Black War Syndicate(Started. Open. PM the GM)

[Ganath]

Almberg flinched slightly. Forcing down the bile as he twisted pack into position. One of the many things he wasn't particularly fond off was misunderstandings, and this was one for all he knew, he shook his head lightly at Oliver.

"Don't let it hit a nerve, there, Oliver. I'd think you're more calm and collected than that. I merely don't like listening to the subject of murder being taken so liberally. I don't see how that can possibly be directed at you specifically. That you're a leader of some organization for crime doesn't phase me too much. Why would it, really? We're all right where we belong. Well. You lot are, rather. Then again. Maybe it would be better if we all enjoyed some freedom, there's still some justice which could be dispensed. It would obviously appear we're all here on the orders of the same individual, and you know what they say about the enemy of my enemy being my friend."

He smirked lightly, he felt a little better. His whole life felt so bizarre, he really wanted to laugh. Still, they did share a common fate. If the biggest injustice in the world can be taken down with a bunch of condemned criminals, then by all means, why shouldn't it he thought. Though quite frankly, while some of these people probably wanted to kill Sebastian, Stefan wanted to expose him. He forced the thought out of his head. Such things weren't anywhere near in sight right now. He sighed lightly. Even with criminals, he wasn't going to lose manners, besides, it's not like they had done anything specific to him.

"You'll excuse me if I'm easy to annoy. It really has been a long month for me and if this situation wasn't so damn depressing, I'd laugh at how bizarre and surreal it feels. Not that I expect you to understand. You've probably never lived through a decent moment in your life."

Stefan didn't speak with spite, but rather, he genuinely seemed a little amused and he really needed that, it was a rather sweet comfort he enjoyed. His wording was still fairly quiet, mostly to stay out of earshot for the guards, eitherway.

 

[WhyBotherToTry]

"Narcotic salvos? Funny, the guy who did my eyes offered me that. I didn't bother though, you can be caught one week for a murder you committed a month ago, so not getting caught is a continuous business, and being high would only exacerbate the problem." Good thing I didn't go to him, Calvin thought, I'd probably still be high after the last job, though given the circumstances that might not be a bad thing.

"And what caused you to be singled out for a trip to our unique incarceration?"
"I shot Black's top party secretary. We figured losing one of the main organisational forces might put the government in disarray. Now I guess I'll never find out."

"I'm Calvin by the way, though I'm known to my associates and some of my foes as Ringbearer"
He flashed the gold ring on the chain around his throat, and smiled a wry smile. "You got a name?"

 

[Shadowstar38]

For 15 minutes, all 3 buses in the convoy continued down the road with no incident. The driver of the third bus was surprised at just how chatty the convicts here getting, but keep his eyes on the bumper of the bus in front of him; a job that was made harder by the increasing rainfall. The bus ahead of him rounded a curve with a large tree on either side. As the driver of the third bus followed, a bright flash of light that could easily be mistaken for lightning flared up further along the road.

BANG

The driver was blinded momentarily, and slammed on the brakes the second the loud bang accompanied the flash. As the bus screeched to a halt, the five armed guards kept their balance and pointed their guns at the inmates to make sure they didn?t pull anything. As the driver looked outside, he could see that a tree was blocking their route.

"Damn. It's just not my fucking day. One of you get the kinetic lift and move this heap would ya?" He said to the nearest guard. "We have a schedule to keep."

"Aye Aye."

The driver unlocked the cage and let one of the guards come through, the opened up the door to the outside. As soon as the guard stepped foot on the first step, shots started ringing out, the sounds muffled by the raging storm. Before anyone knew what had happened, both the driver and the guard were dead.

The remaining four's attention were no longer on the convicts, but on finding out where the shooter was. That would prove to be a fatal mistake, as they were the only four standing between the convicted criminals and their door to freedom.

 

[Floris2123]

While Jacob had been talking he had been quiet once their seemed to be an disturbance. Jacob saw his opportunity It seems I will get to kill some guards after all. he grinned. Breaking out like this was his specialty, this was his 7 time and this wouldn't be his last time. He grabbed both his thumb and 2 soft cracks could be heard. He was filled with pain as he slipped out of his handcuffs. He had felt worse pain and the adrenaline made him able to continue on. This wasn't the first time he had done this. He stood up and grabbed the guard closest to him from behind. Breaking his neck like an twig before he could let out an sounds. the second one looked shocked as he was about to yell. Jacob grabbed him an used his lightning the man was about to scream, but Jacob closed the man's mouth he was also dead, the smell of burned flesh came from the corpse. He grabbed the pistol from the dead guard awkwardly since he had no thumbs, and he shot 6 times just to be sure since his aiming was quite bad right now. All the guards were dead, the fight had lasted 8 seconds. He looked at Oliver with an cocky smile. "Still think I should wait?"

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

Oliver should've been pissed at Byrons condescending comments, but all he could manage was to burst out laughing out how stupid the whole proposition was.

"Oh yes, I cheated at cards, a long time ago, the only reason I was caught was because I was too good at it. And why would I need to steal the shit your brother produces to make a profit? He gave black-market tech a bad name. See this" He pointed at his modifications again "I designed and built these myself, you won't find anything like them, or anything better, anywhere. I guess the reason your brother sent me away was because he was jealous. We were selling better products for better prices and making more money."

He heard Steffen apologise, it puzzled him why he didn't think he would be involved with murder. He ordered numerous hits everyday as leader of The Reavers, it was they only way he kept his business going for so long. Sure he had never actually killed someone himself, but that didn't make his hands any less bloody.

He accepted Steffen apology and said "It's been a long few days for all of us I suppose."

Suddenly there was a bang and flash of brilliant white light. Oliver quickly switched to thermal vision so he could see. The bus was surrounded by gunman firing relentlessly. Oliver ducked down to try and avoid being hit. Jacob broke free of his restraints and killed one of the guards with his lightening another by snapping his neck and shot the remaining ones.

"Still think I should wait?"

"No I suppose not, now get me out of these damned things so I can find out what's happening. Looks like you dislocated your thumbs instead of breaking them." He said looking relieved "You should be able to snap them back in place, we'll get you to a doctors later.

 

[WhyBotherToTry]

What the hell is happening out there? Thoughts raced across Calvin's mind. First the sudden stop and now gunshots. Were they being attacked? Who'd want to attack a prison convoy? Surely any remaining enemies would have set up a surprise for them inside the prison. The guards had all turned around, staring outside looking for whoever had killed the other two. This was an opportunity that was too good to miss. The nearest guard's keys were hanging off a loop on his belt. If Calvin could get the cuffs off, he'd be golden.

Slowly, he started inching his hands towards the guard. Pickpocketing had never been his strong suit, but he was pretty good with locks, and should be able to get the shackles off with little fuss. He pinched the loop with his thumb and forefinger, and started to lift it, hoping against hope that the keys wouldn't rattle.

They did, though fortunately it happened at the same instant as a thunderclap, so the noise was drowned out. A quick rifle through the keys later and he had the one to his cuffs. Making sure the guard was still turned around, he unlocked the cuffs and flexed his wrists. Now all he had to do was wait for the right moment to present itself.

Fortunately, opportunity didn't need to present itself, as one of the other prisoners stood up and promptly killed all the remaining guards in under 10 seconds.

The one who killed the guards turned to his friend. "Still think I should wait?"
No I suppose not, now get me out of these damned things so I can find out what's happening.

All righty then, thought Calvin as he stood up. He jingled the keys. "Somebody call for a locksmith?"

 

[Yokillernick]

Byron thought about how to answer these comments when Oliver's associate started shooting up the place. The man was quick, deadly and lacking any sort of mind, as no one in their right mind would actually snap their own thumbs to get out of the handcuffs. But surprisingly his plan had worked and now they could all make a run for it.

Now all he had to do was find a pair of keys before Oliver told the whole bus who he really was. If it came to that Byron doubted he could do much with his hands tied. Just as he was about to inch of his sit to find the keys in the pocket of the guard which had been shot next to him he heard a man say.


"Somebody call for a locksmith?"

Without hesitation, Byron called after the man.

"Actually I would really love it if you got me out of these binds, mate. You know they've been cutting my blood flow and shit."

 

[Ganath]

Stefan didn't wait long to make his move, going for the guard who had been standing closest, he ripped whatever might classify as a key from the dead guard and began to undo his own hand cuffs. It was fairly easy for him, they weren't much different than the once he'd use in Sweden and they weren't on too tightly either. Soon, he took the gun from the fallen guard as well as the stun baton in his left hand. It would be idiotic to stand up, how could he know if whoever shot the guards dead didn't want him dead as well.

The poor sod of a guard who he had just pilfered by instinct was bleeding out from a bullet hole in his chest, courtesy of the big fellow. He felt sick to his stomach again, but with adrenaline pumping through him, he managed to stay perfectly perceptive, he spoke out to Oliver, Byron and Jacob.

"We can't be certain they're friends. I'd advice to stay low and for the love of everything. Please don't bloody shoot at me."

He wanted to jest, but he was perfectly serious. He threw the key in Oliver's direction, right over the seat. He presumed it would work for them as well. His wet clothing was pretty damn sticky and it felt awful to move in, but at least he wasn't wearing handcuffs anymore. He put the stun rod down briefly to pull the ear translator out for now. Only to pick the rod up again once he had put it aside. The pain in his ear did not subside quickly, but it felt much better.

"Question is, what do we do now?"

 

[Hansinkdu]

Without a doubt, Edmond was as pleased with the quick draw gentlemen as he was with himself. "They did have a plan, so obvious", his thoughts fled from his mind as he took in the situation. Working bus, several fresh dead bodies, armed gunmen seeking freedom, and near perfect seclusion from any civilization. "Back in business would be an understatement". Only one obstacle remained for the doctor as he lifted his shackles to the key bearer. "If you wouldn't mind?"

 

[WhyBotherToTry]

"Actually I would really love it if you got me out of these binds, mate. You know they've been cutting my blood flow and shit."
"If you wouldn't mind?
Calvin held his hands up, as though overwhelmed "Please people, one at a time"
"Ah, Mr Black, so good to have the attention of a celebrity" Calvin grinned and undid his cuffs. "I see that sticking together is a prized trait in your family." He then turned and undid the cuffs of the man with dreadlocks. "Here, pass these along. I'm gonna go see what happened outside." Picking up the pistol of one of the dead guards, he walked down the aisle and out of the bus.

 

[Floris2123]

Jacob stood there knowing that the pain would get allot worse soon. "No I suppose not, now get me out of these damned things so I can find out what's happening. Looks like you dislocated your thumbs instead of breaking them." He said looking relieved "You should be able to snap them back in place, we'll get you to a doctors later." Jacob smiled because of this message. He picked up the keys form an dead guard but saw that Oliver already had a key, he walked over to snow. He opened her handcuffs a bit awkward. "Now we are even." He said with an big smile on his face. "My hands kinda hurt so I think I will sit down for a moment." He was still holding the pistol as he sat back onto the bench.

He then thought to what he had heard earlier there was an doctor on board, he stood back up and walked over to the man. He felt the pain slowly getting worse. He smiled at the man obviously hiding his pain, and opened the mans hand cuffs and said. "Could you snap them back for me, my thumbs I mean. My friend says I dislocated them so I could really use your help doc."

 

[Yokillernick]

"If you wouldn't mind?"

Byron walked over to the man that held his hands lifted.

"There you go mate. I would stay and help the rest but I really want to see what is so bloody fascinating outside. They might need some help. Oh and by the way. I would suggest if you can find any guns you would get ready to use them as it won't be long until the other two buses turn around to come and pick us up."

He picked a shotgun from the guard and follow Stefan outside.

"Oy, Stefan was it, I would keep your translator in your ear if I were you. If you don't speak French and these guys start talking you won't understand anything they're saying. Better safe than sorry. As for what we do now is see what their up to."

"Ami ou ennemi?" Byron shouted from behind the bus' door waiting for a response.

 

[Hansinkdu]

Approaching the doctor hands raised, the gunmen had broken his own thumbs to grasp freedom. "What dedication!", he marveled. "Let me help you with that", taking hold of his outstretched hands, Edmond undertook the task.

 

[Ganath]

Stupid, damn it. He thought to himself. Obviously he might need the damn translator, picking it up from the ground again he carefully put it in his left ear instead. At least it didn't hurt this time. It just felt uncomfortable. He nodded slightly at Byron, but remained in a crouching position, he never did go outside, not yet at least. He was reluctant to proceed. Anyone who set their mind on freeing a bunch of criminals might not have the best intentions for Almberg specifically. At least the adrenaline kept the fear out. He took a deep breathe and calmed himself slowly, risking a peak out the window.

He realized that the man who had walked out hadn't been shot yet. At least not by anything loud. Maybe they really were being saved by someone. Suddenly, his previous statement about locked up criminals seemed really out of place and he wanted to laugh nervously at his predicament. Now he wasn't just an convict, he'd be an escaped convict. Though something told him that even if he turned himself in willingly, he'd be shot dead. What a miserable situation to be in.

 

[WhyBotherToTry]

"Ami ou ennemi?"
"There's nobody out here mate", Calvin called to Byron. "Or if there is, they've hidden themselves well." Black and one of the other inmates had stood up and made to come out. Rain fell in great rippling sheets from the maelstrom above and pounded against Calvin's head, plastering his hair flat to his scalp. He gripped the stolen pistol a bit more tightly. He didn't like this. Why would someone randomly attack a busload of prisoners?
"Come out and take a look for yourselves"

 

[Floris2123]

"What dedication!" The doctor said looking impressed? Jacob wasn't sure."Let me help you with that" He snapped them both back fast and efficient. Jacob face remained an mask, the pain was allot less he was able to handle this still he was very happy. He smiled brightly at the doc. "Thank you very much friend." He stretched out his fixed hand. "My name is Jacob Williams. What is yours doc?" Jacob thought he might make an new friend. Which would be mutually beneficial.

 

[Shadowstar38]

Spoiler: OOC

You guys might want to slow down a bit to let the other guys catch up and get their posts in.

 

[Yokillernick]

Byron stepped out from behind the bus door and turned to look at the bus. It was full of bullet holes and its tires were shoot. But he looked around and Calvin was right it was quiet. Like nothing ever happened. Maybe they retreated or maybe they were still there but they had plenty of chances to kill all of the convicts if they wanted to by now so Byron turned his attention to their new problem. Getting the hell out of here.

"Well, there's no way we're leaving on this bus. Hey Calvin you know there were two other buses, how long do you think until they realize what happened and turn around?"

Spoiler: OOC

Damn it man, Ninjas everywhere.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

Catching the key Steffen had thrown him he quickly unlocked the handcuffs and quickly ducked down on the floor again. Fuck not again! He was having flashbacks of when he was kidnapped, but he had to do something. Shaking from fear he crawled along the floor to avoid the ongoing gunfire until he reached the drivers compartment. He hoped he'd be able to find some sort of camera so he could rig up something that could be used to see clear outside. He found nothing. Dammit!

He switched to thermal to see what was happening outside. He saw two people were heading outside. From the size and shape he could tell it wasn't Jacob, better you than me. He decided to stay holed up in the driver compartment until whatever was happening had finished. It seemed safe enough and it was dark enough to hide in, in case whoever those people were they were hostile.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Caspian watched as one of the other prisoners on board skillfully took down all the remaining guards, and then various other prisoners began helping themselves to their own means of escape; some acquiring firearms to investigate the earlier distrubance, whilst others were helping one another with removing the handcuffs. He spotted a set of keys being passed.

"Whoever has the keys currently on them, would they be so kind as to unlock these cuffs, they are making my hands ache quite badly." Caspian remarked in a slightly annoyed tone, as he tried to massage his wrists with difficulty.