Off the Grid Season 2

The sound of the jeep driving down the road was heard, as Clint, and Stryker continued on their mission together. Clint was trying to figure out a way to ditch Stryker, not wanting any part with Nightmare being's, even if it meant saving Pixel from Vampra. Lucky for Clint his opportunity was going to come when he least expected it, as Stryker's jeep began sputtered for a few minute's, until it came to a complete stop on the abandoned highway. The jeep had stopped in a place that was almost the middle of nowhere with the only option to continue on foot.

"Why are we stopping?" Stryker asked.

"We're out of gas Stryker.....I'll check the back" Clint replied, as he went to the back of the jeep, and checked the extra gas tank strapped to the military jeep. "The extra gas tank is also empty too" Clint told him, as Stryker got out of the vehicle.

"What do we do now?" Stryker asked.

"Hmmm....well there is a town not too far from here" Clint answered.

"Let's go see if we can find some fuel" Stryker told them, as the two proceeded on foot toward's the abandoned, desert like town that seemed to be a very far part of the wasteland's. The huge skyscraper's, and normal buidling's were completely abandoned....each building have a giant hole in them. The two walked through the empty street's of the ghost town, while also spotting a bunch of window's. "What happened here?" Stryker asked.

"I don't know....probably a small war, or something" Clint replied, while scrounging through the building's, and area for fuel.

"Something tell's me whatever it was.....wasn't small" Stryker replied, looking at a huge hole through one of the building's that Clint also noticed. "I got a bad feeling about this.....we should leave" Stryker warned Clint, the place feeling off to him.

"Calm down Stryker.....there's no one here" Clint pointed out.

"EXACTLY......THERE'S NOTHING HERE......NO PEOPLE.....NO SURVIVOR'S......NOT EVEN DEAD PEOPLE!!!!!!!" Stryker shouted in response.

"What Is your point Stryker?" Clint grumbled, clearly annoyed.

"There's something Very wrong with this town......CLINT ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?!?!?!?!?" Stryker shouted, as Clint uncovered a weapon suitcase near one of the buidling's.

"Check out what I just found" He smiled, as he threw the case to the ground, and began to investigate it. "Stryker we came into this town looking for supplies.....try not to forget that....before you start freaking out on me" Clint told him, as he opened the weapon case. "Niiiiiicccee.....they don't make gun's like these anymore, this is some really heavy firepower.....wonder why it's here?" Clint asked out loud, as he looked at the very shiny AA12 shotgun that had been retroffited, rebuilt, and modified to carry the most powerful tank round's in it's barrel, while also having powerful ammunition.

"I'd rather not know why someone needed that" Stryker shuddered.

"....And what's this?" Clint asked, as he spotted a nearby wheel before uncovering a torn down, but mostly intact Harley Davidson Motorcycle. "That was convenient" Clint chuckled.

"Great....we got what we came for.....let's go" Stryker warned.

"Take it easy.....you can't rush these thing's" Clint replied, and accidentally touched the horn....which set off it's car alarm, as it beeped throughout the echoing ghost town.

"CLINT.....TURN THAT THING OFF NOW!!!!!!!!!" Stryker shouted, the beeping still echoing throughout the town, until Clint pulled out his gun, and shot the horn....turning the car alarm off.

"Piece of cake" Clint smiled, until a loud thundering boom was heard, mixed with a very, very loud roar.

"What.....the fuck......was that?" Stryker asked.