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Mayhem: S.T.A.R.S. Delta Team

The night sky looks peacefully as my teammates and I fly into the air. But looks can be deceiving. S.T.A.R.S. (Special Tactics And Rescue Squad) Tokyo received news that the city of Hinata is overrun by the living dead. No one knows what happened, but it's our job to destroy the city before any of the living dead can reach neighboring cities. S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo sends us, Delta Team, to destroy the city. We plan on doing this with the Lau Bomb. The bomb isn't nuclear, but kind of acts like one, killing anything in a 10 kilometers (6.21 miles) radius. Since the nearest city is 16 kilometers (9.936 miles), this is the perfect weapon to use. Unfortunately, we have to plant the bomb ourselves since we're using a helicopter and might not make it out of the explosion. Also, a teammate and I on Delta Team have a key that activate the detonator. If one of us lost our key, the detonator is useless and have to manually operate to bomb, thus killing the person in the process.

Like all missions I go through since joining S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo when it was formed in 1996, I always reflect on my past. I'm Motoyuki Horimoto, age 25. I'm not sure how I grew up because I got amnesia ten years ago. All I remember from my childhood was my parents divorced when I was seven and stayed with my mom at her brother's place until she died six years later. I stayed with my dad in Nagano and once I graduated high school, I joined the army. I was stationed in one of the American bases where I learned hand to hand combat, firing weapons and surviving. After two years in the army, I joined the Green Beret and became an explosives expert. I was good at knowing every type of bomb that they always put me in missions that require something blowing up. As much as I loved being a Green Beret and staying at the base, I was homesick and missed civilian life. When I heard that the Tokyo Police was forming a new branch called S.T.A.R.S. and were looking for officers, I applied right away. I was hired on the spot since they were looking for explosives experts. The job is great and I'm happy to be in the city. I do have one problem those.

"Popcorn!" And that's my problem. On the missions I went to during my time as a Green Beret, I always yelled 'Let's blow this popcorn stand!' just before pressing the detonator. I don't know why I yelled that, but I did and the nickname 'Popcorn' stuck with me.

"Hey Popcorn! What are you staring at?" The one yelling is Randy Pryde, age 48. He's a tall, Jewish guy with a brown goatee and shaved head. He's the team's leader and has been with S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo from the formation since being transferring from his hometown of Miami. He's was in the Navy S.E.A.L.S. for twenty years and has leadership skills. This is the third time we been on a mission together, so we know how each other thinks.

"Popcorn! Are you getting off by imagining explosions again?" The one who cracked the joke and laughing with Randy is Jeffery Fritz, age 51. He a buff...huh...I'm not sure. Some people tell me his black. Others say African-American. I say chocolate because no one seems to care when I say that. Continuing, Randy tells me he's looks like a very old Denzel Washington with a gray flat top and black mustache. He's the team's assaulter and has been with S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo just for two months now. He fought at the start of the Vietnam War when he was 18 and was there for seven years. Once he left the war, he came back to his hometown of Raccoon City and joined there police department. He made it all the way to lieutenant during his 26 years with the department. He joined S.T.A.R.S. when the department first established it in the beginning of this year. He's also a widower when he learned that his wife of 20 years was found dead in the Arklay Forest. By then, he was on S.T.A.R.S. Bravo Team and was supposed to search for missing people in that forest. But the day before the team was to search, he got transferred to S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo. Recently, he got a letter from his former Bravo teammate, Rebecca Chambers. He told me that in the letter, his friend Enrico Marini and best friend Kenneth J. Sullivan were both killed during the search. I feel sad for him, but he's withdrawing information about the letter since it's about ten pages long.

"Come on! Leave Motoyuki alone." The one defending me from both Randy and Jeffery is An Wong, age 29. He's a skinny, but buff, Chinese guy with short black hair and glasses. He's the team's sniper and has been with S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo just over a year now. He was part of LAPD S.W.A.T. for 5 years before transferring after the North Hollywood robbery/shooting he took part in. He's also my best friend and the only one who doesn't call me 'Popcorn' at S.T.A.R.S. We get along very well and have been known to cause a little mayhem either in the station or the city.

"Are you all right Popcorn?" And the one concerned about me is Tèa Sanchez, age 19. She's a short, skinny Mexican girl with wavy reddish-brown shoulder length hair. She's the team's observer and has been with S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo for six months. This is her first mission and is coming with us for experience. She's the teammate with the key for the detonator. Even thought she's the youngest member of S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo, she's been through a lot more then any of us on this team; combine. She witness her parents and older sister killed in front of her by a gang when she was 12. They kidnapped her and sold her in a private auction in her hometown of Mexical, Mexico. The people who bought her would whipped, beat, torture and rape her. Sometimes video taping it. She finally ran away at 16 when she jumped the boarder. Whatever that means. She won't tell me what happens after in fear of deportation, but tells me that I'm the only one who knows about this since she knows me better then anyone else. I feel kind of special, having her trust me with this and other personnel things. But I wish she'd call me by my name.

"I'm fine."

"FIVE MINUTES BEFORE WE HIT OUR RENDEZVOUS SPOT!" The one screaming is Kenjiro Kasuga , age 31. He's a bulky, bald Japanese guy. He's the team's pilot and has been with S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo from the formation also. We actually met in the army, going on a few missions together. He's the type of guy who takes things seriously. Not playing any jokes on anyone. He's also the reason why my 'Popcorn' nickname stuck with everyone at S.T.A.R.S., since he calls me that all the time. I can tell he's trying to hook up with Tèa since I see him hitting on her. Nothing bad with that, but I like her too. The good thing is he doesn't speak a word of English, so she doesn't really know what he's talking about. Unfortunately, the only person on the team who knows any Japanese is An, but only a little. So I also act as the team's translator.

As I look out the window, I see a helicopter flying in the other direction. Before I ask what that helicopter was, Kasuga-san beats me to it. "I JUST BE INFORMED THAT THE HELICOPTER THAT PASSED US HAVE THE LAST OF THE SURVIVORS." At least we won't have to worry about killing any living people.

Everyone seem calm with this mission. I mean, all we have to do is place the Lau Bomb in the street and fly to a safe distance to detonate it. What could go wrong?

We land on top of a small building, which is about four or five stories. Once Kasuga-san lands and kills the engine, we spring into action. An and Jeffery put on their night vision goggles and step out of the plane to look for anyone on the rooftop top. Once they tell us it's clear, Randy, Tèa and I grab a hold of the bomb and follow the guys into the building.

Inside, we go down a flight of stairs and into a large well-lit room. Going through the only door, we enter another large well-lit room before entering a narrow hallway. Because the bomb is weighs too much for the three of us, we take the elevator nearby. Jeffery presses the button, causing it to being sent up. Both he and An draw their weapons, in case any living dead are inside the elevator. Once it reaches our level, it opens up with nobody inside. We go in first, followed by the other two. Once the door closes we lightly drop the bomb on the floor, waiting to reach the ground level.

Since this mission is an in-and-out type of deal, we didn't bring much. We all have our standard 9mm berretta and a hunting knife. Since Jeffery and An are our shooters, they brought one extra weapon. An is carrying sniper rifle and Jeffery is carrying a sub-machinegun. Without the captain's knowledge, I'm secretly carrying about 15 C4 explosives. I been doing this since my group didn't have enough on my first mission with the Green Beret.

Once the elevator stops moving, An and Jeffery draw their weapons as the door opens. I can't see anything since Randy and Jeffery are blocking my vision, but Jeffery yells in excitement.

"Hell yeah!" He screams. "I see dead people!" Jeffery takes a few step out of the elevator and fires at the living dead walking around in what seems to be the lobby. An also gets out and shoots with the sniper rifle. The rest of us pick up the bomb, following both of them out the building and into the street. I couldn't believe the number of living dead walking around. They make a path of us to place the bomb as more of the living dead walk towards us.

After placing the bomb in the middle of the street, we run back to the building with An and Jeffery behind, shooting at the living dead. In the lobby, more of them surface. Randy, Tèa and I pull out our berretta and start firing. But the more we kill, the more that keep coming. Even with An and Jeffery joining the shooting, more keep coming and surround us.

"This is getting us nowhere!" Randy yells. "Everyone! Stop firing!" We feel weird doing this, since more of them keep springing up. But we can't go against his orders. "Okay. Here's the plan. An, Popcorn and I will shoot those dead bastards near the elevator and make a path for Tèa so she can run to the elevator. Jeffery, I want you to shoot the ones to our backs."

Understanding the plan, An, Randy and I start shooting the living dead blocking the elevator. Once we shoot down a few of them, Tèa does her part and runs towards the elevator. We follow her while picking off any living dead that's either near us or her.

"Shit!" I hear Jeffery say. "I'm out. Someone back me up while I reload."

"Got you covered," An says, turning around and sniping a few heads off.

"I'm on it!" Randy says, helping out An. Since most of the living dead are far away from us, I ran to Tèa who is repeatedly pressing the up button.

"You know that won't make the elevator go any faster."

"SHUT UP!" She screams with tears in her eyes. "I'm...I'm scared." She reminds me of me on my first mission as a Green Beret. All the shooting, bloodshed and chaos, I really didn't know what to do. I want to comfort her, but we have to get out of here first.

"I know. We all are. But it will all be over in a few minutes." With a smile, she seems to be calming down and wiping her tears away.

I hear the elevator door open and nearly have a heart attack when I see four or five living dead inside. The one closest to us tries to grab Tèa, but I push her out of the way, falling to the floor. The dead guy slowly starts making it's way towards us.

"Oh know you don't, you fucker." I hear Jeffery say. "You and your fucking hungry friends aren't taking a bite out of my teammates." He starts shooting his sub-machinegun as we watch the dead guy get hit with bullets. "Not on my watch!" He wildly hits the dead guy coming at us and the ones in the elevator, but since Tèa and I are on the floor in the middle of his shooting, all we can do is cover each other and hope he doesn't hit us. I actually don't mind holding her like this. This is the first time we done this. The scent of her lavender lotion calms me as Jeffery stops shooting. An runs to help us up.

"Shit Jeffery!" Randy says, hitting his shoulder. "What the fuck did you do?"

"I killed those fuckers who came out of the elevator."

"And the elevator itself?" I turned around and see the bullet holes he made to the controls. Tèa presses the button and nothing happen.

"It won't work captain." She says as Randy curses at Jeffery for destroying the controls. An notices more dead guys coming at us and uses his berretta to shoot them.

"Come on!" He says. "I want to get away from these bitches!" I try to looks for the door to the stairs, but Tèa beats me to it.

"Stairs!" She says. "Come on! Let's go!" She runs toward the door with us following her. She cautiously opens the door before going inside. I go in next, followed by Jeffery and Randy. An kills a few more dead guys before going in with us as we all close the door. We take a minute to catch our breath before Randy starts yelling at Jeffery again.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! What the hell were you thinking?!"

"I was thinking of saving my teammates!"

"Why didn't you use your berretta?!"

"There was no time to switch weapons!"

"No time?! No fucking time?!"

"Shut up!" Tèa yells at them. "We have no time for you two bitching at each other. We did our missions, so let's get the fuck out of here!" I'm surprise with her. She been a nice, shy and quiet girl, but I guess when it comes down to task at hand, she's very serious. Either that or she's very scare.

"All right. All right," Randy says, catching his breath again. "Looks like the door will hold those assholes, so Jeffery, you lead the way. I'll follow you behind. An, you take the rear. Tèa. Popcorn. Do you two have your keys for the detonator?" I feel for it in my vest pocket.

"Yes sir." I get a little aroused when I see Tèa feeling herself between her breasts.

"I have it captain." Seems that Randy and maybe Jeffery saw too since they are drooling.

"O...Okay. Let's go." We begin our climb up the stair, but when we reach the second floor, there are no more. We go through the door and see a lot of doors. We're cautious for any of the undead lurking around. It takes us a few minutes before we find the a door leading us to the stairs. Again, we climb the stairs and again we don't see any more.

As Jeffery and Randy go through the door, I hear gun fire. I don't know what's going on until I go through and see a lot of dead guys in the small room. I pull out my berretta and fire at them. Tèa goes to the side of me and does the same thing. By the time An joined us, we have already finished; killed at least ten to fifteen of them.

"You missed all the fun An," Jeffery laughs.

"At least I save my ammo," An snaps back.

Looking around the room, we see stairs on the other side. We climb up and enter the hallway that we took the elevator on. We walk back to the room that lead us to the hallway. There are a few dead guys walking in the room, but they're on the other side, so we don't even bother killing them.

Once we enter the room that leads to the roof, we're all relieved and happy. Randy led another successful mission, An and Jeffery got to kill a lot of dead guys, I'll get to blow this popcorn stand and Tèa got some field training. I'm really proud of her. I hope I have the courage to ask her out before Kasuga-san ever learns English or someone else does.

Once I begin my climb up the stairs, we all freeze hearing the door open. I feel that these dead guys must be real smart if they can to that. I turn around and see it closing the door. Why would it do that? Doesn't it want it's friends to munch at us also? I draw my berretta first, then everyone else. When I heard An cocking his sniper rifle, the dead guy turns at us, seeing our weapons drawn. I expected this one to came at us, but instead it backs up towards the door and start curling itself in a ball, crying.

"No! Please don't kill me! I'm...I'm human!" The dead guy says in Japanese. I immediately understand now that this isn't one of the living dead in the room, otherwise the ones in the lobby should have opened the door while we where in there. I doubt any of them understood the person and with Jeffery being trigger happy, I raise my arms in the air and walk a few steps in their path of sight.

"Wait! Stop! This one's human!"

"What?" Tèa says.

"Human?" An says.

"No way!" Jeffery says.

"A survivor?" Randy says. When they realize that this person isn't coming after us, they all lower their weapons. I slowly make my way towards this person.

"Hello there." I say in Japanese. The person lifts it's head, showing tears in their eyes. "We're not going to shoot you. See?" I put my berretta on the floor, showing I'm not going to shoot. "And my friends lower their guns too." Once the person understands with won't kill them, they slowly stand up. I immediately can tell this is female with the chest sticking out of her white shirt and her shaved legs in those denim shorts. She's also wearing a red cap and holding a katana blade with blood dripping on it. She must have killed a lot of the dead guys herself in order to survive. "I'm Motoyuki Horimoto, S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo Delta Team. What's your name?"

"Shinobu. Shinobu Maehara," she replies, crying less.

"Did you come with anyone else?"

"No." I'm impressed. She managed to survive only using a katana blade? She must be an great swordsperson.

"Shinobu-chan, I'm sorry for having to do this, but we it to check you if you're bitten." She began to freak out.

"But I'm not. Honest!"

"It's just processor." She seems scare. Maybe because she thinks I'm going to touch her. I wouldn't to that to her. She's too young anyway. At least fourteen years old. "Tèa! Come here." She walks towards us. "Shinobu-chan, this is Tèa Sanchez, a teammate of mine. She'll check if you are bitten." She seems more calm that Tèa going to check her instead of me. "Tèa, I want you to check her if she's bitten anywhere. I don't want to jeopardize the team if she's going to turn into one of those dead people while in the helicopter." She nods her head and exams Shinobu while I put up my berretta.

"Hey Motoyuki!" An says. "Who's that girl?"

"She's Shinobu Maehara. Guess she was hiding somewhere when they were rescuing any survivors."

"Huh...guys." Tèa says. "Can you all turn around? I need to check under her clothing." We understand and do as she says. We wait for a few minutes, hearing Shinobu's clothes moving around, before Tèa tells us she's fine.

"Sorry for that, Shinobu-chan." I say. "We have to fully check. Now that's done, let's get out of here." I take her by the hand and join the rest of the group. Before we reach the stairs, Shinobu screams. I feel her letting go as I see her bolting for the door.

"Oh no you don't!" An says, running after her. He grabs her around the waist and began to fight with her, struggling to break free.

"Shinobu-chan, what's wrong?" I ask.

"My bag! I dropped my bag!" She begins to cry again.

"Motoyuki!" An says. "What's wrong with her?"

"She saying something about her bag."

"A bag?"

"I need my bag!" She cries. "I need my bag! It's the only thing I have left for my life!" I feel sad when she says that. Surviving this ordeal, she must have only a few things that mean anything to her.

"Shinobu-chan. Stop struggling and I'll find your bag. I promise." She stops fighting with An and looks at me.

"You...mean it?"

"Yes." She begins to smile. "Do you remember where you dropped it?"

"I think it's in the next room." I turn to my teammates.

"Guys. She needs her bag of personal belongings. I'm going out to find it."

"What?" Tèa says. "You can't!"

"She's right Popcorn." Randy agrees. "We have to get out of here, now!"

"But Shinobu left her stuff. It's the only thing she has left from her life." It's starts to sink in that she needs her bag of belonging. "She said she might have dropped it in the next room. I won't be long."

"But what if something happens?" Tèa ask. She seems very concern about me. I walk up to her and hand her my key and detonator.

"If I'm not back in five minutes, then leave me behind." I smile at her and walk towards the door. "An, I want you to watch Shinobu for me."

"Will do." I look at them before opening the door and going in.

There are only two dead guys in the room. One is in the doorway and the other is a few feet away from me. I quickly scan the room and see and bright pink bag in the middle of the floor. I run towards it so that the dead guy doesn't grab me. I check the bag and see the initials 'S.M.' Must be hers since her name is Shinobu Maehara. I'm surprise on how heavy it is. What does she have in here? And how does such a small girl carry all this stuff?

I wear the bag like a backpack and start to head back to the when I hear loud roaring. I turn towards the doorway and see a yellow monster about twice as tall as me. One of the dead guys walks towards the monster as it swats it right through a window.

I grab my berretta and start firing at the monster. I have empty my clip before realizing that I didn't make a scratch, let alone a hole. I try making a run for it, but it's already standing in front of me, face to face, growling at me. Looking at it's hideous face and grossest body, I afraid to admit that this will be my last mission with S.T.A.R.S. Tokyo.

Note: I case you're wondering, An Wong is not related to Ada Wong. I named him after a friend of mine.

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