Fate

["Tuvlan"]

OOC: If I am unable to flesh this out further, I am posting merely as an action of what proceeded to continue occurring.

More Looting

The boy would continue being driven around. As they were not evacuating the city and the police were driving everywhere to stop things, it was easy to go about undetected. Hit a starbucks. Hit a small 7-11. Hit a small grower's market. Hit a small grocery store. Anything that could be stored for lengths of time without rotting. Essentials. Coffee. Water.

[Patrick O'Connor]

Before Patrick would have an oppurtunity to hunt down any armed members of the opposing force he would get a command over his headphone.

"Finish what your doing and leave, it's started."


It was Mitsoumi, Barker's insane and psychotic little pet. That thing, yes thing as Patrick called it, was fucked up. There was no soul behind that thing's eyes, no mind. Whatever Barker had done he had washed out what made that thing human. As fucked up as Patrick was, as little as he cared, even he had to admit it was tragic. But on the other hand there was a part of Patrick that deeply desired to know Barker's methods in forcing that to its current state. To break something so badly and still force it to serve you? That was mastery. Making a human being into a mindless tool, killing machine. Although Patrick had to wonder one deadly serious thing;

Was that what Barker was doing to him?

Whether or not he was Patrick did not have the time to wonder about that. That soulless voice had told him to get the fuck out, now. Patrick knew what the consequences would be if he did not, annihilation. Not even Barker's advancements to his body or Patrick's Qi would be able to save him. And because of that Patrick turned to the west, replying, "Roger."

As Patrick made his way back to where he had entered he spoke to Eagle team, reversing their orders, "Eagle Team, hold positions and cover me, I will be exiting building D on the west side and retreating to your position."

With that Eagle team would not attempt to reposition but hold and cover Patrick when he exited the school. Patrick wasn't foolish enough to think that exiting through the main entrance would be a good idea. He made it to a classroom facing the direction he wanted to evac to immediately. There were three students huddled under desks inside the room, too afraid to attempt to make a run for it. Their cowardice would be rewarded with three pffts. A round for each of them. Patrick would see that one of the kids had a pack of cigarettes in his pocket with a lighter. He would grab those out of the dead kid's pocket before moving to the wall. Looking out he would see his reward for not taking the main entrance as flames engulfed it. Patrick reloaded his weapon as he spoke again to Eagle team, "I'm in position in D building. Second southernmost room, halfway between the main entrance and southernmost wall. Am I clear to exfiltrate?"

After a moment when the van had passed eagle team would reply, "Clear boss, we got you covered."

"Roger. On my way." Patrick said before smashing through the wall with his left shoulder and elbow, pistol in his right hand. He burst through the wall and would sprint across the road, running zigzags, making him a harder to hit target. Anyone in his way he fully intended to kill, and anyone attempting to target him would be gunned down by one of the six Eagle team members. Patrick would sprint across the street attempting to get behind one of the nearest buildings for cover. If He was successful Patrick would lean against the wall of the building and pull out his newly acquired cigarettes and lighter. Placing the cigarette into his mouth he lit the cigarette taking a deep draw, inhaling the smoke deeply before exhaling, letting the smoke drift out of his mouth. It was slightly relaxing, something that wasn't all too surprising seeing as nicotine was supposed to relax you. Patrick took another drag exhaling with a sigh before leaving the cigarette in his mouth as his left hand came down to steady the right hand, holding the pistol. He had never been one for smoking but then again he had never been one to storm a school with soldiers to commit a genocide either. Guess it was a day for firsts.

"Lets get out of here Eagle," Patrick said as he would once again continue his way to their position and provided there was no opposition they would leave as the missiles would continue to do what they were designed to do.

[Zack Asiv]

The rockets that shot up into the sky broke apart, as smaller pod like things fell slamming into the city exploding and killing electronics and cars. A large enough EMP even Leon Sudeki's Qi was knocked out.

Thats when things seemed to go from bad to worse.

Explosion after explosion began to rock the city... The world.

This would go on for hours, buildings where demolished or missing walls. No glass had survived the concussive onslaught of the explosions. Millions dead in the assaults, but one thing was for certain. Tomorrow, would be a very alien experience.