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Continued from "Death Game 2020"
A familiar sensation, waking up on a medical bed after feeling yourself die. At least for me, and most likely the others in the Apex Games. It was a form of immortality, and I'd been able to replicate the device on my own, making a deal with the Death Game operating staff to sync with their off site medical facilities. "Hrugh..." I cough, swinging my legs off the side of the cot and gingerly touching my midsection. I'd been bisected in half, but the near instant transport into a medbay crash stretcher had ensured my survival yet again. And then I remembered who had done it to me, and my eyes snap open fully. I storm out of the medical facility, and as soon as I leave the threshold I'm immediately transported back to the spot outside New Abraxas that I had been taken from.
"WITT!!!!!" I growl, remembering him in his strangely familiar red outfit flying around like a buffoon. They were here. Wraith and Mirage. Two other Legends. The closest thing I had to fr- acquaintances. With their arrival in the Crossroads, I could no longer count on anonymity to save me. I would have to find some sort of mobile safety. perhaps a ship. It could be the start of my new lab, and with the information I had about the newly empty legendary city, I was sure I could barter enough of it for the coin to acquire a small interplanetary shuttle.
If Mirage and Wraith were working together, it would do no good to go burning after them immediately. Now that we weren't in a sanctioned bloodsport, outright murder became more complicated.
A familiar sensation, waking up on a medical bed after feeling yourself die. At least for me, and most likely the others in the Apex Games. It was a form of immortality, and I'd been able to replicate the device on my own, making a deal with the Death Game operating staff to sync with their off site medical facilities. "Hrugh..." I cough, swinging my legs off the side of the cot and gingerly touching my midsection. I'd been bisected in half, but the near instant transport into a medbay crash stretcher had ensured my survival yet again. And then I remembered who had done it to me, and my eyes snap open fully. I storm out of the medical facility, and as soon as I leave the threshold I'm immediately transported back to the spot outside New Abraxas that I had been taken from.
"WITT!!!!!" I growl, remembering him in his strangely familiar red outfit flying around like a buffoon. They were here. Wraith and Mirage. Two other Legends. The closest thing I had to fr- acquaintances. With their arrival in the Crossroads, I could no longer count on anonymity to save me. I would have to find some sort of mobile safety. perhaps a ship. It could be the start of my new lab, and with the information I had about the newly empty legendary city, I was sure I could barter enough of it for the coin to acquire a small interplanetary shuttle.
If Mirage and Wraith were working together, it would do no good to go burning after them immediately. Now that we weren't in a sanctioned bloodsport, outright murder became more complicated.