Anaxial
Making America Great Again.
The Marshall, a cautionary tale of a Government enforcer who would ruthessly and systematically take down rebel organizations with staggering efficiency. The way the tale goes;
Come little ones, come to me.
Come to discover come to see.
The Marshall is watching, ever from the shadow.
You must be careful when his eyes fall upon yee,
If he is swifter there'll be no tomorrow.
So lock up your doors and watch all your backs
The Marshall will find you, he's hot on your tracks.
And so it was, Garrett had been watching this city unfold for an entire day, hiding in plain sight as his armor reflected the light and made him Damn near impossible to see. As the night came, he crouched down and became little more than a distorted blob of air, something so easily overlooked while you were preparing for war. He observed the compound and watched as people slowly entered, his faceless helmet counting them as they each entered... one hundred and three. The Rebels had built themselves quite the army it seemed! It was no matter, Garrett carried no weapons on him -he wouldn't need them anyways. After a few more individuals entered the compound Garrett made his move, short sprints across dark paths kept him virtually invisible to the naked eye. The armor's internal cooling system kept the surface of his armor at room temperature, even if they DID had thermals they wouldn't be seeing him that way either. Garrett was here on a mission, why the Government was interested in the girl and what secrets she held were not of a concern to him. He had his job, he'd complete it.
As he scaled a chain link fence and made it inside the compound he sprinted to the dark and scanned people as they walked by. He needed a specific target, though he assumed she'd stand out pretty well amongst the Rebels. That is when the gunshot rang through the compound and everyone seemed to spring into high alert, they raced for the perimeters and scanned the outside for enemies while his target- a 9 year old little girl seemed to venture out into his sight as well. Garrett highlighter her inside the helmet and reached for his belt, removing a baseball sized object he activated the item and threw it high into the air. Quickly looking down and highlighting himself when the baseball began to hover above the ground and fired a small .22 caliber bullet at anyone nearby, the orb flying swiftly through the compound and gunning down anyone nearby the Girl and nearby Garret before flying off deeper into the compound in order to draw them away from the two.
Garret himself, still cloaked made a sprint for the girl, she may have been confused to see the air distorted but would quickly find out it was a man as Garret uncloaked and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her into the shadows and covering her mouth with his hand.
"Do not scream. You're going to do as I say, if you call for help I will kill whoever comes." he said, his voice so quiet it was almost as if her own subconscious was speaking to her. She'd be surprised to find the man melt into the air before her very eyes as Garrett cloaked himself again and took his hand off her mouth.
"Go there, stay in the dark- make your way for the fence." he told her, constantly scanning the area around him for anyone who may still be nearby.
Come little ones, come to me.
Come to discover come to see.
The Marshall is watching, ever from the shadow.
You must be careful when his eyes fall upon yee,
If he is swifter there'll be no tomorrow.
So lock up your doors and watch all your backs
The Marshall will find you, he's hot on your tracks.
And so it was, Garrett had been watching this city unfold for an entire day, hiding in plain sight as his armor reflected the light and made him Damn near impossible to see. As the night came, he crouched down and became little more than a distorted blob of air, something so easily overlooked while you were preparing for war. He observed the compound and watched as people slowly entered, his faceless helmet counting them as they each entered... one hundred and three. The Rebels had built themselves quite the army it seemed! It was no matter, Garrett carried no weapons on him -he wouldn't need them anyways. After a few more individuals entered the compound Garrett made his move, short sprints across dark paths kept him virtually invisible to the naked eye. The armor's internal cooling system kept the surface of his armor at room temperature, even if they DID had thermals they wouldn't be seeing him that way either. Garrett was here on a mission, why the Government was interested in the girl and what secrets she held were not of a concern to him. He had his job, he'd complete it.
As he scaled a chain link fence and made it inside the compound he sprinted to the dark and scanned people as they walked by. He needed a specific target, though he assumed she'd stand out pretty well amongst the Rebels. That is when the gunshot rang through the compound and everyone seemed to spring into high alert, they raced for the perimeters and scanned the outside for enemies while his target- a 9 year old little girl seemed to venture out into his sight as well. Garrett highlighter her inside the helmet and reached for his belt, removing a baseball sized object he activated the item and threw it high into the air. Quickly looking down and highlighting himself when the baseball began to hover above the ground and fired a small .22 caliber bullet at anyone nearby, the orb flying swiftly through the compound and gunning down anyone nearby the Girl and nearby Garret before flying off deeper into the compound in order to draw them away from the two.
Garret himself, still cloaked made a sprint for the girl, she may have been confused to see the air distorted but would quickly find out it was a man as Garret uncloaked and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her into the shadows and covering her mouth with his hand.
"Do not scream. You're going to do as I say, if you call for help I will kill whoever comes." he said, his voice so quiet it was almost as if her own subconscious was speaking to her. She'd be surprised to find the man melt into the air before her very eyes as Garrett cloaked himself again and took his hand off her mouth.
"Go there, stay in the dark- make your way for the fence." he told her, constantly scanning the area around him for anyone who may still be nearby.