Collection: Age of Youth - Guest Chronicle by Marius
The steps of memories soon lite the ash crusted halls once more. And the halls still signet from recent fire. In the middle of the halls is a slim adult, wearing a weird hybrid suit made of leather and rusted out tec. As he stood he looked at the ash layered floor, to see a placard covered by the ash. He knelt down and wiped the ash of the placard, Haven.
The steps of memories soon lite the ash crusted halls once more. And the halls still signet from recent fire. In the middle of the halls is a slim adult, wearing a weird hybrid suit made of leather and rusted out tec. As he stood he looked at the ash layered floor, to see a placard covered by the ash. He knelt down and wiped the ash of the placard, Haven. Then he whispered to himself, “where are the bodies?” the voice was broken, but soft enough to soothe a child. He stood back up and listened, “there aren’t any hunters in existence yet, but the distinct light and smooth running…” He turned to a man running into him. He quickly caught him by the throat and reversed him onto a wall, clutching his throat harder, pull him off the wall and threw him into the air. Then he palm slammed him back onto the floor, which causing the settled ash to fly into the air once aging. “Scum… you think you can do this?” said the man on the floor. “Scum,” said the man looking down at the man in pain. “Identify yourself… you're under arrest for officer assault.”
“My name is Logan, I am a pilot for the series 101-01 model number 01.” Then Logan walked away then walked back, took a breath, “I’ll give you an offer you can’t resist. I’ll let you live if give me everything you have, including communication links, passwords, coordinates, and valuable information on the resistance. And I’ll let you live to tell another tale.” The man on the floor looked at him as the ash settled, then laughed and responded. “O this is so cute, did you think a dark agent would lose to a peasant.” So this means one of us isn’t going to leave these halls now doesn’t it.”
Logan looked back at the dark agent, then spoke: “Ok then hard way it is then.” Logan then picked him up by his neck then choke-slammed him onto the ground once more, then a green aura thrust from his arm and onto the agent's chest. After a second the aura engulfed him like smoke and disappeared, only leaving his tec and clothing left. He walked over and touched the clothing and took the tec. He stood back up and looked at the stairs going up out of the base and onto the surface. He clenched the tec into his hands absorbing it and making his own. After he walked to the stairs and left the complex. “Now then, Roanoke….”
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