《DOPEMAN》End of an Era
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Sera was heavy on my mind. The scouting team had yet to return. To make things worse, My arm blade is getting dull. I sharpen it, using an old stone. It was a sandstorm as well so I couldn't do much. Kyle walks in holding a fire ax. He sits with me. "Something's on your mind?"
"Sera. I'm really worried."
"Listen, Dopeman. If we're too late..."
"I know. It's just nice to think there's a chance she's alive."
"I understand. But there was something else. Just got a memo this morning. From Godhand. He wants to settle the score. For everything."
"Everything?"
"Yup. You win, We can have all of his men. They will pledge under Miller Corps. If he wins, we'll do the opposite."
"Why me? You're the commander, Kyle. I'm just a courier."
"Stop lying to yourself. You're Dopeman. You're the face of this operation. All anybody can talk about is you."
I looked down, remembering all I've done. "I'm pretty cool ain't I?"
He chuckled and passes me an ax. "Yeah. Now he said weapons only, no guns. If you wanna accept, here."
I nod. "I won't disappoint."
As he leaves, I get an idea I remember from the advertisements. A certain ax that emits plasma. nab a few wires and lace the live wires with the plasma from old LED lights. It's unstable, but with a shake, It works. With everything set up, I head to bed early.
We were near a sinkhole. A sandstorm was hitting us, I had my face covered. Fisher was next to me, holding my guns while I stared at the enemy, he was holding two machetes the crowd formed a circle, similar to the prison fight. "Remember, this man put you in jail in months. He's the reason you left."
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I hopped in the air and huff to the center. my side yells in joy. Godhand laughs. "Dis is the man. The man who ruined di Miller Corps. This was a mistake."
I shake the fire ax, it pops out a purple light. "Enough talk. I wanna mount your head on a spear."
He shakes his machetes to emit an orange plasma. "Yuh nah guh survive! yuh a guh bi fed tuh di demons!"
He charged with an overhead strike. I block with the ax handle and push him off. I go for a swipe at the midsection, but he moves and cuts my face with his blade. I get a burning slice at my cheek. I roll away, but he was on the attack going for massive swings at my head. I roll out the way as he hits the sand. Godhand jumps over my ax as I attack his legs. I then hop up and attempt to disarm him, he cuts my side. I fall to my knees as he goes to hit my neck. I chop off his right arm as quickly as I can. He yells. I see this as an opportunity to chop at this man like a tree. I cut a leg off. He was on the floor, the NRF quiets as I hear the other side yells out "DOPEMAN! DOPEMAN! DOPEMAN!"
I aim at his neck. He grunts. "Deh will bi more. Yuh cyaan tap freedom."
I chop his head clean off. and picked his head up by his dreads. I raise it to the NRF. "Welcome to Miller Corps! We appreciate your service."
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