The Bow Ranger
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
| File:Bow Ranger.jpg | |
| Heading the good fight in Steel canyon | |
| The Bow Ranger | |
| Player: @necrophagist | |
| Origin: | Natural |
|---|---|
| Archetype: | blaster |
| Security Level: | 11 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Charley Fenix |
| Known Aliases: | None |
| Species: | Human |
| Age: | 28 |
| Height: | 6'1" |
| Weight: | 232 lbs |
| Eye Color: | Blue |
| Hair Color: | Blonde, short |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | American |
| Occupation: | Former Military Spec Ops, Honarable Discharge |
| Place of Birth: | Richmond, Virginia |
| Base of Operations: | Pre-explosion: San Fransisco, California |
| Marital Status: | Wife and Child, Deceased |
| Known Relatives: | All Deceased on Explosion |
| Known Powers | |
| None | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Extreme Military Training | |
| Equipment | |
| Combound Bow, Targeting Drone, Caltrops, Web Grenades, Multi-purpose infared/night vision goggles, and assortments of specialized arrows | |
| He's from a alternate dimension of the World | |
The Bow Ranger was my first attempt at a serious do-gooder with a real background and serious reasons to be helping the city. The idea, while be a little un-original the same old same old hero from another dimension, the story is completly original and so far is one of my best works
Contents |
Ashes to Ashes
"With the sharp crack of lighting your eyes bestow a completely different world. All of earths Major cities are destroyed. Nearly every where you go is desolate wastelands, the world miming that of Chernobyl. The ashes fall like snow in a never ending storm, a blizzard of the nuclear holocaust. The one great fear of your dimension has beridden that of mine."
Chapter 1
The Third Riech, where in your dimension are destroyed, in mine where so as well. That is until December 25th 1997, we called it Nuclear Christmas, when they arose with a bang. A total of 67 Nuclear Bombs circled the globe and in a matter of seconds thousands of years of evolution was reduced to ash. The Casualties where immeasurable, 6/8ths of the worlds population were annihilated. The remaining 2/8ths consisted mainly of the Todgruppe, or Death Squad as they called themselves now. Hidden they lay for 60 years in those tunnels, those quite tunnels would drive a man insane with the clanking of machinery or the chatter of german officers barking orders at lowbies or spewing a mental mind fuck at you.
The bombs hit everywhere, every major city in the world was struck by at least one bomb, some even two. The U.S. Took the biggest hits with a total of 18 bombs alone we were nothing if not just a pile of rubble after that. Out of those unlucky few that was able to survive the explosion, one being your humble narrator, most were either found and enslaved or died from the massive amounts of radiation.
After the hit, all bombs being simultaneous, i do not know how or why i survived. Sometimes i believe in divine intervension, but if there is a god why would he save me and destroy so many others? I dont know, but i sure as hell wish i died. I wondered around for a few hours in a daze staring blankly in front of me. If you would have seen me you would have thought i was thinking really hard about something, this was not the case. The only remenant of human life i could see where the black ashes inscribed onto the walls of destroyed buildings. After a long while i started to feel faint and i toppled over losing the will to live, i no longer had anything to live for, everyone i knew...dead. I passed out, from what i dont know lack of nutriention or radiation i would guess.
Chapter 2
I woke up to the dank horrible smell of smog, and i found it hard to breath. I wobbled my head around and saw my arms in the hands of two german soldiers, i was being drug across the ground to where i dont know. The soldiers seemed almost inhuman with there strength, they pulled me at that time being around 267 lbs with litterally no trouble at all despite the fact that they didnt seem bulky at all. As they began to notice of my awakening they first started clamoring insults and the ones with out masks spit in my face. I didnt say a word, or i couldnt for that matter, i just let them go on no longer did i care. The next thing i felt was a gun butt being bashed against my skull. It drew blood but the idiot had not done his job, obviously trying to knock me unconcious. When i tryed to shout at the bastard the only thing that came out was a laugh. A sharp cruel almost evil, insane, manicle laugh that you see in the movies. They just looked at me and one punched me in the head, this time knocking me out cold.
I had awoken by the time they came back in. I was in a small cell with little to no features. There where three beds and unfortunally no place to release yourself, but i could tell by the smell that they didnt intend to give us a potty break. One of the germans that walked in bore a long sharp needle, the contents unknown at the time. I backed in the corner and yelled for them to stay back. Of coarse i couldnt defend myself in my state of mind and they knew that and before i knew they surrounded me and stuck the needle in my arm. I yelled in pain as the venom spread into my muscles, i could feel myself weaken by the second. Before i knew it my body was limp on the ground and i couldnt move. The germans left me in the cell on the floor, the cold unforgiving steel floor wrapping me in a blanket of ice. I once again fell into sleep, dreaming of the deaths that occured, dreams of my family and everyone i knew. I woke in a sweat, I saw a boy of about fourteen sitting on one of the beds. I tryed to get up and go to him but my body still wouldnt move from the injection. I felt a hand on my shoulder then a man a little older than me said to just sit still and rest for a while.
((to be continued))
In Our World
((coming soon))
