Game mode: Deathmatch
Players: 4
Respawn limit: 0
Map: Neighbourhood

Four small aircraft hovered above the enclosed area that was soon to be filled with bodies, gunfire and explosions. Inside each of the vehicles there was a "player", all were wearing body armour which they had customised before they had entered this "game". A voice came over their helmet comms"Players may now choose their weapons". In each of the four craft lockers opened displaying a vast array of weapons including compact Sub-machine guns, enormous Light machine guns, bulky shotguns and a wide range of assault and sniper rifles. Each of the players stepped forward and chose their kit, adding scopes or silencers and selecting grenades. The voice announced that the game would begin when all players were ready. After they had secured their weapons they turned to the door of their individual craft and pushed the door release button. The doors opened and they fast roped down to the empty streets, Above them the aircraft departed.
A small window opened in their visors displaying a timer counting down from 10. They checked their weapons, tightened their boots and armour and took in their surroundings while they had the chance. A loud siren declared the start of the "game. The hunt was on.

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Player 1: Maverick
Weapon(s): AK 101 with red dot sight, Beretta 9mm with suppressor, 3 M67 'frag' grenades, 1 'flash bang' grenade, combat knife

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He looked around slowly, assessing the defensive capabilities of the area. They werent very good, he had been dropped in the middle of a large road that ran through the area. To his left was a barricade of concrete blocks the size of sofa's and an electrified fence. To his right the street curved off behind a small house. the only thing in front of him was a small fence that hid a small garden, he climbed over it with ease. The armour he wore was light but the spare ammo and grenades in his pockets made a hell of a lot of noise so he stopped to make see if anyone was moving to his position. All he could hear were birds chirping in a nearby tree. He tried the door to the house but it was locked so was the gate that led out into the alley. He considered shooting the lock but decided against it. It was worth alerting the others to his position and it wasnt as safe as the movies led you to belive. Sliding his weapon round to his back he started climbing the fence but stopped when he was half way over. Something wasnt right, but what?. He didnt move a muscle, just glanced at the radar device attached to his left arm. No movement, at least none in the 15 metre radius. Looking up from the device he noticed something strange, the birds had stopped singing. For a second he thought he saw someone in the tree. He leaned forward to try and get a better look, there was a sudden flash of light and a small pop then he was falling. He was dead before he hit the ground.

A window opened in the corner of the other players visors. " Maverick was killed by Bounty-hunter at 00:00:40"

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Player 2: FuriousA$$a$$in
Weapon(s): FN SCAR with ACOG scope, Desert Eagle, 3 M67 'frag' grenades, 1 'flash bang grenade', combat knife

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She stopped moving as soon as she heard the shot and flattened herself against a wall.  The radar on her arm showed that the shooter wasnt close but judging by the sound of it they were using a sniper rifle. she took a quick glance round the corner and saw the corpse of "Maverick" with a hole above teh left side of his visor. From where she crouched she couldnt see above the fence, so if she was lucky then the sniper wouldnt be able to see her either. "Do i run or do i go back?" she whispered. "fuck it". she crept round the corner and stopped at the body. No use in taking the gun, it'd just be dead weight and there was no room for the clips. But the grenades could be usefull. She rigged up a rough IED, using the dead guys grenades and his bootlaces. "I hope this works". An orange dot appeared in the corner of her visor. 15 metres but it was getting closer. 11 metres. She moved back from the body and retreated round the corner, setting her rifle to full auto. Looking down at the radar she saw that the guy had stopped at the bottom of the street. Using the reflection from her radar device she checked to see where he was looking. He was in the shadows but she could see his outline, damn the bastard was huge. But he was just standing there looking around like he was scanning the area. His gaze stopped on the corpse. She moved away from the wall and headed round the other side away from the other player. She didnt try to hide her presence in a hope that her opponent would trigger the makeshift bomb. The radar showed he was moving slowly towards where she had been. There was an audible click as the pins were pulled from their housing in unison. 3 seconds later the ground shook and the wall next to her erupted outwards as the unfortunate player was thrown back by the explosion. She was struck in the ribs by a large piece of debris. She gasped as the wind was pushed from her lungs and collapsed to her knee's. Surely the sniper had heard the explosion even if they hadnt seen it and would be making their way here to finish off any survivors. "I gotta get moving" she wheezed as she stood up, clenching her teeth against the pain. Something was broken. A flash of orange in the corner of her visor caught her attention. It was right on top of her. The sniper got here quicker than she expected. Why didnt he shoot? She turned at the sound of falling rocks expecting to see a rifle aimed at her but what she saw made her forget the pain in her side. The other player was pulling himself to his feet and using the M60E4 he held as a crutch. She finally remembered to breathe which alerted the player to her presence. The guy must be a high ranking son of a bitch to withstand a blast like that. His helmet didnt have a visor it had what looked like eyes. They were burning red and they were staring right at her.

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Player 3: -NEMESIS-
Weapon(s): M60E4, machete

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There was a bang and light then pressure and darkness. The medical system built into his armour woke him up with a shot of adrenaline and painkiller. He struggled to his feet thats when he noticed her, Furiousassassin or something. One of the lenses on his was cracked and showed static the other worked fine and was focused on the small player in front of him. She was injured, a small patch of blood had appeared beneath her hand which was pressed against her left side. An easy kill. He raised his gun, a custom M60E4 with digital camouflage and centered the crosshair one her chest. There was a second where nothing moved. She held her breath and so did he, he loved it. He always took pleasure in seeing the fear on his opponents faces when he confronted them. He squeezed the trigger and braced against the force of the weapon. His opponent dived away from the deadly hail. She began running and he adjusted his aim. He saw her fall, a ragged hole in her thigh, he needed to reload.

The pain in her leg was intense, a white hot sting in her thigh. She turned and saw her attacker hadnt moved, he had begun to reload and once he was finished so was she. She began to drag herself towards the nearest house in a vain attempt to escape.

He placed the bandolier into the feed tray, closed the cover aimed at the pitiful creature before him. She was trying to escape and she wasn't doing a very good job. Cute. He slowly walked towards her lowering his weapon, maybe he could have test out his knew muscular implants. They were supposed to allow him to 'tear a man in half' but so far he hadnt had the chance to try. He secured he weapon and crouched down next to his opponent. She was truly terrified at the sight of him, he couldnt help but smile. Oh well, might as well get this over with. He grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground with ease. She struggled, trying to pry his hands away. He was too busy trying to decide how to kill her that he didnt notice her reach for her sidearm. She pointed it at his chest and fired. He let her go but she didnt stop firing until the gun was empty. "So you want to play like that do you!? i was going to kill you quickly but now... i think i'll take my time"

"This is it, game over" she thought as she looked up at the monstrosity that stood over her. There was no point reloading, she was sure he would stop her before she could even eject the empty clip. She closed her eyes and waited for the end.

He reached for his machete and examined it in the fading sunlight. The things he'd had endure to get this wonderful blade... such fun times. But now he jsut had to introduce it to his opponent. The damage his suit had suffered meant his radar wasnt functioning, although it wouldnt have detected the sniper as he was using stealth technology to mask his approach.

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Player: Bounty-hunter
Weapon(s): M110 Semi-Automatic sniper system, MP7A1 with suppressor, Berretta Px4 storm with suppressor, 2 MI8A1 anti-personnel landmines, Combat knife.

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So far this match had been pretty boring, He was going to have to start playing the team games again. The match had been going about 30 seconds when he'd scored his first kill of the day then things had gone quiet for a while. So he decided to switch from sniper to hunter. He dropped from the tree and landed without making a sound, this new stealth gear is the beyond excellent. It wasnt long before he found his prey. The explosion was quite effective even if she hadnt meant to take him out she almost did. The dust could screw up his camouflage but he could put up a decent fight with the amount of firepower he had at his disposal. As he suspected they didnt notice him. This new gear disrupted the signals sent out by radar and 'bent' the light to make him damn near invisible. It could also adjust the outer temperature of the suit to make him invisible to infra-red. But it was a bitch to get. Things werent going well for the young lady, she'd been shot and was bleeding out while the hulking brute was getting ready to skin her alive. One of the newer features of the game, one which he rather enjoyed actually. He wasnt sure wether to stop this now or wait till the guy claimed his kill. "Screw it" he said. Both looked at him or at least in his direction. He aimed at the eye of the man, the one that wasnt damaged and fired twice. Once to break the lens and again to kill him. He swayed on his feet then collapsed under his own weight, sprawled on his back.

-NEMESIS- was killed by Bounty-hunter

He disengaged his camouflage and stepped forward looking like he was emerging from a cloud of thick fog. "Thank you, you saved my life" she gasped staring into his helmets 'eyes'. "Not really" he shot her once in the head and awaited the  announcement.

FuriousA$$a$$in was killed by Bounty-hunter

The match was over and he had won, as predicted. In record time too, only 8 minutes and 37 seconds. He boarded the waiting aircraft and returned to the lobby.