Kendo's store was completely thrashed. When he reached the area, Mr. Kendo, who had been completely gnawed on, rose off the floor and came after Peter, moaning hungrily. Peter jumped over the old man and landed behind the counter. Kendo's corpse turned around and walked towards the inhuman creature, but ran into the counter. Peter chuckled as the zombie tried it's best to walk through the obstacle in it's way. Its not going to keep walking into the counter for long, Peter's instincts told him. Peter looked around for a weapon and found one. A Mac 11 with one clip in it. Mr. Kendo groaned with hunger and climbed onto the counter. Peter opened up on the cannibal and saw it's hideous and mangled face decimate under the incredible, point blank fire-power. Blood painted the walls and smeared across the glass of the counter.
Peter pushed the body off the counter and smashed the glass. From the inside of the display case he pulled a couple of incendinary grenades, a Barretta M92F, and three clips. In the shelves behind the counter, he found two bottles of sake, a container of gunpowder, a couple dirty cleaning rags, a box of 12 gauge shells, a clip for the Glock that Akasha took and a throwing knife. Off the gun racks came a 12 gauge Bennelli, a Remington 597 rifle, a 6 shot SAA (Single Action Army), and another Mac 11. Peter found four clips for the Mac 11's under the cash register. He put all the clips in his backpack, the handguns in his pockets, and the rifles making an X on his back. He stepped on the mainstreet and an army of zombie came at him, ignoring the corpses they were already chewing on. "Bring it on..", Peter growled, unslinging the Benneli and cocking it.
"Hi Peter!", Akasha called from atop the Kendo's Gun Shop. "Akasha, I want my gun belt back!", he replied, blasting away at the first few zombies that were closest to him. "Nope.", she said, and flew away.
Peter unslung the remington as well and fired both at the city of the dead. Zombie's chest cavities and heads exploded until there was a wall of the carrion blocking the dead army. Moans and shuffles could be heard from beyond the barrier of lifeless manekins. Peter went through the back doorandwent to the hospital. When he got there he accessed a computer and hacked into the system.
Computer systems check... executing
please wait...
WhiteUmbrellaviral research archive accessed...
Listing programs...
Projects in progress
Virus notes
Operation Watchdog
Peter clicked on the first option.
Projects in Progress...
Project name code name objective
Nemesis T-003 Eliminate STARS members
N/A T-001 Obtain G-virus
Print Data?...
No.
Virus Notes...
Virus Project
G-virus Unknown
Ne-Gene Nemesis
T-virus T-001
V-virus Unknown
Print data?...
Yes.
Printing...
Printing complete...
Operation Watchdog...
Watchdogs...
Currently Active...
Nicholai Genovef
Print data?...
No.
Log off?...
Yes.
Peter, who was amazed at what he discovered, decided to obtain the G-virus and the NE-Gene. "Whatcha lookin' at?", Akasha said resting her head on his shoulder. "Whaaaaaaa!", Peter screamed and jumped,"I'll only tell you if you give me my guns back." "Nope.", she said, and walked out the door. "Grrrr...", Peter growled and chased after her. He chased her all the way to a cathedral looking building. On his tail the entire way was the army of zombies that broke through the wall of the motionless dead. When he entered and bolted the door, he looked around and saw Akasha nowhere. "Akasha!", Peter yelled, and ducked instantly as Akasha swooped down to clothesline him. "Having fun?", she asked, taunting him in midair. He gave her a look like 'does it look like im having fun?' and she laughed, descending to the doorway. "See ya.", she said, and opened the door only to be attacked by the army of zombies that was following Peter. She easily slaughtered enough of them to get away, but lost the gun belt in the process. She's got fire, I'll give her that, Peter thought mowing down zombies to get to the exit. Along the path he picked up the belt and ran on the roofs to get to the hospital.
When he got there he saw a southern american looking man running full speed from it. Within the next two seconds, he knew why. The hospital exploded and a piece of the door came flying at Peter. "Dammit...", Peter mumbled as he took the door edge to the face. It took of a part of Peter's face, but not enough to kill him, not that it could. He rushed off to the nearest pharmacy.
