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Friday, 15 January 2021

EFT/FC5 crossover fanfiction: Seperate Ways: Sleepless Massacre (Factory)

 Plot: The girls take a risk and do 3 tasks on their own. Propor is the one who is giving out the tasks.

It has been a few days since Rachel, Claire and Grace have been out in Tarkov but Propor is about to keep the girls busy for a night.

Propor: Ah, glad to see you all here.

Rach: What is up?

Propor: What is down? Who knows with you kids now a days. Anyway, i have jobs that need tending too and i figured why not you three

Dep: Should we be honored?

Proper: Depends American. How good are you ladies at cleaning up scum?

Rach: Practiced.

Propor: Well 1 of you must go to Customs, 1 to Factory and 1 to Woods.

Grace: Why?

Propor: 2 will be done at night time. Does that make you fell better?

Grace: Hardly but whatever.

Propor: Who ever goes to Factory will have to kill a lot of people. Same for Woods and Customs.

Rach: PMCs?

Propor: No, local gangs and shit like that. Though if any get in your way... got ahead and add to the body count.

Dep: That is why you gave us those NVGs.

Propor: You will have to wear helmets to mount them.

Rach: How much?

Proper: Try Ragmen or your buddy Fence.

Rachel goes to Ragmen to find a helmet that can mount a GPNVG-18 NVG. Ragmen points to a couple of options but Rachel settles for the Diamond Age Bastion Helmet, mostly do the its black color and lets the girls use a headset. Rachel returns home with her purchases.

Dep: What ya got?

Rach: Here.

Grace: Not bad.

Dep: So... who is going where?

Rach: Factory is mine.

Grace: Woods.

Dep: I guess i'll go Customs then.

Rach: Want too become a 'demon' Dep?

Dep:Wha?

Rachel has been a busy girl since coming to Tarkov, other then killing and making money. She has surfed the web for face paint designs (when it works). So she has a few to use. Thanks to Ragmen she got some stuff too make face paint (He basically gave it too her). After a bit they look in a mirror.

Dep: *whistle*

Rach: Well?

Dep: Damn good Rachel.

Rach: Now let us finish up, we have too be where we are in a few hours. Grace?

Grace: I will leave at sunrise.

Rachel and Claire leaves at 2300 hours (11pm). Rachel takes along her Tactec plate carrier and not her Sagia. 1+5 30 round mags for her Archangel and 1+5 pistol mags. She also takes some VOG-25 grenades, and some that have a 2 second fuse, and some "help". The 3 areas the girls are going to aren't far from one another so they can regroup quickly. Propors people drop off Rachel at the entrance to the Factory area and she work her way inside.

Rach: Time to see how these NVGs work.

With a flip the NVGs fall over her eyes and light up. She can see a lot more then her old Arma sight ones and picture is much more clear, despite the picture being in a green hue. Rachel on a catwalk above one of the larger areas, below she can see Scavs sleeping.

Rach: Wakey, wakey you cunts.

She uses one of her VOGs, brutally killing the group of 3, starting her night of 'fun.' The explosion alerts the whole factory area. She continues by staying high up the rafters and catwalks, killing 5 more. Scavs hide in containers but Rachel kills them her grenades. The Scavs are freaking out, they have no idea who is killing them or from where. Rachel works her way into a hallway with holes in the wall, she shots out the lights with her pistol and listens.

She can hear the faintest sounds coming from the office. She uses her Archangel and fires through the door closest to her. The Scavs inside return fire through the door but Rachel has a good idea of where they are. Entering through the other door, she kills them then reloads. Rachel knows there are other hiding spots here, so she next checks the showers next. From the office area there 2 ways into the showers, she heads toward the sink side. The door opens outward, so with quietness she opens the door, her rifle ready to fire.

She enters, it is pitch black other then a glow stick in the corner of the room. Her Nods give her a big advantage, but she has no idea of how many Scavs are inside. She throws a piece of ruble from the floor over the row of sinks. When it hits the ground, gunfire erupts from the other side of the room. She uses the sounds to cover her own movements, since the Scavs are just unloading. When the shooting stops she makes her move, entering her old hiding spot, killing one, then quickly pushes the rest killing them.

Rach: Now for the tunnels.

The factory tunnels aren't a big area but are full of sharp corners. She clears the tunnels and finds no one. Now she must clear the rest of the factory and there are plenty of hiding spots. Rachel plays a slow and methodical game. She eventually finds a Scav hiding in a corner.

Rach: Skol'ko zdes' vas samikh? (How many more of your kind are in here?)

"Vy vsekh nas perebili!" (You slaughtered us all!)
 
Rach: "Ne to chtoby mir upustil vashu otsenku." (Not that the world will miss your assess)
 
"Ostal'nyye slyshali vystrely, oni idut za vami." (Other heard the gunshots, they are coming for you)
 
Rach: Khoroshiy. Pust' prikhodyat. (Good. Let them come.)
 
Rachel kills the Scav and heads back up to where she entered and waits. She doesn't have to wait long when she sees the beam of the flashlight pierce the darkness. A group have entered the factory, just like the other Scav said they would. Though through her NVGs, Rachel can tell these guys are different.

Rach: Raiders... 

Rachel knows how to handle them, Better gear, weapons and tactics then normal Scavs, she plays the slow game. She waits on the upper levels near the office area. A group of 2 come up and Rachel deals with them quickly and quietly. However, the rest are in the underground. So Rachel uses her "help." She modified some old Soviet RDG-2B smoke grenades to emit gasous Bliss. She finds the ways down to the underground and throws down her grenades. It doesn't take long for the Raiders to start coughing and they begin to seeing and hearing things. Faith makes an appearence to the Raiders.

Faith: Vy yeshche pridete syuda? (Are there more of you coming here?)

"Kak minimum yeshche odna gruppa." (At least one more group.)
 
Faith: Khorosho. A teper' sdelay odolzheniye bednoy nevinnoy devushke ... i ubey sebya. (Good. Now do a poor innocent girl a favor... and kill yourselves.)
 
The Raider do just that, Rachel hears the aftermath. Faith reports back what she was told and she readies herself for one more group. She has to wait a few hours however and by that time the sun is just starting to poke itself above the horizon. Now Rachel has a choice, either kill the group or leave. She decides to stay and see how many show up. The group shows up, however it is only 2 Raiders. She deals with them as quickly as she can and them writes down how many she has killed. 
 
Rach: Right around 13 or 16 of them. Better go and met up with Dep.
 
 Rachel exits through a door outside and rushes over to Customs. She sees Claire running along the road.

Rach: How many?

Dep: More then I care to count... but the old man should be happy. You?

Rach: 13-16 of them.

Dep: Wow. We had better go and check on Grace.

The girls hear gunshots in the distance, so they rush toward them as the sun light makes the world brighter.

Thursday, 1 October 2020

EFT/FC5 cross over fanfiction: Unlikly Alliance.

Plot: Grace, Rachel and Claire exit the train after taking some loot. After becoming lost, they run across a group of BEAR PMC's. Thanks to her extended time in Tarkov, Rachel helps break the language barrier.

The girls collapse on the floor of the train car as it leaves the military base.

Dep: Holy shit...
 
Rach: That was out of control.
 
Grace: Haven't been in that intense shit storm since Afghanistan.
 
Rach: We had better take stock of what we got and look around this car. Hopefully there is some useful shit.
 
Dep: Ouch.
 
Rach: You alright?
 
Dep: Looks like i got hit.
 
Rach: Better look for meds.

Grace and Rachel look through some crates for supplies. Rachel finds a Grizzle medical kit. Inside contains more then what she needs to help treat Claire's wound. Grace finds some MRE's and water. They don't know how much time they have but quickly check everything.

Grace: How you guys doing on ammo?
 
Claire: Half a mag for my M4 left... 1 full for your M1A Rachel. 2 pistol mags.
 
Rach: 1 partial, 1 full for my Archangel, partial for my Sagia but 3 pistol mags left.
 
Grace: 2 mags for the MPX but 4 mags for my SR-25. You have fill you partial mag with mine Rachel. Still got all my pistol mags.

Rachel and Grace's use the same caliber of ammunition, so Rachel takes what she can and fill her partial mag. With some food and water in their system they hop off the train when it slows down. They are in a forest area and begin moving in case they were spotted exiting the train. After half an hour the trio stop for a break.
 
Grace: I think we are lost.
 
Rachel: I am with you there.
 
Dep: Anything look familiar Rachel? You know this place better then us.
 
Rach: Sorry to say that nothing looks familiar. Sorry guys.
 
Grace: Well we should-

Suddenly a voice yells out "Zamri! Ruki vverkh!" (Freeze, hands in the air). With lighting fast reflexes the girls raise their guns in the direction of the voice. 4 BEAR PMCs have their assaults rifles trained on them. The girls are out gunned and they know it.

"Zhenshchiny?" (Women?)
 
Rach: "Kto-nibud' iz vas ponimayet angliyskiy?" (Do any of you understand English?)
 
Grace and Claire look at Rachel and one of the BEARs raises his hand. "A little."
 
Rach: "Ili vy by predpochli russkiy yazyk?" (Or would you prefer Russian?)
 
"Mozhno po russki." (Russian please)
 
Rach: "U nas s vami net nikakikh pretenziy. Ishchem Pravil'nogo." (We have no beef with you. We are looking for Propor.)
 
"My dolzhny. Davay." (We are too. Come on.)
 
 The trio follow the BEARs. One is in the front and the other 3 cover the rear. The BEAR commander asks why they are there, stating all of the civilians were evacuated. Rachel states she is in Tarkov because of some dirty deeds involving her friend Claire. She mentions Gregory and the BEAR replies that he is a cunt and a bitch. But no one can find his boss as he is always on the move. As they walk the 3 BEARs behind Claire are doing a lot of talking and Rachel is giggling.
 
Dep: What are they saying?
 
Rach: They say you have a nice ass.

Claire turns around and the 3 BEARs are giving a thumbs up. Claire gives them the bird and their commander tells them too knock it off. They walk for a while longer before stopping to take a break. Claire is one of the persons on overwatch. As one of the BEARs walks behind her he grabs her ass. Claire grabs his fingers and twists them (along with his wrist) at a very painful angel, causing the BEAR great pain.

Dep: Rachel, translate for me so this cocksucker can understand.
 
Rach: Right.
 
Dep: Keep your hands and eyes off my ass and on our surroundings. If anyone my friend died because you are "distracted", then i will cut your dick and balls off. Got me?
 
Rach: Derzhite ruki i glaza ot moyey zadnitsy i ot nashego okruzheniya. Yesli kto-to iz moikh druzey umer iz-za togo, chto ty «otvleksya», ya otrezhu tebe chlen i yaytsa. Podlovil?
 
The BEAR nods 'yes.' Claire releases him, pats his shoulder and says "Good boy." The group gets going again. The BEARs lead the trio to the town area, a place Rachel has only been too once.
 
 Rach: Only been here once guys, would suggest we follow our BEAR friends here.
 
"Dikiye brodyat po etoy oblasti, raschishchayem put'." (Scavs roam this area, let us clear the way.)
 
Rach: "My sami ne plokhiye strelki. My pozabotimsya o biznese." (We aren't bad shots ourselves. We can take care of business)
 
Dep: In case you forget, we don't have a lot of ammo. 
 
Rach:  Skol'ko u vas boyepripasov? (How much ammo you guys got?)
 
"Mnogo." (plenty)
 
Rach: We'll be fine.
 
"Otkuda vy, damy, vzyali vse eto snaryazheniye?" (Where did you ladies get all that gear from?)
 
Rach: Zabor (Fence)
 
The BEAR commander laughs can they begin the slow trek through the town. The BEARs have no suppressed weapons, so the girls have to do the silent stuff went needed. But they do eventually reach an area that is protected by Propors people. 
 
 "Nu vot i my." (Well, here we are.)
 
Rach: (Spasibo. My dolzhny obnalichit' i vernut'sya domoy.) Thank you. We have to cash out and get home.
 
"Udachi." (Good luck)
 
Rach: Khorosho. No poslushayte etogo MEDVEDYA. YA i moi druz'ya ubili vash sobstvennyy narod i USEC. Yesli vy vstanete u nas na puti, my ub'yem vas i vsekh ostal'nykh. V etom meste net pravil i miloserdiya. (Fine. But hear this BEAR. I and my friends have killed your own people and the USECs. If you get in our way we WILL kill you and everyone else. This place has no rules nor mercy.)

"My znayem. Nadeyemsya, chto ne slishkom uvidimsya na drugoy storone polya bitvy. Vy, damy, ochen' khoroshi." (We know. We hope not too see you on the other side of the battlefield. You ladies are pretty)

Rachel and Claire hand over the shell and Proper already has the battery from Fence. Proper gives out Rachels payment and few other pieces of equipment for their trouble. Though Propor tells them they will need said equipment later. They return home to relax.

Rach: Thank you Fence for the battery.

Dep: No kidding, we wouldn't have gotten out in one piece.

Grace: Why did that old guy give us those NVGs for?

Rach: Don't know.

Dep: By the way, how the hell did you learn Russian?

Rach: When you dive into enough minds, you can pick stuff up.

Grace: Russian isn't easy too learn Rachel.

Rach: I am probably screwing up some words and phrases. But i get my point across.

*Claire gets up and grab a drink*

Rach: The BEARs were right.

Dep: What?

Rach: You do have a nice ass Dep.

Dep: Fuck you Rachel.