Metro Roleplay part 2

I had made several trips to the library before, mainly on missions for the Nazis when I made it into the special ops unit of the Nazis. I had seen the brutality that the library brings first hand. just thinking of those missions makes me shiver. I turned to the group. "how many times have you guys been to the library before? if any. Because I think the one who has been here the most should lead, I'v been hear seven times before and I know every inch of this place."

 

What Boris said was something that I had heard before, but to a minor extent. What he said made me more aware of what to do, and what not to do. "I have mentally been here several times. Physically? None. I would have to agree with Roach if no else of us have been here more than seven times" I voted, keeping my voice low to not attract any unwanted presence.

 

Lemme count, five times with the rangers, four times by myself looking for gear and some good books hehe, three times while hunting down some nazis that went here, two times when a few guys dared me to come here, ten times with University, one time with my brother and another three times on scouting missions so that must be twenty-eight times, im getting bored of this place

 

Haha, lmao!

I just looked at Vlad for a moment. "Alright..." I said before I coughed. I took a deep breath, unscrewed the filter on my gasmask, quickly got out another one, screwed it on and breathed again. I put the old filter in my backpack again, knowing that it could get useful later in life. I did not feel afraid of encountering any librarians anymore, seeing that Vlad had been here a countless ammount of times.

 

"OK... I think Joker should lead." We all agreed and started to walk down the hallway after a while we heard voices around the corner speaking German. Nazi, you see it was custom when you joined there forces to learn German I learned it to and I planed to use this to our advantage I poked Joker on the shoulder and he turned around. "Hey, I know German and I got a plan i'm gonna go out there and start talking to them, say i'm a German scout and distract them, then you guys will make a move for the stairs over there ok? i'l catch up later." and then I walked around the corner and three Nazis put there guns towards me "Halten Sie Ihr Feuer, ich bin ein Deutsch-Scout!"I said. one of them replied, "Sorry! Sie kann nicht vorsichtig genug sein hier." and they put down there guns. It looked like they had set up a small outpost in this room.

 

I could not see how the Nazis would have set up a base camp in the library, of all the places there were. I tried not to think of it, and focus on our path. Vlad took us up the stairs while I covered our six as usual. I followed the team up the staircase in my heavy metal-boots without making the slightest sound.

 

Whilst walking through the library we stubeled onto a Nazi outpost, luckily they did not know where here, thinking on how we could evade themI felt someone pocking me so i looked back and saw Roach, he proposed that he can distract the guards with his German language, since he learned it while he was part of the Reich, and give us time to slip away to the stairway, not coming up with another solution i noded and wispered to him "Be carefull, your not of use to us if your dead" , then he went out of cover, the Nazis's turned around and said something to Roach, he replied back and they lowerd their guns, seeing that the plan worked we sneaked past the outpost and went straight upwords, unfortunetly we only managed to get up to the first floor since the stair to the second where not there anymore, looking back to the team i said, "We have to go to the second set of stairs which is on the oposite side of these rooms, they are full of books, possibly dead scavangers since the library is a good scavanging spot, lots of old tech and usefull books that can fetch a good price on the market, but we shouldnt stay alot, we dont have much time" taking a deep breath and held it while i detached my gasmasks old filter and insterted another one, then i started breathing again, after which i put it back in the my backpack, "For recycling" i wispered, "Now one more thing if we encounter librariens you remember what to do?"

 

I followed the others through the dimly lit building. I was struck into silence by the ancient majesty and millions of books. This wasn't how I had imagined it, and now I realized I knew even less than I had thought about the old world. The dust was stirred by our footsteps, like the souls of the books had taken this airy form, swirling in the dim light coming through the shattered windows. Then Vlad told us of the Librarians...

 

Walking past the history of better times, it was like I could hear the voices of the books in my head. Complete silence, but still voices. Males, females, old, young. The feeling of millions of other personalities being at our presence was something that struck my mentality. I looked over all the books in the shelves. Most of them were dark green, brown or black. Their dark colors were barely visible beneath all the dust. Then I saw it. The book. The white book, standing out from the others surrounding it.

As I was the one walking in the back, nobody noticed that I left my position. As if I was spellbound, I slowly but determinedly made my way to the shelf with small steps. I looked at the book for a while before I slowly lifted up my hands, touched it carefully for a little while as if I was going to ensure it that my intentions for it were peaceful. I slowly pulled it out, sliding it out from between two other books. The slot where it had been standing was now empty. I slowly stroke my hand over its cover, removing most of the dust from it. The dust cautiously flew out into the air before it slowly fell to the ground.

The book was made of white leather. A quite small, but very thick book with golden stripes on its back. But that was not the reason why it astonished me. It was the headline that caught my attention. "Ascension" it said with golden letters that were both bold, italic and curved as if it was hand-written with a thin black shiny edge around the letters. The golden color was faded, but only a little. The book seemed extraordinarily well-preserved to have been laying in this shelf for years.

"Never judge a book by its cover" is something that I had learned at the sanctuary and grown up with. But at that time, I judged it by its cover. And it would later prove vaulable for me to have done so. I looked around me quickly. Nobody there. I quickly took off my backpack, stuffed the book carefully into it and quickly lifted it up onto my back again. When I walked back away from the shelf, the others were gone. I saw the stairs that I knew they had gone to, and quickly but silently walked over there. And that was when I sighed. The stair splitted into two different stairs that went up to each their room in the second floor. "Bloody!..." I whispered to myself before I shrugged and walked up the staircase to the right..

 

We walked on, and I grabbed a few likely looking books to sell later, chucking them into my bag. As I turned to do this, I noticed that someone was missing. Due to the gasmasks, I couldn't immediately tell who, and then I thought "The sword-guy". "Hey, people" I said quietly, "Benjamin isn't here". We all stopped.

 

Hey, thanks Boris! You've really been a great roleplayer, and you can come back anytime! So, I guess this is where you die?

I lifted my gun as the glass fell, and fired a burst into the silhouette against the sky. My magazine emptied as the window shattered on the ground, the sharp cracks mingling with the gunfire into a symphony of disaster. The figure on the roof jolted like a ragdoll, leaned over the skylight's edge, and then fell the thirty meters to the book-littered floor. He landed with a disgusting snap, and I scanned the skylight again, then the room, and finally turned to Boris.

Half his throat was bloody, and the rest... well, it just wasn't there. "Boris... sh*t, Boris... don't talk, oh damn, don't... don't..." I was losing it, fast.

 

Awwww. It was awesome having you in the rolplay, Boris. You've been a good roleplayer :3
And hey, I thought Ben would be something more to Steven by now than the "sword-guy" ? xP Just kiddin' :3
I did not get far before I heard some loud gunshots from the stairs behind me, followed by a loud groan from in front of me somewhere. I would rather return to the sound of civilization than to stay with whatever was ahead of me, so I ran back to the stairs. As I looked down from the stairs, I could see Steven leaning over Boris that was lying on the floor in a pile of blood. I walked down the stairs, towards them. Steven noticed me. He seemed to notice the most. "Let us move him somewhere safe quickly! We cannot treat him here" I said with a calm but worried voice. Steven grabbed his arms and I grabbed his legs. We carried him to the top of the stairs to the left and into a little room with a couch, table and some shelves. There was also a torch on the table that we lit after laying him down. "Anyone here have medical experiences? Vlad?" I asked and turned to Vlad that had followed us into the room.

 

I'm sorry to hear that . well good luck to you

I heard the gun shots and so did the nazis. "Shit" I said then pulled my ak of my back and shot into one of the nazis back who then fell over in a lifeless clump. the other two picked up there guns and began to fire at me, I hid behind a pillar. the gun shots attracted some unwanted attention, I heard a roar and a demon flew through the window and landed on one of the nazis and ripped of his head the other started to shot at it and it charged the nazi and rammed into him breaking his gas mask and knocking him out the window. it then turned to me, I pulled out me revolver and knife and charged at it. It lunged at me but I jumped on its head and ran up its back using my knife to tear through it's wing I then jumped off the back and shot five bullets at it four hitting, three in the lest leg and one in the right, the left leg gave way.

I started to think "RUN, GO! you can't beat it. turn around and RUN!" my mind screamed. I snapped out off my day dreams to be met by the demon lunging at me I jumped to the side put it clamped down on my right arm and slammed me to the ground. I screamed in pain and my revolver and knife flew out of my hands. it opened it's jaw wide to clamp down harder but as it did I reached for my knife and rammed it into it's upper jaw, penetrating it's brain and killing. I breathed deeply with an terrible pain in my right arm and leg. my arm was in bits and my leg was broken from when the demon landed on it as it slammed me to the floor. I just laid there still holding the knife inside the demons jaw.

 

Badass much I managed to write in my post that you also followed us into the room, but you're no with us atm, so I fixed it :3

 

Oops, didn't read that part sorry :/, ty for changing it

 

Upstair in an attept to find the secondary stairway i heard gunshots, it was coming from where Boris was, me being in a sideroom looking for antything that can help us, he wanted to search for benjamin since he was not with us, i raced up the stairs only to find him injured, very badly, on the floor benjamin turned to me and asked if i can aid Boris anyway i can, not waiting to answer i took out some clean rags i kept for injuries and raped them around Boris's neck, then i took out a syrenge of morphine and injected it into his leg and finaly i took out another syrenge with miled antibiotics to keep an infection away for some time, looking to the others "This is all i can do for him, hes in a very bad condition and i cant help him properly with what i have. I have an ideea but its going to be dangerous and risky" after saying that i heard some mroe gunshots coming from downstairs and a bitch growling then i realised, "ROACH!!! Steven, Benjamin you stay here and guard Boris ill go help Roach!" Running back as fast as i can back to where we met those Nazi's i saw 3 dead bodies on the ground and a bitch "Where are you Roach, dont give up on me now"

 

I lifted the arm that was not holding the knife up to show him where I was. "you know, killing a demon with a revolver and a knife is fucking hard!" I chuckled trying to stay positive but how could I? my arm was in shreds and my leg was broken. I let out a grunt as I pulled the knife out of the demons upper jaw. blood and brains where splattered all over it.

 

Wrapped* Haha, raped. Sorry, I just had to point it out, sorry! xD *Rape* :3