All Chapters of Brotherhood of the Last Shelter: Chapter 1
- Chapter 9
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The Countdown Begins
The last thing I saw before I died was my brother reaching for me while a monster tore through his chest.“James, run!”Donald screamed my name, but he was already bleeding heavily. Before I could reach him, a massive metal foot came down on Luggard, crushing him against the broken pavement. Donald tried to drag me away, but a metal claw pierced his chest and threw him aside.I fell beside my brothers, their blood covering my hands. The monster turned toward me, its glowing blue eyes fixed on my face.I knew I was going to die, and there was nothing I could do about it.Then I opened my eyes.I shot upright in bed, gasping for air. My hands flew to my chest, searching for the wound, but there was nothing there. I was alive. My heart was pounding, and sweat soaked the front of my shirt.For several seconds, I sat staring at the familiar yellow walls of my apartment. The ceiling fan rattled overhead, and an old pair of shoes lay beside the wardrobe. Everything was exactly as I remembere
The world will end in seven days
The screeching grew louder as something dragged itself up the stairs. I pulled Luggard behind me while Donald raised his wrench. When the creature emerged from the darkness, both of my brothers went still. It looked like a hound built from twisted steel cables and rusted iron plates. Blades protruded from its legs, and two bloodred lights glowed inside its skull. "What kind of dog is that?" Donald asked. "Whatever it is, don't hit its head. Your wrench won't hurt it." He glanced at me. "How do you know that?" I had no time to answer. The creature opened its jaws, revealing rows of jagged metal teeth. A grinding growl filled the tunnel, and a blue screen appeared before my eyes. Quest Alert: Defeat the anomaly hunter to prove your worth. I clenched my teeth. The system wanted me to fight a monster without proper weapons. It had to be another attempt to get me killed. The hound suddenly lunged. "Move!" I shoved Donald aside and dragged Luggard out of its path. The
Open the door and eliminate the threat
The steel door shook so violently that I thought it would come off its hinges.Something growled on the other side, its heavy breathing audible through the metal. Donald stood beside the door with his wrench raised, while Luggard gripped a rusted iron pipe he had picked up from the floor.Neither of them looked ready for another fight, and I couldn't blame them."Stay quiet," I whispered.The creature slammed into the door again. The metal bent inward, and dust fell from the ceiling.A blue screen appeared before my eyes.Warning: Shelter door integrity dropping. Recommended action: Open the door and eliminate the threat.I almost laughed at the stupidity of the suggestion. The system might as well have asked us to offer our throats to the monster."We're not opening that door," I said. "Donald, find us another way out."He swept his flashlight around the cramped room until its beam settled on a square ventilation grate near the ceiling."That might work."The creature struck again. O
The Stolen Truck
"Are you out of your mind, James?"Donald stared at the black transport truck across the street. Two armed guards stood near its front bumper, chatting while smoke curled from their cigarettes. Behind them, the open cargo doors revealed generators, steel plates, and crates of water filters.Everything we needed was sitting in that truck."Keep your voice down," I told him."Keep my voice down? Those men have rifles!""I can see that. We aren't going to fight them."Donald gave me a doubtful look. "Then how exactly do you plan to get that truck?""You're a mechanic. Can you start it without the keys?"He studied the vehicle for a moment. "Probably. But I'll need time, and I'm not doing it with a gun pointed at my head.""Luggard will help you get inside. I'll distract the guards."Luggard tightened his grip on the iron pipe. "And what happens when they notice we're stealing their truck?""We drive away before they can stop us."Neither brother looked convinced, but we were running out
Then throw that thing away!
The red light on the water filter kept blinking.I turned the device over in my hand, wishing I could rip the tracker out with my bare fingers. Thorne's men were still behind us, and if we led them to our shelter, everything we had done so far would be pointless."Donald, we can't go back to the subway," I shouted through the window. "They'll follow us straight to the base.""Then throw that thing away!""And let them find it lying in the street? They'll know we've discovered the tracker."Donald cursed as the truck swerved around a parked lorry. "Unless you know how to disable it, I suggest you stop giving me problems and start giving me solutions."Before I could answer, Luggard leaned forward."Take the next left."Donald glanced at him. "Where does that road go?""The old rail yard. I studied the abandoned infrastructure around here for my architecture course. Their security vehicles won't get far once we leave the paved road, but this truck should manage.""You're sure?""No, Don
You have capable hands for a thief.
By the time we reached the maintenance room, my legs were aching, and the battery on my phone had dropped to twelve percent.Luggard led us through the final stretch of the tunnel, counting drainage pipes until we reached the familiar junction behind our shelter. Donald followed close behind, his wrench resting against his shoulder.He had been unusually quiet since we left the rail yard.The moment we entered the room, he turned to me."All right, James. Explain how you made those steel plates disappear."I dropped my bag beside the wall. "I told you about the inventory.""You told us it existed. You didn't explain how it works." He pointed at the empty space where the stolen supplies should have been. "You stored hundreds of pounds of equipment without carrying a single extra bag. Then you left two generators behind because they were too heavy. I need to understand what we're dealing with."Donald wasn't afraid of hard work or danger. What bothered him was something he couldn't exam
The Tagged Steel
The line went dead.I lowered the phone and stared at the dark screen. Donald and Luggard waited for me to speak, but the system alert floating in front of my eyes demanded my attention.System Alert: Shelter Level 1 Stabilized.Current Inhabitants: 3/3.Shelter Perk Unlocked: Structural Reinforcement Buff (+15% resistance to physical blunt force).Side Mission Triggered: Clear the Upper Access.Objective: Neutralize the trapped anomaly at the entrance gate.Time Remaining: 04:12:00.Failure Penalty: Structural signal beacon will broadcast base location to nearby hostiles.I read the last line twice.The system had just rewarded us for reinforcing our shelter, then threatened to expose our location if we refused to kill the creature outside. Whatever intelligence controlled it, that intelligence understood exactly how to pressure me."What's wrong?" Donald asked."The system wants us to kill the hound before the timer expires. If we don't, it'll broadcast our location to every hostile
Severing the Line
The hound's broken leg scraped across the stairs as it dragged itself toward us. Black fluid leaked from the torn joint, hissing when it touched the concrete.It was damaged, but it showed no sign of slowing down."Donald, fall back!" I shouted.The creature lunged. Despite having only three working legs, it crossed two steps in a single bound, its metal jaws snapping inches from my face.I raised my steel pipe with both hands.Its jaws clamped down with enough force to bend the iron. The impact drove me onto my knees, sending pain through my wrists and shoulders. Its red eyes brightened as its rear claws dug into the stairs."James!" Luggard yelled."Stay away from its mouth!" I struggled to keep the pipe between its teeth. "Donald, get to its spine!"Donald moved along the wall, keeping out of reach. His fear had given way to concentration, the same expression he wore whenever he dismantled an engine and refused to let anyone distract him.The hound sensed him and jerked its head si
Then we're short
The maintenance room door slammed shut behind us, and Donald dropped the remains of the mechanical hound's power core onto the workbench."We have less than two hours before Thorne's men reach this block," he said. "If their scanners can detect the tagged steel, we need to stop them from locating this room."Luggard set down his bag and crossed to the wall where the old transit blueprints hung beneath cracked glass."There might be a way."He wiped dust from the diagram, then pointed to a thick line running behind the maintenance room."This is the old grounding conduit for the subway power network. The trains stopped running years ago, but the copper grounding rods should still be embedded in the rock."Donald leaned closer. "You think we can use the old grounding system to interfere with their scanners?""I think we can reduce the signal coming from our door. The steel plates are connected to the frame, and the frame is connected to the building's structure. If we ground the metal p