Message #31832

[VoraX]

Chapter 3 - Legacy

Next morning VoraX felt in perfect shape, he hasnt sleep nor eat, instead, he meditated on Seiza posture, quiet, without even a micro movement. He stood after the sun arised, at the moment the sky was a shiny red tapestry made out of iridiscent clouds. He could see the world surrounding him from an external perspective, watching his own body from avobe, as if his conciousness was a sphere around him, and his boy a puppet moved through invisible strings by his will. Two uniformed Dragons blowed bull horns, and in 10 minutes all the Dragons were before the rock altar, were he stood patiently.

"The first time the Dragon manifested to me, it was a night with a clear sky, full of stars. He presented himself as a constelation beneath conformed by other constelations, and then, I saw seven red stars. If you ever see seven red stars in the nocturnal sky, and follow its alignement, you will be able to see the Dragon by itself, in its full grace. Any of you who achieve such perception, will be such an agent from Him as I am. The Dragon will guide you to our destiny, our fate is to evolve into something unknown, this far, or perish. And remember...have children, rise them as warriors, or you wont be able to keep reincarnating. The Virus wants that. The Virus is the Angel of Death, sent by God to force us to change, or to destroy us. We must be demons, then Saints, then Angels, and finally God."

The inspired yet confused crowd suddenly get alerted by the crescent sound of two motors approaching the base, two vehicles were followed by clouds of dust and blood, screams of infected ending at the bottom of their unstoppable wheels.



Two PANHARDPVP waited until the doors were opened, the guards shooted at the infected ones who had follow them. After they enter, from each militar vehicle a driver arised from the inside. One with a metallic electric blue very complex armour, full of hidden tools and ammo. A blacksmoth hammer hanging from a leather belt, a Godly Crafted Rebellion rifle on his back and a set of powerful firearms perfectly mounted on his outfit. The other seemed as a modern ninja, with a katana on his back. They both saluted VoraX with their fist hiting their hearts.

"I will part now, TR_Headshot, Crazyhobo, go with Iteration X (the metallic electric blue armored man made a friendly inviting gesture with his arm), Modemkill, Meldon, go with Tenchu (the ninja-like person entered the vehicle without showing any sign). Dragons, Im proud of you all, we may not meet again, but the Dragon Spirit will keep us connected through visions and revelations. DEA DRAKONUM SPIRITUM OBSKURITATIS!!!"

"FOR THE GLORY ARCHLORD"

The vehicles left the base.



On Tenchu´s PANHARDPVP was also VoraX, everybody was quiet, not making a sound. When the infected surround them by large numbers with extremely high aggresiveness due to the motors, they shoot grenades near, then began to shoot with loads of powerful arsenal, this was the reiterative activity of the group for the time the travel lasted, in contrast with the talkative, charismatic and energic mood of the other trunk, as Iteration X talked with TR and Crazy.

"Ive been with VoraX for years, fixing his stuff and doing other things, Im an engineer, Im part of his Personnal Guard, a group of loyal persons whom life was saved by him while he was traveling to Nastya. You can call me Forge, by the way"

"Cool Forge, Ive think I saw you a couple of times, but I didnt know you were with VoraX, I didnt even know you was a Black Dragon."

"Technically Im not, Im with VoraX to the end of the world, as well are, and trying to pat back our life debts with him, we decided to serve him instead of his cause."

"Interesting" Claimed Crazyhobo "I didnt know any of that either."

"Yes, well, VoraX decided to keep it as a secret from most, thanks to that strategy, we all worked for him for years, making him rich in all kind of resources, we are behind him and claim no merit for our achievements, he decides who can rely on the stuff we accumulated, this way, the man grew up to be at the disposal of almost unlimited ammo, all kind of medical supplies, tools, armours, whatever-you-mention, we have it, and its his property, when Admin´s software discovered some of our darkest deeds, concerning comerce, he exiled VoraX, even if he only discovered the tip of the iceberg, well, I maybe talk too much, its exciting to finally be directly in touch with other people, Im a very social dude and I used to be relied to undercover activities for too long, I hope we´ll be friend."

"So we are all going with VoraX?" asked Crazy.

"Ermh, I really dont know, he doesnt give much explanations of his desitions till last minute y´know, I bet you already know how his behaviour kinda is."

"He was always kind to me" Proudly said TR "As a friend, I think"

"Yes, he is unpredictable too, making exceptions at caprice. Hey, look, there are Red Long Arms in our way, we better get rid of them or they could roll over this babies."

Three quartes of hour later, they returned to the vehicle.

"This gonna be fun, fellas."



The vehicles stopped after ten intesive hours, it was hard to travel by earth due to the aggro factor.
They were at the east coast, the Ocean at night seemed an infinite cold void. They had forgot such a sight in this so many years of struggle on the ground.

A metallic door from a storage automatically opened. The vehicles entered while the running infected behind them began to fall from shots out of nowhere.

"Who´s shooting?" Asked TR

"JexicA and OSM, two of three VoraX...ladies"

Both smiled at each other with malice.

The seven warriors go up a ladder to the roof of the storage, two beautiful, exhuberant women, one italian, curly redhead, green eyes with a GC USAS-12 and a GC Hawk-MM1, the other a brunnete asian, with a GC M82A2 and a GC Dragon SVD. They were putting metallic boxes of ammunition inside two AH-64 Apache.



"Wow" claimed Meldon.

"The Dragon Wings" Smiled Forge.

The four dragons were amazed at the sight. 

"If I may ask, from where these came for, and how is it they work, and the combustible..." asked Crazyhobo.

"Part of Interesting´s legacy, the nuclear dispositive, or Dragon´s Reckoning, the Dragons Wings, The Dragon´s Claws and the Dragon´s Tail" answered VoraX with solemnity.

"Dragon´s Claws and Dragon´s Tail?" asked respectfully Modemkill.

VoraX ignored the question and made a sign at the women. OSM attended every injurie produced during the travel, while Jexica prepared a nurturing dinner for all, with red wines and good meat. When an hour passed, all them well nourished and healthy, VoraX said:

"Its time to separate, TR_Headshot, Meldon, I appreciate you for coming this far, I have a last missions for you two." He made a sign so Forge and Tenchu throw each of them a key. "Take the PANHARDPVPs back to the base, they have all the weaponry and ammunition you may need, they are yours." He then stared at Modemkill and Crazyhobo. "You sure you want to join me?"

"Yes Sir" Both claimed.

The partners saluted between them. TR was emotioned.

"May the strenght of the Dragon be with you, brothers." said Modemkill.

VoraX, Tenchu and the women go inside an Apache, Crazy, Modem and Forge at the other.

The sound of the helixes began cutting the air as sharp blades, then they were almost invisible, and they were flying. VoraX helicopter went fast in the direction of the dark Ocean. Forge´s one stayed for a while.

"Arent we going to follow them?" Asked Modem.

"In a minute, I know the way, and I have some other orders."

The metallic door of the sotraged opened, Meldon and TR start driving, an horde of unliving creatures were waiting for them. Forge pull a trigger and two Gatlings cleared the way before them, he then pressed a buttoon, and two missiles exploded at two blocks.

"FOR THE GLORY!!!" Cried really out loud Forge, laughing without control, enjoying as a kid. Crazy began to laugh like him, Modem smiled.