Battle Born Vagabond

Chapter 30: Pogrom: Dark Messiah Bacon: April 09, 5007

I get up in a struggle, groggy, and I can't see anything. I get myself on my own two legs again but one doesn't feel like its there. I run my arms down my missing leg and a finger gets caught in my leg.

Dane speaks, "You're up? Have you been caught yet?"

I am confused having just woke up, "What? What is this? Why can't I see?"

I hear number nine tapping away in the background, "Let me turn that on for you, I hear more tapping on plastic, " I begin to see letters and numbers fly across my face. "We gave you some, upgrades. I personally did the surgeries on you, but I was given help and ideas by others."

The area around me illuminates and I look down at my right leg and right arm I am pissed, "The fuck happened to my arm bro? I was right handed before does this mean I gotta become left handed?"

I can hear Dane explaining, "that was my idea since we had already given you a robot leg and helmet I suggesting giving Flynn's prosthetic arm to complete the look. He gets along fine without it. Or so I have been told, I don't really care. The boys will be telling you how to work your suit."

I still do not have full visuals on Where I am, "Ummm, Where am I? Why am I not recovering in a hospital bed?"

Dane replies with a smile in his voice, "You are fufilling the requirement to join me."

I'm thoroughly confused, "Which is?"

He sighs like he has explained this too many times, "Kill your family and burn down the place you come from."

I like what he has to say, "Oh ya. I love that. Mmmm. Talk dirty to me. You know what I like to hear!"

Number four responds with his nasally voice, "we thought you would bomb bomb dick like the surprise. And there's more fuck fuck moo surprises to come POTATO!"

I'm not hearing a downside so I continue the playful banter, "Ya baby work the shaft! Spit on it. Keep going."

Number one says chuckling, "you have nine weapons on you to complete your mission."

I continue speaking in such a manner, "Mmmm baby keep going. Talk dirty to me."

Number nine says, "calm your tits Mr. Dark Messiah! You're going to turn on one of the guys here and you are straight. Let's get back to what we need to teach you have to think about what you want to do, your helmet will tell you where to look or where to find it. Laser weapons ammo is based off your personal calories, we gave you 8k calories right before dropping you off. We didn't have much space to put different kinds of clips so you only have 3 different weapons with physical ammo but they do cover medium and short range effectively you almost got a sniper rifle as well but it wouldn't fit the way we wanted so we had to take it off, your effective range is now half a meter to 500 meters."

I think about figuring out what kinds of weapons I have. And a selection pops up on my screen 9 different weapons to include the axe I brought with me. Its attached to my back.

The surgeon tells me, "I know you want to chop shit up but I will be teaching you the ax later myself when you get back. There's so much stuff our machists put in there that its a lesson on its own. That thing is straight dangerous you are going to love it."

I reply, "Okay-. so what would you recommend?"

Excitedly number one replies, "Your new hand can disperse energy through the finger tips in whatever direction your fingers are facing. They come out as microwaves but you and anyone who can see multiple wave lengths see them as a white light with a purple hue."

I ask for verification, "And how do I fire?"

Number one says, "Finger gun, and can tell the difference between wanted and unwanted fire because of two failsafes one of which being you can mentally disable the weaponry aspects in conjunction with your helmet."