The story begins with you. The protagonist waking up in a lab. With absolutely no memory, not even being able to remember your own name. In fright. You try to escape the lab, barely being able to while also encountering, OTHER terrible and terrifyi...
The Reaper gun fires... And high-speed bullets fly out the barrel... Bullet casing fall and clatter on the ground... As the gun bangs with each bullet it let out. Echoing through out the room. And all bullets connected with the Guards and the Blackwatch Troops. But I hit them in their limps. Which was their arms and their legs. They screamed out in pain as the bullets teared into them. And I swapped from target to target. Each taking their almost equal amount of bullets to their limps. "AHHH!!" One of them scream as they collapse. "AUUHHHK!! IM HIT!" A Blackwatch troops yell. I continue firing, switching my target. And fired again. "Ah! I'm taking fire!" The troop yells as he hides behind a crate. Trying to fire back. But I was already on the move. Staying low as I avoided their returning shots. I was already long gone when they checked the area I had just left. "Command! We got an intruder in the GenTek storage! Repeat we got an intruder! We're going in for the kill!" One of them shout. I heard him as well. Even from the distance I was putting. I still heard the command that Blackwatch troop yell out. I ran around and over the many crates left around the storage room. Trying to move as fast, yet as low as possible. To avoid being seen. I ran up, and jumped over another row of crates, when I suddenly heard a bullet pass by my head! "HUH!" I exclaimed. Panicked. Then another! This one nearly slashing my arm. "Ooooh Crap!" I exlcimed as I jump over behind some crates. One which was turned over on its side. Now the bullets were flowing freely. Flying by or hitting the crates I hid behind. Bouncing off or sinking themselves into the crate And getting suck on the crates metal with a loud clang. "Damn it! Damn it!" I exclaimed as I hid low. Holding the Reaper close. They kept firing their guns endlessly. And almost mindlessly. As bullets fly and bounce off of metal surfaces. "Come on you gotta reload, you gotta reload..." I mutter as I waited. Then, with luck, I heard what. Or... What I didn't hear. The bullets stopped! "This is my chance!" I thought to myself. As I immediately sprung out from tue crates, switching the gun to Assault Rifle mode, and aimmed. "TARGET!!" "Contact- AHHH!!!" Two Blackwatch soldiers scream out, but the second one was the first one to be shot. Falling onto the ground. Hit. "Shit!" "Take cover!" A guard and a Blackwatch soldier yell. As I continue firing. They all get down, and take cover behind crates. Though some tried to sneak a quick hidden shot off on me. But they were met with a barrage of the Reapers bullets. Three of them taking the hit. As one of the guard with a Rifle takes it in his shoulder as he tried to hit me. And I knew it connected, as of course there was the spatter of blood. And he screamed in pain. "Awww!! Aww...! Im hit...! Im hit!" He yells. As I was firing, I suddenly heard a loud clicking sound. "What?" I questioned. Then it hit. "Shoot im out!" I said. I immediately ducked down. As my opponents start to fire back again. Bearly missing me. I took the moment to crawl along the ground, and move onto another crate to hide behind. In which I finally reloaded. I pulled and dropped the used empty clip, and pulled a other one. Clicking the curved clip in. Which made a satisfying click and clatter. I cocked the bullets in. Which made an even more satisfying matalic rechambering. But I couldn't use my Reaper now. As these basterds had me pinned. Especially the LMG users. And in that small moment to think, I advised a quick plan. I pushed one of the crates every so slightly, to create an opening between the crates I hid behind. I Perfect opening. "Ok... That's one..." I say as I put my Reaper down for a moment. And ready the other weapon I took. The Blue Rose Pistol. I though flinched a few times hiding behind this crate as some bullets ricocheted off the metal and bounced around. But it didn't stop me from loading in the gun.
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