Fatal Cross Part 5
Ben slowly opened his eyes and rolled onto his side. He looked wearily around him, and sat up suddenly and fell off the sofa.
"Oww, GodDamnit," He moaned. He stood up and looked around the room. Claire had disappeared. He stepped forward and felt his foot crunch against something. Ben looked down and moved his foot to the side. A letter was folded and held down by a piece of metal. Ben bent over and picked it up. He rubbed his thumb down the side of the empty magazine. Ben unfolded the piece of paper and read the lines of writing slowly.
Dear Ben
I'm sorry that I've left like this, but I have to follow up a lead immediately. We will meet again before this nightmare is over, but until then you can just follow these instructions to uncover the secret of this city. Go to the power station, I will leave you a message there.
Love Claire
Ben reread the letter several times in his head, trying to understand what Claire was saying. As he read it for the fourth time, Amy yawned and sat up on the edge of the bed, and looked lazily at Ben. He looked at her and smiled.
"Are you OK now Amy?"
"I think so, but I'll be fine once we get through this mess," Amy replied. Ben laughed.
"We all will, but first we have to fight through it. And I promise you now, I will kill every single one of those monsters," Ben said, his voice filling with rage. Amy looked at him and smiled warmly.
"What's that in your hand Ben?" Amy questioned, pointing to the letter in his hand. He looked at it before slowly handing it to her.
"Read it," Ben told her. Amy looked down at the letter and began to read it. Her eyes grew wider as he read the ending.
"Claire?!" She exclaimed. "Claire's alive?"
"Yeah, I saved her last night from a bunch of zombies in that alley," Ben replied, pointing to the window behind Amy. She looked out of the window and saw the bodies of the zombies that littered the floor.
"But how did you kill those things from up here?" Amy questioned.
"I borrowed your rifle," Ben replied.
"Oh, OK. But when did Claire leave?" Amy continued.
"Sometime during the night. We fell asleep together on the sofa after the fight," Ben said, turning away as he talked. Amys' mouth fell open as he finished.
"Just like old times then?" She said with a smile. Ben laughed.
"That's exactly what she said," he finished. Ben sighed deeply before turning to look at Amy. "I think we should head to the police station to grab some new weapons and a map, then head over to the power station," he ordered.
"Yes sir," Amy replied, picking up her rifle and throwing the strap over her shoulder.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Ben questioned.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Amy replied. She nodded at him and Ben smiled.
"Let's do this," He said and walked over to the door. Lowering his hand to the handle, he slowly eased the door open. Ben stepped out into the street and checked that the coast was clear before signalling to Amy.
"So which way do we go?" Amy questioned. Ben shrugged.
"I guess we just go that way and look for a sign," He replied, pointing to his left. Amy nodded and brought her rifle to bear.
"Let's go then," She said. Ben nodded and began to walk down the street. As they came out onto the main road, Amy turned to look at a nearby sign while Ben looked at a nearby barricade made of SWAT vehicles. He stared around at the bodies that littered the floor, trying to work out what had happened. Every single corpse was littered with bullet holes, their clothes covered in ragged holes. Yet the situation only grew more confusing. These people didn't look like they had turned into those zombie creatures, they were ordinary civilians. Ben shook his head and walked towards the barricade. Behind the vehicles was a line of slaughtered SWAT officers, their necks and torsos covered in bite marks. It looked like they had become something's' meal. The floor was stained with dried blood that had been partially washed away after the rain during the night, and the empty bullet cases lay everywhere. Amy turned to look at him, her gaze avoiding the gory scene that lay before her.
"According to that sign, the police station is 2 miles in that direction," Amy pointed behind Ben.
"Two miles? I reckon we'd be better off using one of these cars to cover the distance a lot quicker." Ben replied, walking over to one of the SWAT vans and opened the back doors.
"Good idea, that way we can avoid any confrontations with hostile forces, and conserve our ammunition," Amy replied. Ben stepped back into view holding two MP5s and a box of clips for them.
"Yeah, but I reckon we should stick with these for a little while," He said, handing one of the guns to Amy. She held her hand out and took the machine gun and a handful of clips. She pulled the hammer back on the gun and slipped one of the magazines into the weapon before slamming the hammer back into place. Ben turned to look at one of the cars.
"Come on, I reckon we should take this one and get moving to the Police station." Amy nodded and walked over to the car. She lowered her hand to the door handle and pulled it open. Amy sat lowly down in the car, shutting the door behind her. Ben followed her and walked up to the rivers seat and pulled the door open slightly. He froze when he heard a shuffling noise behind him and turned to look at the barricade. The bodies of the police officers and the civilians were rising to their fee. Bens' jaw fell open at the event that was unfolding before him. He numbly reached for the MP5 that hung at his side and pulled the cocking hammer back, slowly raising the weapon to eye level. He used his thumb to slip the safety off, and lightly squeezed the trigger, sending a hail of bullets into the crowd of zombies. The projectiles hit their targets, spraying blood away from the wounds, staining the damp floor with crimson. Amy looked up at Ben, and then turned to face the wall of monsters that was approaching them. She froze to her seat, fear taking over her body. Ben glanced at her and pulled out his Cobra Storm rifle and loaded the javelin system.
"Amy, get out of the way of the water!!" Ben shouted between two gunshots. She stared at him before numbly stumbling out of the car. She ran behind Ben and stood on a dry piece of metal that was lying on the road.
"Cl, Clear!" She stuttered. Ben aimed the Javelin at the floor in front of the advancing army of zombies and fired the electric dart at its target. The piece of metal struck the floor transferring its electric chare into the water. The power crackled, electrocuting half of the monsters, blue arcs of electricity spiralling away into the air. The smell of rotten flesh almost overpowered Ben as he struggled to maintain his footing. The bodies of the electrocuted zombies stumbled slightly, then began to fall, the piles of bodies slowing the remaining creatures down as they struggled to reach their target. Amy raised her MP5 and began to spray the wall of zombies with bullets. Ben looked at her before unloading the clip in his Storm rifle into the creatures. Empty bullet cases began to pile up at their feet as bullet after bullet connected with the frail bodies of the monsters, spraying blood away from the impact points. Amy fired the last round in her clip, taking the final zombie down. It emitted an inhumane groan as it slumped to the floor. The two of them lowered their guns slowly, Ben took a deep breath and turned to Amy.
"Come on, let's get to the police station," He said. She nodded slowly, dropping the empty magazine from her gun and slipped a new one in. As the two of them walked up to the car, a large, black object plummeted towards them and smashed into the roof of the vehicle, crushing it with an ear-splitting smash. Ben stood staring at the remains of the vehicle as the black shadow began to move. It rose to its' feet. Ben couldn't believe what he was seeing. The monster stood at least 8ft tall, its heavy arms as thick as tree trunks. Inside its' skull burned two, deep red eyes. The creature turned to look at them, and flicked the three spines that ran down its back at them. Amy began to slowly back away, her eyes unable to accept what she was seeing. Ben stepped in front of her and slipped a dart into the Javelin system, and began to fire at the creature. The bullets peppered the torso of the creature, spraying green blood onto the charred remains of the police cruiser, the last bullet cases from the magazine clattered to the floor. The monster roared, spreading mortal fear through Bens' body as he fumbled for a new clip, and slammed it into the gun. As he raised the weapon, Amy stepped out from behind him and began to fire her MP5 at the monster. Pointing his rifle at the monster, Ben slowly took aim, and fired the javelin round into the creatures' torso, the electricity lighting it up with a blue aura. The monster stumbled slightly before staring at Amy, and began to walk slowly towards her. Ben panicked slightly, and pulled out his wad of T-18 explosives and set the timer before looking to Amy.
"Amy, get behind me!" he shouted to her.
"Why, are you trying to protect me?" She replied
"No, I wanna try something, now get behind me!" Ben shouted back. Amy stopped firing and stepped behind Ben. He started the countdown on the bomb and tackled her backwards, shielding her from the blast. The bomb landed in front of the creature and detonated, knocking it flying backwards into a telegraph pole. As the monster splintered the wood, several sparks flew as the pole began to fall downwards, hitting a fuel tanker. In seconds, the fuel inside the tanker exploded, sending shrapnel flying in every direction. Ben turned to look at the explosion and felt a chunk fly past his arm, cutting it clean open. He turned and looked at the wound, and raised his arm quickly to the cut, attempting to stop the bleeding. He checked Amy and found that the explosion had knocked her clean out. He tied to rise to his feet slowly, but felt himself slowly losing consciousness as the darkness consumed him....
Ben slowly opened his eyes and rolled onto his side. He looked wearily around him, and sat up suddenly and fell off the sofa.
"Oww, GodDamnit," He moaned. He stood up and looked around the room. Claire had disappeared. He stepped forward and felt his foot crunch against something. Ben looked down and moved his foot to the side. A letter was folded and held down by a piece of metal. Ben bent over and picked it up. He rubbed his thumb down the side of the empty magazine. Ben unfolded the piece of paper and read the lines of writing slowly.
Dear Ben
I'm sorry that I've left like this, but I have to follow up a lead immediately. We will meet again before this nightmare is over, but until then you can just follow these instructions to uncover the secret of this city. Go to the power station, I will leave you a message there.
Love Claire
Ben reread the letter several times in his head, trying to understand what Claire was saying. As he read it for the fourth time, Amy yawned and sat up on the edge of the bed, and looked lazily at Ben. He looked at her and smiled.
"Are you OK now Amy?"
"I think so, but I'll be fine once we get through this mess," Amy replied. Ben laughed.
"We all will, but first we have to fight through it. And I promise you now, I will kill every single one of those monsters," Ben said, his voice filling with rage. Amy looked at him and smiled warmly.
"What's that in your hand Ben?" Amy questioned, pointing to the letter in his hand. He looked at it before slowly handing it to her.
"Read it," Ben told her. Amy looked down at the letter and began to read it. Her eyes grew wider as he read the ending.
"Claire?!" She exclaimed. "Claire's alive?"
"Yeah, I saved her last night from a bunch of zombies in that alley," Ben replied, pointing to the window behind Amy. She looked out of the window and saw the bodies of the zombies that littered the floor.
"But how did you kill those things from up here?" Amy questioned.
"I borrowed your rifle," Ben replied.
"Oh, OK. But when did Claire leave?" Amy continued.
"Sometime during the night. We fell asleep together on the sofa after the fight," Ben said, turning away as he talked. Amys' mouth fell open as he finished.
"Just like old times then?" She said with a smile. Ben laughed.
"That's exactly what she said," he finished. Ben sighed deeply before turning to look at Amy. "I think we should head to the police station to grab some new weapons and a map, then head over to the power station," he ordered.
"Yes sir," Amy replied, picking up her rifle and throwing the strap over her shoulder.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Ben questioned.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Amy replied. She nodded at him and Ben smiled.
"Let's do this," He said and walked over to the door. Lowering his hand to the handle, he slowly eased the door open. Ben stepped out into the street and checked that the coast was clear before signalling to Amy.
"So which way do we go?" Amy questioned. Ben shrugged.
"I guess we just go that way and look for a sign," He replied, pointing to his left. Amy nodded and brought her rifle to bear.
"Let's go then," She said. Ben nodded and began to walk down the street. As they came out onto the main road, Amy turned to look at a nearby sign while Ben looked at a nearby barricade made of SWAT vehicles. He stared around at the bodies that littered the floor, trying to work out what had happened. Every single corpse was littered with bullet holes, their clothes covered in ragged holes. Yet the situation only grew more confusing. These people didn't look like they had turned into those zombie creatures, they were ordinary civilians. Ben shook his head and walked towards the barricade. Behind the vehicles was a line of slaughtered SWAT officers, their necks and torsos covered in bite marks. It looked like they had become something's' meal. The floor was stained with dried blood that had been partially washed away after the rain during the night, and the empty bullet cases lay everywhere. Amy turned to look at him, her gaze avoiding the gory scene that lay before her.
"According to that sign, the police station is 2 miles in that direction," Amy pointed behind Ben.
"Two miles? I reckon we'd be better off using one of these cars to cover the distance a lot quicker." Ben replied, walking over to one of the SWAT vans and opened the back doors.
"Good idea, that way we can avoid any confrontations with hostile forces, and conserve our ammunition," Amy replied. Ben stepped back into view holding two MP5s and a box of clips for them.
"Yeah, but I reckon we should stick with these for a little while," He said, handing one of the guns to Amy. She held her hand out and took the machine gun and a handful of clips. She pulled the hammer back on the gun and slipped one of the magazines into the weapon before slamming the hammer back into place. Ben turned to look at one of the cars.
"Come on, I reckon we should take this one and get moving to the Police station." Amy nodded and walked over to the car. She lowered her hand to the door handle and pulled it open. Amy sat lowly down in the car, shutting the door behind her. Ben followed her and walked up to the rivers seat and pulled the door open slightly. He froze when he heard a shuffling noise behind him and turned to look at the barricade. The bodies of the police officers and the civilians were rising to their fee. Bens' jaw fell open at the event that was unfolding before him. He numbly reached for the MP5 that hung at his side and pulled the cocking hammer back, slowly raising the weapon to eye level. He used his thumb to slip the safety off, and lightly squeezed the trigger, sending a hail of bullets into the crowd of zombies. The projectiles hit their targets, spraying blood away from the wounds, staining the damp floor with crimson. Amy looked up at Ben, and then turned to face the wall of monsters that was approaching them. She froze to her seat, fear taking over her body. Ben glanced at her and pulled out his Cobra Storm rifle and loaded the javelin system.
"Amy, get out of the way of the water!!" Ben shouted between two gunshots. She stared at him before numbly stumbling out of the car. She ran behind Ben and stood on a dry piece of metal that was lying on the road.
"Cl, Clear!" She stuttered. Ben aimed the Javelin at the floor in front of the advancing army of zombies and fired the electric dart at its target. The piece of metal struck the floor transferring its electric chare into the water. The power crackled, electrocuting half of the monsters, blue arcs of electricity spiralling away into the air. The smell of rotten flesh almost overpowered Ben as he struggled to maintain his footing. The bodies of the electrocuted zombies stumbled slightly, then began to fall, the piles of bodies slowing the remaining creatures down as they struggled to reach their target. Amy raised her MP5 and began to spray the wall of zombies with bullets. Ben looked at her before unloading the clip in his Storm rifle into the creatures. Empty bullet cases began to pile up at their feet as bullet after bullet connected with the frail bodies of the monsters, spraying blood away from the impact points. Amy fired the last round in her clip, taking the final zombie down. It emitted an inhumane groan as it slumped to the floor. The two of them lowered their guns slowly, Ben took a deep breath and turned to Amy.
"Come on, let's get to the police station," He said. She nodded slowly, dropping the empty magazine from her gun and slipped a new one in. As the two of them walked up to the car, a large, black object plummeted towards them and smashed into the roof of the vehicle, crushing it with an ear-splitting smash. Ben stood staring at the remains of the vehicle as the black shadow began to move. It rose to its' feet. Ben couldn't believe what he was seeing. The monster stood at least 8ft tall, its heavy arms as thick as tree trunks. Inside its' skull burned two, deep red eyes. The creature turned to look at them, and flicked the three spines that ran down its back at them. Amy began to slowly back away, her eyes unable to accept what she was seeing. Ben stepped in front of her and slipped a dart into the Javelin system, and began to fire at the creature. The bullets peppered the torso of the creature, spraying green blood onto the charred remains of the police cruiser, the last bullet cases from the magazine clattered to the floor. The monster roared, spreading mortal fear through Bens' body as he fumbled for a new clip, and slammed it into the gun. As he raised the weapon, Amy stepped out from behind him and began to fire her MP5 at the monster. Pointing his rifle at the monster, Ben slowly took aim, and fired the javelin round into the creatures' torso, the electricity lighting it up with a blue aura. The monster stumbled slightly before staring at Amy, and began to walk slowly towards her. Ben panicked slightly, and pulled out his wad of T-18 explosives and set the timer before looking to Amy.
"Amy, get behind me!" he shouted to her.
"Why, are you trying to protect me?" She replied
"No, I wanna try something, now get behind me!" Ben shouted back. Amy stopped firing and stepped behind Ben. He started the countdown on the bomb and tackled her backwards, shielding her from the blast. The bomb landed in front of the creature and detonated, knocking it flying backwards into a telegraph pole. As the monster splintered the wood, several sparks flew as the pole began to fall downwards, hitting a fuel tanker. In seconds, the fuel inside the tanker exploded, sending shrapnel flying in every direction. Ben turned to look at the explosion and felt a chunk fly past his arm, cutting it clean open. He turned and looked at the wound, and raised his arm quickly to the cut, attempting to stop the bleeding. He checked Amy and found that the explosion had knocked her clean out. He tied to rise to his feet slowly, but felt himself slowly losing consciousness as the darkness consumed him....
