The Infection
(A Fanfiction-Crossover Hybrid written by dancrossbow)
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Part One - A Long Journey
Intro: The Infection
What happened? In only two weeks, our race was destroyed. But what caused it? An infection. A virus with no cure. The outbreak was unstoppable, uncontainable. Our only hope was to fight it off. But could we stop it? Could we survive?
First, we have to make it to the hospital. There may be medical supplies we can use to our advantage. And if we're lucky, my team and I may possibly find a few surviving patients in there. If we do, we will get them out of there as soon as we can - if there aren't any of the infected tearing that place apart.
Man, I hate the infected.
[Picture 01 - CITY MAP] drawings/d/1QqDhrpjvcPIUESLZDw44IPgB7Nq2Ea9kI2FE7yODvWc/edit
[Picture 02 - MED-PACK] drawings/d/1ejvDDz1BsN-e-Cv6Wasi8THFFudY_6swUje6TzNMZjE/edit
February 28, 2011
It rained. A lot. We were supposed to move out today, but we couldn't get the Jeep running. Yeah, we have a Jeep. Well, we needed something powerful against those mindless monsters. But today - today is peaceful. So far. I'm writing in this journal, so if I survive all of this, then maybe someone will make a book out of it or something. Or if they find it, then maybe it could save their life. I don't know. But anyway, I have to go help the guys try to fix our ride. More later.
Later -
We didn't fix the Jeep yet. Nothing much to say, other than I wish I had my PSP with me. But I left it at my house in Missouri. I don't exactly know where we are, but I think we might still be around MO, since we are still in the stinkin' woods. Ah, darn. My pencil's fading. Hold on. There much better. Kind of, anyway. I'm getting tired, and it's getting dark. Good night, sleep tight, and don't let the zombies eat you.
[Picture 03 - BioFOX] drawings/d/1p8JfQR4zSCQX8Wv_t4fM5_U2dMIDIZhMdi4Fvv-ysIA/edit
[Picture 04 - BioDUSK] drawings/d/1aWamUGlbBSGlIGoh6ukLfYvHnwgW2KLV-RIjmOBfmVE/edit
[Picture 05 - BioSNAKE] drawings/d/1_LLytWOuTiL56PUgBiAl1fSHuMr9LYiEPoqK6pf3yw0/edit
[Picture 06 - BioSHADOW] drawings/d/12u-A11Ob7_sHc89YpF5-xfZtpB3zORGOfBcXaJaH-iE/edit
March 1, 2011
Oh, yeah, this is just in case you were wondering who was with me on this journey. Snake is my brother (his real name is Benjamin, but everyone just calls him Snake), and he's pretty cool, but really quiet, even though he is the leader, and a very good one too. Also there's Dusk (I heard his real name was Wes), a real tough guy from Alabama who - oddly - likes to play video games. Last, there is Shadow, and I don't know his name. Apparently he is really sneaky, but I think he's just short. Me? Well , everyone just calls me Fox. I think it's a pretty cool name, at least compared to "Boot", or "Newbie", or even worse - "Mighty Mouse."
Nighttime, 3:24 a.m.
I keep hearing these really creepy groaning sounds. I'm pretty sure it's zombies - wait - they're yelling now. It sounds like they are fighting each other. Wait. It stopped. Now there's chewing noises. Sick. We'll see what's left of it tomorrow. If there is anything left of it.
[Picture 07 - MILITARY NOTE] drawings/d/1GlBZpVkjhwi0lmWJkruiiQAPl-uRD7AHAm7nSKCW3qU/edit
March 2, 2011
Tired. Couldn't sleep. Snake was the first to get up, like always. Once the rest of us got up, he showed the remains to us.
"Ah, sick!" Shadow said over the noise of all the flies that had collected.
"Phew!" I clutched my nose. The only thing still there was a smashed skull with half a brain, one arm, no legs, and a caved in torso.
"That's not how I want to end up like," Dusk told us.
"We better stay on guard," commanded Snake. "or we will end up like that." So now we have guard duty. Three hours on, three hours off. At least it gives me more time to study these creatures, if I see one.
[Picture 08 - OBSERVE] drawings/d/1uxohgye-IKGXGbyM5uHRXjvfAgM9TWzCj_wrVdEoJjg/edit
[Picture 09 - HOSPITAL] drawings/d/1eT5RJ9SmUTdpU78Q2FiYNF05_8NDS9h2KJa_stMozqo/edit
March 5, 2011
I was told by Shadow that we're heading out later, whether the Jeep is repaired or not.
"Where to?" I asked nervously.
"The hospital," he replied. Oh no. Not good. But - we have to get medical supplies, so better now than never.
"also," he added, "we are looking for more survivors. If we find any, we're bringin' them out." I hope I survive this one.
Later -
We're at the hospital. Well, the gate anyway.
"How do we get in?" I asked.
"Shadow," Snake commanded. Right then Shadow walked up to the locked gate and fired a single 9mm handgun round right into the darn thing. Then after Shadow stepped aside, Snake kicked that poor old gate wide open.
"Wha-" I begun.
"Move it," Snake instructed. So we did. Once we got next to the door, we waited for Snake. I looked around, trying to stay cool. Where are they? Why aren't they fighting us? I'm getting tired. I'll write more later.
[Picture 10 - RATION] drawings/d/1uL_0qgTeI1Q77RvQfJe8TYTy3Fu_VWJgkgx5CRDrrWo/edit
Afterward - Inside The Hospital
We're inside the hospital now. It's worse than I would have thought. Just about every few seconds, a zombie pops out from nowhere.
"There's one!" I yelled as I saw a zombie.
"Aah!" Dusk yelled as he took down the unprepared zombie with his bare hands.
"Wow!" Shadow said.
"Careful!" Snake exclaimed. "Don't get yourself killed!"
So we searched the area, and in the first two floors all we found is this:
[Picture 11 - FOUNDSTUFF] drawings/d/1ZfHnFQUL2sM0e1kbBlsdHLcV3yACc4GbfR1sJ5IJX0Y/edit
- Pretty good so far, but I heard rumors that the upper half of the building is the worst. I've already been through enough, what next?
"Get to the elevator!" Dusk yelled. "Run!" he yelled as a horde approached.
Once we made it to the elevator, we all crammed inside and waited until the doors closed. Once the doors opened again we looked out, but saw nobody. Strange. We searched the area and I even had time to draw a map. Here's how it looked like:
[Picture 12 - HOSPITAL MAP] drawings/d/1_Dgv-z0h4zWobcpeuO3Dg1I7Fmbs1XlhRaLNAnpcAN0/edit
- But we did find something. Once we looked at the computer in the center of the room, we found a file on the computer. It looked interesting, so I thought I'd print it.
[Picture 13 - PRINTED FILE] drawings/d/1uAj9PzppX3OT2zq-OZYJo_yvDJIz9heo2qNKFI2Wwio/edit
"Let's go, Fox," Dusk said. So right now we're going down the hallway. Pretty boring. I'll write more later.
Later - Hallway
Right now all I can think about is food. I can't even remember the last time I ate. We have to save all our "rations" because - you never know when the next time we find a meal will be.
"You hear that?" Shadow asked.
"Hear what?" Dusk was uneasy, and Snake looked real serious. Not a good sign. When Snake looks that way, you know it's bad. But heck, once we got close we found out that it was really just a little girl crying. If you want to call it crying. It was more like moaning with a few whimpers here and there.
"A survivor," I gasped.
"You'll be okay," Shadow said. "Now come with us before -"
"Wait!" Snake interrupted. "Don't be so certain. Turn your flashlights off." I don't know why he said to turn our flashlights off, since we could barely see each other, but we did.
Suddenly the girl stopped crying.
"Are you alright?" I asked, softly putting my hand on her shoulder, which I now deeply regret. She turned her head to face me, and what I saw I knew was not good. What I saw was a -
"Zombie!" I shouted at the very top of my lungs. As soon as I said that my whole team, including me, unleashed our weapons on the "Witch." Oh, and I don't mean a stupid Halloween witch, I mean an enraged zombie with red eyes and claws a foot long. I was running away from it while I was shooting, to try to get away from its hideous face (and to try to survive, of course).
"Stop shooting!" Dusk yelled at me. I stopped, and noticed that I was the last to stop firing.
"Sorry," I said. I looked on the ground and found one dead Witch.
"No time to waste, we're heading up to the roof." Snake said.
[Picture 14 - WITCH] drawings/d/1c7Y_kP8_QkdPZuh9qztMTDVvrPy1Cru1ojb8G7BbLVE/edit
Afterward - Hospital Rooftop
We've just made it to the roof of this "Abandoned" Hospital. Oh, and hey, who would have guessed - Shadow's real name is Andy. I found out when we were talking. Also Dusk doesn't like being called Wes. He likes his middle name, Allen, more, but we just call him Dusk. Anyway, Shadow found a note that looks interesting. I hope you can read it, because it's pretty messed up.
[Picture 15 - WRINKLED NOTE] drawings/d/1_fBPO_OmB6W4Q0RN_R8BtIrlA9HHJvhTMkPjG1h3gzc/edit
- At least we know there are more survivors. Well, there was, at least. If there are more of us, I hope we find them.
"When are we getting out of this death trap?" I asked.
"Soon," Snake replied. "We've found all we can. Next we will go to church." Everyone was silent for a while. We finally had some rations (we shared a Cheez-It box) and we settled down for the night. It's been a long day. I still hope I survive all of this.
Personal Note: Don't give up. You can survive, even in a horde. But remember, you aren't invincible.
March 6, 2011
Today's the day we travel to the church. I've heard that the church's attic has more supplies, but we'll have to find out.
Later -
We just started heading towards the church. It's not going to take nearly as long as from our base to the hospital, but it is still boring. So to pass a little time, I made my own game. I hope nobody thinks it's stupid, but I made it in about five minutes. We just passed the abandoned apartment. It's scary as heck around here, and you wouldn't believe the sights we encountered.
[GAME]
[Picture 16 - CHURCH] drawings/d/1rvWrwXykF2z7XpUbPUouW8QM5Z2kP8_nsPwZC4oeQqk/edit
Personal Note: Reload. An empty gun is no match against a hungry zombie. Stock up on ammo, too.
Afterward - Church
Well, we made it. The church doesn't look so bad. It isn't destroyed, and it doesn't even look as creepy as everything else around here. But once we got close, we found the door halfway open. Strange. What could lie inside? We had to find out. So Dusk cautiously opened the door all the way. We stepped inside and looked around. Even the inside of the church was still in tact. Snake walked across the hallway while the rest of us looked around. I wonder where those monsters are. I hope they don't attack us when we -
"Guys!" Snake yelled.
"Oh no," I said. we rushed to go find Snake, fearing the worst. We found him in a hallway, but there were no zombies. Instead we saw him gazing into a room. He was talking, but to who? Could it be a -
"Men," Snake told us once we got there. "I'd like to introduce you to an old friend." Just then a black man stepped out of the room. He was about thirty years old, with a white button shirt (the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows) and a long red tie wrapped around his neck. The last thing I noticed about him is that he was bald.
"Meet Luis," Snake said. We greeted him and then sat down to have a meal of canned ham and lima beans, gross. Luis told us about himself, where he grew up, and how he survived. It was pretty interesting, I have to say.
Snake told the group that Luis was his friend in the military. I was also in the military, and I too had friends, but - they died in an explosion. I don't really want to talk about it right now.
Anyway, we are heading out tomorrow morning. We are going to the lake, to try and get a signal from the rumored radio. Hopefully we get out of this cursed town.
[Picture 17 - LUIS] drawings/d/1Ud0OKDLMsF6SRSowq7EnY_wVvqfwLtQY1k_qh_ucTsk/edit
March 7, 2011
I woke up with a real nasty headache. I couldn't sleep most of the night because those monsters wouldn't shut up. Sorry about the bad attitude, it's just my head's killin' me. Luis noticed me clutching my head, because he asked me, "Headache?" I said "Yeah".
"Pills here!" he shouted before tossing me a jar of pain pills.
"Thanks," I said. He replied with a "No problem."
We had a breakfast of canned beans, and then we headed off to the lake. We're stopping by the gas station on the way to look for food, water, weapons, and gas. You wouldn't believe how much gasoline we need every day. We use it for lighting fires, Molotov cocktails, and driving vehicles, which we don't have. But anyway, that's where we're headin'.
[Picture 18 - GAS STATION] drawings/d/1X8nuvOVtOApvQwRiTNkAZql_qdTQOlwSYHx9v0WkqQo/edit
Later - Gas Station
We arrived at the gas station at about 8:00 a.m. I was looking for a way to get in. It was locked; were we just going to shoot our way in like last time? Shadow was walking up to the lock, when Luis said, "Wait!" He produced a key from his pocket, and unlocked the door. Inside we couldn't find much. There was a bunch of broken glass, and most of the shelves were empty. We managed to find a few candy bars and three shotgun shells, but that was all. We were all disappointed as we headed for the lake.
[Picture 19 - BOATHOUSE] drawings/d/1cll04aZM7cNVTahYc7ioEudDmtgUUzG9F2boIl1FrAo/edit
Personal Note: Be smart. Use your head. Cut off theirs. Use all the strategies you can think of against them.
Afterward - The Lake, Final Destination
This is it. Our Final Destination. We make it out of here, and we're home free. Well, hopefully, anyway. We're going to try to get a signal from the radio, and get the heck out of here.
We made our way into the boathouse, looking for the radio (and more supplies). We found a shotgun, assault rifle, pipe bomb, 2 minigun turrets, and finally the radio, which looked prehistoric. We turned it on, but all we could hear was crackling. Then, I heard a strange sound off in the distance. They're here.
"It's a horde," Luis said. Suddenly we heard someone talking on the radio.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" a man said.
"We are," Dusk replied.
"Who is this?" the man said.
"A group of five survivors," Snake told the man. "We are requesting an escort out of here."
"Copy that. We are sending a transport boat out to pick you up in around thirty minutes. You may have to fight them off, but hang on while backup arrives." Right then we knew we had a chance of survival, but we knew we had to fight for our freedom, and that it wasn't going to be easy.
"Here they come!" Luis yelled.
"load your weapons!" Shadow shouted I grabbed the automatic shotgun, while Luis went with the SMG. Dusk chose the sniper rifle, and both Shadow and Snake had assault rifles. While Dusk and Snake manned the turrets, Luis, Shadow, and I defended them. Shadow was guarding Dusk on the ground, and Luis and I protected Snake on top of the boathouse. We looked out over the hills, and II have to say, there are a lot of them.
"Fire!" Luis yelled as the hordes engulfed the boathouse. Snake and Dusk fired their miniguns, mowing down all the undead in their paths. I fired my shotgun, and man, that thing had kick. But I had to reload pretty soon, too. As I was reloading, I noticed on the ground that Dusk and Shadow were struggling to fight them off. The hordes were getting thicker, and some zombies managed to climb up the boathouse. "We lost Dusk and Shadow!" I managed to yell after the hordes covered sight of our comrades.
"Let's go get them!" Luis responded.
"How? There's too many of them."
Give me the pipe bomb!" I reached inside my backpack and withdrew the pipe bomb. which I have to Luis. "Here goes nothing!" Luis yelled before pressing the activation button and throwing it as far as he could in the field. The bomb beeped slow, and then gradually gained speed in the beeping. Suddenly, every zombie turned and ran towards it. Then, the bomb blew up. Hundreds of them were killed, which have us some time. Luis and I jumped down, and we saw Dusk, alone.
"Where's Shadow?" I asked desperately.
"I..." he began. "I don't know. There was too many of them." Suddenly we heard banging, like something in the closet. We went over there, and I opened the door. A dead zombie fell out, along with Shadow, who was badly wounded.
"Are you okay?" Luis asked.
"I think..." he replied.
"Here," I said. "Let me heal that for you," as I gestured towards his bloodied right arm. He thanked me after I finished bandaging his arm.
"Hurry!" Luis yelled. "We have to get back to -'
Suddenly a disgusting vine-like object grabbed onto Luis' torso and yanked him back rapidly.
"Luis!" I yelled. I ran after him, hoping he was still alive. I found Luis being - choked by a zombie. I heard Luis try to say something to me, and I couldn't understand him, but I knew what he meant, so I immediately dropped my shotgun, switched to my 9mm, and fired. Before I fired, I noticed Luis was actually being choked by the vine thing I saw earlier. It turned out to be the zombie's tongue. As soon as I hit the stupid thing it exploded with green smoke. It must've been a smoker when it was a human. I yelled after Luis. I heard him coughing, and after a few moments he popped out of the smoke, apparently dazed. I asked if he was okay, and after he said yes we headed back to the boathouse.
By the time all five of us were on the roof, the hordes started up again. Only this time there was only one turret we could use. And every zombie that got close enough was trying to climb the boathouse.
"When's the boat coming?" Shadow asked.
"Five minutes!" Snake said after looking at his watch. Suddenly we heard gunfire, but it wasn't our own. It was off in the distance.
"Boat!" I yelled.
"Reinforcements!" Dusk shouted.
"Survivors!" Shadow exclaimed.
"Aww, yeah! Victory!" Luis also shouted.
"Zombie!" Snake yelled as he shot down a zombie that leapt towards Luis.
"Wow!" Luis said. "Sorry."
"It's okay. Come on, we have to make it to the boat!" Snake ordered. Wait. I hear something behind -
[Picture 20 - PIPE BOMB] drawings/d/1IeRo78GYHY7abxqsLUdV3CULPxTxcJ_5NtUa25_Si-o/edit
[Picture 21 - RESCUE BOAT] drawings/d/10lqbiLMBt3QnUPt2Q8nU4m8jrmWICPyZvNwEcgb7PwI/edit
Personal Note: Turn your flashlight off and try to sneak past witches.
Ouch. My head's pretty sore. I think I just got knocked out. But hey, at least I'm still alive. Yep. I'm still here. Anyhow, where is here? I don't really know. It's dark in here - wait. My hearing's coming back to me. I hear... a boat engine! We finally made it! Yeah! Ow! My head. Sorry, I can't think of what to wright. I need to recover.
Well, I guess this is the end of my journey. I have to say farewell - to whoever is reading right now (hopefully not a zombie). We all hope that there will be a refuge over those hills. As we gaze at the sunset, we all feel something. Deep down we all feel a little hope in our hearts: among all the stress, pain, and despair, we feel as if we might just make it; we may just survive.
THE END
or is it?
