On the Front: Part 4

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Being shocked is not a pleasant sensation, as I found out on the top of the old Transamerica Building, trying to unhook some kind of world-ending device. Ghast was attempting to figure out the master passkey, while I was trying to give him suggestions but having very little luck with it,

“Try…..Seal Team 6”

“Nope,”

“JTF2?”

“Nope”

“FBI?”

“Nope”

“Can you check the console for the most commonly used combination of letters and numbers?”

“Yes. Checking,”

At this moment, a Dreg leaped up onto the platform we were sitting on. In one swift motion I drew my sidearm(An Ironwreath-D) and fired a shot into its mandibles. It clutched its face and I summoned a small pulse of Void Energy to cause the creature to fall back down to where it had come from,

“Got it!,” Ghast said suddenly, “Most common combination of letters and number is….”

I didn’t hear the answer, as I felt something grab my leg and pull off of the small platform. Suddenly, I was falling, down the spire of the building, I flipped myself upright in mid air and glided slowly to the floor.

The Fallen gave me no respite, and opened fire immediately. I easily despatched the Dregs and Vandals that had temporarily surrounded me.

A massive clunk came from behind me. I turned and saw the huge frame of an oversized Captain looming over me. He swiped, and missed as I ducked beneath his arm, and was hit in the ribs by the lower set. I smashed into the side of the spire and collapsed.

Ghast came over my comms,

“Sarech the combination is 9r9e3n7cy92ybv9v! I can’t enter it, because the pad isn’t inserted correctly.”

“I’ll be up,” I dodged a set of swipes from the Captain and kicked him hard in the gut, “In a minute!”

I cried the last word as a Shock Blade came dangerously close to my face. I quickly slid between his legs and stood behind him, firing volleys from my Sidearm.

Almost at once he seemed to sway, before collapsing. The roof access door burst open and Fallen poured out in droves.

I bolted for the stairs and ran up as fast as I could. I leaped at the last step and crashed onto the platform. I grabbed the control pad and plugged it into the machine.

“Done! Device deactivated and hard drives purged.”

“Nice.” I said weakly as I collapsed from exhaustion.

Then, a bright light and an engine roar, followed by the distinct sensation of transmat

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//Thanks for reading guys, and that concludes the Transamerica storyline, found out where in the world Sarech Dvol goes from here, next time On the Front!//