《How a Carpenter became the strongest melee fighter of the New World》 Prologue: A Gods awakening His eyes slightly opened as he was being shaken "Wake up!" the being on top of him was trying to finally get his Friend to finally end his nap "100 years more" the entity laying down groaned while turning over and giving the other being its back "You have been saying that for the past 200 years" said the being while pocking his friend harder and faster in its body "ok, I''m getting up..." the entities moved through the emptiness of an infinite white room that even lacked a floor, it was white as far as you could see. As they moved slowly their bodies morphed, they started to gain humanoid form. "So how has it been for the past five millennia? Anything interesting happened?" The entity that was sleeping had taken the appearance of a tall skinny handsome man. With delicate features. His skin so pale it almost radiated light itself, he looked like what a 14 year old girl obsessed with vampires fantasized with. The second entity adopted a much rougher look. Broad shouldered, with a thick long beard that was braided carelessly, his hood showed very little of his face but you could see dark skin and fierce red glowing eyes. Hi''s body covered in what seemed a thick dark cloak that surrounded him almost entirely, still unable to hide his muscles as he moved. They reached the only visible structure if you could call it that way, it was two columns and a simple arch built resembling classic Greek architecture, beyond it there was a modern sofa, some laying cushions, a small fridge, a giant TV and a Nuduendo 64 connected to it. The Cloaked God sat down and continued playing his run at Mario Kong 64. "Nothing really, playing with mortals alone is kinda boring. After the "dark ages" as they call them i withdrew all magic from the planet"Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! "YOU DID WHAT?!" The blonde God was not pleased with the past events, even his body language said that he could not believe what his partner did as he face palmed himself. "Dude, they were stuck, no progress at all, witch hunting, witch torturing, witch burning. [ohh look there is a lycanthrope in the village] [ohh no the cellar has been haunted] fuck that, after 4000 years i grew tired. i withdrew the magic and focused on other things. They have advanced technologically. i would not say I''m impressed, but this things are fun" said the man without taking his eyes away from the screen, in it a giant gorilla ate some shrooms and grew larger, the animation made him beat his chest King Kong style before continuing with the level. The blonde man walked behind the giant Plasma TV, there stood a glass square floating in the air, inside planet Earth. He extended his hand and in what for a human would be 0.0003 seconds he already had read all the recorded history and data on earth to that exact moment (yes your porn history included) he knew all that he missed, and yet he found it boring. he walked slowly back to where his companion played that video game, after sitting down he slumped over, his long blonde hair almost reached the floor, after a few seconds he sighted loudly. "OK, what is it" the Dark god paused the game and tossed the controller to the floor in front of him "Its all just so boring down there" the Light god said with a depressed tone. "Yes and why do you think i made it that way? To annoy you?" the question floated in the air and was not answered "How long have we know each other? 15 billion years? for fuck¡¯s sake, we decided the fate of the Dinosaurs with a coin toss. But you are upset about this?" the dark good stared at his friend who raised his head slowly and meet his gaze "Being honest now. I did not wanted to have fun without you." he made a pause to reinforce that statement "I let them grow in numbers, now we have more and more souls to play with... now listen to this" a scary grin formed in his face revealing pearl white teeth as he explained his plans for the small planet''s future. It did not take long before the Light God got excited about what they were about to do. "this is going to be fun. 8 billion huh? let''s see how many will pass the first trial" The television vanished as if Thanos had snapped his fingers and the small fish like tank that contained the planet hoovered in front of the sofa they were siting in. 1: Not such a boring day the giant glass windows that worked as the outside wall of the largest office in the floor. it was situated in a corner, allowing hi''s boss to have a 180 degree view of the 5th ave of NYC. 15 floors down heavy traffic congested the streets and even though he could not hear the commotion of the street he already knew how it would sound down there. after living in the city for close to 5 years he had grown tired of the noise, the stinking streets, rats that jumped out of the trash bags that accumulated on the streets at the end of the day, the beggars in ever corner of the major streets and not a single tree could be seen, even central park had an ironic name to it. "park" he thought as he laughed to himself. Its just a bunch of grass with trees separated at a distance of at least 30 feet. And lets not talk about the subway. "best city in the world" my ass. its the biggest metropolis in the American continent and it has the worst public transportation system he had seen so far. and he had traveled since childhood. if it was not clear by this point. He hated the city. each day his hatred grew stronger, like every New Yorker that lived here for long enough he had the feeling that he had to get out of here. problem is, you are to busy to even move away. Ironies of life. his drooling got interrupted by the "owner" more like the Wife of the owner. she married some magnate 30 years older than her and managed to get this position "Head manager". life is so simple when you look like supermodel Peter though as he turned around to see what she wanted "Those shelves will hold right?" she pointed at the shelving he just installed. using multiple studs and 4 inch screws. he was positive that he could even hang from them and they would not fall out, so he did, hanging from the outside edge his feet did not touched the ground as he stayed there for good 10 seconds, he could hear her gasp for a second when he did that, and wished he could see her face but she was behind him. He was not a small man by any means, 6''3" 240 pounds, he was not a gym nut, but you could clearly see that all his years in construction had lead to him having a great amount of muscles. "i think they will hold what ever you will put on them" Said Peter with a tired tone. after cleaning after himself from all the dust and wood splinters on the floor he excused himself and left the "big boss''s" office as he liked to call it, returning to finish what ever other work they had in list for him that day. The entire building used to be a newspaper''s printing factory, the ceilings where high, almost 16 feet, that is why it was bough by the company he worked for. they did Movie and TV show sets, he was called a "Production assistant" basically a glorified carpenter, from making fake walls to applying wall paper to even fixing electrical issues, his job had no limits, a "do it all" man. Today they had to paint this box that would work as a set for some Juvenile Swim sketch, his supervisor tried to explain to him what it was about but words came in through one ear and exited through the other, he did not cared, the only thing that mattered to him was that it was three 24 by 12 feet walls and it would take him all evening to apply the two coats of paint needed, he cursed his luck silently in his mind. as he covered the parquet floor with some drop cloths and took out the paint he saw the "big boss" strolling towards him in an angry manner. he sighted loudly, only thinking "what now?" "Hey peter, after you installed the shelves i noticed that the cable does not work any more, the land line ether, did you fuck up some cable with drilling those holes?" she asked him in a condescending way, she was pissed, he could tell. "that would be impossible, those walls don''t have cables or pipes in them. the cables go through the fake ceiling we got" he said in a tired manner again, not believing how stupid she was. but who was he to judge, she had the looks, why did she needed to have common sense?. She stood there for a few seconds staring at him as to waiting for a response "well?... what are you doing here? go take a look at what is going on, i have a big video conference in one hour!" she reinforced the last two words as in to trying to make him hurry up. without success. "you should talk this with the IT guy, he is in the server room" he pointed vaguely with his thumb behind him to a far away door that had a metal plate with the words "server room" written on it. "you do it, i don''t like that guy" Said the Big Boss as she stormed towards her office. Peter had guessed that it was because of the man''s questionable hygiene. but was just a guess. Slowly but surely he made his way to the giant office again, now carrying with him his tool bag, the big boss was standing in the middle of the room, arms crossed and with an annoyed look on her face, he ignored her and immediately started working, it was better this way. After checking the land line he confirmed that it should be working, at least the little lights flickered, yet the phone did not work. after bringing in a new cable and phone he realize that nether of those where the problem, he looked to the gigantic plasma and found no issues with the cable. after fetching a ladder and inspecting the fake ceiling with a flashlight, no chew marks from rats could be found. he had no clue, and that would piss her off. He grabbed his work tablet, the one that was provided to him by the company and tried to search for a solution in Muggle, "oh saint Muggle, please help me" he thought as he hit search Muggle Mercury search engine showed him a pixel art of a fox that informed him that he had no connection to the internet, he sighted loudly as he checked if he was connected to the WIFI, he indeed was, but the little yellow icon indicated that he had no connection to the internet. "so?" the young woman asked in a sassy manner "i need a second, be right back" Peter said as he left the office and headed towards the Server Room, after knocking lightly a few times he heard the man inside "come in" sitting on an office chair sat Mark, a fresh graduate from Stanford who was a total nerd, instead of picking better jobs as an IT professional he chose to work for this company because they made his favorite Super Hero movies, funny enough today he wore a T-shirt that had the U logo of Ultraman a very popular comic hero, his hair was brown thick and curly, tied in a pony tail behind his head, a bit chubby, but you could only notice it if he sat down, standing his belly stretched and he just looked average. He was not a bad kid. well for Peter to call him kid would be kind of a stretch since he only was 3 years older, but mentally speaking he was still like a teenager, all full of wonder and excitement. Peter liked the kid, from all the corporate assholes and actors with an ego the size of the empire state building he mostly interacted with him, for obvious reason. they where not close, but they did not hated each other''s guts ether. Mark even got Peter to start playing Wizards the Gathering with him on Wednesday nights at the not so far away comic store(literally 3 blocks up the street), Peter was still a novice, but he would lie if he said he did not enjoyed it, it was like he was retaking back his teenage years. he started to work full time since he was 17, almost 10 years ago. You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story. For some reason Mark seemed nervous, which was weird in him, always relaxed and talkative. "sup mark, I cant get to the internet, and the land line and cable in the big office is also gone" Said Peter as he leaned slightly against the door frame, never really entering the server room, the reason why? it was chaos personified, if you thought your room growing up was a mess you would be shocked at seeing the state it was in. it was not dirty, but everything was all over the place. Peter remembered something Mark said once {in all chaos there is always an order} or something like that, and to be honest, when he asked Mark for something he needed, he would find it in less than 30 seconds, the man had the memory of an elephant. "yes about that..." Mark turned around and started typing down quickly, he alt tabbed to different screens and before continuing "its been like this for the past 40 minutes, i tried everything, reset the servers three times. diagnostics come all messed up and i cant even start to imagine what is going on right now. it might be an issue with the city even, since i don''t have cell coverage ether" he said while raising his phone. Peter took out his phone and also found out he had no reception. "you think it might have been some terrorist attack and they have shut down all the networks?" asked Mark while turning around, his eyes went wide for a second before he coughed loudly "what are you two talking about?" Asked the Big boss ass she had creeped up on them without Peter noticing. "the whole system is down, not even cellphones work. i don''t think there is nothing wrong with your office... in terms of hardware" said peter while turning slightly towards her as he spoke "NOTHING WRONG?!" she screamed "I GOTTA TALK WITH WONDER STUDIOS ABOUT THE NEW [Z MEN] MOVIE!" she keep going at it, venting at Peter and then at Mark, making wild threats about us getting fired and reiterating on how useless we both where. This was all normal, both men ignored her and just looked at her while she was ranting, after a while she just left while still talking to herself "Holy shit that was a long one" said Mark as he waived a magazine to cool himself down "good thing its not shooting day, if we where filming, and this happened i doubt she would have let us walk this quickly, today is only the 3 of us right?" asked Mark while frowning slightly "Anastasia is in the prop department, she has to get some stuff ready for tomorrow, so its 4. I should head back before she returns and shits on my head for idling" as he turned around and before Peter had time to leave Mark spoke "hey!, Tomorrow night, Wizards The Gathering?" Mark asked with an excited smile on his face "sure, not like i got anything better to do on a Wednesday night, lets meet after work" After saying that Peter left the server room and closed the door behind him. The next few hours went as expected, two of the the walls he was supposed to paint where drying and the third one was almost done, Peter took small break to drink some water and check if he had left any lines on the walls that where drying, without much surprise, he did a good job and the wall was painted perfectly, he checked his phone, 7:33pm. he calculated that he would probably finish by 10 with the second coat. As he was about to get back to work the lights went off. "what the fuck?" Peter muttered as he took out his flashlight from one of the pockets in his cargo pants, making his way to the breaker box, on his way he saw Mark who had his head leaning outside his server room asking what was going on "i don''t know, let me check" peter answered. after opening the breaker box he found that everything was in place, shortly after the backup generators that the building had turned on, only a small number of lights where working now, still enough to see your way around so Peter put his flashlight away. "dude this is weird" said Mark while he was looking outside through a window. All the lights where off, a few buildings with backup generators showed dim lights inside, others where completely black. as they looked down, the congested street was impossible to see, only a few cars had their lights on, but you could tell that the street was full of cars just most of them not working. on the distance and through the thick glass there cold be heard the echo of a strange sound, it was like if your neighbor was throwing firecrackers on his back yard. "are? are those gunshots?" asked mark as he pointed down the street. in between all the darkness you could see muzzle flashes Peter wanted to say something but was interrupted by a scream from the other side of the filming set. where the prop department was. "fuck!" Peter cursed as he rushed to see what else could be waiting for him on this legendary bad day. to his surprise it was nothing good. Anastasia, the woman that worked for the Props department was running while screaming hysterically, chasing behind her there was a creature not taller than a child that looked like what rats would have become if they evolved to be bipedal beings, it had a crude loincloth and a knife in its hands, it was gaining on the woman, cutting her slightly and then backing up again, toying with her while licking his whiskers anticipating the meal. Peter did not understood what was happening but he did not cared, that THING was trying to kill her coworker and therefore he even had a legal precedent to end the threat. Anastasia and petter crossed paths, she did not stop for him. shortly after peter clashed with the RatMan. Much lighter in weight and size the beast was knocked back with Peter''s momentum, it was stunned for a second, laying on the floor, it shook it''s head to try to clear it, but before it had time, Peter grabbed one of It''s legs and ragdoll pounded him against the wall. the RatMan now with his fur all covered in fresh pink paint was very hurt, it tried to crawl away but peter just stomped on its head, as it was about to die, it screeched, so hard that peter almost had to cover his ears, he ignored the sharp pain in his head and kept stomping the head of the RatMan with his steel toe boots until it died. The floor was a mess, black blood was starting to spill from all around the body of the Creature. Before Peter could have a moment to rest, fellow screeches could be heard from down the hallway. "Jesus fucking Christ" cursed Peter as he saw another 3 RatMan appear on the distance, from his tool''s belt he took out his carpenter''s hammer, after taking his shirt off and wrapping it around his arm as some sort of padded armor he got ready for the fight that was to come. 2: first and second Wave The screeches of the RatMan could only be drowned by the screaming of the two hysterical women behind him, between the blackout and the screeching monster seems like Big Boss... Lisa had come out to check what was all the fuss about only to get horrified by the sight of a stomped down corpse laying in the middle of her filming set. "Mark get them and hide somewhere safe!" Said Peter as he waited for the charging enraged RatMan to come, only a few seconds away. the IT man did not move, still in shock "DO IT NOW!" Peter''s strong voice and his commanding tone seemed to snap the man back to reality as he rushed the to females and shoved them down towards the big office. Peter thanked god that he did not have to be weary of their safety anymore. The leading RatMan jumped with a dagger high above his head trying to stab the taller opponent in the neck or head, he was meet with a left punch to the chest that stopped his momentum due to the light weight of the monster, but left Peter''s left hand pained, seems like his wrist was at a non proper angle and now he had to be careful to not get a permanent injury but that was something to be weary of later. Without wasting time he lowered his hammer and the hit landed on the knee of the leading RatMan who was trying to get up from the floor. a nasty crack could be heard as their thinner and more fragile bones broke. to be honest Peter doubted even a Human would come unscratched from a hammer hit like that to the knee. As the Leader of the RatMan screeched in pain and rolled around hanging to his useless leg the other two Creatures became more hesitant to attack, slowing down and trying to surround him, Peter thanked that he chosen the hallway to fight since it worked kinda like a bottleneck even if they tried to catch him in a pincer maneuver they did not have the space to fully get on his blind side. peter backed off as showing caution and fear, as the RatMan advanced he made a move towards the RatMan on his left, who jumped back instantly. what they did not knew was that it was a faint since the beginning. as the RatMan on the right lounged at him Peter''s swing was already mid way, without the possibility to dodge the RatMan tried to Duck, the hammer impacted on the creatures ear instead of the chin as he intended, but the impact of a solid piece of metal to the head of that Thing still did its work making it lose balance and fall down. before Peter could finish or incapacitate permanently the second RatMan he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. the RatMan on his left had jumped down while he was not looking and had sunk his teeth deep down, reaching the bone. Peter screamed in pain and ran against the wall of the hallway. using all his weight to slam the over evolved pest on his shoulder, but even after that it would not let go, clawing and biting more fiercely, so Peter took a different approach, he lowered his hammer and while pinning the RatMan to the wall he hit him in his loincloth as hard as he could, expecting the creature to have some sort of sensitive organs down there. The beast let go immediately, fell down on the ground and started to cough while it''s body shrunken down instinctively due to the sharp pain he was experiencing. Peter inverted his hammer, and with the nail removing part he struck down at the base of the neck of the bent over creature, it sunk in fairly deep and after a quick twist he could feel how he was separating It''s spine. The stunned RatMan jumped on Peters back, now recovered from the hit he suffered before, clawing at him Peter let go of the hammer that was lodged in the back of the Fresh kill and tried to get a hold of him but the beast was quick and agile, each second he felt how his back was starting to get decorated with more and more cuts from the monster''s claws until a hard hit was heard and the beast landed on the ground. Peter looked to his left and saw Mark armed with a Broom stick that was shattered, the broom part laying on the floor next to them, seems he broke it from the impact. "thanks" Peter said as he walked over and finished the little RatMonkey that was on his back with a series of kicks to the back of the head. the Leading RatMan had crawled almost half way through the hallway, leaving a small trail of blood from the shattered knee, which seems had some bones sticking out. "wanna finish that one off?" asked Peter but Mark shook his head. "i understand" Said peter as he put his hand on the left man''s shoulder "not everyone is prepared to kill"Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. Peter walked over to the Leader, took out his Leatherguy multi tool knife and slit the beasts throat. while he walked back he could hear the monster choking on his own blood. "lets head back"
*HOLY FUCKING SHIT* Mark though in his head, as he pushed her two coworkers towards the office of Lisa hi''s boss, after entering and lowering all the shades, he pushed the table and lay it on its side offering them some kid of barrier or protection "I will be right back, i need to help him" He tried to sound as determined as he could, but the words that came out of his mouth sounded more like the ones of a scared child, he even stutter a bit. "NO DON''T GO! DON''T LEAVE US ALONE" Screamed Anastasia as she held to the bottom of his shirt. "he can die i gotta go, don''t make any noises and wait for someone to come back, I''ll knock three times so you know its me" he was about to exit the door as he saw a broom and a dustbin next to some shelving, he took the broom and exited the room, he heard the door being locked behind him immediately. no sense cowering up now. as he approached the hallway he could hear some hard fighting noises, he picked up his pace and now was running. as he reached the scene he saw Peter deal the finishing blow to the RatMan that was bent over in pain, the only able RatMan left jumped on his back, and started to claw on Peter, they did not stopped moving, he readied the swing but did not wanted to hit peter in the head, and when the opportunity was right he struck the thing with all his strength, it reminded him of how he used to swing in baseball when playing as a kid. The hit landed fair and square on the RatMan''s ribcage. The broom stick broke from the force of the impact. Mark was perplexed, he did not imagined he could do that, like in his mind he was just some computer nerd that played Caves & Drakes in his free time. and now he was able to sent flying a MONSTER from one swing "thanks" those words snapped him back to reality, he saw how Peter gruesomely dispatched the last two RatMan he looked at their corpses, four of them, he could not see their faces since two of them where mush, the other one was face down and the last one down the hallway but it was way to weird. he focused on the man tried to find a logical conclusion about all of this. Nothing came to mind. and then he seen it "STOP!" he yelled at peter who was almost half way back towards the office room. "they are called RatKin. This three are level 1, and that last one you killed is level 2" Peter seemed confused but he turned around and approached him "How do you know this?" Peter asked confused "Just look at them, and focus, focus your sight, try to think what they are" Mark tried to explain it but it was hard. on top of the dead bodies he now could see text that read the following < Ratkin > Level 1 *deceased*
It took Peter almost 2 minutes to start seeing what Mark meant, and to his credit he was right, not only did he saved him lots of trouble with that last """RatKin""" he also seemed to be useful on many other ways. if this was the apocalypse he has earned himself a seat in the favorites list. the Set was dead silent, as Peter examined the bodies slightly, he wanted to know their weakness. and as he suspected he could break their bones and articulations easily. they also seemed to have balls and it hurt them to be hit there. the skull on the other hand seemed to be very thick and resistant. and their teeth where sharp and hard. "L...Lets get moving man" Mark said clearly a bit creeped out about the whole examining monster corpses ordeal "lets just pile them up and go" in less than 30 seconds the 4 corpses where piled on some corner and covered with one of the drop cloths Peter used for painting, as they headed to Lisa''s office peter took a second to marvel at the imprint that the First RatKin he killed left on the freshly painted wall. it was almost comical. like the stuff you would see in a comic book or a cartoon. and out of nowhere he started laughing hysterically while pointing at it, he laughed so hard he bended over. Maybe it was the shock of the past few minutes, maybe it was The blood loss or the madness of it all but when Mark approached him and saw what he was pointing at he also started laughing. A bit of fun to take out the edge he told to himself. On their way back they picked up a first aid kit and Mark knocked three times on the door before he heard it being unlocked, he entered carefully and slowly to not startle up the two women. Anastasia was holding a fire extinguisher in her hands and she was pointing it at the door while Lisa was armed with a Drawer he took out of her tipped over desk. They both relaxed when they saw it was them, but immediately got concerned when they saw the state Peter was. After locking the door and helping move some furniture to secure it even more they tended to Peter''s wounds while they spoke, and informed the two Females of what they discovered so far. The bleeding on his back had stopped, or at least most of it, but the two deep bite wounds from his left shoulder where a much serious injury, it almost incapacitated his left arm, he could still move it, but Peter had to admit that it was painful and uncomfortable. The most the girls... more like Anastasia could do was to clean the wound, apply some butterfly stitches to close the wound and cover it with a gauze. Lisa as always just stood there and looked doing nothing. When they mentioned that if you focused hard enough you could see the monster''s names they dismissed it as hallucinations, it was until Peter intervened that they accepted it as a fact "if you want me to prove it to you i can bring one corpse and you can check it yourself" Said peter as he was getting up after being patched up. they both immediately agreed that they believed the story. or at least pretended to. the next hour or so was boring, after confirming that no more RatKin where in the premises they started gathering as many resources as they could. from food and water to improvised weapons. Peter cut two pieces of plywood and put some handles in them to work as shields. by using a 2"x4" beam, and hammering some nails to one of the ends he created a spiked club and gave it to Mark. he kept his metal hammer as main weapon, but got another one in his belt as a secondary, and also he put his pocket knife in his boot to make it accessible in case of a ground grappling fight. it was all going well and they where preparing for the apocalypse when suddenly
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The 4 of them said "fuck!" almost at the same time. but there was no time to be wasted, the clock was ticking, and who or whatever was doing this to them will not give them a spare second extra. 3: the Weakness of Electricity? "what do we do?" Asked Anastasia with a shaky voice as her eyes did not leave the count down counter in front of her. probably in her mind, when the counter reached 0 it symbolized her doom. Peter had the same feeling. even with this first encounter he got badly wounded. another Wave? was it going to be the same 4 RatKin like before? 8 of them this time? maybe something stronger? it was all questions he had no answer for, so just like Murphy''s law says "if something can go wrong it will". Main objective right now? prepare for the worst. As peter yelled orders everyone seemed to ignore him while in panic fore sighting what was about to happen. "ugh. fuck this" peter gave up on the bunch of them. he ran to the dressing closet and grabbed his biker gear. he put the gear on on record time, at least it would protect him from claws and bites better than a regular shirt. also the gloves had some neat knuckle reinforcements made out of carbon fiber, after punting on his helmet he returned to meet the bunch. to his surprise Mark was proactive and now had sharpened two sticks some 6 feet long and gave them to the girls. "just wave them around and try to keep the things far away, we will try to deal with most of them..." as he turned to see peter in full gear he was shocked for a second but gave him a thumbs up as if agreeing with the choice. Peter looked like a clown to be honest. his full biker gear did not match the tools belt he had strapped on top of it, and even worst, the improvised plywood shield and hammer made him look like a low leveled character in an MMO that has mismatching gear. and its only wearing it for the stats. 1:23 they had around one minute before the second wave started. Peter knew that trying to contain what ever was coming for them in the Filming set would be impossible, to big of an open space. the big office was even a worst idea, the walls that faced the film set where made of cheap Drywall and some beams, maybe some fiberglass working as an sound aslant but not much less. they needed some place they could hide, but also sturdy enough. A light bulb turned on inside his head as he raised the visor of his helmet to be heard better by the three of them. "we go to the regular Office, all the cubicles are made of metal frames fixed to the floor, and its a fucking maze, all of us know what is where and how to get from one point to another. we will use that to our advantage" without letting them decide he hurried them up even though the two women where reluctant to leave the room. Mark agreed with his judgment "the hallways between the cubicles will work as a bottle neck in case of big numbers and we can always just duck down disappearing behind the walls, then we ambush them" Peter even thought that his colleague... His friend was starting to et excited. He would consider Mark now as a friend, he did risk his life coming to help him out with the RatKin. and he appreciated that. with less than 30 seconds left they decided to set post at the beginning of a dead end in the cubicles, they had space to retreat, and if they found themselves against the wall they could just use a table and jump over to the hallway next to them, the cubicles walls where not that high. Peter saw that Anastasia still carried the Fire extinguisher with her as she lowered next to her and held her crude spear. more like spiked stick in her hands, he did not disapproved, girl had potential. Lisa on the other hand was all nervous and having panic attacks, they been ignoring her for the past minute but now it was almost impossible to tolerate "guy we are going to die, we should have left the floor and try to find some help on the street as i said!" she half cried half screamed as she curled up under a table, she hugged her knees and buried her face in them. not a smart thing to do when you are wearing a summer dress. for a glimpse of a second peter noticed she was not wearing any underwear, but snapped out of it as the count down reached the single digits. KILL now, think about SEX later. he told to himself as they all prepared for their inevitable doom 5 4 3 2 1 And nothing happened. No explosions, no giant swarm of monsters rushing them. "a bit anti climatic don''t you think?" said Mark half laughing "don''t jinx it man" Peter''s voice sounded muffled from inside the helmet. but he did not cared, right now with the dead silence around them he could be heard clearly "Ana, i did not have a chance to ask, how did you meet the RatKin?" sadi peter while turning slightly to the woman that was crouching next to him. She was from eastern Europe, tall, skinny, straight silky raven black hair that dropped a bit lower than her shoulders, she had a cute face but lacked the curves that Peter personally liked. on the other side she had some marvelous hands, the props she made always amazed him. from extremely realistic manikins to silicone masks that would envy the most skilled makeup artists in the industry. "I... I don''t know i was working and then i heard some noises as i inspected the storage shelves where we keep all the raw materials i saw them there, 4 RatKin?" she was not so sure to call them that yet "i panicked, and pushed one of the shelves on top of them, i think i caught three of them under it, but the 4th one managed to escape, he chased me down" her eyes started to tear up but she held herself together "there was no way they could have entered the storage closet without me noticing, so i guess they just appeared there" she concluded before sobbing slightly for a few seconds. "ok. so a wild guess would be that they appear randomly in the floor. now we don''t know where the enemies are, but the message was clear, the second wave is here" somehow all of them seeing the same things made the situation less crazy and easier to accept... except for Lisa who was not rocking back and forth like a traumatized child while whispering something on the lines of "i wanna go home" Peter frowned, nobody could see it since he had his helmet on, but he had to make a decision, since he took out the RatKin there was created an unspoken hierarchy, and it seemed like he was the one calling the shots. something he disliked much. for the past 10 years he been doing what he was told, not more not less. Being in a position of Command was outside his comfort zone. "ill go and investigate. Mark, stay here and try to protect them. if something BAD happens activate the fire alarm" Said peter as he pointed to the wall, a few paces away a small red rectangle had a glass protecting a small lever, if broken and pushed down the entire floor would be engulfed in flashy red and white lights and very loud sounds. This was good and bad in a way. good because more than likely the monsters would not understand what was going on, bad because it would make it almost impossible to communicate even in short distances without shouting. "if i find them and get overwhelmed I''ll try to drive them here to the bottle neck." he made a pause and a breathed deeply. he could not show weakness now. if his determination crumbled he doubted the 4 of them would make it out of here alive. "if I''m not back in 5 minutes... don''t go looking for me, i would most likely be" before he could finish Mark spoke "don''t worry, you''ll be back, you are a FUCKING BEAST MAN!" said Mark as he shook Peter slightly while holding his shoulders, it hurt because of the recent wounds, a small Smile appeared in his face, nobody saw it because of the helmet but he appreciated Mark trying to encourage him. "I''ll be back" Doing his best impression of Gernold Schwatzentiger a famous actor from the movie Exterminator. he walked slowly watching around corners to not get hacked up like in the famous videogame franchise Dark Spirits, which made it clear that the enemy you don''t see are the ones more likely to kill you. Half way through the office and on his way to the Filming set he saw a small mirror on one of the cubicles, more than likely used by the worker that sat there to adjust their hair or makeup... he had an idea. Taking out some duct tape from his tool''s belt he fixed the mirror to the front right corner of his shield. this way he could peek over corners without having to expose himself that much. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. he advanced through the maze of cubicles, and did not find a single monster. as he reached the hallway he peeked with the mirror and saw something strange, the pile of dead RatKin they had stacked up in the corner at the end had disappeared, the drop cloth covering them was thrown to the side and the bodies where gone. "that is not good" Peter thought as he silently advanced down the hallway trying to hear everything around him. even though the helmet impaired his hearing and vision a bit he still would take the protection. getting KO''d would mean death. As he approached the no longer there pile of corpses he saw a trail of black blood, something or someone had dragged the corpses deep down inside the filming set. he used the mirror to check around the corner only to get surprised, horrified and disgusted at what he was witnessing. < ReanimatorBot > Level 6 As the robot was cutting parts from the corpses of the dead RatKin and adding them to himself, it had 2 RatKin arms, walked on 4 RatKin legs, the center core was or some strange machine, almost cubic like, small pincer like arms lifted one of the arms of the RatKin, a scalpel cut the articulation at the shoulder level with surgical precision, as it implanted and assimilated the new arm Peter saw something that made him scared < ReanimatorBot > Level 7 the more parts it added the strongest it''s level became. it was not clear right now what levels meant, but for now Peter assumed it was the strength of the monster. He had no time to back off and call for help, by the time the would be back the monster could be level 15 for all the know. He had to act and quickly. While guessing that the monster had his back turned to him he started to creep up on him, trying not to alert it of his presence. It did not work, the ReanimatorBot had sharp "senses" if you could call it that way, more like sensors. The moment it started to turn around to Face peter he charged in shield in front of him, he was positive that the cube weighted far more than the RatKin, so he did not have a size advantage. what he had is knowledge about the RatKin body. As the ReanimatorBot was halfway turning around Peter slid underneath while aiming a hard hit with his hammer to the RatKin leg attached to the Bot. To his surprised it did not break, he heard a crack, but the leg seemed to be still functional. this was bad. Not only it gained new body parts from the dead it also reinforced them. expect the worst. peter thought as he backed away and let some space between him and the Bot. it mechanically started to turn back towards Peter, he had calculated that it was slow and clumsy because of the state that the parts it attached where, most of the RatKin where pretty beat up, so agility was not its strength. What it lacked in speed it compensated by being a metal tank, with reinforced limbs, and god know what kind of weaponry. for now he saw that the Three RatKin limbs attached to the ReanimatorBot had two knifes and a club. the knifes where not such a big deal since they where dull, that is why they did not picked them up and his Motorist gear could protect him from them easily, the club on the other hand could break a bones. as he circled around trying to find a weak spot he realized what the Bot was doing, his front was keeping him at bay while in the back he kept collecting body parts, this was a race against time. the longer it took Peter to take down this thing the stronger it got. "Bot" he thought. it had to be electrical in nature. He had an idea.
The Hallway they where staying was dead silent, only the mumbling of Lisa could be heard from under the desk. Anastasia had recovered, and her emotions where now controlled, she seemed composed and focused, waiting for Peter to appear in the distance followed by a swarm of monsters. Like Mark suspected, Lisa crumbled under the pressure, but Anastasia was strong. Real life people react differently to life and death situations. Fight Flee or Freeze. It was clear what attitude each of them had chosen Mark still could not really believe what was happening, but it was not like a dream or drugs, his head was clear, vision sharp. he could feel and experience everything without the fogginess that he would have if it was those two cases. The clock ticked and they waited. 2 minutes passed 3 minutes still no signs of Peter or the monsters. The sprinklers activated without warning makingMark jump on his feet, looking around. Lisa screamed and covered her ears, while Anastasia also seemed scared for a second. "he said fire alarm, why the sprinklers?" Anastasia screamed trying to get Mark''s attention. "i don''t know. but we should check" as they where about to leave and head the way Peter left Lisa begged them to stay "just drag her along" said mark as he rose his shield, Anastasia pretty much had to drag Lisa, she resisted passively, but kinda complied. her crying now masked by the water flowing down her face. her makeup all messed up. Soaked wet they made their way down to the hallway, now clear sounds of fighting could be heard. Metal hitting metal, and other mechanical sounds. "stay here, protect each other" mark made sure that both women had their pointy sticks in their hands as he rushed down the hallway again. Late again he though, hope to make it in time... as he reached the corner and turned around he saw Peter on top of a mass of metal and recycled limbs that where trying to stab him. he was using his Shield to wend off and block some of the limbs trying to catch him while he was using a drill to perforate the top part of the "ReanimatorBot Level 10?" Mark immediately caught up to what Peter was trying to do, he rushed in and with a swing of his spiked club some of the nails landed in the elbow of one of the Reused RatKin arms, the bot now had two enemies to be weary of.
Peter saw that the reanimator bot was not interested in to following him so he retreated quickly to the Big Office room. his tool bag was still there, after changing the wood drill bit for a metal one he emptied the trash bin and wrapped the plastic bag around the impact drill and hung it from his tool belt. the ladder he used before to check the fake ceiling was there to, by using it he reached a sprinkler and smacked it hard. this created a chain reaction, activating all the sprinklers in the filming set. Without losing a second he picked up the ladder and rushed outside, while reaching the place where the ReanimatorBot was working he climbed up on top of one of the fake walls they used, they did not reach the ceiling, it was an 10 feet tall wall. Before the Bot had time to see him he jumped. landing on top of the Mechanical abomination, he took out the drill and started to make holes on the top of the metal hatch it had. he mostly focused on the two hinges that kept closed the top compartment. he felt a sharp pain of being stabbed in his right calf but he ignored it. out of nowhere Mark appeared to his aid. He started to like the kid more and more. While his hits did not do much to hurt the monster, it kept it entertained. after drilling what he considered enough holes he dropped the drill and picked up his hammer, using the nail removing part of it he used it as a crowbar to open the hatch. After a few attempts it started to loosen up, all the arms quit attacking Mark and focused on Peter desperately. As the hatch flew open, Peter saw a creature, not taller than 10 inches, sitting inside the ReanimatorBot, skin of grayish color and a wide head that was more eyes than any other recognizable feature, it looked scared and tried to scream as Peter pulled it out and broke It''s neck like if it was a chicken, the creature went limp. The ReanimatorBot on the other hand did not stopped, his movements now more clumsy and even more Telegraphed attacked the closest enemy it could see, in this case Mark, who tanked it all with the shield. "it has an internal computer, brake it" screamed Mark as he was pushed back by the attacks. Peter did not even needed to hear that With the name "ReanimatorBot" he would destroy all the inside just in case it could reconstruct itself. Without losing a second and swing after swing mixed with all the water pouring inside the cabin making sparks and short circuits the ReanimatorBot had a *deceased* tag under its name and collapsed on the floor in front of them while leaking oils or some other hydraulic fluids. After Peter got down, he just sat with his back against the bot exhausted. "just shut down the sprinklers, and bring them here, I''m fucking dead" Peter said while breathing heavily. Mark gave him a concerned look "dead as in exhausted. go!" said peter while he waived him dismissively. as he had a moment to think a a thought crossed his mind. -sick fuck that is doing this:0 -Peter & company: 2 4: Unexpected visit By the time Peter was able to catch his breath Mark had shut down the sprincklers. The water key was hidden inside a utility closet, you had to use a small ladder to acsses the pipe that feed the water from the water tanks on the roof of the building. Before He and the Girls returned Peter looked at the wierdest thing he saw in his life. A small popup similar to the notifications you get when browsing the internet apeared in front of him. the first screen was not bigger than a cellphone.
Level UP: Level 2!
For a second a feeling of revitalization took over him and he felt like if he just had done cocaine (not that he ever tried it *cough* *cough*) the feeling quickly faded and another screen apeared in front of him
You are the Human #6783 to achive Level 2 ACHIVMENT UNLOCKED Title: Early Promise +3 to AllAttributes
The Cocaine like feeling took over him once again, this time it was more intense, far more intense, like an orgasm. Peter clenched his teeth and fists and tried to not make any wierd noises, even though he was alone at the moment he did not wanted tomoan like a virgin on Prom night. As he dismissed the screen in his mind it disapeared but before he could get up a new screen poped up in front of him
Level Up: Level 3!
He clenched his buttlocks and prepared himself for the burst of energy and overwhelming feeling that was to come, but this time it was more like the first time he leveled up, far more tolerable than when he aquired the Title
You are the Human #75 to achive Level 3 ACHIVMENT UNLOCKED Unique Skill granted: Divine Eagel''s All Seeing Eyes
As he was reading the first line the only thing he could think of is "Ohh shit, here we go again". but insted of gaining Stats he Gained a Skill, instantly insight on how to activate the skill came to him as if he was downloading the information to a computer. For a second he sat there and wondered if something had changed in him. "All Seeing Eyes" kept replaying on his mind. He focused and tried activating the skill. He went blind Too much information was sent at the same time to the brain rendering his sight to what was for him a white light that was so bright it hurted him. he groaned as he deactivated the skill mentally, after a few seconds he dared to open his eyes again Peter started to get a glimps of how the system worked and he focused on the skill he gained, trying to obtain more information of it. it took him some time and by the moment a blue screen apeared in front of him explaining what the skill granted him Mark and the girls where already back. he read the description as they aproached him still seated with his back against the < ReanimatorBot > Level 10 *deceased*
Divine Eagel''s All Seeing Eyes Lvl 1 The ability to see Everything that one wants. Divine tier skill (SS)
It did not explained much but he had an idea, He activated the skill but he focused on infrared or better said thermal sight. he saw his surrondings, all of them tainted with a shade between deep purple to red finishing on a very bright yellow. The colder the surface the darker it was, the hotter, the brighter. Consciusly he started to switch between the diferent layers. he could even combine them. At some point he realized that he could see sound, similar to the way it was depicted in the videogames, he felt like he was a bat as he flicked hiss tongue and saw the after image of his surroundings. "YO!" Mark screamed as he waved his hand in front of peter''s face "yes, sorry what is it?" he sad as he tunrned his sight back to normal human, keeping in mind to play with his skill later. "your... eyes. they..." Mark seemed confused and looked a bit scared. Peter took out his phone and used the screen as a black mirror to see himself. horizontal slit pupils, and his eye glowed with an ever changing pattern of colors like a rainbow. "i gained a skill at level 3. have any of you gained any levels yet?" Peter asked as he limply got up only to realize that his wounds where not as severe as he thought, he examined his calf, and the stab wound the ReanimatorBot did was almost closed. he guessed that his magically recovery rate speed had something to do with his level up. Definetely something to keep in mind for the future "no, Levels..." Mark frowned and looked at Peter for a few seconds. "holy shit!" he exclamed. " I did not think it would work!" so excited he was almost jumping "what?" Anastasia asked "focus on Peter or that ReanimatorBot, you will see what i mean, just try to concentrate on what they are" Anastasia did and after a few seconds ghasped. "so it is true!" she finally beleaved the two man about the Names on top of monsters. "ther is one thing that is wierd. Peter. It says here your name is "Petro Melnik" " Mark said as if questioning Peter. Peter frowned and sighted. "it was the name i was given at birth. after i emigrated here i legaly changed my name to Peter Smith." he wanted to avoid this kind of questions, but the "system" did not gave a fuck. "wait, you are not from NY? where are you from?" asked Anastasia in a curipous manner "Ukraine" Peter said bluntly. he knew that Anastasia was from Poland from a few times they exchanged words before but he never told her where he was from.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. she smiled and gave him a thumbs up "we are country neighbors" she sad as she winkend at him. "so how you want us to call you?" Mark asked as he looked at Peter aka Petro "give me a second" Peter tried to focus and change his name. for this long he knew that the system could read his mind, and he tried to persuade it to change his name to peter, just as it was for the last 7 years. Problem is it did not work. After a good 5 minutes of Peter or better said Petro trying to change his name he gave up "just call me Peter, since its the western variant of what shows on top of my head..." he masaged the bridge of his nose as he saw other complications coming his way. the system seemed to know way to much to just be inplemented just a couple of hours ago. Peter claped his hands "allright. enogh of this. we need to slavage as much of this thing as we can." he sad as he pointed towards the ranimator bot. "bitch almost broke my drill while trying to kill it, the metal seems to be very hard and strong. but its also light. i say we dismatle it and do armor shields other stuff with it. its a gold mine right now" he concluded. as he walked towads his tool belt he could hear the splash sounds of his every step as he picked up the discarted impact drill and other tools. "time to dismatle this thing" said Peter as he started to drill in the side of the dead beast, where the biggest and more intact parts of the metal armor stood. "what is this?" Lisa asked as she picked up the body of a small being. it was the grey looking fucker inside the ranimator bot "he was inside controlling this thing" Mark intervined. on top of the creature''s head there was a screen < Gimp > Lvl 5 *deceased* Lisa dropped the boddy as soon as she first saw the message. then she screamed as she looked around. seems like she was not prepared for the incoming information in front of her. < Mark Truman > Level 1 < Anastasia Korolova > Level 1 < Petro Melnik > Level 3 < ReanimatorBot >Level 10 *deceased*
It took some time to be able to dislodge some of the metal sheets from the ReanimatorBot''s sides, but they where made of very high quality steel, it was light, but at the same time very hard and durable without being brittle. Peter fixed a sheet on the two improvised shields by using rivets, for now it would do the work. and with the quantity he was using the wood would break before the metal would dislodge from it. "so i kinda figured out this system thing" Peter said as he was finishing the second shield. "its all mental, the same way you focus to see the names of the monsters, you need to focus on what you want from the system. when i levelded up all the screens and information given could be directed without the need to use hands or voice comands. " he made a pause as he drank some water before continuing "this is both an advantage and a disadvantage" "how come?" Lisa asked, she finally started to pull herself together, the last two hours it''s been her crying and whining, now she just seemed to have submitted to the fact that this was now reality. Peter tried to not stare at her as they where still wet from the sprinkler water, and her white summer dress did not help with the see-through effect it caused. it was almost as if she was naked in front of him. not that he needed this to see her naked, for a few seconds he played with X-ray vision. and yes, it worked. (a teenager boy''sdream come true) if not for the monsters. "it means that you dont expose yourself while using the system, lets say you want to activate a skill like my eye one, i dont need to say the name of it or chant anything, it just satrs working when i will it so if we are hiding you dont make sounds, but the disadvantage is clear since it also means that who or what ever is doing this whole monster system ordeal can read our minds, thoughts..." he did not know if exposing them to this kind of information would be beneficial right now but sooner or later they would come to the same conclusion. "that does not matter right now. how long has it been?" Peter asked as he snapped everyone back in to reality. "since the second wave started? 42 minutes and change" said Mark as he looked at his Analog wrist watch "now, we gotta decide, we ether stay here and prepare since its more than likely that there will be a third wave or we try to make it to the streets." Peter said "I say we need to leave, if monsters will keep spawning in the filming set i dont want to be here, we should look for the army or police, they will help us" Lisa''s position did not changed over the last few minutes, Peter took a few moments to think about what she implied. Yes it was true that firearms and military equipment would still be operational similar to how his impact drill and some of the cars down on the street had lights on, but that does not change the fact that not only they would have to make it to a base or a police station in the first place, and he knew soemthing that the other three ignored. "i say we stay, even though its dangerous here, i think being inside is safer than out" Said Anastasia "I will follow Peter, he is the one i trust the most to keep us alive at this point... no offense" Mark said in a bitter tone, he knew that this statement showed how now only the Girl''s but his inability to act almost lead to their deaths. "there is a big problem if we are going to go outside" Peter finally revealed what he feared would cause panic among the group. "theDivine Eagel''s All Seeing Eyes Lvl 1lets me see trhough walls like an X ray machine, at this point its not much but i can see trough like 2 and half floors down, more or less... its all full of monsters, right benith us there is a flock of Orcs, they have killed something that resembles giant spiders with the heads of canines, i can see their levels and names. < Orc Warrior > Level 5 and < SpiderHound > Level 3 *deceased*they are making a fire and cooking the Spiders, while chatting, the floor benith them there is some Snake like creature< Infant TitanoBoa > Level 9i know its says "infant" but beleave me, its body is almost as wide as my torso, not to mention it''s lenght, and finally, benith them there is a fucking that is level 15 that has been choping everything on sight with his giant axe and he seems to be in blind rage" Peter decided to wrap up fast since the look of dread in the faces of his companions where not a good sign "the thing is, we might be able to make it down, but what if there are monsters in the hallways or the fire escape stairs, what if this big ass beasts from the floors below hear us fighting, not to mention we are on the 12th floor and i cant see further than 3, so its only guessing after that" there was dead silence for what seemed an eternity . .. ... "you said Xray vision?" Anastasia broke the silence, her question came out as acusing as she frowned slightly while covering her body Peter groaned and shook his head not beleaving that from all the information he had given them that is what she retained and considered most important. he snapped. "i can see it ALL, i can see the monsters, i can see the cadaves of other humans that got killed a few floors below, i can see the pitchblack street down below and tell you that is not any better... Hell i can see your magic power, your weak spots where to aim if i want to kill. I CAN SEE YOUR FAITH ! " he screamed making Lisa take a step back. After breathing deeply to calm down he put himself together "and yes i can see that you have nipple piercings" Annastasia gasped while her hand went instinctevely covering her breasts. "fuck it man" Peter was not having it any more, he turned around and left.
After finding a sweet spot inside a closed office with a confortable computer chair he sat down. he tried to calm down but it was imposible, his right leg was shaking up and down like if he had to much coffe in the last few hours. He spoted an ashtray on the table near the computer monitor. "could it be?" he opened the drawers of the office desk fenetically and started to search for the thing he craved the most. There was no luck, after comfirming that there where no ciggaretes inside the office dest he got up and kicked the table Spartan style out of pure frustration. The desck fliped over before impacting in to the near by wall. "well, that was unexpected" Peter heard a knock on the door. "what is it?!" he barked "its mark, and we got a situation" Said the IT professional. Peter opened the door and and ask him what was going on "ehhm, im fairly sure we just heard gunshots inside the building" "ohh for fuck sake" Peter groaned as he got up, grabbed his hammer and shield and waleked outside.
Officer Lin was gunning down orcs on the 11th floor of the Building she and herSergeant had taken shelter in. "fuck fuck fuck, i fucked up" she cursed under her breath, they have avoided every single floor because of the monsters, but when she saw a human like figure she stared for far to long trying to find out if the thing was human or not subsequently getting spotted and now she had 15 crazyed orcs charging her. herSergeant was on the floor giving her as much cover as he could with his shotgun. "RELOAD!" she screamed as she changed magazines in her AR15.Sergeant James started shooting his 12 gauge at the incomining bogies. Some of the orcs had already perished, others where seriously wounded, but they seem to not care about their lives, charging mindlessly at them in a fit of rage. "IM OUT!" she screamed throwing the AR15 to the side and drawing her Service Weapon a Glock 23. "I ONLY HAVE ONE CLIP LEFT!" she screamed to herSergeant "guess its over" the man said resigning to his death, he had a deep would on his left leg, and could not run away. "run away ill entertain them long enough" he said while trying to get on his legs. he pulled a Tactical knife and his pistol. "GO!" he screamed at her. She was reluctant to leave. "this is the end of the world, i might as well go with a bang" she said "no man left behind" The closest Wounded orc was aporaching them while limping, they where not shoting yet since they wanted to have a better shot at them. out of nowhere someone past them sprinting, It came from the stariwell behind them. It was a dude dressed in full biker gear, with a shield and armed with a hammer, he shield bashed the first Orc sending It trumbling to the ground, then without any hesitation he started bashing its head in with the hammer, the hits of metal hitting bone resonated through out the hallway, it took him two hits with all of his body to crack the skull of the orc open like if it was a coconut. she could not take her eyes away from the gore as the man keept fighting the other three wounded orcs. after him went another man, this one looked kinda normal, except he was also carrying a shield and an improvised wodden spiked club. "I''ll cripple them you finish them off, go for the vitals and dont let them catch you!" The man in the motorist gear said, soon after he ducked under the attack of and orc and swinged his hammer at it''s knee cap. loud crunch could be heard as the knee of the Orc bent backwards, it went down like a sack of potatoes. As he keept the other two orcs at bay with feints and his shield, his companion started smacking the incapacitated orc with all his might on the throat with his spiked club. "its decesead!" Screamed the normal looking man "next one coming right away!" The biker said as he shield bashed the orc on his left while ducking and repeating the same process with the orc on his right. "LIN!!!" she turned arround finally snapping out of it, there she saw two women helping herSergeant on his feet and helping him up the stars. "ill cover them, you guys go!" by the time she turned back at the carnage, the third orc was dead and the two man where double teaming the last one. "get the last hit" Said the man in the biker ger as he was pinning down the orc against a wall. The normal man hesitated for a second and then started bashing the Orc in it''s head. "its deceased!" Said the man, then they turned around and started running towards her, she instinctively rased her gun. "put that thing away and run!" The biker said as they passed her and kept sprinting towards the stars. She did as she was told, only one thing in her mind "what the fuck?" 5: Insight Peter followed Mark outside, by the time they reached the door he already was seeing what was going on down staris through his enhancend Xray vision, the two individuals downstars where gunning down the tribe of Orcs, whitch where much more resilient than they suggested, not that they looked weak but reciving multiple shots from an AR-15 and a shotgun and keep walking towards the gun fire was commendable non the less. After analizing the situation he realized that from the two cops one was heavily wonded, he was sitting on the floor against a wall, a torniquete around his leg that stoped the blood loss more or less yet he probably could not walk by himself. As he looked around his companions he decided to devise a plan. "Me and Mark will charge the Orcs, if we find they overwhelmingly strong just keep them at bay with the shield and the club while that, Lisa and Anastasia I need you to help the downed cop up to our floor, the echoing of the gunshots is confusing the monsters, and they only konow a general direction in whitch its comming from, sooner or later they will find a way up, and we do not want to get caught in the middle of it all, in and out 30 seconds" he finished his explanaition as he saw the Female Cop toss aside her Rifle and take out her pistol. They descendend the stairs as fast as posible while still being relatievely quiet, nobody dared to talk, as they aproached the exit to the next floor peter raised his hand with three fingers lifted marking a countdown, when the count reached zero he bolted through the door and in to the hallway leading to the masacre that just took place. The Orcs where wounded and fighting them was relatively easy, so he let Mark get the last hits, maybe he would get a level that way, the floor was sliperry due to the fresh blood leaking from the corpses of the fallen Orcs, but it did not make it imposible to fend them off, by the time they where done with the last Orc Peter just turned around and sprinted back towards the stars the Female Cop was in shock and rasied her gun against him he just sighted at her stupidity and told her to get moving.
They where all out of breath as they reached the Filming set, the two Cops collapsed on the floor as soon as they made it through the door, The female officer was still clinging to her gun as her life depended on it (because it did) while the male officer was being treated by Anastasia with the first aid kit. Suddenly The two officers and Mark all moaned and started shaking slightly. Peter observed as their status on top of their head changed, showing how they have leveled up. Level 2 Level 2 Level 2 Peter noticed that his shield somehow felt heavier, after a quick look he found out why, one of the Orc''s axes that he blocked had gotten stuck in the wood of the shield, must have been from that last Orc they pinned down to a wall, he put his trusty hammer in his tool''s belt and then dislodged the axe with some force, it had dented the metal plate too, the blow must have been substantial, but he did not noticed with all the comotion down stairs. The axe was of crude making, a bit heavy on the front but it was to be expected with souch a thick pice of metal being the axe head, it was a one handed weapon mounted on something that resembled a bone, maybe some kind of tusk since the bottom end ended in a sharp tip, great for jabbing someone in close quarters, the handle was wrapped in some kind of hard brown leather that was overlapping reselbling a braid, probably to help with the grip. the head itself was thick, but it thinned out halfway through giving it relatively ling and curved edge, ont the oposite side of the edge there was a spike, so this weapon could be used to chop and pierce, great addition to his hammer and it''s blunt damage, as he was still inspecting the axe something popped up in his vision.
Orcish One handed Axe (Common) Made from unrefined Orcish black steel, this common weapon has been forged by an average balcksmith
This surprised Peter, he switched the axe for his hammer and inspected it
Carpenter''s Hammer (Mass produced) Average carpenter''s hammer, this mass produced item has passed the quality controls on the factory and is been deemed fit for sale.
Then he inspected his shield
ReanimatorBot Sheild (Common) This shield has been made with low quality wood and reinforced with metal plating retrived from an ReaniamtorBot to increase it''s durability.
Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Peter did not knew what the Qualities of the weapons meant, but there was no indication on the damage dealt or the durability of the weapon. After helping the Male officer up, they helped him limp to a near by meeting room they all sat down on a chair. "how much time for the next wave?" Peter asked Mark "around 30 muntes with change" Answered Mark after checking his watch "wait, you mean there will be a third one?" Asked the female Officer wide eyed "There is a saying in my country: if something happens once, then it will never happen again, but if something happens twice, then you can be damm sure it will happen again" Said Peter "sounds better in my languge though" "dear god, we barely managed to make it out alive after the second one, i cant even imagine what a third wave will bring" Officer James said while rubbing his face with his hands "what happened down there?" asked Lisa while her hands trembled under the table. "we got good twenty minutes before we have to prepare, so enlighten us" Said Peter said invitingly with a wave of his hand "When this whole clusterfuck started, we did not knew what was happening, for the first hour all electiricity and digital services went down" Peter glanced at Lisa for a second, remembering her outburst a few hours ago, but focused on what the Officer was saying " Only our short wave radios worked, our Cheiff send us to secure the streets in case riots started, we where about to go home, our day shift ended and the night shift was about to take over, but with this emergency we were still dispached, i already knew something smelled fishy, that is why i took my shotgun with me, Officer Lin followed my lead and got her rifle, at the beggening the orders where to secure the streets, but then all hell broke loose, i did not even understand what was going on, nether did dispatch. but soon a bunch of people rushed down the street running away from some monsters, they looked like humans, but had 4 arms and they where slashing at people, we put them down, after that we tried to reach dispatch, but the radio frequency was so saturated we could not get through, we and a few other officers decided to guide the people to some safe place so we chose the Madison Square Garden, big enough for all those people. after a while other officers had the same idea, and we managed to relay to dispatch that we where holding a defensive line inside the Garden trying to protect the civilians, more Cops and civilians came, we are talking that there where around 300 officers and 2000 civilians, random people keept running in trying to escape the madness of the streets outside and then." He paused for a moment. Peter knew what was about to come when he saw the 1000 yard stare that the man had, he took a bottle of water from one of the shelves that the Meeting room had stacked up and passed it to the man, after drinking it and recolecting himself he sighted. "and then the blue boxes came, at the begginging people where confused but as the clock started to tick down mass panic ensured... the second wave started and it was a slaughter house, we were unable to stop it as the monsters started to pour in from every direction. we tried to contact dispatch and get some reinforcements, but nobody answered, and by the time we realized what was going on we just made a push through one of the doors, followed by panicking civilians, i dont even know how many had been trampled to death. the moment we got out, this huge ass fucking birds started to pick up the people and carry them somewhere, looked like giant ass hawks or something, they shrugged off the bullets like if it was a mosquito bite. we ran, im not proud to say it, but we ran..." the room was silent After a while Anastasia asked a question in a low voice "so what happened to all those people?" James just shook his head indicating that they did not make it. "fuck me" Said Mark "you said that countless monsters apeared during the second wave right? many more than when you where on the street" "yes?" James answered "there was only 4 of us in this floor when the first wave happened, level 1 and 2 monsters, but it was 4 of them, then a single reanimator bot for the second one, i think that we could have managed them all easily if we where to organize and fight them all together, not that it mattered in the end" he looked at peter with a half smile. " I think it has to do with the population density of the area, the more people the more monsters, and the dificulty increases the more waves come" he finished saying "that is madness, you are saying as its someone doing this on pourpuse" Said Lin "well he does have a point" Peter interject "this rather seems something very methodical and organized, one wave every hour, more people means more monsters, their scaling level, and the rewards for killing them, its almost as if something or someone is trying to encourage us to fight this things" "what rewards are you talking about?" James asked as he tested the movment range of his leg under the table, it seemed to be healing much faster than he anticipated. "well when i got my first level after killing the ReanimatorBot i got a message saying that i was human number 6000 something to achive level 2 and then i was in the top 100 to reach level 3, and i killed the robot fairly quickly, in the first ten minutes of the wave, plus all the ratkin before that, i wager you are close to reach level 3" he pointed at James and Lin. "point is i got this message saying that i was an ''early promisse'' whitch added to me +3 to all atributes, what ever that means, and then for the level 3 i got a ''skill''" he said as he finally took of his helmet and showed his eyes making officer Lin jump up of her seat "he is not human!" she screamed as she reached for her gun, James just leaned over and put his hand on her shoulder to calm her down "save those bullets for the real monsters that are about to come" Said peter non challantly, still ready to raise his shield in front of him at any given second was she to unholster her pistol. after a few seconds of everyone on edge she calmed down a little bit, she sat down again but keept her hand on her weapon, seeing that Peter was not a threat. "I also got a message when i reached level 2, it said i was in the 100.000.s though, and it only gave me +1 to all atributes" Said Mark "I dont think the first wave was meant for anybody to reach level 2, i mean some people surly did, but to be honest, i killed all those ratkin by myself, if each of us got one of them then its even less experience" Peter said "What are you suggesting?" asked Lisa "I think the first wave was some kind of test or culling, no countdown, just monsters spawning. then the second one you already knew that it was comming, i just wonder how many more before something changes again"
You have survived the second Hour. World Shift *initiated* Third Wave starts in 5:00 Third Wave starts in 4:59
"you had to jinx it man!" Screamed Mark as he held down to the table everything around them was bouncing as if there was an earthquake, strong winds rocked the windows, suddenly there was light as the sun apeared over the horizon, they looked outside the window, ether the building they where in was moving very fast throught the landscape or they where stationary and everything else was. They noticed the landscape slowing down and finally the building came to a stop in the base of a mountain, to the left they could see a stretch of mountain systems that covered as far as the eye could see, to the right there was a forest, they could not discern anything else, while looking down Peter only could say one thing "holy fucking shit" They snapped out of it as the clock ticked down, they deicided to do the same tactic as before, and went to the back of the office, to the bottleneck, while walking to the back of the building they confirmed that their buidliding was not the only one that got transported this way, more or less the entiere block got there with them, there was a tall skyscraper of almost 50 stories high next to them, a buch of other buidlings got caught on the transfer also, now that it was day outside agian, Peter looked outside the window. "Guys" Petter said, looking outside the window that was behind them while his companions still stared towards the hallway they came from ready for the next wave "GUYS!" he screamed this time they turned arund and looked outside the window with him. there was a second sun coming up over the horizon. 6: Third Wave part 1 "we are not in Kansas any more" Murmured James after he turned his head around to see what was all the fuss about. Everyone including him was shellshocked to see a second sun rasing up on the horizon, it was surreal, even more so than the fact that in less than 2 minutes they will be fighting a new group of monsters. "ok everyone get ready" Peter said as he closed the visor on his helmet, he and Mark took the front line as Officer James was still recovering from his injured leg, he could not stand and limp on his own, but even though his leg wound was healing at an alarmingly fast rate he couldn''t make it as a front liner yet. "keep your bullets for emergencies only" Peter reiterated as he lifted his sheild and the orc''s axe and took a stance next to Marck, both shields almost blocking the entire hallway 5... 4... 3... 2...1... A low buzzingsound started to resonate around the floor, coming from different sources at once "fuck, everyone run to the nearest office, we got flying bogies inboud!" Screamed Officer Lin as a peter used his X-ray vison to find out where the buzzing sound was comming from. From the shadows he saw a few figures emerge in a distant room. he estimated that they where not taller than 3 feet (1meter) and that the buzzing sound was their wings on their back that resembled a drangonfly. they where all clad in black and had pitch black daggers that seemed to eat the light around them. he counted seven of them before he spotted what he assumed was their boss. Level 5 Level 7 ... Level 11 "Fuck!" screamed Peter as he made a dash to the printing room, it was the closest room they could barricade themselves in, after opening the door and letting eveyone in he slammed the door closed, an impact could be heard as one of the Fairies slammed in to it, after locking the door he helped them make an improvised barricade around when they flipping a table on the side and pushed it against the door. "i did not expected them to be able to fly" said peter while he pushed the door, theFairies where in frenezy smashing against the door on the other side. the problem was the the square table made of hard wood was shorter than the hollow door that whas beggining to bereak down. "fuck me" Peter said as he saw the boss of the wave back off and hi''s/her''s minions make a way for It to charge at full tilt towards the door "hold the door!" Screamed Peter as the BlackGuard was charging in "now its not the time to refference game of thr" Mark was intterrupted as a huge slam almost sent him flying, by the time he managed the recover and push half of the blackguard was sticking out through the gap that formed, it was entangled in between the splintered wood and carboard that made the cheap door, one hand through, it waved it''s dagger around trying to reach Mark even though he was way to far for its short arms and blade. Mark saw that Officer Lin has come to help, three people pushing the table shut pinning down the BlackGuard who just trashed around like a mad beast, not for long though as a bullet found its way through it''s skull, James had just limped closer to the fight and blew the creature brains out with a single shot. Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more. Everyone''s hearing was gone for the time being only a high pitched ringing sound could be heard in their minds, shotting a gun in a closed up room without ear protection had its consequencences. Peter still using his X-ray vision could see how this affected the otherFairies, they went even more batshit crazy than before, this time they started not only attacking the door but also the walls, whitch where made of cheap panels and fiberglass, but to their advantage it seemed that the black energy coating the weapons that used to be emanating from the daggers of the Fairies was now gone. Peter suspected it had something to do with the death of the BlackGuard. As one of the Fairies made it through the wall screeching it was meet with the spear tip of one of the girls through it''s eye, as peter turned around he saw Lisa''s face plastered with a snarl as she screamed incosistently, thanks to his helmet and his higher level his ear ringing was almost gone "you fuckers... You think you can trash my studio... FUCK YOU!" Lisa scremed as she mindlessly kept stabbing the now dead Fairy. A half smile apeared in Peter''s face, not that anyone could see it under his helmet and closed visor, but he acknowleged that the cute looking executive had finally snapped out of her self pity and turned it in to agression, as the dead Fairy fell down another took its place, this one shielded its face while it tired to power through the hole, It''s thin arms might have protected it''s face but from the side it was meet with another spear through the neck, Anastasia ripped the spear out letting the small creature drown in its own black blood. Seeing that other walls surrounding the printing room where being broken in peter had no choice but to improvise. "fall back! fall back!" he screamed as he let go of the table and pushed Officer Lin and Mark back. The table was tipped over and the remaning 5 Fairies tried to pile down the now opened passage only to be meet with shield bashes, hits from a spiked club, an Orc''s axe and spears as the party of humans re engaged the small conglomerate of Rogues. The spiked club was the most effective weapon of them all, being of the reach of a sword but the nails in the end of it made for a great maiming tool as Mark swinged it around mindlessly, even if he did not hit the Fairies bodies because they dodged, he still hit their wings, making the agile airborne targets bound to land as peter and the girls choped and speared them to death respectively. The fight after the table went down took less than 30 seconds, with Peter and Mark keeping the Fairies at bay with their shields and weapons as a front line the Fairy Rogues stood no chance. Heavy breathing was the only thing that could be heard around as everyone stood in silence. Mark''s chest raised and lowered significantly as it was more noticeble than peter who was in his Biker jaket. "this ones are nice" said Mark as he started to loot the bodies picking up a pair of daggers from one of the corpses, he took out their belts whitch had the dagger sheaths, and fastened it around his waist. Peter took up one of the daggers and inspected it
Feiry Dagger (uncommon) Fairy dagger, forged in the Astral Realm from Dark Crystal Ore. They make for great CQC weapons, enchanted with a Mana Conductivity Enhancer this weapons power can be boosted with almost every atribute except for Light.
Peter picked up a pair for everyone and handed them over, he still did not knew about "atributes" and "Mana" but he got himself an idea. at least he could guess. "hey Mark, so what about the atributes, and the whole ''system'' thing, shouldnt we have like a character sheet with all our shit" Asked Peter, if this whole new reality revolved around levels there should be like a flatsheet with all their info. "Yes i been thinking about that. I tired saying it all it all ''menu'' ''status'' ''info'' but none of the words seem to give me regular options on what is going on with my body, at least its not like in the novels i read about this shit, like i feel stronge.." he got interrupted as they all leveled up except for Officer Lin Level 4 < Mark Truman > Level 3 < Anastasia Korolova > Level 2 Level 3 Level 2 They all groaned as they leveled up, some more than others. As the seconds passed they all normalized. soon after they heard another sound comming up from the outside of the printing room. this time it was a groaning guttural sound. "ohh shit, here we go again" said Peter as he moved the table out of the doorway "i aint waiting for them to come to me this time" he reiterated. "seems like the being controling this thing just likes to counter everything we do with this shitty ass waves" He said as he made his way out through the broken door. "fuck that" he finished as he was walking towards the closest groaning sound he could hear.