William walked down the hallways, until he and the mages came to a laboratory of sorts.
"Alright, so what do you want me to do now?" Asked William.
" Try summoning a weapon of sorts."
"And how do I do that?"
"Try thinking of one", said Blackeye.
He thought of his fathers handgun, a simple Glock 19, he could feel a tingling feeling in his hand, followed by glowing sparks. However his enthusiasm was short lived, and the sparks soon vanished.
"Keep trying human-er... William, you will get it eventually. Me and my fellow mages are going to rest, that spell we performed took quite a bit out of us."
"There are guards by the door, ask them if you need anything."
"Thank you for you support "William grunted, raising his middle finger.
the 3 mages left the room, leaving William alone under a flickering magic light.
"Better get practicing" He said to himself, cracking his neck.
4 hours later...
After several LONG hours of practicing, he had finally seemed to have gotten the hang of it.
It was tiring at first, but he finally got the hang of it, sort of. He still needed... 'Live test subjects'.
Just then, the 3 mages walked in. Back from their nap and brimming with joy.
" Alright", He thought to himself "this is my chance to enact my plan."
"So, William... Have you figured it out?"
"Well, yes." He shrugged, and clapped.
"Can we see?" Asked Razor, buzzing closer.
William manifested a Glock 19 into his hand and racked the slide.
"...What does it do?" Asked all 3 of the mages at the same time."
"Wehehellll........That's a secret."
"Why?" Asked Hunter, claws impatiently scraping at the stone floor below.
William turned back to the table, and made the Glock disappear. Instead manifesting a silenced MP5, or "MP5SK." Something that was out of his reach as a civilian normally, but... Normal, didn't apply now.
"What are you doing?" Asked the mages in unison.
"You know, I knew all about what you were planning and what you meant by 'help' as soon as you said it. I'm not an Idiot."
So, next time, try someone more gullible rats!"
He spun around, and put a 9mm round through each of the mages heads with an almost insidious laugh.
"What was that?!"Yelled the 2 guards outside, scrambling through the doorway with spears raised.
They turned into the room, only to be met by 2 more bullet's from Williams MP5SK. They dropped dead in puddles of their own blood.
He now stood alone, surrounded by the bodies of the mages and the guards.
"I Can't believe I just did that..." He said out loud, He could feel his heart beating, he wasn't used to the adrenaline.
"Well there's no time to freak out now. I've got to get out of here!"
He dragged the bodies of the guards into the room, and shut the doors to the doors as best as he could. He needed to get out of there, but he wasn't going to make it it of there as he stood currently. Even with his new submachine gun, he couldn't take dozens of them at once unarmored.
"I'm going to need some protection, and more firepower if I'm going to make it out of here alive."
He knew just the thing for the job. He made the MP5SK disappear, and in its place manifested a fully loaded M249 SAW (Squad Automatic Weapon). Complete with a full sack of ammunition. With some difficulty, he was able to figure out how to feed the belt through and charge the bolt.
Alongside his new gun, he manifested a full suit of military grade riot gear. Covering his entire body in digital camouflage Nomex, and Kevlar plates. Alongside a good Kevlar helmet. "Alright, in the wise words of Anakin skywalker..."
"This Is were the fun begins."
He opened up the door. And stepped out into the hallway.
"Just got to get someone to tell me were the exit to this place. Not too hard! "
He walked down the now dimly lit hallways. until he came to a crossroads, standing there was a Griffon and Changeling guard.
"Changelings are all obedient to their queen, that one won't tell me anything."
He casually strolled towards them.
"Hey, do you guys know were the exit Is?"
"Take a right at this intersection, then keep goin-WAIT WHAT WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HER-"
"Thank you both" He put a 5.56 round through both of them, the sound of the gunshots making him wide awake. He turned right, and walked for about 5 minutes until he came to the entrance, more guards surrounded it. He ducked behind a support pillar, manifested an M67 frag grenade into existence, pulled the pin, and threw it as hard as he could in their direction.
William could hear confused yelling, followed by the loudest thing he had ever heard. He got out from behind The pillar, and saw the bodies of about a dozen guards, some more or less intact than others, but all of them dead. He could here alarm bells ringing out in the distance and shouting.
Well, If they didn't know what I was up to before, they sure do now!" He ran through the destroyed gates, and found himself
in what appear to be the equestrian version of an air base.
He could see griffons and channelings running towards him. Wasting no time at all, he ducked behind a boulder, and opened fire on the group. The first 10 or so went down easy, but things changed when he saw them turn and run.
"Wait, why are they running?"
He Heard a bellowing growl, and saw the massive form of a dragon appear in the sky, and it was headed straight for him.
almost instinctively he manifested and RPG 7 into existence, braced for the recoil, and pulled back on the 2 stage trigger, just like YouTube had taught him. To his satisfaction the rocket hit center mass, sending the drake tumbling out of the sky.
He took advantage of the chaos, to blast a hole in the perimeter wall of the base. He then ran faster than he ever had in his whole life, away from burning base, and into the forest. He ran, and ran, and ran. until he finally collapsed from exhaustion.
"that was the most terrifying and exciting thing that I have ever done in my life, ever. He switched on his night vision googles, and looked around. "No ones following me, that good." "I can't start a fire. so I guess I'm sleeping out under the stars tonight."
And speaking of stars, there were more of them out that night than he had ever seen before. Even when he and his family went camping up in the sierra's, he hadn't seen this many before. He chuckled "Guess this is what you get when you don't have light pollution." He crawled over under a tree, and hugging his rifle tightly, Fell asleep. Wonder, Despite how terrifying
his situation was, he couldn't wait for the next day.
Eh. I could still kick this edgy kid's ass, no matter what weapon he summons.
..... He can shoot a gun without problem... Blah...
Can't wait for next chapter
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Please do. I'll cheers you up
So.... he's the stereotypical HiE writer?
M249 all the way honey lmao. My favorite. Even if i run out of ammo, I can brutalize you :D
therussianbadger wants to know your location
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A kid can carry an M249 without problem while a soldier in real life is still hard to carry that gun
i feel you are rushing your story a bit much that you do some common spelling errors that you would see if you took a bit more time to think and build out the world more with more details and shush needed.
so far this feel a bit more garystue carakter sure the kid know possibly how to handel most wepons off fire arms when he heads to the shooting range but he seems a bit unrealistik storng for a 16 years old that show no sign off working out in his free time or runing and the like so i can se him posibly handel small arms and some rifles with much dificulty.
but i like the consept off the story but i feel you throwing it away in the bin if you dont take it slower cause this have a potenstial but it depends where you want it to end up. and possibly talk with some friends to throw ideas around to better understand what kind off world you really are in.
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You would be surprised by the things that he is capable of, As the story says, He is most definitely NOT an average highschooler.
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Sure you could.
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And For the record, he is not a Gary stue, he just has no regret or remorse for those whose anger him, and he his also a tad bit autistic.
He Is never like this on earth, but considering that he got transported to a universe that for all intents and purposes, should have been fictional, he decided to throw caution to the wind and let out all his anger in one go.
you know, you said any military hardware. so he could, theoretically, summon a lasgun from 40k or a plasma rifle from Fallout, or a Halo Assualt Rifle since they are all Human Military Equipment
As a bit of a gun fan myself, I was able to keep up with the designations for the weapons and their functions. The VAST majority of people would be completely lost and likely feel badly disconnected from this chapter. Consequently this chapter may be where most of your readers decided to drop it and leave. As an author you never want to alienate your potential fanbase if you can help it. Try brief descriptions of the weapons and their functions.
EX: He focused and manifested an H&K MP5SD. The sound suppressed .9mm submachinegun felt good in his grip. It almost felt too good. And it felt even better when he flipped the fire selector to 'Full Auto'.
It provides information and helps the reader to get into what the character is feeling instead of only what they are doing. I hope this helps.
Slightly disappointed. Didn't mentioned what type of combat vest and helmet the character is wearing. Plus, he mentioned the weapon's names in small letters. Also the silenced HK MP5 is the HK MP5SD, while the M249 is also known as M249 SAW (or Squad Automatic Weapon).
To be honest, dragon would be resistant to rpg7, as it is a cumulative warhead, not an APEX. Essentially it deals concentrated fire damage :P
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That's still an incredibly high amount of energy transfer and concussive force on an organic being even if it didn't penetrate, so i don't think its central organs would have been so good
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Doesn't the HK MP5SD have an integral suppressor? This might just be an MP5 with a suppressor screwed on. Unless MP5SD is a blanket term for ALL MP5s with suppressors
Este tipo es un psicópata... me encanta jajaja
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Apologies, I only took two years of Spanish in highschool. Let me try my best to reply:
¡Sí! ¡Ese era prácticamente el punto!