Fanon:Infiltration
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| Name | SimNation |
| Genre | Drama, Action, Adventure, Scifi |
| Created by | WikiBuilder1147 |
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| Original Run | 3 September 2014 |
| Status | Running |
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| Preceded by: | SimNation |
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Infiltration is the fourth episode of the Revolution series by WikiBuilder1147. It depicts the adventures of a group of youngsters against the oppressive regime under which they live their lives in constant scrutiny and fear.
Previously on Revolution…
After discovering the tragic tale of their country's troubled past, Ben Faulkner and Alex Townsend were captured by Government forces and transported to a top secret containment facility, where their friend Miami Hodgson is located. Now having knowledge of Miami's fate, Ben, separated from Alex, must find both his friends before it's too late.
Chapter 1
Ben Faulkner awoke with a war raging within his mind. He groaned, having little recollection of how the thoughts planted in his head managed to get there. He sat up from his hard metal slab of a 'bed'. He looked around the room, trying to find a way out--
The Government is eternal, said a small voice in his head.
"Shut up," Ben whispered to himself.
They are watching. They are always. Watching.
"God damn it, SHUT UP!" Ben shouted.
The voice became silent.
Sighing with relief, Ben continued to survey his cell to find a way to escape. He tried the door, but it was still locked. After spending several hours trying to find an exit, he lay back down on the slab, exhausted. He soon tried to sleep, but couldn't. After shutting his eyes for a while, he heard a clank before the slab began to move. Downwards.
After he disappeared beneath the floor of his cell, he opened his eyes again. This could be interesting.
When he emerged from the shaft on top of his bed, it was in another room with equipment and machines everywhere. He closed his eyes again before entering visibility of the other people below him.
The reeducation modules. Doctors began scurrying around him as they began fitting equipment onto Ben's body. Just before a hemispherical object was about to be fitted onto his skull, he suddenly jerked his arm up, punching a doctor in the face. In a panic, the other technicians and medical staff began rushing out of the room. Security guards entered the chamber, and aimed their weapons at Ben. Alarms began blaring all over the prison.
The guards began firing. Ben leapt out of his bed and ran across the room, dodging the bullets that were whistling at him. He took refuge behind an equipment stand. Bottles full of chemicals burst and in some cases briefly combusted before flashing out of existence. Glass went flying everywhere.
"Stop firing, you idiot!" said one of the guards. He had stopped firing. "We're going to bring the whole place down if you don't! There are chemicals everywhere!"
The guards stopped. They began searching the room for the boy. Ben tried to keep his breaths as quiet as possible.
Surrender! said the small voice in his head. It had gotten a bit louder. The Government cannot be defeated.
"Shut the hell up," Ben whispered through gritted teeth. There was a cabinet in front of him. He quietly opened it. Bottles.
He took one small bottle and read the label.
HCl. Hydrogen chloride (Hydrochloric acid). 12M. Warning: Highly acidic. Will burn the skin if physical contact is made.
He took aim at a nearby guard and threw. The bottle smashed against the guard's helmet, shattering into thousands of tiny pieces. As he looked around frantically in search of the origin of the bottle, acid trickled down the helmet and onto his clothing. It immediately burned through the guard's uniform. The guard's eyes almost burst out of their sockets in pain.
He screamed. Very loudly. The other guards were startled, and rushed to their comrade's aid.
Volleys of hydrochloric acid began firing from Ben's hiding place. The room was soon filled with the voices of several shrieking and howling men. Ben took the opportunity created by the guards' distraction and picked up one of their assault rifles. He exited the reeducation chamber before closing the doors and locking them.
Chapter 2
Alarms continued to blast noisily. A robotic voice droned unemotionally through the loudspeaker.
"Warning: Prisoner F-2113 has exited reeducation chamber 92 without authorisation."
The lights the lined the walls of the corridors repeatedly glowed red then faded out, plunging the halls into temporary darkness.
Ben cautiously walked down the corridor, prepared to shoot anything that moved with his newly acquired assault rifle. He had also taken the liberty to steal some ammunition and flashbangs from the nearby armoury. Fully equipped, Ben began to pick up speed, entering a light jog. He needed to find Alex and Miami. Fast.
He found a computer terminal. He decided to give it a go.
"Computer," he requested politely. "Please locate Citizen Townsend, Alexander and Citizen Hodgson, Miami."
Thankfully, the Government hadn't thought of needing identification in the prison computer network. The computer replied promptly, "Citizen Townsend, Alexander located in Cell F-5132, Floor 5. Citizen Hodgson, Miami located in Cell F-1023, Floor 1."
"Computer, locate the nearest elevator."
Before the computer could respond, there was a tinkle below his feet, followed by a metallic rolling sound. He looked down in horror.
A grenade.
He sprinted out of the way just seconds before the grenade detonated. The explosion sent him flying. He landed hard on the ground. Picking himself up again, he pointed his rifle out in front of him and began firing blindly in the direction from which the grenade came. There were some grunts that echoed through the halls. Several soft thumps on the floor. Ben stopped firing. No shots returned. Satisfied, Ben began to run.
Eventually, he came across an elevator. It opened automatically. After entering, he closed the door.
He had an important decision to make. Should he rescue Miami or Alex first? After giving this some thought, he came to a conclusion.
"Floor 1."
Chapter 3
To be uploaded by 12th September 2014, 1200 UTC