James walked silently through the night. His footsteps so inaudible, one would think it was impossible for The Gang to find him here, but there was always that fear. Fear was their most powerful weapon. Crawling between to smelly dumpsters, James listened. Almost quiet enough for the sound to be dismissed as a trick of the mind, he heard voices. James was part of a specialist group waging war against the government, which became totalitarian in the year 2020. It had been 23 years since the organization was founded. It was important to remain hidden from the Officers of Control, who apparently were just around the next corner, from the sound of it. He sneaked around to the corner of the brick building. Sure enough, Officer Robots. The robots were tall, huge, and each was driven by a human Officer. He sure didn't want to get caught by one of these, so he turned back and started to make his way to the HQ of his militia. Just before he was out of an earshot, the communicator on his wrist began to beep loudly. Sensing he might be in immediate danger of severe bodily harm, James was starting to sweat. He quickly opened and closed his communicator, and the beeping stopped. He ran, knowing that the officers would probably be following. Yes, he could hear the metal clad officer following. He could hear the heavy footsteps of the iron feet. James ran. He ran until he felt like he couldn't run anymore, and then ducked into another alley on the left. Dead end! The Robot approached at the mouth of the street, and James looked around. He was completely surrounded by walls on all sides! He looked at the robot. The Officer inside smirked, as he thought he could take James on foot.The Officer got out of the machine and drew his gun. "Hold it!" the man shouted," hands on your head!" "ha," James thought,"big mistake." Before the Officer could react, James emptied his gun into his body.
The view from inside the cockpit of a Officer of Control Robot was new to James, and he loved it. All this power, under his control. With the whole world at war, it was hard to get munitions and artillery. But James had gotten some, hadn't he? With his own pistol. He looked at the outside view. "What the heck?" James said loudly. The sight that cause him so much alarm was a blinding flash of light and building bursting into flames. A huge explosion ripped through the air, the shockwave rippling through the clouds and flinging the suit backwards. Then everything was chaos. Buildings splintered. Then it all went black.
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