After formulating a plan to feign allegiance to Bretimus, both Lien and myself do so and basically plead to join him. Bret I must admit was somewhat cautious at first, because he is a sharp guy, but he does cut us loose and, much to our enjoyment, let's us go. He, along with two other guards, motions for us to follow him. Lien and myself, however, had one ace up the sleeve, or rather, paralyzing darts we both hid on our persons before they can find them.
Where we hid them, id rather not tell.
So the first chance we got, we palmed out little darts and, before anyone could react, jammed them into the sides of the two sentries that Bretimus had with him. Needless to say, he wasn't happy, so he tackled me to the ground and was about to use his hammer on me.
But Lien then tackled him back! Good love Lien like that. He grabbed the hammer and was about to smash Bret's brains in but Hammy attacked.
Fucking Hammy.
Bret was still on the floor, the wind knocked out of him, but Hammy was doing a number on Lien, clawing his face and stuff. I punted Hammy in the face (gotta love abuse to animals like that) and grabbed Lien. He was in bad shape, I was in bad shape, but we had one chance.
Semi-conscious, I dragged him with me to the shoreline. Much to our dismay we found out that we were on a cliffside. Lien needed a rest, but unfortunately for me I got smacked in the face by a fucking hammer. It was a pretty bad blow so much so I still have the stitches to prove it, if you look at the right side of my head.
It was Bretimus, of course. The fucker was chasing us now and trying to kill us both. But Lien went into hero mode, and a fight ensued, kinda like this!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fwj8pqtiWlE
Good way to end a major fued, isn't it?
Lien got smashed hard with Bret's hammer. So hard he said to me his ribs were crushed and he can't go on. Bret was in bad shape but still alive, until I threw one last paralyzing dart (this one was hidden in a worse place then the last one, so id rather not say where it was) into his back. It was nice to see him convulse and die, especially after all the bullshit he spewed, he needed a peaceful death.
Lien was dying. He knew, I didn't. He told me to go to the boat on the bottom. I told him I didn't want to leave him, but then he slapped me in the face (the bastard!) and said "don't be a fool. You got to survive, someone has to survive!"
I never knew Lien was a fan of Dawn of the Dead.
So he got up, and walked away. No idea where, or even how, with a broken body. But I imagine he found a peaceful place to rest himself.....
(I have no idea how to compare it, sorry.)
So, my head spinning and bleeding, but somehow scrambled down to the shore. There was a boat about a quarter mile from the shore, with guys looking at a smoking island basically. I waved for them, even swam a bit into the surf, and the boat came closer.
The guys let me on the ship, and asked what happened, and that was it.
Everything that happened is as I told you just now....
So it's time to raise a glass (you bet your ass) to Lien! The dude saved my life, I just wish I could have saved his.
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