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  • Chapter 10

    Aryn stood blankly as the others’ mouths all dropped open. Admittedly, he was rather enjoying his teammates struggling for words with this new load of information.

    “You… were in that suit… the entire time…” Marric said, his face aghast.

    “No kidding.” Silent replied, hands on her hips.

    “If you’ve been inside the entire time, then…” Lyll said, contemplatively, then froze, his eyes widening. “Shower.”

    The others all froze, realizing that they had been walking around naked in front of a woman for nearly four years.

    “Well, they weren’t exactly impressive.” She said in an offhand manner, causing those guilty to go bright red and Aryn to snigger quietly. He was quickly silenced by four death glares, and simply stood there with his lips curled slightly.

    “Anyhow, my real name is Veiss Ovada, and you can call me that from now on.” She announced, having bent down to check on the suit, Arcadio, Lyll, Marric and Rhys all still frozen in place. “Well, it’s really buggered, so it’ll probably have to be dragged out of here.

    Veiss stood up, turned around, and was met with an outstretched hand. She looked up into the smiling face of Aryn.

    “We haven’t properly welcomed this new you. Welcome aboard Veiss.” She took his hand and shook it, returning the smile. Standing upright it was apparent how short she was; if Aryn was just short for his age, she definitely was. She was rust coloured, with fair brown hair and a pair of captivating lilac eyes.

    Veiss bent to pick up the LMG she would have wielded wearing the suit, when Aryn cut in.

    “Are you sure you can lift that, it might be a bit heavy for you…” His words trailed off as she lifted the heavy object into her arms, in addition to an entire ammo belt with only a slight indication she was struggling.

    “I think I’ll be fine. Better than these lot anyway.” She answered, gesturing to the other Hellfire members, all still frozen in place, simply watching the both of them. “Come on then.”

    Veiss beckoned with her hand, and, with Aryn by her side, they headed into the facility. As they walked, Aryn heard some movement, and could have sworn he caught Lyll mutter ‘now I feel violated’.


    After some minutes the pair reached the end of the hallway, met with the still sealed doors and some odd looks from the Brimstone crew, yet a small smile from the Overseer.

    They stood around for a minute, until the rest of Hellfire finally appeared, a bit less flustered, still shooting uncomfortable looks at Veiss. Alessia stepped forward, tapping away on her PID while muttering to herself.

    “Come on… just this little bit more and… done!” She said, throwing her free arm wide, looking up expectantly.

    Nothing happened.

    “Well that was anticlimac-“ Marric began, interrupted by a multitude of heavy clunking noises, a low rumble and many warning sirens.

    The doors began to slide open, and they continued through the entrance into a well-lit excavation site. The rock tracks led down from the plateau they stood on, down into a large pit. More bodies could be seen strewn around the place, many suffering horrible dismemberment, and similar deformities.

    “I guess whatever escaped got in here. The miners were probably locked in here in an emergency shutdown.” Arcadio noted grimly.

    The Overseer led the way down the slope, passing old equipment, discarded jackets, hard-hats and more corpses. They reached the base of the cavern, a large hole visible in the centre with guard railing surrounding it. They stopped beside a small digger, and out of her cloak the Overseer pulled a rucksack, removing the contents onto the frosted floor. Inside were a headset, a long length of wire, a small black box and a metal device about the size of a laptop, cylindrical and oddly familiar to Aryn.

    “I’ve seen that design before…” He said, causing the others to look down at the contents themselves.

    “That would be those blueprints we took from Dhaqraa, correct?” Veiss asked, looking pointedly at the Overseer.

    “Just the internals, but modified. I had already designed a superior case which fitted my purpose better.” She replied, linking one end of the cable to the box, and the other to the headset. Taking the headset, she spoke into it, and her voice echoed out of her own PID.

    Aryn looked around at the dig site, pondering over just what they would need a mine for in such a remote location as this. There was a tap on his shoulder, and he turned to see Lyll jerking his thumb towards the Overseer, who stood expectantly with the device. He slowly walked over, and the objects placed in his hands.

    “I discovered layout plans of this mine before I arrived here, and unfortunately it is not a simple walk to the target site. We will be using normal helmet communication, so you can be contacted by everyone here, however when that cuts out place this device onto the ground and use the headset.” She indicated the small black box. “I have this calibrated so I will be able to hear you while underground, and hopefully the range is long enough to get past any interference. Once you reach the bottom, throw the other device into the energy pool. I am not sure what will happen, so I recommend extracting as quickly as possible. Are we clear?”

    He nodded, but before he could turn away, Arcadio, who looked at the Overseer suspiciously, held him back.

    “Why him? We have more experience, why not send us.”

    “He is the only one that can withstand that level of energy. His biology is somehow adapted to it; you did just see what happened outside? I have been studying this substance long before any of you were born, and I have never seen a case like that of Mr Therius. He is the only one who can do this.” She countered, holding his stare until Aryn felt the hand on his shoulder relax.

    “Fine, but you’re responsible if he dies down there.”

    “Actually, it is his choice as to whether he will go through with this or not.” She replied. Everyone turned to face Aryn. He swallowed nervously. Once more he was holding his life on a decision he didn’t have time to think through thoroughly.

    “I’ll do it.” He announced, his voice shaking slightly. The Overseer nodded, and the rest hung their heads slightly, acknowledging he accepted the consequences.

    He swung around and headed for the ten metre wide hole in the base of the central pit, which had a sizable elevator built into the side. Using a panel at the top he began to descend, and, looking over the edge, caught his teammates all staring after him solemnly.

    The rocky walls seemed to close in around him as he was lowered into the dark. He flicked his visor to night vision and waited until the lift had stopped. Putting a hand to his ear, he looked around at the underground storage area.

    “Ok, so where do I go from here?” He asked tentatively. There was a pause before the response came back.

    Ok, there are probably mining vehicles down there, correct? If so, go forward, pass the gate at the end and turn right after about thirty metres.


    He sighed and walked forward, passing discarded drills and tunnel bores, excavators and jeeps, noticing how all the equipment that would have been inside crates had been scattered haphazardly, as if trying to stop something from pursuing them. Ominous blood trails began to appear on the floor as he approached the mouth of the tunnel, and he instinctively drew his SMG from its position slung around on his back.


    You alright Aryn?” Lyll’s voice came anxiously over the radio.

    After receiving a few more directions, Aryn had crept through the variously sized passageways, delving deeper into the mine. For many minutes at a time Aryn had remained silent, but the last pause had been the longest yet. Unbeknownst to those above, Aryn couldn’t have responded if he had wanted to, due mostly to the shock that greeted him around one corner.

    A large room led on from what Aryn assumed was one of the main tunnels, and the sight before him was foreshadowed by the long trails of dark, dried liquid. As he entered the room, there were bodies strewn everywhere, those of miners, and those of the deformed creatures that had obviously chased them down here. Corpses were torn in half, decapitated or disembowelled, and the area reeked of rotting flesh, despite the time between the incident and Hellfire’s arrival. It appeared to have been their final stand.

    “This sure ain’t pretty.” He responded finally, his voice muffled by the use of his arm to try and block the stench.

    What’s wrong?” Veiss spoke, nervousness apparent in her voice.

    “Looks like the miners that were down here got chased and massacred. Worst part is it smells fresh because of the heat.”

    Well I would recommend you continue onwards, according to the map you are nearing the site. The target location is just through a passageway to your left. Watch yourself.” The Overseer said, and as Aryn walked forwards he noticed a strange discolouring on the wall. Disabling his NV a blue glow was visible in the semi-dark.

    Holstering his weapon once more he hurried into the side passageway, and, not checking where he was going, fell down a long shaft, hitting the rock sides heavily as he went. He groaned as he pulled himself to his feet, brushing dust off of his clothes. He was at the end of another passageway, this time the rock was lined with veins of azure, the end of the hallway opening up to a brighter blue light. Behind him, a metal ladder had been planted into the wall, reaching a good five metres up.

    There was a low static in coming through his helmet speakers, with occasional louder buzzes. Aryn pulled the box off of his belt, placed it onto the ground, removed his helmet and clipped it to his waist; finally placing the headset on and uncoiling the wire.

    “Test, test. I’ve placed the box down; interference is heavy here. I think I’ve reached the site…”

    We heard something loud happen and then your mic cut out, so it is good you are ok. If you are at the site, go to the edge and await further instructions.

    Checking himself over for any undetected damage, Aryn continued forward, reaching the end of the hallway quickly. He whistled as it opened up into a large cavern, variously sized pools of clear blue liquid lying all around the floor, smoking whisps of a lighter blue. Large crystal formations had grown all around the area, over the walls, ceiling and floor. The cavern seemed to lead on into smaller areas, and through partition he could see mining equipment by the edge of a pool.

    “Ok, I’m here, what do I do?”

    Take the device I gave you, arm it by twisting then pulling the end with the divide line. If it starts beeping, that means it is armed. Then just throw it into the liquid. Then I would recommend you run.

    Aryn swallowed, picking the device off of his belt, turned and pulled the top. It began beeping, a red light at the top beginning to flash slowly. He took a deep breath, and tossed it into the blue, where the red light sunk slowly before disappearing into the depths as he watched. There was a sudden low rumble, followed by the remembrance of the warning.

    A more forceful rumble shook the cavern, some of the medium-sized crystals cracking and shattering. The veined rocks began to split and widen, the stone falling from the ceiling, either splashing into the pools or smashing on the ground. It was at this point Aryn decided running would be a very good idea.

    He turned and sprinted from the room as the liquid rose upwards like a tide, quickly covering the floor, and he definitely didn’t want to find out what it would be like to touch it. He climbed the ladder quickly, and, looking down, noticed the blue glow at the bottom glowing brighter and brighter as it came into view.

    ‘This is new, being chased by a super-radiation emanating liquid after throwing a bomb into it. If I make it out of this, I’ll never top it!’ He thought as he rushed through the main corridors, reaching the cargo elevator after a few minutes. As he looked down into the mine, he could again make out the faint glow of blue.

    At the top the others looked extremely concerned, and at his nod all began to run back up the slope, more extreme shaking as the blue glow began to appear at the mouth of the shaft entrance.

    Arcadio led as they hurtled through the mine door, Aryn brining up the rear. Before he could pass, another large quake dislodged concrete from the blasted section above, falling in his path. Stunned, Aryn simply stood as another, impossibly more violent tremor sent the entire of the ceiling down, completely blocking his exit. He climbed up onto the rock, finding a small hole, through which he could see Veiss trying to claw her way through the rock.

    “We can’t get through there! It’d take too long!” Marric shouted from the other side.

    “I am not leaving him! Aryn I’m getting you out of there!” Veiss yelled back, trying to pull more concrete out of the way, to no avail.

    He stuck his arm through the hole, and felt Veiss grasp onto it and try pulling in a desperate attempt to rescue him.

    “Just go, all of you go. I’ll find a way out. You’ll die if you try. I’ll come back.” Aryn called out, but felt the hand tighten on his.

    “I am not leav- Lyll let me go! You will not drag me awa- NO!” Veiss screeched as Aryn felt his arm be tugged and finally release.

    Looking through the hole he saw Veiss being bodily dragged away from the wall by Lyll and Gades, kicking and screaming. She saw Aryn watching and reached out an arm, to which he shook his head, signalling for them to leave.

    Aryn turned away and sat on the concrete, watching the liquid slowly rise. He put his hand to his mic, and sent a message

    “I shall return to you one day. I’ve done my part.”

    He could hear Veiss’ yelling getting more distant as the others dragged her through the corridor. Aryn pulled out his sidearm, looked at it judgingly, placed it beside himself, and lay back against the rock, trying to relax as much as possible.

    On the other side Alessia and Marric dragged Veiss’ suit behind them as they headed for the truck. They all bundled into the vehicle, Arcadio jumping into the drivers seat, grim faced as he started the engine. Veiss was still yelling as the rig started moving, watching behind them as the hill caved in, whisps of blue licking the sky.


    (Nah, Epilogue will come soon.)

    That is the end of Hellfire Origins! Over a year's worth of work has gone into this at this point, and I would like to thank all those who have read the story and provided feedback, as well as contribute ideas. I will start a bit of Exile, but due to my exams this year I won't be fully able to commit time to writing as much as I would want. Anyhow, hopefully I will have Backwaters up some time after the Epilogue, so you can get a hint as to what is coming next. Until next time!

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  • Once more unto the greet dear associates!

    Hello again! Small update here, I posted Chapter 3.5 and 3.75 onto the end of the Chapter 3 post, so make sure to read that. My self-set deadline is coming up, and it looks like I'll be able to make Chapter 10 in time, and then the Epilogue after that. I also updated the symbol I use for a time break, and it should be easier to see. Other than that, a few minor changes to some earlier chapters for consistency. That's all I think. Until next time!

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    This is all great stuff as always. I'll get onto a bug report soon; got to play around with them first. xD
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  • Well it's time to break some bits.

    Hello readers! It's that time once more to post a chapter, this time being Chapter 9. Now, in theory I would have posted Chapter 3.5 first, but that's really slow going, and to be honest I think it'll be better to get everything main-plot related done first, then go back for the improvements. Also, as a temporary thing I'm removing chapter names, I ran out of ideas.

    Anyhow, please enjoy this new Chapter!


    Chapter 9

    The blankness closed in. His chest felt heavy as the claustrophobia set in and he tried to regulate his fast breathing and heartbeat. He tried to listen into the radio once more, only to be met with static again.

    ‘This is just wonderful. I guess I’m gonna have to wait this out.’ Aryn contemplated, as his head throbbed painfully once more.

    As he waited, huddled by his only point of salvation like a stranded mariner, a low noise materialised from around him, but the origin couldn’t be seen. It was a humming noise, similar to that of a lawn mower at a distance.

    Suddenly, a dark mass moved above Aryn. It was hard to make out its shape due to the fog-like snow hanging in the air, but it slowly passed over his head and moved off out of his vision, the buzzing sound following it. Instinctively he crouched down by the tree and stayed as still as possible.

    Silence pressed in on his ears as he strained his ears for any sound. There was a faint thud noise some distance away, opposite to his side of trunk, as if someone was walking in the snow. A pause was followed by six more similar noises in quick succession, a whoosh, and silence once more. Seven electrical priming sounds emanated from behind him, like the explosives from old action movies.

    Aryn slowly moved his head out from its protection to try and get a look at the source of the noise, but was only met with the now familiar wall of fog-like snow. He kept his head in place, and, using the dial by his temple, tried to get a visor spectrum that worked with the electrical interference.

    ‘Night Vision, no… thermal, no… why won’t any of these work?’ He thought to himself as he twisted the dial, each time being met with blackness. He twisted the dial one more time. ‘Thermal, n- wait a second…’

    Instead of the plain blackness he expected, every now and then a faint grey outline would appear in the distance of his vision, maybe around thirty metres away. It flickered, faded into the background darkness, and then reappeared suddenly. Over around twenty seconds six other similar outline appeared lined up around the first, all fading in and out of his sight.

    A sudden breeze distracted him as he shivered and huddled once more around the tree, not having realised just how cold it was. He leaned his head back around the edge once the winds died down, and saw the outlines much clearer, and, unnervingly, moving closer. Now able to more clearly see their visitors, he tried to note them down.

    ‘Armoured; it looks padded, probably for the temperature. Wings folded against back, maybe they can fly. Weird looking helmets, must be for the ears.’ He contemplated, and switched his visor from thermal back to visible light. ‘What colour is that? Dark blue? Purple? A sort of mix?’

    The dense wall had cleared somewhat, and he could just make out colours of the mysterious people’s suits as they moved even closer still. After a pause Aryn snapped back to the reality of the situation; no one friendly to them knew they were here, and the Overseer wasn’t the kind of person the turn up with an entourage.

    He had to move. He spun his head around, and, miraculously, the breeze had cleared enough of the snow that he could just see the outbuildings of the research base about a hundred metres away on his side of the tree. He got up slowly and began to walk towards the base, trying to keep as low as possible, the wind having also removed the loose top-layer of snow, which thankfully made moving far easier.

    Aryn walked for around twenty metres before a sound from behind him made him turn, and saw the group lead pointing at him, as three of the others took aim with their rifles, and the last unfurled their wings. Aryn turned, and began to run. He heard heavy pulse sounds from behind him and saw the snow at his feet be impacted with blue, plasma-like shots, which fizzed on the ground as he passed. He heard a charge sound accompanied by three small beeps, and a tree beside his path exploded in a shower of blue sparks. He tried to move right to dodge them, but slipped on the compacted snow, and fell forward as gracefully as a plane crashing.

    He managed to catch himself with his hands, and turned to see his attackers. The leader and five of the assailants were still aiming at him, but not firing. As he searched for the last, a flapping noise directed his attention upwards, where the winged creature hung in the air, and then dived once Aryn saw them. Aryn tried to pull his gun around from his back, but it was too late. The enemy was heading straight for him.

    Suddenly the sound of ripping uniform and flesh met his ears, accompanied barely a second later by a near-deafening explosion from behind Aryn. He watched as the body of the flying person fell to the ground with a thud, and didn’t move. The ground around the fallen corpse began to turn crimson. Aryn turned around to see Lyll waving at him, bipod deployed on a rock, the rest of Hellfire running forward to engage.

    Took you long enough!” Aryn yelled over comms to them, as he scrambled to his feet and began to retreat.

    Not the easiest thing when you can’t contact the person you’re trying to save.” Marric yelled back, crouching behind a rock as plasma whizzed over the top.

    Aryn ran to take cover behind a tree, but before he could do so it was obliterated by a blast, sending splinters flying in all directions.

    Who are these guys?! And where are Gades and Alessia?” Aryn demanded, diving to the ground to avoid the wooden projectiles.

    Skymares; and some of the best. These are dark-ops level soldiers, I’ve worked with some before; trust me, if they’re here, this is very bad.” Arcadio responded, firing from behind another boulder. “As for the other two, they’re still inside, they were trying to open the door to the computer room; Kragin had taught them a few things.

    Bullets flew past Aryn as he ran over to Marric’s position, collapsing to the ground and panting, pulling his back up to the rock. There was another loud explosion as Lyll fired off another shot, and Silent began to open fire with his light machine gun, standing in place out of cover, the enemy shots having no effect on his suit.

    One tango down.” Arcadio noted, reloading his weapon behind his cover as more plasma shots impacted the top and sides of the rock, leaving indentations in the hard surface.

    Aryn poked his head over the top to watch the battle. The five remaining skymares had taken cover behind trees or other small boulders, and as Aryn watch he saw one stand up behind the cover and take aim at Silent, and, faintly, Aryn heard three small beeps.

    He vaguely heard someone yell ‘railgun’ over the comms, just before a bolt of what looked like blue lightning flew past their cover, hitting Silent straight on, sending sparks of plasma showering to the floor. Time seemed to stand still as they all turned to see Silent still, miraculously, standing. Blue electricity arced from within the suit, licking the ground, melting the exposed surface layer of ice. With a heavy thud, Silent fell forwards, onto his knees then face-planting into the ground.

    Move Silent to cover! Now!” Arcadio yelled as he ran out from his rock, dodging the enemy fire to pull the motionless suit behind Aryn’s cover. Aryn looked on, dumbstruck. He’d seen Silent take hundreds of bullets, and even a rocket, but this had seemingly killed him.

    He looked around to see the others returning fire until the sound of pressure releasing from a can made him turn and stare at Silent’s suit, where four small jets of steam rose from his back. With a few low clunking noises the back unzipped along the spine and down the back of each leg. There was another pause, before a lupine pulled himself out of the suit. Or, to be more accurate, herself out of the suit.

    Aryn stared at her as she straightened up, dressed in just a tank top and loose fitting jeans. She crouched down and looked right, and noticed Aryn staring at her. She froze in place, opened her mouth to speak, closed it again, and just remained frozen. That was until the gunshots brought both back to reality sharply.

    She dived behind the cover next to him, breathing deeply before beginning to cough hard, clutching at her throat. Within a moment Aryn had ripped off his gas mask and secured it over her face securely. Aryn inhaled the stale air and felt a sudden rush of energy hit him like a wave, washing away all conscious thought. He felt himself rising to his feet, and an arm tugging at it, which he shook off, and walked out from the cover, dropping the gun in his hands.

    In the back of his head a small voice was protesting, confused as having been forced out of its place and now simply watching as the others yelled at an unresponsive Aryn to stop. The skymares had stopped firing, surprised by the sudden boldness of the target. The one in possession of the rail-gun took aim and pressed the trigger, and three beeps went off.

    Aryn’s consciousness could only watch from the side-lines, as in a blur of movement his body braced itself, foot digging back into the ground, right arm outstretched stupidly, as if attempting to catch the blast which he had seen disable Silent’s armour and shatter trees into splinters. Aryn tried to open his mouth to yell, but without control over his body he could just mentally brace for his death.

    The shot fired. It flew towards him in a blur of azure, and suddenly stopped. It hung in mid-air, suspended by something. All around him, all firing ceased as they stared on in wonderment. Aryn’s disconnected body moved again, straightening up, the ball of energy and plasma floating above his hand like some kind superhero power. He looked back at the others, and Silent poking her head over the top to look. As their eyes met, she could have sworn she saw his blue eyes glowing brightly with a brilliant radiance.

    Aryn’s body turned back around to face the skymares, who raised their guns and began firing at him once more, the shots hitting him directly with no effect whatsoever. He simply smiled at them, and directed his arm towards the skymare wielding the rail-gun.

    The orb shot from his palm and contacted the enemy, who exploded into chunks of flesh. He turned his face back, and smiled again. They didn’t move. One skymare began to aim his gun at Aryn, who simply looked at him, and his gun exploded, coating him in plasma and he began to dissolve before their eyes. Aryn looked directly at the leader, shock and fear etched in every line of his face, and raised his arm once more. They ran.

    Once they disappeared into the distance Aryn could feel his consciousness return to fully control his body, and he swayed dangerously, stumbling, but was caught by a strong pair of arms.

    I’ve got you buddy.” Arcadio said, checking Aryn’s face. “You had us worried there, like really worried. And by had, I mean, we still are.

    I’m ok man, I just got… disconnected.” He replied, rubbing his temples, he felt like he hadn’t had sleep in days.

    “Can you elaborate?” Said a voice from their left, and Aryn turned to see the Overseer leaning by one of the demolished trees.

    Hey since when did you get h-“ Marric began, but was cut off by a raised hand.

    “I’m interested in the details of whatever that was, but now is not the time. We should hurry before they return.”

    Arcadio sighed and the team followed them inside, none noticing the other, shorter female lupine dragging the suit behind her.

    They all passed through the door, Silent propping her suit up against the door as it shut. A warning light appeared above them and flashing sign read ‘Venting Air’. There was a loud roaring sound and a rush of wind, then silence.

    “That would probably be Alessia and Gades flushing out the contaminated air.” Arcadio said, removing his mask, as did the rest of them.

    “Well,” The Overseer began, giving Aryn sideways glances, as if checking he was still able to stand. “I’ll go and find the others. Hopefully no skymares snuck inside while you were busy outside, so I’ll scout on ahead.”

    With that, she departed into the darkness of the corridor. After a few seconds a whirring noise began and the secondary lights snapped on.

    “I guess they got the back-up generator working properly then. So, how did the Overseer ge-” Lyll said, before being cut off by an unfamiliar and new voice.

    “Oh this is just great this is…”

    They all turned to see Silent inspecting the damages to her suit. She was now wearing a tool belt Aryn had not seen her wearing when she had exited the first time.

    “Who the hell are you? And how the hell did you get here?” Lyll said, annoyance clear in his tone.

    “Oh you really are thick aren’t you.” She groaned, standing up and turning around. “Hello, I am Silent.”
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  • Hello once more!

    I've posted some Chapter updates, those being:
    • Prologue
    • 1
    • 2 + 2.5
    • 3 + 3.25

    There are still more edits to come, but exams have got in the way of proper work on this, so hopefully these will do. Chapter 9 is finished, yet I will need to post my Chapters 3.5 to 4ish to have it make sense.

    I hope you enjoy what is there at the moment, and apologise for the delay.
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  • If you don't mind the set-up, use Custom NPCs. You can set their health, attack damage, pretty much anything to as high as you want, give them AI behaviour; the choice is yours. I play(ed) a lot of single player and I never really install mob mods, so while I may not be too much of a help, I can try give you some advice if you need/want it.
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    ZpknTr wrote: Man!! U are not a human... i even hate autodesk etc. stuff but they are way easier than Toolbox...
    I only have 1 suggestion for u:
    U are using too much boxes and this causes a little lag and eats ram...
    And ram is a big issue for multiplayer servers...
    Can u try to use less boxes or whatever it is and try to shape with defining positions?
    (ik its a hard thing to do)

    It's hard to get good levels of detail with less shape boxes. If you are making a server like LabJac's for example (Survival Multiplayer) you could always limit the weapons to higher tier. Otherwise, I'm sorry, but the amount of shape boxes really can't be decreased.
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  • Hello everyone! I wasn't planning on posting this until my early-chapter edits were complete, but I think due to the season I should post this. So, please enjoy Chapter 8.

    Chapter 8

    “So, I’m just gonna go through it one more time.” Aryn said as they bounced up and down in the back of the truck, their breath creating clouds of condensation around them in the freezing temperatures.

    “You’ve gone through this like six times already!” Lyll said, his head in his hands.

    “Well I want to make sure we all get what the Overseer told us.” Aryn replied, but was cut off by Marric over the comms from the cabin passenger seat.

    She said that ‘We are to enter an abandoned Skymare research and mining facility, to secure the area and then wait for her to arrive. We will need to gain access to the central mine to complete the final steps of her plan, and that we are to be wary of enemies from inside the compound, or any that may have followed us’.

    “Not like many people would want to follow us up here.” Alessia said, sitting huddled in the corner to stay warm. There was a chorus of chortles as the truck continued along.

    Now a good time to hand out the masks?” Arcadio said over comms from the drivers seat.

    “As good a time as any I guess…” Lyll said, reaching into a bag by his feet and pulling out what appeared to be a compact form of gas mask, which was handed around to everyone except Silent, obviously.

    Aryn took off his helmet, pulled his mask on and secured it with the straps around the back of his head, and then re-secured the helmet in place. Despite having already tried them on, it surprised him how little of his vision was obstructed.

    The Overseer had advised them to use the masks, as the area they were travelling to had previously been used as a testing ground for all kinds of weapons, and there were heightened levels of radiation in the snow and dust, so the masks were to make sure they didn’t breathe any in. She had also warned that energy storms appeared more frequent in the area due to the energy misbalance caused by the mine, and it could disrupt electronics at that high of a level.

    A sudden shuddering motion brought Aryn out of his thoughts, and he noticed they had stopped.

    The snow is too thick to get any further, but I think I can just about see the research base.” Arcadio called over comms, and they heard the engine turn off.

    Lyll lowered the tailgate and they all jumped out, the snow enveloping their feet to just below the knee. Drawing their weapons they followed Arcadio slowly towards a rocky hillside just visible in the early morning light. As they got closer Aryn noticed a pair of hangar bay doors set back into the side of the hillside, with some smaller buildings just outside, making it look the part of some kind of arctic research station.

    Nearing the external buildings, Arcadio signalled for Aryn and Lyll to check one of the closest outbuildings to identify their purpose. They split off from the group, as did Alessia and Gades to check another, and as they approached Lyll cried out, suddenly stopping and falling over into the snow.

    “What happened?” Arcadio said, rushing over as Aryn pulled Lyll back to his feet.

    “There was something under the snow, I don’t know what, but it certainly wasn’t ground.” Lyll replied, shaken. Aryn slowly reached down and brushed away the snow, and recoiled. Lying before them was a frozen, mutilated corpse. Its skin was blackened by the cold, but what was left of it had been perfectly preserved. It was so deformed, there were no distinguishing features hinting at its species.

    “How long did the Overseer say this facility had been closed for?” Marric said, his head appearing from around Arcadio’s shoulder.

    “About seven years. I guess they would have stayed preserved this long…” Arcadio replied, gazing over the large gashes in its sides, strangely angled limbs and what appeared to be bullet entry holes at its chest.

    “Come on, we’ve got to keep going. The other buildings appear to be small storage warehouses.” Alessia announced, having appeared behind them. She looked down at the body. “There are more of them around. A few on the steps of one of the buildings, and I’d bet that there are more of them inside.”

    They rose to their feet and walked cautiously over to the hangar doors, which loomed over them, easily able to fit a reasonably sized aircraft. The doors were slightly ajar, and the gap was just enough to slip through. Through the space only an expanse of darkness could be viewed.

    Someone have a torch?” Arcadio whispered. Marric unclipped a flashlight from his belt and turned it on. They slipped past the door, and into the hallway beyond.

    It was wide walled and tall ceilinged, but after that the normal features of an indoors area disappeared. Where the light swung, they could easily see many more mutilated bodies piled against the wall, many closest to their entrance point frozen, the ice crystals still visible on their bodies. There were large blood splatters encompassing large sections of the walls, with panels hanging loosely from the ceiling and walls, torn electrical wires visible, the occasional cable hanging straight down, blocking their advance into the darkness.

    Woah…” Lyll breathed, staring around at the carnage.

    Arcadio signalled for them to move forward, raising his rifle as he began to creep ahead into the blackness. The others followed closely behind, continuing to stare around at the wreckage. Their footsteps echoed off the walls, reverberating down the passage. As they continued side corridors could be seen off to the left and right, some blocked up with debris, covered in blood or piled high with dead bodies.

    After a multitude of minutes walking in deathly quiet, they reached a large door blocking their path, similar in design to that at the base entrance. A sign, which hung off the wall beside it, read ‘Mine Entrance’.

    I guess this is end of the road. Should probably get this open.” Marric said, pulling his backpack off of his back, opening it, and withdrawing five RHA plastic explosive charges.

    I would stand back. Like, really far back.” He warned, setting the munitions against the door. The others all backed away, and hid in the nearest side-passages, Lyll and Aryn having to throw some more corpses out into the hallway to make room.

    Are you sure the place won’t collapse?” Alessia asked as Marric scampered around the corner, detonator in hand.

    Don’t worry, I’m sixty-three per cent sure.” He replied, smiling at her dismayed expression.

    Ten. Nine. Eight. Seve- Oh who am I kidding it’s boom time!” Marric announced, and pressed down firmly on the trigger. There was a deafening bang and cracking sound which shook the entire area so much the piles of bodies slumped to the floor.

    You never were one for warnings were you Marric?” Arcadio said, rubbing his ears to get rid of the tinnitus.

    They all stepped out from their cover viewing body parts strewn across the floor from the dead who lay at the base of the door when the charges detonated. In unison, they stared at the door as Marric redirected his torch to it.

    Are you serious?” Said Alessia.

    That SHOULD have worked…” Marric replied, hands on his hips gazing at the unmarked door. It appeared the cracking sounds they had heard was in fact the concrete ceiling.

    So Marric, what does your ever-present wisdom say we should do next?” Lyll inquired condescendingly.

    As far as I can see, we have two options. Either we get some power on in this place and find the mechanism to open the door, or we can try a different kind of explosive. This is a mining facility, so some of the warehouses out front probably hold a few spares.” He replied, turning around to see them all staring at him in disbelief. “What? That’s my judgement.

    You want to blow this up again?” Gades asked, raising his eyebrow.

    Look, it just an option, I mean, who knows if there’s still fuel for the main generators, if the back-up turns on or even if they work at all. If they do and we find the controls, we won’t need the explosives. But I think it’s better to have them ready sooner.” Marric reasoned, gesturing towards the door and out the way they came.

    I guess that makes sense.” Aryn said thoughtfully.

    Fine. Alessia, Gades, you take Marric to go find the generators. Me, Lyll, Rhys and Silent will look for the door controls. Aryn, you go out to the warehouses and look for those explosives.” Arcadio voiced, sighing, admitting defeat and going with Marric’s crazy idea.

    They all nodded except Silent, who pointed at Aryn, then past him down the hall, and holding up a finger.

    He’ll be fine man, Aryn can handle himself. No need to worry, right mate?” Lyll responded to Silent’s actions. He then switched his attention to Aryn. “Yo dude, if you need help with carrying them back or something happens out there, just radio in.

    Aryn grinned as Lyll tapped the side of his helmet, smiled back, and punched him playfully on the shoulder. Aryn began to walk off into the blackness, turning around to give Silent a thumbs-up, and then continued his journey down the lightless corridor.


    As he strode forward his mind wandered, imagining what life would have been like if fate hadn’t decided to mess his life up so thoroughly. He pictured himself graduating from university; the happy faces of his family being the only clear ones in the crowd. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t recall when he had slipped through the front doors, or the headache began to form.

    Aryn was snapped out of his fantasy when his temples pulsed painfully. He looked around him, noticing he was not too far from the entrance, and looked around to see wisps of snow licking their way along the ground with significant speed in the distance. Suddenly, without warning, he was almost blown off his feet as a gust of snow whipped past him. His headache was becoming more unbearable as the seconds passed, the energy storm raging around him, blocking all visibility; it was all white.

    He held up a hand to his helmet as he trudged in the direction he hoped was back into the base, and pressed on the comms button.

    Can anyone hear me? Guys? Anyone?” He spoke into it, but was only met with static.

    ‘Of course,’ Aryn thought to himself, giving up on that idea. ‘The Overseer said most electronics wouldn’t work in a storm.’

    As he trudged through the ever-increasing volumes of snow he made out a dark shape, and hurried as fast as he could towards it. It turned out to be a tree trunk, stripped bare by years of storms and blackened by the sub-zero temperatures. He decided it was best to stay by the tree as a reference point.

    Almost as suddenly as it came, the winds died down, leaving snow and dust hanging in the air around him, painting his vision near totally white. He stared around, searching for any other features in the gloom other than the tree he resided beside.

    There was nothing.

    He was lost.

    And there we have it. Chapter updates will hopefully arrive early January, along with Chapter 9 mid-to-late January. Epilogue should be around the same as Chapter 9 as well.

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  • kieltiel871 wrote: Are you guys planning on adding a Thompson?

    Already in, at least with a drum magazine.
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