PITCH
Three more Frighters fell victim to my bullets. Skela was cleaving through another three with his swords. These were easy. There was one guy left. He was shaking. He fired his AK-47 at Skela. Skela took the bullets and punched the Frighters. He went flying into a wall, his AK sent flying. We continued on past all the graves. We were in the Frighter Graveyard. This was where all the Frighters were laid to rest. Well. All the Frighters that actually accomplished something. Suddenly a knife stabbed into Skela's back. The Frighter he punched had got back up. Skela turned to face him.
"I won't let you defile our war heros!" He said. He punched Skela in the face, kicked him in the stomach, then uppercut him. Skela didn't move. The Frighter then kicked Skela's right foot. Skela was surprised by this. The Frighter smiled and swept his foot, taking Skela's with it. Skela was forced to spin around. The Frighter pulled the knife out of Skela's back as he spun and started hacking and slashing rapidly. Skela was screaming in pain. He punched the Frighter and he went flying. He smashed against a wall, then got straight back up. Huh?
"Who are you?" I asked
"My name is Smith" he replied. I'd never heard of him before. He definitely didn't have a high bounty. But here he was, staring down two Elite Hunters.
"Are you an Olympian or something?" Skela asked
"I'm just a normal guy in a crazy world" Smith replied. "But you're not going into that graveyard."
"Yes we are" Skela said, punching Smith in the head, knocking him out cold
"Couldn't you have done that earlier?" I asked
"It was more fun this way"
" since when was getting you're ass kicked by a normal guy fun?"
"Fuck off" Skela replied. I laughed and continued through the grave yard. I read the names on the tombstones, none of them what I was looking for. Then i saw it. The grave I had been searching for. I signalled to Skela and we walked towards the grave. I read what was engraved on grave stone:
Here lies Mikey Carravolt
Commander of the Alpha crew, Faction Olympian
Code Name: Ace
Also known as "The Flame Tempest"
May he rest in peace
I looked down at the grave. I had fought Ace before. He was powerful. Skela ripped up the grave, throwing it onto other graves. He then pulled out the coffin and ripped off the lid. Thanks to 2135 technology, his body was still perfectly in tact. I stared for a second, then leaned over and unzipped his jacket. I took the jacket off of his corpse and put it on. Surprisingly it was a perfect fit. I zipped it up. Surprisingly I could see quite clearly through it. Breathing wasn't difficult either. Now how do you turn that a thing on? I stretched my arms and at the tip of my fingers I saw flint and steel caps. Oh. I snapped my fingers and suddenly I was engulfed in flames. Skela took a step back and whistled
"This is what we came here for?" He asked
"Always fight fire with fire" I replied.
"Fair enough. We gonna go after them now?" Skela asked
"No" I replied "first I wanna upgrade it. We'll ask Viper. He's good with this shit" Skela just nodded. It was obvious he wanted to get down to the hunting. But my brother had actual powers now. And that Wolf was already quite powerful. We needed to get better. But now I had something to counter the Hell Dragon.
