Guns and Swords (remake)

[Harakiri]

I am going to conserve forum space and have decided to instead of write a bunch of stories, rewrite the Guns and Swords series. The first couple chapters will be the same as they were before.

 

 

 

 

 

Guns and Swords

 

Prolouge

 

Chapter 1

 

 

 

Zach Archer lay on the hard concrete outside of the factory named:

 

ARCHER CORP.

 

Zach was half asleep. Beside him lay his scabbard, with his swords hilt protruding from the end. The only thing that kept him awake was the constant horns, blaring from the cars at the busy intersection of Third and Fourth streets.

 

 

 

Zach was seventeen. A high school dropout. In everyones eyes, a failure. Zach did not think he was a failure.

 

 

 

Zach had the goldeneye. The eye of the sword master. Only fifty people on the earth could be a sword master. The catch of being a swordmaster was that you had to kill your own father before your coming of age (21), in order to make the demon inside the goldeneye not take you over, and ultimately use your body as a vessel to destroy the world.

 

 

 

Zach's father had a goldeneye. That was the problem. He was more powerful than Zach. But Zach had to kill him. Or it would be the end of humanity. But that was the thing. Zach's dad, Bob, was a scientist.

 

 

 

Zach's dad would contain the evil demon Zach until it was time for Bob to kill him. He would probably use evil demon Zach as a weapon to kill all his enemies. You see, his father wanted to take over the world.

 

 

 

Zach had no idea what plan he was hatching at the moment but Zach had to kill him. Or die trying to kill him.

 

 

 

Zach checked his watch. 1:07. Late enough. He grabbed his sword from beside himself and stood to his full height of six foot five. He then ran to an emergency exit and began to use a lockpick to open the door. A small CLICK, and Zach was in.

 

 

 

Zach unhooked the hooks that kept the holster of his Uzi closed. He gripped the Uzi's stock. He gently closed the door behind him and ran down the empty service corridor. The lights were on very dim, but just light enough that someone could figure out where they were going.

 

 

 

The corridor opened up to a room full of crates. Zach took a small swiss army knife and shoved it into a gap in the top. When he pulled the knife out, the whole top of the box came with it. Zach pulled his knife out of the piece of wood and looked into the boxes contents. Machinery. There was ton of metal in this box.

 

 

 

Zach replaced the top of the box and continued to a part of the room full of plastic tanks with liquids in them. Zach jumped onto a hundred gallon vat. It had a twist top on top. Zach turned it and pushed the twist top aside. Inside, there was a bubbling liquid. Acid. Zach could tell.

 

 

 

Two voices. Zach jumped down and put his back to the vat.

 

 

 

"...I don't know Archer wants with all this stuff."

 

 

 

" He's crazy is why!"

 

 

 

"No he's not, he's a bloody genius!" Zach caught his english accent.

 

 

 

"You think everyone is a genius!"

 

 

 

"No I don't! He is just smart as hell"

 

 

 

Their footsteps stopped.

 

 

 

"The twist top is off the vat!"

 

 

 

Zach pulled his Uzi out of its holster. One of the guys were taking out his walkie-talkie when Zach jumped out of his hiding place and shot them.

 

 

 

Zach ran for it. He entered another corridor, this one with a lab at the end. Zach ran in and jumped all the desks in the lab. A man with an AK-47 noticed Zach and tried to shoot him. The glass tubes full of liquid exploded and fell to the floor. Some of the shrapnel cut into Zach's flesh. His droplets of blood left a trail. A large glass window was in Zach's way of a hangar with airplanes and two tanks in it.

 

 

 

Zach jumped through the window and fell to the ground about twelve feet below. Zach found himself surrounded by guards, AK's trained on Zach's head. Zach dropped his Uzi and kicked it away. One of the guards stooped to pick it up and thats when Zach struck.

 

 

 

Zach jumped onto the guys head and jumped on top of a fighter jet. Zach ran along the back of it and hopped onto another jet. Zach jumped off the jet and ran for the door at the end of the hangar but stopped. On a catwalk above stood Zach's father. Bob told the advancing guards to stop.

 

 

 

"My son." He said deeply.

 

 

 

"Dad" Zach said this with a hint of happiness in his voice.

 

 

 

"Why are you so happy?" Bob asked.

 

 

 

"I get to fight with you and get revenge."

 

 

 

"You will not get revenge here. Just death."

 

 

 

Bob jumped onto the rail on the side of the catwalk. He then let himself fall to the floor of the hangar. He stood valiantly. He looked mostly like his son. Golden eyes, brown hair, a lean figure. They both wore leather jackets, jeans, and combat boots. Zach and Bob both had there hands on their swords hilts.

 

 

 

They both drew at the same time. Swords clashed. Sparks flew. Bob pushed real hard and knocked Zach off balance. Bob swung as Zach tried to keep himself from falling to the ground.

 

 

 

Zach got his balance and continued to parry his fathers blows. Eventually, his father started using more power. His blows were stronger. Zach was not able to parry one of his blows and Zach was suddenly bleeding. Zach clutched his stomach, where warm blood oozed and fell in a puddle to the ground.

 

 

 

"Shouldn't have tried kid." Those were the last words Zach could make out before he fell to the ground.

 

 

 

End of chapter 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

Family matters

 

 

 

The doctors surrounded the bed. Bob walked in and ran to the bed, shoving doctors out of the way. There lay Mary Archer. A baby nestled now in a doctors hand. Naked and bloody, the baby began to cry.

 

 

 

"What will you name him Mrs. Archer?" Asked the doctor holding the child.

 

 

 

"Zach Dylan Archer."

 

 

 

"Would you like to hold him Mr. Archer."

 

 

 

Bob took him in his hand. He was covered in blankets. Bob unwrapped the one over his face and saw to his horror, the golden eye.

 

 

 

"Isn't he adorable?" Asked Bobs wife.

 

 

 

"Yeah..." Bob knew what Zach had to do in order to not destroy humanity. He knew that all people with golden eyes were Satan's minions, brought to Earth to show God that Satan was powerful. Of course, the first golden eye was a chinese philosopher who figured out the meaning of it through contact with Satan's brother, the most powerful Angel, Mosses.

 

 

 

So for years, people have had to kill their own Fathers in order to let the demon in the golden eye have a soul to chew on till the vessel the demon was in died. There was one thing that could ultimately cause all golden eyes to go berserk though. If Satan found a way to get onto Earth. Then, the Demons inside the human vessels would be even more powerful and Humanity could say goodbye.

 

 

 

All this to impress God.

 

 

 

Bob sat in the waiting room. He thought about his history lessons about his eye. It was not only the eyes that told everyone he was a demon vessel. He also had Satans mark on his arm. He always wore a glove so as not to show anyone the mark. He was not a Christian. If he entered a church, a holy ground, the demon would be destroyed along with the human vessel.

 

 

 

A doctor walked in and motioned for Bob to follow. Bob followed her to the nursery, where only one crib was filled, the one with Zach in it.

 

 

 

The doctor left. Bob pulled open a window and looked down. Not to far to the alley below. Bob pulled out his Colt classic. He had to kill it. He had to run. Get surgery to look different, rename himself. That never did happen though.

 

 

 

He aimed it. The baby was sleeping. Bob put his silencer onto the barrel and suddenly...

 

 

 

"BOB."

 

 

 

Bob shot on reaction and missed. The bullet entered his wifes stomach. Blood soaked her hospital gown. She fell out of her wheelchair.

 

 

 

"No...no...no!"

 

 

 

"Goodbye...and make sure to tell my son, I love him."

 

 

 

"Please don't die..." Tears began to well up in his eyes.

 

 

 

"I know why you tried to kill him...and I don't regret my death. I saved my son... Thats what counts. I...loved you...until...now..."

 

 

 

Her breathing stopped. Bobs tears mixed with the blood of his wife, pooled all over the tile floor. Bob ran. He jumped out the window and ran. The doctors found Bob's wife and Zach. Her wedding ring was off her finger. The baby began to cry.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Orphan care was a terrible fate. He was made to do chores at age 4. He was made to wash dishes, take out trash, and scrub the toilets. At age 6 an old man with one golden eye and a blue eye adopted Zach. Zach was brought to a school where he was taught fighting styles. He went to normal school as well. He continued this routine until he was 16. He then dropped out of High School and went in pursuit of his father. He had seen the newspaper clippings, heard the stories. His father had killed his mother. Nobody knew why. And Zach wanted revenge...

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Zach woke up. He was in a small room. He was lying on a comfy bed, with bandages all across his stomach. The doctor gasped as he saw Zach get up.

 

 

 

"Lay down, lay down."

 

 

 

"How long have I been here?"

 

 

 

"Two days."

 

 

 

"Jeez..."

 

 

 

"Your lucky you are alive. Your dad drove you here, basically dropped you on the front step and left. He gave to these flowers though."

 

 

 

Zach looked at a bedside table beside him and saw some roses. A note was strung to one of them. Zach pulled it off and read the neatly written note:

 

 

 

Better luck next time kid.

 

 

 

Zach balled it up in his fist. Then he looked at one of the roses. A glint caught his eye. He grabbed it and saw it was a ring. Another neatly written note was strung on it reading:

 

 

 

This was you mothers wedding ring. Take care of it.

 

 

 

Zach checked the ring for any traps but found none. He put it on.

 

 

 

"You better lie in bed. You don't want the stitches to come out."

 

 

 

"Stitches?"

 

 

 

"It took about 150 stitches to close the 5 wounds you had."

 

 

 

"Jesus."

 

 

 

"Your telling me."

 

 

 

"So...anything to do?"

 

 

 

"Well, we can call a Mr. James Barber. He said he would come over when you were awake."

 

 

 

"Oh yeah, I have not talked to him in at least a week."

 

 

 

James was Zach's best friend. He was not a golden eye, but he was an expert swordsman. They met in Zach's fifth year at the Fighting School.

 

 

 

"We will get James on the phone right now. You just stay there. Here, watch the news, catch up on whats been going on in the world."

 

 

 

The doctor flipped on the television in front of Zach's bed.

 

 

 

"...In other news, Archer corp. is now opening a lab on Easter Island. It is said to cost over three billion dollars just to buy one acre of land there! Archer is spending over fifty billion dollars to build this new lab. Where does he make all this money is a good question."

 

 

 

"He sure doesn't pull it out of his [wagon]." Came a familiar voice.

 

 

 

"James!"

 

 

 

"He was in the waiting room. Come to check on you." The doctor said.

 

 

 

"Well take a seat, we have a lot to get caught up on..." Zach said.

 

 

 

"I'll leave you two be." The doctor left.

 

 

 

"So, whats the status on operation KILL?" Asked Zach.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The next (new) chapter on next post.

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3. The diamond- A story about a large diamond with a small skull in it that can unlock the secrets to the past.

 

4. Master Chief's wonderful adventure- A short parody of Halo.

 

5. The random show- a bunch of parodies of books and movies.

 

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7. Perfect Human- A biological experiment gone wrong.

 

 

 

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[Harakiri]

Chapter 3: Easter Island

 

 

 

The helicopter flew over Easter Island, circling the islands perimeter. Bob stared out at the island, feeling relieved that he was finally going to build a new lab.

 

 

 

He thought back to his son. Zach was an idiot to challenge him. Zach could not face him alone. Bob was just too powerful.

 

 

 

The helicopter started to land. Bob pulled on a headset so he could speak to the pilot.

 

 

 

"Where is my escort going to meet me?"

 

 

 

"In a small shack near the northern cavern." The pilot replied.

 

 

 

"Right thanks." Bob pulled his headset off and began to unbuckle his seat belt. He felt a thud as the chopper landed on a helipad. People from news companies across the globe had cameras ready and were speaking enthusiastically, hoping to find out what this new lab would be used for.

 

 

 

The choppers door was pulled open for Bob and Bob hopped out. He made his way through the throng of reporters and began to walk toward the shack the pilot said to go to. The news people followed Bob. Bob told them to leave.

 

 

 

"Get out of here, it's none of your business what I am doing with my new lab!"

 

 

 

The news reporters started to walk off, mad that they did not get to ask Bob any questions.

 

 

 

Bob carefully walked up and down the hills, walking around the large stone heads in his path. He soon found himself on a beach with a small shack next to a large entrance to a cavern.

 

 

 

Bob went into the shack, and saw his top scientist, Richard Toglac, inside drinking a cup of coffee.

 

 

 

"Bob, good to see you made it!" He said, pouring another cup of coffee for Bob.

 

 

 

"Why would I miss my chance to see where my new lab is going to be?"

 

 

 

"You will be completely surprised by the location of the secret lab." Richard said, handing Bob the cup of coffee.

 

 

 

"Probably not too surprised."

 

 

 

"Oh, very. A whole network of caverns at your command. Pretty much this whole damn island is yours."

 

 

 

"Hows that?"

 

 

 

"Well, your fake lab will be on the surface, while the main lab will be in an underground cavern system that spans the whole island. This system is so large, that I think we could put hundreds of thousands to work in the lab!"

 

 

 

"Really? Sounds good. What are the plans for the fake lab?"

 

 

 

"We are going to build a pyramid-like building as the fake lab. The other branches of it around the island will be normal square buildings."

 

 

 

"Good. Anything valuable worth mining in the caverns?"

 

 

 

"I was going to get to that. Tons of gems such as diamonds are in the caverns. You could make a large sum of money off those."

 

 

 

"Yes. Well, I would like to see this cavern."

 

 

 

"Sure. Follow me."

 

 

 

************

 

 

 

Zach and James ate at McDonalds on their way back from the hospital.

 

 

 

"Christ, you know your dad is powerful!" James said, eating a McGriddle.

 

 

 

"Yeah, but you know how I just want to kill him. I don't want my demon..."

 

 

 

James looked around. "I don't want it either. Your father says he is protecting himself so he can control you when you become a demon but their is no way he can control a demon!"

 

 

 

"There is. He would know. He's the super genius."

 

 

 

James finished his breakfast. He looked at Zach thoughtfully.

 

 

 

"Next time you go to fight Bob, take me along. We can kill him together."

 

 

 

"Yeah, I might..."

 

 

 

CHAPTER 3 END

[Unoalexi]

Wait.. so is this about goldeneye or Bluejay? :-s

[Harakiri]

Wait.. so is this about goldeneye or Bluejay? :-s

 

 

 

Guns and Swords...screw the blue jay thing, I found my rewritten copy of Guns and Swords so I am gonna post that.

[Unoalexi]

Wait.. so is this about goldeneye or Bluejay? :-s

 

 

 

Guns and Swords...screw the blue jay thing, I found my rewritten copy of Guns and Swords so I am gonna post that.

 

 

 

On topic- Okay then! I eagerly await the new chapters! : (hopefully ones without clones and other cliches this time..)

 

 

 

Off-topic-Mr.Biggles owns Lord Death!

[Harakiri]

Wait.. so is this about goldeneye or Bluejay? :-s

 

 

 

Guns and Swords...screw the blue jay thing, I found my rewritten copy of Guns and Swords so I am gonna post that.

 

 

 

On topic- Okay then! I eagerly await the new chapters! : (hopefully ones without clones and other cliches this time..)

 

 

 

Off-topic-Mr.Biggles owns Lord Death!

 

 

 

vo more cliches... and NOO! I will kill Mr. Biggles!

[Fist_of_ozzy]

Good story, I liked guns and swords. Although, Question....

 

 

 

 

 

Why did you turn it into a remake?

[Harakiri]

Ozzy, the original I wrote months ago went down hill.