Broken Wings(Tech)(Mature?)

[Brandon (Tech)]

Brandon shook his head at the mention of subject T-238, they went back to the first time the SoG had attempted to take down Brandon and his friends, it was only logical that he was the one behind it all. As his 'name' suggested he was one of many, but also one of the both more and less succesful experiments conducted by the SoG. The true reason they had sent him after the gang was that they hoped he would either eliminate them, or they would eliminate him. They were both great potential liabilities to the SoG.

[glow=red,2,300]My love, I'm coming to get you. The rest of the guys will help me free you, just stay safe. I don't want you to get hurt, no matter the cost. I won't let them hurt you, I, I... I love you. I'll see you soon, my love[/glow]

Brandon left the room, praying that she would still not be hurt when they turned up. He hadn't prayed since their summer, but now he did, with all his soul. If she was hurt he would never forgive himself. "Guys" He said as he rejoined the group, everyone turning going silent at the determination they saw in his eyes. "We have a place to be"

[Kelsie]

Kelsie smiled and relaxed. He was coming to get her. That was all she needed to hear. She could stay strong for him until then she didn't care about anything else but being out of here and back in his arms where she was never going to leave or stray far from again. She loved him with all her heart, every beat of her small muscle was for him. She touched the pillow next to her softly as if she could reach out and touch him too.


Love, I will wait for you.
And when you come I will
do my best not to be harmed.
I love you so much, be safe for me.
Tell the boys to be safe too,
I don't want to see any of them hurt.
They're all like family to me now,
I can't lose the family I just gained.
And you, my love,
Stay safe and unharmed for me.
I love you, and I will wait for you,
I'll be strong, stronger than ever.

With that Kelsie let the connection fade they could probably get it back should they need to. Now that it had already been established it wouldn't take much to find that link again and use it. With practice it would become easy for them. Kelsie sighed, he was coming to get her and with that she relaxed and tried to get some rest if not some sleep.

[Brandon (Tech)]

Brandon had, through the connection with Kelsie, an idea of where she was. If the Commander was there it would be a tough fight, he was strong, even for a commander, but Brandon had no intention of leaving Kelsie in his custody. He had left his gun at home in the dorm and if he went back to get it only to come back here, he would subject himself to such nausea that he would'nt be in fighting condition for days, due to his teleportation weakness. Instead he turned to his friend in the market, a fellow artificer and inventor, Arguush. He was an old ork, halfway through his sixties and it showed. His green skin hung from his still muscular body, darkened by his age, the fights he had been through and the strain of scavenging through some of the most toxic areas on the planet and other places.

"For the third time, no! You are not coming along!" Brandon shouted at the ork, mor angry with himself than his old friend "But your girlfriend'z bin kinapped, I'z not goen tah let doze gitz get awah with dat!" Arguush was, despite his proffession, like almost every other ork, they refused to let thier age get in the way of a good fight, especially in the rare event that there was a reason to fight. He was strong and tough, even for an ork, but he was old and chances were that this fight would be his last if he came along "Look, I came here to borrow, buy or rent a gun, but I'm not gonna have any more people involved in this than neccesary!"

It took almost half an hour to convince him not to come, and then he wouldn't take any money for the gun, insisting that it was a gift. "Thanks man" Brandon said before leaving, clapping his ol dfriend on the shoulder with a reassuring smile "Catch up with us later and I'll buy you a drink" Brandon left the little stand before Arguush got a change to change his mind, determined to finish the whole affair. I'm coming Kel, He thought to himself speeding down the streets. He hadn't told his friends to follow him, nor had he told them where he was going, but he knew they were following him, which was a good thing. He couldn't take on an SoG task force, not when it was lead by a commander like this one.

Arguush had given the gun to Brandon while it was still covered in the oily cloth that protected it from the sun, dust and prying fingers, that was just how he did buisness. Brandon unwrapped it and froze for a moment, stunned by the raw beauty of the gun, the baoynet alone was the size of his hand, and the size of the cartridges just oozed of omen, the death of his foes. As expected, the rest of the gang had followed him and now gathered around him, crouching like he did to remain out of sight. Brandon pointed at th building in question and they all nodded, there was no need for words.

((Inside the building))

T - 238 had just cleaned his handgun after the execution of one of the reploids when the signal reached him. His eyes widened and then contracted with determination as he quickly fastened the last part of his combat suit. One of his mean had been killed, his death had gone like a ripple through their shared consciousnes. His hand went to the radio fastened on his ear, as he ordered two more reploids to check out the area. He could only contact one reploid throuhg telepathy at a time, so the radio still came in handy. The he ordered the two reploids who were guarding the objective to secure her, make sure that she didn't get away.

"Sir, yes sir!" was the collective answer of reploid 674 and 1526 as they unlocked the door to Kelsie's room and took their position in there. "Stay there" one of the reploids said to Kelsie in a tone that clearly meant 'or else..' Their oprders were to make sure that she would be brought back to the SoG base on New York, and failing that to eliminate her, dealing a moral blow to the gang.

[Kelsie]

The door to Kelsie's room burst open and she gasped as she pushed herself into the corner holding the soiled blanket to her chest as if it was some kind of sheild. Her eyes were tear filled she had never been so scared in all her life she shivered a bit wondering where Brandon was and hoping to god he was okay. Kelsie knelt down kneeling in a praying position and she closed her eyes clasping her hands together she took a deep breath.

"Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. I ask today, good father that you watch over Brandon. Help him stay safe and rescue me, help him stay uninjured keep him alive. Stay with him Lord, allow your hands to rest upon him give him the strength he needs, the determination he desires, and the caution to keep himself and others safe. Please watch over the others, Rel, John, Ace, Core and Demo, and please watch over my love, please bring him to me safe and sound, and please let as few people get hurt and injured as possible. Thank you so much Lord for keeping me safe, for showing me what life is like when I trust in you. In Jesus's name I pray, Amen."

Of course Kelsie had prayed out loud she wasn't afraid to show her faith, she wanted to make sure that if anything the boys coming to save her had a little spiritual help going with them. She smiled softly as she crossed herself and then opened her eyes gently, not that she could see anything but that wasn't the point. She smiled knowingly, they were comiing to save her. And all she had to do was wait.

[Brandon (Tech)]

At Kelsie's prayer, one of the reploids, specifically number 674, lifted his gun and aimed it at her "Put down your weapon, the elimination of the target is only an objective if the securing her fails" Said Reploid - 1526, motioning for his fellow clone to lower the weapon "But theobjective was casting a spell and I.." "The objective was performing a ritaul known as prayer, it is intended to lift the spirit of the praying and their allies by inciting and supporting belief in a power above humanity, it's comlpetely harmless" "And this Brandon?" "Brandon is the first name of subject G - 37, our main objective. Now lower the gun!" Reploid - 1526 did as he was told, he was from one of the older batches of reploids, they didn't have the same level of common knowledge as the newer troops.

((Outside the building))

Relic stood over the Reploid with the broke neck, scouting the area for more. He knew more were coming, the commander would already know that they were here. And sure enough, he just managed to duck into hiding before the two new reploids emerged, guns lifted and the screens of their helmets lifted, revealing a night-vision apparatus. They were dead within the second, Demo's homemade grenade ripping them to shreds before they could even react to it. On the other side of the building Brandon had ound his way in throuhg another door, Jonathan sneaking alongside him. This could get rough

[Kelsie]

Kelsie was blissfully unaware that the gun had been aimed at her. She couldn't see, though the reploid didn't know that. She sat on the bed and sighed, she didnt know what she could do now, she had prayed and nagging god wasn't the way to get things done. she sighed again and thought about where they might be. Though right now wasn't the time to reach out mentally to Brandon, if anything happened to him and her gabbering was the cause of it she would never forgive herself.

"Excuse me?" she asked softly to the two men in the room. They had told her to stay put not quiet. "But could you tell me what is going on, I don't undestand why you are both in here, and I'm really wishing for some privacy I have to use the bathroom you know, and it's.. just not right for a girl to go in front of men. Where is the bathroom anyway? Would one of you show me where it is? I would like to go, I really need to, I've been holding it for a while now and I would be rather embarrassed to wet myself. You must understand, would one of you help me?" she asked softly standing up slowly showing her hands had no weapons.

[Brandon (Tech)]

The clones listened, a little surprised to Kelsie's request, they had no idea how to react to that "Commander, this is Reploid - 1526. The subject is requesting the use of a bathroom, what are our instructions?" A few floors down the commmander almost threw a fit of rage. "Escort the subject to the bathroom in the east section of the room, make sure she doesn't escape" After he had broken contact he slammed his fist into the table "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS??!! THOSE GUYS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE TOP-OF-THE-RANGE, AND THEY CAN'T EVEN ESCORT A GIRL TO A GODDAMNED BATHROOM, WITHOUT INSTRUCTIONS?!!" The table broke under his fist, sending splinters flying everywhere.

Had he not been so upset, he might have noticed the two figures who had entered the room, or the death of the sentrys set t oguard that way in. Brandon reacted faster than the repoloids there, and within seconds his ork-made machine-gun had ripped apart every present reploid, save the commander who had reacted in time, doding the huge shell out of instinct. Normally Brandon would have paued to admire the destructive power of the gun, but nto now, he was pissed off at a degree that he hadn't been since he was eleven years old, seeing Kelsie ripped from his life for the first time, and the commander had, unknwoingly, reopened those wounds.

"I got this guy" Jonathan grinned maliciously, stretching his arms out and summoning his scimitars, the two blades manifesting in a glow of purple light. You're MINE ashole!" He shouted as he charged the commander who drew his sabre, a look of grim determination on his face. This wasn't the first time the two of them had faced off agianst each other.

Brandon followed the bond between him and Kelsie, seeking upwards to where he felt she would be, the gun wieghing heavy in his hands. Meanwhile, the two troopers had done as commanded, reploid - 674 having escorted Kelsie to the ancient bathroom connected to their current location. They had no idea Brandon was coming

[Kelsie]

Kelsie smirked. These guys were idiots. Firstly they hadn't really checked her for weapons, secondly they had to ask for permission to do anythin, and thirdly they had no sense what so ever. But this was all to her benefit. She had checked out the layout of the room when she had gotten here and not only that but only one reploid was taking her to the bathroom. She smiled, this was going to be fun. It might get her shot but she wasn't just going to sit around and do nothing, not while her boys were coming to get her. Oh no, and not only that but she wanted to show Brandon she wasn't weak, she might be blind but she wasn't worthless!

As reploid dropped his guard to take her to the bathroom she grinned. She held out her hand to him taking his hand gently in her own warm hand knowing it would most likely throw him off guard. The moment they were one.. two.. three .. steps from the other guard...

*shink*

The sound of her automatically retractible metal cane came out in the room and before the one could react she slid her hand out of his and popped him hard in the spine before slamming it in the back of his head hopefully knocking him out. She spun on her heal slamming her cane into the wrists of the other reploid hoping to dislodge his gun from his hands and if she had she would kick it far away while she unleashed a series of mean assualts on the man that now lay on the floor. She beat them both up with her cane leaving them bruised and bleeding her rage almost could not be quelled. It wasn't until she could tell by their breathing, if this plan worked, that they were both out cold she would stop. Her cane was useless now, all bent out of shape but it wouldn't matter. She had stood her ground.

And now.. anyone seeing them, would see Kelsie smiling in the middle of two bloody heaps on the floor. They weren't dead but they might wish they were when they woke up from the concussions she had given them. Now she had to wait for Brandon.

[Brandon (Tech)]

Kelsie's assault was as furious as it was unexpected, reploid - 674 temporarily loosing consciousness and number 1526 dropping his gun on the floor. But there ir stopped, the reploids were also adept in CQC, Close Quarter Combat, and although one of them were down, the other would be more than enough to handle a blind teenager with a broken cane. He blocked her next swing of the cane with his fore arm and counter-punched her with his other hand, trying to incapacitate her by slmamming his knuckles into her throat, then kicking for her gut.

Unbeknownst to him, Brandon had found the room and kicked the door open at the sound of a fight, fearing for Kelsie's life. When he saw the reploid attacking Kelsie his filled by a nameless hatred, he didn't even lift the gun to destroy the soldier. Instead he unleashed the impure energy his body produced in a blast of raw lightning, reducing the reploid to dust and fillings with a loud 'crack'. After punching the other reploid in the back of the head so hard that he would never wake up, he rushed to Kelsie, holding her in his arms and rocking her back and forth "It's me Kel, its me. please be ok, please, I promise I won't let anyone hurt you anymore. Please forgive me"

[Kelsie]

Well she might not have defeated them but being a blind girl she had still kicked some serious ass. She felt the punch to her neck and her body jumped as the knee to her stomach came. As the door slammed open and the Reploid was concentrating on the other person Kelsie fell unconscious to the floor. She didn't know what else went on she lay there breathing but brusied and in pain as her mind swam trying to find it's way back to the world where Brandon was going to come for her and she would be able to go home. And her ring! We mustn't forget her ring, she wanted to wear it so badly her show of love to Brandon she sighed softly as she felt strong arms pick her up and cradle her. It was then when she heard his voice.. the voice of her angel.. Brandon coming to her she fought harder for consciousness.

The first thing Kelsie did was regret fighting to regain it. She was in pain. Her throat hurt and her neck was sore. Her stomach hurt badly and she just felt ill all together. She swallowed and winced as pain shot down her throat.

"B..braaaan?" she croaked as her eyes opened gently.

She knew it was him, she could feel the hard metal of his arms, hear the soft sound of his breathing. She could smell his scent, and hear the way he moved, she could tell just by using her senses that it was him. She relaxed. Her hand found his left hand and sure enough the ring was still there. She smiled. Swallowing again with a wince she threw her arms around him tightly and finally let some of her tears show.

"I .. tried to be strong for you.. I .. I attacked!" she said as she cried in his arms letting him rock her. She was so happy, so very happy to be back in his arms she never wanted to know a time without them again, he had promised not to let her go and she was going to hold him to that.

"Oh thank you, thank you, O .. Oh I love you." she said as she pulled back her tear filled face and kissed him hard and passionatly effectively pushing them over, on accident mind you, onto the sullied matress they had been close too.

[Brandon (Tech)]

She answetred, but it was clear that she was in pain. Brandon smiled as she opened her unseeing eyes and tried to say his name, she was still alive. He kept rocking her back and forth even as tears began to fall from his eyes, tears of both relief and sorrow running down his cheeks. "You fought well, I'm so proud of you" He whispered back to her, so lost in the feeling of her back in his arms. He heard her whisper her love for him and before he had a chance to respond she kissed him so passionately that he fell backwards unto something soft, but his mind wasn't on that. He lost himself in the kiss of the one he had feared to loose so badly.

But before he could truly return his feelings to her in the kiss, the moment was ruined by a reploid, running down the hall and pausing at the sight of them "What the?" *Crack* Something broke the back of his helmet and secured him a vicious concussion, and the reploid fell to the ground unconcioss. Behind him stood a short figure in a red shirt stood, tapping a lead pipe against his palm in a stisfied manner "Ownt" "Dude, go away, we're kinda having a moment here" "Oh, sorry" Corrosive said, pulling the door closed as he mumbled "Hot!" to himself again.

Kelsie still lay on top of him, so Brandon spun them so she was on the bottom, he knew she preffered that. He kissed her back with everything he had in him, feeling her body against his own and her lips against his. It had only been a matter of hours, but it had been the worst time in his life, and he would neverm ever, let that happen to her again

[Kelsie]

He was proud of her. She nearly cried when he said that but she was much too caught up in her own passion. She loved him so much and even after only hours of being seperated she loved him so much she had to kiss him. She wanted him. Not just to hold her but she wanted to make love to him. Not necessarily right here but she needed to make love to him soon or she was going to die she just knew that she would. She moaned as he began to kiss her back but soon the kiss was interupted by footsteps down the hallway. Then..

*ping*
and a
*crack*

The voice of Core broke through the haze and Kelsie smiled. "Nice to see you too Core." she whispered croaking with her sore throat. But Brandon shooed him away and she heard the door close.

Soon after he rolled them over and kissed her again she moaned as her arms lifted going up and around him kissing him back for all she had. She pulled him close and ran her fingers through his hair. Her hands roamed all over his body. Where he might be able to see that she was okay she had to feel it. Not to mention she just liked his body but she had two motives for now. Her hands carressed and touched every part of his body they could and she moaned in the kiss sliding her tongue into his mouth. She was lost right now almost forgetting they were in a building where any moment now someone could rush in and try to attack them, apparently if Core was running around close they must be having the upper hand.

Right now all kelsie was concentrated on was Brandon, his body, and his kiss. How much she had missed him in even the hours they had been forcibly seperated. She didn't want that to ever happen again she was going to do her best to see that it never did.

[Brandon (Tech)]

Her moans, the, oh so sweet, sound of her moans reached Brandon's ears and he found passion flooding his senses again, she just did that to him. He couldn't keep his hands off her, he needed to feel her close now, closer than ever. He kissed her back with everything he had in him, feeling her hands range over his body, his heart beating extrememly fast.

He ran his hands up under her jumper, feeling the soft, pale skin there, caressing and massaging it as the kiss grew even more passionate, his tongue dancing heatedly with her own. Maybe this was the wrong time and place, but he needed her, he needed to know that they wouldn't be seperated like last time. The feeling of her skin was extacy on his mind, and his hands ranging all over the skin of her smale, plae stomach gave him so very much of it. And then he let his hands move higher, running to her soft breasts and masssaging them, his kiss even more loving and passionate than before

[Kelsie]

It felt amazing. His hands slipped up under her shirt and began to carress her stomach touching her soft skin. She moaned as her breathing got louder and louder, more heavy every moment that they were locked in this embrace. Thoughts flickered through her mind, she didn't want to be caught naked here but if they could just get the most.. important clothing out of the way they could make love here quickly and then they wouldn't be too vulnerable. She wasn't sure if the other guys would appreciate them making love while they were fighting but it wasn't something that she was terribly worried about. Kelsie broke the kiss gently as his hands went to her breasts and began to massage them. She moaned writhing there on the matress her blonde hair splayed out all over the bed.

"Oh Brandon. I need you. Right now." she whispered to him in her hoarse voice.

She didn't wait for an answer, her hands went down to her skirt and she pulled her panties down taking them off she sat them aside where she could find them later and she moaned as her hands went down to his pants to unbutton and unzip them. She could tell that he felt the same it was in his breathing and in his touching he wanted her, they were both hungry for each other and right now it was all that was on their minds after being reunited.

**skipping ahead if all goes well**

Kelsie moaned one last time as she fell limp beneath Brandon. Holding him close their heavy breathing filled the room and she smiled. She couldn't help but smile. Even here, in the place of nothing but evil, love had found a way onto the scene and she was so happy right now. Brandon had come to save her and she was thankful for that because without him she would still be here underguard and she had no idea what they had planned for her.

"I love you." she whispered and kissed him softly before she sat up. They really did need to get out of here before reinforcements came and she nuzzled into him. "We'll cuddle at home." she whispered as she grabbed her panties and slid them back on quickly thanking god for some reason she had worn a skirt today. She kissed Brandon again her hormones still excited from moments ago.

"Lets go home. I want to be with you and I don't want to let you go." she whsipered to him softly. "I'm not leaving you ever again, Never!" she said and hugged him tightly. "But I don't have my cane anymore, so I need your help I don't know where to go."

[Brandon (Tech)]

He needed her, he needed her as bad as she needed him, and for the time their passionate lovemaking the world around them didn't exist, it was just two loving souls engaged in the purest form of love imaginable. "And I love you" He responded, smiling, before moving off her so she could get up. He buttoned up his pants, feeling a lot lighter around his soul than he felt was right, but that wasn't really his top priority. She kissed him and he kissed her back for only a second, knowing as well as her that they needed to get out of there. This was one place where they didn't want to be trapped.

"Yes, we will" He answered, kissing her quickly on the cheek. "But first" He then kissed her nose, doing as he had promised and as he had wanted to ever since she had been kidnapped. He lifted up the monstrous firearm, hoping that he could fight back the recoil with one arm, and put the other around Kelsie's waist. "Come on, let's go home"

Outside everything was a mess, the corpses of tens of reploids lay, literally, spread throughout the corridors, blood spattered all over the floors and walls, even reaching as far as the ceiling at some places. After a few minutes of wading through the battle-marked corridors they found Ace, wiping blood from his sword with a satisfied smirk on his face. He turned to face them as soon as they entered the room, and his eyebrows arched, showing that he sensed what had happened between them "Guys, seriously" He chuckled, walking towards them

"How're we looking, anyone hurt?" "Core took a shell to the though, but that's superficial. Demo went berserk though, and he's hurt a little worse, but he'll make it. Other than that, we're clean. Where's Johnny boy?" Brandon showed obvious surprise at this quesiton "Wasn't he supposed to be with you now?" "He was, but he hasn't turned up yet. We should really find him and get of here before backup arrives. In fact, I'm surprised it hasn't already" SoG, usually had at least fifty soldiers standing by near a critical location such as this one, so it could pinch an attacking force between a large numbered force and the defensive measures in the main location.

Ace drew out a packet of cigarettes and began to light one, but as his eyes moved behind Kelsie and Brandon his jaw dropped and the cigarette fell, and within a split second he was racing past them. Brandon turned around to see one of the most frightening sights he could have imagined. Jonathan was the muscle of the gang, no one questioned that. He was the superior warrior by skill, experience and ferocity, and Brandon had never seen him beat in a far, or unfair, fight. But there he stood, blood running from numerous places on his body, supporting his weight on one of his scimitars. He looked like he could drop dead any second, grim determination being the only thing that kept him standing.

"Fuckers" He spat, blood running from his mouth as his lips parted "It take more than fucking numbers to overcome one of my kind" Ace reached him and tried to support him, but Jonathan shook his head. "I'll stand on my own, I just need to get back to that inn and get a few minutes rest" Blood, so dark it made his hair look grey, ran from hundreds of bulletholes, located around his white skinned body. It didn't look good "Look man, we need to get out of here before the backup gets here, or we're really screwed. Just let me.." "There is no backup. Or at least there isn't any more. Damn, there was a lot of them, but they ain't breathing no more, I swear on my honor"

That was the last he said before he fell, his stubborn legs holding him even as his upper body tipped forwards, Jonathan falling face first unto the dead body of a now headless reploid "John!" Ace shouted, not acting quick enough to catch him, but picking him up as quickly as he could "Don't die on us, don't you dare" Relic, alerted by the screams, came and was as shocked as everyone else to see Jonathan down. But he kept his head cool as always and told Ace to carry him back to the inn. "Bran, you take Kelsie and meet up with us back at the inn. I'll be right with you" "Sure" Brandon said, now just wishing for this all to be over. "Come on love" He whispered to Kelsie as he began to guide her out the building and back to the orkish inn