Dr.William Birkin
The gunshot echoed down the path, and was followed by the thud of yet another cleaner operative falling dead on the cold stone walkway. David stood above him, the semi automatic still smoking in his hand, as he slid another clip into the handgun. He had killed three of the soldiers now, Two of them had been taken by complete surprise, the third one he had been forced to chase down. "Incompetents..." he muttered and began walking down the brick walkway, one of many that laced the park. He was heading back to where the group had split up, hoping to god they'd found each other. And if they haven't...what if I'm the only one left? That thing with the rocket launcher doesn't seem like the type to die when its most convenient... , ignoring his own cynicism, he stopped hearing a heated firefight near the gazebo. Ducking behind a bench he waited until most of the cleaner troops were dead before standing up and slowly beginning to walk over. And then he heard it, the sound of 3 mp5a2 bolts being slammed closed, a flashlight suddenly covered him in a bright, harsh glow. "HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM...", David turned "Oh SHIT" was all he could think to say..the three soldiers kept their aim as he dropped his pistol and kicked it over to them, his hands raised. "Well well well...if it isn't the traitor...Markenson's gonna have a field day with you...". And a sharp blow to the back of the head from the butt of a gun knocked David unconscious. "Sir...we have him." the soldier said into his radio...the final conscious thought David had was that if the others didn't get there quickly..he was as good as dead.
Jill Valentine
Vanessa and John didn't hesitate to follow Winsor's suggestion. For once, it had seemed that she was showing a great deal of consideration for them; in comparison to the cold heart that she had initially introduced them to....
"Hurry they're coming," Winsor urged them, pulling John up into the tree. "Shit that was close..."
"Where's Jarred?" Vanessa whispered seeing the expression of both John and Winsor bearing the same distress.
"Sorry to say, but he's probably dead..." John replied, with deep sincerity in his voice.
"No," Vanessa immediately responded. "He can't be. He promised he'd make it out with us, alive..."
Winsor sighed, looking at Vanessa in sympathy; not actually for Vanessa herself, but for her pathetic little drama act that she was playing to get attention.
"We'll look for him later ok? There's a 60% chance he's still alive, so don't get to involved it's not 'The Bold and the Beautiful, you know!"
Vanessa glared back at Winsor through saddened, yet strong eyes as she turned away, despite the fact Winsor was trying to comfort her.
John chuckled lightly to himself.
"Shh...they are here..."
Peering down at the organized line of troops marching below them, John, Winsor and Vanessa held their breaths.
"LINE 105 TO AREA A43, AND LINE 106 TO AREA A46!" came a distinct, military bellow from one of the commanding officers.
"Yes sir!" simultaneously responded the straight line of troops. As the military group disappeared into the darkness, John signaled for their safety to climb down from the tree.
"We'll go find Jarred now, alright?" John began, leading the way down the dusty forest trail. "He'll on the stone bridge..."
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-15 minutes later-
The three youths had safely arrived at the stone bridge. They had seen no sign of Jarred yet, but Vanessa was determined to find him.
"Jarred?!! Where are you!?" came the numerous calls from the three. "Jarred?! Come out come out where ever you are!!!?"
Suddenly a grasp tightened around Vanessa's wrist and pulled her into a dark narrow corridor under the bridge. Before she could scream, she heard the distinct voice of Jarred calm her down.
"Shh, it's me.." he said gradually releasing his grip around her wrists and turning her around to face him. "You okay?"
Vanessa nodded lightly, pulling her arms around him in a warm embrace; she was glad to see that he was still alive.
"Are you?"
"Yeah. I killed that Nemesis creature." he replied confidently."but we now have to find Nathan and Ryan, but-"
"Jarred..." Vanessa interrupted.
Her tiger green eyes gazed into his. She knew that it wasn't exactly the most desirable place or time to probably be doing this. She felt her heart beginning beat a little faster and she found herself comfortable, yet stronger than before.
Jarred looked back into her eyes and slowly their bodies leaned forward toward each other. Slowly, yet gently, they both tilted their heads, closing their eyes, not seeing, but knowing, what each other's actions would be. They were now so close that their could feel each other's breath wash over them. And then they finally made their move. A move so bold and brave by two people, yet so touching.
"Hey check it out John!" interrupted Winsor, deliberately approaching the two during their intimate moment. "Jarred's giving Vanessa Mouth to Mouth resuscitation!"
John burst into laughter, shortly after Winsor had discovered the two making out in that quiet, dark little corner.
"Why don't I just stick a pen in my eye..." Vanessa cried, throwing her hands up in an aggravated gesture. "What is the world coming to?"
City of the Dead
"Okay, seriously though, I knew something was going on with you two" John laughed.
"Yeah, well its none of your business so go fuck yourself" Vanessa yelled in agitation.
"So, um, Jarred, you won against the Nemesis right? I mean, its not coming back again is it?" John asked.
"Heh heh, I seriously doubt its going to be going anywhere, didn't you see it lying on the bridge?" Jarred asked.
"No, just some burning leather" John said.
John's words quickly knocked the grin off of Jarred's face.
It couldn't still be alive, I watched it burn, I tore out it's eye and ripped the stitches that laced the left side of it's head, it bled all over the friggin' place, no way that thing could still be alive.
"Didn't you see it walk away or something?" Winsor asked.
"Well, I went looking for you guys for a while but then came back here" Jarred said. "Oh well, don't worry about it, even if it is still alive, it's missing a few vital organs"
David awoke to the sound of moving tires and wind. He was inside a military jeep, he could barely see out of the window, but the view was enough to tell him that he was still in the downtown vicinity, must have been out for about ten minutes. His vision cleared and he took in his surroundings. His hands were bound together with duct tape and he couldn't move.
Probably somewhere around Cherry street.
He remembered his map well, and knew that there was a winding path that could be taken straight from the park to Cherry street, leading to where Markenson was probably hiding.
Should have known Markenson was commanding Operation Sliver.
He didn't know much about Markenson. David talked to him about assignments and the like, but Markenson was always reserved and never said anything unless it was regarding business.
"What the hell?" David heard one of the guards up front say.
RRRAAAAAGHHHHH!!!
An ungodly shriek came from outside.
"HOLY SHIT!!!" The guards yelled as David felt an incredible force knock over the jeep. In an instant, the vehicle was upside down. David was knocked out onto the cold asphalt of the city streets. The tape around David's wrists was incredibly loose.
"AGHHHHHH!!!!!" He yelled, using all his strength to break free from his restraints.
What the hell did that? Couldn't have been the gravediggers, oh my god...
David stood amongst blazing mangled vehicles and dead bodies. A creature about the size of a semi-truck was tearing into the camouflage vehicles up ahead, gunshots from automatics and screams came from the guards who ran around it, trying to either escape or kill the thing. It almost looked like a dinosaur, with its lizard like features.
"What the hell?" David said to himself.
It ran on two legs and sported two small arms around the mid torso, it's body was covered in red veins and green reptilian skin. David took his eyes off the beast for a minute and saw a gray suitcase with a sticker on the side that read "Sunderland".
"Hell yeah" David said eyeing the case, it had to be the stuff they took off of him.
With a quick sprint, he leapt onto the road and grabbed the suitcase. All of a sudden, the roars and screams stopped and David raised up to see the large creature, about fifty feet away, curiously staring at him.
"Oh dear god" David whispered.
David stared back at the colossal beast, taking in huge gulps of air as he tried to devise a plan. He glanced to the left and saw Alice's Bridal Boutique.
"Here goes nothing" He said out loud, making his move.
David and the monster took off at the same time, he ran over to the sidewalk, while the monster closed in on him. With a quick breath, he leapt towards the window of the bridal store swinging the metal suitcase into the glass, slamming himself through the window. He knocked over a mannequin in a wedding dress.
Now if I remember, Alice's was on the right side of cherry, so there should be an alley behind this place that will take me to Mulberry street, so if I gun it past there, I can probably make it back to the park before that thing sees me.
David ran past the wedding dresses, his muddy boots staining the red carpet. He darted past the counter and sped out the back, suddenly colliding with a zombie, or at least he thought it was a zombie, couldn't tell in the dark alley, but the following moans confirmed his theory. He ran past the zombie and headed back towards the park, desperately hoping that lizard wasn't going to be in the way...
"What the hell was that?" Markenson yelled. The scenes on the monitor were horrific, the captured David Sunderland had escaped and nearly half of the cleaners were just killed by...Something.
"I'm going to put a bullet right between Piers' eyes" Markenson said loudly.
As far as he was concerned, Piers was a liar, if he knew about those lizard things, then he should have said something. Markenson knew that Piers loved his creations like children, but they were now interfering with the operations.
"I'll bet you that lizard is what took out the men in the park as well" Markenson said to himself "Another thing that could have been prevented if Piers didn't get a boner for his damn monsters" Things were not going well at all.
Markenson laid his head on the table and heard the door to the surveillance room open.
"Speak of the devil" Markenson yelled, staring at the figure in the doorway.
"Anything new?" The obvious voice of Piers enraged Markenson immensely.
Markenson ran over to the man and grabbed him tightly by his coat, swinging him against the wall.
"What the hell is your problem?" Piers yelled.
"You're my problem, why didn't you tell me about those gigantic lizard things?" Markenson hollered, spitting in the face of Piers.
"That is what I was stopping by to tell you, the virus has mutated local wildlife, creating new dangerous B. O. W., I can't control them" The volume of Pier's voice minimized.
"What are you trying to tell me? That there's more out there than we thought?" Markenson said loosening his grip on Piers.
"Yes, the virus affects everything in different ways; its completely unstable" Piers said straightening his coat.
Without saying anything, Markenson walked back over to the surveillance monitors and closed his eyes. Things weren't going well at all...
Carlos Oliveira
"Argh!" came the sound of another soldier being taken out. Nathan was actually starting to enjoy himself. For professional soldiers these guys were taking an ass whoopin'! Together he and Ryan had taken out about 15 guys already and for some reason they still didn't give up! For each they took out 5 replaced him,.....seems that they were bent on taking Ryan and himself out no matter what the cost!
"Shit!" came Ryan's distinct voice as he weapon clicked empty.
"Ryan I've got a plan!" ~ping~ Nathan saw a piece of tree explode a mere inch in front of him.
"What's that? I open to suggestions!" he replied.
"Take this and this!" said Nathan as he tossed his two 9's to Ryan.
Catching them he looked at Nathan,..."What for?"
"On three fire at them and don't stop ok?"
"Alright Nath I hope you know what you are doing!"
"Three!!!"
Ryan started firing immediately taking 2 out. Nathan sprung up and around the tree running the bullets hitting the ground at his feet. Diving he managed to grab the body of a man they killed who had fallen over the railing. Pulling he rolled the body onto of himself. He could feel the bullets making the body jump. There was a thud beside him. Nathan looked to see the orbs of another victim of Ryan's crack shooting. (Good job bro!) he thought to himself.
Searching the pockets Nathan came up with more ammo. He grabbed the soldiers rifle and another assault rifle from the fallen soldier. He slung up the two rifles and started running back. He could feel the dirt hitting his leg. (Shit they're getting close) he thought as he stumbled behind a tree.
"Here! Catch!" he yelled tossing Ryan some ammo for his weapon.
"Here! You catch!" yelled Ryan tossing back Nath's 9's.
Nathan smiled. He definitely like this guy. Tossing an assault rifle to Ryan he holstered the 9's and took aim with the rifle. Sighting a soldier he squeezed back the trigger only to see the man flung over the railing and down right in front of him!
"What the fuck?!!?" was all he could manage as another soldier yelled out and was flung as well.
"Shit Nath we've got trouble!!" yelled Ryan.
Nathan looked over and saw Nemesis tearing into them with a vengeance.
"Shit! RUN MAN!!" yelled Nath as he took off with Ryan right behind.
It didn't matter how far they ran they could still hear the blood curdling screams coming from the soldiers. Rounding a small building Nathan saw he was about to run into someone. Using his momentum he spun catching the figure's arm taking them with him as he fell. With the person landing on top of him he drew his 9 and flicked on the tac light revealing...Winsor staring back at him. Together they both let out a collective sigh.
"Jesus Christ! You scared the shit outta me." he whispered.
"Me? I think my heart exploded you jerk!" she replied.
Nathan laughed as she stood. Ryan reached down and helped him up.
"Jarred what are you grinning about?" Nathan asked with a small smile creeping to his face.
"Nothin', just killing Nemesis that's all." he said with a smirk.
Ryan and Nathan exchanged a look.
"Um,....hate to tell you but unless there are two of them you didn't. We just saw Nemmy tear the shit outta a cleaner team." stated Ryan.
The grin drained from Jarred's face.
"Are you ok Sam?" asked Nathan realizing he had never called her by her fist name before and immediately wishing he hadn't. He steeled himself for her witty remark or insult.