Thread: Portal - The Inquisition of Eastborne

It was sunny that day but it wasn't really the time for people to enjoy it. The first of the refugees had just arrived a day or two ago and panic had began creeping into the townsfolk as any delusions of security the people might have had were shattered. The five friends were hanging out in their usual place when Sam said, The empire is coming. What do we do? Jill said, My family is going to flee. Should we do the same? Tom responded, Nah babe, we stand and fight. The empire wouldn't know what hit 'em. They'll be sorry they messed with Eastborne. My folks are cowards but not me I'm staying here and protecting this place. While Jill admired Tom's courage, Heidi Heather ever the realist, raised a fair question. You do realize the Empire both out-number and out-gun us right? How are we going to do anything to them? The group went quiet. Just like it has always been, Sam was the one to come up with an answer. We hide out somewhere and wait for the Empire to go through the town. Once they have passed this place, they won't suspect a rebellion to brew here. We'll gather recruits from all other cities that the Empire attacked and take them down. We can't stand up to them directly so we'll use guerilla tactics. Tom didn't like the suggestion but he reluctantly went along with it. The idea of hiding in the cellar of this abandoned house and creating a secret tunnel to the sewers was Johnathan's idea. He used resources from his dad's old shop to fortify the cellar, dig the tunnels and arm themselves. Johnathan was a emotional kid and a bit of hothead himself but compared to Tom, he was very laid back. He could also be quite smart when his emotions didn't get int he way of his judgement. Thus, we was treated seen as the smarter and more logical of the two boys. He didn't like the idea of having to sit around while the people got slaughtered but he saw the futility of facing the Empire in their current state and he ended up going with more long term plan and living to fight another day. Today was the day, they had discussed and planned for ever since the refugees arrived. Johnathan gritted his teeth and primed himself to go through with the plan keeping himself calm by assuring himself that there is literally nothing he can do to save the town but wait out the storm and spearhead the rebellion. The four people he cared about the most were with him in the cellar so he was managing to stay frosty. That was until Tom stood up and headed into the sewers. Just like that, the first crack appeared in his composure. Tom is going to die and he must do something. What's worse, when Tom exits the sewers to fight the Empire, it would lead the soldier straight to the cellar. Johnathan's thoughts ran a million a second. Stay Frosty. Stay Frosty... Johnathan had to do something and fast... to save his friends and keep the rebellion alive. Johnathan had a supernatural talent of being able to use anything he could get his hands on as an effective and deadly weapon. However, he had one weapon that he designed a long time ago. He trained with this weapon ever since he first designed it as a kid. As he grew, the weapon also grew with him. When ever his dad would teach him anything about weapons, he would incorporate it into his signature weapon and refine the design. As he grew in size and strength, he made bigger and heavier weapons. It was a kind of mace which got thicker and heavier the further it got from the handle It's like a wooden baseball bat that had long nails hammered on to it so that it causes more damage. Except the bat is made out of metal. He quickly stood up and grabbed his signature weapon and ran into the sewers after Thomas. Tom, wait! If you go out there now, you'll not only get yourself killed but you'll lead the Empire straight to the cellar. Stop! Johnathan yelled as he disappeared into the sewers after Thomas.