My name is Kyle Brades. And I need a drink.
Up until 10 minutes ago, life was pretty freakin’ sweet. But that’s all gone now. The world we live in is not what it used to be. Believe me.
So lemme just give you a bit of backstory.
I used to be a pretty big deal with some… lesser than regular business men. They had a problem, they got in touch and suddenly there problem… went away and i mysteriously had acquired funds for “services rendered”
See, I was a tinkerer. I used to mess with electronics, then qhen that god forsaken second moon appeared and began raining the city with shards of itself, well things got a lot more interesting. Suddenly people were developing all kinds of talents, usually things that they were already talented with, but now they were stronger and even more adept with them.
So naturally i acquired a few of these shards and boom. I gathered myself a suit that allowed me tp have massive control over electricity. I already had one in development but this was something else.
Hell if it wasnt for that thing i wouldnt be talking to you right now. Sadly its basically broken now, thanks to that throw, but still it has its uses.
Before now, i was somebody. I could singlehandedly rob a bank and get away if i so wanted, i could take out an entire squad of goons or cops if i needed to… now? Ha. Now i’d be lucky not to get taken out by one normal cop with his shard. So thats a pisser if you ever heard one. Goddamm, this sucks.
Revenant city – 10 minutes prior.
We were hired to work with this person who was only refferred to as ‘The Great Old One’. Another freak with a shard adiction, i told myself, but money was money and… here I am. There were two others here, the gangs go to hitman, other than me, was ‘The Running Blade’ a kid with a knife that incorporated phosphorous into the blade enabling him to burn through most things. Usually vests or anything that needed and entrance making. He was effective, as much as a kid with a fancy kitchen knife could be, and also fast. Like, really freaking fast. Im talking hits that happened when nobody else was aware they were happening kind of fast.
The next weirdo was a character called Psionic. I say character because it was some weird looking guy in a small purple suit that created purple barriers wherever it wanted them. I cannot get any kind of read on this guy as he stays silent, only projecting thoughts onto me as its way of communicating. Now what the hell is that about?
So we get set for the job and meet The Old One (I dropped he Great part as im sure you know who I’m on about, without me constantly refferring to it.) And meet him in a street near the centre of the city. I wish i knew more about the job but this isn’t feeling like a regular job at all anymore, and these always go bad.
No sooner than his arrival turn up the freaking Heroes of the city. The Atomic Captain, some old guy called Abysinium and a robot called Saviouret. Oh and a freaking asteroid. This weird half human half rock thing that calls itself the Solenoid Asteroid. I wish I was joking.
There is some discussion between the Captain and The Old One about something that could destroy the city, blah blah blah, i don’t care, If i have to relocate I will. Wouldnt be the first time. Then the fighting begins and im face to face with the robot. This thing shoots lightning and uses a shield to fight.
It rushes towards me, so I trigger the magnet shields and deflect it. Then the elctricity comes flying at me, prickling my shield in a hundred places at once. So i drop the shield and punch forwards, catching myself on its actual shield, which is little more than a shard of metal that juts through its arm, reconditioned into a bluntly round shape. It isn’t expecting the shocks however and jolts violently, leaving itself open for my other fist to come round and clatter it one in the face. Or that was the plan anyway, as it rounded a kick into my chest first and knocked me away. Luckily, i padded the suit against damage and i’m back up and into the fight. We exchange blows, all the while it gets faster and better at blocking and striking me. Thats when i figured out that it was learning how i fight.
I shut off all the electrics in the suit and began to feign blows. Surely there has to be a break i can exploit, then theres a change in the air. It could be the static in the suit, but i looked over to the Old One just as he caught this tiny girl, and i mean tiny, she was just a kid, and he slams her into the ground. Just, BANG. I’ve never heard a sound like it in my life, and ive seen many people die, but that hit me right in the gut.
Everyone stops and stares like, holy crap, did that just happen? Even the robot stops and just… looks, and that thing doesn’t have feelings does it? Yet even it knew this was too far. Ive never described myself as a villain. Im more of a oppurtunist. If theres a way for me to gain, usually money wise, ill take it, and ive done some low shit you know what i mean? But this… the captain goes berserk. Everyone knows you don’t include civi’s in this kind of shit, they’re just there to watch and hope that their side wins. He runs at the Old One, full speed and this was incredible, never seen anything so fast in my life, but i launch after him, somehow i reached him in time and pinned him down, barely might i add. But then the Old One just starts… punching her. Over and over again, slamming into the same spot of ground. The captain throws us off and manages to reach him this time, landing a pinch so powerful it took the Old One off his feet and sent him flying over some parked cars. Ever seen a man lifted off his feet by a single punch? Its terrifying, how can someone have that kind of raw power inside them?
We grab him again, god knows what I was thinking, this time i discharged a ridiculous amount of electricity into him as i held on, more then enough to fry any norma person three times over. Was i trying to kill him? No… well maybe. I don’t remember thinking at that point, more acting on impulse. Then he turned on me. He grabbed me and hurled me upwards, threw me like i weighed nothing. I’m not even sure i didn’t pass out with shock. The first thing i remember is falling, buildings passing me on every side as i plummeted. I fired my suit up and began flinging around, attempting to magnetise something, but i couldnt focus, my hands were shaking violently and pulling me in every direction. My arm cracked off a ledge and i spiralled into and alley, ricocheting off debris and objects that jutted out until i crashed into junk and cardboard at the bottom.
It took me longer then i’d like to admit to stand up, broken, battered and bruised. I stumbled out of the alley and wandered down.
There’s been plenty of times i’ve nearly died, but this has me shaken.
This is a new game and i’m an old piece. I can’t fit anymore. And I don’t want to.