Boarding the Octrain | By : Zultry_Zenobia Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General Views: 3679 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Apex Legends, nor any of the characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
The next time they would get more than pleasantries to each other was the day of apex games.
Octane:Hope the day goes fast
Lifeline:3 days left.
Lifeline:Do great in the game ya hear me.
Octane:U know there is really only one champion.
Lifeline:yeah yeah.
Octane:will U be able to watch.
Lifeline:Maybe, Depends on what happens. Told ya if I couldn’t see it id see the highlights.
Octane:I will make a lot of them 4 U. I’m gonna do something especial 4 U when I win.
Lifeline:Be careful. I don’t wanna come back to ya dead.
Octane:I’m 2 fast for death. jajaja
Lifeline:I’ll text ya after the match.
Octane:I love U Ajay.
Lifeline:I love ya too.
Before the match Octane was warming up, Stretching and making sure his legs were ready to go.
“Ready up soldier your in my squad this time.” Bangalore ordered as she walked up the random teams appearing on the big screen.
Wattson waved at him. “Bonjour, Octane.”
“Hola.” He held a hand up and then started to hop from foot to foot in place and shaking his limbs out.
“I hope you do not mind, but I’m on your team.” Wattson commented timidly.
“No problemo” he replied with his normal hyperness.
When he wasn’t on Lifeline’s team he didn’t care who he teamed with he just looked to see where he had to stand. This time however it felt like the stakes were higher. He wanted, no needed to win this time more than any other.
“Let's do this!” He shouted as he jumped off the ship as soon as possible.
Bangalore had teamed with Octane enough to know that patience was not his strong suit. So she jumped as soon as the timer clicked down to zero pulling Wattson with her. They took the fastest route to the LZ the swamps. As per usual, soon as his Octane touched the ground he bolted and the games began.
It didn’t take long for him to spot a familiar sight running down one of the wooden bridges. He didn’t even bother to call it as it was just Mirage. He slid through one of the small buildings and picked up a Mozambique and kept running. He ricocheted off the side of the building and up onto a zipline which lead him to the top most platform.
Then he launched himself up towards where he saw mirage run to. Then as mirage came out of the building he emptied the magazine before he was anywhere near the ground.
“Ahaha You got bamboozled.” Rung out through the swamp.
“Yeeepaaa!” He came right through the open door and then ricocheted off the wall and jump kicked a surprised Mirage who was hiding in the corner.
“Every freakin time.” He lamented before getting knocked out.
“Your to slow mi amigo.” Octane commented before going on the move again.
Taking out Mirage always was a bit of fun for Octane even when over in a flash. His movement ramped up due to all the taking it easy. He was more erratic and constant to the point of even running actual circles around Gibraltar at one point in his amusement.
Wattson was struggling trying to keep up as her knowledge of the arena was not helping her predict where he could possibly be going. Bangalore’s training always making her just manage to keep up enough to ambush those he distracted until… He jumped towered to the top of a cliff and then took a launch pad off the other side doing tricks in the air until he landed.
“OOOLEEE!” he shouted when he jumped off it echoing back to them.
After that Wattson and Bangalore met up for a moment.
“He is more energetic today oui?”
“He’s out of control. Tch” She gave an annoyed turn of her head. “Let's get a move on. we’ll catch up in the ring.”
“Lead the way.” Wattson followed.
Everything was fine until Market where they figured they would wait up for him. Wattson opened the door and a Caustic gas canister activated. She started to cough and stumbled backward and fell onto her butt. They expected him to be nearby but no one came out. Wattson crawled to the nearby cavern with Bangalore covering. They hid out there for a little while before finally deciding to go back.
“Think it was just a stray?” Wattson commented as the door was still open and the canister had deflated.
“Let's check it out. Don’t let your guard down for a minute.” Bangalore all soldier as usual.
They wandered in and managed to find a few items before they heard the echo of the door sliding closed.
“Breath it in.” Caustics raspy deep voice was heard.
“Get back!” Bangalore ordered.
Wattson got caught in at the edge but not enough to cause her to be disoriented. As they tried to escape through the other side they were cut off by Wraith.
“Didn’t see me coming? No one does.” Wraith taunted.
Bangalore did a reactionary smoke grenade buying them enough time to make their way into a room and hole up. Wattson placed her fences up behind both doors and threw down her pylon to prevent grenades. All Bangalore could do was wait primed to shoot who ever came thru the door.
“I’m on my way.” Octane said over the comm.
“They ha-” Wattson started
“SSSHH” Bangalore urged with a finger to her mouth.
Bangalore knew that buying them time was the best choice they had. If they knew that their teammate was not close by they might already try to break in and get them both. Currently Caustic and Wraith were concerned about someone coming in behind them if they were to push.
Octane was not far away, taking the jump tower up on top of the cliff next to Market. Then he placed his jump pad down and launched off it into one of the openings in the roof of Market.
Right before he hit the ground he injected himself with his stim and his speed increased. “Whooohoohoohoooo!”
He ran quickly up the stairs to the 2nd floor and dodged the bullets from Caustics spitfire by sliding under and into him. He then spun around him and kicked him in the back making him stumble forward. Bangalore quickly catching onto things kicked the door open and put another smoke grenade out obstructing everyone's view.
Octane climbed up the wall and flipped off to avoid the other bullets firing from down the hallway. He shot back at them with his prowler decked out with its hop-up on full auto. He hit enough shots while only getting grazed by a couple to knock out the wraith. Bangalore came out and shot down the caustic.
“Only one left.” Bangalore informed.
“Easy!” Octane responded confidently.
“All Things considered should be much easier.” Wattson agreed.
“Hustle up ladies, rings moving in 10.” Bangalore reloaded and cocked her rifle while standing next to the door.
“Coming.” Wattson skipped towards the door.
“I’ll race ya!” Octane enthused as he ran past them.
They didn’t make it that far from market before Bangalore was shot down. Pathfinder quickly swung in hooked to the cliff and shot at Wattson who hit the deck. Octane spun around and just pulled out an Arcstar when Pathfinder grappled him with his hook. They were getting pulled to each other and he quickly threw it sticking him. Then pathfinder punched him while Octane kicked him and used the momentum to get himself away when it exploded. Pathfinder fell to the ground knocked out.
“That actually worked? Awesome!!” Octane exclaimed when he landed doing a victory dance. “Hope that was all caught on camera.” He commented after the dance.
“We have our apex champions.” Was announced over the loud intercom in the arena.
They headed to the spot where the champions get picked up as well as pose for all to see. The thing he planned special for Ajay was simple. Instead of his usual horns he took his index and middle finger of each hand and made a heart shape. It was so out of character for the adrenaline junkie that it brought an uproar and curiosity of Octane and Apex fans alike.
Lifeline managed to get everything set up to watch but was getting it on a delay. She figured she’d have enough time with all the pageantry and socializing that happened after a win to message him before he’d pick up his phone.
Octane:Did U see me?
Lifeline:My delay’s not that bad. How ya have time to talk now?
Octane:????
On the feed it showed Octane pulling out his phone and staring at it. Ignoring his teammates and everyone around him.
Lifeline:O. Ya being rude.
Octane:Did U see how awesome I was?!
Lifeline:Ya looked like ya were having fun. What was the <3 at the end for?
Octane:U talking crazy chica. It was for U.
Lifeline:Really?
Octane:Si.
Lifeline:I don’t really know what to say. Thank ya.
Octane:I love U Ajay.
Lifeline:I love ya too.
Lifeline:Ya should stop being rude to ya fans.
Octane:I don’t do it 4 the fans.
Lifeline:Ya still like having them.
Octane:I did today 4 U.
Lifeline:Don’t tell ya teammates that.
Octane:If U give me Ur attention. I won’t
Lifeline:ya know there aren’t any Octane fans here.
Octane:There is 1 there.
Lifeline:Is there?
Octane:That’s cold Chica.
Lifeline:haha :*
Octane:I want to kiss U 4 real right now.
Lifeline:I’ll be back in a few days.
Octane:Do U remember who U talking to?
Octane: A picture was sent of him doing that same heart symbol but over where his mouth would be under his mask.
Lifeline:Ya weirdo.
Octane:jajajaja
Lifeline:Congrats on ya win.
Octane:Wow
Lifeline:What?
Octane:I didn’t expect U to actually say it.
Lifeline:Haha
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