The Hunt For Nold the Black Wolf

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"By Holy Terra! Did you see that?!"
 
A burst of fire interrupted the exchange between the two rag-clad gangers as they dove for cover.

"Yes, I did, Brother Cinder."

They both peered over the wall at the Bounty Hunter that Brother Cinder had just shot. 

The shot had clearly damaged the holo-projector it was wearing and now the rouge Assassin stood revealed.

As Brother Cinder and Initiate Jacob looked on the thing stood back up from where it had gone down to the autogun round and ducked behind the shack it had been advancing next to.

"Isn't Carmelita back there?" said Jacob referring to the infamous bounty hunter and the leader of this gang of Venators.

Before Cinder could reply they both heard Pum - Spak, Pum -Spak, the distinctive sound of bolter rounds fired at close range and exploding upon contact with their target. 



The Ambot that the pair were so worried about facing turned and moved away from them then. 

That is when their attention was distracted by a white clad Venator with dual pistols that seemed to appear out of nowhere.  Her first shot struck the juve just above the bell button sending him sprawling, while Brother Cinder returned fire, each shooting and ducking behind cover. 


Plasma explosions lit up the darkness briefly illuminating the white skin and long dark hair of Nold as he cautiously crept past the body of the venator leader he had just gunned down.  It didn't have time to finish her off, there was a 1000 credit reward on its head and its cover was blown now. 


He heard the ambot even over the noise, but the thing moved surprisingly fast and even before he could turn the first of its massive fists was just about to hammer him into the ground.  Another flash of light occurred and Nold found itself behind a pillar, his senses told it his displacer field had moved it 15 meters away from the ambot and closer to the its planned escape route.



Another one of the bounty hunters fired on Nold, the rounds ripping through the plaskin covering its metal frame and slightly damaging the endoskeleton.  Nold fired back hearing a disappointing click as his one bolter ran out of ammunition but the distinct pum - spak of the other round satisfyingly silenced his opponent.

More fire rained into the Venator position and one of them whistled distinctively, it seemed as though they had had enough, they gathered the wounded they could and moved quickly away from the allied gangs that were had decided to take them on.  Neither of the approaching gangs seemed keen on facing Nold and he slipped away into the darkness.  He had some repairs to make on his equipment and himself.