1 Ch.1 Botched Op
Deep in an ancient ruin, a group of people gazed at the temple in the distance. There was three guys and one girl.
"That it?" A man spoke.
"It has to be! This is that lost Mayan temple! Come on baby!" The man excitedly said as he began to move but was quickly stopped by the two guys wearing tactical gear.
"I get that your excited Mark but you know how these temples are. Let us go first." The soldier said. "Theron, take point."
"Copy that, Specs. On me people." Theron ordered as he stepped forward and advanced in front of the group scanning the ground and everything in front of the group that could be harmful. The group reached the temple as the two PMCs swept the temple before ascertaining it's safety.
"Alright lovebirds, have at it." Theron spoke as the two explorers began to investigate all the weird writings and artifacts. While they did, Theron pulled his comrade to the side.
"You noticed it too right?" Theron said.
"Yeah, I'm no history buff but this stuff doesn't Mayan. More european....maybe medieval?" Specs theorized.
"Maybe. Hey look at that." Theron pointed his flashlight over towards a group of skeletons.
"What is it?" Specs asked.
The two looked at old skeletons wearing rusted european styled armor except for one that was wearing now tattered purple robes. He inspected the robed skeletons items seeing a rod with a crystal fixed into this.
"Damn. These guys die roleplaying DnD?" Specs asked.
"Seems like it honestly. Don't know what LARPers would be doing in the middle of a desert though." Theron answered.
"Yo! Check out this staff though. This shit seems high quality! You think I'd be able to bring this back so I can use it for DnD? I got a mage character I've already created and I get full immersion with this." Specs said twirling the staff around.
Theron laughed before noticing something shiny in a broken bag. Shining his flashlight, he noticed shiny gold coins making Theron's eyes light up.
"It's payday homie." Theron said as he picked up the gold coins and stashing them in his backpack. He looked over seeing a weird fork and picked it up.
"The hell was this used for?"
"Who're the hell are you?!"
A raised voice coming from one of the explorers made Theron and Specs snap back around as they raised their 416 rifles and made their way back towards where they left the explorers.
"Hehe, I'd like to thank you two for leading us here. Now these treasures will be ours and you two will join the pile of skeletons here." A man boasted. A pirate no doubt. His goons had their AKs trained on the two explorers.
"Not so fast there pal." Another voice called out from behind the pirate group as a group of rival mercs came from behind the pirates. "Look at that, kill two birds with one stone. This is fitting to be a good payday." The merc leader said.
The two PMCs glanced at each other as Specs reached into one of his chest pouches pulling a frag grenade out. Theron raised his rifle as Specs inched closer to the corner the two were hiding behind and pulled the pin while the pirate captain was talking. Specs leaned out and tossed the grenade as the two explorers dove for cover.
"GRENADE!!!" Someone shouted as the room immediately began to panic.
*BOOM*
The explosion from the grenade blew dirt and and debris everywhere as gunfire filled the room. Specs knelt down letting Theron shoot above him. The room was filled with chaos. The mercs and pirates engaged with the explorers and PMCs making this one deadly triple threat. The explorers huddled behind a large statue with their glocks firmly in their hands as they glanced at their PMCs across a large opening that was covered in a hail of gunfire.
"Prepare to move to my location!" Specs shouted towards the explorers.
"Okay, on your mark!" Mark replied back.
The two soldiers noticed a small spherical gadget drop near them.
"Fuck, grenade!" Specs yelled as Theron dropped down tossing the grenade back
*BOOM*
"We're still here!" Mark called out.
"Get ready to suppress." Theron said as he looked at the explorers and held his hand up counting down.
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
The two PMCs peeked around the corner unloading on where their adversaries were at as the two explorers dashed towards them dodging the incoming fire. The two explorers ran pass the PMCs as they began to fall back. Judging from the oncoming shadows, the pirates were dead and all that was left was a large merc force closing in on them. The two PMCs dashed back finding a good holdout spot. The two found a nice defensible position as everyone checked their ammo count. Theron raised his 416 into the doorway where the mercs will come from as Specs prepped another frag. A merc peeked his head and got domed by Theron. Blood splattering the wall behind them. The mercs began to fire on Theron as Specs threw a frag into the hallway.
"Fuck! Frag! Move!"
*BOOM*
The area fell silent as the two PMCs moved towards the hallway. Specs took point slowing slicing the hallway until a gunshot rang out as Specs fell to the floor.
"Specs!" Theron exclaimed as the gunfire resumed. "Where you hit?" Theron asked as Specs slapped his chest still in a daze from the sudden gunshot.
"Hit the plate, I'm still good." Specs said as Theron helped him back up.
The two heard footsteps approaching as they quickly peeked and fired down the hallway obliterating the mercs that were advancing. The PMCs backed off as Theron and Specs checked their ammo again.
"Damn last mag." Theron said with a chuckle.
"Same here. So that's how it's gonna be." Specs said sighing deeply.
The two PMCs turned to the explorers.
"Alright, well, we don't have much ammo left. So either we need to find a way out or this is our final stand." Specs stated.
"I've already checked the rooms. There's no exits!" The girl exclaimed.
While Specs discussed a plan with the explorers Theron pulled the two pronged fork from his backpack seeing it faintly glow.
"The hell is this?" Theron asked himself.
More gunfire interrupted his train of thought as he ducked back into cover. A large group of the mercs piling through the hallway and into the room where the four we're holding up. The four engaged with the mercs taking down more of them. The male explorer peeked out to shoot but was untrained leaving too much of his body exposed and was shot in the chest.
"NO!"
"Shit! Move aside, let me see." Specs inspected the wound seeing a small hole on the vest. The man laid there in pain.
"You'll live, Mark."
"Nice." Brian replied gritting through his teeth.
Theron swapped to his custom Sig M18 and continued to fight. Theron looked to Specs as he motioned for him to come over. Specs leaned around and fired on the mercs as Theron dashed towards Specs sliding into cover.
"Any options?"
"Nope."
"What do we do then?!"
The four awaited they're demise as the mercs closed in, Theron began to think of any way out this fucked situation until he noticed the fork he was holding was beginning to glow brighter. Theron grabbed Specs as the light enveloped the four of them. The mercs closed the distance and peeked the angle where the four were but saw no one.
"Area clear sir." The merc said.
"Huh? Where the hell did they go?" The captain questioned.
