Good Afternoon Kaliber Part 5

A Celebration Is Needed

Time had ed. The sunset just resting over the water. It’s light orange glint giving a pleasing sight from up high. Then it showed Kaliber by himself

In a large room, with people taking drinks, and smoking cigars. Looking into cameras. An arial view of an convoy, and slightly smaller screen of suits inspecting, running, and looking at the convoy. Others already moving around in the trees. Some people watching the screen. The men dressed properly, their low key and elegant suits blend together with men with men. Men with women. A blend of relations and conversations being had. A woman with a darker complexion, her appearance of a petite Arabian model, her hair poofy and curly with similar assets, her eyes a dull golden appearance; dull blue outlines of her irises. A bright golden dress clung to her skin, no jewelry accompanied her.

Down below the blue night shined through the trees, with Kaliber moving along the trees holding his rifle. A metallic blue and red color, then transitioning to a different person holding the rifle. His suit all dirtied. He could tell this was the end. Using a grappling hook to transverse, with uniforms jumping through the tress all their eyes glowing red. This person bleed red. His face with a wide smile, knowing this. He stopped in the trees. Holding the rifle to his hip, and pulling out his pistol. Then meeting his dang tooth with his other at a unnatural angle.

“COME ON! YOUR RIFLES BROUGHT ME HERE! NOW ILL GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT! BUT FIRST! GO FUCK YOURSELF!” The person wearing an appropriate suit to the occasion. Having the silhouette of a man. A bright purple suit. A game. He knew what he was playing at. He heard behind him as more red eyes came after him. The person, sighs. Then finally taking a form different to his own, and rushes at the enemy. Then bodies with the person among them, spiked upon a long tree, the rifle recovered in a wasteland environment.

Kaliber still moving as gunfire ensued, the shotgun hanging from Kalibers waist. Kaliber then using his grapple hook and swings to the left, and landed on the street, and landing in front of a soldier, then Kal shot the grapple hook into the soldier and penetrating the armor, with Kaliber then pulling the soldier close to him, then aiming the rifle and shot out the brains with the, rifle, then tossing the body with the grapple hook retracting back. Kaliber holstering the grapple hook. Then walking along the side of the truck.

Other agents going along the tops of trucks, and moving along them shooting around, the gunfire was cut to a minimum, with the only rounds being the ones from the ground from ION, Kaliber rushes in on a group of eight and picks off each one by one. Then it becoming silent. The celebration room now looking at the screen intently. The woman watches intently.

Kaliber looks at a group of bodies, as a another walks up.

“Good killing there buddy. The big ones up ahead. And throw away that weapon.” He said then brought up a large M1911.

“Big bullets boy. 50 AE. With a lil extra gunpowder in there. Built for short and midrange.” He said boasting his weapon.

“I’ve been making this work so far. Haven’t had to pull my shotgun yet. And I took care of this group, that.” Kaliber said and bows a little humbly knowing what he had and walked away. The guy looked at the bodies. Kaliber walks by himself. The celebration room was watching as a front line operation was handled. A few bodies were missing from the room, as the woman from before was in a different room, smoking a cigarette, with it burning quietly, as she watched another camera. Hearing what a familiar voice and watching the rifle he held carefully.

“You sure made an interesting choice.” She finally spoke with a soft and sweet accent. She slowly placed her hand against her temple and relaxes, then looking at her cigarette, when a knock at the door, makes her slowly rise.

She yells out in Arabic. A man entered the room and the woman sighs. Looking back at the camera.

Then traveling through the trees. Kaliber and a few others were moving. Kaliber looks over to a clearing and sees something manifesting in a clearing. The others look over as well, they stopped, with Kaliber moving towards it. The others looks at each other, then use their grapple hooks and follow. All of them land in the clearing, and directly in the middle the clearing a swirl of darkness appeared. And soon the tablet that the women was holding went staticky, not able to get the best picture, but she was having trouble making it out. Her expression changes and she gets up, walking out from the room, with the man looking on. When suddenly the man was grabbed some invisible force holding him down to the couch and knocked him out. She looks around, then walks in the opposite direction of the noises of celebration, seems the parties started.

The woman walks into a camera room and looks at the tablet, and sees the team separated, with Kaliber the only one getting closer to the swirl. The others yelling at him to get away. Kaliber looks at them and walks closer without realizing. The three in the area started shooting.

The swirl ignored the bullets, then Kaliber looks the swirl in its abyss. And like a mirror, it’s shows himself. Then a creature stood in the mirror. A catlike humanoid appearance. Kaliber reaches out to the creature. The others begin firing into the swirl. Yelling for Kaliber to step away. Kaliber stuck inside the creature stare, calmly the creature grabs Kalibers arms which were already outstretched. The creature pulls him inside then Kaliber landing on the other side, on his side. He grabs his rifle and turns towards the swirl. As the creature had taken a misty humanoid cat appearance, then dodging the bullets masterfully and tendrils popping from the ground. Then penetrating through the ground and made quick work of the three. Kaliber, stands up holding his rifle, then aiming at the misty figure. The misty figure turned to him, he feels something come over him suddenly brought to his knees. The misty figure stares at Kaliber for a moment. Kaliber blinks and the misty demon was in front of him.

Kaliber wasn’t scared or anything, he felt calm in the presence of the demon, who extending its hands, as a multitude of tendrils exit from the creatures back. Kaliber closes his eyes, he feels something smack him back sending him back a few feet from where he was. The misty demon disappeared.

Kaliber looks over at the three lifeless bodies. Kaliber stands up, collecting his rifle, which stood where he was pushed. Kaliber walks to the three, then taking his hands and placing it upon his ear.

“Mic check, can anyone hear me?” Kaliber asked into it.

‘What is it Kaliber?’ Said a voice on the other end.

“Me and three other tangos, ran into a creature...I was the only survivor of the encounter.”

‘What? What happened?! A creature? Out here?’ The voice asked worried.

“We found this swirl in this opening, then it turned into a creature unlike anything I’ve seen. The creature, attacked us first. The three tried engaging and got killed in an instant. I managed to get a couple good shots in. The creature disappeared, after I gave chase. I’m making my way back to the the deceased now. I’ll see you soon.” Kaliber explained and lied extensively, as he went to the bodies, one was flipped on his stomach, he turns the body. Kaliber aimed his rifle and shot into all three separately. Shooting them in the thickest part of the suits collar near their neck. On the other end, cameras flip off.

Kaliber stands there for a bit when a group of three appeared. All sporting their rifles and pistols. They walk to Kaliber, who was standing a few feet away from the three.

“Kal. We’ll take care of the mess here. Get with everyone else. The targets are getting desperate.” A female said and Kaliber nodded his head and ran into the forest.

The three stood there and waited for him to leave, when they started collecting the bodies. They noticed the holes by their necks and they patted it down finding the camera destroyed as well as the entry wounds. They pay no mind to this, but take note of this. And they saw multiple puncture wounds through the hearts.

“This creature is still out there Kal said.” The female said and picking up the body and slouching it over her shoulder, the others do the same.

“It’s strange though. Why would Kaliber be the only survivor...is he not telling us something?” A male voice said.

“It is strange. We’ll find him after.” The male said as the three disappeared from the clearing.

A small group of ION move into a large military base. Being sneaky as they make quick work of half the base in a short amount of time, and quickly moved. Following one, who was dragging his knife against a wooden wall, running along it. A small group of three turned, as the female silhouette lands, with multiple slashes through the air, landing in front of them, as they fell into pieces. Then another, who was flying silently, with the sounds of the wing flaps, turning throughout the air, throwing daggers through specific points, with the sounds of bodies thudding throughout. Then the silhouette landing, male like in appearance, then pulling out a silenced pistol, walking forward. The third and final ION member, wore a suit of red slick, flowing unnaturally by itself.

His hair a slivery grey. His eyes as blue as the sky. Staring at the rest as peasants, when he swiftly moved around the base, and the sounds of grunts and moans from guards could be heard, as the entire base grows ever more silent, till the third was back in his place, holding out his hands, looking into the sky. His face had a few blood spots on it, his knife soaked from the blood of his last victim, dripped slowly. Until the third took the knife and licked both sides of his crimson stained blade.

The party invested in the third patron. Taking sips of drinks from their high castle, in their lonely secluded mountains. Engaging in their sinful ways. A celebration was needed.

The Story of The Hornet.

Kal stood beside a new group of ION assassins, walking up to the base, and finding the three responsible for single handedly taking out the base. The third stood in a tranced state, with the knife still pressed against his tongue and looked toward the new group, then spotted something. He removes the knife and slithers into the group. And suddenly standing behind Kal and looked over his shoulder, spotting the weapon. The third makes his presence known and Kaliber a bit spooked turns around hesitantly greeting the man in red.

“Your weapon. That wouldn’t happen to be Hornets weapon? How’d you get ahold of that rifle?” The man asked timidly, bolstering his knife around, expertly welding it.

The party room, focused on the front line. All change their cameras. The woman from before looked on, and scanned the room. As they all took their drinks and soon all focused on the cameras.

Kaliber looks at him for a second, with everyone looking at him.

“Huh. I got this from my armorer.” Kaliber responded and the man, leans his head back, his gaze not escaping Kalibers. Stepping backwards.

“He sure is a fine craftsmen. I must meet him.” The man said and laughed before disappearing. Kaliber looked and scanned his environment, he felt his eyes water for a second. He knew he didn’t feel welcome. Kaliber walked through the crowd, with the special ION keeping a close eye on Kaliber. Following throughout the compound, throwing off dead bodies from watchtowers, cleaning up. Kaliber kept his gaze low. Soon exiting from the compound. The others watching him. Kaliber felt all their gazes, intrusive dark thoughts started clouding his head, he felt his gut wench under this pressure, but then taking a deep breath. He didn’t know where he was going. But felt the need to run. No one followed him. Kaliber took out his grappling gun taking off.

The special ION , stood watching the forest line, as Kaliber made his leave. The party room filled with sadistic smiles. The only ones who didn’t look was a large man, smoking a large cigar, who glanced at the camera, but not thinking twice. The second was the female who was no longer present in the room. Showing her exiting the doors, with a couple guards. Closing the doors behind her, with a valet, handing her keys to her.

“Enjoy your night Ma’am.” The valet said, with the woman walking away without saying anything.

Alice sitting in a room, thinking to herself while taking a sip from a small glass, reading something, looking comfy.

It shows Kal, who was looking behind him, while standing on a cliff, looking off into a city. Kaliber looks behind him for a few seconds, taking a few deep breathes, then looking at his rifle. He jumps off and lands, and runs onto a Main Street, with cars coming from both directions.

The sounds of the cars disorienting to Kaliber; running, and dodging any cars coming his way, almost getting hit by one, picks up his rifle, and aims it inside. Going around and opening the door.

“Get into the enger seat. I’m driving for now.” Kaliber said and the driver freaked out for a second, then Kaliber repeated it again in their native tongue, the driver, gets out. With Kaliber forcing him into the enger seat. Kal gets inside the car and aims his gun, at the driver.

“Tell anyone about this. You’ll be wishing you didn’t.” Kal said in the same tongue. The driver nods his head hesitantly. Then Kaliber speeds off in the car. A lone police officer, who was parked saw the initial jacking, turns on his headlights, and speeds off after Kaliber. Kaliber sees this, then laughs. He then sped up, holding his hand out the window and motioned for the cop to come get him. Yo which the cop did, speeding up. Kaliber moves through traffic expertly. The cop staying behind. Kaliber finding his exit, after a few minutes of chasing. Turns off, with the cop following a few second behind. Then Kal pulled over, with the cop soon pulling up behind him.

Kal looks over at the driver, then placing his rifle in the backseat, then pulled out a pistol from his hip, aiming it at the driver, underhandedly, and made the driver look at it, before Kal puts the gun under his left thigh, then looks at the mirror, with the police officer, coming out with a taser pulled out, walking to the window and aimed it inside. Then Kaliber yelled out.

“Officer. Here’s my IDs, now be careful reading them sir. Trust me this is a misunderstanding.” Kaliber spoke in the same tongue, and handing out two IDs. The officer took them hesitantly, with the taser trained on Kal, and looked, then looking at Kal again. And lowers his taser instantly. Then handing back the IDs.

“Sorry, sir. Please forgive me. Please enjoy your night.” The officer suddenly straightened up, then promptly left. Kal pulls out from the shoulder and drives off the driver in shock at what just happened.

Kal makes it back to the apartment, and gets out of the car.

“You’re free to go. Now get outta here. Tell anyone, you’d be wishing you hadn’t.” Kaliber said simply and went inside. The driver frantically goes back into his driver seat and peels off. Kaliber walks inside with weapon drawn. The woman at the front desk, gets scared, with Kaliber quickly picking up the rifle with the barrel over his head, then with a two tooth grin, walks past her. Throwing a small wad of cash at her, then walking to a elevator.

Entering the elevator, Kaliber looks at the rifle, lifting it up in the light. He thinks back to the encounter, becoming paranoid for a second, then shakes it off, when the elevator door dinged opened. Kaliber walks out walking down the hallway, then entering the apartment, with Alice reading her magazine, as Kaliber es, with his rifle down. And looked up at his quickened pace, as he started collecting his bags, placing the rifle on the bed. Alice stands up.

“What happened babe?” She asked suspiciously.

“I don’t know Alice, they started commenting on me. It was the weirdest thing.” Kaliber explained a little nervous, trying to make sense of it really; going around while collecting the bags.

“Commenting on you?” Alice said not believing him.

“Well listen. The gun. They were commenting on that. Nobody liked it apparently.” Kaliber said pointing at the weapon, then standing there for a second. Alice looked at the weapon. She walked to it, then picked it up, and holding it for a second, inspecting the weapon.

“So you ran? Like that?”

“Everything told me to run. I couldn’t control myself, Alice. It was weird. This whole night’s been weird...” Kaliber said and looked down.

Alice stood there for a moment, looking at the weapons and at Kaliber.

The manager stands inside his secret room, he was looking at the rifles on his wall, and turning to find one missing. The manager smiles spread ear to ear, his eyes shut. Chuckling softly.

“Oh, Kaliber. The things you don’t know.” The manager said to himself softly and started cackling. Then hearing the sounds of the stairs creaking behind him. His smile returned to a normal look. Then turned as, a slim man, dressed in a silky red stood at the door.

“I’m assuming your the guy, that lackey was talking about. How’d you get your hands on that rifle?” The man asked, the manager chuckled.

“There are many here, so you will have to clarify?” The manager said extending both his arms at the armory, as the man drew closer.

“The Hornets rifle. We destroyed it, how did it end up in the hands of the lackey?” The man asked once more. The room suddenly turns black with white only on the outlines of the walls.

“The hornets rifle is a close treasure of mine. Found it after you murdered my wife.” The manager said his facial expression changing, as he stood hunching over the counter, his arms spread out a bit, bringing him lower; his head low but remained in direct eye to the man in the red.

“Oh, Lucifer. You know what Mr. Light will say, handing a weapon like that in the hands of a rookie.” The man in red said walking closer to the counter, as real flames started erupting from the walls, and the manager manipulated them, as they moved around the room freely. The man in red covered his face for a second, and then looking back at the manager.

“Asmodeus. Your father wouldn’t appreciate you coming here, especially without his permission boy.”

“Don’t bring my father into this. You have a weapon that was given to the rookie. Why would you hand off a weapon like that in the hands of him?” Asmodeus explained and stated. Lucifer, breaks the counter, as it turns into black and blue flames. The two stare into each other’s with Asmodeus started cackling. Lucifer stood there with a now lit cigarette in his mouth.

“That rookie will be your reckoning Asmodeus. You already know what your father did to him.” Lucifer said and got into a offensive position. Asmodeus did the same.