Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving - An Apex Legends Story

Chapter 1 - Dumb Luck

Hi there. Before I start this chapter I just wanted to leave a quick note and some insight into my writing style. But before you move on please be warned that this a (very) mature story, which means there will be heavy language, alcohol, sex, drugs, and violence.

If you see anything "Like this." It is usually means that the character is thinking to or talking to themselves.

Anything in bold like this usually refers to Apex Announcers or messages being sent to the Legends or just something from the Apex side of things.

Bloodhound will be referred to as Bloodhound and/or They, Them, Their.

Legends are referred to by their real names outside of the arena matches (Ajay) and their Legend names during arena matches (Lifeline) unless there are extenuating circumstances.

Also the cover page artwork is actually mine.

Sorry if anything seems confusing. If you have questions just let me know. Enjoy :)

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BOOM! Lifeline had narrowly escaped a shot from a Kraber. In fact it was the last shot from the deadliest sniper in the arena. The only way that she managed to evade the shot was dumb luck. She tripped over a small ditch in the ground and fell around the corner of the hill that led into Three Way. She wasn't one to be clumsy but today she would make an exception because it save her life and the match. 

Her ears burned from the noise of the sniper rifle shot as she sat with her back against the side of a small cliff. She was still very new the Apex battle royale. She could barely think as the gun shot still echoed through her ears. Her heart was pounding so hard that she could feel it against her chest and hear it in her head. 

She tilted her head back and closed her eyes in an attempt to calm herself down so that she could think of her next move. The air was so warm and thick that it stifled her, almost choking her. Sweat dripped down the left side of her temple as she took a long, calculated sigh. Loose strands of her hair stuck to her cheeks and the back of her neck.

The gun shot came from 400 meters away so she knew that she didn't have much time to sit around and think; she needed to get her shit together, "Come on, we've got a job ta do." She gave DOC a pat. DOC or Drone of Healing a little robot that she had built herself with a permanent memory processor (PMP) from Chevrex. The drone could retain programming and recordings for just about ever.

DOC was a great asset to the team because it could heal wounded team members. The drone could close up wounds like magic in a matter of seconds. DOC was always ready to help with a quick flick of Lifeline's fingers. DOC was tucked away in a large pocket on Lifeline's baggy pants. DOC was Lifeline's left hand because the drone was always on her left side in her pocket.

By her calculations of the body count, there was only one other Legend, and herself, left in the arena. She also knew that there was only one respawn beacon left inside the ring. She stood up from her sitting position and trembled from the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She had almost gotten hit from .50 Cal sniper almost.

It was blind, dumb luck that she tripped around a corner and that the shooter only had one shot left. She quickly regained her stature and continued her run up the hill towards Three Way; just near the Bunker housing area. Three Way wasn't a designated area on the arena map; it received its name from the other Legends. It was comprised of three entry points that almost resembled a capital T; hence why the Legends called it Three Way.

On her person she had two of her teammate's banners that she had collected when they were brutally sniped to death.  She was paired with the only two other women in the blood sport; apparently the Apex thought that it would bring in better ratings. They were strong, they were fierce, and they were borderline scary. She did not want to let Wraith or Bangalore down.