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Astral's Adventures

Astral is a man who is heavy into history. This leads him to find out something new about himself that he never knew. He gains a special set of powers and is able to explore history for longer. He then is able to explore what else the galaxy has to offer while continually going forward in time. Going so far forward that time itself goes in a circle. Keeping his friends safe from the hands of time. He becomes a warrior on a universal scale and leads him and a company of people vs the rest of the universe. Shattering his mind. Will we see Astral repair himself or will he be forever shattered?

Le_King_James · Sci-fi
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254 Chs

Astral's Rise Part 53.5: Escort

Airsoft was moving across the United States. The Sacramentum didn't seem nearly as bad out here as they did in the Cities. 'Fireteam Angel, why would he choose that name? Cause we are saviors or we have a different purpose?' Airsoft wondered to himself as the three fireteams visited each of the bunkers where they had been stashing people.

If they were to encounter the Sacramentum they launched a yellow flare, gaining close air support from Astrid and her hover drones with strafe runs from her jets. A green flare represented the clear area and they were ready to be picked up.

Red flares meant they did not want to leave as they just had to move along. Airsoft saw many of the Americans okay with leaving, the dream and goals from America were no longer in sight for them.

Airsoft knocked on one of the bunkers, the door opened as Airsoft spoke. "Hey, its safe outside now, but if you want to leave earth there is a once in a lifetime opportunity to do so." Looking at the people in the bunker, they looked malnourished.

"There will be a feast aboard the shuttle to space, once you get there we will document you and get you into the system up there. A world of peace and safety for everyone. Where you do what you choose." The people inside looked like he was the messiah.

"What about earlier when you said the world would be saved by one man? Has that happened yet?" A voice spoke out from inside.

"Indeed, if you want to stay on earth and rebuild you can, it's safe." Airsoft confirmed the man's answer as they all walked outside. Airsoft noticed something unusual about them. Fireteam Wolf and Falcon were clearing out the other remote bunkers but didn't have any issues, why does this one seem different.

Fireteam Angel took some steps back from the crowd, there were two thousand in there. Why did this place feel so different? Airsoft motioned for everyone to back up. They listened to his orders. This was the last bunker they needed to clear according to the map, why?

"Cali told us you were coming for him, we need to take out the greatest criminal of all time." one of the members spoke out of the crowd, this was a trap set by Cali and the government.

Airsoft got lassoed by five different people from the crowd, the fireteam held firm, the command Airsoft gave them was to not engage unless he was in life threatening danger, same with the rest of them. "So, Cali put you up to this?"

"The Government told us the new world will be a place of luxury for us if we can bring your head to them." The crowd began chanting and laughing as a lasso was tossed on Airsofts neck.

"I tried to save the world and yet people throw kindness away." Airsoft was bound but the rest of the fireteam knew it was now to act. They all aimed and severed the ropes that bound Airsoft down.

"STAND DOWN LAST TIME WE WILL SAY IT!" One of the members of Fireteam Angel shouted out into the crowd as a second bullet was heard. It wasn't them. The cavity was left in the ground from a sniper as Airsoft had his head tilted.

"It's a trap! Operation Swinging Gate! Formation two!" Airsoft yelled out as the fireteam of thirty stormed in. Besides these men were the best of the best in their time for a reason, time to prove it with their high tier armor.

They all hid among the two thousand people, each one of them held a melee weapon of sorts as the fireteam had to stave off the horde of mindless and brainwashed people. The sniper on the top of a nearby mountain was starting to get the rhythm of how the fireteam moved.

Watching them carefully he pulled up his sniper and sat up. "They will be tricky but little do they know one hundred thousand men still remain well armed inside the border. They won't reach their goal." Speaking as he climbed off the cliff face. It caught Airsoft's eye.

As two hundred men stood to face the fireteam they all rushed in at once. The fireteam showed their age. Their experience caught up to all of them outside of Airsoft. "Everyone back up behind the vehicle's that Astral provided us!" The fireteam fell back as the remaining mob paused for just the moment Airsoft wanted. "Got you all now." he muttered to himself.

Astral's magnum took the place of his own even if it was just for a moment. Pointing it at the mob they froze in fear, they saw the reaper stand behind Airsoft. The black armor and scythe had them all in place. Firing the first round airsoft blew the head off of a random person.

Giving the signal to fire. The fireteam let loose as Airsoft turned behind him smiling. "Not many people could swap my sidearm with their own without being noticed." He held the magnum out for Astral to grab it. Taking it he put it back on his side as Proto and Omaha were done puking.

"How do you travel like that, its nauseating?" Omaha wiped the puke from her lips, flicking it to the ground.

"Seafood was not the choice for lunch today." Proto burped as the vomit flavor refilled his mouth before falling down and vomiting more.

"Aw, cheer up guys, it wasn't that bad." Astral clapped his hands together as Airsoft handed over the tablet of their logs.

"Most of the civilians agreed to come and join you on the savior ship. Even then we only had one of these trap dens where they attacked back." Airsoft commented as he kicked the skull in of someone crawling towards them. "Oh, and Cali knows we are after them." Astral nodded.

"I figured that out once Indy's family didn't have proper protection." Astral spoke out as the fireteam stood silent, fucking with family was something they hated. "Your notes were perfect down to a tee, everyone in that fireteam did what their profiles did." Airsoft took a bow.

"We were researching them in case they ever came after me. Or these two." He flicked his thumbs to his sides at the two still woozy from the travels.

"Can we take not whatever you did to get us here?" Proto asked as Omaha leaned against her brother.

"Don't worry, if its fine with all of you, this entire state is a genocide strip." Astral got a couple of glares that faded into smiles.

"Killing what was wrong with our country is a good idea." Airsoft gave the motion to wrap it up as they moved into position to take on the remnants of the US.