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originally posted in:The Black Garden
Edited by Birdman: 7/13/2013 6:07:26 AM
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It was only split second decisions that kept Colton from being blasted by Cabal gunfire and mortar shells. Dodging left to right in random patterns, Colton made it to the safety of a support pillar before his Titan-designated shield failed completely. Safe, for the moment. As the barrage of heavy ordinance took chunks out of the pillar, Colton's Ghost activated, aware of the bullets ricocheting off the pillar. "Well, you've done it again..." The Ghost, designated M3RL1N, began to say. "You probably want me to find a way out for you, again..." "Yes, Merlin! Your first path didn't exactly get us around the Cabal! Now we're almost surrounded, low on ammo, and my generators' busted!" "You don't have to yell..." Merlin sarcastically stated. "There is a way out, but you may not appreciate the direction." The ground began to rumble... "What?! Any direction is better than here in the next minute!" "Down..." was all the Ghost said. Colton noticed his armored boots standing partially on an old sewer drain. The drain itself was large enough for him to fall through, but did he have enough time to pry it open? The thunderous roar of the Cabal coming closer, he knew there was only one option. Colton closed his eyes, and drew upon his training. The hardships growing up, the sacrifices his friends made to protect the City, these memories held power, and with a raised fist, concentrated all his rage into the metal grating. The resulting shockwave blew apart the support pillar and dropped Colton into the sewers below, with the structure caving-in above him preventing the Cabal from pursuing him, for now. "Out of the frying pan and into-.." Merlin began to say. "A smelly, cold pipe..." Colton retorted as he continued forward into the Ghost-lit sewers.

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