Earth-Last Stand

Derek breathed deep, grabbed Eric's arm and pulled him towards one of the military parking areas. "I have my Dad's keys so we can take one of the humvees." He found a humvee that was unlocked and got inside and waited till Eric was inside before starting it up. A radio transmission filled the air.

"To any and all survivors of the massacre report immediately to the Kenedy military air installation! There will be a shuttle ready to take any survivors up to the space station while the city is 'Disinfected'."

Eric felt the tug of Derek. He walked over to the car and hopped in while the radio blasted. "Dang man this is the most crazy day of my life. What is going on. Those things...What the hell are they?" He leaned back into the car chair and started up his cell phone. " Huh? My cells dead"

BACK TO THE INFECTION-FREE ZONE

Damien got off the car and smiled looking at the big dent "sorry but youll be thanking me in a minute" he then got beside him "something bigs about to happen and i ....might need help"

Originally posted by Menetnashté
"I don't think we should sit around discussing what the hell these things are, not when they're trying to kill us. We need to move, there are too many to fight. We'll die if we wait around here!" Silverin yelled out, over the screams of dying marines. "Follow me, with haste. We've gotta get out of this hell hole." Silverin said. He pulled out his M9 handgun and held it close, as he and Aubrey made their way to the entrance. Several of the infected stood in their way though. Silverin haulted firing at them as they came, one fell quickly but the rest seemed as though they could take a few more rounds. So Silverin did things the quicker way, and charged at them, knocking one of them to the floor, and knocking the other into a wall, giving him and Aubrey a direct path to the entrance which lay directly in front of them.

Aubrey followed Silver's lead outside of the facility, and then turned around, blasting the oncoming infected with more bullets. When that didn't work, he used his Winchester SX3, and it took out much theinfected, but more still poured through. They were trying to escape, and somehow the smaller things were controlling the near-human ones.
Aubrey looked around. He and Silver needed an escape route, quick. Then it flashed through Aubrey's head.

"Silver! To the bar, quick!" The bar was nice and secluded, and it would provide much needed cover, plus a few drinks. Without waiting for Silver's approval, Aubrey darted off towards the alley that held the bar, which was a good mile away.

(Watch th vid. It's crazy o.O And I had a much longer post then this, but my stupid computer ate it D=)

Originally posted by K O T O R
Aubrey followed Silver's lead outside of the facility, and then turned around, blasting the oncoming infected with more bullets. When that didn't work, he used his Winchester SX3, and it took out much theinfected, but more still poured through. They were trying to escape, and somehow the smaller things were controlling the near-human ones.
Aubrey looked around. He and Silver needed an escape route, quick. Then it flashed through Aubrey's head.

"Silver! To the bar, quick!" The bar was nice and secluded, and it would provide much needed cover, plus a few drinks. Without waiting for Silver's approval, Aubrey darted off towards the alley that held the bar, which was a good mile away.

(Watch th vid. It's crazy o.O And I had a much longer post then this, but my stupid computer ate it D=)

Elena sat in her favorite little bar in the slums of the downtown metropolis, the dim lighting setting a sort of atmosphere to the place as she decided to down her shot of vodka and head out into the streets to walk home. As she stepped out into the open part of the city, she noticed two men standing by a slightly damaged car, one carrying a sword on his back, the other looking a bit too cocky for his own good. She wasn't sure why, but she felt drawn to introduce herself and see if they were having any car trouble. As she neared, they continued talking, and she caught a laugh, stepping up behind them. "Car trouble, boys? Anything I can do to help?"

Dante stopped speaking to Damien for the moment and turned to see who the newcomer was, even though he was sure she couldn't help. Much to his amazement... "Do I... know you?"

Elena giggled a bit, never having been good at holding her alcohol. "Nope, I don't think so... But I'm sure it's possible. I'm awful with faces." She extended a hand to the two of them. "Elena Edinboro, Defense Attorney by day, drunken idiot by night." She laughed a bit at the end of her introduction, thinking herself clever. "Just kidding about the drunken idiot part, though."

Dante nodded, taking her hand in his own to shake it. "Dante. I run a P.I. service downtown. I think one of my ex-clients recommended I get a good lawyer soon... I remember seeing your name in the classifieds under Defense Attorney and researching some of your cases... You're pretty good..."

Elena smiled, nodding. "Thanks. I've heard of you... The wealthy boy genius who became a P.I. to distance himself from his family?" She smiled as he nodded. "I'd be glad to represent you should you need it." She handed him a card and walked away. "Call me sometime, Dante!" She waved to the other guy. "Nice to see ya, guy..."

Derek noticed more infected were popping up around the city at an increased rate. "We're not going to make it to the launch pad at this rate. While he was trying to find a signal on his radio, a communication system that ran through all of the city blared. "Everyone move to the Launch Pad on the North Eastern side of town as soon as possible. The parasites have taken almost all of the city except for the slums and the military installation. Once the military instalation falls will we launch the shuttle regardless of who is left behind." Derek floored the humvee and started to pay less attention to saftey and was just trying to get a ride out of the hell hole.

Damien chuckled "out of your league"

Thomas and his small gang were right outside the bank. Greg was waiting in the getaway hovercar. Thomas held three fingers up...two...one.
They busted in the door swarming through. Thomas held his pistol to the tellers head and said "You know the drill" The teller gasped and bent down grabbing some things. He came back up sweating with a boatload of money. Thomas stuffed it in to his bag, then looked at the man's face. Thomas saw true fear. How had they gotten this way. Going from average, if not exceptional students to low-life thugs. NO! that kind of thinking would get him killed. Besides he needed the money. He couldn't look at the tellers face though. He turned and said "Let's go!"
Suddenly, the glass roof was broken and one of the hybrid zombie things landed right behind the teller and pounced on him. More zombies followed it. Thomas was stunned. One of them growled at him. It approached and it's tentacled mouth slithered inches before his face, then there was a gunshot and it's head burst open. He looked behind him and saw one of his gangmembers beaming. They all took positions and started killing the beasts. When they were done, Thomas went back home.

((Just as a reminder we can't consider zombies because of the intelligence they still hold and thanks for being the first person to listen to the head-shot thing haha))

Derek stopped infront of the gate of the military installation just as a .50 Calibur machine gun opened fire on an advancing troop of the infected humans. A loud roar broke out and a nine foot "evolution" walked out amd flipped a humvee onto it's side. It then proceeded to smash the side of the car killing the marines inside. The .50 Cal. opened fire on it and when the belt ran out the monster was on it's back but to everyones dismay it rose back up and continued it's rampage.

Thomas was bored, he decided to call his friends and see if they wanted to go to the bar. They all agreed and He picked them up in his H67 (Microscopic hummer) They arrived at the bar only to see a swarm of more of those infected Zombie things. Thomas took out a gun and got out of the car. "No, you might take the bank but you ain't takin the bar. Not with the 64th street thugs still around. One of the Zombies turned and roared at him then coughed up blood on his shoes. "Mother..." the rest of the curse was drowned out by gunfire from his entire gang. They had every thing, nano uzis, colt .46, everything. They killed 'em. All of them. "I think I need a drink," Thomas said and they all groaned and put their guns away. Walked inside. There were two people there. "You wouldn't be the new bartenders would you?" He asked.

Eric stared at the creature in dismay. How could such a thing even exist and why are they attacking now. A thousand and one thought came flowing through his head but all of them were over lapped by the one strong thing he knew. Eric upholstered his weapon. " Derek we have to go help them, we cant have any more casualties man." He his with clear disdain in his tone. " if we don't do something they could die, that thing doesn't look like its going down any time soon." He stood there quietly waiting for Derek to respond to his thought.

((Also if an infection form takes over a living host it gains all memory))

Derek got on top of the humvee and unlocked the .50 Cal. AP. Assault Machine Gun. "Then let's help.." He opened fire on the evolution and watched as it walked towards him not even being affected by the bullets. A transmissions started to come in from the space station. <Those big things are starting to pop up all over the city! In the last hour we've counted up to about eighteen.> "Damnit there is no way we can mount a defensive like this." Jumping out of the humvee he grabbed Eric and started to climb the gate but before he could make any progress, a jeep was thrown into the fence and knocked it down. Derek ran to were a marine unit was stationed and took cover in the building.

Suddenly, a big, ugly creature that looked like something straight from a nightmare walked directly through a marine building, and started heading straight towards the bar. "mind if we join you" Thomas said and they all dived under the bar trying to hide. (unrealistic I know, but how are we supposed to meet if you're in like the pentagon, or something.)

Derek looked over at Eric. "I need you to stay here and provide me cover fire." He handed Eric the assault rifle and heaved the large .50 Calibur onto his back and tried to run but could only muster a slow walk. His plan was to make it to the adjacent building and and open fire on the creature from behind. He could only hope it was the creatures weak spot. As he entered a back alley he saw half eaten corpses that had taken too much damage to help the parasite so they were being used as food. The smell was overwhelming and Derek was forced to find another way up.

Eric loyally nodded at Derek. "no problem man. just make it there in one piece." He took the rifle in hand and started firing at the beast as Derek walked.

Thomas stood, "Hey you protect these guys. I'm adding that thing to the head count," Thomas said packing two Uzis.
He walked out of the bar, and saw a man sporting a huge gun on his back. "You seem to have things under control here" Thomas said smirking, but I think I'll help." He took out his guns and opened fire on the beast. The bullets weren't doing much of anything.

Derek made it behind the creature and opened fire on it from as close as he could. He was speachless when the smoke cleared the and the creature just kept advancing. Just as he was about to give up hope an apache helicopter flew over the building and let out six archer missles into it's torso. The creature was laying on his back and Derek was about to freak out but he noticed that it's chest was cracked and he could see blood oozing out. Before he could even react the creature got back up and threw a car into the chopper bringing it down.

"Christ, what the hell are these things" Thomas yelled to Derek through the explosion.

"I know about as much as you! Shoot at it's chest!" Derek opened fire to make it turn around to face him long enough so that the others could reload and get a plan ready.