ACP: The Meeting Of The Unknown Parts 4,5 and 6

Heres the continued parts of the story:

Part 4: The Revealing

 

“What!?!” Hollered most of the Soldiers.

“Yes, A crisis is happening at this very moment, evil men are on there way to your houses to abduct and kill you all, we don’t know why, but we had to get you all here to explain” Explained Oagalthorp.

“So this isn’t really a kidnapping?” I asked, Confused.

“Not exactly, more of a life-saving event or something like that” Replied Boomer, smiling.

So ACP was briefed on what was going on and then was given time to prepare themselves with the secret weapons stash Oagal somehow smuggled into the building.

“This is really freaky” Confessed Ktman.

“Ya I know it is” Replied Chapa

I noticed a kid, shorter than most of us, sitting in a corner with his stuff. He looked scared beyond anything, so I figured he was only 7 or 8, I walked over to try to help cheer him up.

“Hey, what’s your name?” I asked.

“Mr Random” He Replied.

“Oooh, I was wondering who was young in ACP like you looked, never thought of you” I replied.

“Ya…Thanks” Mr Random Chuckled, A smile crossing his face.

“Just stick with me and my peeples random, you’ll be fine” I said, with an assuring smile.

“Ok, thanks Clintos” He replied.

And then, ACP set out for its largest battle…

Part 5: Preparing

“Are we there yet?” Complained Coolguy.

“Ya, my legs hurt” Complied Jungle.

“Guys stop complaining…Sheesh” Demanded Hattrick.

“Shhhhh, Quiet guys, Oagals stopping!” Implied Ankita

“OKAY GUYS! SET UP CAMP HERE, THEY ARE ON THERE WAY HERE BUT THEY WONT MAKE IT HERE FOR A FEW DAYS!” Shouted Oagal.

After setting up camp, we chose who we shared a tent with.

“Four Soldiers per Tent!” Explained Shab

I got in a Tent with Maz, Trickster and Chapa, I made sure Mr Random got in a tent with some of his friends to keep him company. Then I headed to my tent, on the way aber told me something,

“This will make a great story of ACP if anyone survives it”

I nodded.

The Next day we began training by making targets out of whatever we could find to practice shooting with our weapons. I myself happened to have very good accuracy and was given a sniper rifle as a secondary weapon, I also carried an MP5, a Pistol and a pocket knife I had before being taken from my home.

Then the first battle arrived…

Part 6: The Assault

When they got here we were prepared, hiding behind trees and rocks and anything else nearby.

“Ready?” I asked Chapa and Maz, in a whisper.

They simply repied,”Yup”.

Then, all eyes were on Oagal and Boomer, who signalled to start the rain of bullets.

We caught them by surprise, that was definite, but after the first few seconds they realised taking cover seemed to be a great idea.

The battle raged on, I used my sniper rifle to snipe the enemy’s heads as they popped over to fire, and switched to my MP5 when they charged, It was going well, we had dug out a trench before the battle and it protected well against the onslaught of bullets for the soldiers in it. I and Chapa decided to sneak behind a few of them and knock them out to have some prisoners to question, it went well, and was comical too, I tapped  one on the shoulder causing them all to turn around, Chapa snuck behind one and hit him in the head with a rock, then pressure pointed another to the ground, I kicked the third and slammed him head first into a tree trunk, and I have no idea what Chapa did to the third one. The battle was over now, Chapa, Thomas and I brought the 3 guys to Oagal and Boomer, they were taken in 1 by 1 for questioning.

We had won this battle, but it wasn’t over yet…

To Be Continued…

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the following

an ACP preduction

 

                       ACP KIDNAPPED!                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Ok, this is my version from my point of view of fox’s story, i hope u like it! Really comment if u like it or not

 

 

It was a cold Saturday morning in the Big Apple, Iron up at 6:30 because he wanted to be on the computer longer then usual in the morning. he woke up, made sure no one was looking, and sa down at his computer. he was on ACP chat and doing wordpress and CP stuff as usual, in the small appartment in new york. Strange, time flew by as Iron kept chatting with his freinds, around 7:30. Iron was getting worried, his dad would have found him on the computer by then. Iron got up from his chair and BRB’ed the people on ACP chat. no brother doing iChat in the living room or bedroom, no parents sleeping, even the dogs were gone. Iron headed into the kitchen. he clasped his mouth. There was his little puppy beagle, Barney, Bleeding and choking on the floor. he raced towards him, but he saw the wound was to abd to care, so hje looked up. on the walls written in the dogs blod said “TURN AROUND” Iron did, just in time to see two men in black suits jump at him. Iron crawled back, just missing them. there was a sharp kitchen knife near him. Iron had always knew what to immediately do if this ever happened. he picked up the knife and threw it and threw it at the mans chest. it stabbed through him, and he collapsed. His partner reacted as in helping him quickly. then Iron ran to his Bedroom, pulled out his droors, and found his multitool. the man ran in at iron. He turned around wih the carving knife  part of the tool and slit the mans throught. he dropped dead a few seconds later, spattering blood in front of him. Iron fell to his knees, and something burst through the window. it was a note, it said “to ironkid2894″ he picked up the note and read aliud “Dear Iron, i was about to watch your capture, just like all you other ACP freinds had been, but u seemed to have finished off my men, impressive. your freinds are being held at a secret place that is marked on this map, we also have ur family, surrender urself now and nothing will happen to them.” there was a map nest to the note, where it had rolled out. Iron thought, “How the hell did he know im in ACP? Iv only told a few people, he must have tracked me back some how” Iron took  thre map and gathered some money from his wallet, his giftcards he could exchange for more transportation money, his multitool and his pocket knife. he went into the kitchen, the other man on the floor, and his dog, too, now at a seice of breathing. “only knew u for a bit, but ill miss ya” he aid to his dog, and set out of into the streets. 

            PART 2 COMING SOON. THANX FOR READING! An Ironkid2894 story

Mouse’s Story

Hey Mouse here and i wrote a story i didnt write it for it to be great i just wrote it to because i enjoy writing stories soemtimes lol so please comment on what you think of it and tell me if you want the next chapter

 

As most of the ACP Soldiers where about to just call it a day something happened something strange and unpredictable something that would change there lives forever. Kg sat there in his chair frustrated over the fact ACP chat had become disconnected once again. As Kg became tired of trying to connect he started spinning in his chair he noticed some kind of shadow figure moving closer to him as Kg was about to react, he was thrown over the chair hitting his head on the keyboard and knocking him out.

Meanwhile during this event Theo sat around his computer trying to get it too work but alas there was no hope ACP chat just did not want too cooperate. As Theo gave up on trying to connect he soon found his head hitting the floor. Theo rose up weakly and drew a spork but his spork was unable to match the blurred figures speed as Theo’s head once again met the floor knocking him unconscious.

This event was happening to all ACP soldiers all over the world and the reason for it is just as bad as the kidnappings possibly worse.

“ What? Where am I?” Kg had awoken to find himself in some kind of building he was unsure what it was but it seemed to be moving a train perhaps. He seemed to be strapped to a chained to some kind of seat. Kg rolled his head to the side when he noticed Theo.

“ Theo! Theo wake up!” Called Kg. Theo weakly opened his eyes
“ Huh? Where am I?” Theo moaned.

“ Theo it’s me Kg.”

“ KG! Where are we?”

“ I’m not sure but come on lets go.” As Theo and Kg were engaging conversation trying to find out what was going on but hopelessly failing as they each had no idea what the other was talking about Tosti ran past the door followed by Abercrombe. Tosti realising who they were swung the door open.

“ Come on now!!” Shouted Tosti
“ What’s going on?” Asked Kg and Theo simultaneously.

“ No time!” Abercrombe explained. Kg and Theo did as they were told and followed. The intercom had been repeating the words for about 10 minutes by the time Tosti stopped after him and Abercrombe had been fighting off hordes of guards along the way.

“ Jump!!” Said Abercrombe and Tosti. Kg and Theo had learnt not to argue with there decisions and did so. As the four of them jumped the train they had been on burst into flames sending bits of shrapnel and broken rail past there heads. The four of them landed face first in snow.

“ Uhhh what was that!?!?” Asked Kg Demandingly. He had cut his leg during the fall and blood was coming out of it staining the snow.

“ Don’t worry we will tell you soon we just need to get away from here” Said Abercrombe calmly. The group walked off into the forest stumbling about in the snow. Kg’s Leg was badly injured and he would need to get the found cleaned soon or else risk serious infection.

“ Should I open fire? Said a man

“ Yes you may.” Answered another man

The man who seemed to be some kind of soldier stared down the crosshair gripping the trigger tight he knew what he had to do.

ACP: The Meeting Of The Unknown Part 1,2 and 3

O ya,

Hey peeples,

This is me, Clintos, aber made me an author on her site so I can post my story, so before I tell the tale, everyone thank aber.

Now, on to the story.

Part 1: The Start

It was a usual day in my house, I was on the ACP Site reading a new post, I noticed the amount of people looking at the site was only 3, “Too low to be normal” I pondered, then I shrugged off the weird feeling. About a minute later, the feeling was back, but only thanks to the 2 crazy masked men who jumped through the basement window and attacked me, I fought back but they were stronger and I guessed they were older than me, one pressure pointed me as the other knocked me out.

Part 2: The Realization

When I woke up, I was lying down in the trailer of a semi, It had windows, but I couldn’t see out of them, while walking I stepped on something, to my surprise that “thing” could make noise, I learnt that by hearing it moan. I looked around, a bunch of other kids were lying unconscious on the floor, but the one I had stepped on was now sitting up, “Who the heck are you?” he questioned, “I’m Clint” I Replied, “Clint who?” The stranger said, I was wondering why he would ask, “Clint Strong, I’m from Quebec, what about you?” I asked him,

“Just call me Mazchester, I’m from Ontario” He said, “I know a kid called Mazchester on Club Penguin!” Someone else in the trailer replied, “I’m Trickster” He said, “I guess you two should have realized I’m Clintos” I said, smirking. All of the kids in the trailer were awake now, and I, Maz and Trickster had sorted out all the names, and found out that none of the ACP leaders were here, but all of the kids were members of ACP, “Ironic Eh?” I chuckled, then I remembered we were still stuck in a trailer heading to who knows where.

Part 3: Confusion

When we arrived at wherever we were headed, we were lead to a big room where lots of other kids were talking to each other, no chains or anything, “some kidnappers” I whispered to Ktman, Chuckling, “This must be the rest of ACP” Said Maz, trying not to laugh at my statement. ”Alright kids, we’ve got an announcement” I looked to see it came from the apparent leader of the kidnappers, “You must all be confused as to why your all ACP and why were not being evil kidnappers, truth be told, we didn’t want to look like kidnappers, because we aren’t” He said, “then why are we all stuck here!” Demanded Manjensin, marching to the front of the crowd, “because I and my friends, Boomer and Shaboomboom, as you know them as, have to tell you something about ACP being in danger.” He stated in return, many gasps went on around the crowd, finally Saint asked the most important question so far, “Then who are you?”, “Who am I? Well, Isn’t it obvious, I…Am Oagalthorp.

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

Chapter 1 : To Hear Silence

Is this, what he would’ve wanted?

By Ankita, Chapter 1 of To Hear Silence

Light is there.

Light, in this strange alternate reality?  I find that a strange concept.

I try to pry open my eyes, scarcely believing that I’m still alive. Somehow, He, didn’t kill me. I wonder why? Considering that murder, treason, betrayal, and being a total jack*** are among his finest, and best tuned talents, this revelation is quite surprising. Somehow, my eyes aren’t responding. I settle back, trying to remember what had just happened. I search through my memories, looking for some clue or vision, to assist me. A memory just keeps returning

Strangely enough, I see myself. I see Nikolai, Xantos, Avantika, Navin and Vladimr. All of us, all going for sightseeing, to Victoria Falls.  Thoughts come by. I struggle to push them away, finally giving in.  

Finally giving in.

Odd, how happy  we were, often with no care in the world. I could see all of us, going to the Vajra International school on the first “neutral” ground. Ahh, what a misnomer that was. I remember the sight of our parents, all in the embassy, their bodies charred by the fire that mysteriously struck at a most convenient time.

I see us all, swimming or boarding in the VIS’s gigantic oceanic pool. Life seemed everlasting then. I remember when Vladmir was not the monster he is now, and when he was the caring older brother. I remember the look on his face when he saw Navin’s body. I remember the anguish in his voice as he screamed.  

            Ahh, Vladmir.  He never was entirely the same after. He saw nothing but revenge, his eyes locked on the prize, determined to catch the prize. I remember when he realized that the true targets had been us, and not Navin. I remember when his eyes had finally clouded over, and let go to his rage and anguish. I remember his last words to me, the ones before he left us all, despite our pleading. “Farewell dearest friends, but remember this, all is not what it seems to be.”

            Vladmir had given in to his hatred, to his anger, to his anguish. He had made himself a target, to Dmitri, to everyone. I could not do the same. I knew that somewhere, somewhere, there was something perhaps that knew the truth. I had to hope that was the truth. I had to.

Change in point of view : (Vladmir)

I stare into the darkness, feeling the presence of everyone in the caravan.  I see the forms of settlements ahead of us. I recall the times when, once cities were signs of adventure, and pleasure. I remember when Nav–, my brother, and I, along with my friends, went to frolick, and enjoy our time. I remember when we all rushed to chat in the boundaries of VI…..   NO! Stop. My subconsiousness naturally begins to reject all thoughts such as these. I’ve made an ally of pain, through all of these years, but even I, have a limit.

“Sir?” , a voice calls out to me. “The girl, Nish-…”, he stops as he sees the cold look I have on my face. He immediately recoils, freezing.

“Kindly, if you wish to live, you will refrain from mentioning that name ever again”, I say, my voice laced with ice.

“I’m sorry sir, I did—….”he says, as he attempts to respond.

Ugh, pathetic. Honestly, do I always have to do everything myself? I glean from his mind, a jumbled mixture of, N—-, her, opening her eyes.

I cut him off, “Is the prisoner coherent?”

The soldier shivers, as he realizes what I have just done. “Yes, she is, as far as I can tell”, he says quickly, trying to reassert himself.

“Very well, I’ll go see her immediately”, I reply.

“Immediately? The prisoner is obviously ill and——–“, he breaks off as he realizes to whom he is talking to.

I sense pity, and an odd sense of chivalry to her, yet for myself, I see only clouds of fear. I briefly wonder, have I made the right choice? Would I have become someone desired, instead of hated and feared? I shake off these thoughts. Narheim was correct in his teachings, “The only way to rule is fear”, unpleasant though it may be, it’s efficient. Besides, would not Navin want me to avenge him? 

“Sir?”, the soldier says nervously, thankfully breaking my train of thought.

“As, I had said before, I’ll go see the prisoner immediately”, I reply, “You are dismissed”.

As the soldier walks away, I can not help but feel his relief and wonder that I didn’t hurt him in any way. I feel another pang of regret, one that shakes me down to my very core.

Once more, I leave these thoughts, and reassure myself, This is what Navin would’ve wanted.

Wouldn’t he?