Title:           Pathfinding is Magic Act 1
Author:          Shazbot
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First Edit:      Monday 26th of March 2012 06:25:11 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 26th of March 2012 06:25:11 PM CDT

>Be Anon
>Be day 54 of Siege on Sandraker Command Vessel
>You are a Pathfinder, One of the fastest of your Company
>The leader of your squad
>And today could be the day you die
>Sitting in your barracks with the rest of your squadmate's you take it all in one last time
>Mendez the friendly neighbourhood Heavie is your second, larger then life man, reliable with a love for food and song
>Convinced he would be a bard if he was born into the correct culture
>Robertson is the technician, a failed medic that found himself more at home working on things that don't break so easily as men do
>Still creeped out by that smile he gets whenever you tell him he gets too work on the ships turrets
>The last is Cassandra, an exception too the squad, as a fellow pathfinder she mostly works alongside you too scout the field
>More importantly, shes the only Kai-Lock in the squad
>But you wouldn't be working with her today
>Not on this mission
>The siege would be happening within the hour, and you were given a simple task from the higher ups today
>Simple, but carrying years worth of importance with it
>You were too infiltrate the enemy vessel as a one man suicide mission
>And steal an experimental warp drive
>As you sit in your barracks you break out of your internal monologue slightly
>Robert and Mendez are playing checkers with oreos
>No wonder Robert's been putting on weight, the mans too good at checkers
>Mendez curses as another warrior falls too the techincians unstoppable appetite
>Cass is polishing her boots
>She was always proud of being the fastest Pathfinder in the field
>Until she got out of bootcamp that is, and met you
>Now she finally had a rival, granted most rivals don't have angry sex with you in the barracks after you beat them in a race
>You sigh and heave backwards in your chair and stare at the ceiling, tapping your feet on the floor
>Something tells you today isn't gonna end well
 
 
>Squad has gathered in deployment hold
>Mendez in cuddling his Spinfuser as always
>Robert is off fiddling with his thumper or god knows what
>He doesn't come with you guys into battle
>Cassandra is sleeping against the wall
>Unlike you shes wide awake after her naps, not a zombie waiting too be put out of his misery
>Goddamn magic or something
>Sometimes you swear you can hear her mutter something about someone named P diddy
>Women are strange creatures, human or not
>More importantly your happy shes sleeping because is she wasn't you'd be getting glared at
>She was the second choice for your mission
>You beat her out on experience only
>She doesn't like being 1-upped
>That aside you pat Mendez on the shoulder and take your leave
>Your mission starts as soon as the first deployment happens in 5 minutes
>Gotta double check your equipment
>Explosive charges? check
>Spinfuser? Check
>Impact Nitro? Double Check A+
>Eyeing your shotgun you choose too leave it here in wake of more Spinfuser ammo and another Nitro
>Speed will be how you finish this mission, not combat prowess
>Your gear in place, You head too your deployment pod
>Soon the battle would be underway
>For better or worse.
 
 
>You never did like combat
>The Sandraker's had put up a defensive line around the ship
>They aren't attacking, simply deflecting any means of getting close with force barriers
>Clever girls.
>From atop your hill you can see the ship clearly, your front line is pushing towards the ship but cant break though
>Granted they aren't supposed too, your mission takes highest command today
>They are too cause a break in the line not too engage on it but enough that it disrupts the enemy ranks
>After that its just you and a date with a boost Nitr-
>SUDDENLY ENEMY RETREAT ORDER
>Enemy line breaks completely
>Sandrakers are skiing as if Satan himself ordered the falling back
>Blood eagle forces frozen in place at the sight
>"What in the Shazbo-"
>WARNING, WARNING, RUSTLE APPROACHING
>Sandraker vessel is being enveloped by a dark blue aura
>Silence overtakes the field before a wall of sound hits you, knocking you onto your ass
>Hear the sound of screeching metal
>Lightning cracks around the ship, lurching forwards a warp field appears in front of it
>SHAZBOT
>Instinct takes over as you slide down the hillside and dart towards the now LEAVING ship
>STUPID STUPID STUPID the Commander had TOLD you they were only biding time here till they could test its in-atmosphere warping capability
>You hit a small hill and drop a nitro behind you as you overtake it
>Your jimmies feel like they just got shot by a turret
>GREEN HILL ZONE AINT GOT SHIT ON ME
>Hundreds of feet in the air you rocket towards your goal
>The ship is almost completely gone now
>Blood eagle forces beginning too scatter in panic as they realize whats happening
>Body is moving on its own at this point
>GIVE ME WARP 5 MR.SULU
>AYE SIR
>Within arms reach of the ship as it passes though and the portal closes behind you
>A realm of lightning and sound welcomes you and the command ship disappears
>Darkness
 
>You were never one for the Blood Eagle mentality
>As a teenager you were recruited for basic training after you broke the local record at a speedtrack using busted ski's
>Lucky for you the local recruiter for the 45th Pathfinder Infantry had been watching
>yeah....lucky you
>And now here you were, surrounded by black and floating in empty space
>Swirling around in darkness you felt odd
>was this...death? had you finally bitten the bullet for the sake of speed?
>A true pathfinders death
>still, it was a nice tough that it had too be so windy in the afterlife
>windy?
>wait a tick
>SINCE WHEN DID WIND EXIST IN THE AFTERLIFE
>Mach 6 panic mode initiate
>JIMMIES, WHERE FOR ART THOU JIMMIES
>Eyes suddenly crack open and are blown wide from the wind
>Huh, so this is what dying is like
>Fall towards a rainbow palette landscape from a few thousand feet in the air?
>Could be worse
>Thought hits you as you turn and look at the glaring sun
>You might be ALIVE
>Oh hey there ground, you sure do have a habit of sneaking up on people don't you
>BRAKEBRAKEBRAKEBRAKEBRAKEBRAKE
>Turning your Jetpack on too maximum thrust the inertia hits you like a brick too the face
>For the first time in your life you attempt too go slow
>Nearly shed a tear in disgust of yourself
>Your slowing down now but the ground is AWFULLY close
>Spot a bright red barn nearby among'st the endless forest and aim for the slanted roof
>Hit with the force of a crazy train
>Shingles fly around you as you ricochet/ski off the side of the roof onto the ground
>OW FUCK MY KNEES
>HOLY SHIT IM ALIVE
>WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO
>Suddenly realize your still going mach 3 on the ground towards an apple tree
>SHAZB-
>A deep thud sends birds in a 500 foot radius flying too the sky
>Darkness claims you once more as faint shouts reach your ears