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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2016 7:08:13 AM
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[i]He noticed Riley's discomfort, and he respected it. Owing people things wasn't something he was fond of either. However, he was thankful for the girl before him, because she had been the reason that Riley was still alive.[/i]
Don't need a fancy name to be remembered.
[i]Wolfe said to Audrey.[/i]
Actions resonate louder than words.
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[i] Audrey bumped Riley with a shoulder, a wide smile on her face.[/i] "Cute and philosophical? You lucked out. I'll leave you two alone. It was nice meeting you Jackson!" [i] She called as she walked away, where Riley breathed a noticeable sigh of relief. [/i]
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[i]He waved a quick goodbye as Audrey left, and turned to Riley.[/i] Not a fan of the bubbly ones, huh? [i]There was clear relief from him as well that she was gone. He never really cared for them either.[/i]
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"No. not really. But she's nice if not a little naive." [i] She looked around, before gesturing towards the door that led out the back.[/i] "Come on. I need some fresh air."
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[i]He followed her, happy that they would at least be out of all the noise and clamor. He just couldn't shake the lone wolf mentality.[/i]
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[i]They stepped out the back into the warm night..where everything went to Hell. Three figures detached themselves from the alley wall, practically materializing from the shadows and attacked Jackson and Riley. They were dressed in dark attire, seemingly all cloth with daggers in their hands.[/i] "Shit!" [i] Riley exclaims, bobbing out of the way of one slash at her throat, while two leapt at Jackson; one on each side of him.[/i]
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[i]Jackson rolled under the first and planted his Bowie knife in the man's stomach. Twisting, he spun the man around and used him as a shield to block the other. Throwing the body forwards, he knocked the second man down, pulling his knife from the stomach of the first. Drawing his revolver with the two on the ground, he fired a single shot right into the spinal cord of the third man who had swung at Riley. This was instinct, pure instinct. [/i]
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[i] Both of them were very dead..very quickly. Riley hadn't even drawn the knife she carried, before the two were dead. She sideways looked at Wolfe with an incredulous look before walking over to the fallen one that Jackson hadn't killed, delivering a swift kick to his ribs.[/i] "Ok. That wasn't particularly polite." [i] She said, drawing the knife from the sheath on her thigh.[/i]
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[i]Jackson holstered his revolver in his shoulder holster, pulling his jacket back over it. Keeping the blade out, however, he approached the man on the ground. Grabbing the thug by the throat, he put the bloody knife to his jugular, pressing the edge to his skin.[/i] Next time, don't try to jump people. Doesn't work well. [i]He slammed the pommel into the man's temple, knocking him out cold.[/i]
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[i] That was when the crack of a rifle sounded out, and judging from how loud it was, it was close. Too close for someone even as fast as Riley to dodge. The bullet struck her in the back, pitching her face forward onto the ground, dropping like a bag of cement. [/i] [spoiler]For the purpose of this plot; Jackson's gonna have to get outnumbered and knocked out cold lmao[/spoiler] [i] That was when four more men sprung up from seemingly nowhere, leaping down from the alley rooftops and rushing Jackson. They all carried what looked like staffs that sparked with electricity on the ends. Something told him if he got hit by one of those..he'd be asleep before he hit the ground. The first rushed, thrusting the point of it at Jackson's gut, while the other three leapt from different directions on his flanks and back, jabbing the massive cattle prods at him.[/i]
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[spoiler]Oh I'll go down, but not without a fight.[/spoiler] [i]As the first rushed him, threw his knife at the one beside him, and grabbed the prod behind the electric head, twisting it loose from the man's hand. Sweeping the man's legs out from under him, he ducked below those who were attempting to corner him. He flipped one to the ground using the pole of the prod, a second he hit with the electric end, the third he cracked hard in the dead leg. Backing away from them, he had a moment to recover, picking up his knife and checking his flanks. [/i]
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[i] Each time he attempted to hit one of them, his weapons and attack bounced off something hard.. like he was hitting stone. His attackers weren't even flinching. The one he took down and jabbed with the prod did convulse though, and stayed down. The other three regained their composure and pressured him, two of them attacking simultaneously swinging their prods, while the third pulled out a handgun and fired two shots at Jackson's thigh. [/i]
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[i]He moved himself enough to dodge the handgun rounds, but the overwhelming group was going to be nearly impossible to hold off. Taking another down with the prod, he rolled but was not quickly enough to dodge one of their jabs, taking the blow to his ribs, the prod glancing off but still sending him to the ground. The voltage of a cattle prod was too much for even most soldiers.[/i]
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[i] The man wasted no time, jabbing Jackson again and again with the prod, sending nearly 50,000 volts of electricity coursing through his body repeatedly, meanwhile, Riley lay face down on the ground still. And that's when their attackers put the icing on the cake. The crack of a rifle sounded out once more, that sniper making his presence known as he sent a round flying through the alley and slamming into Jackson thigh, tearing flesh and sinew as the .338 round ripped through his leg. [/i]
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[i]He hit the ground, out from the voltage. [/i]
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[i] Leaving their dead partners in the alley, the one who'd knocked Jackson unconscious pulled a small business card from his breast pocket; a white card with a black circle, three slashes in the middle of it. He placed it next to Jackson, nodding to the sniper on the rooftop and walking over to Riley, throwing her over his shoulder and leaving with the still living partners. [/i] ~~~ [b]Twenty Minutes Later.[/b] [i] A door was opened in the alley way, and a scream of terror rang out from a familiar redhead.[/i] "Jackson!" [i] Audrey screamed, rushing over to his fallen form quickly. Well, as quickly as possible in heels.[/i]
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[i]A pool of blood surrounded his lower body, and he was pale in the face. Eyes closed, his face showed no pain, surprisingly. His left leg showed a fairly ugly wound, but luckily it had missed the femoral. Had it struck that, he'd most certainly have been dead. As Audrey called, he said nothing, unresponsive. Things were not looking good.[/i]
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"Dammit." [i] She uttered, getting down on her knees beside him and placing her hand on the bleeding part of his thigh. A sudden warmth overtook his leg, as the flesh and sinew began to knit itself back together rather painlessly. She definitely was a healer..[/i]
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[i]Despite the wound being healed, Jackson had lost a lot of blood; and was still unconscious. Surrounded by corpses, it was clear that he had put up a solid fight, but he had been backed into a corner by more-appropriately equipped individuals.[/i]
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"Jackson, come on, wake up Jackson." [i] Audrey urged. Her healing prowess would assure he wouldn't die, that was for certain. But she needed to know who'd shot him, and why there was a puddle of blood and no body. And.. Where was Riley?[/i]
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[i]He woke slowly, and upon seeing a blurry individual over him, he lunged at her with his knife, stopping once he noticed that she was the girl Riley had introduced him to. He was breathing heavily, and there was a look of cold determination in his eyes. He stood, looking to the alley around him, looking for Riley.[/i] Sh*t... [i]he growled. He looked around where Riley should have been, noticing only the card on the ground. He approached it, picking it up and rolling it in his fingers, observing it. Turning to Audrey, he spoke, voice cold.[/i] Who are these people?
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"I..I don't know." [i] Audrey says, shaking her head and running her hands through her hair.[/i] "You guys were just jumped?"
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 11/28/2016 3:00:35 AMThey took her. [i]He replied. The implication was pretty clear. [/i] Do you recognize this? [i]He said, flashing the card to her and pulling his phone out.[/i]
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"No." [i] She shakes her head, tears gathering at her eyes. [/i] "I don't even know who would want to do such a thing. Everyone loves Riley for what she's done for the city.."
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Obviously not. [i]He said, a cold edge to his voice. Putting to phone to his ear, he made a call, directly to none other than the Ronin himself.[/i]
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"To what do I owe the pleasure Jackson?" [i] Lance's voice answered on the other line right after the first ring. He was nothing if not reliable. Audrey stood by curiously, watching Jackson.[/i]
