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It'd been all but thirty minutes since the bell fell in New York City. The date was January 1st, 2015, and while the rest of the United States of America was partying over the beginning of a new year, Boston was on fire. The Government had blacklisted the entire city after the coup' had started. There would be no news of what was happening on the internet, local or nationwide news- that is, not until a decent cover up story was thrown together.
The coup' had been... well, it wasn't very organized. Most people didn't believe in it and just thought of it as a conspiracy that would die down and boil to craziness. Though not organized, it was effective. A huge portion of the city had been set ablaze; the cities ambiance had been replaced with sirens, human shouting with a wide range of emotion, and the crackle of fire.
Azuriella had been a member of the coup', one of the more serious, and smarter members. She was part of the ten percent that knew the other ninety percent were going to be used as a distraction. While they rioted and tore the town a new hole, the rest would take over the local police station and use the weaponry to then take over the military encampment right outside of town, while the soldiers were out trying to control the riotees. It'd all gone according to plan and they were all following a very strict code; don't slow down to pick someone up. Kindness wouldn't cut it right now.
They were now taking the police headquarters and... well, there had been more officers left in the building then they had foreseen, but even that had been a factor in there plan. They had the man-power to take it-- coming in at about fifty strong in this group. What they lacked was the fire power. Twenty-five of their fifty had a single grenade and as much ammo as they could hold on their person; but that was it. Most of them were wounded, but the police numbers were minimal now; fifteen to their forty-eight, at this point. Azul (Azuriella's nickname) had been shot three times; once in the bicep and twice in the right thigh. She wasn't feeling pain, just knew that she was bleeding pretty good and her leg felt a good three pounds heavier then the other. This girl was crouched down behind a flipped iron table, two more of which were flipped and facing the way of their enemy. They were decent shields, but not for much longer.
The sound of a click caught her ears, and she knew what that meant; the man next to here was out of ammo. It was her turn. He came down beside her and she shot up, putting most of her weight on her right leg. She didn't know where the cops were, so after half a second of taking in the surrounding she began to fire. She had three bullet wounds and had kill six police officers, and it wasn't even one AM yet.
The coup' had been... well, it wasn't very organized. Most people didn't believe in it and just thought of it as a conspiracy that would die down and boil to craziness. Though not organized, it was effective. A huge portion of the city had been set ablaze; the cities ambiance had been replaced with sirens, human shouting with a wide range of emotion, and the crackle of fire.
Azuriella had been a member of the coup', one of the more serious, and smarter members. She was part of the ten percent that knew the other ninety percent were going to be used as a distraction. While they rioted and tore the town a new hole, the rest would take over the local police station and use the weaponry to then take over the military encampment right outside of town, while the soldiers were out trying to control the riotees. It'd all gone according to plan and they were all following a very strict code; don't slow down to pick someone up. Kindness wouldn't cut it right now.
They were now taking the police headquarters and... well, there had been more officers left in the building then they had foreseen, but even that had been a factor in there plan. They had the man-power to take it-- coming in at about fifty strong in this group. What they lacked was the fire power. Twenty-five of their fifty had a single grenade and as much ammo as they could hold on their person; but that was it. Most of them were wounded, but the police numbers were minimal now; fifteen to their forty-eight, at this point. Azul (Azuriella's nickname) had been shot three times; once in the bicep and twice in the right thigh. She wasn't feeling pain, just knew that she was bleeding pretty good and her leg felt a good three pounds heavier then the other. This girl was crouched down behind a flipped iron table, two more of which were flipped and facing the way of their enemy. They were decent shields, but not for much longer.
The sound of a click caught her ears, and she knew what that meant; the man next to here was out of ammo. It was her turn. He came down beside her and she shot up, putting most of her weight on her right leg. She didn't know where the cops were, so after half a second of taking in the surrounding she began to fire. She had three bullet wounds and had kill six police officers, and it wasn't even one AM yet.
Name: Azuriella "Azul" Dissems
Age: 20
Speciallity: Situational awareness and tactics
Job before the Coup': Waitress
Age: 20
Speciallity: Situational awareness and tactics
Job before the Coup': Waitress
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