If you really want to catch up... Read the last couple of posts from the last thread, I really can't think of a way to catch you up... You guys know more about it than me at the moment, I didn't really bother reading all of it, just the important bits.

IC:

I stood up suddenly, I looked at everyone else, "Do you really know what I've dragged you into?" Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me with curious faces. I looked at everyone's faces individually, "Look, our mission isn't what you'd think it is, we may have taken over the rest of the world... But I'm sure some of you remember what we did to every town and city we passed... We burnt it to the ground, left the place inhospitable and we moved on."

I looked down at the ground, "Our plans much worse than any of you could believe, all we're ever told to do is kill and kill... And that's all we're doing, we're not rebuilding humanity, we're pushing it backwards, more and more, and so..." I trailed off, I looked back up, "I don't care if any of you object, but I'm leaving, and trust me, I will not join the Brotherhood of Steel..." I looked back down again, "Because we're already in the Brotherhood of Steel."

I heard someone curse, a couple of gasps and generally angry noises, "Look, I know that you'd never think we're one of those... Cowards, but I'm telling you the Truth, before the war, the Brotherhood was all over the world... But America refused to be a part of it right before the bombs fell, it was a goddam replay of the Great Revolution... We came all this way to repay them for their treason, we destroyed everything just to prove our point, and now we're at the end of the trail."

I looked at every person again, "You have a choice, stay with the people that will kill us all..." I then pointed at myself, "Or stay with the fool that will kill himself to save everyone else." I looked at Dakayev and Nathan, I scowled, fools.

((OOC: Now this is kind of awkward, because Enclave and I were in the middle of a brawl, and then you just started to talking like it never happened lol.))

George looked at the captain. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. All this work, all this effort, and the Captain just wants to give up.

"You've gotta be [censored] kidding me!"

George began knocking everything over, anything to break. The man responsible for killing his family, just gave up.

George remembered what had happened. That one winter night, in the remains of Minnesota. He was on Logging duty to find more trees for firewood. When he came back, he saw the town burnt down to the ground, with Harris and Dakayev laughing, while the rest of the faction pillaged whatever remained of the town.

"Listen, you [censored] bastard! You and this faction were responsible for taking away everything I had. And now you decide that you're done? I swear to god and everything out in the wasteland, this better be a damn joke."

Henry jumped over the pieces of rubble on the ground and hurried to see what Andrew was looking at, a map! "What is it a map of?" said Henry whose attention was taken by the discovery of few trails of blood on the ground. "hey look, this must be their wounded men's blood trails! Between this new map of yours and this we'll be able to find their general location soon!" Henry turned to hear Andrew's reply.

(OOC continuing on from where we left off. Edit: Dang posted at the same time officer norman lol dw I'll edit my post.)

Knight Mitchell gave me a salute and explain how he was a little weary about going after these men without back up but it wouldn't affect his performance on the field. I smiled.

"I've told you already soldier, this team is on equal terms, there is no need to salute me. I'm glad to here your performance will be as excellent as always but I want you to know if you have any problems or ideas, voice them."

As I finished my sentence I heard Andrew well out that he had found something. I ran over to see Andrew was holding a map. I then heard a shout from Henry saying he had found blood trails.

"Excellent work my Brothers, let us follow the blood trails and see if the map can help guide us. Henry you take point, Andrew look at the map and tell us if you can make out where their outpost is. Mitchell and I will cover you two in case there are still soldiers around. Jugger you cover our rear."

OOC: My Character was ignoring you I'm afraid to say Last, Best Hope, Just go along with it. Actually, stuff that, I'll make a way around it in a sec... Hope you read this before you do anything else.

Nate threw one last punch into Dakeyev's head, which knocked him over. He looked over towards the captain and rubbed his jaw.

"Looks like were on the same page captain." Nate said, breathing heavily.

Nate was bleeding all over himself and he didn't even know it, he couldn't feel the pain.

((OOC: Sorry for the short post, didn't have much to say.))

I looked at them both... I looked at everyone, I scowled, I looked at the floor. I sat down again, I started humming my tune, but I stopped very quickly, "You know what I think will convince you?" I looked up and noticed everyone looking at me, even Dakayev who looked stunned. I half-smiled at that, "If you don't join me, you will all die within the week, because of the very Faction you belong to. I understand that almost all of you were forced to join... And some of you are just killers."

I shrugged, "Our mission was to wipe all the life clear from the Earth, to rebuild from the ashes with about 100 people or so, is that what you want? Nothing left?" I looked at Dakayev, "You call yourself a proud follower of Mother Russia, and here you sit, fighting for the people that destroyed our Country!" I scowled at him and I looked around the room. I continued talking, "Personally, I'm disgusted by almost all of you..." I trailed off, I said it again, "Almost."

I stood up and I bent over and picked up my rifle, "You know what? [censored] this, [censored] the Brotherhood, I'm gonna end this now." I pulled out a round from its pouch, I loaded it into my rifle.

Nate listened to Captain Harris' speech, and completely agreed with him.

"You know what? [censored] this, [censored] the Brotherhood, I'm gonna end this now." Ryan said, as he loaded a round into his rifle.

"Woah woah woah! What are you doing!?" Nate yelled as he tried to run over to the captain.

The pain kicked back in.

"Agh!" Nate grunted, doubling over and clenching his side.

He stumbled over to the captain and put his hand on his rifle.

"Wha-what are you doing..?" Nate muttered, he became immediately drowsy, and the pain was overwhelming.

Andrew looked over the map. From the intact part, he could see that the nearest IF outpost was located somewhere to the west of the Capital Wasteland. Andrew said, "According to the map, the outpost is located somewhere to the west of the Citadel. Unfortunately, the actual location is burnt, so we'll have to make an educated guess."

I looked at Nate, I then looked down at myself... "It doesn't matter, what I can and can't do..." I lifted my hand, the one thing that no one had noticed, not even Ashley. Blood was pouring out of what was left of my index finger, it had been cut off during the fight because of a shot, it had been hanging by a thread until I saved Nate's life... "I'll never be able to use my rifle like this, so, I know what I'm going to do." I looked at Dakayev, I walked over to him and I reached my hand out to him.

He reached out his own and I lifted him up, as soon as he was on his feet, I handed him my rifle, "You call me what you did, you have the power now, if you truly mean what you said, shoot me, right here, right now."

The captain lifted his rifle, and Nate stumbled over, falling against the wall. He sat there, trying to hold his eyes open as he faded into unconsciousness. Nate saw a bloody stub where the captain's finger had been, and he looked up at the ceiling. The room began to spin. The lights seemed to dim. Nates head drifted downwards to see the Captain handing his rifle to Dakayev, and lifting his arms up into a position where the barrel of the mosin nagant was touching the captain's forehead. Ryan's arm fell to his side, and the stub of his finger began to drip blood.

Dear God... get us out of this mess.

As the Captain handed the rifle to Dakayev, George sat on the floor, with his head down. He didn't know what to do, if there was anything he could have done in the first place. Everything was happening too fast. What side to take, where to go, the fact is, notthing was going to be the same.

As the rifle was raised, pointed at the forehead of Ryan, George closed his eyes. He felt lonely all over again. With the squad being his only family of sorts, he didn't know what would happen. Quietly, George spoke to himself.

"This can't be real. The massacre, the squad, the Lone Wanderer, even the faction... It's just a bad nightmare. A horrible nightmare. I want to wake up now.... I want to wake up... I want to wake... I want to... I want... I..."


((OOC: Seeing as how Radio won't be on until tomorrow, goodnight. At least, it's night here. :stare:))

I looked straight into Dakayev's eyes, I stared right at him and he stared back, I opened my mouth, "I can't get into your mind Dakayev, but I know that if your a true blooded Russian, that you won't pull that trigger. I know, that if the same blood runs through our veins, that you'll realise what I say when I say: These people destroyed our Country, they destroyed ever Country, and now here they are, at their final destination. Are we just going to let them kill all of these people? And let them kill us?"

I scowled as I saw his expression didn't change, I let my eyebrows raise as I looked at him though, "If your going to shoot me, at least let me do one last thing Sergeant." I started humming my tune... Years ago... It was our tune...

"Alright everyone you heard Andrew, it's somewhere out west of our position. Henry I want you to follow that blood trail. Let's move out, watch for enemies."

I hoped we would find something, any evidence that would help us in the war effort. The had so much on us and all we had on them was a name, Ryan.

Knight nodded and removed his AER9 from his back. He dropped into a crouch and waited for the others to advance, sweeping the area to their west. He wished he had brought a pair of binoculars, as it would probably help him on this mission.

OOC: This feels VERY awkward. I'm like a kid in a candy store


Dakayev looked at the captain.

" If YOU were a true blooded Russian, you would have known that we destroyed those towns because there was nothing left. Do you see anything in this wasteland has to offer. What, a few pre-war trinkets and maybe an intact landmark or two . It doesn't matter, we need to clean up this mess then we rebuild. My life revolved around this and I won't see it end like this."

Dakayev then began to slowly pull the trigger, but before he got half-way through, he started humming the Captains song.


" And this is the song of the Cossack....."

Dakayev then looked away and fired the rifle into the air. He looked at it and saw that he couldn't kill his own.

" Captain, if they really are who you think they are. Then agree to me on this. Once we finish wiping out the brotherhood, we take in the Outcast Refugees and Enclave Refugees and we return back to the other countries. We did spare St.Petersburg, Moscow, Marseilles, Venice, Beijing, Shanghai, and a few others. If we can just get enough of a workforce from here, we can start the next Red Army. Then when the American vaults open, we need not to worry about them. The Invisible faction has a good goal, but in questionable moral actions. We all need to cut through the white tape in order to get what we ask. A new world. I will let you sleep on this. The Invisible faction isn't going down, you need rest, plain and simple. They spared those cities for a reason. Just think about it."


Dakayev then grabbed the side of the rifle and smashed the butt of it into the captains face, knocking him out cold.

" In place of the Captain, I will assume control for the rest of the mission. I need Ashley to take care of the captain. The rest of us should get ready for the BOS. They will come looking for us, and they will hunt us down. Get ready to move out to Tenpenny tower. If you find an outcast patrol or some Enclave refugees, bring them along. Talon mercs included. Lets get going. "

Dakayev then handed to Ashley his remaining six stimpacks so she could use them on the captain.



OOC: You cool with this Francois? I just thought a little turn from the normal to spice things up.

"Ok Henry you take point" Take point! I'll be the first guy to die if I do that! Henry had no choice however and felt a little more reassured with Mitchell and Jugger covering him (only a little) and he started following it through the ruins. Along the way they discovered the last of the Brotherhood patrols that went into pursuit of the invisible faction. Then, suddenly they heard a rifle shot not too far off. "Hey! That could be them! Should we go in that direction?" the blood trails confirmed that it was in that direction it, they were getting close.

((OOC: This post will probably be removed if Francois doesn't allow his character to be knocked out.))

George heard the sound of the rifle go off, and looked up to see what happened. Dakayev did fire the rifle, but he didn't shoot Ryan. Instead he knocked the Captain out with the butt of the rifle. Following it, Dakayev spoke to the rest of the squad in the building.

"In place of the Captain, I will assume control for the rest of the mission. I need Ashley to take care of the captain. The rest of us should get ready for the BOS. They will come looking for us, and they will hunt us down. Get ready to move out to Tenpenny tower. If you find an outcast patrol or some Enclave refugees, bring them along. Talon mercs included. Lets get going."

He understood what Dakayev was talking about. The Captain didn't understand that if we were to attack the Brotherhood of Steel, they would attack back. He believed the only choice was to kill the Brotherhood now. Getting back up, George wiped the dust off of his hair, and spoke.

"Alright Dakayev. I know the direction to Tenpenny Tower, we just have to start heading west, and we should get there eventually."

George looked at Ashley, Nate, and the passed out Captain. He knew their opinion wasn't going to be beneficial.

"I know you guys probably won't agree with us. For the safety of you guys, i'd suggest you start heading in the other direction. The Lone Wanderer will probably be looking for the Captain, in an act of revenge. Just because you may not agree with us doesn't mean I don't care about you guys."

George knew that the squad might end up splitting, with everyone having a different approach. The only one who seemed to want to continue was Dakayev. He didn't know him much, but knew that he would end up following him if it meant they would be able to destroy the Brotherhood.

(OOC: You can hit me, but knocking me out cold like that doesn't work I'm afraid, many years of training are really just gonna piss me off I'm afraid.)

IC:

I didn't move as Dakayev hit me, I just let myself fall to the ground, I felt some other wounds open but I waited for the right moment. As Dakayev turned around I rose very slowly and quietly, I moved a bit closer and I whispered in his ear, "I'm afraid I'm not going to let that happen Dakayev, you bastard. You don't want to help the mother land, you just want to kill these people, your a fool Dakayev! After we left we destroyed EVERYTHING that was behind us, there is NOTHING left of the Mother Land or any other goddam land."

As Dakayev turned around I said, "And now I'll join the argument you and Nate were in," I brought my fist back and I hit Dakayev underneath the jaw and he fell to the ground. I spat on him after he slammed into the ground, I didn't smile or laugh, "A true Russian would've hit me hard enough to actually knock me out, practice some more, you really should've just shot me." I moved a step to the right and I picked up my discarded rifle, I knew I couldn't aim properly, but that didn't change what I was going to do.

I pulled out yet another round from my pouch and I loaded it into the rifle, I started grinning, "So, Dakayev, how do you like luck of the draw? I take a random shot in your direction and if it hits you, you get severly injured. I like the sounds of that..." But I looked around the room, I realised I couldn't do it as I looked into one person's eyes. I just dropped my rifle on the ground, I felt a throbbing in my head but I didn't piece that together with Dakayev hitting me.

I took a step backwards, I looked into Dakayev's eyes, "Nothing is left Dakayev, do you hear me? Do you know what they did to every country? They left it even worse than before, as more of a Wasteland than this, with radiation spilling across the land in quantities that haven't been seen since during the war. We're all [censored] Dakayev, and now, thanks to you, we're even more [censored] than we were in the beginning."

I picked my rifle back up again, I moved it out as far as it could and I aimed it at the right side of my chest. I didn't close my eyes, I just pulled the trigger, hoping that I'd hit a lung, which'd make it impossible to help almost all of these fools...

I too heard the shot, but I was cautious there could be anything around the corner and there was only the 5 of us.

"We don't want to rush in guns blazing, we are to survey the outpost and come up with a plan."

We began to move slowly in the direction of the shot, Henry was right the blood stains did lead in the right direction. I was scanning the area for signs of movement, suddenly in a small building ahead I caught signs of movement.

"Ok guys as you've probably already noticed, there are tango's in that building ahead. I know this may be hard, I know it is for me, we have sit and lie in wait, watching their movement. I need someone to radio into the Brotherhood and tell them we could have found their outpost but we are still waiting for proper confirmation. Take up scouting positions and call out if you see anything out of the ordinary, like if an army comes out of no where. We are to observe."

Andrew said, "I'll do that sir." Andrew then radioed, "Citadel, this is Knight Drake of the Lone Wanderer's squad, we have found an IF outpost and are waiting for further corfirmation, over." He then waited for a response.

Jugger was nearby his squad, staring fixedly ahead of him on where the shot had came from.
He hadn't bothered to visit a medic or medicine wing during the interval between the fight and now, but he had taken the time to pry the bullets off of his armor. A few had hit the skin and made him wince from the constant throbbing, but a quick Stimpack had healed that up.
He was poised behind a rock, silently following the orders of the group. He could just run in there and smoke them out with his Flamer, but he agreed that stealth and careful thinking was important right now.

He was also slightly distracted. He'd lost his one clue to the who his enemy was, but the bullets he had picked out told quite the tale. They were completely foreign, but some looked similar to gun ammunition he'd seen himself. This Invisible Faction seemed ragtag and random, yet boasted in numbers...

OOC: Okey dokey , then I guess knifing you will sound a little better. You did tell me I could get to shoot you right? Might as well do it with a mans knife

Dakayev laughed

" Then it is time to die, traitor! Lenin would frown upon you for this insult. You do not speak truth, you speak what you feel, not what your logic dictates! "

Dakayev then pulled out his knife from its sheath. He grabbed it and charged Ryan, stabbing him in the liver.


" I knew you wouldn't stay loyal long enough. All you want is an excuse because you can't live with yourself!"

Dakayev then stood silently , pulling the knife out of the captains body, leaving blood to fountain out of him.

" If you can't continue your mission, then I will!"

OOC: I'm really confused. I don't get to where Francois is going with this.......

I smiled as I looked at Dakayev, "You, are a fool Dakayev, have you not been listening, there is nothing to return to after this... They'll never let any of us live, no one will live Dakayev, our whole mission was to purge the world of all life and leave two people alive... Like how our leader believes the world started. We, shall, not, live, no, matter, what, we, do Dakayev, and now, unless someone so kindly decides to save me, I'm dead." I smiled at the last word as though it was my dream.

I took another step backwards, but I stumbled on something although I don't know what it was, I fell backwards and I hit the ground, the world flickered into different colours and sounds warped in and out at me. I let my expression change to nothing as I layed there, waiting for death or a miracle.

OOC: I'm serious about either dying or a miracle, if I die here the new leader of the RP will be Aussie Made...