Zack Fair
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His right knee hit the soft, rain dampened ground, but he held fast, refusing to fall completely. He grunted, shifting his weight to get a better position, Two heaving breaths later and the weakness passed.
"Well i guess I'm almost there, hmm even after the the worlds end the wutains to this date still want me todia......."
A sound through the trees perked his ears, causing him to freeze his motions and concentrate on the noise. He picked up the distinct thump of boots across uneven terrain. Leaves were muted due to the recent rain, but Zack heard the footfalls none the less. Five men, coming up fast on the right, two directly behind and three flanking their left.
One gloved hand reached over his head, fingers curling with ease and familiarity around the hilt of his sword. He flexed his grip, leather squeaking against the handle.
A shadow passed across the face of the moon, momentarily removing any vestige of light the forest had.
Snap!
Zack whirled, one booted foot planted firmly in the muddy soil, while the other pivoted, allowing him to curve his arm and swing his weapon in a smooth arc, effectively stopping his would-be assassin dead in his tracks. Zack spun again, blade singing in the wind, a low whistle of warning, before it tore through the two men on his left, dropping them where they stood. Their lifeless bodies flopped to the ground with dull thuds, weapons laying useless mere centimeters from their hands.
Satisfied that the threat was momentarily neutralized, Zack slung his blade over his shoulder and started his march again, only to be stopped short a moment later as a bullet ricocheted off the tree directly in front of him.
“Persistent bastards, aren’t they?”
Zack angled forward slightly,
“Guess i have got some more unwanted company to take care of, and then i’ll be on my way.”
Zack rose; waiting…calculating. From the shadows of the trees more soldiers appeared. Some lined the trees, others littered along the beams of the forgotten, decayed buildings that had been left to rot when the world had fallen apart. There were at least twenty armed men, ready to plug his body with bullets.
Vivid blue eyes hardened with determination. He hadn’t made it this far to be taken in now. He refused. He’d die before going back to that Hell.
With a scowl, he hefted the Sword high, then brought it down fast, lodging his blade deep into the ground,
Imagine, them sending regular grunts after me well i guess i better not use my weapon dont want them all dead,”
He smirked, his tone bordering on smug.
“Zack Fair, EX SOLDIER, first class.”
A rifle was cocked directly behind him. “Don’t move!”
A single ebony eyebrow rose disbelievingly. Did they actually think that would keep him from moving? Zack wondered with amusement. He inclined his head, appraisingly. Four other uniformed men burst through the trees, surrounding him, each with their guns drawn, laser lines flickering over his chest like swarming insects. He smirked, gesturing with an open palm. “Take your best shot,” he offered scant seconds before rushing the troopers.
The report of semi-automatic gunfire reverberated through the woods, causing large, black winged birds to screech and take to the night sky, their squawks holding evident irritation at being disturbed.
Zack reacted automatically to the open fire, utilizing his enhanced skills like second nature. No thought required. Pure instinct. He bent, twisted, continued his forward momentum, narrowly avoiding bullets by hair’s breadth. He swung his fist, connecting with the facemask of the soldier directly to his right. The face-plate shattered upon impact, the force of the blow caving the other man’s nose in like a crater as reinforced plastic littered the ground.
Before the pain-filled, gurgled scream had a chance to escape the falling soldier’s lips, Zack back flipped over his shoulders, his booted foot snapping with deadly accuracy taking out another trooper, then another. A spin, an elbow, and another down.
He swiveled and maneuvered, placing the men in each other’s line of sight as he did. Let them kill each other, he thought grimly. In less than a minute Zack stood alone in the center of a body made circle, hands clenched, eyes flashing.
"Well i guess thats it for now i better move a little faster to Wutai, before thease guys get more offensive, Hopefully i can find aid there"
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