We're Gonna Get Those Bastards Chapter 7

Zoey groaned as her vision was met with nothing but a black abiss. Momentarily thinking she was dead, her eyes fluttered open as she felt the ground beneath her body shake, accompanied by numerous inhuman shrieks and yells.

However as her eyes met the site of a Witch cartwheeling away as a giant fist smashed into her previous postion on the floor, the shock seemed too great for her and she once again lost consciousness.

Tank growled in irritation as he pryed his wrist out of the hole he made, and stampeded towards the awaiting Witch, who easily ducked underneath his brute force punch, and wasted no time hacking away at his open chest as the Tank stumbled forward.

With a frustrated roar, Tank gave the ground a double fist pound, as the Witch blackflipped towards the other side of the destroyed CEDA lab.

Tank pointed a muscular finger towards the frail girl, "All I need to do is land one hit, and your through little girl" he muttered devilishly.

Witch merely smirked and placed a cocky claw on her hip, "Hmph, thats a hit i'm still waiting for you overgrown freak."

She seemed to get the reaction she wanted as Tank began to pound his chest, and smacked a small cart full of various test tubes and beakers into the air, and towards Witch.

Instead of dodging, Witch ran towards the cart at full speed, and slashed right through it, then without stopping she began to do a series of front flips towards the bewildered beast.

Tank's eyes widened slightly as a final flip resulted with both of Witch's feet connecting with Tank's chest with an impressive amount of force.

Boomer watched in amazement from his place seated up against one of the walls, as the Witch then shoved both of her claws directly into Tank's abdomen.

Tank coughed up blood as he felt the sharp appendages enter his abdominals, however grinned evilly as Witch attempted to remove them, only to find herself stuck.

Calmly Tank lifted one of his massive hands, and gently placed it over one of the girl's wrists, "Here, let me help you with that" he said smuggly before clamping down on her left wrist with full force, ejecting a scream from the frail woman's mouth as the bone shattered.

Then Tank yanked the claws from his body, and threw the girl across the room, who rolled into a wooden cabinet.

Tank laughed darkly as Witch staggered to her feet, panting heavily as she clutched her broken wrist with her right claw, "You fool, do you not comprehend my power yet?" he asked and Witch only scowled as her vision began to darken slightly from the pain.

Thinking of finishing her off, Tank roared and began to charge yet again, however he didn't forsee a green bileslick, complements of Boomer puking from his place on the floor, and the Tank stumbled forward, as Witch used all of her force in her tightened right claw, and landed a devestating punch into the beast's face.

Tank gave a horrific cry as he smashed through one of the walls, and was sprawled out motionless in the hallway. Witch gritted her teeth as she looked at her right claw, "Damnit...I think this one's shattered too" she muttered.

Looking over to Boomer, she smiled, "Thank you Hunter's friend, I owe you one." He gave a pained grin in response, "No problem...its Boomer by the way" he murmered as Witch gave a sigh and sat down on the floor across from the obese member.

Then the two stared somberly at each other as they thought about losing Hunter and Smoker, however their grieving was short-lived as the giant form in the hallway began to stir.

Witch and Boomer began to tremble as Tank stood up, "It...it can't be" Witch muttered as Tank groaned and walked through the hole he created, "Oh but it is" he laughed and charged forward, and connected full force into Witch as she began to rise.

Time seemed to slow down for Witch as the massive shoulder muscles slammed into her. First she could feel her body floating parallel to the ground, and hear Boomer's screams. Then she heard glass shatter, and felt shards imbed into her back.

Then all she could feel was the wind going past her, as her body descended towards the earth, and could see the window she was just thrown through become more and more distant.

Closing her eyes, awaiting the impact of the street, her face was that of peaceful serenity, "Here I come Hunter" was all she muttered before she lost consiousness.

Inside the CEDA room, Boomer trembled incohrently from his place against the wall, as he stared at the broad back muscles of Tank, while the abomination stared through the window.

Boomer half-contemplated getting up and attempting to push him through the window, but he knew it would be a vein gesture with a monster so large.

Then his trembling turned into loud whimpers as Tank slowly turned around and stared down at the pitiful creatue who attempted to push himself further into the wall.

Charles Esterfield, also known as Tank, took five calm steps towards the wall, never leaving eye contact with the trembling Boomer. Boomer began to physically shake as Tank raised a powerful fist into the air, aimed at killing Boomer where he sat.

Then suddenly, Tank's eyes widened as flashbacks of the past hit him. He thought of all the times that Hunter and Smoker would shout at him, or attempt to use him in some way...and how it was always Boomer who treated him as a friend one hundred percent of the time.

Flashback:

Tank humphed as he sat on the outside of the church, the pale moonlight, arms crossed and pouting childishly. He was kicked out of the church for the night yet again for breaking yet another one of Hunter and Smoker's valuables.

It wasn't his fault all of their stuff was so shiny...he liked shiny things. However he raised his head as he heard the church door open and Boomer walk out, with small smile on his face.

"Hey their big guy" he said quietly as he sat down next to his giant friend, "Just thought you could use a little company." Tank's eyes shown with happiness as he grabbed the bewildered Boomer and pulled him into a literally bonecrushing hug.

Boomer coughed and weezed in his grip, but forced a smile anyway, "I love you too big guy" he laughed.

End Flashback:

The fist momentarily raised in the air slowly made it's way back down to it's owner's side. Boomer had closed his eyes, and feebly tried to shield himself with his arms as the fist went up.

And he remained like that as Tank turned around and took a few steps back over to the window. Boomer was still awaiting the final blow before a dark, tired voice suprised him, "Leave" it stated and Boomer slowly opened his eyes and looked over to the beast.

As Boomer painfully rose to his feet, he mustered up all of his courage and took a step towards his friend, "Leave...NOW!" Tank yelled, never turning to face his friend.

Boomer gave a defeated sigh, and began to shuffle his way out the broken doorway. However just as he crossed the threshold, he turned back and looked at the beast, "I love you like a brother Tank...and I always will" he muttered, voice cracking as he disappeared from the office.

Tank listened to his friend's recedding footsteps, and when he was sure he was out of earshot, he released he biggest, anguished sigh he had ever held.

Witch's crimson orbs slowly, and very painfully opened and was confused at the sight before her. It seemed to be the city skyline she had always known, however everything seemed a bit...upside down and dangling gently back and forth.

Feeling the blood rushing to her head, she finally concluded that she was dangling upside down and painfully raised her head towards her feet, only to be met with a grinned comprised of many sharpened teeth.

"Hiya" a familiar voice greeted her and Witch could feel tears brimming in her eyes as she stared at the hooded creature holding her ankles, "Hunter" she murmmered happily, "Is this heaven?"

"Hehe, you wish bitch" a weezing, and somewhat gurgled voice came from behind Hunter, and she manuvered her gaze around Hunter to see Smoker, holding onto her Hunter, with his tongue extended and grappling an extended pillar from one of the many broken floors of the hospital.

It was then she realized that they were dangling awkwardly from a giant skyscraper, with a tongue as their only lifeline, "Oh my God! What are we gonna do?" she demanded franticlly.

Smoker sighed and began to retract his tongue, "Calm down ho" he jeered and Witch growled but decided to keep her mouth shut until she was safely inside.

Green tears softly pattered onto one of the many hallways of Mercy Hospital as Boomer continued to limp further away from the Ceda office. He just lost everyone he cared about, including Tank who was now lost to selfish ambitions that Boomer still didn't understand. He needed to find a way to stop the crazed genius, but he didn't know the first thing about how to do it.

With a frustrated cry Boomer kicked the nearest thing in his path, "Ow...watch it asshole" the form mummbled face down on the floor as Boomer absentmindly walked over it, "Sorry" he muttered uncaring.

Then all at once Boomer abrutly turned around, while the form raised it's head and it was at that moment that Boomer and Bill made eye contact, "...uh...hi" Boomer muttered awkwardly as Bill stared agasp at the talking infected.

Two minutes later Bill struggled violently against his bonds, and yelled into his cloth gag as Boomer attempted to ignore his own pain and carry the beat up Nam veteran over his shoulder.

Entering the elevator, Boomer decended down to the first floor, and as the doors opened he began to get sick of the muffled shouts "Shut up pops, your the only other person that can help me stop Charles Esterfield...now that all my friends are-"

"Boomer?" Boomer eyes widened as he looked down the hallway and saw all three of the very alive special infected giving him curious looks, "Who the hell are you carrying?" Smoker finished asking.

Boomer abruptly dropped Bill to the floor with a muffled yell, and raced over to his friends, bringing them all into a very painful hug due to the injuries, "Oh guys, ow, I thought you were dead, ow."

Hunter winced, "We uh, ow, mi-missed you too." Smoker coughed up some signature green smoke, "Yeah, so do you mind getting off of us, ow. It fucking hurts."

Inside the CEDA office, Tank chuckled evily as he stared into a microscope containing a very calm looking bacteria, "Yes...my calculations were correct. CEDA was at the very end stages of creating a serum capable of manipulating all of the common infected."

Then the abomination carefully picked up a syringe and extracted a small portion of decrepit blood from it's body. He then manuveried it over the bacteria, "It seems they were only missing one key component. One they tried to get out of my jaw with no avail"

Giving his most diaobolical grin he released a single drop, and the bacteria began to violently convulse, "Special Infected blood."

Hunter, Witch, Boomer, and Smoker exited the hospital, tired and with a sense of failure. They still possessed Bill who was painfully being dragged on the ground by Hunter as he looked over to his friends, "Ok guys, we may be injured, but we are all alive and are in possession of one of the survivors. So whats the plan now?"

Witch sighed as she looked at her broken claws, "I'm not gonna be that much use to anybody like this" she moaned and Smoker chuckled, "Eh, you weren't much more then Hunter's tramp anyway" he laughed.

Witch growled and stomped over to him, her face red with embarrassment, "Look you bastard, say another word and I won't need claws when I stick my foot up your a-"

"ATTENTION MY INFECTED BROTHERS!" an incredibly loud voice echoed seemingly from everywhere. Looking up the group tried to gaze up to the top of Mercy Hospital but to no avail.

Expecially now that the clouds from the night before returned, bringing with them a steady torrent of rain, as thunder and lightening echoed from the background.

Suprisingly the group noticed a few of the mindless common infected hault their aimless trudges and glance up momentarily towards the voice.

"FOR TOO LONG YOUR LIVES HAVE BEEN POINTLESS AND HOLLOW, AWAITING DEATH'S SWEET EMBRACE INSTEAD OF HARNESSING YOUR POTENTIAL IMMORTALITY!" Hunter and Witch exchanged worried glances, "What is he doing?" she asked worridly and Hunter had no response.

Up on the rooftop Tank held a microphone in his hands, and several large speakers found throughout the hospital were placed at the sides of the building.

However the rooftop's greatest new asset was a large container with numerous biohazard warning labels embedded into it's surface. Tank's plan seemed perfect, from this high altitude, once the canister containing CEDA's perfected serum was released, it would spread for miles engulfing thousands of common infected.

'And they'll gaze upon me as a God' he thought with a chuckle and pulled the long rope connected to the giant canister's ignition pin.

A sharp hissing noise permeated the canister as boutfuls of the serum slipped through, but Tank got the real reaction he wanted as seconds later the canister erupted into a fireball, sending the serum correning off the sides of the skyscraper.

As Tank watched the fireball from a safe distance, the rain helped spread the chemical faster, and at ground level, Hunter, Smoker, Witch, Boomer, and Bill gazed around franticlly to the hundreds of common infected littering the streets as their eyes began to glow an unearthly yellow.

Then suddenly as if their IQs all raised one hundred points, the thousands of infected infesting the city calmly stood in attention and saluted the top of the skyscraper.

And as the special infected at ground level began to run away into the night, they couldn't escape the dark, sinister laugh that began to erupt from the gigantic skyscraper, as if coming from the heavens above, "I...AM...GOD!"

Author's Notes: Reviews are greatly appreciated, expecially since I'm worried about the more serious direction these new chapters are taking. Also I know the serum may seem a little cheap and abrupt, but I wanted Tank to have supreme power of the city, and fast, so I just decided that CEDA already had a partial sample done.