Topic: Quarantine (RPG)

"Was there any food in it, like meat i mean, not bread or anything." Frank asked

"Um...I dont think so."

"Then it should be fine, I think we can make it, its just a block, and if we drive, were less likely to be shot by the army. We should leave as soon as every one is ready. I dont want many more of them to show up" Frank said looking at the zombies.

Krista nodded, "Okay let's get this over and done with."

She checked the glock to make sure it was fully loaded, although she felt less than adept at doing so.

"I'm parked a block away from work. There's a small car park with a kids slippery-dip in a picnic area beside it. Do you know the one I'm talking about?" Krista asked.

"Im not from around here." He pointed at the glock. "You got a round in the chamber?"

"I'm not sure," Krista replied then pulled a handful of bullets from her pocket. "Do I load it manually? I'm not too savvy with guns."

"Here, let me see." Krista handed Frank the gun, and he checked to see if a round was in the chamber, there wasnt. He racked the gun, and checked the safety. then handed it back. "If you want to shoot, make sure the saftys off. Im assuming you have extra clips?"

Krista nodded, "I grabbed all the extras I could find when Alicia came in... before she died."

Frank patted her on the shoulder. "Good we're going to need all the ammo we can get."

Krista let out a sigh, "Okay which is the best exit out of here?"

"Well its closest to your car if we go out there, I think, but thats where all of the zombies are. We can out run them if we walk fast i think. When you reload, make sure to pull the slide back." Frank grabbed a titanium crowbar from a shelf.

"Okay then, let's get this over with." Krista said as she bounced on the spot trying to pump herself up to run.

Calvin had been remarkably quiet but it seemed that he wanted out too. He'd found an iron bar at some stage.

"Jesus, what the hell am I doing here?" Frank muttered "Ok, lets go." Frank kicked the door outward, and knoked a small path through the zombies, they were out, and the sprinted through the zombies, who grabbed at frank, and sucseeded in getting his jacket.

Krista kicked out at the zombie that lashed out at Frank. It groaned and fell backwards. Calvin smashed a few that grew close and the group made a run for it. Krista tried not to gag as the stench of rotting flesh touched her nose. She had to lead the others to her car since they didn't know the area.

They turned down a dark road, smashed cars were smoldering against building walls and Krista hoped that her car had not suffered the same fate. She went to turn the next corner when she heard the tell-tale groan of a zombie.

Frank grabbed her shirt sleeve and pointed up a fire escape ladder on a nearby building. She nodded and the group started to climb. When they reached the top, they were able to see just how many zombies were about and it wasn't looking good.

"Can you see your car from here?" Frank asked. He picked up a brick that was on the fire escape and threw it at a zombie beneath them. "If we can get to it, we can just run them over."

Krista blinked, looked below and saw her yellow Camry, "It's over their, the yellow one you can't really miss."

"Looks a bit battered," Calvin said as he observed it.

"I bought it looking that shabby. Couldn't afford anything else. Besides I know it'll never get stolen." Krista told.

"That's true," Calvin said and tried to ignore the dirty look he got.

Krista looked below and saw an opening in the ambling mob of zombies. "We can climb down the other fire escape and get to the car that way."

Frank nodded, "Sounds good."

The group edged their way down the second fire escape and were glad that the zombies were distracted with the fire escape they'd originally used. Krista took the lead and held her keys tightly in her left hand while the glock was held steady in her right.

They were almost to the car when one of the zombies turned in their direction and moaned hungrily. "Damn it, they've sensed us." Krista said as she slid the key into the driver's door. The central locking allowed the four doors to open the survivors got into the car and locked the doors. Krista started the car and immediately threw it into reverse, slamming a couple of zombies in the process.

Calvin went to his jeep.
He got in. "Com'on, baby,"siad Calvin. The jeep cranked up.
Zombies herd it. Calvin threw the jeep in reverse and followed the girl.

[Stage 4 ZOMBIES CAN MOVE AT A FAST JOG/SLOW RUN]

Frank sat in the passanger seat, the pistol in his hand, looking out the window. He saw a person, far down one of the streets, fighting off a small group of zombies. The person was hurt badly, and he soon fell to the group. Not group. Frank throught. Swarm
"How much farther do you think it is?" Krista asked

"It should be right around this corne-" As they rounded the corner, they saw a collapsed wall of sandbags, a burning APC and hundreds of bodies. Frank got out of the car. He walked up to the baracade, staring blankly. He heard a snarl form the ditch, and a zombie actually ran at him, and tackled him. The glock skidded off, out of reach, his hands flew up, holding the things head back.

"Fort is Special Forces, sent here to help contain the situation. I am outside law enforcement. I protect this city from scum in ways that the police cannot. And I will protect what's left, no matter the circumstances. You are with us or against us. No middle ground. Stand down... or fall down." Jon was getting impatient, and his trigger figger was getting itchy.

"Just a sec Jon. Yes if you couldn't tell from when I yelled it out earlier, I am Sargeant Daniel Fortesque of the Marine Special Forces Corps. Jon here is...a vigilante...helping me out. Who did you come with? Who sent you here? I came with one of the only 2 detachments that were sent here and I am the sole survivor. Don't tell me they sent more..."

Somehow, Frank knew this was it, he didnt know how but he knew.  Still, he held the zombies head back and reached for the gun. The zombies breath stank of rot, and with every moment, its teeth drew nearer to his throat.

Krista leaned out the car window and aimed the glock. She wasn't confident but she had to try and save Frank. She pulled the trigger and closed her eyes for a second. When she opened them she saw that she'd cleanly shot the zombie through the head. She had no idea how she'd managed it but decided that luck was on their side for once. "Come on, we'll look for another way."

Frank nodded looking a little shaken as he pushed the zombie's body away so he could get up.

"With all do respect, we were here before you. They sent in 2 platoons after the local Police called in the Military for support. I was leading 2 sqads of men when our Blackhawk was shot down and we all nearly died in the crash. Myself and Renfro managed to get out with a few men and salvage rations, weapons, and supplies before the whole thing got blown to kindom come. After that, we made our way up here, as you can see. The other few men had sucumbed to the disease and they killed themselves in fear of what might happen...I actually have been waiting for radio contact from the Special Forces Detachment that was sent in, namingly you Daniel Fortesque." Castle turned to Jon.
"As for you trigger happy civilian, don't you ever try to intimidate me again. If you do, you might as well kiss your ass goodbye, because I don't put up with bullshit. Also, if anyone is going to stand down, it will be you! So don't even try to be smart with me."

"With all do respect I am the commanding officer here as Master Sergeant, so as far as im concerned you answer to me now. I dont care what god damned creatures are popping out of the walls, you will address me as sir and we will keep proper protocol in the face of any danger. Also, although my buddy here is a vigilante you will address EACH OTHER with respect. You, Castle, will respect that he helped me get here and Jon respect that Castle is an officer in the Marine Corps. Now... you said you were shot down Castle. So was I. Do you remember what exactly shot you down? (refer to my earlier posts to see what shot me and the other blackhawk after me down)

Frank saw a M16 lying about five feet away. He got up and went to get it. It was empty. He looked over at the bodies, and walked over, undid a soldiers belt found it had a few clips and two greandes. He got clips from the rest of the bodies. All of the dead soldiers had wounds to their heads. some had bites on their arms. He cliped the belt, and found there was a holster on it. He secured that aswell, and grabbed a pistol and four clips. He looked at the soldiers he had taken the ammo from. "Sorry."  He went back to the car.

Krista was very happy to see that Frank had acquired himself an M16, sure it was from the dead but they weren't going to miss it. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, but I could do without close encounters like that," Frank told as he examined the gun.

"I don't think there's anyone who'd disagree with that." Krista was backing up the car and looking for another exit.

"I was thinking of trying to get on the freeway, it's less likely to be blocked." Krista said.

Frank shrugged, "It might actually be worse."

"How so?" Krista asked.

"You think how many people use the freeway." Frank pointed out.

"Ah, good point." Krista said wondering where to go next. If only there were some soldiers to come to their rescue.

"I can't believe you're pulling rank on me. This guy nearly nearly guns me down and you're taking his side..."
"Well, anyway all I saw was a gas-masked figure wearing black with a shoulder-fired stinger missile."

"Besides, there might be, well." Frank trailed off.

"What."

"Zombies, that got bitten on the way out, but died in the car, and....reanimated." Frank looked over, at the overturned APC. "Are there any other ways out of here?"

"Yea i saw the same thing. We've gotta watch out for him. For now lets continue up this building. Jon do you know what ere looking for?"

"Looking for Rand, or whoever's in charge. Chances at top of building. Suggest we proceed onward and upward."

They began to drive in the oposite dirction, Frank taking a few pictures now and then.

"Why are you doing that?" Krista asked, swerving slightly to avoid a wrecked van.

"I think people should know what happened. And I can probably make vast amounts of money from this." Frank saw two zombies walking past each other. One saw the car, and ran twoards it, but hit the other, and fell. Frank took a couple pictures of this. He put down his camera, and covered the lens. "Look, I'm realy sorry about your freind."

Krista shrugged, but she felt now was not the best time to grieve her friend. "I hope she's in a better place now."

Frank nodded, seeming to understand the need to focus on the events at hand.

Krista didn't say what she was thinking. They'd be lucky to make it out alive and Frank would be even more fortunate to have people believe that his photos were real. In this day and age of photoshop people tended to be critical of what they saw. "So who will you see the photos to?" She asked to break the silence that had fallen upon them.

"If i'm lucky some one else will be able escape, and tell their story, confirm my pictures."
Frank took some more pictures, but eventually, got tired of snapping pictures of lone zombies wandering the streets. He began to inspect the pistol he had taken, first clearing it.

Krista notice a gap in the road block ahead. "Look, there's a space I think I can get through there."

Frank grinned, "Good we might be able to get out of town."

As Krista's Camry got closer a large bulking figure stepped into the space and raise a rocket launcher.

"Crap!" Krista cried as she frantically turned the wheel of the car to evade the mysterious thing.

The figure shot, missing, and hiting a car, and filling the air with deadly shrapnel. The car hit a smashed van, and fliped, landing on its side. Frank kicked out the window, and helped Krista out.
He sat down on an overturned newspaper dispenser.

(i dont know who bad anyone should be hurt)

((The figure is the one previously mentioned - I think he's a "Nemesis" kind of character))

Krista staggered out of the car, her temple cut and bleeding. Other than that she was relatively fine, although her left shoulder hurt. "We should run."

Frank shook his head, "This is too good an opportunity." He raised the camera and took a photo, however he forgot the flash was on.

The mysterious figure had reloaded it's weapon and raised it again. At that moment Calvin came speeding to their rescue, throwing open the passenger door. Both Krista and Frank scrambled to get in, clutching the vehicle as Calvin floored it to escape.

They were moving in exactly the opposite direction, the figure following. They were losing him, but he was fast, it wasnt natural. Frank grabbed a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it at the thing. "Down!" He yelled ducking beneath the frame of the car. He was pretty banged up already, he didnt need any holes in him to add to it.

Castle stood looking out the window to the ground to see the hideous mindless creatures wandering around the city blocks. Then there was something more interesting, a yellow car driving at high speed dodging and running over the zombies. Ed adjusted the yardage on his scope to that of the car. Then, there he was. The man in black. It was too late for the yellow car, however. Ed watched as the explosion flipped the small car through the air and smashed against a nearby SUV. Missle-Man began to reload, and Ed seized the opportunity.

"...Guys! There he is!" Ed instinctively kicked out the glass, dropped to the floor, put the rocket-toteing figure in the crosshairs of his .50 BMG, and unloaded all ten rounds on him in a matter of seconds.

Only 4 of the 10 shots hit the figure. However, this threw his aim off and he missed with the second shot badly, giving the people below precious time to escape.

"Did you see that? That made me feel like I was playin' Halo 3..." Castle said with a smile.

The giant trenchcoated figure looked up at the section of broken glass where the team stood. Fort looked back at him. They had an understanding. One of them was going to die, or both. The creature leveled his missle launcher and aimed for their position.

"Oh crap...TAKE COVER!" Fort yelled to the others. They ran towards the oppsite side of the room and Fort heard the SHHHHH_CLICK_FOOOM of the missle launcher and the whistle of it going through the air. The creatures aim was astounding, it must have some cyborg elements build into its brain and eyes. The missles hit the exact spot they were standing and shook the building. There was glass and shrapnel flying throught the air and the smoke and dust filled the room. The shell shock disorientated Fort for a few moments and he couldn't hear much, much less see anything. When his vision returned he saw that they were hiding behind a large front desk of the skylobby.

Krista realised that someone was helping them. The creature turned to fire on someone else. "There's others helping us!" She said with delight.

"For now, let's hope they don't get creamed." Frank replied as he kept aim at the thing.

Krista turned to Calvin, "Can we get around the back of the building and meet up with those people?"

Calvin shrugged, "I guess so. Provided they aren't dead when we get there."

"Just drive!" Frank yelled, taking a quick picture. The M16 was close, and he lifted it now, ready to fire if the thing turned twoard him before. A group of zombies charged the thing, and it killed them, quickly and efficently.

"Did you see that?" Krista asked, seemingly amazed.

"Yeah, all the more reason to get away from that thing"

They rounded the corner, and came to the door or the skyscraper.

Fort made his way back to the destroyed part of the room and looked down. There was another car this time, but they evaded the "Nemisis" thing since it was busy killing other zombies. They made it to the back door (lets just say it was the back door because technically the front one is guarded by the hostiles me and Jon are trying to take out.)

"I think its the others, from before. The ones that we were with before we came here Jon. I think we should fetch them really quick. We can't leave them down there." Fort said to the others.

Krista was the first one out of the car while Frank covered her. She knocked loudly on the door, "Please let us in!" She shouted.

Nothing happened for a moment. Krista pressed her ear to the door and could hear movement inside. She took a step back. "Is it coming?" Krista asked Calvin who was still behind the wheel.

"Not sure, but if we can't go inside I'd like to get out of here." He replied.

Zombies apparently heard somthing, because they started to show up. Frank had the gun on single shot, and hit them in the head, usualy on the first try. He had hunted before, and he was a pretty good shot. The zombies were getting faster, they were geting closer. Frank hoped the inhabitants got down fast.

Krista knocked at the door more frantically. Nothing still, she got the glock ready and waited a moment longer. She sincerely hoped that they didn't have to drive off.

Fort was exiting the elevator and he saw a few hostiles at the door he and Jon came in threw. He came down alone, the others did not deem the ones left behind worthy of risking their necks for. Disgusting. He stealthily ran for cover and took the 2 hostiles down. There was somone still knocking on the door. He walked up, unlocked it and opened it...

Krista let out a sigh of relief, "I didn't think you were going to let us in!"

"Who are you?" The man asked.

"I'm Krista. I was working. Oh I don't have time for this, can we come in?" she asked growing more panicky the longer it took to get inside.

Frank looked back, still shooting at aproaching zombies. "Let us in damnit!"

Fort pulled in the woman and wave in the man.

"this isn't exactly a safe haven to tell you the truth. There are some hostiles in here and i'm trying to get rid of. But I guess you can take along. Its better than being out there...Sargeant Daniel Fortesque of the Marine Corps Special Forces." Fort said to the newcomers. extending his free hand, the other held his machinegun.

"Oh thank goodness, military men! Are we going to be evacuated?" Krista asked as the guys piled in, slamming the door behind them.

Frank took a picture of the soldier, then turned and took a picture of the zombies outside.

Fort noiced his gun "Whered you get that?"

"A blockade, it was overrun or somthing. I dont think the soldiers would be missing it."

"Well until it gets nasty in here, stick to shooting pictures not guns will ya? I'm not sure about a civilian with an M16... But you can use it, just dont shoot yourself or anyone still really alive. Ok we gotta rejoin the team upstairs." Fort said. He led them to the elevator and they piled in.

Krista noticed that the Sargent didn't say anything about evacuation and that concerned her. "So how many soldiers are here?"

Fort looked at the woman...of all the questions to ask...jeez.

"Well, including me, and counting only the non-zombie ones...............3."