((lol, no, Alice isn't my wife. My wife's name was amber, and she died. Lol, that would be pretty messed up of my character to want to kill his wife))
Drake smiled. "Now we're talking." He felt bad for Mal. Mal felt totally responsible for the kid. Drake understood, but he needed all of Mal's attention right now. "We'll find the kid bro," he reassured Mal again. "And just think, now that the kid has run off, that gives us another ass load of bastards to kill."
OOC: Alice, Amber, It all sounds the same but now I'm confused. If "The Alice" isn't your wife than who is she? I would check but there's a sh!tload written back there and I'm assuming you know who she is.
Would it be wrong if I said that Raine came along with me and talked a bit too? I know it's against the rules but I see that sometimes people do that and I'm dieing to get out of camp and do something but I feel obligated to wait for Raine.
OCC(( BEEN Camping and couldnt get to comp))
After another day or so of walking threw the town darion finally makes it to what looks like a mackshift camp, as he stand looking for the leeder or someone with autority he notices one tent, ha enters and says "hi" to the closes person "whos in charge here??"
Drake smiled. "Now we're talking." He felt bad for Mal. Mal felt totally responsible for the kid. Drake understood, but he needed all of Mal's attention right now. "We'll find the kid bro," he reassured Mal again. "And just think, now that the kid has run off, that gives us another ass load of bastards to kill."
Malconin nodded. "We're gonna blow this fu*king place sky high. There has to be something we can use to do so in this place."
Drake patted his grenade belt. "I'm sure their is some sort of heating core. If not, this place has to be explosive. I mean, its a freaking labratory. How many movies have you seen that have a lab in them that didn't blow sky high?" Drake ran through possible places for a heating core. "In a building this size, I would say the best area to blow this place from would be in a basement or something. But hey, you've been here before, not me."
She came out of the tent carrying a misshaped bag that seemed fairly heavy. 'I see you packed a few things', Paul said smiling, looking at her bag. 'You said to get a weapon and get ready so I did', she said smiling.
'Before we go a few things...well for one this is not a picnic, we're risking our lives and could passably die and the other thing, your name?'
'You can die walking your dog, I'm not gona stop walking my dog because of that' she laughed 'and I told you my name, you weren't listening, Raine'
'Sorry about that but that' he took a deep breath to calm his anger towards Sam, 'that man, who I was talking to before in the tent kinda caught my full attention.'
'Don't worry about it' she said happily, 'So are we going?'
Paul was once again amassed at her attitude towards this whole ordeal, he laughed, 'You know how to use a gun? we could be needing to shoot a thing or two on the way to the Hive.'
'I've seen people shooting before but I never shot anything myself'
Paul turned off the engine and got off the bike, 'Ok lets do this quick'. Paul gave her a quick course on how to handle a pistol, a submachinegun and throw a grenade (without actually throwing one), she handled them surprisingly well. The whole lesson took only about 20 minutes and she was a pro as far as he was concerned.
'Ok now i'm gona be driving and I need both hands on the wheel so if you see anything shoot it unless I say otherwise, ok?.' Paul instructed.
'Piece a' cake she said loading her gun'
'So we're off', Paul got on the bike and made room for Raine, It was a bit uncomfortable with both bags but after a minute or so they managed to get seated. Paul started the engine, it choked a couple times before coming back to life with a high rrrrrr.
Paul knew the way to the Hive and had been instructed no to come near the facility unless instructed to do so but he didn't really feel like obeying orders at this particular moment. As they drove by the last of the tents Sam came running from some wear to their right. 'How many more people have to die!?' he yelled out to them.
'One to many if you don't get out of my way!', Paul said sharply as he slowed to a stop.
I'm not letting you take the girl, if you want to throw away your own life that's one thing but don't involve other peop-', he was cut off by Raine, 'I'm not asking you if I can go or not, now get out of the way!', she pointed her gun at him smiling at paul who looked back at her. Paul pulled back the gas and Sam was forced to jump out of the way as they sped by. 'Nice one!', he yelled to rain over the loud noise of the engine and wind. The sky was turning morning blue and Paul could see fairly well ahead of him so he drove fast into the city, the faster he got there the less he would be threatened by astray zombies in the city.
'What's the Hive?', Rain yelled.
It's Umbrellas top secret science facility, there they suposabely (<--no idea how you spell that word) develop ways to improve human life. So far this is how they've done' Paul gestures to the city around them that was in ruins and stained with bodies and rubble.
'I think they may have gone wrong some wear, she joked as she looked at the building that were speeding by. 'What is the hive like?'
'I don't know, I've only seen it on maps or drove by the Church that's disguising it, I've never actually been in it.'
'Oh that's reassuring!', she said sarcastically.
'Rain SHOOT!', distracted by their conversation PAul hadn't noticed the creature who was chasing after them and quickly gaining. It was like nothing paul had ever seen before, it seemed like all flesh no skin and it was massive. It seemed like it was good for one thing and one thing only...Killing.
Rain didn't hesitate an instant and started emptying her gun on the creature, her aim wasn't bad, she hit two thirds of the bullets but the creature barley flinched and seemed to be gaining even faster. 'Shoot it's head!', Paul yelled.
'I'm trying!', She was handling herself well considering the circumstances but it would be hard for even Paul to get a head-shot with the way Paul was driving to try and get away from the dam creature.
'OH Fvck it!', she stuffed the gun in her pocket and took out a grenade, she struggled with the pin (those buggers are hard to get out) for a moment, she finally got it out and she threw the grenade. At the speed they were going they and the chaser passed the grenade long before it exploded and now the creature was only thirty feet away. Paul's whole mind was set on the street but he still saw the creature in the mirror.
'Wait three seconds before you throw the grenade!' he yelled to Rain who was struggling with another grenade.
'Are you crazy, it'll blow up by then!', her upper body was turned backwards facing the creature and she could smell the stench of decay coming from it.
'It has a five second delay!', Paul yelled with his eyes still on the road.
'Ok here goes nothing..' she let go of the clip that immediately sprang out, one..two..she aimed and *Boom*. The debris wave that followed caused Paul to loose control of the bike causing it to skid on it's side while they rolled behind it. They finally came to a halt and Paul looked back at the scattered pieces of whatever that thing was lying all over the place.
'Are you ok?' he called to Rain who was a few feet next to him.
'I'll live', she said whipping her bloody elbow on her pants leg.
'I gotta hand it to you, that was one hell of a kill!', Paul said smiling as he sat up. He was fine except for a scrape all along his leg but his pants had taken the worst of the scrape. Amazingly their bags were intact and Paul's was still on his back. His jacket was a bit torn but it was well made and it withstood for the most. Rain was also fine except for a scraped elbow and a shoulder that looked like it got some banging. RAin got up and swayed for a second in her spot then bent down to pick up her bag.
'How's the bike?' she asked.
Paul thought it funny that that was all she had to say after what just happened. He looked over to the bike, it seemed like the bike took the worse of the beating but cleared a path for them.
'It looks like we're gona have to walk from here, if you wana go back I can tell you the way, you've helped more than enough, you save our asses back there.'
'Are you sick!? Me go back there by myself with those fvcks behind us?! Sorry you're stuck with me.'she grinned as she brushed herself off.
Paul got up, 'I wouldn't say stuck, I think I'll be glad for the company not before long. So far you've helped me more that I helped you.'
'So I have', she looked back at the remains of the creature. 'What was that?'
'Your guess is as good as mine but I'm guessing that's another one on Umbrellas Ideas of improving our lives. You ready to keep going, we're not far?'
'Ready as I'll ever be', she said adjusting her bag on her back. 'Point in a direction.'
'After me', Paul said and started walking with Raine close behind.
OOC: sorry again, hopefull that'll be the last long post for now. I just had to get into the mood.
Oh and Raine I'm sorry if I did somthing you don't aproove of 🙁
Malconin nodded. "When you want to blow shit up from the inside out, you always start from the bottom up...hell, take out one floor below this dump and the whole lot'll crumbled like a fu*king card tower." He readied his shotgun. "I doubt it'll be that easy though, brother." The word lept easily from Malconin's lips before he could stop it.
Drake let out a whoop from his SEAL days and listened to it echo through the halls. "Well, if that doesn't get the sh!t load to us, I don't know what will." Drake loaded all of his weapons, and finally cocked his shotgun. "Well, lets get this block party started," he said, with a fire burning in his eyes. The same fire you could see in every soldier when they went into that ass kicking mode.
Malconin smiled. He could see that Drake was ready to stare death in the face and yell Fu*k You! The attitude was catching and Malconin could feel the fire flare through his own body.
They made their way back the way they had come; down the stairs, carefully across the bloodied floor, and past the hatch they had entered through. A shadow moved at the end of the passage way and Malconin's grip tightened on the shot gun as he fired. The shell hit the wall and the scatter barely left a mark. This place is going to be difficult to blow, Malconin thought vaguely. Before he brought his attention to the task at hand.
He cocked a shell into the chamber and let Drake take the lead, wanting to alternate the gunfire. He liked the man, but he didn't relish the thought of running out of ammo first.
OOC: ITs fine Acrypt, if I'm not on feel free to post without me. I'm not on all that much. YOu did good thought 👆
Raine reached behind her back and pulled out a two knives from her bag of weapons. She noticed Paul looking at her with two knives in one hand and a pistol in the other. "THe stench has gotten worse. I think something is nearby."
They continued walking until they rounded a corner. A large pile of human corpses lay being eaten by a group of at least twenty zombies. One saw them and immediately the whole pack responded to the new meat. Raine twisted her gun sideways and shot a bullet into one's head, killing it instantly. The one that orignally saw them was about ten feet from the others. Raine threw one of the knives into its chest. It fell to the ground, however it wasn't dead. Raine ran forward picking her knife from the zombie and shooting it in the head. Another zombie was upon her; she bent down, swept its legs out from under it and stabbed it through the head all in a swift movement. Raine let the zombie fall before standing and backflipping to the side of Paul. She let five bullets fly in a purly random assualt; two zombies falling.
After hearing that some of the others had been sent out on the hive mission darion decided to do allittle recon back into the area they had first seen him. As he loaded his ammo belt with some rounds left on the table and fillled his 2 clips for the p-90 and adjusted the radio for all frequencies near or around the radio array. He recognised the radio blip a few miles away and it was Arc. He then hit the button."Hay Arc can you hear my.." he waited no response maybe the radio was broke, but atleast he knew the direction they went so he went back to the building he was origonly hold up in and found the Sport bike he had stashed there, "well i didnt think i'd be back for you." As he started the bike he heard a faint thumping. He reved the engine and busted threw the garage door crushing one of the damn zobie plaguing this poor city."Well Arc here I come" "Hope your still in one peice....."
As they inched their way along the corridor towards the corner the shadow had fled around, Drake asked, "What the hell is that thing?"
Malconin frowned, trying to think of the name. A couple popped into his mind. "Lickers," he replied. "Or Wallcrawlers perhaps, I can't remember which is correct. In any event, they are fast as hell and, as their name suggests, they can run along the bloody walls."
Drake smiled, "It's going to be a real party then."
As Darion raced down street after street he begun feeling allitle uneasy as if he knew he wasnt in a safe zone anymore, he remembered that the radio blip was some where near the center of the city, so pushing the bike harder he flies down the street wondering where those damn beasts are that he hadnt seen since the arival at camp.
Comeing to a Y at the rode he took the right and found himself amidst a car jam of none other left by their previec owner, and as he stop he noticed some movement on the other side of this car crash that left so many stuck for the virus, as he looked closer it was raine and Arc, he Popped the bike up on one car and drove off the rear end to come to a dicision left or drop his bike, he took the left and as he came back around he noticed that raine had allready disposed of these zombies left bye the crash. He pulles up next to them and drops the kickstand.
walking over to Raine he askes "Is arc ok i noticed he looked rather amazed bye the fact you can handle yourself.." "The name's Darion Whats your??" he asked not really knowing if it would make a difference.