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Sal drove through the desert with a smile. He was shining, as well as his motorcycle. He had come to the possession of a new firearm - a KNT-308 sniper rifle. It rested within his bag. Around his arms were two shining hooks of steel attatched to long, brand new chains. They would come to a use of some sort. He followed the dust cloud that trailed through the desert. Something caught his eye near the foot of the mountains. He grinned behind his bandana.

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Teddy looked up, trying to catch his breath. "Well...He's just-" he suddenly lifted his head, like a dog just hearing the sound of a fleeing rodent. "What is that?" He looked towards the cloud of dust that they had left behind. A large, black figure on a massive bike shined through the dust like a black sun. He knew who it was. It was the man who had attacked Aiden before. "Holy...LOOK!!!"

Aiden grabbed the doctor. "Pleasantries are done," He said lowly, pinning the remaining eagle to the doctor's collar. He set him down and began frantically banging on the metal door. "COYOTE, YOU SON OF A [&@%!], OPEN UP!" Aiden reached to the side of the door and began banging on a broken console. He looked backwards and speeded his beating.

Leilah looked at the guy on the bike, puzzled. "Why is he following us?" she asked. "And is that door going to open soon? That bike guy looks pretty dangerous."

Teddy was wide-eyed. "Is anyone inside!? He's getting closer!"

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Sal picked up his speed with a loud, evil laugh. He was nearing the group at a faster rate. Pulling out one os his TEC-9's, he fired at the group. The bullets raced over each of their heads.

"Hey, open up, people out here are getting shot at!" Leilah shouted. She was getting pretty annoyed. Her day had started bedly and was systematically getting worse. The massive hangover didn't really improve matters too much.

With the last hope leaving his body, Aiden collapsed onto the door. "Coyote, you mother ------..." He muttered. Bullets ricocheted off the door and surrounding rocks. "You owed me, you son of a -----," Aiden said, still leaning on the door. At the end of his sentence, the door jolted open, and Aiden fell in. He quickly scrambled up and pulled the other two in after him, not wasting time to question his fortune. When the refugees were clear of the door, a woman closed it and two men came from a dark corner with a large metal crossbeam, placing it across the doorway to brace it. Aiden looked up at the men around him. Around he and the others were six faces, most of which were older and muscular. Sitting next to an old oil barrel on a large bar stool was a man characteristically different from the rest. He was skinny and had hollow cheeks. His eyes seemed to bulge from his head from malnutrition. Aiden stood up to adress the crowd. He looked at the man on the bar stool and murmured something about how he hadn't changed. The man stood up at the address, smiling a broad grin across his skinny face.

"Welcome home, Ward!" He laughed, although no one found the situation particularly funny. "It seems you've brought some friends again."

"Burn in Hell, Coyote," Aiden said, rearing back to punch Coyote. Another man grabbed his arm and shook his head. Aiden nodded, still staring Coyote down.

"Now, what brings you back here, Aiden?" Coyote sat back down on the stool.

"Monolith was attacked. It's done for, Coyote."

"That's disappointing. I always liked that place. Did Mr. Davis get off alright? No? What a shame." The lean man had an air of superiority that leeched to those around him. "We'll talk later. Get your friends settled in here. You know where the beds are." Coyote stood and walked away with two of the women following closely behind him. The others native to the bunker dissipated down the hallways. Aiden turned to address the group.

"Follow me," He said, turning again down one of the dimly lit concrete corridors. The entire compound felt damp, and although no leaks were visible, a constant drip muttered through the halls. The group came to a large room lined with bunkbeds. "These two closest to the doors are ours. Wait here." Aiden continued through the room and out a door adjacent to the one they entered through.

"Hold on!" Teddy said quickly, pulling the old metal tag from his pocket with the name "Sal Romadano" engraved on its surface. "Your friend might know something about this guy. Maybe he can help."

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Sal arrived at the door seconds after the group had escaped through. He got off of the motorcycle, breathing in the large cloud of dust around him. It didn't harm him. It was like he was breathing in fresh, clean air. He approached the door and knocked heavily, laughing the entire time.

"Helloooo?" he said, still laughing a bit. "Anyone inside? Oh, come now...We all know how easy it'll be to break down this door! Just open up and let me inside and this'll go much quicker. I'll give you...meh, thirty seconds. One...two...three..."

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Teddy was suprised, and feared the bandit's words. Without thinking, he rushed to the door. "Wait! No! These people are innocent!" He then turned his head to the side, hearing the Black Mamba roaring in laughter. He had done something wrong. Now the bandit knew that he and his comrades were there...and more.

"Are you insane or stupid?" Leilah asked Teddy. "No, eait, I don't want to know." She turned her bakc on him and headed off to their bunkbeds, lying down on the closest one to take a nap.

I am sorry to interrupt this RP but i just read the entire thing at its a great story...

it should be redone when its over as a fanfic

-Sonix

Actually, I think it should become a fanfic right now. Bio, I know you're not much known for writing on these forums, but I'd give it a shot right now.

(( But that requires wooooork I still have a story from eighth grade I meant to finish last summer, haha.))

Hey this is kinda cool! Are you gonna write something on this storyline?

Is it to late to join now??

Aye, is it to late to join?

Yes.

So...how come no one's roleplaying then?

This roleplay died a while ago...