Warzone (2)

Bale and Zander rushed through the hallways towards the breach, joined by Erik and around 30 other Nephalem users with their guns drawn. The hallway bore scars from the fire, with damaged lights and open dorms revealing burnt corpses. Zander saw them first and looked away from the saddening sight.

Bale saw two people hugging each other, burnt to a crisp, in one of the open dorms and frowned. He wished this tragedy had never happened, but nothing could be changed now. The speakers announced, "THE FOUNDERS WILL ASSIST IN BATTLE IN 15 MINUTES, KEEP THEM AT BAY!" Bale listened and snickered. "Okay! We have to keep them away. Push as hard as you can." He turned a corner and saw vultures approaching with their guns aimed.

Bale peeked and looked at Zander. "Pray that this works…" He whispered. "What are you going to do?" Zander asked, Bale walked out, raising his hands. "I SURRENDER!" The vultures aimed their guns at him. "DROP YOUR WEAPON!" Bale nodded and dropped his weapon. "Now walk to us," one vulture spoke, waving their gun.

Bale calmly walked over and looked at them. "You guys killed so many of our friends, including Zynkara, one of my closest pals, even though he was an old fucking fart. You guys still took his life." The vultures looked confused. "We haven't killed anyone here yet; the explosion did."

"Yeah… so you guys assisted with his death," Bale said, with a snicker growing on his face. "But hey, won't you guys die too?" The vulture gritted his teeth and attempted to hit Bale, but he dodged, flipped out a blade from a tiny pocket, and jabbed it into the vulture's jugular. He jumped and rolled over to his gun, grabbing it. The vultures didn't have time to react as he aimed his gun and fired. The ones around the vulture he just stabbed fell down, blood splattering across the hallway as they then fell down. Bale had shot off a vulture's leg, and the vulture screamed in pain with blood gushing out. "OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

The vulture Bale stabbed stumbled and fell over, dead. Bale aimed his gun at the injured vulture and fired, putting him out of his misery.

"Did you really need our help?" Erik asked as he walked over to Bale, nodding towards The Vultures who were rushing towards them, firing their guns.

"Yeah," replied Bale as he aimed his gun and fired at The Vultures. He shot one in the neck and then another in the head. Bale took cover occasionally to avoid getting shot. Seeing this, a Vulture pulled the pin of a grenade and threw it towards the group. A Nephalem user's eyes widened as they rushed over to the grenade and jumped on it, closing their eyes peacefully as the grenade went off, exploding into two halves and splattering blood everywhere.

The others were immediately angered by this and charged out. "KILL THEM ALL!" one of them yelled and fired their gun, killing two people. However, they were also shot in the shoulder. Zander grabbed the injured guy and pulled him back. "Behind me, can you still aim?" he asked. The injured guy nodded. "Good, good," said Zander as he fired his gun and killed one of the Vultures.

Meanwhile, a Vulture sprinted towards a Nephalem user with a dagger and slid towards them, stabbing them in the foot. The user screamed in pain, but another Vulture sprinted over with another dagger and stabbed them in the gut repeatedly. The user responded with grunts and moans of pain, but managed to grab a grenade from the Vultures vest and pulled the pin, snickering as they coughed out blood. "Eat shit." The grenade exploded, killing all three of them.

"FIGHT WITH HONOR!" shouted Erik as he aimed his gun and shot two Vultures in the head without flinching. A Vulture aimed their gun at Erik and fired. Erik dodged the bullet with ease, his black hair flowing smoothly in the air. He sprinted towards the Vulture and used their knee to hit them in the gut. He pressed the gun upwards against his chin and fired, causing brains to splatter on the rooftop. Erik then aimed again and shot another Vulture.

A Nephalem user was shot with almost a full clip as they fell down to the ground, blood covering their chest. "What is your name?" Zander asked the injured comrade.

"The name is Brack," replied the injured user. Zander looked at Brack, who was bald with blue eyes. "Okay, you are with me," said Zander as he sped walked closer to the fight, aiming his gun. "Yes sir!" grinned Brack.

Brack aimed his gun at a Vulture and shot, killing it. Blood dripped down his wound, but he kept pushing forward, past Zander, firing at more Vultures. Zander quickly followed, shooting a Vulture that was trying to stab a comrade. Blood covered the floor as they inched past the fighters. Zander tried to catch up with Brack, but that's when they saw a larger fellow turn the corner, holding what seemed to be a double axe weapon.

Brack aimed his gun at the larger fellow and fired, but the bullets bounced off the heavy armor. The large fellow swung the axe, sinking it into Brack's stomach. Zander's eyes widened as the Vulture pulled out the axe. Brack tried to clench his stomach, but his intestines fell out. He fell to his knees, shocked.

Zander backed up and aimed his gun at the heavily armoured Vulture, firing at him. The large fellow fell back slightly but kept moving towards Zander. Brack fell to the ground, dead. He had known his name seconds ago, and now he was gone. But that wasn't Zander's main focus. It was the big guy.

The comrades charged at the large fellow, but they were taken down in seconds, facing a similar fate as Brack. Bale and Erik fired at the enemy too, as more Vultures approached behind the big guy, some taking cover behind him.

There were only 12 of them left. They backed up and continued to fire at the enemy, but the number quickly went down to 10 as two others were shot by Vultures peeking behind the big guy. "Do you have a plan?" Erik looked at Bale. "Fall back." Bale stopped moving and looked at the others. "I'll try to slow them down. We still need five minutes."

Zander's eyes widened in horror. "No! Fuck no! I'm not losing you too!" he exclaimed, looking at the fallen comrades. He stopped moving, and the others did the same. "So we're all just going to die here?" Bale looked at them, and they all nodded. "I will fall with the people I fight with," Erik responded, reloading his gun. "Let's kick their asses as best as we can."

Bale looked at them, nodded, and smiled. "Okay. I'm glad to have been able to fight with you guys." He shook Erik's hand and looked at the Vultures. They fired again, but the comrades took cover in the opened dorms. A Vulture responded by throwing a grenade inside one of the dorms, forcing the rest of the comrades to run out, but they were met with bullets. Bale, Zander, and Erik were the only ones left out of the 30 comrades. All of them were gone within 10 minutes.

Lando tried to move his Nephalem, but they couldn't. The damage was too severe. "God dammit!" Lando screamed. Hana looked at him and just teared up. "I'm sorry," she said. Lando looked at her. "Sorry for what?!" He tried to get the Nephalem up, but the weight of all the Vultures stopped them. "I'm sorry for-" she was cut off by the sounds of launching.

More gunshots were heard, and a Nephalem landed in front of Lando and Hana's. Two miniguns popped out of its arms and rapidly fired at the Vultures on top of them. Another one landed, and two pulse guns came out and fired in bursts, killing Vultures around them. "PROTECT THEM WHILE THEY AUTO REPAIR!" Solmon screamed.

"PROTECT THEM WITH YOUR LIVES AS HE PROTECTED YOU!" Solmon continued to scream and fired continuously. Guards rushed out and fired at the charging Vultures.