[color=39b54a][b]Gorge the mutant[/b][/color] - Salem center of town - Morning

Gorge stood there alone for a little while, the town wasn’t as populated as he expected it to be. The trail of Harold’s blood still contrasted brightly with the dark colors of the ground. Honestly he felt tired of waiting around for someone to come talk to him or ask why he was there. He figured not being shot at was a good start. Yet still he had a feeling at the back of his mind, something that kept him tensed up and unable to relax.

Then he heard it well felt it would be a better description, the rumble in the distance followed by the report of a gun. The echo of the shot was low and rather quiet, a shot gun perhaps then a scream nearby that drew closer, “Deathclaw.” The very word sparks fear and alarm in most. Acting quickly Gorge put his helmet back on and picked up his gun.

The armored mutant ejected the half spent fusion core and jacked a full canister in, then moved to a spot in the open where he could get a few good shots off at whatever came down the road. The barrels on his gun were spinning ready to fire, hesitating as a man round the corner yelling about the Deathclaws. Gorge couldn’t fire, not yet, the man was in the way of the firing line and would be hit by him, so he waited. Watching the man that called out to him, five young Deathclaws hot on his heels, still he waited.

Then right before he would have been hit by one of them, the man dove through a window. Without skipping a beat the large mutant opened fire on the group of Deathclaws, powerful red beams of light streaked through the air leaving small but brief fires where they hit. Keeping concentrated fire on the group of them while individuals splintered off to pursue other targets one from the group charged at him, roaring in pain as it took the brunt of the shots from his gun.

Gorge didn’t flinch, he didn’t waver, and he just kept firing as the young death claw came closer and closer. Once it was within feet of him it lunged forward only to be stopped by a sudden yet powerful front kick from the mutant that sent the Deathclaw to the ground. As it lay on the ground struggling to get up, the mutant dispatched the creature with a few concentrated shots to the chest. Satisfied with the kill Gorge turned his attention back to the Deathclaw Matriarch and fired.