Note: These events immediately follow Chapter 15 of Deus Ex's
My ATS Story
The sting of another slap to my face got my attention as I hung by my wrists, chained to the wall. I couldn�t remember how long I�d been there, how
much pain I�d endured, but my body felt like mush. I could barely breathe, as each inhalation sent a new kind of agony through my horribly broken
ribs. I could barely hold my head up enough to see what was going on by this point, and I wasn�t sure that I wanted to.
Four men dressed like Nazi SS stood before me, with their sadistic grins and incessant chatter mocking me in my weakened state. I strained to see
beyond them, across the blood-spattered room to the solid metal door. Something about the door seemed familiar but I couldn�t place it, like a faded
memory or a sense of d�j� vu perhaps.
One of the men barked out an order to the others, but since I don�t speak German, I had no clue what it was. I braced for the worst.
But they turned their attention from me, laughing as the door swung open. From the pitch-black emptiness outside the confines of my cell, a
raven-haired woman was thrown in. She stumbled to the ground, unable to keep her footing on the blood-slicked concrete floor and sliding to a stop in
front of me on her hands and knees.
One of the men kicked her in the stomach as she was sprawled on all fours, flipping her onto her back as her head bounced off the cold cement. I
winced, feeling her pain shoot through my head as they took turns beating her. She was treated like an unfeeling object, with the men alternately
beating and groping her. The laughter never stopped for them.
I felt helpless as my rage boiled up within me. Her cries for help and whimpers of pain echoed around the cold, barren room, sounds that drove a
dagger through my heart. All I wanted was to let loose on these sadistic bastards, but the chains held against my weakened muscles. Even all the
adrenaline flowing through my veins wasn�t enough to break loose of the steel links that had me bound to the wall.
Her clothing was tattered and torn, with several of her joints disturbingly misdirected. Her screams turned to sobs as they took turns raping her, all
as I struggled against my bonds.
All my anger, all my frustrations built up within me, as I struggled in vain to break free.
It never seemed to end. After what seemed like hours, everything in the room was spattered with her blood, including me. The stench of blood and death
was like a slaughterhouse, which certainly seemed fitting in this case. It was nauseating and only served to fuel my rage.
The one who seemed to be the leader pulled her to her feet once more, her hair matted down with blood and sweat. Pulling her up in front of himself,
he faced her to me, pulling back her hair to reveal the fragile, damaged beauty of the witch who�d named me The Demon Hunter.
And then with a smile, he snapped her neck.
A scream shook me to the core of my being, and I sprang forward, growling like an animal as I let loose the animal in my soul. The chains wouldn�t
stop me this time. Nothing would stop me from taking vengeance. Nothing would stop me from avenging my beloved Witch. I hit the ground ready for a
fight, ignoring the pain and the wounds I�d suffered.
But the floor I hit on all fours was back in my quarters. I was in the bunker. It had just been another nightmare. Just another nightmare.
I pulled back my rage, slowing my breathing and my heart, trying to gain control over my body once more. My ribs and legs were sore, along with my
right shoulder, but I knew these were just the leftover pains from tumbling down an embankment without a seatbelt. I slowly rose to my feet and eased
back to sit on the edge of the bed once more, my head in my hands.
A knock at the door jarred me back to reality. I pulled on my sweatpants as the door opened.
�Yeah, what�s up?� I looked to the door but couldn�t put a name to the face in front of me. She looked familiar, but in my state of mind, nothing was
quite right just yet.
�DH�. You need to get out here. Deus�s patrol is back again and uh�.� Parrhesia let out a long sigh and slowly shook her head, trying to find the
right words. �Well you need to see this for yourself.�
�Why do I get the feeling this isn�t going to be good?� I asked, pulling on a red t-shirt as I followed her out the door, almost running into
Lysergic.
�DH, am I glad to see you�re up and around.� he said. �You really need to look at what�s going on.�
�Yeah, so I�ve heard. Tell me what I don�t want to know on our way up to��
Parrhesia cut me off. �The problem is downstairs, not upstairs. Deus and his squad have all been down the infirmary�. including two more
fatalities.�
�#. Let�s find out what happened.�
The three of us descended the silo stairs to the makeshift infirmary.
I�d never intended to have to keep the infirmary fully staffed and supplied, but luckily I�d paid attention to Death�s warnings when we planned out
the bunker during his visit, back before the world went to hell. �Even Special Forces get hurt sometimes,� he�d pointed out. Since he was the only one
of us to actually go that route, I had to admire the fact that he admitted they got hurt. It was a far cry from the old belief that we were all
immortal or something. I guess I�d always taken it for granted that nobody would get seriously hurt, just like we�d been so lucky in all of our
�operations� as the Four Horsemen.
I�d long since stopped believing that naive little theory though. Past history has no influence on current events, I�d found. I guess I�d always known
that to be true, but we�d defied the odds so many times that it didn�t really sink in as reality. My reality check came when not everyone I�d invited
made it to the bunker.
As I stepped through the infirmary door, I looked around at the wounded laid out on cots around the room. �Damn, you guys look like you had a private
search party for Mad Cows or something.� Looking back, that didn�t come out nearly as funny as my incoherent mind thought it was at the time. Looking
around, I quickly asked, �Um�. where�s Deus?�
Saucerat spoke up, �Parrhesia sent him off to clean up so she could redress the old wounds.�
Seeing Saucerat wasn�t too badly hurt, I walked over to him and took a seat on his cot. �What happened out there, Sauce? I heard it got pretty
hairy.�
�Nothing we couldn�t handle, DH, but I think this place is less of a secret than you thought. If it wasn�t for Deus, we might be facing a lot more
trouble though. He was amazing.� Saucerat related the story of how Deus charged the three corporate soldiers on his own, sending two of them to their
untimely demise the old-fashioned way � with his sword. �He was amazing out there. If anyone wasn�t convinced before that he was the real thing, that
should explain why we�ll follow him anywhere he leads.�
Lysergic interjected, �Yeah but we need to be more conservative to keep our people alive. If everyone goes off half-crazy like that we won�t have
anyone to go on patrol.�
Gothique was the next to sound off. �I don�t see you out there leading patrols Lysergic. It�s easy to say how we should react when you�re not out
there.�
�That�s enough out of all of you.� With a stern look, I reminded them, �Save that anger you have for our real enemies -- those corporate goons. Now
that�s the last I want to hear this, boys and girls. Is that understood?�
They all reluctantly nodded in silence.
I turned and walked out of the infirmary, followed by Lysergic.
�DH, you know that we can�t just let them��
�Look man,� I interrupted, �I don�t think they should be out there throwing themselves into the line of fire either, but this is not going to be
turned into a situation where they�re made to think that their work is unappreciated. There�s a way to go about this.�
I stopped on the stairs, taking a deep breath as I looked back down at Lysergic. �We can discuss their tactics with them when they�re not in the
process of being sewn up. For now, we just keep an eye on things to see how they react.�
With that, I turned and went back up the stairs, trying to ignore how fuzzy my vision seemed to be.
[Edited on 2/27/2004 by TheDemonHunter]
[Edited on 2/27/2004 by TheDemonHunter]