kill the next unfortunate victim.

Overdose didn’t know it, but Xander did. These were mature Phoenix, which have lived for over 400 years. After a while and enough killing experience their fur coats turn from brown and to white. The next and last stage is a pure black with white jagged lines around the back.

Then like Overdose expected, they all ran. They didn’t break their formation, which Overdose thought was weird for a beast. ½ mile, they were covering ground fast.

Overdose turned around to look at Xander again, but he and the warriors were still. They seemed to spectate the phalanx of Phoenix coming at them like one observes a bird against the wind.

They were running, gaining speed, faster and faster. ¼ mile in a few seconds they would be all over him and the Arclites.

Then suddenly the ground shook violently. The Phoenix all stopped and readjusted their footing. The ground cracked in a huge line dividing the space between Overdose and the Phoenix. Then it erupted with fire as it sprayed high up into the air. When the fire stopped spraying massive spikes the size of cars sprang out and curved with their points at the Phoenix.

Overdose looked on as the Phoenix slowly stepped away from the Spikes and the Fire. A few tried to climb over only to be met by a huge colossal amount of fire or either to be impaled by a huge spike coming from the ground.

Then as the final stages of the sun vanished into the Horizon, Overdose understood why Xander and the others had been so calm. He understood only because out of these huge cracks in the earth rose two Arclites.

One had burnt spikes and a skinny looking body and the other had a medium body with spikes coming out of more areas then the other. Exodus and sin had finally arrived.

The legends had listened to Xander’s prayers.

[Captain Chris sTc]

awersome the butt kicking has begun. Gee it's been a while since i've been here.