Sunday, October 26, 2008

Chapter 1

"Hey, it's mine!" Richie called as he swung his zapper at a beetle.
"Another miss!" I laughed as I once again hit the beetle in the hotspot, causing it to recoil into itself. "Yeah!" I called. "Booya!" as it popped into the familiar glowing mist and adding to my total, which will, in time, give me one of the best bounty hunts in the region. Jonny Gax, aliases Pyro, The Arsenist, Blaze, and almost any other flame related thing that could possibly be used as a name, will be turned in, alive, and give my family name honor. Richie scowled, guessing my thoughts, and gave me a little pop with his zapper. I cursed under my breath, then went to the showcaser to take my next test. "Renegade! Real... Good luck. He's angry."

Introduction/Prelude

I stumbled out of the cave, relieved to finally be able to see again. Richie followed after me, followed by Kara. Rich rushed forward, desperate to escape the area, while Kara cautiously crouched down and backed up to the cave's wall. I looked up, and understood why.
A group of mercenaries was looking at us through the sights in their weapons.
One of them was Jack Steele, The Arsonist, my target. They dropped down from the tree, the one furthest away grabbing Richie by the collar of his shirt. The apparent leader of the group, a tough looking guy with a scar running down the side of his face, said; "Well, well, well, Richard. I'm so glad to see you." He said glad as he cocked back his 44. Magnum revolver, pointing it at Richie's temple. I looked over at Richie, cocking an eyebrow. "Friends of yours?" I asked.