In my haze of just waking up seemingly for the first time. I pondered to where I was. My hand was gripping something cold and metallic, and as I sat up pain rushed through my body. I realised my hand was gripping a pistol handle. The magazine was empty and a pool of blood soaked my clothes. I couldn't tell if it was mine or someone else's. I stood only to collapse again as i realized it was my own blood. I struggled to my feet just to see a man head my way. He was well armed and was dressed in black combat gear. As he approached he asked my name but I couldn't remember. I soon then passed out. That was all i could remember then.

After a few years passed I made my way through the gate heading home. A Municipal Guardsman stopped me and asked for my ID. I fumbled in my bag careful not to expose my weapons and loot from today's catch. Finally finding the card I showed it to him.

Though i knew i was registered as a combat able person i still didn't like to flash my weaponry off. Had I known what Sunrise City was like i would have stayed in the Military. at least there i wasn't scratching out an existence. It seemed ages since the Gang's took control. But still Sunrise City was home. It is one of the few places left that is safe from the violence that lies beyond the walls. After getting Cleared from the Guard i strolled to the subway taking the train to Midtown. The District was where his Gang the SunRise Slayers held a place that I called home. I finally Exited the Subway train to a underground station. Slowly I walked up some stairs to see hundreds of people doing their daily business.

I had passed by the Pawnshop and ATM to head to the area of Northside in Midtown. walking just a few feet i came to the Gangs Hideout and entered. I locked up my guns and remaining C4 and headed to the couches and sat relaxing waiting on the other Slayers to return. I decided to Nap as i waited and soon I was out dreaming of what I had been through in the past.

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BaneKane^TM and any other information is a product of Kevin Greeno's mind and the story doesn't reflect work done by CrimeCraft^TM or Vogster Entertainment^R

Last Edited on: Sep 08 2010 06:45 PM UTC (Feb 10 2012, 11:06am GMT)

It was more a memory than a dream. I was walking Oceansides streets with a concealed bag of clothes and a couple guns. The further i walked the more alone i was. as i had many times thought who am I. I had chosen to keep my name hidden and took on the Alias BaneKane. it sounded tough enough but was that really the case. I was flagged down by a man stricken with hysteria of loosing something. he ordered me basically to go and retrieve his items he had lost. I was uneager to cooperate until he told me he was willing to pay me to find them. After getting details on the items, I walked on. another man in Municipal Gear asked me to retrieve some lost data from a old factory. this too was to be paid on completion. I was stoked on this as what ever cash I could get could get me something nice.

I went into the Factory about a half hour later. locating the Data was hard at first. then I realized I needed to go to a computer consol. I fought my way through the halls. i heard other gunfire from across the factory i wasn't alone. I was fighting inch by inch and soon saw the computer. i made my way to it as i fought on the aggressors and strongarms was everywhere. the guards said to me before i left that there is so many hostiles out here i had no idea after 7 minutes in the factory i was nowhere close to getting into the computer area. I headed home in shame i knew there had to be a way. The good news is I found the other mans items and got paid for that. I had to get a better weapon so I went to the pawnshop. I looked to see what they had for a cheap price.

My memory flashed forward. I was once again in the factory inches away from the stairs going up to the computer consol. I fired my Black Sea it killed a man in green known now as an Aggressor i ran up and uploaded the data onto a device the Municipal Officer had me use on this mission. I finally got the data. but something strange happened i was shot in my back. the pain surged and i collapsed where i was. Soon darkness. I awoke on the couch in the hideout. Sweat poured into my eyes. I was still alone and realized I was only asleep for maybe a half an hour. Worry crept across my face as I went to find something to eat.

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Last Edited on: Sep 09 2010 11:52 AM UTC (Feb 10 2012, 11:06am GMT)

After getting a slice of leftover pizza. I headed back to the couches. I remember getting shot and dragged back to Sunrise City. If that person wasn't there I would be dead. I haven't seen them in nearly 5 years. i just looked on with boredom at the walls and i didn't want to think of my past. I grabbed my guns and left the hideout. i walked down the street to the gate that lead to where it began. The  guard let me through and I was on my way through twisted cars on an abandoned road.  After a nice long walk I saw it. The frame of an old factory Known as Chem-tech. i unslung my sigma and entered the door. sure enough gunfire could be heard but the difference was there was more. If one could listen carefully you could hear someone taking their last breath.

I entered a hall where boxes littered the path already 5 hostiles attacked. It was a common ambush. I took cover behind a box and sprayed any hostiles close enough. i switched to my Black sea to take out the ones farther away. I had found what they had to protect and moved on i went into a empty room and found nothing useful. i went on to a staircase that to the back of the building. a rocket exploded behind me the heat had scorched my back but not to seriously. I took out my Oslo Ares and sprayed the hostile with the rocket launcher. he wont fire anymore rockets.  I crept on and on fighting and collecting. Random screams and random explosions filled the air. I was low on ammo and headed back down to the exit. there i saw it the remains of some unlucky kid. He had been ambushed and killed by sniper or clear-shot as they was known. I wanted to leave, but I didn't want to let him rot there. I dragged him to a spot outside and buried him that's the least I could do.

I finally reached home again and hit the clubs. Maybe I would see someone I knew. Maybe not that was the way things worked. In sunrise finding friends was difficult if they went out on scavenge and never returned everyone knew what happened they just never spoke it. The city seemed safe but gangs still had control if you wasn't careful a gang might just challenge you and take you outside the walls. It was unfair to think that if you went the wrong way you could end up on someones bad side. I normally stay with a few others when I hit the clubs but tonight I went alone. I had to rid myself of today's violence and get rid of the kids image. I needed a cold strong drink.....

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After a night of parties and getting toasted. I headed out to get my guns there was no need for it but i decided to head to the shipping docks that was over run with hostiles. I packed up some Boosts and made sure I had my C4. I walked out the gate and down to the shore. soon the sound of guns and explosions rung in my ears. I made it. the LXM Shipping and X-Align Shipping centers was all in the same areas but the hostiles didn't care they wanted to route out any people from finding out what they did there. If i could kill as many of those Hostiles the better but it seemed they Had more entering Sunrise City's districts by the day. they must be thousands coming in from all over the district. I have to keep my Guard up. Unlike Chem-tech there are more Ambush spots here than anything. I need to go and find some cloths and last i heard this was the best way to find it. I lowered my Black Sea into position and walked into the Shipyards and already i saw a ambush but i caught it  and lobbed some C4 behind them and detonated it. the Echoes of the blast sounded in my ears and soon a swarm of strong arms and aggressors and a few militants came out of the woodwork. I ducked behind some shipping containers and fired as precisely as i could. I used the med boost to calm my heart rate and help me focus. i realized there was too many for me to take out with my Black Sea. I unslung my Oslo Ares and fired short bursts into the gaggle of bodies starting to pile up soon the gunfight here was over.

I walked up to confirm my kills and scrounge up ammo and any other items of value. I remember this is what my old gang leader told me to do. It was how most survived as gruesome as it seems. But in retrospect the dead wont need it anymore. I moved on and saw the familiar sights of a duffle bag. This one looked like the ones in Chem-tech's abandoned factory. I grabbed it and took it to a safe spot and moved on. Another ambush. I was too close to use the Oslo effectively. I snagged the Sigma at my side and fired burst into the attackers as they fell I found more stuff and moved on. I exhausted myself to the point of missed opportunities and decided it best to head home. I grabbed up the bags from the spot I hid them at and walked back to the city.

After arriving home i investigated what i had and found nothing useful to me so i put them on sale at the pawnshop. i later looked into a new modification for my Oslo as it was getting to be outdated. I thumbed through the listings the Pawnbroker had but didn't see anything useful for my tastes. I then said goodbye to the Pawnbroker and headed back to the clubs for another round of parties.

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Awesome stuff BK!  You keep writing and I will keep reading and rating :)

OG

I was at this one club, elegantly designed. I ran into a few SRS gangsters. One was my leader DVAlexe and the other was JohnVulcan. John and I had gone through a few battles together a few times. He was developing into a great sniper. DVAlexe was preoccupied it seemed so I let him be. I did talk with John for about an hour before we all called it a night. We all headed to the hideout to go over our business. Soon the whole gang that was available had showed up. We stayed awake plotting a few battle plans for tomorrow.we was going to split up the duties of getting what the gang needed. I was going to hit Chem-tech hard tomorrow. It was one of the best places to find treasures. i agreed to my job and left the meeting to catch some winks before starting out. If only i knew what the rest of the gang was doing then i would have stayed and payed attention but i was exhausted.

I awoke about 6:00A.M. and knew I had to clean my guns for today's battle. I also had to acquire ammo and some C4 I was running low. I left the hideout to head to the weaponry shops but first I stopped off to check the mail and received my money from the pawnshops finally. I trashed the letter's after pocketing the cash and moved on. I made sure my guns was ready. I had the man behind the counter fix any problems and also acquired some C4. After saying good by to the gun shop owner I walked back to the hideout for one last set of winks before embarking on my part of today's battles.

I looked at the clock it was 9:00A.M. perfect time. I grabbed everything up and said goodbye to some of my gangster's who was awake when I left. I moved with a purpose down the street to the gate. I had made it to the road up to Chem-tech. Though there seemed a problem today Douglas Avenue was filled with hostiles. the crumbling buildings set up great ambushes so i picked a spot and fired at the oncoming  enemy swarm. these men were different. They had better skill than i was used to. Behind me i heard broken glass. I paid it no mind. I then realized is I shot the swarm down with my Oslo that the glass was a Molotov [filtered]tail. as flames crept closer I move as fast as I could. I rolled left to a new cover spot. and fired some more. then I saw him. the biggest man i have ever seen. He must have been their boss as he was firing a LMG and screaming orders to the swarm of angry hostiles. If I killed him then the hostiles would cease their attack. I fired at him and heard over my shoulder a rifle firing. I glanced up and saw this woman with a sniper rifle firing over my shoulder. I knew i wasn't alone. I threw a set of C4 amidst the hoard as close to their leader as I could. I detonated it killing a few and finally after a shot from the sniper chick. The boss was dead and the hoard stopped and fled. I moved on Not Knowing what to expect

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And thanks OG for your kind appraisal i might not be the best writer but I'm glad you are enjoying my story.

Last Edited on: Sep 12 2010 12:48 PM UTC (Feb 10 2012, 11:06am GMT)

I Walked back into the Chem-tech had owned. an Erie silence filled the air. What to do know was sneak through the halls. I made my way to a door where i saw a huge jug behind it was a table on its side. i saw two heads hiding behind it. I fired at the rogues and killed them simultaneously. as the fell a pistol and knife wielding man screamed and ran at me i shot him in the head and moved on. It was starting to pick up and that chick with the sniper rifle was still behind me taking shots every few feet out the windows and down halls.I didn't know her name or even what her goal was. i just continued and searched for the precious supplies. the more i got the slower I became. "OK!" I said to the chick but not in particular. "I'm out of here for now ill be back in a few." I headed out the door to the streets as i finished my sentence. I ran as fast as i could to the bank dropped off my stuff and refilled ammo.

But by the time i returned the chick was dead. i never even got to know her name. I screamed at the walls and planted C4 everywhere as soon as was outside i blew up what was in my C4s ranges. the screams of mortally wounded men who lost limbs was heard i went in an with my Sigma put each out of their misery. i didn't care about the supply containers anymore. i was out for blood. i ran the halls killing whatever was in sight. I finally had to give up my killing spree as i was fresh out of ammo. I never knew what adrenaline really did till that day. i killed at least a total of 100 men in about 35 minutes or so. That was allot of death for one day.

 I Headed back to town drenched in sweat and speckled in blood. i was now ordered to a cleaning facility so i didn't scar the citizens that never left the city walls. after getting cleaned up i did what i do best i hit the bars for some booze. soon my journey of the day would come full circle and i would have to kill again that was the way it worked. I sometimes envy the dead they don't have any more fear or drama to contend with.

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the next few ideas i will write have no battle zones in the game i am purely going to make them up to fit my story better and i think it will be liked as i will delve into the fan fiction and will travel to a new location safe zone not in game. stay tuned to see how this adventure will unfold and i will introduce new characters and plot twists enjoy.

Last Edited on: Sep 13 2010 06:12 PM UTC (Feb 10 2012, 11:06am GMT)

It was summers end and nothing to do but find something to kill. i walked out on the gang SRS as i didn't want to drag them down with me i had some killing to do and i didn't want to get them involved. I had heard an old military buddy was being held hostage by the Rogues at the airport they took over. I was sure that it was going to be hell. I had to get through the airport and track down the enemy strong hold. I knew I would be in trouble, but i went anyway. As soon as i got to the Airport i saw what was going on there was some snipers up on the roofs and some militant rocket wielders as well. i carefully took aim with my AR as soon as i was close. I took them down easy. But it alerted I was there.  

I found myself in a shootout. I was lucky to hit a few of the Rogues. It never occurred to me what they wanted my old time friend for. He wasn't of any special use. Brian never took chances. He was never into drugs or any other issues. I had to find out no matter the cost. I layed some traps as i entered the Airport lobby. I even saw a chance to rest and heal my wounds. After 20 Minutes i decided to move on. I fired a few rounds down the lobby just to make sure i was alone. I crouched low using the old seats as cover as i made my way to the Tarmac. I saw at least 3 Cargo planes and a few private planes as well as a couple passenger jets. I had to find wicth one was the enemies stronghold. though the planes and jets couldn't fly they could be well protected. i had to search them one by one. I moved forward to meet a few Rogues and had another shootout.

The fighting lasted 15 minutes and I moved in to check the first cargo plane. Nothing but old cargo. Some might be valuable but I would have to come back for it. Finding nothing else good I moved on. I had a few Rogues to kill in the next plane, but still no sign of Brian. I finally got to the first of the passenger Jets and tied up in the back i saw Brian. He had a Boss of the Rogues and some others surrounding him. he looked like he was beaten and bruised. I couldn't use explosives or i would kill Brian as well. i had to be precise. I took aim with my AR and fired. 1, 2, 3, 4 and so on the shots came one shot at a time. The Rogues fell before they knew what happened but my luck would turn. The Boss fired his LMG at me and also his guards fired ARs and Shotguns. I was pinned down. I had to think of something and fast.....

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