Night on the Town
The young S.T.A.R.S decided to go to the local club. It was a nice sized nightclub located a few miles outside New Raccoon, aptly named "The Hot Spot." It was the best club in the county, and tonight was "18 and under Night." As everyone relaxed, Britney went to the DJ and requested one of her favorite songs. Everyone was loosening up and having a good time, except for Rick.
"Hey, cap', what's wrong?" asked Joe.
"Yeah," added Mike, "You look a little down."
"It's nothing guys. I was just thinking about what happened this morning on Belford, you know, the hostage thing. I came so close to losing it. What if that happens again, and I let go, I mean, that could get someone killed."
"Hey," said Dan, "Don't worry about it. I've seen you loose your cool before, but never during a hostage situation. We trust you. If we didn't, we wouldn't listen to you, we would go straight to my father. I hope I can be as good a leader for Bravo team as you are for Alpha."
The serious conversation was interrupted by Stephanie, who was standing with Tiffanie, Liz, and Alyssa, as she looked out on the dance floor watching Britney.
"Oh, brother," Stephanie sighed, "There she goes."
"I'm a, sla-ave... 4 U...I cannot hold it, I cannot control it, I'm a, sla-ave 4 U, I can't deny it, i'm not trying to hide it..." The music blared across the interior, and as Stephanie had pointed out, there was Britney, mimicking the seductive dance moves of her favorite singer, and loving every moment. Rick started to look, and he couldn't help but admire her courage on the dance floor. Nobody had imitated Britney Spears' dance moves for a few years, in spite of the fact that the pop diva, now pushing 40, still sold a decent amount of records, and was being reputed as the "new" Madonna. Rick was suddenly taken aback when he realized that she was lip-synching and as she danced, she was looking directly at him. The next moment was even more shocking as she pointed to him and lip-synched the next line, "...Baby, don't U wanna... dance up on me..."
His staring was suddenly interrupted by his sister's voice, "Whoa," Liz teased, "Go get her stud!"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't help laughing, because Rick's face suddenly went from it's normally light complexion, to a deep shade of red. It was so funny because Rick did not usually get embarrassed at all. But then, Rick surprised everyone by actually joining Brit on the dance floor. His dancing was rather questionable, but his teammates were happy to see him forget about things for awhile. The truth was, Rick was always hard on himself. That was because he knew, as a leader, one mistake could cost his team their mission, even their lives, and he wouldn't be able to live with himself. Liz knew better than anyone. When they were little, Liz fell and broke her arm. She and Rick had been playing on the jungle jim, and Rick let his attention wander for a split second, and Liz fell. Leon and Claire were upset with him, since he was three years older, but nowhere near as upset as he was. It was from that day forth, that Rick had become a perfectionist, at least when it came to his own actions.
Hunter and Stephanie soon joined the other dancers as well, which was a surprise as well. Stephanie and Hunter did not particularly care for Britney Spears, but even they couldn't help admitting that some of her music was rather infectious, and sometimes, even the most stalwart Britney detractors couldn't help themselves.
Meanwhile... on the shore of a secluded lake, at the edge of a forest, located about 20 miles north of Sydney...
A young brunette woman was swimming out to an anchored raft. She was impatiently waiting for her boyfriend, who was taking his sweet time joining her for an afternoon dip.
"C'mon Jay, the water's great!"
"Alright babe, I'll be right in, I just have to get something from the tent." A young, dark-haired man responded.
"Okay, but hurry, I might 'accidentally' lose my bikini or something."
The young man, Jay, decided to hurry, but when he reached the camp, he was shocked by what he saw. Before the frightened man could run, he was seized from all sides.
"What're you doing, please, stay away..." he begged. "Whatever you want, take it! please, just don...no...n- AARRGHH!!"
The woman waited on the raft, and decided to go see what was taking so long, when she heard the gurgling screams.
"Jay, stop, you know I scare easily," she called. "C'mon now, it's not funny. Jay, answer me."
As she approached the campsite, she saw it. About three people were hunched over something, as if to eat, and as she got closer, she saw her boyfriend, or rather what was left of him, lying in a puddle of deep red. She was too terrified to scream, and as she turned away to run, one of them grabbed at her ankle, and pulled her toward itself, she struggled, kicking at it. She finally broke free, but not before the thing bit into her ankle. She managed to get up, and limped toward the lake, hoping she could get away by swimming. She began to feel woozy as she reached the water's edge, but she was determined to escape. She began to stroke toward the raft, hoping those things couldn't swim. However, as she reached the halfway point, her wound began to affect her stroke. She began to thrash at the water, and started to swallow the brackish water. She couldn't swim anymore. She had lost too much blood, and her leg was numbing. She sank below the surface, struggled to the top, and then sank again, she knew she was going to die. The last thing she saw was a small school of fish, and then water poured in through her nose and her mouth, and as she began to breathe in, she blacked out. It was over, she would never see the light of day again.
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NOTE
I know this chapter was a little short, but I felt it was a good idea to end the chapter with a zombie attack, and it's aftermath. Soon the S.T.A.R.S will be called to action, but I wanted to lay the foundation for a couple of relationships. Apologies to Britney Spears fans for using her songs in a story, and also to those of you who don't like her. Admittedly, I'm a bit of a fan myself, which is why I named, and modeled Britney Barrett after her, and also why I use her songs in the story. Please don't take offense whether you're a fan or not. Hopefully, the chapters will be a little longer from now on, and a little more frequent. I'm still trying to come up with some different types of creatures for the story, so it'll probably be more zombies at first. Please continue to R&R.
The young S.T.A.R.S decided to go to the local club. It was a nice sized nightclub located a few miles outside New Raccoon, aptly named "The Hot Spot." It was the best club in the county, and tonight was "18 and under Night." As everyone relaxed, Britney went to the DJ and requested one of her favorite songs. Everyone was loosening up and having a good time, except for Rick.
"Hey, cap', what's wrong?" asked Joe.
"Yeah," added Mike, "You look a little down."
"It's nothing guys. I was just thinking about what happened this morning on Belford, you know, the hostage thing. I came so close to losing it. What if that happens again, and I let go, I mean, that could get someone killed."
"Hey," said Dan, "Don't worry about it. I've seen you loose your cool before, but never during a hostage situation. We trust you. If we didn't, we wouldn't listen to you, we would go straight to my father. I hope I can be as good a leader for Bravo team as you are for Alpha."
The serious conversation was interrupted by Stephanie, who was standing with Tiffanie, Liz, and Alyssa, as she looked out on the dance floor watching Britney.
"Oh, brother," Stephanie sighed, "There she goes."
"I'm a, sla-ave... 4 U...I cannot hold it, I cannot control it, I'm a, sla-ave 4 U, I can't deny it, i'm not trying to hide it..." The music blared across the interior, and as Stephanie had pointed out, there was Britney, mimicking the seductive dance moves of her favorite singer, and loving every moment. Rick started to look, and he couldn't help but admire her courage on the dance floor. Nobody had imitated Britney Spears' dance moves for a few years, in spite of the fact that the pop diva, now pushing 40, still sold a decent amount of records, and was being reputed as the "new" Madonna. Rick was suddenly taken aback when he realized that she was lip-synching and as she danced, she was looking directly at him. The next moment was even more shocking as she pointed to him and lip-synched the next line, "...Baby, don't U wanna... dance up on me..."
His staring was suddenly interrupted by his sister's voice, "Whoa," Liz teased, "Go get her stud!"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't help laughing, because Rick's face suddenly went from it's normally light complexion, to a deep shade of red. It was so funny because Rick did not usually get embarrassed at all. But then, Rick surprised everyone by actually joining Brit on the dance floor. His dancing was rather questionable, but his teammates were happy to see him forget about things for awhile. The truth was, Rick was always hard on himself. That was because he knew, as a leader, one mistake could cost his team their mission, even their lives, and he wouldn't be able to live with himself. Liz knew better than anyone. When they were little, Liz fell and broke her arm. She and Rick had been playing on the jungle jim, and Rick let his attention wander for a split second, and Liz fell. Leon and Claire were upset with him, since he was three years older, but nowhere near as upset as he was. It was from that day forth, that Rick had become a perfectionist, at least when it came to his own actions.
Hunter and Stephanie soon joined the other dancers as well, which was a surprise as well. Stephanie and Hunter did not particularly care for Britney Spears, but even they couldn't help admitting that some of her music was rather infectious, and sometimes, even the most stalwart Britney detractors couldn't help themselves.
Meanwhile... on the shore of a secluded lake, at the edge of a forest, located about 20 miles north of Sydney...
A young brunette woman was swimming out to an anchored raft. She was impatiently waiting for her boyfriend, who was taking his sweet time joining her for an afternoon dip.
"C'mon Jay, the water's great!"
"Alright babe, I'll be right in, I just have to get something from the tent." A young, dark-haired man responded.
"Okay, but hurry, I might 'accidentally' lose my bikini or something."
The young man, Jay, decided to hurry, but when he reached the camp, he was shocked by what he saw. Before the frightened man could run, he was seized from all sides.
"What're you doing, please, stay away..." he begged. "Whatever you want, take it! please, just don...no...n- AARRGHH!!"
The woman waited on the raft, and decided to go see what was taking so long, when she heard the gurgling screams.
"Jay, stop, you know I scare easily," she called. "C'mon now, it's not funny. Jay, answer me."
As she approached the campsite, she saw it. About three people were hunched over something, as if to eat, and as she got closer, she saw her boyfriend, or rather what was left of him, lying in a puddle of deep red. She was too terrified to scream, and as she turned away to run, one of them grabbed at her ankle, and pulled her toward itself, she struggled, kicking at it. She finally broke free, but not before the thing bit into her ankle. She managed to get up, and limped toward the lake, hoping she could get away by swimming. She began to feel woozy as she reached the water's edge, but she was determined to escape. She began to stroke toward the raft, hoping those things couldn't swim. However, as she reached the halfway point, her wound began to affect her stroke. She began to thrash at the water, and started to swallow the brackish water. She couldn't swim anymore. She had lost too much blood, and her leg was numbing. She sank below the surface, struggled to the top, and then sank again, she knew she was going to die. The last thing she saw was a small school of fish, and then water poured in through her nose and her mouth, and as she began to breathe in, she blacked out. It was over, she would never see the light of day again.
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NOTE
I know this chapter was a little short, but I felt it was a good idea to end the chapter with a zombie attack, and it's aftermath. Soon the S.T.A.R.S will be called to action, but I wanted to lay the foundation for a couple of relationships. Apologies to Britney Spears fans for using her songs in a story, and also to those of you who don't like her. Admittedly, I'm a bit of a fan myself, which is why I named, and modeled Britney Barrett after her, and also why I use her songs in the story. Please don't take offense whether you're a fan or not. Hopefully, the chapters will be a little longer from now on, and a little more frequent. I'm still trying to come up with some different types of creatures for the story, so it'll probably be more zombies at first. Please continue to R&R.