Author's note: One of these scenes is based on black ops 1 and a trailer for dmc: 2013. Can you find it? What happened that night with Zoey and Enzo.
Enzo placed Zoey on the bed and got on it with her. Slowly but surely he met with her and gently nibbled on her neck. Zoey gave out a tiny moan. Enzo rubbed Zoey's arm gently while he nuzzled against her neck. Zoey didn't know why, but his touch just felt so alluring. Enzo brought the tension to Zoey's bottom lip, he nibbled on it and Zoey gave out a small cry.
Enzo moved back from Zoey and stood on his knees on the bed. Undoing his belt Zoey knew what his intentions were.
"No." Zoey whispered. Enzo stopped in his tracks. He sensed that he was pacing things a little too quick. Fixing his belt back on, Enzo smiled at Zoey.
"My bad cutie." Enzo said laying down next to her. Zoey enjoyed what they had just shared but she didn't want things to go too fast.
"Enzo. Do you know how you're the way you are?" Zoey questioned out of the blue.
"To be quite honest… I have no idea. One day I was just roaming the city streets and then I became this. I can remember what I used to do, the things I liked, the women I used to indulge myself with, but then it all went dark one day. The darkness ended and I suddenly found myself changed." Enzo made things clear. Zoey wanted to know more about his past.
"What did you do before the outbreak?" Zoey questioned.
"You'll think of me differently if I were to fill you in." Enzo said staring into the ceiling thinking about his past. Zoey giggled.
"I've had a friend in a biker gang what could be worse?" Zoey questioned.
"Alright I'll tell you. But don't say I didn't warn you" Enzo gave in.
Enzo's story.
I was failing in high school and my mother was struggling to pay the rent. Times were tough. Before my father had died he had always taken me to the shooting range to practice for something, he never told me what but he made sure I practiced.
One day I had received a letter in the mail. It was from my dad's friend, a friend that I had known as Uncle Lou Farrimou. Lou was basically family to us but he had seemed to disappear after my father's death.
I visited the address in the letter and found myself gawking at a huge estate, a grand mansion, one that had guys in suits everywhere. I had only assumed that they were security.
Entering the mansion I was taken upstairs by one of the men in suits, he brought my over to Lou's room.
"Enzo Giacomo, it's glad to see you all grown up." Lou greeted. I immediately gave him a kiss on both cheeks and then hugged him.
"Your father used to work for me, and now I think it's your turn to work for me. He described your talents as even better than his own." Lou stated. I knew that Lou was powerful but I had never guessed he was this powerful. He truly was a mafioso.
"There are some men who haven't been repaying their loans. Before we gave them their loans we had taken pictures of them. Take these pictures and hunt these men down, they should be at their favorite places to hang out at." Lou said pulling out a M9 from his back pocket handing it me.
I was taken back outside, and they gave me my very own car. Each picture had an address on it and I had known the city avenues and streets like they were the back of my head. I drove to each address.
Walking over to my target I reached behind his neck and then put the gun to his stomach shooting him point blank. Just to make sure he was dead I double tapped his head. I repeated the same tactic with all the other men. I made sure I wasn't being followed and drove back to Lou's place.
"Giacomo my boy, did you do what I have asked you to do?" Lou questioned.
"Of course, I have. Uncle Lou." I told him.
"Veini qui!" Lou ordered me to come. I hugged him and he gave me an envelope. I observed the contents of the envelope and discovered that there was enough money in there to pay the rent my mother was struggling with for months. This was the start of a long line of murders I committed under his wing. There wasn't a need for school anymore and I became notorious for my long string of successful hits.
Over the long years I had acquired a fine tune set of skills, skills that made me a force to be reckoned with.
I knew that not even repentance could absolve the sins that I have committed. My one goal was too make enough money to pay for my mother's surgery. Buying equipment over and over made this an arduous task but I was determined. That was until I was captured by the cops, they had threatened to put me in jail and without me, my mother would die without that surgery.
I ratted Lou out on his operations. Once Lou's operations failed he did some digging and bribing and found out that it was me who had ratted him out. One day I found my mother bleeding on the floor, bullet holes all over her.
"They – said , Lou sends his regards…" My mother said in a whisper as she closed her eyes.
"Ma, don't fall asleep. I'll call an ambulance." I told her. Calling that ambulance, I sought out to get my revenge. Opening the trunk of my car I took note of all the gear I had. Getting in the car I drove to Lou's house.
Busting right in through the front gates with my car I drove my car right through the mansion door. Getting out of the car I picked up the duffle bag I had gotten out of my trunk earlier and placed c4 on the car. I waited for the guards outside and inside the front yard to come investigate and when they did come to do so, I blew them up. Whoever was guarding the mansion inside definitely heard the explosion.
I left my hiding spot and entered the mansion.
Running upstairs, I gunned down men after men, clearing floor after floor. No one was safe from my wrath. I made my way to Lou's door and placed c4 on the door. Then I turned to the right and hopped out the window, climbing from the ledge I made my way to a window that would let me enter the room unnoticed.
Peeking inside the men there were all trained on the door. I hopped in and pulled out my MP5. Detonating door they all fell back from the shockwave. It was here that I riddled them with bullets. I located Lou in the madness and shot him with the same M9 he had given me years ago before he could shoot me. He tumbled to the floor. I casually walked over to his body and then knelt beside him.
"I trusted you." He mustered coughing up blood.
"My mother trusted you as well bastardo." I yelled back picking up his head and then snapping it. The cops were approaching the building and I heard sirens. The same cops who I had consulted with took me in for questioning. I was put in jail for three days until my friend Marko bribed the cops with the money I gave him just in case I was ever jailed.
"What happened?" Marko asked. For some reason, I felt guilty for killing Lou. He was family to me, he was like the father I never had. I felt as though this could have been avoided if I had never been a rat. But I knew that my feelings were just emotions, emotions were temporary, and therefore they weren't important.
"I had to do what was necessary. Let's leave it at that." I told him. I spent the rest of my years living off the fortune I had managed to build for myself, all this cash yet it still wasn't enough for my mother's surgery. She died in the hospital the day after she was shot.
Present
"That all sounded like it happened fast, but it was a pretty long time." Enzo finished.
"I'm sorry to hear that you lost your family members like that. I lost my father when I had to shoot him when he was turning." Zoey stated.
"I'm sorry to hear that you lost yours as well. Let's get our minds off this by doing something fun." Enzo suggested.
"Like what? It's eleven at night right now." Zoey said confused but still open minded. Enzo gave Zoey a sly smile.
Zoey found herself soaring through air. Her heart was thudding again and again. Holding on tighter to Enzo Zoey closed her eyes. They jumped from building to building. Zoey opened her again and calmed down a bit. It was amazing how high he could jump. Enzo landed and then stopped to let Zoey catch her breath.
"That was intense." Zoey said winded. Zoey looked at Enzo. There were shadows covering everything above his jaw/nose but she could see his glowing white eyes reflecting from the moon light.
"Why do you have duct tape on your sleeves and pants leg? I always wondered why Hunters had that." Zoey asked.
"To reduce wind resistance." Enzo answered. Zoey was beginning to realize just how peculiar things were. She was talking with a Hunter, how was that even possible. She never once thought in her life that she'd get to see what it'd be like to soar in the air and land perfectly.
"Enzo I'm still confused as to how you weren't cured." Zoey mentioned.
"I'm confused too. I don't know how I'm the way I am, or why I'm still like this. All I know is that I'm different from people and that can cause problems." Enzo stated.
"Enzo. You're not different. You're just like any other person I've known. You have a heart, you have feelings. I've seen them first hand." Zoey argued.
"I guess you're right Zoey. But what are we going to do if the world finds out about me and they start to want me gone?" Enzo asked.
"They'll be forced to find about me too then. I won't let them hurt you." Zoey said.
"Thank you, Zoey." Enzo said heading over to give Zoey a kiss on the cheek. "Hop on my back it's time we head back." Enzo commanded. Zoey did as Enzo requested and they returned home.
Bill and Francis had met up with each other. They were two peas in a pot of carrots. They really stood out in the shooting range.
"Haven't seen ya in a long time old pal, how's it been?" Francis asked.
"Eh, the military's changed a lot but I haven't. Decided it was time for me to retire. Say, how's your motorcycle gang?" Bill said with curiosity.
"Bah, most of the old members are dead. It's practically falling apart. It's nice hanging out with you again Bill. Have you got the chance to hang out with Zoey or Louis, I sure as hell haven't?" Francis said a bit sorrowful. Bill could sense the morose in Francis.
"Nope. Haven't had a chance to yet. I know from Louis that Zoey's been missing us. Hey, you know what we should do?" Bill thoughtfully said.
"What?" Francis asked.
"We should have a surprise visit!" Bill let out.
"Gee that kinda sounds like a great idea. When should we visit her?" Francis said with excitement.
"Probably next week." Bill stated.
One week went by and Zoey moved out of her apartment and got a new one. She and Enzo got to know a lot about each other, and Zoey told Enzo all about her adventures during the outbreak. Enzo showed Zoey his back which was covered in angel tattoos. Zoey finally learned what it meant to have a lover, and Enzo finally learned what it meant to have a full commitment to a lover.
"You're the first girl I've stayed with for this long." Enzo remarked. Zoey raised an eyebrow at that statement.
"Exactly how many girls have you been with Enzo?" Zoey questioned kind of fearful to hear the answer.
"I kind of lost count." Enzo answered. Zoey gulped.
"Um, did you wear protection when you were with these girls?" Zoey asked.
"Of course, I'm not some degenerate Zoey. I'm a man of proper etiquette." Enzo responded. Zoey heard her doorbell ring. She had developed a small phobia that every time the door bell rung or the door was knocked that it was the cops searching for Enzo the man who beat her old landlord.
Opening the door slowly she gasped. Right before her was her old team. Bill and Francis started laughing while Louis smiled. Zoey looked back to check on Enzo, Enzo was wearing his hoodie and looked exactly like a Hunter, which he was. His hood was down though, but that didn't stop him from looking like a Hunter. Zoey thought the only thing she could do was let them in and embrace what they had to say. Opening the door for them they came in. Bill was the first to notice Enzo.
"Zoey you sure have a refined taste in men. Is he wearing Hunter clothing? I thought you hated Hunters." Bill questioned.
"Maybe she secretly has a thing for them, a lot of women are into roleplay Bill. Maybe hating them makes it feel so much more naughty when she does stuff with them. I'm not surprised that there are strippers who dress like Hunters." Francis returned. Zoey was horrified, they mistook her for some sexual deviant who had a fetish for Hunters.
"I'm not a pervert!" Zoey shouted, her face bright red.
"And I'm not a stripper." Enzo added.
"Zoey they're kidding, I told them all about Giacomo." Louis said laughing. "They freaked out at first but after some talking they calmed down."
"Oh." Zoey said embarrassed.
"It's nice to meet you guys too." Enzo said folding his arms. "Are you two Bill and Francis?" Enzo questioned.
"Yeah." The two of them answered.
A huge boom was heard, the floor rumbled in rhythm with the boom.
"What the hell was that?!" Zoey yelled.
"You guys stay here, I'll go check it out." Enzo said about to leave, Zoey held his arm.
"No, it could be dangerous out there." Zoey stated.
"I'm already dead, undead." Enzo said.
"If someone's going it's going to be me. I'm already near my time to go." Bill added to the mix.
"Guys, let's all go. We all have guns on us so let's check it out." Louis argued. They all managed to agree after some time of arguing and headed out. Enzo put his hood over his head as he left.
Enzo had just gotten a new M9 and the others carried Glocks of M1911's. Heading towards the direction where people were running from they saw infected emitting from the smoke clouds. Firing at the targets, Enzo sensed something.
"Guys something big is coming!" Enzo warned. A giant piece of carcass with bones protruding out of its body had come out from the mist, it had tendrils swinging and swaying about from its body to make things worse.
"OUR BULLETS ARE DEFLECTING OFF OF IT! FALL BACK!" Bill yelled. They ran as fast as they could. Running back to Zoey's apartment they headed inside.
"Turn on the tv!" Louis suggested. Zoey turned it on and they were captivated by the news helicopter showing footage of the creature.
"We have reports that a military plane malfunctioned and fell down into a skyscraper housing a reported 1,000 individuals. The cargo was reported to have biological equipment. There are several sightings of infected individuals and there have been sightings of people firing at the infected individuals." The reporter informed.
"Oh my god!" Zoey said distressed. Bill knew a day like this would come.
"In my trunk there's an RPG with some missiles for it, who wants to go kick some infected ass?" Bill questioned. Everyone cheered and they ran back out there.
Zoey drove Bill's pick up truck while Enzo and Bill sat on the back of the pickup truck on the trunk. Zoey drove in the direction of where the monster was and stopped dead in her tracks when the beast almost slammed a tendril on top of them. Enzo loaded the RPG for Bill and handed it over to him. He would have shot the thing himself but he had never handled an RPG before.
"Eat this you over grown piece of road kill!" Bill shouted as he shot an RPG into the things mouth. The explosive illuminated the streets, a giant echo of a cry was heard from the beast.
"KEEP SHOOTING IT BILL!" Louis encouraged. Enzo loaded the RPG for Bill and Zoey backed the hell up dodging another tendril. The street caved in this time from the blow, and a cloud of smoke emitted from the street. When the cloud dissipated Bill fired another shot, this time the beast screeched a loud echo that made the glass of the nearby buildings shatter.
"ONE MORE TIME!" Zoey shouted out to Bill. Enzo loaded the RPG and Bill sent another missile towards the beast, a tendril came flying down and Zoey drove forward to the right. The tendril missed them by just a foot, the explosion went off and they heard the sound of the creature collapsing. There was green blood from the creature all over the streets ahead.
"We did it!" Francis yelled. Before Enzo could cheer like the rest of them he felt something tug at him, he could sense a strong presence ahead.
"You guys wait here, I have a strong feeling that I have to follow." Enzo said hopping out of the truck and then running towards the mist.
"Where's he going?" Zoey questioned. "Hell if I know, just give him his time. Maybe he can sense something that we can't." Bill made sense of.
Running blindly in the mist Enzo found the military plane. He was getting a weird tingly sensation in his head the closer he got, he felt some serious vibes coming from the plane. Passing all the cargo boxes that were broken with purple gunk/goo surrounding the boxes Enzo could tell that all this was the stuff he was sensing. Opening an untampered cargo box he saw multiple syringes with purple juice inside of them.
"Was this what made that giant monster?" Enzo questioned. Whatever this stuff was, something was telling him to inject himself with it. He grabbed a syringe and looked blankly at it. The stuff felt good in his hands, almost euphoric.
"No, this stuff is dangerous." Enzo said dropping the stuff and then running back to the Truck, he couldn't see in the mist but he could sense humans, and he knew the spot where his human friends were. He ran back over to them.
"What'd you find?" Francis asked.
"– Nothing…" Enzo replied. Zoey could tell that something was off but she didn't want to pressure Enzo by asking him any questions.
"Let's head back to Zoey's house." Louis suggested. Zoey drove back and parked and they all re-entered her home. The television was still on.
"As you just saw local heroes took down the beast. I'm receiving breaking news on what transpired here. The plane contained a new pathogen of the infection along with some other classified stuff, and it was being flown over to – I'm afraid I can't disclose where it was being taken to, but it was being taken somewhere to be studied." The news woman reported. Enzo felt his whole body tingle as though he had goosebumps forming, the effects didn't stop there he started developing a headache.
Zoey noticed that Enzo's brow was knit.
"Enzo are you alright?" Zoey questioned.
"Yeah, just a small headache." Enzo answered. Zoey guessed that Enzo may have been feeling off over what he saw. 'What could he have seen?' She asked herself. A ton of bodies? Or maybe it was the new virus that was making him sick, Zoey didn't really know for sure.
"We have been informed to tell you that all inhabitants of this area will be tested for infection levels. Anyone caught trying to escape the area while infected will be put to death. People found with infection levels will be experimented on or tested until further notice." Zoey glared at the television.
"They have the nerve to cause a disaster infecting people, and then they have the audacity to take them away and run tests on them like some lab rats!" Zoey growled out. Everyone knew why Zoey was upset.
"This is such bullshit! If they even try laying a finger on Enzo I'll kill 'em, I'll kill 'em all!" Zoey shouted.
"Zoey I'll be fine a little few tests never hurt anybody." Enzo tried to comfort her.
"Enzo the military never does anything with care, they'll probably gonna be injecting you with something twenty four seven, or cutting into you to see how you tick!" Zoey complained loudly.
Enzo didn't really believe Zoey until one day the military knocked on her door. Zoey cried and begged for them not to take Enzo but they took him. And she was left alone. She had thought she was used to being alone in the past but this was a lonesome feeling that she couldn't handle.
Enzo didn't really know what he was diving into. Waking up on a lab table he struggled in his binds. Unfortunately they were made of steel, there was no way he was going to get out of there. Were they going to cut him open and dissect him like some frog? Was he truly just an insignificant spec of dust to them, one that needed to be washed away?
Looking around the room he saw a speaker, and a camera. There was a large mirror stretched out on the wall to the side, was he being watched?
A voice came on the intercom.
"What is your name?" A deep voice interrogated
"FUCK YOU!" Enzo yelled, his Italian mouth was going to get him in trouble. Silence filled the room, and then a boom of electricity surged throughout Enzo's body.
"AAAAAAUGH!" Enzo yelled his neck flexing in pain. The electrocution stopped and he was given a moment to breathe. He panted in and out.
"Do not make me ask again. What is your name?" The voice asked in a menacing tone.
"Kiss my ass!" Enzo refused. Again unfiltered pain was surging through him. When it came to stop he was given a few seconds to pant before it happened all over again.
"EEURAAAHG!" Enzo howled in pain.
"Last chance, what is your name." The voice asked again not seeming to be bothered by Enzo's antics.
"Enzo… Enzo Giacomo." Enzo said in a tired whisper. Zoey was right this place was hell.
"How did you become a Hunter?" The voice questioned interested and captivated by Enzo.
"I don't know…" Enzo whispered out loud still panting. His face had turned red from all the pain and tension. Another bolt of electricity passed through him.
"Do not play with us Giacomo! We want answers!" The voice yelled into the speaker.
Author's note: Enzo Giacomo is sure one tough flipper dipper. Whatever that means. To get a better idea on what Enzo's face looks like google the male model Alexis Papas. I based his body however on neoshred's body. Search on YouTube "Neoshred omegle" to get a better idea on what Enzo's body looks like. Hey you've read this far? Why not submit a review?