Selected Writings
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The Hunted-
The Novotel Citygate Hong Kong, China.
June 6, 2014
Taken
Dom had finished his reconnaissance of the area around the Center building, and the surrounding area Heavy police presence, Dom had noted, three positions for a heavy reaction force. He would check his notes with James, but that was later. Now, Dom walked down the hallway to his and Calas room, in the Novotel Citygate, where everyone in the Alpha Team, as they called themselves, were staying for their time here.
As he raised his room key to the door, the hairs on the back of his neck began to tingle, there was something. He reached out mentally, Cala wasn't in there, but someone else was. Dom looked back, making sure no one was in the hallway, and cooly drew his Heckler and Koch pistol and held it low in his right hand. Dom closed his eyes, and readied for the encounter. He slipped the key in quickly, opened the door, and advanced inside with the .45 raised to eye level. He left the key in the door, and joined his left hand to his right on the grip, putting the sights on the head of the man inside. Dom recognized him, their last encounter had been less than cordial.
Zero, Dom snarled, his voice threatening, hows the leg, a--hole?
You again, Calas dumb as rocks mate, the white-haired vampire snarled back. Where is she, by the way?
Dom recoiled slightly, but used his thumb to thumb the hammer back, what do you mean, a--hole?
Wheres your girlfriend? Zero persisted, a look of desperation crossing his pale face.
Then Dom got a dark feeling in the back of his mind, Oh, s---.
Oh, s---, indeed kid, Zero said, throwing his arms in the air, we got a problem.
No s---, why are you here? Dom added, lowering his pistol to his side. Zero didnt mean any harm to him.
Im looking for her, Zero said, looking back at Dom, I know why you guys are here, and I have something that may help.
Like what? Dom asked impatient, Zero was starting to annoy him, again. Especially compounded by the fact Cala was missing.
You guys have a plan for dealing with tanks and planes? Zero asked, despite how crazy it seemed, he was dead serious, and it caused Doms jaw to drop.
What!?
Heavy s---, kid, Zero confirmed with a nod, Ill share the specifics-
-When me and my people rescue Cala, Dom finished for him. He had no intention of allowing Zero to go with them, especially since their last encounter at Hawks mountain safe house and the shootout between the Organization and Dom and Cala several months ago.
Im coming with you kid, Zero said, weve had our differences in the past, but you need all hands on deck for rescuing her.
By differences, you mean me almost shooting you in the head, which you're damn lucky I didn't when I came through the door, Dom snarled, but in all of this, we do need every hand I can get on this operation.
Zero smiled, damn, kid, youre good. So how we going to do this?
Dom pulled out his phone, and speed-dialed Michael Clarke, We got a problem, come up to my room. Yeah, bring Ashley too, then he hung up and repeated the call to James Carson.
Seven minutes later, the others had gathered in Doms room. Michael and Ashley sat on the couch, while James and Emily were on the edge of the bed. Zero leaned against the wall near the TV behind Dom, as he addressed the situation: Looks like a team of Organization a--holes grabbed Cala sometime earlier today, simply enough, we need to rescue her. Dom explained, then he glanced back at Zero and looked at the others, Zero here, has some information for us, and will share it after we get Cala back. So, how do we do this?
Michael, the de facto leader, met Doms eyes. Dom, take the lead on this one, and the three others nodded their approval.
Clarke, are you sure? Dom asked, unsure.
Ashley spoke up, Dom, you love her, you know the most about her.
Its only fair you lead, Michael finished.
James and Emily nodded their agreement. Dom looked each of them in the eyes in turn, then looked down. Arm up, I'll be down in a few minutes.
James walked up to him, and patted him on the shoulder, well get her back, Dom.
Dom just nodded, and waited until the rest filed out of the room, he and Cala had some sort of telepathic bond, and he would use it to find her. He picked up the golden Desert Eagle that Cala had given him a few days before, and he lay down on the bed, the massive golden pistol in his hand. Dom closed his eyes, and reached out mentally. Unconsciously, his fingers traced the slide, where Cala had engraved their names into the gold... he thought of all their times... Warehouse... Kowloon... he saw the girl he loved, tied up to a chair, glaring defiantly at her captors. The position wasn't accurate, but it was a start. He stood up, grabbed the long case he kept him M28 in, slipped the Desert Eagle into the hip holster that was concealed by his leather jacket. He walked down to the parking garage, and found the others under the hatch of the Escalade they had rented. James and Emily had suited up in their all-black DAG suits, while Michael and Ashley both had dark colored clothes on, better to blend into the night. A map of Hong Kong was unfurled in the trunk, and Dom walked up to it, drawing his knife.
Okay, we need to go to Kowloon. Thats where she is, then from there, I can find her. Dom said, well cross through the Cross-Harbor Tunnel, here, he traced their path with his Nightwing, Zero, you got the wheel, everyone else is in on the strike. Dom said.
The others nodded, and they all boarded their SUV. Zero navigated through the thick traffic into the Kowloon Walled City, and infamous part of Hong Kong. Stopping outside of a row of decrepit, condemned, warehouses. They all got out as one, and retrieved their assault rifles. Almost simultaneously, they loaded them with wooden rounds and racked the charging handles of the rifles were drawn back. Dom racked the slide of his Desert Eagle, and closed his eyes again, where is... Three warehouses down, Dom said, James and Emily, go high, get a count of the hostiles inside, Michael and Ashley go around the side, Ill be opposite you two, Dom ordered.
Hold on, James said, passing out flesh colored patches for each of them, as well as what looked like hearing aids. Sub-vocal transmitters and earpieces, he explained.
Each of them took one and slapped them to their necks and put the earpieces in their ears, then after conducting a communications check, slipped through the darkness and rain towards their objective. James and Emily, carefully worked their way up to the top of the warehouse, and peered through the dusty windows into the warehouse, Diamond is in position, Emily whispered, using her F2000 to look inside. James did much of the same with his HK416 rifle.
Michael and Ashley worked around the edge to a door on the outside, In position, Clarke reported, his G36 at ready low.Wheres the a--holes? then he looked back at Ashley, who had shifted into a wolf behind him.
Twelve... Thirteen, thirteen hostiles. James reported, surveying the whole space through the dirty window, four hostiles in a loft near us... Emily and I will do them... Three near a truck in the center...
Me and Ashley have them, Clarke whispered over the frequency.
Two walking circuits around the walls, Emily whispered, tracking them through her scope.
Last four are near the Damsel, James said, using his moniker for Cala, within ten feet of her, theyre yours Dom.
Michael looked back at Ashley, who nodded, Ill take the two walkers, she told him telepathically, then Clarke nodded and keyed his SVT.
Clarke has the truck, Coleman will take the walkers, he whispered. You ready babe? he asked her, and took it as a yes when she leaned forward and rubbed their noses together. It was their sign of good luck to each other. Clarke and Coleman ready.
James looked over at Emily, he would take the two on the left of the loft, and she would take the two on the right. Rais -
Part Two, Taken.
Raising their rifles in tandem, they placed their EOTech scopes on each targets heads, he put his finger on the trigger, then keyed his SVT. Diamond is ready.
Dom was by the door close to the loading dock, the closest to Cala, his golden Desert Eagle low in his right hand. He took a few breaths, and when he opened his eyes, he said finally; Alpha, execute. then he kicked in the door and advanced inside.
-James and Emily both sent three shot bursts of suppressed rifle fire into their targets, shooting through the window and catching the skulls of the two vampires. Quickly traversing, they shot as one again and exploded the skulls of the last two targets. For that second, the only sound was that of tinkling of glass and the falling of bodies.
-The silence didnt last long, at the moment of Doms execute order, Michael and Ashley advanced inside quickly, splitting up. Clarke let a burst of unsuppressed, fully automatic fire blaze from his G36, catching two vampires in center mass. They fell, and their third comrade, who was working on mounting a Chinese heavy machine gun in the bed, dove into the cab to avoid the fire. Michael looked left, and saw Ashley move in a black blur and violently break the neck of the walker to her right, the other went for a pistol, but a single round into his arm, ending that possibility. He saw Ashleys red eyes disappear behind the target, and saw claws tear through his center mass. Those then expand outward, ripping the target in half. Michael looked back at the truck in time to see a Browning handgun pop up out of the window and the muzzle flash. Rolling left to avoid the bullet, Clarke dumped his magazine at the door, having little effect.
-Dom threw the door open and advanced, running towards Cala and the four targets with the Desert Eagle up, seeing the first target closest to him, he sent one .50 AE round into its skull. Looking and traversing left, he fired again, taking them down. He vaulted over a table towards her, transferring his Eagle to his left hand, and at point blank engaged one aiming to engage Clarke and Coleman, exploding its head by a watermelon. With his right hand, he lowered Calas gag and loosened her bindings. She fell forward, into Doms outstretched arm as he took a knee and fired at the last one, charging towards them. Dom caught her, visibly relieved.
The final surviving vampire drove off wildly, smashing through the loading gate, amid gunfire from everyone. One coming out! James called from his high perch.
What do you expect me to do!? Zero asked, opening the SUV door, and stepping out.
Theres a LAW in the backseat, under the passengers side, Michael called, running out behind them, past Dom and cala, now hugging each other.
Zero opened the back door and checked under the seat, finding the rocket launcher. He ran out with the rocket on his shoulder, without the sighting bar up, he fired blind at the careening vehicle. The rocket smashed into the back end and detonated. Sending the truck flying, crashing into a closed noodle shop, the truck smashing through the front and shattering the windows.
Damn, Michael breathed, seeing the devastation as he and Ashley walked outside. They walked towards Zero, Nice shot, wheelman, he said, safing his G36 and slinging it over his shoulder.
They call this the LAW, right? Zero asked, holding his pose.
Light Antitank Weapon, Michael confirmed, why?
I should really write a letter to the manufacturers, they should really rename it the Anarchy he said, lowering the rocket launcher and inspecting it. That caused the others to snicker, he was right, the law had caused anarchy. Dom and Cala walked in, Cala obviously leaning on Dom for support, and congratulated Zero on his shot. James and Emily appeared next, having climbed down, their all-black DAG suits blending into the darkness.
Good shooting, James said, then he turned to Dom and Cala, hey, Dom, this your damsel-in-distress?
Cala looked at Dom, then back to James with a smirk, Im not a damned damsel-in-distress, Im the most badass chick youve met.
The spy rolled his eyes, and laughed, Its too late to dispute that, try me tomorrow.
Shes got you outvoted, spooky, Dom said, looking down into Calas eyes. Unexpectedly, Cala craned her neck up and kissed him. Its good to have you back, he told her telepathically, as he held her close to him.
I knew youd come Dom, thats what kept me going... she replied. Leaning further into their kiss.
Love, it doesnt matter if aliens take you. Ill move hell, heaven, and earth to get you back.
My knight in shining armor... which brought them back to that night at Hawks safe house, when they had first started falling in love.
Replace the horse with a silver Camaro, and then were talking.
As long as you have our gun.
Always and forever, my love.
If Romeo and Juliet are done, Emily said, bringing the two back to reality, we should probably split before the Hong Kong five-oh makes an appearance.
Reluctantly, the two broke away and moved to the SUV, where they climbed into the cargo area in the back. James rode shotgun, and the remaining Alpha members climbed into the backseat. Automatic weapons watched outside for trace of pursuit, of which there was none as they drove back to the hotel. They each paired off and walked back to their respective rooms, where they all crashed, in expectation of a big day ahead. -
Amidst the eternal waves of time
From a ripple of change shall a storm rise
Out of the abyss peer the eyes of a fallen
Behold the nightmare with its wings of black sheath. -
"Why are you going after her now?" Ackerson fairly screamed at the figure walking at a brisk pace across the fortress.
The man didn't turn, his voice grave. "I need her. She'd do it for me." Michael Haghn replied, his typical attire, a dark duster and light armor underneath disposed of. He was clad head to toe in black, titanium alloy combat gear.
"When does the fate of the entire continent take the backseat to a girl?" Ackerson asked.
Michael glanced back, "save the girl, save the world." -
For safekeeping:
TESLA
Rampant 4th Gen Asguard AI
Age: 8 Earth years. [Rampant for a year]
Appearance: Scientist, becomes increasingly more haggard looking as Rampancy sets in
Controls two magnetic arrays, capable of shifting the planet's magnetic feilds and rip the planet apart. -
By day, Doctor James Ambrose is a highly respected pysician, a surgeon who, more than once, has litterally pulled patients from death. However, at 8:42 each night, Hydrian Coburn takes over. A deadly assassin. Both live completly opposite lives, but within the same mind and body.
-
Literary Fight Club
Round One: Dom Caruso vs. Dimitry Belikov
Dom, hands down takes it with ranged weapons, but hand to hand would be interesting...
Cala Redwood vs. Selene? -
Cala'd win, I think.
Fredric
Werewolf
6'5, black eyes, black hair.
Member of the Commission
Commander, First Fleet of Justice
Parents were killed by the Bloody Wed, using his fleet for payback. Attacks the Island. -
"Its here, I swear," the Outcast assured them. Nine people moved through the dark, cramped caves, the only light from flashlights on the sides of weapons.
Behind the Outcast was Michael, their leader. A tall and usually stoic man, his hands imperceptibly twitched on the grip of his shotgun. Behind him, was the dirty-blonde fallen angel Ally, her swords low. This cave system held a fear greater than any other. Stepping deeper, a booted foot came in contact with a web, and the man shook. -
He'd never show or admit his weakness, but it was still there. Michael tightened his hands on the shotgun, pushing foreward. It was funny, almost. He'd faced death hundreds of times, and stared it in the face until Death blinked and moved on. But now, in this dark cave, he confronted his second greatest fear.
A bend was ahead, and he motioned the Outcast back, taking point with Ally behind him. He slowly turned the corner, and let out a half strangled war cry under a cascade of gunfire. -
At his feet, to which he quickly recoiled, had been an Arachnid, a spider the size of a house cat. Where it had been was marked by cracked stone and bits of flaming phosphorus. Michael sucked down a breath, and moved on. Another bend was ahead, and he moved, and glanced around the jagged stone...
Into a colony of Arachnids.
He recoiled, eyes wide as he froze, gun down.
A sweet laugh and shake of the head came from Allyson, as she and the Ranger Fireteam took point, and pushed past the shocked leader. -
A minute of gunfire and the high pitched screaming of the spiders assumed as they cleaned the colony out. Finally, Ally picked up a baby Arachnid that survived the carnage and called, "all clear," back with a mischevious smirk.
Michael had been reloading, and turned the corner, and nearly cried out as a small Arachnid flew toward him. However, his training kicked in as he bat it aside with his forearm and squashed it under his boot. -
"Not cool," he looked at Ally, who was barely suppressing a snicker. She always did things like that to him, and he dared to say he almost enjoyed it.
The Outcast waved them foreword. "Come on, the bunker should be just ahead."
They fell into a single file line, occasional blasts of fire from the front as Arachnid traffic and resistanced increased.
Michael, Ally, and the Outcast were at the middle of the line, consulting the pre-Collapse diagram of the caves. -
Eventually, the cave opened into a dark cabin, and some of the men cracked flares and threw them. Good news, at the other end was a large, sealed, rusted door.
Bad news: The entire cavern was an Arachnid colony. The huge insects swarmed everywhere with two monsterous Queens nearby. One smack in the middle of the fastest route, one in a corner by the bunker.
Michael's skin crawled, he wanted nothing more than to leave, but he had to lead. "We fight our way through." -
*cavern, not cabin. My mind sucks when I'm tired
"Dante," he said, holding out his hand. The dark haired man unslung his short barrel gernade launcher, and handed it to Michael. He shouldered it, and aimed at the first Queen, guestimating his shot, before lowering it. "Okay, we run and shoot," he announced.
Ally strode to him, knocking their shoulders together with a playful smile.
Michael grinned, shouldering the launcher, ranging again.
"God save the Queen," he muttered as he fired.
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