The Man of Iron part 8
I got distracted by HL2...Yeah, I never finished the game. =P
Anyways, thinking back, I said, "I think you'll like the next chapter", last part, I think. Well, I don't think you'll like it. Your opinion is yours and yours alone. But I sure liked writing this part.
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Cobal grunted,
"Sir, what are you doing?" One of the imprisoned scouts asked, they were in a makeshift cell, but it was a cell none the less. They were in a small hut, which the cell took up most of the room, and there was a guard...Who stood too close to the bars. Cobal wiggled the rope tied onto his hands loose and quickly got up, and used the rope to strangle the guard. After the guard passed out, he took out a small hook from his pocket and attached it to the rope. He aquired the keys from this method. He unlocked the cell, and untied the other three Scouts.
"How did you get free?" One of them asked,
"To be honest, I have seen kids tie better knots then them." Cobal sighed, "They probably took our weapons to some Armory they have somewhere." Cobal searched the passed out Guard for any weapons, he got a traquilizer pistol, with 15 darts. Cobal then tied the Guard's legs and hands, Cobal threw him into the cell.
"Spread out, search for non-lethal weaponry. I'll go get some more people to tie up and throw into the cells." Cobal said, they nodded and stealthily walked out of the small hut. It was nearing night, perfect for them, dark enough to easily be stealthed, but enough light to see. The village was circular, huts and some larger huts on the outside, and a large fireplace in the middle. The area surrounding the village was dense forest. Cobal peered outside the door, his scouts were going around the village and using the thick forest to conceal them. Cobal spotted a sentry on the side of a hut, on the other side of the village. Cobal shot him, hit him in the thigh, a shot that he would normally disapprove of, but it was a hit anyways, and he was using a weapon he had never used before. One of his scouts had seen the slender silver dart hit the sentry, and he went to go get him. Sure that the scout was looking at him, Cobal gave him a quick nod of thanks. The sentry had another dart gun, and about 13 darts. The scout that dragged the sentry over to Cobal was armed with it.
"Go out and get some more Sentries, make sure the others get traq' guns too." Cobal said, he placed his dart gun on the table and grabbed more rope. He tied the sentry and tossed him into the cell with the guard. Cobal pulled up a chair and examined his dart gun,
"Time to see how powerful this dart is..." Cobal said, he snapped one dart open, Cobal took off his helmet and placed it on the table gently. Cobal was quite the old man, around 70 years old, when the average human life-span was 100-150. He had hair a tiny bit longer then Atlas's, it was mostly brown, but had streaks of white. He barely had wrinkles on his face, but they were there. His eyes were dark brown. He sniffed the contents of the dart. He felt a strong headache coming up, and he almost blacked out. He shook his head, and the headache went away.
"Damn, just from sniffing..." Cobal said, as he tossed it out the window, he put his helmet back on. His ear-bead crackled,
"Captured the rest of the village, and the purple haired girl. She has her own little hut. We need to transfer some guys to your hut though."
"And the Chamelions?" Cobal asked, he got up,
"A little resistance, but they were inside of a hut, so it was quite easy to spot them."
"Transfer what you want. I'm going to patrol outside, tell the others to guard the huts." Cobal said,
"Yes sir."
Cobal walked out, to see lights in four huts, including the one he had just been in. His three scouts were busy transfering prisoners to other huts, making sure they were evened out. Atlas came out of the shadows,
"Nice little thing you got here." He chuckled,
"Nice to see you didn't ditch me." Cobal said,
"Well...We're branded as corrupt now. We're ditching the Empire. Hated them anyways." Atlas said,
"..." Cobal thought for a while, "Well about fucking time." He laughed,
"Well, nice to see your still loyal to me." Atlas said,
"I never said that. But your lucky I really am loyal to you." He grinned,
"Ah. Got it, make sure of things before you say them right?" Atlas asked,
"Lesson learned I presume. We have a possible leader in the fourth hut to the...Ah fuck, their all in a circle. Anyways, its that one." He pointed, "Be gentle man, she looks like she's 21."
"Remember I'm around that age too, and I'm not a sadistic bastard." Atlas retorted,
"Right. I'll stay out here as a guard." Cobal said. Atlas still had his helmet on, along with his full gear. He walked into the room Ashuri was in, he took a chair and sat in it. He inhaled deeply, and,
"A-Are you going to rape me...?" Ashuri interrupted,
Atlas sighed, "Do I look like a rapist?" He asked,
"Yes."
"Shit, and I thought I looked like a soldier." Atlas said, "And no I'm not going to rape you. I'm just here to ask you some questions."
Ashuri, now slightly less afraid, said, "What would you like to ask?"
"What is this village doing here?"
"It's a regroup and refresh point for resistance soldiers."
"Is there a nearby country with a large amount of Resistance troops, or sympathizers?"
"North of here, Kotaro. The country is against slavery."
"Good. Thank you, miss..."
"Ashuri Canter." She said,
Atlas inhaled sharply, "Miss Canter, thank you.", Atlas got up and put the chair aside,
"Wait!" Ashuri said, Atlas turned his head towards her,
"...My ear itches..." She said, obviously embaressed.
Atlas laughed shorty, "Which one?"
"The left one."
Atlas took a good look at her ears. How the hell was he supposed to scratch her ears properly? So he began to scratch the middle of her long wing like ear softly.
"There?"
"No... More to the right." She said,
So he began to scratch near the base of her ear. "There?"
"Mhmm..." She mumbled, enjoying it. Atlas moved his hand to scratch the base of her ear. Her breaths became much more rapid now, and she let loose a short moan, Atlas rose an eyebrow at this reaction,
"Stop, please." She requested, and Atlas obeyed, "My ears... are sensitive..." She said, embaressed once again.
"I'll take note of that." Atlas said, a voice then crackled in his ear-bead.
"Shadows in the forest. You know them?" Cobal asked,
"Yeah. around 750 of our guys and about 300 furries. We'll camp out here today. Tomorrow we're going to Kataro." Atlas said,
"Got it sir, I'll have my men go meet them. Shall we release the prisoners?" Cobal asked,
"Nah. Wait for confirmation from furry VIPs."
"Got it." Cobal said, Atlas turned off his mic and then turned to leave again. He heard a stomach grumble, at first he thought it was him, but then noticed it wasn't him, it was Ashuri.
"God your a handful." He said, he walked behind her and cut the ropes on her hands. He then took off his backpack and took out several cans of canned food, and two forks. He looked around and saw a small table, he moved to in front of Ashuri and rolled her a few cans of food, which she took happily. Ashuri tried to move her feet, but remembered her feet were still tied. She frowned,
"I know it's not the best tasting food in the world, but hey, it's something." Atlas said, he took a can of food and opened it. He tossed the lid to the floor and began to eat. There was a short awkward silence as they ate, until Ashuri broke it,
"Your different from other Soldier's I have met." She said,
"And because of my diffrence, I was abandoned and kicked out of my country, and now I am being hunted as a traitor. But I don't mind. This country was a shit-hole anyways, can't wait to main the asshats who control it." Atlas said,
Ashuri laughed, she hadn't had a good laugh in a long time.