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Spartan R.K.O.: Legend Killer
Chapter One: RKO
R.K.O.
I’ll find some way out of this…I thought as two soldiers “escorted” me towards the middle of the metallic room. I was noting all aspects of my surroundings, and there seemed no apparent way out. All of the doors seemed to be based fingerprint lock, and even if I did kill a soldier, how would I drag him all the way over to the door before getting shot?
I concluded that I couldn’t. I Riley Kenton Ovalson a.k.a. R.K.O. had been checkmated. I had no way of getting out of the mess, that I was still having trouble figuring out how I got into.
Why? Was a word that kept popping into my head. I’d been sent to death a few days go by my own employer, King Abeous. The only thing close to a clue that he’d given me were the last words I’d heard in the past six days (since the soldiers have the tendency not to talk around prisoners). He’d said, “I thought I’d found a successor in you Riley, but it turns out you thought you’d found a successor in me..”
I haven’t the foggiest of what that meant since I’d only just returned from a job involving a bunch of rouge maurders who were terrorizing any traveler who was en route to Irby Larose City. I’d completed the mission without breaking a sweat and no sooner than I’d entered the castle gates, I was thrown into the dungeon like a sack of potatoes.
I noticed two soldiers walk in, in almost slow motion with two of the biggest guns I’d ever seen. Although I’d spent some time in the military, I’d never seen any weapon of that shape or form. But then again I’d never been on the High Risk Firing Squad either.
The higher ups had all things considered. They’d force fed me food laced with burdening potion and maybe even a silence potion. This seemed to make all of my muscles to tense up and become fifty pounds heavier, so I was very limited defense wise. A voice over an intercom sounded, “Take aim, and lock crosshairs on target.”
"Damn." Was all I could manage as blue dots of energy began to form around the barrel of the soldier’s guns.
I stood there, immobilized almost, waiting for the blow to come, but it never did. I opened my eyes and discovered my personal executioners were all dead. They lay on the ground, motionless hugging the huge guns. I couldn’t see any blood what so ever, so I was unsure of how they were killed. However it was, it was quick and silent.
“About time they try and execute you." I looked to my right and saw a brown haired girl. She was wearing a white bandanna, which most likely meant that she was a high ranked soldier within the Republic of Tikanna. "I really didn't feel like crawling through a rat infested jail to save you, so everything worked out alright. Although I was a few minutes behind schedule.”
"Who are you?" I asked. As I had mentioned, she was a part of the Republic, but was she here to save me, or so they could extract information out of me, and then kill me themselves? I seemed to have gotten in the way of their plans many times involving multiple things, from setting rendezvous with defected generals to thwarting raids on towns that made up most of the economy.
"I'm Ivy Sinclair and you're coming with me, I for one am not going to let the Legend Killer-" She paused for a moment as a loud alarm sprang off and the metal door, which seemed to be our only means of escape was shot down. Before the door even hit the ground, at least sixty soldiers sprang into position, and wasted no time in firing what seemed to be a never-ending spray of bullets in our direction. I was feeling risky, so when the girl who’d announced herself as Ivy pulled me into cover I threw my chain hands in the air in hopes that a bullet would tear the chains apart.
Luckily, I did get lucky and the chains were still on my hands, but they weren’t linked together anymore. “What do we do now?” I yelled as two snipers tried to get a good vantage point from an above catwalk. Although everything around us was metal, it wasn’t indestructible. I grabbed a handful pebbles out of a pouch fastened to my waist, and threw them in succession at the two pillars that were giving the catwalk support. I, being the Legend Killer himself, hit the exact points in the pillars that needed to be hit and sent the catwalk and the two snipers to their doom. While I could have just killed the two snipers with one pebble and have been done with it, I thought past the kill, and gave Ivy and I a better source of cover.
“Quick, towards the falling pillars!” I yelled as I crouched down and took off at blinding speed towards the still falling pillar. Ivy wasn’t nearly as fast as me, but her grade A armor made up for it. She could have been jogging and have been okay considering the amount of damage the bullets were doing her, when she was going at the speed a school girl would run.
The soldiers that had fallen from the catwalk had dropped some arsenal I could use. I quickly crawled towards one of their bodies (that were curled in a sickening way. They must have died via spinal cord injury) and took a survival knife that was attached to his waist, and took his Tensiaken automatic rifle from his hands. I sort of jumped and rolled towards the fallen pillar that Ivy had finally made it to.
“We have to get to that window! The fleet is going to leave if we don’t get their soon enough!” She screamed as she returned blind fire towards the ever advancing soldiers. I looked around in the direction that she was looking, and noticed a window that I hadn’t noticed previously. It was several feet wide, and twice that in height.
“So we aren’t done yet!” I yelled as bullets began to wear down the little support the columns were giving. “On a count of six, you’re going to make a run for that window. I’ll cover you, but when you get six feet in front of the-shit, bullet almost hit me- when you get six feet in front of the window, I’m taking off. Which means you can’t get lazy sweetcakes.” I fastened the loose scope on the rifle and started to count. “One….two….three…five….six!”
I’d never seen a person run faster than she did at that moment. It was most likely out of fear for her life. I didn’t really have to worry about bullets, but I like to stay away from them as long as I can. I got a hunch that the owner of the bullet that nearly hit me before was between my crosshairs. It was weird because I could tell that Ivy was within his ‘hairs too. I waited until the last possible minute and just before the one fourth of pressure needed to pull the trigger was used. His helmet cracked, and then his skull.
Ivy had pretty much gotten to the window, so I decided it was time for me to take off. I stood up from my crouching position and used all of my ammunition with one last spray. I threw the gun in no particular direction and took off.
I was pretty light on my feet given the circumstances, and I was feeling agile, taking quick steps to navigate through the soldiers in a way that only a inch separated our bodies. Ivy had just jumped out the window, so I didn’t have to worry about her anymore. I was to quick to be touched. Well apparently one soldier thought he’d be brave and step in front of the window and try to shoot me down. “Not today my friend.” I murmured.
I started to pump my legs harder, and evened my breathing out, and eventually I was running faster than a cheetah could. The soldier in front of me-lets call him Charles-was taking to long to get a decent lock on me. I was moving around all over the place just for that reason. I could smell the fear all the way to the window. Charles had just probably thought, it isn’t worth losing my life; let me get out the way! But it was too late. I was already at the window. I wasn’t going to shove the guy out the way, instead I took him with me.
I speared him straight through the window, and I could smell the sour scent of urine seeping from his armor. I looked below in mid-tackle and could see a large group of ships moving just slow enough so that I could land. Well, we if you count Charles.
Problem was, there were six ships beneath me. Ivy had neglected to tell me which ship I was to land on. “Hold on Charles. This is gonna be a bumpy landing.”
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