by raptor titanus3 » Mon Aug 10, 2009 2:42 am
Boris was mainly unharmed though a few rounds had grazed his skin. He reloaded his grenade launcher and then decieded he had more important business to attend to. He pulled out an EMP grenade and lobbed it at the guard drones. As it hit the ground the drones took it into account just before it activated and fried their circuits. "I'm not impressed," muttered Boris as he walked out from cover. He then checked the greeter's desk but he realised that it had been fried too. "STUPID," he cried in anger for now he diddn't have a clue where to go. he decided to try and find the room where the nanobots were located and collect them, it would be a long process, but he diddn't have a choice. He opened a door that lead to a hallway and at the end was an elevator, but then he noticed a computer terminal on the the wall next to him. "Well this is a surprise," said as he inspected it. He then took out a special hacking insertable device from a pocket and put it into a card port. It was conected to a laptop computer his brother used to get information for him. Within a few minutes plans formed on the screen and a certain level of the building was selceted and a room was highligted with a blinking red light indicating the location of the container which held the only stream of the nanobots on the fourth floor in room 8. Boris pulled out the device and deactivated the terminal then headed for the elevator. As soon as it had landed on Boris' floor he entered and pressed the 4 on the pannel. "I hate elevator music," said Boris as the doors closed and the elevator started climbing to level four. As he reemerged from the elevator he steped out into a group of secuity guards armed with pistols, shotguns, and a few sub-machineguns. "Drop your weapons and down on the floor or we will shoot you," said one of the guards. "Here is my response," said boris as he hung up his AK and grabbed his PKM from his other shoulder at this the guards in front fired their weapons most of which thudded against boris' chest and fell to the ground while the rest bounced of of him. "Too bad for you," said boris mockingly as he opened fire on them, his PKM letting loose a torrent of bullets as the guards started to run for their lives. One of the guards made it to an unlocked door which happened to be room 8, "Poor choice," stated Boris as he reloaded his PKM while walking towards the room. He marched in unopposed as the guard had gone into fetal position in a corner and the only other person was a scientist who was standing defiantly in front of a container which was filled with a silvery liquid. The scentist held up the pistol the guard had dropped and aiming it at Boris, "You won't get these nanobots, I refuse to give up my creation," yelled the scientist. "Give it up little man, you can't kill me," said Boris as he strode over and hanging his PKM. The scientist however stared down Boris and when he got right up to him he tried to raise the gun to Boris' head. In an eyeblink Boris had grabbed the gun and crushed the scientist's hand who screemed in pain as he tried to free his hand, Boris tore the gun from the scientist's limp hand and dropped it to the floor. "Unfortunetly the nanobots are less valuable if you remain," said boris as he reached and twisted the man's neck until it came 180 degrees and snapped. Boris then reached for the container and took it as he turned to leave. Halfway across the room he pulled out a remote bomb and placed it on a computer which contained the information on making more from scratch as they could make more of themselves if comanded to do so. As he left the building he hit a button on the signaler for the bomb and then flames shot from the forth story of the building from windows. A policeman had arrived to investigate and saw this but before he could call for backup Boris pulled out his sidearm and shot the man. Ivan came quickly and they drove off in the wake of their opertation.
"We all go about our daily lives, waiting for the next big thing, the next cool trend, even the smallest bits of info on anything happening, but what we're really waiting for... is for something interesting to happen to us, thats what draws us to the rich and famous... we want to be like them... I don't, I'm fine with who I am... and you should be too" - RT3