An hour of walking and triangulation later, I find myself approaching a large Maelstrom warehouse under an overpass on the border of Little China and Watson surrounded by a variety of other warehouses near the winding road and pass by a gate where15 different gang members immediately become aparent, sitting on graffitied cars; laughing, drinking, smoking and snorting drugs.
The gang members, both male and female, appear to have the same unprofessionally implanted cybernetics as over their with Cybernetic arms, legs, faces, weapons and more, their faces alone more cybernetic than biological. They seem to notice me as well as I walk forward confidently towards the gathering of ruthless criminals.
"What do we have 'ere?" One of the Maelstromers laugh with a smirk, stepping forward and holding a shotgun behind his neck with one hand, shirtless.
"Dunno if you noticed sweetheart but this ain't exactly such place for delicate things such as yerself~" Another says, causing some more of the gang members to laugh, wheezing midway though as if they inhaled 15 cigarettes; holding a katana in his hand, the tip scraping the ground slightly.
"She' a pretty thing huh? Too bad that pretty face'a yours'll be carved off ya soon. I think'll it'll look pretty cute on our wall." The gang members nod in agreement, with one of the women spitting on the ground beside her before glaring back up at me.
"Delicate? I'm almost offended." I answer with a sarcastic eye roll, crossing my arms as they all band up together, taking out my Vape and inhaling before blowing strawberry scented smoke towards them.
"Good. 'cause I'm just remndin' ya that pretty girls such as yourself should be on their hands and knees, bent over to whatever corpo bastard is payin' the most." Another of the men comment, causing a shared laughter between them.
"Wow, you're reeaaal funny. Makes sense comin' from the corniest clowns of Night City. Ain't worried you'll go psycho bein' that borged Wall-E?" I slow clap with dripping sarcasm as I stand unfazed by their demeaning and insignificant insults.
"Clowns? I'll have you know we deal with poor innocent cunts like yourself daily. Shoulda saw the guy we robbed yesterday; dude was scared shitless!" The first comments again before they all once again begin to laugh and smirk, not taking me seriously and dismissing my question.
"Hate to break it to ya sweetheart but you ain't no 7 nation army. You wanna kill us, go ahead; I dare you to try." The woman comments as she walks towards me; right up into my face.
"Maybe not. But I don't need to be a 7 nation army to rid the planet of your pathetic existence. And that guy you robbed? He's actually why i'm here. So I want the money, and the car; or this'll be the last time you speak to someone outside of your ridiculous excuse for a gang. You're about as tough as a smooth marble." I snicker as the others begin to surround me, noting of such disadvantage I was being hit with.
"That so? You know what'd be real entertaining? To hear your bones crunch under my Gorilla arms." A second woman comments, her Cyberware being charged as she tries to intimidate me.
"A brave assumption to think you'd even recieve such an opportunity. I will say It is interesting though that you truly believe you're capable of killing me when you're about as strong as a fish on land. I gotta give you credit where it's due though, you really give me hope for the idiots that think they could beat Adam Smasher or Morgan Blackhand in a fight." I snicker, my confidence not at all wavering.
"You think you're so funny don't you? I don't think you understand you're 25 to 1 right now. So you wanna say that again?" The maelstromer leader asks, taking hold of my chin and moving my gaze to his.
"Sure. You're a useless, worthless, pathetic, stupid, senseless, blindsighted, egotistical moron who can't fight fair battles so he resorts to ganging up on a guy with 11 of your equally stupid friends." I respond, frowning and squinting my eyes as he touches me, pushing his hand off my chin before my eyes turn light pink.
"Oh you little-!" Before he can finish his sentence however, sparks fly off the Cyberware on his face before completely exploding in his head as I short circuit the leader's Cyberware with my Cyberdeck. I then immediately pull out my pistol and use my reboot Optics quick hack on the gang members in front of me to blind them.
I don't stop there however, through the heat of the moment, I accidentally start overclocking my Cyberdeck to disable the gang member's weapons behind me and dash to a metal dumpster for cover; with shots immediately being fired as I slide behind it.
Due to overclocking my Cyberdeck though, I immediately receive a massive shock and burn through my body, not deadly but enough to hurt. I also feel a massive headache immediately hit me due to the mass amount of quickly gained heat and electricity coursing through the piece of hardware in my head, groaning and screaming a little in pain before going back to shooting.
As shots continue to be fired, I return suppressive fire, pushing through the pain with my pistol and dropping a couple of the gang members before ducking back into cover.
"Fuckin'- hnnrgh-!" I groan again as I overclock my cyberdeck again, Causing a shock to course through my body as I short circuit another 2 of the gang members, slamming the metal dumpster with my hand involuntarily as the headache pain and immediate shock pain begins to take a toll; with the tears in my eyes present to prove it.
Due to the pain and suffering I accidentally inflicted in myself, I decide to stick strictly to shooting now as to not push my Cyberware further, throwing a flashbang and reloading my pistol before popping out of cover again, sinking back behind the dumpster to avoid the relentless oncoming gunfire.
Deslite the fire though, More enemies pile from the inside of the warehouse after hearing the conflict; counting around 13 of the remaining 25 left.
"You feelin' the pain from that overclock honey? You can't hide no more!" One of them taunts as they slowly push my location. I need to do something and fast. I go to reload my pistol but i'm out of ammunition.
"Shit!" I mutter as I hit my gun a couple times, now realising i'm in a bad position. Upon a quick analysis of my OS, which declares my vitals such as internal body temperature, blood pressure and heart rate as "Concerning" from the shock and my RAM capacity remaining on "-2; DANGEROUS LEVELS"
I groan again, clenching my fist on the ground and searching for a way to solve the intense disadvantage i'm at and finally, after a heavily split and reluctant moment of contemplation, I finally act when they're about to arrive behind the dumpster.
"Okay-! Okay-! I- I fold-!" I speak loudly as I slowly leave cover with my hands raised, causing the gang members to grin in satisfaction toward my resignation.
"Good girl. Now that you quit struggling we can use you; can't we fellas?" The closest one says as the approach, widespread agreement is displayed for an obvious "use" for me. Either for their pleasure or to sell my organs for profit.
However, their renowned victory is short lives as once they get close, I enact my plan, pulling a "Kamikaze" coated move.
"I'd rather die." I spit out heavily and harshly whilst panting before my eyes turn bright light pink and overclocking my Cyberware as much as physically possible, selecting each of the maelstromer's cyberware in a fraction of a second on my database and short circuiting the 13 gangers to death. A large electrical shock then immediately hits, paralysing me and causing me to immediately collapse to the ground after the attack, screaming loudly in pain, clearing the area of live Maelstrom whilst my body roughly lands on the ground. My body slams the ground and steams whilst a red "CRITICAL ERROR" is displayed on my OS through my cornea.
I lay on the ground now, electricity coursing through my veins as my internal body temperature hits just under 42 degrees. My head feels like it's practically exploding whilst I continue to groan and scream in pain before gradually falling in and out of consciousness.