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Well, it was bound to happen one of these days... Caine thought as a gang of the biggest, burliest, black guys he'd ever seen jumped him in downtown Indianapolis. He'd been out of the Eugenics Bunker for a few days now, roaming about Indy and flexing his new body to its limits while going around helping those in need. Minor things like getting a starving family some food, putting a gang in its place, and helping the weak and downtrodden. He walked as a God among Men and it felt great. His reflexes were razor sharp. His vision was pinpoint accurate. His strength increased tenfold. His speed was faster than ever, and he could run and sprint without tiring for a long time.
He was jumped while walking from an underpass after bringing food to a scrounger family. Two of them dropped down to land on his back, knocking him to the ground. Four more, two from either side from him, walked up. Their leader, the biggest, burliest of them all, grabbed Caine's head to make him look up at him. "Big Jim of the Chicago Shooters sent us to say hi to ya..." he chortled.
Then he and his five goons proceeded to play soccer with Caine's head.
Is that like the Lannisters send their regards or something? Caine wondered as he determined that he'd had enough. Instead of even attempting to block the flurry of kicks and blows from the raider crew that had jumped him, Caine reached down to his belt for his survival knife and slashed out to the side. Two goons went down howling as one man's Achilles Tendon was severed and the other had his ankle sliced right above the foot, cutting the calf muscle in half. The other three paused to look at their now fallen comrades in shock and that was all Caine needed to get up onto his feet and shove his survival knife through the stomach of one man to his right and pull upwards.
Blood splashed them both as Caine's knife went searching for the man's heart and lungs. He had a comical look on his face as he dropped to the ground trying to hold his guts in his belly. Caine took the new moment of Shock and Awe to attack at the next nearest man. Caine's knife was the last thing that went through the raider's mind as Caine shoved it into the guy's eye socket and twisted. Then, shuffling around, Caine used the man as a shield as the last raider decided that now would be a good time to quit playing around and to use his gun. What bullets that didn't go into the body of his buddy were harmlessly deflected by Caine's special cleric's vest that he wore that had been doctored to reflect, deflect, and redirect hot lead that was shot its way. Thank you, Henry... Caine mused as he finally pulled his own sidearm and shot the last guy in the kneecaps, sending him down screaming.
Two dead raiders with four left to question... It was a decent start.
Well... I guess that my grace period is over... Caine thought wryly after he finished interrogating the last guy. All he got out of the ones that he'd wounded was that Big Jim was the leader of the 42nd Street Shooters up in the Chicago Hab. They weren't your typical raiders as they didn't have as heavy handed of tactics like the Corning Crusaders had, but they were still pretty feared throughout the region. He pulled his sidearm and put a bullet into the head of the last thug, putting him out of Caine's misery.
It was time to go to Chicago and find out who this Big Jim fellow really was and why he had the nerve to put a hit out on him.
END OF CHRISTINA'S STORY.
- COMMENTS
202GE8 months agoI think this was hailed as a bad @$$ woman chapter but it was really a chapter about a skanky woman with sub-par judgement who lucked out by running into Caine. Also, the rejuvenation chamber is more fantastical than fiction.
4 Stars
The good part is that this continues the story line.
Anonymousover 1 year ago"When the Lord Chuck Norris does a pushup, He doesn't go up; He pushes the world down."
RavenBlake96over 4 years agoThis world has grown so much and just gotten more enjoyable.
The jokes and whatnot are amazing as ever and I really did like Christina
To pull a sentence from another reviewer: I truly appreciate the seriousness in which the characters of post Flare America hold our Lord and Savior Chuck Norris.
sgtbryan86almost 5 years agoJust finished up Chapter 9. I initially had some reservations reading the tag warning at the beginning of Chapter 1, but told myself to give it a shot. I am not disappointed at all. Especially since I thought the return of Cain was going to be some 60 something, unassuming geezer riding and old Indian, then dispensing hate and discontent.
I truly appreciate the seriousness in which the characters of post Flare America hold our Lord and Savior Chuck Norris.
Sandtalkerover 5 years agoI’m enjoying this series. It’s a good P-A, and stands on its own. The sex is just lagniappe. Thank you.
AlexClaytonover 5 years agoAuthor@LupusDei: I’m a big fan of the theory of “look to our past if you want to see the future.” The most recent countries in modern history to officially have slavery was Saudi Arabia, The Ottoman Empire, China, Mauritania, and Nazi Germany... and that’s just the mid to late 1900s with Mauritania being the last country to officially abolish it on the books as recent as 1981 and being made a criminal offense in 2007. So, as much as we’d like to believe that morality will be alright in a total societal collapse, the truth of the matter is that we are humans and we will revert back to a more primitive “might makes right” scenario should the apocalypse come. We, as a species, will do anything and everything we can to propagate so we don’t go extinct. Lines will get blurred before being eventually erased until our survival is ensured.
So thank you for catching on to that little bit. I’m glad that you got it. :)
As always; thanks for reading!
LupusDeiover 5 years agoAt the end you hit a theme I had been thinking a lot about lately. Why would that kind of tech be hid out in fallout bunkers and not used before the event? I believe your slavery ridden wasteland is probably much better equipped to accept advent of limited immortality than our current world where that might easily turn into a slow burn apocalypse event on its own right as it naturally begs for sharply stratified class society up to open slavery unless is universally available, - but that won't gona happen, not at first, not for a good time, and even in the off chance that's what meant to happen eventually, it's the transition that holds full colapse as an likely option as the last generation destined to die from old age won't go out all peacefully. And then, it naturally leads to stagnation as progress is much often made not by winning over minds but just waiting for old farts to die out. So yeah, it probably takes a resident apocalypse one way or another for human immortality to become socially acceptable despite many would try to claim otherwise.
AlexClaytonover 5 years agoAuthorTo quote the great Robert De Niro at the Academy Awards:
“The mind of a writer can be a truly terrifying thing. Isolated, neurotic, caffeine-addled, crippled by procrastination, consumed by feelings of panic, self-loathing, and soul-crushing inadequacy... And that’s on a good day.”
Being a writer, I can confirm that this is true. That said; I write as the stories talk to me and lately my mind is not clicking with “Vampire’s Harem” or “Sexual Gladiators” or any of the 40 some odd stories that I have in the works right now. When I finally complete a story, in full format for my readers now instead of piecemealing them together like I used to and how a lot of authors here do, it’s a huge sigh of relief to me that I can bring something to you, my readers and fans. I get panic attacks when I have long stretches without posting anything, and so the pressure to write mounts. When I receive decent to good praise and feedback, it fuels my creativity. When all I hear is “meh, I want X story right now”, it drives me away from that story and tempts me to delete it altogether.
So to those who have been supportive both here and via email; I thank you. To those who want one of my other stories out, I beg for a bit of leeway here as I try to bring you somewhat quality work.
Thank you.
nthusiasticover 5 years agoI liked Christina quite a bit, with her upbeat, never give up attitude. I'm tired of whiners, both here on this site and in RL. The ones in the comments are the worst; write faster, make her blonde, make him taller, didn't like the ending, when are you going to finish the story, etc., etc., etc. They need to get an attitude of gratitude, since we're lucky to have Lit with its remarkable authors
Thank you, Alex!
Medic975over 5 years agoI'm always excited for a new chapter. Not much post apocalyptic material out there that's so good.
