The earth begun to shake, the sky’s turned red, fire would erupt from the creaks
emerging in the grounds. New species would emerge. Far more vicious and vile
then any human has been.
Cities fell. Hundreds died in that very night. People screamed it was the end of the world that god was punishing them. They where right.
God had brought new life onto the earth centres ago driving its old life out. Now God was bored of the human world. It was time to renew earth. Giving it back to the old ones. The demons.
However the humans wouldn’t let go easy. They begun to rise up against the demons. They began fighting for their world.
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1 shot 1 kill « Thread Started on Feb 15, 2009, 6:01pm »
Ruin and desolation. That best describes L.A. now. You could also say it resembled Stalingrad, a Soviet Russian famous city that during World War 2 became an industrial maze of death. During the 199 days the battle lasted a special type of soldier became famous and feared. This soldier was the sniper. Hiding among rubble and becoming near invisible in his environment, the sniper used extreme patience and deadly precision to strike down his opposition. Now the year is 2012, war and ruin spreads across the world, but the sniper remains. In the desolate urban wasteland of Los Angelas, at a 4 way intersection, on the 10th floor of an abandoned office building, positioned in room shrouded in darkness, lies a lone sniper underneath a camouflaged tarp. Her name is Tanya Zaitsev and like her legendary grandfather, Visilli Zaitsev who was a sniper at Stalingrad, she too embraces the poeticness of controlling her prey's fate with the slight move of her finger. Unlike her grandfather though she is not hunting humans, but rather demons. Every day she battles against the scourge of the Earth. Whether she accomplishes long term success in the future is unknown, but for now she is content with waging guerrilla warfare as she sees fit. ~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#~~#
Tanya observed the usual demon patrol through her binoculars as they made their way carelessly down a road coming toward her intersection. She smirked at their stubbornness. This was the 4th patrol sent out in a month and about to be the 4th patrol wiped out in a month. Tanya quickly counted them up and judged their distance. They were about 450 yards off in the distance and there was 7 of them. Six grunts and a Blunderbore, not a group she'd want to play with at their game but in this case they were exposed and she was near invisible, on an elevated surface, and attacking at great distance. They were completely oblivious to the snipe storm they were walking into.
Lowering her head to the scope of the C-20a she steadied up, aimed at the Blunderbores head and BAM! The bullet slammed into the blunderbores skull and exited out the other side. Just as she was about to touch off the next target she realized that the Blunderbore wasn't dead. He had collapsed to the ground, but was standing up again. The bullet had by sheer bad luck missed or barely hit his demonic brain and just blown a messy hole in his skull. It was the force of the bullet that staggered him.
As the grunts looked at the patrol leader getting back to his feet another bullet slammed into his head. This time as he hit the ground dead all hell broke loose with the grunts. They started screaming/howling in their freakish little voices and running around in confusion. Some tried to stand their ground snarling and daring death to attack as if to make the swift and invisible death back down. One after another Tanya picked them off until there was just 1 that decided to get the hell out of there. As he fled he ran directly back the way the patrol came in the middle of the road flinging his hands in the air. It was actually humorous to Tanya dropping the pathetic ugly little monster.
((oopsie dootles, i had atleast 1 typo, but ive gone back and fixed it))
« Last Edit: Mar 31, 2009, 8:32pm by Tanya Zaitsev »
Re: 1 shot 1 kill « Reply #1 on Mar 23, 2009, 8:31am »
Anya watched the hunter work with a smile on her face.
She watched her miss the brain, and then take out the rest of them. She would have interviened, but Anya felt that she could handle this on her own. After she was done, Anya walked up to her.
"Hello, Im Anya, nice work back there," She said, smiling at her, and then feeling a sudden movement from behind her a few yards. She turned and was faced with a nasty looking thing.
She didnt even think before she acted, and whipped around, and put out her hands. Her hands were aflame with a purple looking flame, then the energy was shot from them right at the skull of the beast, knocking it clean off, well, destroying it completely. When seh went over, the head was no where in sight, completely gone. She said to herself, with a satisfied smile.
Re: 1 shot 1 kill « Reply #2 on Mar 31, 2009, 9:13pm »
Tanya smirked again, pleased with what she had just done. As her hand moved to grab some field rations (in this case it was granola bars and well sealed peanutbutter) a voice in english spoke, but not in her head, it came from someone behind her. Scenario fast reaction training and common sense took control of Tanya, would in this case would mean death to the person coming up behind her unannounced. Apparently her visitor was no normal human being. Tanya dove and action rolled across the floor to her side(to the front and right was window which dropped 10 stories to the ground) while simultaniously pulling her ballistic knife out. Some how, just some how, when she stopped and instantly had the knife aimed at the new comer, she didn't shoot. It wasn't that she looked human, because looks can be deceiving these days. Perhaps it was the magical fire emmitting from the girls hands that just killed a grunt sneaking in the dark. Tanya still wanted to press the button on her knife handle, propelling the highly tensed spring launch blade into the intruders skull. But when the newcomer, "Anya", waddled over and examined the headless grunt like she didn't have a care in the world...Tanya got a bit confused. Tanya couldn't tell just what the hell Anya was. Maybe she was a succubus with amnesia? Maybe a succubus without amnesia, but trying to trick Tanya to get her to let down her guard? What if she was an Angel? Nooooo, Tanya didn't beleive in Angels. But then again, if demons are real.....shouldn't angels be too? Before Tanya made up her mind Anya walked back and addressed her. "Anyways, where were we?" Tanya kept her ballistic knife aimed at Anyas head, but decided to also engage in conversation and talk with Anya so she could hopefully either go ahead and kill her or become friends which would give her a reason to put her arm down before it got tired.
Re: 1 shot 1 kill « Reply #3 on Mar 31, 2009, 9:25pm »
"Where WERE we? Well for one thing I want to make it clear that god must be on your side comrade, because for some unexplainable reason I didn't kill you where you stand even though I very much should have. Sneaking up on a hardend special ops agent, who's all alone, in a war zone, and just bursting into an introduction is an almost guaranteed way to die. Had you waited in the dark a little while longer that grunt probably would have made the same mistake you did except for it would be dead. ... Now that we've got that clear, you can call me Tanya. I'll let you know more about me when I know more about you. First of all, what are you? A top secret government weapon, like that fictional Weapon-X shit? Or are you one of them, a demon just trying to get friendly with me so you can vaporize me with those fire hands of yours. OR are you going to tell me you're an angel, sent down here to earth to help the surviving humans that god turned his back on?" ...Tanya still had her knife pointed at Anya.
Tanya Zaitsev Occupation: rogue russian black ops speacialist Allignment(in terms of red,grey,blue): Grey
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Well for one thing I want to make it clear that god must be on your side comrade, because for some unexplainable reason I didn't kill you where you stand even though I very much should have. Sneaking up on a hardend special ops agent, who's all alone, in a war zone, and just bursting into an introduction is an almost guaranteed way to die. Had you waited in the dark a little while longer that grunt probably would have made the same mistake you did except for it would be dead.
