During the war between the IMC and Militia, a young little boy witnessed his home and village attacked by IMC forces as his Parents and relatives Killed and his newborn baby sister taken away never seen again... 26 years later he fought as a skilled...
Luke... never woke up for the next few weeks the mission nearly cost him his life... ???: "it's been Five Weeks already and he's still not responding." ???#2: "you don't know what a coma is don't you?" ???: "we'll yes- ??#2?: "says the person who send them into a near death experience, leave him alone can't ya see he lost his arm, and besides how is he going to complete in the games?" ???: "well- easy, give him an arm, Crypto and Wattson has been working on his new replacement." ???2: "and?" ???: "and Lifeline and Rampart will be attaching his new arm." Luke: (upgrade? what are they going to do to me?) then he felt himself moving around then stop to hear more voices. ???3: "alright this will work will it?" ???4: "of course, just like Octane's legs." ???3: "ok then, beginning operation..."
(A few weeks later)
In the games Caustic and Wattson are rallying at the 3rd ring as they set up traps and wait for an attack. Wattson: "de- fences complete... get it?" Caustic: "miss Paquette, we must concentrate... miss Paquette?" he turns to see Wattson on the ground knocked down before he heard a crack in the air which wipe the whole team. ???: "we made it this far, more loot here." Loba approach to a death box and Looted then Luke with his pilot helmet mount his kraber to the window. Lobs: "anything?" Luke didn't say a word and fires a shot that hit it's mark. Loba: "i take that as an yes?" Luke was still silent without looking at Loba. Lobs: "ok then... Luke?" she looks and see him gone." Loba: "Luke?" she looked around her seeing him nowhere to be found.
Loba: "ok Luke you got me, now come out sweet heart..." he didn't respond just a moment silence then she felt a presents behind her and turn around and see a shadow of Luke now standing infront or her as he chokes her while pinning her to wall. Loba: (i can't... breath!) ?Luke: "hush little girlie... say hi to your parents for me... DIE!!!" All the sudden Loba woken up gasping for air and sweating bullets as she sits up. Loba: (it was just a dream...) she looks at the clock and its morning. Loba: (i need to check on Luke.) she gets dressed then head to his room but did not find him there. Loba: (where did he go?) she saw Mirage walking by and wave at her so ask him for Luke's where abouts. Bloodhound: "hello." Loba: "hey do you know where Luke is?" Bloodhound: "he has awoken up from his coma an hour ago." Loba: "did he say anything?" Bloodhound: "no, he has not spoken to anyone." Loba: "really, where is he now?" Mirage: "he's in the lounge getting his arm tuned."
Loba: "thanks." she heads towards the lounge and see Luke wearing his pilot helmet sittings next to the table while the new Legend working on his arm.
???: "there, good to go, and your welcome pilot." Luke didn't say a word but nod and walk pass by Loba without saying a single word to her... she just lucky to be still alive or he's waiting for the opportunity to. Loba: "*sigh* at least he's alive." she gets herself a drink and sat down next to the new legend. ???: "so... hows your day?" Loba: "nothing new just... relief." ???: "about?" Loba: "don't worry about it." ???: "so ready for the next match?" Loba: "yes... but not ready to be domed in the head at the start of the match." ???: "really? who got mad at you, is it that man?" Loba: "kinda then there's the robotic demon who has no emotions." ???: "that robot over there?" she point at Pathfinder who noticed the two and waved at them. Loba: "no but keep an eye on him." ???: "ok..? so what's your plan?" Loba: "survive." ???: "don't worry, im sure he'll forget about it." Loba: "yeah... so you are?" ???: "oh i haven't met you, im Ramya or Rampart, just joined two days ago..."
[To Be Continued...]
Meanwhile The Author is in a panic trying to figure out what goes next. Author: "uh uh uh what goes next!!!" all the sudden Rampart barges in and grab the Author by the collor. Rampart: "what's next!?" Author: "i don't know!" Rampart: "what. it. next!?" Author: "REEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Rampart: "wait... im not here until next week." the Author looks at the calendar and see the X mark on August 18th then looks back at Rampart. Author: "you better pay for my door." she let's go of his collar and sheepishly chuckles before bolting out through the open window. Author:
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