Deltora Quest 2020: Dead Arising
Summary: The year
is 2020. Lief, Barda and Jasmine are alone in Deltora, yet not alone.
They are faced by hordes of flesh-eating zombies which have taken all
of Deltora. Can they survive and leave the land of the dead?
T for blood and gore
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Deltora or related in this story.
Lief woke, dazed from the crash. What had just happened? He looked around, his vision blurred. He saw his rifle, not too far off, and Jasmine just beyond it. He remembered seeing the city, nearly destroyed.
Barda P.O.V. 10:00 A.M day during the crash
Barda rushed through the palace, gathering the surviving guards. Zombies poured from everywhere, killing and infecting everyone. He shot at Civil Protection soldiers, who fired back and killed Anderson, his lieutenant. More shots rang off, and the soldiers were dead. Barda fired at a zombie and killed it, but another took his place. Where was Lief?
Lief's P.O.V. 10:30 A.M Day of the Apocalypse
Lief crawled toward his weapon and picked it up, sliding along the dirt road. He turned around, and saw a zombie rushing toward him. He fired off many shots, killing the zombie. Lief reloaded, and turned around on the ground, to find Jasmine gone. More zombies rushed to Lief as he stood up. He pulled up his weapon to fire, but suddenly shots rang off from the trees, and the zombies were dead.
"Lief!" he heard a familiar voice yell.
"Jasmine?" Lief responded. "Is that you?"
"Yea! Hold on!"
Lief pulled his M4A1 ready, and pointed it at the Del North Gate. Then he heard his radio.
"Roger out 5-6.....I'm getting an interfering channel...This is your Civil Protection Unit A and we are issuing a full lockdown of Deltora. No one will be allowed to leave and.....Re-established communication. They have broken out of the city, repeat, they have broken out the city! We need to re-establish communication with Tora immediately and any corresponding villages. Alpha 4-6, re-issue the evacuation order. We need to find Admiral Karlson and get the hell out! I repeat, Alpha 4-6 re-issue the evacuation order. Find Admiral Karlson and get the........"
The radio went static. Lief fumbled with it, but couldn't get a signal.
"We're on our own," he said.
"No...really?" Jasmine said sarcastically.
They walked to the city, approaching the massive walls. They walk through the gates, only to find collapsed buildings, craters, and zombies running around.
"We need to find Barda," Jasmine said.
"Yea, before we all die from the zombies. Hey, look!" Lief pointed toward a sign. A notice was attached to it. It said:
"People of Del,
If you are tired of this zombie affair and wish to evacuate, leave the city through the gates, and make sure they follow, for once the zombies are out, you may return. Civil Protection Unit A+C."
Lief crumpled the paper, and threw it in a trash can. He remained silent, thinking.
"Lief," Jasmine interrupted. "Why don't we go to the airport, there must be an escape there!"
"Oh duh! How could I be so stupid? One of those planes must be inactive. We need to move now!"
They hijacked a car someone had, and threw the man into an office building. A zombie ran up to him, and started to bite. Lief drove away, leaving the man to his fate. Jasmine stood up through the sunroof, shooting off zombies as they tried to attack the car. Lief drove grimly, watching as his people died. Jasmine shot again, and eliminated more zombies. But more kept coming. Their numbers increased, and it was tougher to kill them.
Lief pressed on the accelerator, and a zombie flew right in his face through the glass. It grinned ear to ear, and pulled its hands up to grab him. Lief and Jasmine jumped out the car, and started to run. The zombies sprinted behind them, and they were fast. A civilian walking by looked toward the zombies, and tried to run. But the zombies consumed him, blood flying everywhere.
They approached the airport, and ran through the double doors. There was a sign that said: "LAST flight leaving in 5 minutes."
Jasmine locked the doors and read the sign.
"We have to move!" Jasmine yelled.
They ran on through the main terminal, looking for the exit doors. They looked upstairs, and saw a security guard locking down the terminal. They ran up a nearby staircase, and ran to the aircraft door. They ran through the metal detector, and ran for the door.
It was locked.
Lief
banged on the door, but no one came.
"Hang on, Jasmine!" He
ran to the window, and sprinted right through it. He jumped onto the
concrete, Jasmine following suit. Lief looked around for the plane,
and saw it approaching the runway. They saw it, and started to run to
it. They crossed the grass that separated the building and the
runway, approaching the plane. The plane started creeping forward,
faster every second. Lief pulled out a grapple and twirled it,
preparing to throw it.
Then the plane started to really move. It roared across the runway, and then flew off into the noon sky.
"NO!" Lief screamed at the top of his lungs. He collapsed to the ground, and removed his helmet. He looked at it, the only reminder of what was left of Del.
He stood up slowly, and returned to the airport terminal, with Jasmine following.
"Now," he said. "We need to change our plans to our original plan, and find the source. But first we wait for Barda."
AC-130 T.V Operator P.O.V 1:00 P.M.
"Alright weapons check," said the gunner.
"T.V is online." replied the T.V. Operator.
"Ok, everything is on," replied the pilot. "T.V. Operator, activate all instances for the gunners."
"Got it."
The T.V operator flicked on three switches in the cramped space.
"We are online, preparing weapons," said the gunner. "Check, 120 mm gun. Check, 50 mm gun. Check, 10 mm gun."
"Alright, proceed with firing," said the T.V operator. He looked at the gray screen at the targeting reticle, and started the clock.
"Clock started, fire away!" he said.
The screen flickered to 120 mm gun. It was a closeup on zombies attacking a human house.
"Take them!" said the pilot.
The gun opened fire, bullets penetrating the zombies' heads. The plane flew on, and proceeded over a parking lot. The screen flickered to the 50 mm gun. Zombies ran through the parking lot, grabbing every human in sight. The screen flickered to the 10 mm gun, and fired. The bullet flew over the parking lot and made a huge explosion, ripping the area to shreds. The AC-130 flew over the palace, where zombies ran through the garden.
"Ok, you have friendlies in the area," the operator reported. "Watch your fire. Use the 50 mm gun only if you have to."
"Gotcha, T.V." the gunner responded.
"Reporting to friendlies," the pilot said. "Can you read me?"
"Loud and clear," someone replied. "We could use some help down here!"
"Don't worry, AC support is on the way."
"It's about time!"
"We are preparing to fire, make sure your men are off the zone of fire."
"Where would that be?" gunfire roared through the radio.
"The palace garden."
"Alright, I am moving my men to the wall now."
"Gunner! Prepare to fire, but avoid friendlies in the area. T.V shut off the clock."
"Got it!" the gunner and operator both replied.
The T.V operator flicked another switch, and the clock stopped.
"Ok," a soldier replied through the radio. "We are in position."
"Got it," the pilot said. "T.V Operator, start the clock."
The operator flicked the switch again.
"Commence firing," the pilot said again.
The gunner switched to the 50 mm gun and aimed at the zombies. The gun fired, and a chain of explosions were set off in the gardens. The back gate toward the palace was opened, and zombies were rushing into the garden.
"Seal off that gate!" the operator said.
The gun aimed itself at the gate and shot three bullets at it, tearing the wall behind it, collapsing over and sealing off the garden.
"Alright, finish off the zombies in the garden and we are out of here!" the operator said.
The gun screen switched to the 120 mm gun, and fired a chain of bullets at the zombies.
"Alright!" another soldier said through the radio. "We are all clear of zombies! Thanks for the help!"
The small crew in the AC-130 cheered.
"Alright, boys." The pilot said. "Great work! Let's get out of here."
A
screen was flickering off to the T.V operator's right. He looked at
it, and it showed two humans at the airport, holding off zombies.
"Sir!" the T.V operator said. "We got two friendlies at
the nearby airport, and it looks like they could use some help!"
"Alright, start the clock!" the pilot said. "Gunner, commence firing on the zombies at the airport, but caution, there are friendlies."
The operator flicked on the clock again, and the gunner fired at the zombies. They started to break in the door, but the gunner took care of them.
"Can anyone here me in the airport?" the pilot asked into his radio. "Anyone?"
No response.
"Looks like their radio is static, but keep firing!"
The gunner kept his firing, and eliminated the zombies.
"Zombies are cleared!" the gunner yelled. The crew cheered again.
Then the AC-130 flew out.
Lief's P.O.V 2:00 P.M
Lief waved after the AC-130, but it flew off into the distance, completing more missions. Zombies lay dead everywhere, and Jasmine finished off the ones that weren't.
"Come on, Jasmine." Lief said. "Let's seal up this place, find some food, and get some rest. We will need to be energized to complete our mission."
Then they set off into the building.
The next morning...
Lief scanned the roof of the building, looking for any signs of rescue. More zombies gathered below, trying to break in. But the doors had already been sealed. There was a man next door in a large store, who loved to snipe the zombies. Lief reloaded his weapon and resumed his patrol. He shot at the zombies on the ground, shooting their heads off.
Finally, another chapter. Please R&R! This one is exactly 3 pages long!
