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Llama · (This post was last modified: 01-02-2011, 11:03 AM by Llama.)

Gas Mask- The Beginning.
Aboard the S.S-Betrayal Wreck. Previous ship of the Proclaimed 'Gas Mask'.

{You find an Organic memory drive in a locker labelled 'G.M Gas mask' You play it, only to find that your are the memory. You see several armed men scouting a snowy field, Followed by a young boy and his family crouched under a dug in bunker re-enforced with wood.}

Father: 'Shhh {Placing his hand on his boy} hold it lad... They're just passing by... No need for tears.

{A tear drags its way down the boys face while he silently cries}

Mother: {Whispering under her breath} please god... Let them find nothing...

Father: Here lad {Hands a pistol to the boy} Take this... God forbid you need to use it... But don't hesitate.
{The boy takes the pistol while trying to stop the tears}
{The memory peaks over the wooden frames of the bunker, to see the armed men appear to have left}

Father: {Breaths out slowly} they appear to have left lad... its okay... we will be okay lad {He hugs his son while wiping his tears, followed by his nose} C'mon, Let's move...
{You see the father move over the bunkers frame. You hear his footsteps in the snow... they are slow, as if he is walking on his knees}

Father: {from a distance not to far} All right... Let's move.

{The mother climbs over the bunkers frame, {the memory attaches itself to the boy's eyes} you are about to climb- Yet hesitate and look through the slits... You see a shadow... behind a tree 70 odd metres away. At first it doesn't faze you. The shadow shows no initial signs of movement, you begin to climb over the frames}

Mother: What is that {curiously pointing to the shadow}

Father: Get down! {he looks through thermal binoculars} Back to the bunker! {Running back to the bunker, the shadow comes to life. Your eyes widen seeing the horror running from the trees... as if in slow motion... You see it... It burst through the trees breaking every branch in its path- A beast and its rider as one hunting machine. The beast runs faster and faster towards your father}

Father: Move! GO! {Looking back at the beast and its steaming breath getting closer} Go! F***ing MOVE! {Your mother falls to the ground, Your father picks her up, then runs with her, holding her hand} Get in the burrow lad! Get in the god damn burrow!

{You turn around, starring at the burrow behind the bunker... You turn back to look at your father}
Father: No! Just go lad! GO! {He clearly knows what you are thinking}

{You grab the pistol from your jacket... You aim at the rider on the beast, the guns sights are on him... yet your thick gloves make it impossible to place your finger on the trigger... Before anyone or thing could occur, you hear a scream of pure agony while running back to the burrow, You slide into its entrance only to turn to witness your father and mother within range of the beast...}
Father: I love you lad! Don't bloody forget it! I bloody love y... {One of the horns pierces his chest... The snow goes red around the beast feet as it shakes it head in an attempt to rid the horn of the corpse... Finally placing its foot upon the corpses head while raising its own head tearing the corpse off}
Mother: No! {Dropping to her knees at the horrific death of her loved one} You son of a b**ch! {She grabs a rock on hurls it at the rider- It smashes into the top half of his mask... The mask's eyes begin to bleed} I'll kill you! You monster! {She grabs another rock} Take this you son of a b**ch! {She draws her arm back to go throw again, as she propels the rock forward the masked man reaches behind him swiftly... You turn away only to hear a slicing noise followed by drops of a heavy object, bigger than the rock...}

{The rider dismounts and walks to the corpse of your father. He bends down only to slice the head of his body placing it in a bag, twisting it, tying it and finally placing it on the beast's saddle}.
Hunter: {Muffled voice looking into the burrow} I know you are there boy... Come out, the bounty is not with you. You see, your father here {cleaning his blade while walking to the burrow} was a bad man. Cardamine, Smuggling, Dealing ... You name it- your daddy dealt it. {He sits at the burrows base, staring right into you} I know you're armed... Personally I wouldn't blame you if you did {He removes the mask and starts to wipe his bloody eyes} Man hunts your daddy down...yeah... I'd say personal revenge lays there.

{You gather the courage and remove yourself from the burrow} [color=#FFFFCC]What about my mother... What the hell did she deserve...?

{The hunter points to his eyes with a blank look on his face}
[color=#FFFFCC]So if someone throws a god damn stone at your face after murdering their loved one your murder them too?! Yet when it comes to their son you say 'Personal revenge lays there'?!

{You are broken inside... Yet you know deep down the day would come}

Hunter: Think of it this way you ungrateful little! {he stops himself and takes a breath} You ALL would have been dead if it were not for me... you little piece of sh... {Cut off by the boy}

Ungrateful!? Are you mentally unstable by years of branches hitting your face! {you stop yourself then charge the Hunter} How the hell did YOU {Shoves the man} Save US!

Hunter: You saw all those men before? With those big a** guns?! Looking for a certain family?! They disappeared didn't they? {He looks at you- Very agitated} No! They bloody well didn't! {He points to the back of his beast... All armed men are dismembered on the back chains- being dragged behind} so I suggest you shut your mouth an sit here and mourn the death of your family {he begins to walk off towards his beast}

Heh... Mourn... What's there to mourn...? Will that bring them back? Will that make me strong! Will that make it all better?! {You shout so loud at the hunter he stops an turns around}
Hunter: Don't you dare raise your voice at me! {He grabs a large knife out, holding it to your mouth} or it will be the last thing your shout... Understand? I'm the hunter! I'm the shadows! I'm the god damn {he is cut off as you push the knife away from your mouth. The hunter walks to his beast... You take your gloves of a throw them behind you. Grabbing the gun as fast as you can from your coat you are only met with the hunter holding another gun to you}
Hunter: ha-ha! Now what boy! You're in a thing I call a standoff?! Get any advice from ya daddy about this?! {The ego the hunter has for himself and the disrespect he has shows all too well... you grin slightly}
Yes... he gave me 2 words... don't Hesitate!
{The hunter's eyes widen as you pull the trigger}
{You slowly walk over to the mask}
You're the hunter? ... Wrong... I am the hunter, I am the shadows.
I ....am the gas mask!

{The memory begins to fade out... Small flickers appear here and there. One is of your hands... making cards... Others of your mother pushing you in the snow, throwing snowballs...
The last audio segments of the memory are as clear as if being whispered from near metres away... as if real}

Don't... Hesitate....

{The memory unit ends... You turn to your navigational officer...}

'There's a man with issues {you smile at your officer an walk to exit the ship only to face a gas masked man staring at you from your ship, walking down the docking arms hall} G-g-g-g-g-g {you turn to your officer who immediately arms himself an points the gun at the masked man} Who are you? {You are stuttering in your voice} What do you w-w-want?'
{The masked man stops in the hall- Blocking the only path from his ship... he stares at you... then slowly tilts his head to the side while dropping cards}
Gas Mask: 'there's a man with issues' ... Wrong... {He walks to your face, staring right into your eyes with his blood dripping eyed mask} Each card is a life in itself... they rise... {He holds a card up} and they then fall {he drops it to the ground}... What card is yours... commander? {He holds a deck to you}
{You do nothing... You don't take his cards- or his games}
Gas Mask: I see your mind is not open.
{You stare at him with a blank face} Open?! Open?! As far as I can tell your mind is nothing?!

Gas Mask: {Chuckles and holds a blank piece of paper} what do you see on this page?
{You look} Nothing...
Gas Mask: Exactly, When there is nothing... There is everything.
{You feel as if you were enlightened}
Gas Mask: Now do me a favour... Get off my ship.

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