H.A.R.M.O.N.Y (S.T.A.L.K.E.R. SoC MLP)

H.A.R.M.O.N.Y ...

Chapter 1 - Into the breach

The sounds of trotting echoes is heard in the darkness of the underground.

A light breaks the darkness, it's source growing closer, a stallion clad in dark leather. The light coming from his head lamp is blinding.

The stranger is an obvious threat, he speaks in a common Ukrainian accent "Stay right where you are, you move you die."

He raises his weapon, a Makarov. Normally you wouldn't have much to worry about from such a weapon but in your current state...you have alot to worry about.

The stranger chuckles, his tone over-confident, he says  "You are in quite a spot...aren't you, STALKER?"

You raise your hooves in surrender, he reaches down to grab your collar. You bring a hoof to his face and grab his weapon, you raise it to his head and fire two 9x18mm rounds into his forehead,

coating the wall behind him in blood and bits of brain before collapsing and passing out.

Time: 0540 hours

Location: Unknown

You awaken, not in a dark underground tunnel but outside, stripped of all gear but the clothes on your back, which is simply a thick leather jacket, a gas-mask, hoof caps and trousers.

After patting yourself down to find your worst fears have come true you yell  "Fucking son of a bitch!"

Even when yelling you cannot escape your accent, an Eastern Ukrainian and Western Herdiet Union accent. You look all around, the sun's just barely coming out. To the West a cloud front and not a friendly one. You stand up, brushing the dirt from your trousers.You begin walking east, towards the bright red ball of nuclear fusion, also known as the sun.

After walking for two hours or so you come across a military installation, but what's odd is it seems empty.

You get into a low crawl, attempting to be as stealthy as you can be to find that all the base's inhabitants have been killed. As you turn the corner you find a pile of looted corpses, wild dogs already beginning to feast upon the flesh of the slain.

You slowly creep past the beasts, thankfully they don't notice you slip by.

Upon entrance of a concrete building you immediately notice something odd, The desk against the wall sits next to a corner, leaving a small gap between it and the wall to the left of it.

You pull the desk away to find a small box, you open it to find a форт 12т (Fort-12) handgun along with a box of the standard 9x18mm ammuntion.

You sigh as you looks the weapon over in your hoof, "Eh...better than punching shit to death."

Upon examination of the weapon it appears to be in fair condition, you mumble a silent blessing, but before you can finish a low grumble errupts from your stomach.

You haven't eaten in what felt like days but you're not sure of alot of things now, all you remember is the gear you had before, the killing of the soldier and the darkness of the underground.

You make your way further east to find a poorly maintained road. You follow it north until you come across a damaged fence with a sign that reads "Не вводьте радіоактивної небезпеки." (Do not enter radioactive danger)

along with a smaller home-made looking sign that reads "Ласкаво просимо в зону".(Welcome to the Zone)...S.T.A.L.K.E.R."