[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

[Sam]

*Arthur quietly heads over to the fence after making sure no other girls are near him

[Brnin8r]

Greg pats Arthur on the helmet, "Good job. Now head over to Surge. He should be nearing the complex. Try and follow him and we'll cover your movements."

Surge's radio crackled in his ear. *tzzzt* All right, now once you're in, remember to take no prisoners and make it as fast as you can to the containment vault. We'll be joining you soon enough. *tzzzt*

***

The fleeing footsteps hounded Chris as he steadily made his way down the stairs. "We've got him already, make sure no buddies of his follow us!" said a girlish voice. "Yes Ma'am!" an obedient reply sounded. Boots began stomping up the stairwell.

As Charlie's world grew dim, he heard the last snickers of giggling girls. "Look what the wittle boy's done now. He's wee-wee'd his pants." one girl sneered. Another laughed, "Well if I've heard right, the matriarch's plans for him oughta help out with that." more giggles ensued before a girl was assigned to each limb of Charlie to hoist him out. "Make sure nobody follows us. We should be long gone soon"

[Harri-chan]

Charlie heard them giggling. It was such a weird sound. It brought more fear, and yet also memories of better times. His nose twitched as he felt the wetness spread out, and thought to himself how funny they thought it would be if he'd stuck that thing in their legs and turned it on. The comment about the Matriarch's plans did cause some concern though as they rolled his limp body over and dragged him out of the clock tower. Why would they plans for him? And then he remembered the girl sat on his chest, and how she'd called him Chris and talked of how long they'd been looking for him. They thought he was someone else!

It didn't take much longer for the girls voices to fade away entirely, the pain in his thigh going away, the wetness in his combat pants disappearing as he passed out. He should be easy enough to wake up if they wanted, but otherwise it would be a couple of hours before his eyes opened again...

[Evra]

chris stops as the footsteps come up the stairs as they get closer her waits for a whilemore before jumping down hoping to land in front of the girls to catch them offguard as he lands he stands up gun raised hoping he can possibly get to the other before he's taken away

[Zoey]

"Acknoledged" replies Surge as he takes his handguns and rifle loading then with ammunition. "The vault should be coming up... Let's rock" he said to himself inorder to motivate himself.

[Brnin8r]

The front door was unguarded, primarily because there are guards on the walls before it. It was obvious the girls had assumed the big walls were more than enough. The front doors beckoned.

***

Two girls were ascending the stairs as Chris hopped down. They didn't seem nearly as surprised as Chris might have thought. The one on the right had her gun at the ready while the other punched him solidly in the gut. "You actually came down from the top? We already have your ace." she said as she drew her pistol.

Charlie was carted across the battleground into a long, pink-painted truck. "Toss him in, we'll be home soon enough." Four girls simultaneously tossed Charlie's body into the truck's bed, covered by the removable roof, no one could tell the girls had a prisoner. As he lay there, conciousness was returning...but not by much. Two girls were strapping him to a gurney while another began wrapping his bullet wound.

[Harri-chan]

Charlie's mouth opened with a sudden intake of breath as a sharp pain in the back of his thigh brought him awake with a jolt. His vision was blurred as his blue eyes shot open, to see two girl scouts bending over him. His gaze lingered, clearling so slowly as he stared at their chests. "Ugh... ", he groaned, turning his head a little to see another of the girls wrapping his thigh in bandage.

"You're making a mistake... ", he moaned, sounding half-asleep, his eyes closing again. "I'm not... not... ". Whatever he was saying was interrupted by another cry as the injured muscles in his leg twinged. He tried pushing one of the girls away, but the wound and the pain of the bullet being removed had drained him more than he realised, and his hand instead ends up grasping at her girl scout dress.

[Brnin8r]

The truck hummed to life and started it's way through the demolished town, bumping on every piece of debris in its way. "Not what? Huh?" asked one of the girls holding him down. She didn't seem very excited having a boy in the back of the truck. "Not hurting enough?" as she said it she reached down between his legs to push hard on his wound, "Not sorry enough for killing as many girls as you have, huh?" again she pushed harder where the bullet was.

"Sarah." warned one of the girls.

"What do I care what happens to this hate-mongering pig?" she asked the cautious girl, again pushing on his leg. "He's gone out of his way to shoot and kill more girls over the last few months than we've had conversions!" this time she punched the inside of his thigh. "If it were me, I'd make him a bimbo with bad-vision and throw him into the frontlines...see how he enjoys being eviscerated by the next sniper protege." once more she flicked his wound with her hand.

"You don't deserve the kindness of the Matriarch, boy."

[Harri-chan]

Charlie grunted as the truck bounced over the bumps in the road, making him even more uncomfortable than he already was. He tried to look up at the girl that was talking to him, but it was so hard to focus. He swallowed a deep breath, rubbing his tongue around his lips to wet them, but before he had a chance to attempt speaking again, she was pushing down on his leg, and he writhed in agony, his back arching as much as the straps holding him down would allow, the masculine cries filling the back of the truck.

His chest was heaving up and down beneath the brown t-shirt as she seemed to have stopped, only to feel her fist smack against his thigh, which brought a wave of dizziness along with it, and for a moment he thought he would black out again. He could hear her talking, his head snapping back as she flicked the wound through the bandages with another groan. The boy was shaking from head to toe, the injured leg more than the rest of him. His head shook from side to side as he listened to them talking about how many girls 'he' had killed, and pulled weakly on her dress, but the pain made it impossible to concentrate.

His blue eyes open once she had stopped, and he sucked in a few deep breaths, the pain etched across his face hiding the confusion he felt when he heard the girl named Sarah talking about the kindness of the Matriarch that he didn't deserve.

[Zoey]

"Jackpot" Surge said to himself as he went through the front door. "I'm in" he reported.

[Evra]

chris was caught off guard as they where ready for him and grunted as the girl punched him but he knew one thing they didn't that he was the actual ''ace'' they thought they captured as he kneels from the punch he would instantly try to kick the girl with the gun to knock her off balance to give him enough time to raise his smg and pump out a few quick shots at them . (heh first post iv done on my ps3)

[Brnin8r]

The inside of the building assaulted Surge's senses. The walls were garishly pink, flowers and butterflies decorated the walls and there was a pungent air freshener almost every ten feet. The comparison of the inside vs the outside was glaringly obvious...painfully so. There seemed to be no immediate threat...but who knew in this brightly colored labyrinth where the next foe was?

*tzzzt* Great Job Surge. We'll be following you in shortly. Try and make your way to a computer station. *tzzzt*

Further down the hall, Surge could see a hallway heading left and another heading right further down.

***

(A most excellent usage of technology. You get a gold star)
The girl who Chris kicked toppled down the stairs, the sickening smack of a concussion echoed up the clocktower. The other was not amused and threw a hard right hook into Chris' jaw, but was soon taken down by the quick smg barrage. The other girls placed to defend the escort were positioned on the main floor. No doubt aimed at the stairwell.

Charlie's pain slowly eeked out of his body as no more startling tugs or prodding was done to his thigh. "I just don't understand why we couldn't crucify him on the wall. It would be fun and my parents would be proud of me for being more religious." She laughed her own joke; no one else did.

"Aww come on guys! That was funny, right?" the other girls simply remained silent for a moment until the one bandaging his leg spoke, "It doesn't matter what we want to do with him. He has killed several of our girls without remorse, but the Matriarch wants him for something. And I'm not about to mess with her orders." Silence filled the truck bed. The weight of Matriarch's orders ran deep and no one was about to question them.

"So, small and obnoxious one." said the lead girl in the back, "Are you ready for what you're about to go through?"

[Harri-chan]

Charlie took long, deep breaths as the pain began to ease, leaving a dull ache down the back of his thigh. He knew there was only one girl talking, or perhaps two, but it felt like the mumuring of an entire room. It was hard to concentrate on and made his head ache. He held her dress, feeling her bare thigh against his hand, such a muddle of emotions, such a beautiful and yet wicked creature.

As the pain slowly eased, he became more aware of the wetness of his pants, and his nose wrinkled slightly as he looked up at the girl, "You're making a mistake", he groaned, his voice quiet, the words coming slowly. The more they spoke of this Matriarch and her plans, the more confused he got. Perhaps they'd just torture and kill him, a much prefered fate than the conversion he'd seen far too many victims of over the last two years.

His throat bulged as he sucked in a deep breath, looking at the girls around him with a groan. There wasn't much equipment on his body. A small radio, a few syringes, lock picks... and a small amount of plastic explosives. "What are you talking about? What plans? And who are you calling small, girlie? I'm telling you... you've got the wrong guy...". Maybe it would all work out to his advantage. He might get taken into their base, bring it down from the inside and escape, maleness intact.. but he'd never met a boy that had escaped after being captured, and he knew his unit wouldn't take any risks by coming after him.

[Evra]

chris stumbles slightly from the punch to the jaw as he takes them down he tosses a smoke grenade and runs up the stairs getting bak to the top he closes the door to the area locking it grabbing some ammo and his rifle making sure he grabs some syringes just incase as he runs across his catwalks reacing a different building and ducking down on the roof

[Zoey]

Being right handed Surge decided to head right, but he's had expirience in these kinds of infultrations before and the worst thing that can happen if a girls base is get lost. So he took the nose of his pistol and scrapped the edge of the right wall. This way if somehow he ends back in this corridor he knows he already took the right. With the wall marked, he continied down the chosen path looking around for the computer room or anything that could help him find it.