The Perfect Run
Chapter 26
Ryan thought his life was a role-playing game.
“Kill them all!” a druggie shouted from atop a roof, hitting Ryan’s car with a submachine gun, the bullets unable to pierce the shielding. Everywhere, the courier heard the sound of bullets flying. “Kill them all!”
But somewhere along the line, it had turned into a FPS.
Hiding behind his car with an earplug in his right ear, Ryan reloaded his pistol while mourning the Plymouth Fury’s paint job; at his side, Fortuna fired over her shoulder with a pistol with one hand, and texted on a phone with the other. She didn’t even aim, and her bullets always resulted in a headshot. At least she had taken to wearing a white, streamlined armor to protect herself.
Seriously, one bad haircut, and suddenly the world wasn’t safe anymore?
In total, twelve people, Ryan and Fortuna included, hid behind the cover of half a dozen cars and SUVs. Most were henchmen wearing riot gear and carrying powerful firearms, with one exception: a woman in a suit of heavy, red padded advanced armor whose design reminded Ryan of steampunk comics. That Genome had drunk the Firebrand knock-off Elixir, and as promised by Vulcan, her armor boosted her pyrokinesis. Sometimes, she looked over her cover to throw a car-sized fireball at the enemy.
“You know texting while fighting is the first cause of bullet accidents?” Ryan asked Fortuna, as one of his car’s windows exploded, shattered by a 20mm round.
“I’m texting my brother,” she replied dismissively, barely paying attention to the battle. The lucky Genome didn’t even bother to protect herself, the snipers having a clear line of fire to hit her head. Yet so far, every bullet had narrowly missed her helmet.
“Felix the Atom Cat?”
“You know that?” Fortuna groaned. “I’m in the middle of a firefight and he won’t answer his big sister!”
Having reloaded, Ryan froze time for ten seconds and peeked over his car. Beyond the protective vehicle line, the welcoming committee had taken refuge inside two half-demolished apartment buildings, surrounding the main road leading to the Junkyard. Most of the walls had fallen, but the remains provided snipers with enough protection. As for the road itself, the Meta’s men had blocked it with a trash barricade, leaving only small openings to allow their machine guns to fire through. The Augusti’s Firebrand Genome had managed to set the road on fire though, forcing the defenders to flee or die in the flames.
However, it didn’t look like the snipers would run out of ammo anytime soon. Ryan shot two of them, before taking cover as time unfroze. Far in the distance, west of his position, he noticed crimson beams piercing through Rust Town's polluted clouds. Sparrow’s doing, probably.
In total, Vulcan had deployed three hundred soldiers to retake Rust Town, divided in groups all across the district. Most of them were non-superhuman paramilitary. Others were Genomes having drunk a knock-off Elixir; people like Ryan or the Killer Seven, with original powers, were a minority in the squad.
The Private Security had watched the squadron move inside Rust Town without reacting, perhaps hoping the Augusti and Meta would slaughter one another. Vulcan then deployed her forces all around the Junkyard, where the Meta had established their headquarters.
Unfortunately, as soon as Ryan’s group approached the area’s outskirts, they found themselves welcomed by armed men.
“Vulcan here,” Ryan heard through his earplug. “How’s the situation?”
“It’s a camper contest here,” the courier replied. “It’s the bad days of Quake all over again! But my car is alright!”
“Yes, that’s the important thing,” Fortuna replied with a sassy tone. “If someone could help us, that would be great. I’ve got a date tonight.”
“You will wait,” Vulcan replied, although she sounded quite blase. “Cancel and Sparrow are busy dealing with Gemini and Sarin, and I’m fully occupied dealing with cannon fodder. It’s such a drag, pursuing them house to house.”
“No sign of Acid Rain or Adam?” the courier asked. The Meta’s leader was their main target, as Vulcan believed he alone held his group together; if he died, the Psychos would splinter and become manageable.
“Scared?” Fortuna taunted him, putting her cell phone back into one of her armor’s pockets.
“Frankly, I could do without Acid Rain,” Ryan replied, being in no hurry to die to her again. “Our powers interfere with one another. She can predict my shifts and counter them.”
“Then Fortuna will stay with you,” Vulcan declared. Wise choice. No matter how powerful she was, Acid Rain needed guns, knives, and weapons to kill. And Fortuna’s cheat code of a superpower allowed her to neutralize them. “And no, no sign of either yet. Nor of any of the big guns, oddly.”
“Why do I have to stay with that maniac?” Fortuna complained, as their fire Genome set a building floor on fire with a well-placed fireball. “Can’t you send me with Greta?”
“You will stay with Quicksave because I say so, brat.”
“I’m older than you!”
“Don’t waste my patience, Fortuna. Clearing out the outskirts is already more exhausting than I expected, so I’m not in the mood to hear your whining.”
Clearly, Vulcan didn’t think the battle would last for so long. The Meta had a lot more foot soldiers than anticipated.
Ryan briefly froze time and glanced over his cover to survey the situation. Much to his horror, a new, scrawny sniper had appeared inside the left building, rejoining two other men with what appeared to be an archaic rocket launcher.
“Uh, oh, rocket launcher to the left!” Ryan shouted a warning as time resumed. How did the Meta-Gang recruit so many mooks?!
“On it,” a voice echoed through the earplug.
Mortimer suddenly phased through a wall behind the sniper nest in the left building, taking them by surprise. Mortimer was the only member of his hit squad who went into the field without armor, perhaps because it interfered with his power. From what Ryan had seen, the killer could phase through surfaces, from cinder block walls to the earthly ground.
In any case, Mortimer slaughtered the mooks with a submachine gun, then phased through the ground within the blink of an eye. The man with the rocket launcher fell through a destroyed wall, falling on the ground below.
“Thirteen,” Mortimer gloated through the earplug. “I’m leading.”
“Not for long, Morty!”
Fortuna fired one bullet.
fell from the right
contest when the reality of the
people
people with
…
it work?” Ryan asked. “How
amused by his confusion. “The world simply
puzzle it out. Did the bullet bounce back on one sniper's skull and killed a second? When he realized he had no logical explanation, he turned toward Fortuna as time resumed.
“What? Why?”
a rabbit’s, I want some of
fact, go BLEEP yourself,
looked on at her pitiful attempt at improvisation, shaking his
out an angry snarl, rose up from behind the car, and unleashed a volley of bullets at
the rest of the
smoke coming out of her gun's barrel. “I
hax,” Mortimer
total, and lost only one henchman, shot at
area until I give new instructions,” Vulcan ordered. “I’ll be done in a
join them. Instead, he focused on what truly mattered to
His Plymouth Fury.
alright,” Ryan let out a sigh of blissful relief after he reviewed the engine and key parts. The protective alloys had held against the gunfire.
through the intercom. “Does your car have
heart, but not everyone can
then nothing. She must have gone Michael B. on her enemies. “Alright, all
retreated,” Sparrow replied, ever the professional. “We have control over the main
about it,” Mortimer said, his voice turning raspy as he cleared
acidic clouds spread above the Junkyard, and extending towards the
Acid Rain.
moved to the west, so she was
hitters,” Vulcan guessed. “But I wonder how
struggled to mount a defense, it meant the attack took them by surprise. He
understand Adam’s plan,” Vulcan muttered. “Now that we have control over the roads, he won’t be able to resupply and we’ll call in reinforcements.
Ryan said. “It’s not about winning, it’s about getting off on
mountains of trash from my rookery,” Mortimer
we advance?” Sparrow asked. “We could take them
“I’ll fly by and do some recon first. Hold the road, there’s definitely something fishy going
watching the road like a hawk, while Fortuna had
the various firearms, Ryan couldn’t help but notice the Dynamis logo on quite a few. It made sense since the company was
archaic rocket launcher, the courier found it oddly familiar. As if someone had
mind, as he turned the dead sniper’s body on his back, to get a good look at his face.
“Paulie?” Ryan said, astonished.
away
courier replied. “But that makes
pompous woman
to throw a plushie
her texting and did her
voice turned from surprised to panicked. “All units,
putting her cell phone away. “But we’re
They have Mechron
sound of an explosion, both in the distance
warning, the atmosphere turned
couldn’t quite put a word on it, but he felt no longer welcome in Rust Town. He sensed hundreds, thousands of invisible eyes gazing at him in judgment;
to spread among the Augusti, Fortuna dropping her phone and suddenly collapsing to her knees. A cloud of yellow energy flared around her body, an ethereal field surrounding her. An invisible force pushed it
the ground, before escalating into a full-blown quake. Ryan struggled to stand on his feet, as some of the henchmen tripped and the road broke up into
could say more, the building he stood on collapsed due to the earthquake, the hitman phasing through the falling cinder blocks and
during the attack’s debriefing. That Psycho could fuse with an area, melding her body into it and gaining psychic control over a certain territory. Add geokinesis on top of that,
tremors spread all over Rust Town, collapsing every building in sight in a catastrophic domino effect
collapsed, debris raining on them. The Augusti ran in all directions, Ryan included, but some of the henchmen were soon buried alive under
started getting thinner and thinner, threatening to disappear entirely. Debris that passed through the yellow aura miraculously missed
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