CyberAttack 3

9. ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴅ / ᴠᴏɪᴅ

(Third Person POV)
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2nd Site
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Black smog covered the ground and deleted what was under it, leaving nothing but a burning void underneath. Red swooped down and picked up endangered citizens, flying them to the top of still-standing buildings.

"What are we gonna do about this?" Yellow stared downwards into the abyss. "How would we even beat this?"

"There is a way, but it's risky." Other Yellow looked down with him. "The entity itself is hiding inside the void it's creating. It's hard to spot, because the only part that doesn't blend in with the void is its eyes, which are pure white and glow. However, the void burns and hurts to enter. Falling down far enough will delete you. Void is a flying smoke cloud, but it has a core that can be killed. None of the damage it causes is permanent until it completes the site entirely."

"Hm. Then we have time. Where's my Red?"

"Up here!" Red circled down and landed on the building they stood on. "Other me is getting people to safety. Whatcha need?"

"I need you to fly me underneath the ground, just above the void."

"Wha-?!" Red looked at him, bewildered.

"The virus is hiding down there, if we kill it, the damage will be undone."

Red pondered it for a second, then nodded. "Hop on my back."

Yellow adjusted himself onto Red's back, then with a leap, they both plunged downwards. Spreading his wings, they swooped up and flew straight. It was hot and hurt like hell, but they both kept on. Looking around some, Yellow finally spotted a pair of white, glowing eyes. He smelled smoke coming from that direction as well.

"Over there!" Yellow summoned a bow and arrows for himself then pointed. Seeing it too, Red turned and dove for it. Yellow stood on Red's back and aimed, taking a shot. Void panicked and flew away.

"Follow it!"

Red flew after it, quickening his speed to catch up. Yellow aimed carefully and shot again, but unfortunately, he was cruddy with far ranged weapons. He shot again, and again, and kept missing. Red was becoming slower by the second.

"Yellow.. I can't.." Red heaved. "..I can't keep flying for much longer."

"I'm sorry, I just can't catch it!"

Yellow aimed again, his hand was shaking as he released another failed shot. At that moment, the bow disappeared. Panicking, Yellow lowered himself, only now feeling the pain.

"Fly back up!"

Red tried, but he was so exhausted. His metal wings started to burn into his back from the heat. The wings faltered and slowed even more. The cool air brushed against them as they ascended slowly. Eventually, they stopped midair, just about to make it, when Red passed out and they both went plunging down.

Yellow shrieked as they descended, causing Other Yellow and Other Red to look down in shock while they fell. Time seemed to slow around Yellow the further down they went. The pain became nearly unbearable. It was only a matter of time until they disappeared. Yellow shook and gripped onto Red as tight as he could as they both went down together.

...

Other Yellow and Other Red panicked as well. The situation seemed completely hopeless now.

"Yellow, what do we do?" Other Red asked through gasps.

"We have to evacuate."

"What?! Are you crazy?! We can't just.."

"It's either we evacuate or we lose. We'll tell Second to give them a funeral when we're back."

Sighing, Other Red just nodded as they leapt to where the citizens were gathered, explained what was happening, and started to lead them to an exit. Other Yellow spoke into his radio.

"Resistance Yellow. Group D. Our website is being evacuated, it's unsalvageable. We lost Recruit Yellow and Recruit Red. I'm sorry. Over."

No voice came back through the radio. Other Yellow expected that. Sighing, he put the radio back in its holder and went to help Other Red evacuate the people. Crying, sighing, and murmuring rose among the mass as they fled. Once they were sure everybody was out, they left themselves.

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Outside, everyone had regrouped with someone from their family or a close friend. Other Yellow and Other Red looked over the lost crowd, regret heavy in both their hearts.

Other Red picked up his radio.

"Resistance Red. Group D. The site is fully evacuated. We have a large crowd of people here. Resistance Second, we need your input. Over."

Static.

"Resistance Red. Group D. Is anyone from Group A available? Over."

"Resistance Green. Group E. I don't think so, but I can take the refugees. I know where the sanctuary is. I'm making my way over, go support Group A. Over."