(//Made this to increase the drama of HL2RP and possibly open up new chapters as to what happened during and before the war. Follow the instructions for immersive reading.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcZ9kQ1h-ZY&feature=related (Main Theme)
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF NIALL EVANS
Chapter 1: Before The End...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=71wRbLucnMk)
In the city of Miami, in a distant year forgotten by all, the buildings stood high and mighty, signifying the reign of the all powerful humans, a reign considered a long time by few, but simple seconds by others. The children played in the parks, the adults drove around in their flashy cars and fancy suits, and the elderly reminisced about the old times as they sat in the sun. A small high-school stationed in the roughest place in Miami was home to many students, including one Niall Evans. Niall grew up as the "in between" child. Not so cool, not so bad. He was respected from both sides of the school society, except teachers, who despised him. Names tossed around such as "ignorant", "bad example" and "ruffian" were not uncommon to Niall. He just took them like dust to the face, as he practically swaggered down the halls. Most girls fell for his blue eyes, good fashion, and amazing strength. Others saw him as a jar-head, moronic, a baldy, barbarian. Niall didn't care, he was young and stubborn, so as far as he was concerned, the whole world loved him. He had the usual set of friends, a brain box, a comedian, an idiot. Niall's life outside school was different though... It would show a whole new perspective of Niall.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=noaT-bzOakg)
Niall entered his home to find his mother laying on the broken couch, her mascara leaking down her face, proving that she had obviously been crying. Beer bottles were scattered all around her, and a trail of puke leading from her to the bathroom. In her hand was a photo of Niall as a young child, his mother, and a man with Niall on his shoulders. The man had Niall's eyes, a rough 5 'o' clock shadow look, and the resemblance of Bradley Cooper. Niall's mother, however, looked like a 50-something year old, despite only being in her rough 20's. She had blonde hair, which was slightly greying. Her nose, slightly crooked, and her lips, just the normal size. She had already gained a few wrinkles on her face, and looked rougher than ever. Niall noticed the photo had been taped together, numerous times previously. Niall tore the photo and chucked its remains in the trash, not even looking back. Mr Evans was jailed for life for numerous rape accounts, murder, fraud and child abuse. If it wasn't for the Miami police force, it was almost guaranteed that Niall would either be dead, or severely raped. Suddenly, the phone rang, making Mrs Evans spring into action. "Yes? Hello?... Okay... Saturday?... 12:00PM?... Okay..." She said, picking a note and writing down. She didn't even pay attention to Niall standing in the corner making his own dinner on the stove, burning himself numerous times. "Mom... mom, my hand got burnt a little." Niall said softly, his mother being swift and defensive. "SHUT UP NIALL! Fucking hell, I gotta write something important down." She exclaimed. Niall reached into the cupboards and picked out a band-aid, slowly wrapping it around his finger. Mrs Evans suddenly slammed the pen onto the table and buried her head in her arms. "GODDAMMIT!" She bellowed, suddenly weeping into her arms. As he walked past, food in hand, Niall noticed the note. Mrs Evans was writing down prices of the bills, which were instantly noticeable to have been over the limit. Niall tried to comfort his mother, placing his arm over her shoulder, which was suddenly swiped off. "NIALL, WHAT HAVE A TOLD YOU ABOUT TOUCHING ME?!" She said, aiming herself to slap him. Niall stood there, ready to cry at first, then suddenly getting in her face. "Go ahead mom! The services said one more case and I can go! I don't even wanna be here! I can make new friends with a new family!" He shouted, Mrs Evans suddenly dropping her hand. "In your dipshit dreams... I lost one of my family, and I ain't losing my baby..." she said, as Niall looked out the window. "Dad didn't get lost, he had justice brought to him. Mom, rape is a serious thin-" Niall got out, before being suddenly interrupted. "Rape? HA! Your dad didn't even touch that whore... You heard your dad himself, she came onto him. Security camera footage can get faked Niall, you retard. Haven't you noticed that movie monsters aren't real? Or Santa? Or any other lie I've shoved into that shit brain of yours?" She said in an abrupt manner. Niall was almost in tears, but he stood strong and went against his mother again. "Y'know, I think choosing your best friend as a lawyer, who obviously loves you, but obviously hates me, may have affected dad's chances? And also, the world isn't gonna go according to you, you fucking bimbo!" He said. Mrs Evans suddenly flipped the small collapsible table over and shot a pointed finger at Niall. "That's it, go to your fucking room now!" Niall stomped up the stairs and threw his lamp down them, smashing it to bits. "Oh, it's okay mom, you can afford it with your bitchy attitude that for some reason only comes out at me!" Niall was only aged 10 at the time... It only got worse...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ovdm2yX4MA)
Niall was 17 now, taking his A levels with his new family in Scotland. His mother was arrested for several fraud cases about 6 years ago, which made Niall feel much better. He lived in a richer family, meaning he could spend more money on booze and girls. He often went to his friends' parties and ended up in someone's house who wasn't even at the party. Somehow, he'd adapted his accent from his new family, meaning his American accent had almost left completely. Niall's attitude sure didn't change, drinking, smoking and even more stubborn-ness were new though. Niall was eventually thrown out of his house after several incidents. Niall did get into mischief during his last school years, including the day he somehow set the school's fire alarm off after a failed stink bomb joke. Niall did even manage to gain a few decent grades at the end of the year, in the subjects of his enjoyment of course. Then came graduation.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbP5lGmiBH0 2 minutes 7 seconds.)
Niall sat in the grand hall, awaiting his fellow educators to announce his certificate of graduation from high school. He sat in his seat, looking around for friends and family. He noticed the family that had kicked him out were still there, proud of him despite his cock-up. His friends from Miami turned up, waiting to congratulate him and shake hands, but what was he kidding, they were there to party. As the headmaster called his name, Niall stood up and shook the headmaster's hand, taking his certificate. Niall sat back down, thinking he could party harder now that he was free. Then it came to him, his life needed to get straightened out, he was an adult now... He couldn't party until his elderly days. He knew that if there was any time to mature and settle down, it was now, when he was at his youngest. He knew a choice came, university or an apprenticeship. Considering Niall's hatred for school, he now knew his choice. All that remained, was to find a job.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNCDbFO5R00)
Niall searched papers, went to job centers and zoomed through phone-books just to find one place he was qualified for. He currently lived in a tiny apartment centered in rural Scotland, just so he knew his old families would leave him alone. One day, he found an opening in a new car manufacturing factory. His qualifications matched the newspaper's exactly, maybe even better. He called the business up, who straight away accepted his CV and asked him to come in for and interview. After countless interviews upon interviews, Niall was told to come to the office post haste and meet the president of the company. Niall was sat outside the office wondering if his track record of theft and assault from when he was younger, would effect him now. A suited man walked in an looked down at Niall, who stayed perfectly still in his seat. "Well, Mr Evans. We've considered your 4 GCSE's in construction, your 2 in product design and wood work and your outside work of sculpting for an underground group. You've got the apprenticeship, welcome to the board." He said, straightening his blue tie and moving back his slick, gelled hair. Niall smiled as he followed the man into the main factory. "We've decided to immediately put you into manufacturing, you'll be working with Mr Delmond and Mr Foaks, who are your superiors. You are in the beginners stage of supplying parts to our vehicles, meaning for now, you'll basically be hitting metal sheets with a hammer to shape them into car doors. Here's your schedule, work uniform and list of breaks and lunch hours. Have fun..." The man said as the walked around the factory area, before arriving upon two men working on shaping car doors. Niall shook their hands before entering the toilets to change into his uniform. He put on his goggles, hard hat and blue jumpsuit before exiting the toilets. 1 year later, Niall was in a new section of manufacturing, welding. This meant he could easily have metals attach and detach together, which really helped his life in general. Life was good. For now...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7eFn8Cgcx8g)
After a long day of fixing a Ford Fiesta together, Niall was confronted by 2 Asian men. "Excuse Mr Evans, we are aware of your valuable crafting skills and have a proposition." The first one said. The second one stepped up. "So Mr Evans, what section of work are you in now?" He said. Niall looked curious, as he straightened his jacket and looked at them. "Welding." He said. The two men began to curse to each other. "[Japanese] You imbecile! You said he was fucking ready!" "[Japanese] I wasn't aware you pus-drinking fuckwad!" They argued. They then stared at Niall with a smile on their faces. "We're sorry sir, but it appears your time of need is not upon us yet. We will be with you in some time." They said in unison. Niall just looked bewildered and walked off. 2 more years later, Niall was at the top of manufacturing. He pretty much did the lot, shaped metal, welded it, carved it into shapes, the works.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVf4AqjNU9M)
The two men were outside at Niall's lunch break as he left the building. They grabbed him and threw him into a van, tying him up. Niall had his blindfold removed only to find himself in an old warehouse. "Mr Evans, the time of your duty is here. The UK government has been displeasing us lately with current policies and what not, so we require your skills of manufacturing to create a... message." The man said. One of the goons lifted a cloth off the table to reveal plans for a TNT explosive, and all the pieces were in front of him. Niall shook his head as he stood from the seat. "What the hell makes you think I'm gonna do this you moronic china-man?" He said as he rose from his chair. A goon laid a 9mm to his temple directly. "Because if you don't, we have means of disposal." Niall sat down and read the instructions as he assembled the device. 4 hours later, Niall was done and stood up. "Done, the... bomb is ready..." He said. "Good work Mr Evans, you have 10 seconds to get as far away as possible before we make sure you expire he said. Niall ran, but not from fear, for safety of the leading events. 2 hours later, the Asian men and their goons boarded a boat, handing the package over to some armed men, looking as though they came from Indian roots. As the boat set off, a sudden explosion erupted and shot the boat 14 feet in the air, before hitting the docks as debris. Luckily, the debris hit the two men and one goon, but left the other goon crippled. Niall stood in his home, packing his belongings before setting himself up for a departure. He wasn't going anywhere specific. The BBC did report the explosion, only saying it was an act of heroism, but the hero must be charged in court. Niall knew nothing would go smoothly considering his past records of theft and fraud. The government would give him life...
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He'd set off for the countryside where his mother lived, before she left the world. Niall lived there for years, fixing up bicycles from parts he collected. The bike never worked, as he had no materials for tires. The thought of him actually building a fully functional bike actually made him laugh. But, he digressed. Life got too boring, and Niall needed something... Suddenly, he checked his bank account online. The gangsters still paid him the reward... Account: £2,000,000,000/$3,148,000,000. Next stop, New York.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8lPbGlWd8A)
The big city had arrived into Niall's life. The streets were bright, the people, somehow friendlier than expected, and the shops were endless, and life seemed perfect. Niall managed to get a job at FAO Schwarz, which had brilliant pay, meaning Niall could afford his own apartment right in Times Square. Niall got so much pay, he managed to get what he considered, the ultimate crib (
http://www.joystickdivision.com/gaming-setup.jpg). Niall was living the life of a big man in society, which only made him feel the more powerful. His life was top-dollar, and who knew, maybe New York would only get better for him. If only that sentence were true...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKHFUKZ-IXE)
One day, Niall was told to work the counter while the normal counter guy went on break. Suddenly, Niall noticed a woman, resembling a blonde Megan Fox, who Niall saw as beautiful. When the counter man came back, he explained how her name was Lucy... Lucy Shrand. She wore her usual work uniform, but her brown eyes and beautiful complexion made her one of the most attractive women that. Lucy later went on a date, after constantly being asked, which meant Niall had to "swagger" up. He dressed in his fanciest tuxedo and tie, and hit the town, or rather down to 21 Club. Niall noticed Lucy at his table, sat in a beautiful red dress, making her all the more appealing. The night went perfectly. Every other night with her did. They loved each other so dearly to their hearts, that the moments they were apart hurt. And that is what began the wedding. The ceremony was like any other christian wedding, and the celebration after only made the love stronger. The husband and wife held hands, as the moment into life together forever began. The news then came by that Lucy was pregnant, and the two were overwhelmed, yet overjoyed. And after 3 months, the joy left... because of a simple crisis.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ahha3Cqe_fk)
FAO Schwarz was at crisis point. Because of the recent portal storms, the goods weren't being delivered to Schwarz, meaning sales were lower than ever. The reason for the crisis of debt was simple, the recent portal storms meant people were terrified to make any shipments what so ever. The debt was so bad that workers were being paid less and less, meaning Niall couldn't afford his bills anymore. After 8 months, and after the birth of Stephen Evans, Lucy was sat at the dinner party, several suitcases in hand, holding Stephen. Niall walked down the stairs, only to see Lucy whilst he felt her stomach. "What the fuck is this? I thought you loved me." He said. Lucy scowled at him and began to point sharply. "It's you who's in the wrong here goddammit, if you could just provide some food for your fucking family, maybe this crisis would hit us softer." She bellowed, still feeling her stomach. "What's up? Can we talk about this?" He said. She shook her head, walking to the door. "No, it's no use. I'm just feeling a bit sick. You had time to talk about this earlier..." She mumbled, grabbing Stephen and heading to the door, suitcase in hand. Niall ran out the door to her. "How's Stephen gonna cope with one parent huh?" He said. Lucy stood still, staring at the ground, then looking at him. "Niall-" She said (No music) until the ground rumbled, the portals opened, and millions and helicopters shot out from them, dropping explosives everywhere.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mw4O9pN-a1g&feature=related)
Masked figures dropped from rooftops, firing at everyone running, taking individual people, tying them up and throwing them in the choppers. Niall gestured Lucy to get into the car. "LUCY, HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" He screamed, as car upon car was bombarded. They ran into the station wagon, speeding off into the distance until they reached Times Square. Upon the travel, all they could see was the combine shooting children in the head, slicing the necks of the elderly and burning the bodies. Suddenly, upon the arrival to Times Square, Niall and Lucy noticed all the buildings in ashes, collapsed to the ground. "Oh my God... That was, what, a 2 hour drive?" "Yeah..." They said to each other, still hearing the sound of explosions and cries in the distance. Everywhere on the floor laid the corpses of the old citizens of New York. Suddenly, a chopper came down onto the center of the square. Several armed S.A.S soldiers sat inside as one lent his hand. "Quick! We were on a routine check here went it all went to shit, we know a place, hop in!" He said. Niall quickly handed them Stephen as he got in. Suddenly, Niall fell bang to the sound of a gunshot, as blood trickled from his leg. "Oh shit! Go go go!" The man exclaimed within the chopper, suddenly flying off. "NO, STEPHEN!" Lucy shouted, before collapsing to a gunshot to the head.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcZ9kQ1h-ZY&feature=related)
Suddenly, an orange-armored gas mask wearing figure walked towards the crippled Niall, looking towards him. "Two life forms detected, target neutralized, preparing next target." It said in a gruff, deep voice. Niall laid in the blood coming from his leg as he held Lucy's hand. "You fucking bastards! YOU FUCKING ROBOT BASTARDS!!!" He screeched, choking on blood that splashed into his mouth as he swung his arms, flailing from pain. The robot-man looked at him. picking him up and scanning him down. "Niall Evans, aged 27, crimes committed during course of void law... pitiful, yet prosecutable. Location to send, Prospekt." The masked figure threw Niall into a small, odd-looking helicopter. The figure then scanned Lucy. "Lucy Evans, aged 26. Crimes, none. State, deceased. Hang on..." It said, looking at her lower and lower, until it reached her stomach area. "Life form detected, female, status, amputate." It said. Niall suddenly looked shocked and talked to himself as two other figures restrained him. "Of course... Of-fucking course! SHE WAS PREGNANT, DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER!" Niall screamed at the orange-figure as he slowly left the ground. "This girl is about to meet her maker... better show her to the reception." It said, developing a knife and placing it to her womb. The figure cut into her, allowing her intestines to drop to the ground, as he slowly pierced the not-nearly developed womb. Niall began to screech and kick at the officers as they tied him down, all he could see was his wife being put into the sewers, left to die. Niall began to squirm so much, one officer fell from the chopper, having his head explode as he hit the ground below. They placed a potato sack over his head and flew off... To Nova Prospekt.
End of Chapter 1...
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