Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28929693-20170921015502/@comment-31595069-20170921095040

War, great for profit...not so great when you are possibly the last reasonable human around. He was not sure how the hell they failed their defense, he was doing good alone. They had tanks, vehicles ships and hell. He had Mechs...Emphasis on had...

Well...That was a story for another day. Basically their world got screwed over by hybrid monster girls. They basically beat back their armed forces...somehow...Dang did they forget the nuclear option?...Maybe...They also had billions of people versus millions of....oh forget it...Like more than 10% of the world knew how to fight...

The man was still ruminating on the past as he began his search. Boy...did he miss his rifle...Bolt action, wooden stock, capable of firing some of the most deadly ammo around...Now he was stuck with some energy pistol he got from an abbandomed military storage. Figures everyone would grab the big guns first and leave behind some smaller weapons. No balistic weaponry sadly...He was the old fashioned balistic user.

"Alright...Thats enough thinking brain." The man finnaly spoke as he waved away this thoughts and focused on the now. Right now he was looking around for supplies. His name was long forgotten but he want by the name of Russian, mercanary extordinare...and self proclaimed number one merc...Sadly these days there are almost no humans around and those that are around want to either want to kill him, or jail him for who knows what. Did he mention that they were the monster girls that invaded his world.

Regardless, he found some people. Crazed outlaws at this point making more noise and drawing death squads. Once you lived as long as he had, you learn a few tricks for dealing with monsters. Aint that different from normal humans really, many are just more powerful but he dealt with superhumans.

Of course he had access to many weapons...Which is no onger viable since plenty of the words power is now out so he cant exactly get his stuff back..."Gotta head back to the other side of the blasted world..." The man sighed as she shifted through some rubble and finnaly found some food. 2 cans of chicken soup and a half full canteen of water...damn...he wanted a hard drink but this was alright...

Eventually he had found a nice cave after avoiding some patrols as he rather save the ammo right now. And there seemed to be plenty of monters in the area. So for now, he made a fire using old scraps of money...

Yeah, normally he rather not do this but right now...Money was kinda worthless now...So at least it was serving a new purpose. To cook a can of soup and eat it...Its a step down from noodle cups but it was almost like many of his dinners before the war.

Once he was done, he put on a biohazard protection mask to rest. The clouds in the sky was rather ominious...so he was not taking any chances...

Of course sleep did little to ease the situation, but for now he needed to sleep to regain his energy...That was until a noise jolted him awake. With impressive reflexes he sat up from his bed, Pistol in hand and sights set on. "A person?" He spoke.

It was a woman, and not some crazy bandit. Just your normal everyday scared civilian. Of course she began to say there was a MDS(Monster Death Squad)...Oh you had to be kidding...

Peeking around the corner to the entrance of the cave, there were four monsters...Armed with Plasma rifles taken from no doubt the human army with one of them armed with a staaff. Magic and guns...Fun...And she led them to where he was resting.

"Well. Ain't no use trying to run now." He shrugged knowing that without any cover out there we would be shot easily. "But my lifes on the line now. So I guess I have no choice but to help." He sighed as he got up.

He did not have much of a plan but here was the gist of it. Ambush, grab one of those plasma rifles, and gun them down to live another day...He had no qualms in killing. He was a merc after all and a damn good one at that.

The woman was prepared to say something but this time Russian was the one who hushed her. He began to pack up his camp and removed traces that he was there. They were expecting one person, so he was going to use this to his advantage.

Running deeper into the cave, it branched out in two directions. By the looks of it, the left path would have some minor side passages. Good, he can use this. Motioning for the woman to follow they quickly head to the left side of the fork and Russian quickly hides in one of the side paths. It was plenty dark already. Even if they had lights it would be hard to see these paths...

And how did he see in the dark? Of course, the small glow of the pistol. He made sure to turn that thing off as soon as they were hidden.

After a minute, they already heard movment and some flashlights were seen. Something slithering...and something...liquidy...The 'Slime and Lamia' as some soldiers called them. Russian saw them pass by his hiding spot and holding his breath he slowly stepped out.

Alright...First eliminate the Lamia...Easier to take out...Grab the Plasma rifle and turn that slime into goo...He has one chance and he was not going to blow it. With a practiced hand he switched the pistol on making a click as it did. The two Monsters turned around but it was far too late for that. A few energy rounds into the Lamida first, he downed her quickly and rushed forward grabbing the slimes weapon so it could not get a bead on him.

He knew this was dangerious, they could still use their own body to rap him. But he dealt with trouble many times. Grabbing the Plasma rifle from the Lamia before she toppled over he quickly jumped backwards and tossed the pistol aside and aimed his plasma rifle at the slime. They may be resistant to bullets, but it was proven that Plasma was very effective...And with that the weapon fired its shot with a green glow and eliminated the slime with ease. With a sigh the Woman quickly followed out. "You know how to use a plasma gun?" Russian asked her.

With her shake of a head, he sighed as she shouldered the other plasma gun. "Alright...I don't blame you, they recently made these things at around the time before we got our asses handed to us. Difficult to use unless you study it." He spoke as he ran forward already hearing shouting coming from the other group.

This was gonna be hard...magic...He missed his mech already...Arriving to where the fork began, a green glow was seen in the distance and Russian quickly dove to the side as a ball of plasma was shot in his direction. Lights were off, but he guessed it was the Harpy. They were quite fast, and no doubt the demon was close...

Now how to fight a fast enemy?...A very bright light to distract them. Tinkering with the flashlight of the Plasma rifle, Russian reconfigured it to be a helleva lot brighter than normal. Popping out from cover and shining the light like a flood light, the Harpy shielded her eyes from the light and just like that he opened fire with another volly of Plasma. "Three down..." He muttered as he saw sigils appear. A big ball of fire impacted his position and he was sent tumbling backwards. His fur uniform getting a little charred in the process.

"Fucking hate mages!..." Russian groaned as he got back up, the Woman now taking cover. In retaliation, he turned on his light which no longer had the flood light effect and opened fire against the demon while getting back up. Of course a magical barrier took the hits...But like hell that would stop him.

More ready this time as another magical sigil appeared he dover forward this time, the massive fireball impacting where he was origionaly standing at. He continued to open fire, the barrier of course slowly grew weaker from every shot he took.

Soon enough Russian ran out of ammo and immediantly swapped to the other Plasma rifle and opened fire. The Demon of course continued to lob spell after spell. But what got him was the craters left from the magical attacks, as soon as the Demons barrier broke, he tripped and fell from the craters in the ground. With a grunt he knew he royally screwed up. As the Demon prepared to finish him off gunfire suddenly echoes...from behind him. The woman had a pistol! And without the barrier her shots struck true filling the demon full of lead with an angry war cry.

And with that, they were safe...Russian slowly got up and dusted himself. "Thanks for the save there." He spoke. "I should be thanking you, you risked your life for me stranger...so it was the least I could do." She replied.

Russian simply shrugged. "Eh, they would have probaly located me anyways if I did not help. We would have lived if there were two of us." He spoke as he and the woman began to wwalk back to the entrance of the cave.

"As much as I rather avoid getting into near death situations, I'm heading to the shore. Theres a boat I came here on. Should be safe right now...Dangerious to head back to the west but my chances of getting to saftey if I get there will be very high." The man spoke.

The woman of course nodded. "So you plan to leave even aafter you rescued me? Not keeping the whole valiant hero trope?" The woman chuckled a bit.

Russian of course laughed. "I fly solo Lady, and besides. My compatriot is still out there fighting the good fight to bring back peace to the world. Me? I'm just staying alive and looking for my rifle. And perhaps an old forgotten tank I can use..." The man spoke as he waved at the woman before walking off. "Good luck then miss...I already know my luck is utter hell most of the time...But I guess all my good luck rubs off on people like you who needs my help."

And thus, the mercanary continued his journey. In this Dark Age...