The Pier
I went back to Long Beach for that look-see at the warf where a few nights ago I saw what could be neferious activity going down.
This time I went late at night as Nightstalker. Perched up high on one of those large cranes, I watched as a shipment of crates were unloaded into some U-Haul vans. Normally this wouldnt be an issue, but do to the fact that this was at 2am, and there were men stationed guarding this activity along the ramp and at the gates to the dock, who did not look like people who were employed by the city, I thought something was up.
But at what point do you 'pull rank' and bust people up?
well, for me it was when I heard a very odd sound in one of the crates when it was being moved. It didnt sound like a human voice, but that was the first thing I thought of, some sort of slave-trade thing. So I swung down to the crane operator, and broke through the glass door and knocked him out. Unfortunately the crane had dropped the cargo it was carrying when I crashed through, so the crate fell a good 20 feet and broke, spilling out some sort of ...thing. It this point, it was too dark to see what it was.
Climbing out of the operator's cabin, I began to take fire from the dock workers below, yes they were packing.
As I've mentioned before, bullets can not wound me mortally when I have my Feeleria on, but they are darn annoying, and do hurt at times. So I was being pelleted but bullets and I swoop down with a nice kick to the face of one of the dock-thugs and throw some of my krystal-shards at another. At this point I'm doing ok, theres about 5 of them and one is already down. I glace at the broken crate and see a large leg of soemthing stick out and then I get zapped good.
Of course I wasnt looking and those fellas who came running from the gate had some heavy artillery. They had plasma generators. I couldnt believe it, this was no run of the mill thing, these guys were packin' in case of Superheroes. So I get thrown about 15 feet bangin my head right into the back of one of the U-haul vans. I feel the blood on the back of my head underneathe the mask and stand up, pulling out my sword, ready to get serious.
Thats when, whatever was being shipped here, in that back of that van started to glow and turning around I saw a bright light and not much afterwards....
I woke up in a strange land.
to be continued. (I got to go pee)
This time I went late at night as Nightstalker. Perched up high on one of those large cranes, I watched as a shipment of crates were unloaded into some U-Haul vans. Normally this wouldnt be an issue, but do to the fact that this was at 2am, and there were men stationed guarding this activity along the ramp and at the gates to the dock, who did not look like people who were employed by the city, I thought something was up.
But at what point do you 'pull rank' and bust people up?
well, for me it was when I heard a very odd sound in one of the crates when it was being moved. It didnt sound like a human voice, but that was the first thing I thought of, some sort of slave-trade thing. So I swung down to the crane operator, and broke through the glass door and knocked him out. Unfortunately the crane had dropped the cargo it was carrying when I crashed through, so the crate fell a good 20 feet and broke, spilling out some sort of ...thing. It this point, it was too dark to see what it was.
Climbing out of the operator's cabin, I began to take fire from the dock workers below, yes they were packing.
As I've mentioned before, bullets can not wound me mortally when I have my Feeleria on, but they are darn annoying, and do hurt at times. So I was being pelleted but bullets and I swoop down with a nice kick to the face of one of the dock-thugs and throw some of my krystal-shards at another. At this point I'm doing ok, theres about 5 of them and one is already down. I glace at the broken crate and see a large leg of soemthing stick out and then I get zapped good.
Of course I wasnt looking and those fellas who came running from the gate had some heavy artillery. They had plasma generators. I couldnt believe it, this was no run of the mill thing, these guys were packin' in case of Superheroes. So I get thrown about 15 feet bangin my head right into the back of one of the U-haul vans. I feel the blood on the back of my head underneathe the mask and stand up, pulling out my sword, ready to get serious.
Thats when, whatever was being shipped here, in that back of that van started to glow and turning around I saw a bright light and not much afterwards....
I woke up in a strange land.
to be continued. (I got to go pee)
posted by Neez at 9:55 AM
2 Comments:
How many times have I told you...they can't hit what they can't see....
thats true. I thought it was dark enough that I would "blend' into the surroundings. It works for other guys.
sometimes even I envy you.
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