Flight: Chapter 6

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Chyler had frozen as soon as one of the other players spoke up. Matthew didn’t seem too badly hurt, the only wound he had was already wrapped in a bandage. His hands were bound though, and he was wearing some sort of mask that only covered the lower half of his face, probably to stop him from talking.

Turning her attention to the other group, she realized how they’d moved so quickly. All of them were wearing a leather bat-suit. If one of them used wind as their element, they could fly. Besides that, she couldn’t see anything identifying on the others. No visible weapons and no signs of other elements.

The other group consisted of two girls and two guys, all of them appearing to be in their early to mid-twenties, but that didn’t really give anything away. You could make your avatar look however you wanted it to in this game.

Chyler opened her menu, navigating into her inventory. She didn’t really have anything in there that she needed at this moment, but if they got into a battle after they left they would be goners.

“And what if we refuse?”

The voice came from her right, just before she started dropping things from her inventory. She looked over at Dylan, who had his hammer drawn and ready for battle. If he tried fighting all of them he would lose, and she was a ranger so she couldn’t offer much help this close up.

Chyler pulled out her bow and an arrow from her quiver. She docked the arrow, though didn’t pull back on the string yet. Matthew looked directly at her, giving a small nod. They were thinking the same thing.

The leader of the other group opened his mouth to talk again, but before any sound could come out, she pulled the arrow back and released it, right at Matthew. He twisted just in time for the arrow to pass through the bindings keeping his hands back. He was already conjuring up a storm of metal dust as the other team realized what was happening.

Dylan lunged forward, smashing the leader of the other team in the chest, forcing him into one of the girls of the group, who had just pulled out her knife. The two toppled over, tangled together as they started to roll down the hill. The other two pulled their weapons out in time to be caught in Matthew’s storm.

What looked like bubbles formed around the two people left in the storm, none of them metal dust able to get through it. Maintaining the bubbles left only one fighter left who still didn’t have his weapon drawn. The ground underneath Matthew suddenly crumbled, leaving gravity to do its work. He started rolling down the hill, towards the others who were just now getting back to their feet.

The girl who’d created the air bubbles, now no longer fighting against another air user, sent her bubbles out as fast as she could, the extra metal dust in the air slicing at Chyler and Dylan. Chyler fell over from the blast of wind, sending her rolling towards the others. They would probably be ready to attack by the time she got to them.

Her momentum was stopped abruptly as she hit a rock that jutted from the ground. Pain burst from her right arm, radiating quickly through the whole extremity. Probably broken or dislocated, or both. She struggled to push herself to her feet, using the rock she’d hit as a crutch.

They were already in the air, moving back down the mountain. Before they could get very far blasts of metal dust put holes through their wings, which in turn caused them to fall from the sky. They crash landed, rolling down the side of the mountain once more. She ran towards the group with Matthew a few feet in front of her.

Three of them were glowing a dark red, which gave her a moment’s trepidation, but she moved forward still, ready to face the group. They were already all untangled by the time they got there, but one of them wasn’t standing. The girl who controlled air seemed to be either unconscious or dead.

“Empty out your inventories and we won’t kill you.”

Chyler was almost as surprised that she had said those words as the others were. They didn’t hesitate, though, working to empty everything they had. Matthew and her worked on picking everything up, stuffing it into their own inventory. It didn’t take long for all of them to clear out their inventory, and one of them worked on emptying the unconscious one’s inventory.

“That’s everything we can afford to give.” The words came from the other girl, who was glaring at them.

Matthew gave a small nod, now fiddling with the mask that was still preventing him from talking. Chyler didn’t say anything, but the group took their cue to leave. They struggled carrying the unconscious girl down the hill.

She pulled out a knife, turning to Matthew again, simply cutting the string holding the mask to his face. He took in a sharp breath from his mouth as the mask came off. Neither of them said anything as they made their way back up the hill, both of them thinking the same thing.

Dylan was laying on the ground in a pool of murky blood, multiple stab wounds going through the general area of his heart.

He was dead.

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Flight: Chapter 5

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Everything seemed to stop as the announcement ended. It was like none of the wildlife- like nothing at all dared to move. There was no sound at all, just people standing around, filled with shock and a whole flood of different emotions that would take a while to figure out.

Chyler was the first one to break the silence, her voice barely reaching out to the two people standing next to her.

“It can’t take them that long to fix it, right? We’ll only be here for a few days, if that… Right?”

Her friends were already shaking their heads before she’d even finished her sentence, one of them speaking up.

“No, this type of problem might be rather hard to fix. Not to be pessimistic or anything, but we should prepare for the worst. We could be here for a long time.”

Neither of the other two had a response to that, and the group was once again plunged into silence.


Most of the day had gone by and none of them had said anything yet, but they were working. They moved towards the mountains to set up a camp. Once they found a useable spot, Matthew had gone out to scavenge whatever supplies he could, while Dylan and Chyler guarded and set up the camp.

Chyler wasn’t really a fighter, but thanks to her element, she was basically a human radar system. Every minute or so, she would send out a burst of energy, and if a player was within its range she would know where they were and which direction they were going.

Dylan, on the other hand, practically built his character to fight. He’d chosen metal for his element, which gave him slight ferrokinesis. He couldn’t lift, bend, shape or do other things in that vein, but he could use it to change a regular swing with a big metal hammer into one that could punch a hole through just about anything. Even without the ferrokinesis, since he chose Barbarian as his class he got a power boost.

Matthew had chosen Elementalist as his class, which meant he could use two different elements, but his other fighting skills were highly diminished. He never needed his other fighting skills, though. He’d chosen metal and air as his two elements, which allowed him to create something of a sandstorm with metal flakes instead of sand.

Whenever Matthew and Dylan got a chance to fight together, no one ever stood a chance. Their two separate fighting styles filled in each other’s weak points, making the two of them unbeatable together. Adding Chyler’s ability to see most sneak attacks coming, and their team was practically unstoppable.

Chyler’s thoughts were interrupted by a new group showing up on her internal radar. A team of players were close to Matthew, who had wandered to the edge of her radar. The girl stood up immediately, turning towards where they were.

“Matthew may be in trouble.”

Dylan stopped building the campfire he’d been working on for almost thirty minutes, turning to look the same direction Chyler had been looking. He opened his mouth to say something, but the girl spoke first.

“I know I’m not a fighter, but I’m going with you. I can help in my own ways.”

The Barbarian shut his mouth, simply staring for a few moments. After a small sigh, he pushed forward, towards Matthew and the unknown team of players.

As a precaution, Chyler sent out a stronger wave of energy, pushing almost a mile past what she normally did. There was a second group, the new one was five people, on a different part of the mountain, where her team had been climbing up. Probably not part of the other group, but she’d have to watch to make sure they didn’t take over their camp.

It was a short run to where Matthew was, only a minute or so until they got there. The team she’d seen on the radar were all on the ground. They were alive, but with their wounds they might not be for long. None of the players were Matthew.

Chyler let out another extended radar shot, and the group of five people was the only others within her range.

“There’s only one other group that I can pick up, and they’re two miles away. Unless they moved really fast, that’s the only other place he could be.”

Dylan gave a small nod, already moving as he did. “Let’s go then. He could be hurt.”

The two of them ran once more, towards what would hopefully be Matthew. When they were about halfway to where she last caught the group, Chyler let out another radar burst. She stopped dead in her tracks.

Without saying anything, she turned and ran back up the mountain, towards their camp. Dylan was close behind her, not even questioning the sudden change in destination.

By the time they’d gotten to the camp, it was already gone, everything packed away and put into somebody’s inventory. The group was there, waiting for them, with Matthew tied up and gagged.

“Empty out your inventories, and we won’t kill you.”

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