Hello again! Sorry for the wait, I had to manage some of my gaming stuff.
Anyway we have a new chapter here! So enjoy?
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"It's weird don't you think?" Ted said next to him.
Samuel sighed again, it was no doubt weird that the Shambler had a tail. Genetic enhancement? No, that is expensive. Even then, rich people don't use any of that. He crouched down and examined the body more closely.
The Shambler was an everyday Shambler. Skeletal figure and weak bones. While most of the Shamblers resembled what they were used to be before the infection. This one had an everyday person look to it, with a tail. That was confusing the two elite-SAS members, as the occupants all had normal human looks. Samuel tested the tail to see if there are any signs of enhancements.
Few seconds later, he came up with an answer.
"Yeah, that tail is normal." Samuel said.
"What?!" Ted shouted.
"It is. It looks like it had natural growth AND no stitches or anything."
"So it is just there?" Ted asked.
Samuel nodded and jerked his head in the direction of the control room, he thought, in the ship they were investigating.
Samuel had taken the contract when it popped up. Apparently, another elite-SAS member joined in, a Heavy. The heavy introduced himself as Ted. During the investigation, a number of Shamblers came up. There were pretty easy to kill, but one Shambler caught their interest. So Ted promptly punched the thing to death.
Right now they were going to a hallway, with even more surprises. They had come across a group with 14 Shamblers and 3 Stalkers. The stalkers have surprised them. They had a white soldier uniform, possibly Critical Mass troopers, but the thing was when Samuel shot them with his Mustang
The flechettes glanced off the weak spot in their armor and the stalker recoiled.
"The hell?" Samuel muttered, but shot the stalker again.
The flechettes glanced off again with the stalker flinching. Switching to his Jupiter, he shot a bolt on it. The effect was the stalker lying in the ground, dead. Ted walked up to him.
"Dude you are so slow. Come on!" He ran towards the next door.
"O-oh right." Samuel jolted back to normal and ran with him.
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"What the hell is this?" Ted asked to no one in particular.
They were staring at a large bipedal armored robot. It had what looked like rocket launchers and machine-guns on almost every part of its body. There were also smaller humanoid robots with guns for arms.
"Is this a new model?" Ted asked again.
"Doesn't look like it." Samuel muttered loudly enough to hear.
"What do you mean? CM is pretty beast at making crazy shit no one expects, why not this?"
"It doesn't have the logo." He was right. Even on prototypes, CM puts in name or logo on it.
"Yeah, your right." Ted agrees. Then whips around, Samuel did it too.
Walking towards them was a Stalker. This one had a desert nomad type look. On its hand was an axe.
"What's this?" Samuel muttered. Drawing his RIA T40 from his back.
"This would be easy." Ted overconfidently said. Drawing his HVM MPG.
They heard sounds of things being powered up. The robots were up and running. 'Dammit! Combat got them!' Samuel realized.
"Ted deal with the robots, I will deal with this stalker." Samuel said. Ted nodded in agreement.
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"Oww, Fuck me." Samuel groaned.
"This fucking mech I swear." Ted complained.
The fight was going smoothly. At first. Samuel had some trouble fighting the stalker, because of its shielding and unexpected agility. Ted had to fight robots which could punch him to the wall. Ted was about to unload a rocket to a group of robots until the mech punched him towards Samuel, separating the two fighters as Samuel was fighting the Stalker.
Samuel looked up to see the mech charging up its weapons, only to meet a rocket.
"BITCH!" Ted shouted. He went to shoot another only to get disarmed by a badass stalker. The stalker raised its axe for the killing blow.
"OH NO YOU AIN'T" Samuel intercepts the blow. The axe lodged in his shoulder. It would've sliced clean through, but Samuel grabbed the handle. He reached for a purple grenade with his other hand
"This oughta clean you up." Samuel said as he pressed a button in the nade. Dunked it into the snarling Stalker's mouth and pushed it off. The stalker went to strike again only to have the grenade spew out purple smoke.
The grenade was dubbed the 'Zombie Antidote' created by Rancor Industries. People get confused as it didn't cure zombies, it killed them. Rancor scientists said the cure is to kill them. The Vaccine a SAS operator recovered from Thera, prevented the Virus from infecting people. It helped, but the Virus evolved long enough to developed cloning and replication of its various forms, so it doesn't stop the growth of the virus.
The stalker was meanwhile choking to death and fell backwards. Samuel sighed with relief.
Oh right the mech.
Samuel was caught off guard by the sound of the mech getting up. Fortunately, Ted was up and shot the mech with his HVM MPG. FINALLY down for good.
"Hey...um Ted?" Samuel said.
"Yeah?" Ted asked.
"Call for evac."
Ted was confused. "Can't you just heal yourse-" he was cut off abruptly when Samuel fell backwards.
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In Samuel's mind he thinks:
'I'll asked them about that.'
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Hello! Sorry for the wait as I said earlier, managing and stuff.
With the account of the infected having aura. Basically, the infected will have a harder time controlling a still alive host. The infected however, numbed and restricted it. So the host is just a prisoner with high-value stuff. Please correct me if you want.
I'll also open up a story for RWBY. It will be about the god of Death interacting with the human society. Unlike the story 'Death comes to Beacon' (good story for the people who like edgy and sadistic Death) this Death will be inspired by The Book Thief and a little bit of The Discworld series.
See you!