Capítulo 637: Grinning Sneer
Afton creeps through the dark hallway cautiously with his Ultra-Chainsword at the ready, though, not yet ignited to prevent drawing attention. The sound of skittering and something moving somewhere keeps him on edge as he walks, yet he hadn't spotted anything at all...
A shutter door sits on the left side of the hallway ajar, the metal door halfway closed, leaving the door at around knee-level... Afton drops to a knee and takes a peek inside... And comes face to face with the blank-eyed star of a bearded man!
"Wah!" Afton exclaims as he falls backwards, shocked at the sudden jumpscare!
...
Fortunately, there wasn't any eldritch creature chasing him, nor was the man on the other side getting up and moving like a zombie... Why would his movement make him a zombie? Well... The large puddle of dark red liquid the head was lying in made it rather obvious that he was deceased... Plus those blank eyes and Afton was sure something had murdered the man...
He shakes his head as he gets up, "Nyx, are your proximity sensors picking anything up?"
"Negative." she dutifully reports.
"You sure there's nothing on the other side of this door?" he asks again, not wanting to get jumped by a Xenomorph... Sure his danger sense would help him out, but he'd rather not be in the situation in the first place.
"No movement has been detected since we arrived to this floor, Sir."
...
He slowly nods to himself and bends over, gripping the bottom of the door with one arm while readying his Chainsword in the other.
"Haup!" he grunts as he forces the door up and crumples the metal rim to prevent it from descending again.
Once the room is revealed Afton is easily able to see the end that befell the corpse... The upper body was completely fine, but everything below the belly button has been... Torn apart. To say the least... Examining the wounds closer, he spots that the wounds seem to have been inflicted by many clawed digits, similar to the ones the creature Usanagi was operating on had.
There was a long winding red trail of blood where the lower body looks to have been taken... Afton cautiously follows it, but feels as if he was about to walk into a dragons nest... No, wrong game... A Deathclaw nest.
The room itself seemed to be some sort of laboratory, fitted with an observation room, operating room, and a bedroom? Most likely for overnight supervision judging by the projects this place was researching.
The trail of blood led through the observation room and into the bedroom... Afton pokes his head through and quickly spots where the trails leads... A vent... The metal grating of the vent had been torn apart and blood smeared around its rim, as well as under it on the wall where the corpse's lower body had been pulled.
"Great... 'They're in the walls'." he mutters, quoting a movie he vaguely remembered... If that was even the right quote...
Shaking his head he leaves the room and enters back into the hallway, he could have tried to strip out of his armour and crawl through the vents, but that was probably a very stupid idea... And so elected to just continue as he had been, though, this time much more wary of the air vents.
He passes by a couple more rooms but upon further investigation, they hold nothing aside from a few blood splatters... Obviously whatever had been hunting in this place had already cleared out the people working down here.
Soon enough though, Afton finally reaches the end of the hallway where a large metal door sat... Blood was literally pooling from underneath it, so it was fairly obvious that this was his intended destination... Hopefully, Macka wouldn't be dead inside, otherwise, he'd have come down here for nothing.
He fingers the button next to the door and it gives a click... But doesn't actually open the door...
*Crash!*
The air vents behind him suddenly explode from their fixtures, and Afton is greeted by the sight of many... Grey mutants? Creepers? Test subjects? Whatever they were called, hundreds of them were flying out of the vents and crawling towards him, trapping him against the door and the exit... Seems as if this was a planned ambush...?
Afton ignites his Ultra-Chainsword but doesn't charge the enemy... Instead, turning around and cutting an X into the door before slamming his shoulder into it.
*CRRAAASH!!*
The weakened metal door isn't strong enough to withstand his attack, and cracks open like a can as he forces himself through it. Once inside the room, he uses his wrist shield to block the new entrance he'd made, stopping the creatures from reaching him as he examines the place.
It seems to be the place where they were keeping the creatures... Cages dotted the walls, each filled with blood stains, food scraps, bones, and other disgusting things. There were also a couple more Test subjects skittering around the place, but none were trying to attack him like the others yet...
*Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.*
Afton looks over and spots a man giving an irritating slow clap at the end of the room. He was tall with powerful muscles that looked as if they were building from his clothing... He wore a stained doctors coat, he looked young with black hair, black eyes, and reading glasses. The thing Afton immediately noticed however was the fact he remained unmolested from the creatures skittering around him.
"Well, you managed to get through the door without dying. Mark me impressed, Afton." he drawls in a typical troupey villain's tone.
Afton just continues maintaining the shield blocking the door while quietly observing the man, "... Yeah, wasn't all that hard... I guess I have you to think for the warm invitation, Macka?"
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Capítulo 638: Macabre situation
Macka nods, "Do you like them? They are my personal creations... They may appear unseemly but have function to spare." he explains while gesturing at one of the creatures, causing to slowly crawl towards him.
"Yeah, I saw their 'functions' before coming here..." he mutters while watching Macka pat the head of the creature, as if it were a dog.
"Don't look at me like that. We have the same goals after all! The only reason I wanted you captured was to exchange research... I heard it from Miss Usanagi, your near-death experience that advanced you from a simple human into... This." he gestures towards Afton, as if displaying a priceless treasure.
Afton shakes his head, "I don't know what you're talking about... But I doubt Usanagi would give away that information willingly." he states with a glare.
"Oh? You are worried about someone who'd betray your confidence?" he asks.
"Honestly? I don't really care, and the likelihood that you tortured it outta her makes you responsible for the information getting out anyway... What are you trying to achieve here? Because to me, it looks like you've trapped yourself with no escape." he threatens.
"Wha am I trying to achieve? Afton! You should be more aware of it than anyone else! I want to push our kind into the forefront of the world's stage. Put us on top where we belong! Not following those cowards and racists." Macka spits.
"Our kind?" Afton questions, not quite sure what the man's referring to... Did he think Afton was a Psyker? Because that wasn't true at all, especially considering his status didn't state it so like Scorpion-Man and Shani.
"The next level of human evolution... Psykers! I know you've stepped into our realm somehow, and I can only speculate that rigorous experimentation was required, especially after finding nothing extraordinary with your father."
Afton scowls at the mention of his dad, "If you're trying to get into my good graces, mentioning my father, the man who you tortured into insanity and mutilated with your experiments, isn't going to work." he growls, wondering if he should just crush the man's skull and be done with it. The only thing that stopped him was the potential knowledge the man, and his abilities as a Psyker held... On that subject, he should probably see what power the man possesses before making any hostile actions... Better safe than sorry.
[Macka Bree]
Health : 100%
Stamina : 100%
DT : 15
Strength : 12
Perception : 7
Endurance : 15
Charisma : 3
Intelligence : 8
Agility : 12
Luck : 1
Ailments :
[Psyker] : Grants Supernatural abilities at the expense of the user's Luck.
[Organikinesis] : Grants the ability to alter, manipulate, and bend organic matter as the user wishes.
Huh, that's an overpowered ability if he ever saw one... Plus those stats! Multiple of his statistics had reached Superhuman level, not to mention how durable he is! Hmm, still, Afton was sure he'd be able to put him down, Scorpion-Man wasn't all that hard to deal with either...
Macka sighs, "Ignore that primitive ape... Or, former-ape, should I say? His current form is quite majestic if I do say so myself... Which I do... Because I made him..."
Afton shakes his head with a scowl, "You didn't make him, if anything, you just stole my cells and implanted them into him because you are inept as a scientist, despite your ability to manipulate organic matter!" he challenges, feeling justified in revealing that he knew about the man's ability.
Macka's eyes widen momentarily, and the snarl he was going to give in response to Afton's insult was quickly lost as his grin grew, "So you figured it out? How? Is that one of your abilities? You know, other than that weird arm of yours...?"
Afton shrugs, "Intuition you could say... Now, I think we're done talking... As far as I can see, you have two options... The easy way, or the fun way." he states with a bloodthirsty grin.
Macka gives an exaggerated pondering pose before giving an answer, "Hmm, I pick... My way!" he laughs while thrusting his hand towards Afton, causing him to raise his plant arm in preparation to defend against an attack...
Except... Nothing came... Even his danger sense remained inactive... "Was that a joke? Or are you just normally retarded?" Afton mutters.
Macka shakes his head, "It was my attack... Maybe you shouldn't be forgetting about my pets." he states.
Afton looks back at the door which he was still blocking with his shield and realises with slightly worry that the creatures were now absent... His eyes flitter to the air vents of the room where the sounds of the creature's clattering movements could be heard. "Yeah, very funny..." Afton mutters, pulling out his revolver and firing at Macka's knee cap.
*Bang!*
Macka abruptly drops to the floor with a yelp, but the screams Afton had been expecting from the usually painful wound were noticeably absent. Ignoring the louder commotion from the vents, he focuses on Macka and spots his crippled knee healing at a visible rate...
The healing only took a couple seconds, and once done Macka was up again and laughing at his expense. "Hahaha! You can't kill me! Compared to the rest of those primitives, I am a god!" he exclaims just as the other creatures come flooding out of the vents.
Afton growls and empties his revolver into Macka's knees and elbows, hoping to cripple him so he can quickly take care of his creatures.
He holsters his revolver and swaps his Chainsword to his left hand so he can use his plant arm to full effect... His arm fluctuates in a rather disturbing manner as he forms a familiar blade... One that looks incredibly similar to Alex Mercer's blade arm in Prototype.
And with that, he starts swinging and blood starts flying.
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