High Alert
Info
95000+ characters; 12 offsets + 1 video awaits you in the fourth and last Act of the Origins Main Story, a Shakespearean creative masterpiece by Charles Delameuh.
Critics: MisterNemu
LiminalDoctor SilverFaust does not match any existing user name
U.E.C. theme by VivamusLudio
June 27th, 2025 [22:00], Location: Safehouse 711
[REDACTED]: Bad memories are resurfacing. We do hate interrogating those guys ever since that day.
Jacqueline Guzman: We neutralized their necklace this time. No need to panic.
Dr. Blackwell: …
Overseer Adrian: Is he mute or something?
Jacqueline Guzman: He hasn't pronounced a single word since he got apprehended, but we will not waste our time. Sisters, please bring me the mask immediately.
Conrad McNamara: [as he storms in the interrogation chamber] Hold on! Let me have a talk with this scumbag!
Dr. Blackwell: Grand Marshall… Eh-eh, long time no see.
Conrad McNamara: Dr. Luke Blackwell, you've got a golden position within the U.E.C., you had the entire Research Team Circe at your command and yet you are still asking for more? Why?
Dr. Blackwell: Don't you understand already? You guys are finished, I knew that from the very moment I first got in contact with Father Delacroix. See? The M.E.G. was reduced to ashes as predicted, and even the U.E.C. who I believed would grow dominance over everyone else has fallen too like miserable cockroaches. The stronger rules over the weak, and that statement applies to every universe! Why don't you join us? It's never too late you know?
Conrad McNamara: I would rather die than work with terrorists like you, even the U.E.C. had at least some morals. But see, your greediness is what led you to your demise!… Alright, I'm done with this scum, do whatever you want with him.
Dr. Blackwell: So what now?
Jacqueline Guzman: It's time for you to reveal everything you're hiding. Stand still- [a noise resonates from the ventilation shafts]
Dr. Blackwell: [laughing]
Overseer Montreal: What the hell was that noise? And what makes you laugh!?
The vent panel gets off the wall, with smoke bombs hitting the floor, a figure then appears immediately decapitating one of the syndicate guards
Overseer Montreal: FUCK! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! ALL UNITS, WE HAVE A CODE RED IN SECTOR D, REMOVE THE THREAT!
Syndicate Guard 1: YOU TWO, GET BACK TO SAFETY! WE'LL HANDLE THIS!
Jacqueline Guzman: [through her radio] ACTIVATE EMERGENCY PROTOCOL! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!
Syndicate Guard 1: WHY WON'T YOU DIE!?
Syndicate Guard 2: Fuck… HE'S TOO FAST!! I CAN'T HIT A SINGLE SHOT!
The figure approaches one of the guards taking him as a body shield while storming at the other, impaling them both with its tactical sword.
Dr. Blackwell: Andrei, just in time. Wonderful job brother.
The Shepherd: I informed Control about this location, but for now, let's get out of there.
The emergency P.A. system echoes throughout the premises, while the red alarm lights glow on the walls painted with blood as the Shepherd slaughters anyone who gets in his way. Until a brave soul stands before him, ready to challenge the beast.
Conrad McNamara: Andrei… My old comrade… So you finally came out of hiding?
The Shepherd: I have nothing to justify myself. My choice was genuine and so, the past doesn't matter to me anymore. I will have to eliminate you if you stand in my way.
Conrad McNamara: Well… You leave me with no choice either. Bring it on!
Swordsmanship as its finest, two old comrades; one who remained loyal and the other who abandoned its homeland, are now trading swords blows as sparks generated by the kissing blades illuminate the stage play.
The Shepherd: I must admit, you are stronger than you were back in the training camps, ah-ah!
Conrad McNamara: You used to beat me every time before, but now it is a matter of life and death for humanity! I will fight until death.
The Shepherd: You know, even though I have given my faith to the Patriarch, I still have respect for you.
Conrad McNamara: Should I take this as a compliment?
Their blades begin to crack after 2 minutes of continuous strikes and parries.
The Shepherd: How long will you last?
But their fighting spirit remained intact,
Conrad McNamara: Until I defeat you, comrade Andrei!
Giving up wasn't an option for both men
The Shepherd: Hmm…
McNamara eventually finally finds an opening and thrusts his blade right into Andrei's chest.
Conrad McNamara: Finally.
But he realizes that he has also been stabbed in the chest.
Conrad McNamara: …
The Shepherd: And so… This concludes with a draw… ah-ah-ah… [a look of both disappointment and satisfaction draws on his face as he exhales his last breath.]
Conrad McNamara: Farewell comrade, I suppose we'll meet again in the afterlife, or rather, in hell…
Overseer Helena: Hang in there mister McNamara! Medics are coming, just don't close your eyes and stay with me!… Mister McNamara!
Conrad's vision and Overseer Helena's voice were fading away in his head as he finally closed his eyes for the last time. He wasn't worried about Death but rather whether the Resistance would manage to defeat Liberation despite all their efforts.
Meanwhile, Dr. Blackwell who was about to reach the exit of the cave was interrupted by [REDACTED], standing right in front of the gate with several syndicate guards.
Dr. Blackwell: Fuck…
[REDACTED]: Put your hands up, Blackwell! There is no one to rescue you anymore!
Dr. Blackwell: You can go fuck yourselves! Shoot me if you want, assholes!
Jacqueline Guzman: [as she heads toward Dr. Blackwell with the mask of truth in her hands] You won't get away this time…
As Jacqueline grabs him by his neck and tackles him on the floor, she then slaps the mask on his face, which grips itself as it comes into contact with his skin]
Dr. Blackwell: [laughing mockingly] Looks like my biohacking achievements are really paying off. Your ridiculous mask can't do anything to me!
Jacqueline Guzman: [as she slams his face on the floor, pushing the mask into his skin] I don't think you know who you are dealing with, asshole.
Dr. Blackwell: ARGH! FUCKING HELL! DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN-Uh-
Dr. Blackwell: …
Dr. Blackwell: Head Researcher Mutsuki, Dr. Lambert and I are working on a weapon… We called it the Prometheus Canon, a weapon of mass destruction able to eradicate any lifeform and even godlike beings with a single shot. We just finished the prototype phase recently and we're already preparing its production at the Hephaestus forge. This is the last chance for humanity. Once operational, these canons will bring the End. The definitive end of humanity…
Dr. Blackwell's corpse, consumed by the mask of truth fell on the floor
[REDACTED]: Remarkable…
Jacqueline Guzman: Alright ladies and gentlemen, we don't have any more time left! We have to act now or never! As you've heard, Liberation is producing an ultimate instrument capable of provoking the end of humanity! We CAN'T let that happen!
Ms. Lancelot, please tell your team Pytheas to send a broadcast: We need as many resistance members as we can because we're going to launch a full-scale attack directly onto Liberation's home. The rendezvous point is at Safehouse 11; Safehouse 711's location must have been compromised already. It's time to eradicate corruption once and for all! Humanity Prevail!
Crowd: HAIL!
Parabellum | Operation Black Butterfly | High Alert