Title:           Strelnikov Origin
Author:          Tvox
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/YSF4dHtM
First Edit:      Wednesday 21st of March 2012 03:10:19 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 21st of March 2012 03:10:19 AM CDT

>be in the zone
>in between zaton and yanov
>managed to steal pilot's maps, swindling son of a bitch isn’t charging you out the ass anymore!
>you reach behind you to check that your backpack is in order
>you trip on a rock, landing in a puddle of mud and triggering a flashback to the concrete bath
>fucking acid pit...
>standing up you take stock of your surroundings
>you are in a shallow ravine, filled with all manner of foliage, indicated on the map as the halfway point
>looks as good as any place to rest
>you pull out a bottle cossacks vodka
>it was the last one at the station, you stole it from some big drunken bastard while he was sleeping
>as you put the bottle to your lips you hear a rustling from some bushes to your right
>you spin to your right, bringing your makarov to bear
>a shadowy figure stands there, you cake make out its bloodshot eyes
>firing blindly you empty your high capacity assault clipazine in its direction
 
 
SO YOU ARE ONE WHO MAKES STEALING OF VODKA!
>oh shit
GIVE BACK WHAT IS MINE BEFORE I GIVE BEATING!
>it is running at you now, you barely notice before it barrels into you
>>it’s the guy whose bottle you took
>the hit sends you flying a good fifteen feet
>you gain your senses as you tumble into another bush
>it rips at your gear, snagging on the sling of your rifle
>you exit the other side and keep going
>unexpectedly you don’t hit the side of the ravine, rather you were knocked into what appears to be a hillside mineshaft
>scrambling to your feet you take off like lightning
>behind you, you hear more yelling
YOU CAN RUN, BUT ONLY DIE GIRLY MAN
 
>the hole begins to turn downwards, but you don’t keep running for long
>some of the mine's supports had fallen across the hole
>you can hear heavy footsteps behind you, as you attempt to squeeze through without causing more damage
>you aren’t going to fit with your gear, but you will be damned if you waste good vodka
>leaving everything you own behind you start to make your way through
YOU THINK WOOD IS STOPPING IRON FIST OF STRELNIKOV?!?
>without slowing down he collides with the supports, grabbing you in the process
>the two of you are sent tumbling down further into the mine
>as you roll to a stop you reach up with your free hand to turn on your headlamp
>Strelnikov has you pinned, but you see a shimmering in the air behind him
>A space anomaly!
>with his attention focused on the bottle you manage to worm your legs under him until your feet are flat against his chest
>with all of your might you heave the heavy russian off of you and shout
Get out of here stalker!
>as he is sent flying you feel the bottle torn from your grasp
>the last you see of him is a wicked grin
>Strelnikov is someone else’s problem now
>you can only hope that they are prepared for the biggest and most drunken thing to ever come out of the zone