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Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving	By : ElliotMacy Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Hi there! A quick note before you move on please be warned that this a (very) mature story, which means there will be heavy language, alcohol, sex, drugs, and violence.

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Before I start this chapter I just wanted to leave a quick note and some insight into my writing style.
If you see anything "Like this." It is usually means that the character is thinking to or talking to themselves.
Anything in bold like this usually refers to Apex Announcers or messages being sent to the Legends or just something from the Apex side of things.
Bloodhound will be referred to as Bloodhound and/or They because of sexual orientation.
Legends are referred to by their real names outside of the arena matches (Ajay) and their Legend names during arena matches (Lifeline) unless there are extenuating circumstances.
Sorry if anything seems confusing. If you have questions just let me know. Enjoy :)
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Dumb Luck
BOOM! Lifeline had narrowly escaped a shot from a Kraber. In fact it was the last shot fromvthe deadliest sniper in the arena. The only way that she managed to evade the shot was dumb luck. She tripped over a small ditch in the ground and fell around the corner of the hill that led into Three Way. She wasn't one to be clumsy but today she would make an exception because it save her life and the match.
Her ears burned from the noise of the sniper rifle shot as she sat with her back against the side of a small cliff. She was still very new the Apex battle royale. She could barely think as the gun shot still echoed through her ears. Her heart was pounding so hard that she could feel it against her chest and hear it in her head.
She tilted her head back and closed her eyes in an attempt to calm herself down so that she could think of her next move. The air was so warm and thick that it stifled her, almost choking her. Sweat dripped down the left side of her temple as she took a long, calculated sigh. Loose strands of her hair stuck to her cheeks and the back of her neck.
The gun shot came from 400 meters away so she knew that she didn't have much time to sit around and think; she needed to get her shit together, "Come on, we've got a job ta do." She gave DOC a pat. DOC or Drone of Healing a little robot that she had built herself with a permanent memory processor (PMP) from Chevrex. The drone could retain programming and recordings for just about ever.
DOC was a great asset to the team because it could heal wounded team members. The drone could close up wounds like magic in a matter of seconds. DOC was always ready to help with a quick flick of Lifeline's fingers. DOC was tucked away in a large pocket on Lifeline's baggy pants. DOC was Lifeline's left hand because the drone was always on her left side in her pocket.
By her calculations of the body count, there was only one other Legend, and herself, left in the arena. She also knew that there was only one respawn beacon left inside the ring. She stood up from her sitting position and trembled from the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She had almost gotten hit from .50 Cal sniper almost.
It was blind, dumb luck that she tripped around a corner and that the shooter only had one shot left. She quickly regained her stature and continued her run up the hill towards Three Way; just near the Bunker housing area. Three Way wasn't a designated area on the arena map; it received its name from the other Legends. It was comprised of three entry points that almost resembled a capital T; hence why the Legends called it Three Way.
On her person she had two of her teammate's banners that she had collected when they were brutally sniped to death. She was paired with the only two other women in the blood sport; apparently the Apex thought that it would bring in better ratings. They were strong, they were fierce, and they were borderline scary. She did not want to let Wraith or Bangalore down.
Lifeline could not let her team down now; she had come too far. Her fists were clenched tight as she ran as hard as she could towards the respawn beacon. When she had finally made it to the respawn beacon she kneeled down next to the red respawn beacon and used the side of her fist to pop open a small panel. Underneath the panel was a key pad where she began to dialing in a code to signal the drop ship to bring her two teammates back.
After she finished keying in the code, a green beam shot out from the respawn beacon and into the sky to signal the drop ship which would have her teammates aboard. Lifeline pushed the hair from her cheeks as she stood up from a looked to a small hill directly in front of her. She knew that she didn't have much time now because her location was a dead giveaway with a huge drop ship hovering above her.
The beam of light disappeared and the respawn beacon became inactive once the drop ship appeared. The drop ship was excruciatingly loud and it concealed any noise that Lifeline made as she began to climb onto the hill that was located just behind the respawn beacon. The hill was a steep climb but she didn't one waver.
She grabbed at the dirt and rocks as she tirelessly scaled the hill. She brushed off dirt and swat from her face when she finally made it to the top. The hill was small and covered in some bushes and brush. Lifeline kneeled down and in the bushes and began setting up for attack the last enemy in the arena.
She tried to remain focused as her adrenaline rush had faded and exhaustion set in. She could not afford to lose her first match; no one would ever want to have a combat medic on their team if that combat medic could not hold their own. Lifeline did not make it this far in life or in her career to lose her first match.
It was a gamble but she set her sights on the area where she had entered. There was a one in three chance that the last member of the enemy team would be trailing behind where she came from. She hadn't even realized that the siren had sounded and that the storm was closing off behind her. If she was right then the storm would close off the entrances behind her and make it almost impossible for the enemy Legend to sneak up behind her.
The ring quickly shrank as her teammates began their descent from the drop ship above her. Lifeline pulled out the only weapon she had left on her; her Wingman. A rush of thoughts flooded her head, "At least da gun uses heavy ammo. With any luck I could slow mi target down if I need ta reload."
Lifeline had trained extensively with Bangalore before entering the games. Even though Lifeline had made it to the roster to debut with all of the other Legends she came at a later date. She had personal business to take care of before she could enter the battle royale. On her off days Lifeline would train with Bangalore so that she did not miss out on anything. After Lifeline had got her personal affairs in order she dedicated her time to solely train for the televised blood sport.
She would hit the firing range with Bangalore on a daily basis. She learned about every gun and what ammo it used. She learned about the terrain and how it worked. She also learned about other Legends, their abilities, and how they worked together as a team; especially in tight situations. She learned about knockdown shields, death boxes, banners, and respawn beacons.
She learned about the arena and ring rotation before she even set foot on in the arena. She learned about thermite, grenades, and arc stars. Bangalore taught her about body armor, helmets, backpacks, healing items, attachments, and everything that she needed to know about the arena. Lifeline was well equipped with knowledge before her first match.
Lifeline's thoughts were quickly interrupted as she tried to focus again. Shortly after setting up for her attack she heard faint footsteps from where she had entered the hillside of Three Way. Soon she heard Bangalore's voice in the distance, "Let me at 'em!" The enemy footsteps grew louder and faster. Lifeline then heard Wraith's voice in the distance, "This time will be different."
Lifeline paced her breathing and tried to silence everything out except for her target. The enemy footsteps were now rushing and moving even closer. Her heart slowed and she couldn't hear anything but the enemy footsteps that were still fast approaching the area. She counted down the seconds until the enemy would be turning the corner.
As her teammates dropped in and laid boots to the ground, Lifeline laid her eyes on the final member of the enemy team, Bloodhound. They rounded the corner from the entrance of the hillside where Lifeline had entered to respawn her teammates. "Winner." Her one in three chance had paid off. Like a good tracker, Bloodhound tracked Lifeline but they were unaware of the unforeseen bloodshed that they were about to endure.
With all of her might Lifeline pulled the trigger of her Wingman as fast as she could. The Wingman recoiled upwards every shot but Lifeline held it steady, just as Bangalore had taught her; just as she had been taught during the war. Lifeline emptied the clip and began to reload the gun but she stopped when she heard the announcer's voice, "We have our Apex Champions."
Lifeline felt her heart begin to race and pound as she dropped down onto her ass to sit. She began to breathe at a normal, steady, controlled pace. The air felt less stifled and she no longer felt like she was being choked. Everything had been riding on her to win this match and it was finally over; she won.
She gave DOC a ritualistic pat with her left hand. She needed to reassure herself, and DOC, that the match was over, "We did it DOC." She rested her arms over her bent knees and dropped the Wingman between her legs as she peered over to her teammates. Neither one of her teammates lost their poise; they both seemed like they had trained for this all of their lives.
Lifeline, on the other hand, had devoted her life to helping others since her family had devoted their lives to ruining lives in the name of money. She was now just a combat medic that was competing in a blood sport to kill people for money and give that money to people in need. It was quite the opposite of what she left home to set out to do with her life.
Apex was her only opportunity after the war ended. It was a hard, but a much needed change. She needed Apex as much as Apex needed her. She had absolutely no one left in her life except for her friendly little healing drone DOC. Her teammates were now her only family. Apex granted her another life that she had never dreamed of.
Soon everything around fell into a black abyss and a cool rush of air enveloped Lifeline and her team. She closed her eyes tight and held her breath like she was getting ready to dive into the deep end of a pool. She couldn't seem to get used to this feeling; no matter how many times it had happened. The trip back to the transport ship happened so quickly that she was sitting in her usual seat before she knew it.
Her first match was over and she really didn't know what to do or how to act so she remained silent. She would wait to take cue from the other Legends on how to behave after a match. She listened to the soft hum as she the transport ship guided her and the Legends back to HQ. Her first match was in the books and now it was time to debrief and relax.
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