Yep thats right, im writing a story, this is what i got so far, hope this is in right section, its stalker related but on a large extent that i though a thread here would be ok.
Let me know what you think - ill keep adding to it as i go along.
"Man Made Hell" the 3 words used to describe the Zone, the creation of the zone is both good and bad, on the one hand you have the good side, the new research and new findings, the bad side, the people who leave behind the open and free world to live and scavange in the zone, everyone has their reasons for going to the zone, some go for the money, some go to escape the life they have elsewhere in the "Normal" world, some go because they have lost everything else they had, and look for a new place to find comfort and peace in, the Zone may not be a idea of peace, but to some it represents just that, a symbol of nature taking over from humans, where humans can be helpless to what has become of nature, a monstrous perversion of nature can be defined in so many senses, theres no real way to explain the Zone, other than to view it from your own eyes, and see the horror that it holds.
Name: Vitik Cross
Age: 23
Occupation: None
Date: 23/10/2011
"You can't just worm your way out of this Vitik, you owe us, we have gave you long enough to pay up, tell ya what, im a nice guy, ill give you 2 more days to get the money, if you don't deliver, well ill take your life as payment, which will be a shame, you see i like you, but im just doing my job." *Dial Tone*
I walk over to the cabinet and pull out a bottle of the stiff stuff, i grab my flask and fill it up, and take a sip from the bottle, before doing up the cap on the flask and putting it in my pocket and the bottle back into the cabinet and shut it, its gonna be a long night, i gotta find this money, or im dead, i know a person who owes me a favour, maybe its time to call up on him, see what hes at. I pick up the phone and dial in his number and wait for the ring.
*Ringing noise followed by a light thunk*
"Hello?"
"Hey its Vitik, listen, i need your help, i need some money and before you say no, just remember what i did for you"
".........Fine, meet me at mine in about an hour, how much do you need exactly?"
"About 10 thousand rubles"
*Dead line*
I put the phone down, grab my coat and my other things, lock up, and leave, i close the door, and check it to make sure its shut and locked properly with a hard push and tug and twist on the handle, i start walking down the road to the Bus Stop at the bottom of my street, the light above the stop gleams down in the pavement and the beat up bus shelter.
I pat my pockets to double check i have my things, a gentle rumble comes closer as the bus nears the stop, i reach into my coat and pull out my wallet, a loud hiss comes from the bus as it stops infront, its doors open and i walk up to the driver, give him the money, and walk to the back of the bus and sit down, the driver pulls off, its gonna take awhile to get where im going, so i lay my head down and close my eyes, the driver shouts out when the stop is coming up anyway, so i should wake up ok when we get there.
"Hey!....buddy its the end of the line"
I struggle up to my feet and walk towards the front of the bus, rubbing my eyes, and again checking my pockets and looking back where i was sat to make sure i left nothing behind, i get off and my stop is straight ahead is Lenechka's house, a old derelict place, with a huge wooden door, i knock twice and wait for a reply, the door slowly creaks open followed by a voice. "Hurry up and get in" as i cross the threashold of the door he slams it shut, almost catching me in it.
"Whats wrong?"
He grabs me by the arm and drags me into a small room. "Nothing, look here is the money, i dont care why you need it, just take it and go quickly" I briskly ask "What the hell is wrong...whats going on?"
A loud banging at the door rings out and then a small gap of silence before the next burst of banging on the door.
"Oh shit, Vitik you need to get out of here now" "Why?" i ask. His face full of terror he shouts. "Just fucking go now will you, do as i say for christ sake" He grabs my wrist, turns my hand, puts the money in my hand and points towards the back door, i look over at the door and look back at him, he sighs and pushes me towards the door, the banging at the front door has stopped. "Look Vitik, you're a great guy, and im glad to have known you, but its best if you never saw me again, for your own good"
I open the door, and look out.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" A hard pain goes around my face, and a loud crack sound comes from my jaw, i fall down and clutch my face and i drop the money without thinking.
"Well well look at this, You helping Vitik pay off his debt Lenechka? do you remember what we spoke about awhile ago hmm?"
"I do yes, but im just helping Vitik out, you have to understand please."
The pain starts to die away to only a hard throbing sensation, i unclasp my face and look at Lenechka who is stood there shaking, i look over to the door and see Roman, the "Bill Collector", the one i was on the phone to earlier.
"Now Vitik, i know i said id give you time to get the money, but i said YOU had to get the money, not letting others pay your debt" He leans down and grabs the money i dropped, and then walks back out the door, i start to pass out and only faintly hear him say that i have another 24 hours to get the money by myself.
I wake up cold in Lenechka's kitchen on the floor back door open, birds chirping and the sun pushing rays through the holes in the curtain in the door window, i force myself up and look around for Lenechka, but he seems to be gone, i walk outside and close his backdoor, its his problem if his house is robbed, im guessing he ran off somewhere, that or hes upstairs, in anycase, i don't care, i just gotta get out of here, i walked into town and there was a military officer in old WW2 Russian Camo Fatigues, he was handing out some odd flyers of some sort, so i walked over and decided to check it out, he handed me one and said nothing.
The flyer had a lower leg and waist, or atleast one leg and the other missing, with some crutches on either side and a blue army hat on the floor with coins in it, and russian writing.
россня, не забввай своих героев, чужого горя не бывает. - Russia, Don't forget your heroes, Unshared tragedies do not exist.
It had an addresse on it, the recruitment building, a though went through my mind, what if i join the military, not only would i escape this godforsaken place, but i don't have anything to leave behind, so what does it matter.
I walked down to the block where the recruitment building was and walked in, and waited in line and followed it along, i got to the desk and the officer stood up and walked around me, looked me up and down with a menacing look, turned to one of the privates and nodded at him, the private came over grabbed my arm and pulled me into a side room, inside were a couple other people, one was a eldery bloke, not to old, maybe mid 40's, a couple of young 20 somethings and a young 18 year old.
A older Officer walked into the room, and closes the door, a well built fellow, large muscular build, strong face, about 6ft, regardless he came in, looked around the room, pulled the radio from off his waist and said "Send them up."
A few men opened the door holding a large metal silver trunk, and set it down, the officer walked over to the trunk and dismissed the other men, he opened it up and inside were some large bags.
He laid them out on the huge table in the middle, and told us to wait, he walked out the door closing it after him, we all looked at each other and then looked at the bags, the youngest lad went over to one of the bags and peeked inside, turned to us and said "Its a uniform, and they all have numbers on them."
The door rattled and opened, the young lad jumped up and moved from the table, and stood with a guilty face, the officer walked in along with a highly ranked commander, and laid some documents on the table, the commander stood at the table, as the officer walked out the room, and then came back in with a chair, he set it next to the table and the commander sat down and started looking at the top document on the pile.
"Vitik Cross, nice strong name, 23 years young hey?, i see you spent some time in prison, for assault, i guess we could use a guy like you, a violent type, troubled past, makes it all the better in the field, one question, why are you wanting to join the military?"
I had to think of a reason, i couldn't exactly say i was hiding from Gangsters due to debt, but i had it.
"I wanna enroll in the military, as i want to become a man, i want adventure, i want experiance, i want to start afresh, and give something back to the country i was born and raised in"
The commander pulled a face, as if he was almost impressed by what i had said.
"Vitik, i can see we are gonna get along very well, on the table are some bags, on those are numbers, grab bag 3, and follow the officer."
I grabbed the bag and followed the officer, he led me to a changing room, i went in and put the bag down, i opened it and turned it upside down and emptyed it on the little stool infront of me, a uniform, and a metal gas mask, i put on the uniform and leave the gasmask off, but kept hold of it in my hand and walked out the room.
The officer took me back to the room and i saw the commander stood on his own.
"Ah good Vitik, if you wait a second ill breif you all, when the others come back in, but first i belive you have the ability to lead people, so you shall be the highest ranking of the 5 of you."
The door opens up and the other 4 walk in dressed in their uniforms.
"Ah good the commander said, listen up, this is Vitik, come here Vitik." i walked over and turned and stood by the commanders side.
"Vitik here will be squad commander, there will be no military training, mainly because you aren't going into the frontlines, you are infact going to Ukraine, you will not be coming back until your mission is complete, or you come back in a body bag, that clear, now you will be taken and dropped off at Cordon, pretty much the edge of whats called the Zone and the entry point for the military, and other....lets say...exclusive clients." The commander chuckled.
"You will recieve your orders upon arrival, along with your equiptment according to your outfit, and remember, IF you come back, what happened in the zone, stays in the zone, that clear?"
We all nodded and got lead out to a helipad, sitting on the pad was a MI-26, we loaded into it and sat down, and strapped in, the commander jumped in also, and handed me a package.
"Don't open this till you get to the base got that?"
"Yes sir i understand, but what is it?"
"You will see when you get there Vitik, take care out there."
He hopped out the helicopter and ran off holding his hat, whilst the blades of the Helicopter span and created a large displacement of dust and wind around the pad, a large jolt shook us as we took off, the loud whirring of the helicopter blades was driving me mad.
We was all silent in the chopper, i decided to try and get some sleep, its gonna be a long ride, and my jaw was still really painful thanks to Roman.
"Vitik wake up, my god you're a heavy sleeper, we landed, we are here, come on."
I grabbed my mask, and hopped out the chopper, it was really early morning, the sun up high, really sunny day, quite nice infact, my attention shot from the sun to the large group of Military walking up to us.
"Which one of you is Vitik?"
"I'm Vitik Sir!"
"You don't have to call me sir, rank counts for shit in this hellhole, you just do as your told by the "Boss" and everything will either fall into place or kill you...i kid i kid, hes an alright bloke, come with me ill introduce you"
He lead me up the road to a large base, just as we got to the main base, the helicopter than dropped us off, started up and took off.
We went into the main "Office" as i would call it.
A man was stood with a clipboard reading, he turned to us and put the clipboard down, with a very heavy Russian accent, he started to speak.
"Vitik, i heard alot about you my freind, listen i was speaking to the commander, he put in a good word about you, anyway lets get back to the point at hand these are your order sheets, Vitik is ofcourse the Commander of your squad, if you do not follow his orders, he has the right to shoot you, if he dosen't shoot you, someone else will if i order them to, so do as he says and you will be fine"
I looked at him with a odd look, i took my order sheet off him as did the others.
"Ok Vitik take your squad to get outfitted in the armoury, follow this man here, he will take you there."
We followed this rather tall and rather skinny bloke to a large warehouse type of building, we walked in the front and there was a old man in a military uniform just like the others.
"Welcome, welcome, i see they sent over some new guys, thats good, listen my name is Valery, and this is my "Shop" i guess you can call it, if you need to buy ammo or weapons or have anything that you think i might be intrested in, just come to me, now how can i help you guys?"
"We just got told that we had to come here to be outfitted, the commander told us to come here anyway."
"Ah yes on your order sheets on the back should be a number, come one at a time and ill sort you out, you can start Vitik."
"I have number 3."
"Number 3 would be commander, i should have known, come with me."
He opened a little door to a caged off entrance, and then closed it and walked over to the door opened it we walked in and it was pitch black, he closed the door and turned on a light, i was greeted with the site of a warehouse full of guns hung up on walls.
"Now Vitik, you can have anything you want in here, but you only get one primary, and one secondary, so choose wisely, the guns you choose will save you time and time again in the Zone, do you have any idea what your looking for exactly?"
"No Valery, im afraid not, i have no idea what half of them are."
"Tell ya what, you grab a gun and ill give you a quick overview of it, that shound fair?"
"Sure cheers Valery!"
The selection was HUGE, ranging from what i could gather little SMG's and Pistols, to Shotguns and Rifles, Assault Rifles, and so much more, one weapon caught my eye.
"Valery what is this gun?"
"That my freind is a Korobov TKB-408, it fires in full auto or single shot, it uses 7.62x39mm rounds in a 30 round mag....."
"Ok Valery, i think i get the idea, please don't overload me with details, ill take this, what about handguns where are they?"
"Follow me"
A small black pistol caught my eye.
"Valery what about this one?"
"That is a MP-446, 17 round mag, takes 9x19 rounds."
"Sounds good enough for me."
"Now Vitik, you must go and and completed the orders on your sheet, i will outfit the rest of your squad according to there numbers, they don't have the freedom of choice like you do, now go, before time runs out."