Stray Cat Strut Chapter Thirty-Three - No Surrender

Chapter Thirty-Three - No Surrender

[...]It is in the opinion of the General Inspector that, without imdiate action, the water treatnt systems keeping the city functional will fail within six to nine months.

This situation is a ticking ti bomb. The system currently in place was designed for civilian use, and the number of corporate entities piggy-backing on it is causing shortages, back-ups and pressure issues across the entire chanism.

If we do not imdiately begin to repair this damage, this city might soon find itself without water or sewerage.

At least the sewage issues will be alleviated once the population no longer has access to

water.

--A note to the city council of New Montreal, 2047

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The first step in my plan, which I was officially dubbing Operation: Fuck the Doc required Gomorrah and I be able to reach the doc so we could, in a figurative sense, fuck him.

The problem was that we were three floors up and I didnt trust my power armour that much. Not enough to risk a plunge from this height, at least. We need to get down there, I muttered.

Gomorrah stepped next to , then looked around. Theres a rope right there, she said, pointing.

There was a cord, thick steel wire running from the ceiling all the way down to the ground level. It had lights hanging off of it every tre or so. Yeah, I guess I could use that, I said. Like sliding down one of those stripper poles in a firefighter station. Arent you worried you might give yourself friction burns? I asked.

Cat... I dont know why you think that sothing like a rope would be able to burn , but... I suppose I appreciate the concern, but its not necessary.

Fair enough, I said. The rope was a good ways away, definitely out of reach unless I jumped.

So I jumped.

My cybernetic hand wrapped around the tal cord and clamped shut. The entire thing swung, and with it, lights rattling below even as the rope started to screech past and I went from a swing to a barely assisted fall.

Falling, I discovered, happened fast. I didnt have much ti to react except to point my legs down as I ramd through light housings and sent them clattering down below .

The Doc, his assistant, and the guard jumped up, and the dude in the tub squird around to look at the spot where I made my grand entrance.

I landed in a crouch, my entire body jarring within my suit, but it didnt hurt. I wouldnt do it for fun, but the suit definitely absorbed the impact. I stood, slow and careful, then faced the doc and his pals.

What the fuck? the assistant said. What made the lights fall?

Oh, right, I was still invisible.

Ruined my own big entrance.

At least when I was invisible, no one could tell how embarrassed I was.

Nice landing.

The suit did most of the work, I said as I stepped out from the pile of broken light fixtures. As stealthy as my boots were, there was no stopping the crunch of glass and tin underfoot.

A sibilant hiss sounded out behind , ending in a crunch as Gomorrah landed behind . She stood, then picked up her launcher and aid in Doc Hacks general direction. Back away from the man in the tub and raise your arms, Gomorrah demanded.

Who in the fuck are you? Doc Hack asked.

I stepped to the side, my invisibility turning off. I wasnt going to miss a second opportunity to be intimidating and cool. Were two girls that have spent far too many hours trawling through shit to get to you.

I should warn you. I was trawling through Doc Hacks systems and files for information. He has shut off his exterior connections. I intercepted every signal he sent out, but I no longer have direct access to his systems.

I made sure my next line wouldnt be heard aloud. Cant hack back in?

He disconnected by literally disconnecting any wireless systems in his body. A simple but efficient thod to prevent tampering.

Pulled the plug, huh, I said.

Which corp are you two from? Doc Hack asked. His head turned his head my way, then back to Gomorrah. His face was so uncanny valley shit. Like a mannequins face with so shitty chanism giving it motion. It didnt quite move in ti with his voice.

Were not from any corporation, Gomorrah said. Now, please surrender. It would make all of this infinitely simpler.

Doc Hack nodded. So, the reports were correct. You are samurai. To think that the very guardians of humanity would interfere with the work we are doing here. Or... perhaps you dont know better. Yes, thats far more likely.

Had he lost his mind? ... That was probably not the cleverest thought Id had all day. The dude was chopping people up while living in a sewer.

Look Doc, youre doing so pretty fucked up shit, so were going to... you know, stop you from doing that. Permanently, if need be.

Doc Hack raised his hands and gestured, as if telling us to calm down. It didnt work all that well when the guy in the tub next to him started screaming again. Please, dear samurai, you misunderstand what is happening here.

So youre not kidnapping people off the streets, chopping off their limbs, then turning them into... actually, why in the fuck are you cutting people up? Unless youre getting off on it.

Him getting off on it would be enough to explain all of this for you? Gomorrah asked.

I shrugged. People will do so weird shit if you let them. Wouldnt make shoot him any less.

Fair enough, I suppose, Gomorrah conceded.

Doc Hack shook his head. No, no, please, let explain. This placethe sewers, the undergroundit is the beating heart of this city. Its lifeblood pumps through day and night, every mont of the year. And we are the guardians of that heart, just as you are the guardians of humanity.

I dont recall chopping people up while guarding humanity, I said.

That... that is a failure on my, on our, part, Doc Hack said. He gestured to the rest of the room, but I had the impression he was trying to encompass the entirety of the sewers. We failed to predict the future, to plan for the loss of so many of our mbers. And now the whole system suffers. Entire sections have been closed down and are being repaired, but in that ti, the rest of the heart bleeds. We need more people, more valiant n and won on the front lines, fighting back against the rust and degradation that put the entire city at risk.

Wait, wait, I said. Youre trying to get more mbers? Thats why youre kidnapping people?

We will have new, voluntary mbers as ti goes on. We always do. The lost, the holess, those who, like myself, seek to hide from the oppression of the world above and find solace in the honest work here. But alas, those numbers are slow to co. We need more hands.

And you thought youd just grab folk off the streets? I asked.

Doc Hack nodded. If we do nothing, the city dies. Already the water systems are falling apart, already the imbalances caused by the loss of entire districts are trickling down to the areas around them. Monsters inhabited the sewers for a ti, and though they are gone, you guardians were not gentle in your exterminations.

Fucking hell, just put an ad out on the net if you need more workers!

Are you so nave that you think people would want to co to a place like this? To beco mutilated and defaced? To lose their humanity in order to save this city? Doc Hack asked. He was becoming increasingly louder as he spoke. This is a place of great sacrifice, where none will ever acknowledge the work that is done!

Sure, whatever, that doesnt an you can just... take people. For fucks sake, I said.

Who will do the work that needs doing if not us? We dont expect much. We are the liquidators of this city's filth and the providers of its life! It is thankless, but no one else will do it. End , and this city crumbles.

My analysis suggests that he may be correct. The citys water and sewer infrastructure have been due for an overhaul for nearly a decade. Without that overhaul, and with what little maintenance the system has been receiving so far, it is likely a chain collapse will occur at any mont. The Sewer Dragons seem to be working to postpone this.

That doesnt an we wont do sothing about this guy. I glanced at the man in the tub before turning my glare to Doc Hack. I... cant allow this kind of thing in my city.

You cant allow it? Doc Hack asked.

I... might have forgotten to turn off the helts speakers there.

Not.. allow it? Then you would bring ruin to this city and all that weve done to protect it! Doc Hacks jacket burst open and a pair of arms moved out from a mass of tallic limbs, all of them holding onto handguns.

Ah, shit, I said.

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