Condition Evolution 2: A LitRPG / Gamelit Adventure Sinclair, Kevin (good beach reads .txt) 📖

Before long, there was no one else to kill. The remaining aliens had backed off creating a wall with their shields. Havok was now ineffective. Shields were useless in most situations, but in a relatively static defense they were massively OP.

Gus and Mick used their shields to cover my back, but the enemy didn’t seem interested in a fight anymore. We had probably killed another fifty, to sixty of them. They began to retreat into a smaller side street, taking Ember’s prone body further away from me. I followed, trying desperately to get around the shields before they could entirely block off the street they’d begun moving into.

I couldn’t make out where Ember was anymore, which sent me further into panic and rage.

“We need to stop and wait for reinforcements,” Mick said.

For the first time in a while, I took stock of our position and we had a clear route back to the ship. Standing there, staring silently for a moment at the retreating group, I turned to ask Mick, “You can levitate a person, can’t you?”

“Yeah,” he said carefully. “Where are you going with this, Shaun?”

“You’re gonna levitate me over their shields.”

“That is a stupid idea! You’ll just die.”

“Do it now, or leave me alone.” I turned and ran at the shields wall

A few feet away, I felt myself lift into the air. I cleared the shields by a good margin. Havok whirled with all his, and my might. I landed like a pro. in the middle of the group, not wasting a second to begin my one-man war. They just couldn’t handle my unbridled rage and Havok’s unerring skill. Together, we slaughtered everyone in our path, desperately trying to find Ember.

I took plenty of hits, but with the constant supply of energy Havok was getting fed, he had more than enough to keep me in tip-top condition. After around five minutes, the street was filled with corpses. I was covered in blood. It was a horrific sight, and I threw up. But I still didn’t have Ember and I’d have loved a synthesized juice right about now.

I continued to walk in the general direction they took her. “Shaun, stop!” boomed Ogun’s voice.

I turned to face him. “They’ve got Ember. Why the fuck would I stop?”

“The Fystr must have been able to communicate with the people of this planet. I believe they are stalling us until the Fystr arrive. Our ships in orbit have picked them up on their scanners. We have around twenty minutes before they are here. We must take off and escape in that time. Now, come on. Ember is gone. We will try and avenge her later, once we at least save our own lives!”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Leave Ember!” I cried, dazed.

“We have no choice. It’s that, or we will all die.”

“Ogun. You know that I’d never leave her. That I’d rather throw myself on my axe right now.”

I turned and walked away. I heard him shout again, but it wasn’t to me. “Everyone. Back to the ship now. We’re leaving. Only death awaits us here.”

As I walked, I realized a couple of things. Ogun had left us twice to die now. He was a coward who always ran. I made a vow in that moment that I’d never follow him again. The second thing was that I really was going to kill every, single mother fucker on this planet to get Ember back. What I’d do after that I didn’t know. And I didn’t care.

I marched forwards away from mine and Havok's massacre. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Havok. You saved my life so many times back there. Thank you so much for everything, and for letting me know Ember was in trouble.”

“Everything I’ve done was worth it one hundred times over just to be thanked for my work by a human. I almost feel like a real person when I’m with you, Shaun. Now, let’s go and get our fucking Ember back.”

“It’s nice to have another friend I can trust,” I said back, smiling grimly.

“And you even call me your friend. I’m so happy. Let’s go kill some more people to celebrate.”

“Yes. Let’s,” I said grimly.

I kept walking deeper into the town. The streets were deserted now. Literally no one was to be seen. When I finally saw a few aliens they ran when they saw me. I followed, but took care not to be led away from the general direction I was headed.

I finally encountered another group of aliens all lined up with shields, blocking the street. I was stumped again. “We can’t get past those shields, Havok. What should we do? Walk around?”

“I could kill a few if you threw me but it would drain my energy quickly. You may end up losing me.”

“No. There is no way I’m risking losing you. You're too important.”

“Yes, I am.”

“What would Jotun do?”

“As powerful as Fystr are they’re limited in imagination.”

“Shit. No help from there, then. What about some telekinesis? I could try just throwing things at them.”

“Worth a try,” Havok said.

So, that’s what I did. Everything I could see in the street I tried to throw. Compared to Mick’s or even Ember’s skills I was a bit shit, but I opted for a war of attrition. A never ending stream of junk and even two small motorcycle type vehicles went up and over the shield wall.

Not long after that they decided to change their game. For the first time since the battle started, they fired an actual, gods-be-damned missile right at me. Not going to lie, I thought I was fucking finished. Havok had no such attitude, he brought himself up into position, and though he couldn’t withstand a direct missile hit, he cleverly directed it away from me.

A nearby building collapsed to the ground, giving me even more ammunition. A second missile came, and the result was the same. Now, I had bricks and glass and all kinds of shit