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Mr. Radio · (02-18-2014)

Ballad of Mr. Radio V

This could be the end... Centora took his rifle from his back and pointed it directly at me. This can't be how the war is going to end for me. I promised I would win this for everyone that's dead. And that's what I'm going to do. Win. I looked at Gunnar and Legacy with the corner of my eyes and I made a signal which indicated that it was time for the dirty attack. I kicked Centora in the testicles. It obviously didn't phase him because of his armor but it certainty worked well as a distraction. He looked down for half a second and I Nailed him right across the face with the stock of my rifle. He stumbled a few inches and I tackled him to the ground. Gunnar and Legacy began shooting the troops that Centora had with him. They were too busy being distracted by Centora and I that they forgot about my squad mates. Bad mistake. I landed two rights on Centora before he flipped me over him. He speared me with every thing he had and we went straight into a wall which lead into a new room. Gunnar and Legacy remained in the hallway and killed the troops. We both got up I immediately noticed that Centora was reaching for his pistol. I ran at him and drop kicked the pistol out of his hands. He grunted and grabbed me by the back of my neck and threw me at the wall making a large dent in it. I got a glimpse of the room when we first entered and it seems as though its a large medical room where wounded pilots would go in case of an emergency. I slowly started getting back up before Centora picked me up by my neck again and tossed me across the room and I went crashing into a large medical box. He began to approach me again and I seized an opportunity by kicked his knee and he fell down to the other knee. I kicked that son of a bitch right in nose. He rolled backwards and got back to his feet rather quickly. He shook his head and removed his helmet. He had no hair, three scars going down his left eye, a chin stripe, The completely white eyes that all Centurions have, and you can see the red thick veins that were running from his chin down his neck. He wasn't a good looking guy.

He wiped his face and ran at me like a damn rhino again! I barely was able to roll out of the way. He crashed into the wall farthest from the wall we came through. He turned around and began laughing. He spoke up by saying " You cannot win, Michael. Give up now and I will kill you quickly. and don't say no because you wont be doing anything except killing you and your team. The Centurions have returned with a vengeance and we intend on wiping out every planet that was aligned with The Command during the New Roman War I. My father may have been strong, the strongest. But I have surpassed his power and You stand absolutely no chance against me and my army! NONE! Now, you die." He ran at me quicker this time and punched me across the face sending me going across the room again. Before I was really able to do anything I got kicked in the damn jaw and then he picked me up by my face and began smashing my face into the wall. Smash after smash I didn't know what to do. I went for my knife that was in my leg pocket. I reached for it and got a hold of it with my pointer and middle fingers. getting my head smashed in the wall at the same time does not make this easy at all. I got a good grip of it at about the 18th smash and then when he pulled me up I took the knife and jammed it into his left eye. He screamed in pain and let go so he could remove the knife. Blood was rushing down my face and it also felt like ground up meat. I ran up behind Centora and gave him a good right across the face and began to punch him numerous times. he got up against the wall and I punched him one more time square in the nose. I ran at him to try and connect with a spear and he moved and he got me on his shoulders and he slammed me on the ground sending us to the floor below.

The room was pretty dark. I couldn't see a damn thing until a little gleam of light caught my eyes and saw Centora charging at me and he got me again sending us through another wall. Each time we go through a wall or floor it just brings me more pain to my back. We are now in a long hallway and I have no idea where I am and my squad is on a different level than me now. Centora grabbed both my arms and slammed across one of the walls. Made a large dent but thankfully didn't go through it. I slid under his legs and pulled my backup Pistol out of my left pants pocket which he didn't notice. I pointed it at him and he began to laugh once again. "Go on, shoot me. End the war while you can because this might be your only opportunity to do so. Think about it, The Flokyoks were creations of the Centurions, the Pylonians were creations of the Centurions, and we...The Centurions are creations of the maker himself. We are the good and the maker wants us to rule the galaxy. WE kill who we must and for those who say we are evil are wrong. They are evil. You are evil, Michael Radio. Let go of offence. Let go of fear. Let go of revenge. Don't live angry, let go now! You can live the life of a king next to me as my 1st General. You know Command cannot win so this is your last chance to decide." I don't know what to think right now. Only one word ran across my mind and I said it out loud. "Never." I shot my pistol and it went straight into his chest. Centora fell over and grabbed his chest. He spoke up once again. "You will regret making that decision, Michael Radio! This place is going to blow up with you inside of it. You're going to die just as your friend Shawn did!" I looked back for a few seconds and contemplated if I should just finish it all. Not now...Now wasn't the time. I ran towards the stairs and I had to get up all of them before Centora pressed his button to blow this entire station to hell. Centora probably crawled into a near escape pod so I better hurry! I heard the loud speaker turn on "Base detonation in 20." Fuck. I saw Legacy and Gunnar and yelled at them to get to a ship! One ship was already opened and we just jumped in that and Legacy ran straight to the cockpit. "detonation in 8." "Fucking Hurry, Legacy!" " I've got it! I would strap in Radio, Commander. aw, shit! "Detonation in 3....2..." Legacy blasted into light speed and we were out of there.

"Legacy! You did it! Get us to Gado. I'm gonna go lay down." I walked past Gunnar as he patted me on the back and started cheering for legacy. My face hurts like hell. this was just the beginning of this damn war and I know I'm going to need more than just these two to bring down Centora's army. Both Centora and I just barely got out of that brawl with out lives. The next time I have a confrontation with Centora though...I'm putting a bullet straight into his head maybe more than one just to make sure that son of a bitch is dead. Command will prevail and I'm going to laugh in his face when it's all over and he's on the ground bleeding and dead. Centora.Will.Die.

For Now

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