Bereavement by Androidfish7
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When we last left off, Jorge has been killed by the zombies, and, like you would obviously come to reason, he came back as a zombie, where Blake had to impale him through his head with his sword. Blake has also realized there are still zombified areas on a portion of Planet Earth, and on various areas across the universe, including the Grassland area, where Blake is headed. Blake has packed 2 high fire rate assault rifles, but NOTHING can prepare him for what is to come.
Blake walked through the portal, and stepped onto the Grassland territory. Originally, stepping on this territory coming from another planet unless you were White meant you wanted to challenge Master Green, the king of the dimension, but there were so many zombies, and potentially more, that anyone could enter the area. Blake took out his Steyr AUG H BAR and explored the then came on a ravaged city, called, according to the sign, Walkingtown. "What an ironic name" Blake thought, as he entered the city limits. He noticed a pack of zombies feeding on civilians, and as Blake walked in on them, the zombies slowly stood up and eyed him maniacly. "How you guys doing?" Blake taunted, as the zombies began to walk towards him. "Oh did I interrupt dinner time? Go ahead, eat up, I'll wait" Blake said, as he aimed down his Steyr AUG H BAR sights, and killed off the pack of about 4 zombies in less than 1 clip. Blake proceeded through the city. He then happened to notice a light emiting from a local appartment. Blake realized this could mean there was life that remained yet, as his mission was to clear the area of zombies AND recover any survivors. Blake kicked down the door to the appartment, as he got no opposition, Blake proceeded through, and found a blockade of shopping carts that blocked him from going up the stairs to meet this potential survivor, or survivors. However, Blake laughed this off, and, using 1 big push, Blake knocked down all the carts, but, being curteous for the person who set them up, Blake replaced the carts after he had got to the other side. Blake then walked up the stairs, and there were 24 flooors to this appartment, so walking would take a long time. Blake then dashed up the stairs, before he decided to take a quick break, as he sat down for a bit to recover, after reaching floor 15 sprinting. Then Blake heard a discouraging sound, apparently a horde of zombies had tracked him by scent or footprints, or perhaps they, too, noticed the potential survivor(s) in the appartment. Whatever the case, Blake had to get moving, as he stood up and dashed all the way to the room where he saw the light, and he knocked on the door. "Are there survivors here? I'm here to help you out" Blake said, and the door was swung open. "Get in!" The guy said, as Blake dashed into the room. "Grab a gun! These aren't ordinary zombies! You'll need better weapons than those to fight them!" the guy said, and this guy was loaded on weapons, as he had with him some Special Ops weapons, weapons with multiple attachments. Blake grabbed an HK G36 Rapture this person had, an HK G36 with extra damage, range, accuracy, and far less kick, with a M203 Grenade Launcher underbarrel attachment, and the guy he was working with grabbed a Riot Shield, and an MP5 Destroyer (Self created), an MP5 with Rapid fire, no kick, a major damage increase, and Extended Mags. The guy blocked off zombies with his Riot Shield with one hand, while using the other hand to grip the MP5 Destroyer. Blake took aim at the incoming zombies, and opened fire with the HK G36 Rapture, while the guy reflected the zombies with his Riot Shield. While the fight was going on, Blake noticed something about the zombies, the fact that they had shadow mist emiting from their bodies, which, according to this person, reflected ordinary bullets, being why you needed "Special Ops Weapons", guns with massive upgrades. In the dimension Blake came from, "Special Ops Weapons" merely meant the gun was silenced and had an ACOG or Sniper Scope on it. "Must be a different meaning" Blake thought. There were only 10 of them, so the fight didn't last horribly long. "I'm Michael, son of Master Green. Who are you?" The guy, identified as Michael, said to Blake. "I'm Blake, son of the deceased Master White" Blake replied. "Oh my God, an ancestor of one of the Masters! Quickly, enter my appartment room before more come!" Michael replied, as they entered the appartment. "You must've come to try to aid us" Michael said. "Yup, I've come to recover any survivors and, more importantly, inform Master Green of White's death" Blake said. At this news, Michael did a double take towards Blake, trying to take in the information. "What?! How did this happen?!" Michael exclaimed. "You didn't hear my introduction? Son of the deceased Master White!" Blake said. "It's been a long day, I missed that information! How did this happen?" Michael replied. "We went on a mission to kill Doctor Thereajus, and he and the Zombie King had a Time Bomb planted there, and White had to stay back so we could all escape, and he got caught up in the explosion" Blake said. "I'm sorry to hear that" Michael replied. "I'm the new King of the Heavens now" Blake said, as Michael took in that information. "Well, we definitely need to get out of here, because I'm running very low on supplies, and I, too, need to make sure my father, Master Green isn't dead. Would you like to come with me?" Michael asked. "Yeah, you are, technically, my brother in law (All of the Masters of color, White, Green, Blue, etc, are brothers, Blake being White's son, and Michael being Green's son, this makes them brothers in law)" Blake replied, as Michael considered this. "Yeah, I guess we are! I hadn't thought of that! Well, pack your weapons, we'll move out tomorrow morning, after we get some sleep, now, being Master of the Heavens, you realize you do not need sleep?" Michael said. Blake then realized he had been travelling for 25 hours now, and he did not even feel the slightest bit tired. "No, I had not thought of that, I guess not! I'll keep guard until morning" Blake said, as Michael agreed, and then, went to his bed, and went to sleep, whiile Blake stood watch.