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The Body Beautiful
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Shalimar still stood at the door.Just before the thought of kicking it in she notices that the windows were boarded from the inside.hoping someone alive was still in there she aimed her gun an took an shoot at the window. The sound of the breaking glass seemed to echo around the city.In truth it only could reach an area of about 20feet
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((OOC:I thought stuff had already gone down....now watch my amazing skills at using an intro that could have been pointless, and it still helps my characters intro.....and i'll only use three words))
( two days later :P )
Drake walked down the silent streets of Racoon City, his shotgun proped on his shoulder, his Desert Eagle in his shoulder holster, his new 9mm's on his thighs, two belts of shotgun ammo strapped acrossed his chest, and a small duffel bag on his back with more pistol ammo.
As Drake walked down the streets, he kept a keen ear out for the shuffle of feet that would give away the presence of undead. It shocked Drake that the events that he had guessed would happen, happened so quickly, and without any warning. He had had no time to aquire an inside informer, or find anyone that might have been around from the first attack. He had a good group last time he fought these bastards....he had good friends....
But life went on; friends died, you made new ones, that was the way it was, and the way it always would be. What he wouldn't do to have another good gun though.
All of a sudden, there it was; the sound of feet. Drake smiled. He hadn't fired his shotgun in 10 years; he had cleaned it and kept it in killing condition, he just didn't need it. He had forgotten how fun killing these ****ers was.
Drake ran towards the corner he heard the undead coming from. As he rounded to start firing, he had a loud crash of glass and saw a rather large man fall to the ground from the second floor of a small in. Drake heard two ringing shots from what sounded like a Desert Eagle, and watched two undead heads explode. The large man recovered and started killing.
Drake ducked around the corner and waited for the carnage to stop. When the firing stopped, he poked his head around the wall, and saw the large man walk down an alley. Drake instantly went into S.E.A.L. mode, and quietly followed him.
When he got to the back of the building, standing in the middle of the alley was the large man, facing another man, a man Drake knew well. Too well; he had saved his life twice, and had watched as he died when Drake couldn't save him a third time. Malconin. Drake rushed behind the large man and got him in a firm neck lock, with his Desert Eagle pointed at his temple.
"You," Drake motioned at the man that looked like his long gone friend. "Who the hell are you?"
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Dec 11th, 2007 06:16 PM |
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PsyrenAviance
The Body Beautiful
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Shalimars acute hear kicked into gear.She began to head toward the sound of the Desert Eagle.Picking up speed it didn't take long to find the spot."Undead are near her"she whispered to herself. Now all she had to do was to pick of his sent due to the high levels of Testosterone this would be easy.As she walked she noticed something had been stalking her.looking at the corner of her eye she saw fully what it was.just your normal undead.As she turned around she noticed about seventeen of them."MMM I'd better play this smart since i don't have that much ammo nor any back-up for any hand to mouth combat."As she came across the Alley she noticed two men luckily she had left the under about ten city blocks away.This would be just perfect to see what was going on an then warn them.As she moved closer she entered her feline hunting mode.her once blue eyes had turned to her famous yellow cat eyes
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zslick
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Location: United States |
*i love it... so much stuff happening all at once*
"haha so hes alive?" seth question and walked closer to the cell. He put both hands on the cell and arched his back than stuck his head as closes he could to the cell. "so you look to comfortable to be in here! Whats your story"
The man in the bage janitor suit had gotten up from his bed. Brown eyes stared striaght into seths soul. The pony tailed man than grabbed his utilty belt and put it right next to him kept in his right hand. "Well the way i see it mister is, the long i stay in here the safer i am"
I watched the man get closer to the cell i wonder what he wants. He's not dressed like the other members of S.T.A.R.S members. As this guy had long brown hair and a jacket to match it.
:so what your name mystery man?
Seth looked at him as he ansewered back.
:The name is david.
"so you gonna come out and join us david or you gonna sit in here like a trapped rat?
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Dec 12th, 2007 09:51 AM |
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zslick
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Sarah still feeling sorry for billy his love. The man She had loved for the longest time and now his taken away from her and the earth. what she doesnt know is that hes been given a second chance to live but not the life he wants.
Carlos has enough iteams to be packed and is ready for any medication that inquire but for now they are okay and didnt need any medication.
Shane just checking his magnum 45 his uncle named barry had given it to him before he had left into hidding with his family. Now he knows why.
Mike looking at the team has mixed feeling going, knowing his new teamleader has become captain and his old one was savegly raped by by that killer dog. The oldest and strongest man is taking commands from a pretty boy.
Hugo and fernando spoke out. okay men listen we can realese you but you have to list to our command!
"yea mates you do what evar we say!
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Dec 12th, 2007 10:23 AM |
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Decomposition
This Day We Fight!
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Malconin rolled his eyes in exasperation, then grinned wolfishly, waving his Desert Eagle at the newcomer in a nonchalant manner.
"Drake Bloody Holden. Funny, I thought you were dead?" His shooting hand tensed, barrel of the Desert Eagle aimed right between the newcomers eyes. "Now, if you are really Drake, you'd know that I could hit the centre of your forehead with my eyes closed. So, if I were you, I'd step away from my large friend there."
After a tense moment of silence, Malconin threw his arms up in the air in frustration "For christ sakes you stubborn Navy son of a b*tch, I am Malconin. Now, are you going to stand there threatening your only living, flesh and blood allies, or are you going to help me kick some undead ass. You know, like the good old days. You save my life, I save yours and so on and so forth."
Still Drake made no move.
Malconin grinned sheepishly and rubbed at the back of his neck. "Look, if you're still sore over the whole me trying to kill everyone thing I can understand. But you did try and save my life before we parted ways, remember? You can't be that pissed off with me, surely?"
Malconin's Desert Eagle snapped up. "Speak now, or die!"
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Megami
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(OOC: oh my it has been awhile since i've been here but if nobody minds, I think I may join...of course, out of everyone's way  )
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Dec 14th, 2007 12:02 AM |
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zslick
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*go for it bro just jump right in, just no god moding we are all killable*
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Dec 14th, 2007 10:14 AM |
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The whole seven man crew held at stand still as they all heard a gun shot in a distant. David blew his hair from his face and smirked. "it looks you got survivors to worry about, more than little of me"
" Well look were a seven man crew counting me, we have alot of ammo and a shield unbreakable so your with us or against us"
*sigh*
*unbreakable? huh? tell that to bill lying in the garage lot* sarah thought to her self!*
mike right next to her holding his rifle and lost in space.
"okay but im not leaving without gun" as david rose from his seat he held out his hand. Seth looked toward mike and screamed with a command "Hey rookie throw me one of your extra gun!"
*Look at him so much of a captain leader, talking to the enemy. Hes in a holding cell for what i dont know hes a killer for all i know and hes talking to him as if hes one of us. ill be damned if i have to take one more order from that useless pathetic
"hey rookie throw me gun"
*WHAT?, did he just say rookie. Ha it looks like ill show him my skills sometime.*Mike than looked up with a shock on his face than looked at the ground with a smirk than toss the gun toward him without paying attention to its destination.
hugo, fernando: ooh conflict
"hey carlos you think you have enough medical supplies if they dook it out"
"shane only time will tell" they both raised to there feet ready to move on to the next destination or hiding spot they will encounter.
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Dec 14th, 2007 10:30 AM |
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PsyrenAviance
The Body Beautiful
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Shalimar walked into the open"I hate to break this little reunion up but we've go undead coming this way ."As she looked over at Malconin she began to speak toward him"Do I know you from somewhere?"Without waiting for an reply she walked to the opening of the ally.They weren't there yet but if they didn't get move on they'd all become food
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This Day We Fight!
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Malconin blinked several times after the feline looking woman disappeared down the alley, then arched an eyebrow at Drake.
"Is everyone from the past going to return from the dead I wonder?" He shrugged dramatically. "Never mind, let the undead come. We're not going anywhere until you explain why you're holding a gun to my mans head."
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This Day We Fight!
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((OOC: oh, and welcome back midnite!!!))
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Megami
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(OOC: Nice to be back  though...this will be brief and just a -little- something just in case I don't get to the net for a day or two...)
Name: Iris Beatrice Almarand
Height: 5'10''
Age: 32
Hair length and style: Falling past her shoulders in countless waves
Hair color: Raven black with the smallest hint of blond at the roots...
Eyes: An impossible emerald green
Complexion: Light Brown
Build: Slightly Built
beep Beep BEEP BEEP
Iris awoke with a start, springing upwards out of the Queen size bed in her room. She gripped onto the sweat drenched sheets, eyes wide open from the chimera that haunted her dreams. If I can’t escape while sleeping… She closed her eyes and started to massage the area over her racing heart. Tuning out the high pitched shrill of her alarm clock, she turned her gaze to the open window, basking in the warmth of the fierce orange sunset.
Wait…what?! Iris grabbed her alarm clock and looked at the time. It flashed 6am in annoying red LCD letters. Ripping it out of the wall unit, she moved out of bed, wondering what made her electricity short circuit. What…the f*ck. She reached for the sky, walking on tiptoes over to her dresser. Pulling on a pair of black denim jeans and a navy blue tank top, Iris finished the rushed ensemble with combat boots and shook her hair about in the mirror. She forced a smile. “Fell asleep with them…” She didn’t finish her thought, her eyes trailing downward from the noise underfoot. “Hmm…”
From the main floor, muffled footsteps could be heard dragging their way across the floorboards. Iris crouched down and lowered her head to the mahogany floor, holding her breath and listening in anticipation. Again, she heard it, someone in her home, walking as if the floor had become molasses. She paled and got to her feet. Smiling nervously, she laughed quietly to herself and contributed the noise to her occasional paranoia. Nonetheless… Digging into her underwear drawer, from the upper right corner, she retrieved a fading platinum magnum. She held the .45 magnum up to the light, mystified by the memories the weapon retained. Get out of it.
Shaking away her thoughts, she automatically cocked the weapon and quietly exited her bedroom. Walking slowly down the hall, she reached the stairs, taking each step one by one, heart racing as she neared the main floor. Upon a moan reaching her ears, a stream of curses escaped her lips, she raising her voice as the footsteps grew near. The creeper finally coming into view, Iris froze, her suspicions confirmed.
The creeper was a man, looking to be approximately in his late forties. His business suit had seen better days, the beige suit currently covered in an unsightly red. His complexion was abnormally pale and his brown eyes were dull, devoid of the spark connecting most to humanity. However, the troubling thing about the creeper was the syrupy blood pouring from the gaping and obviously fatal wound on his neck. He didn’t seem to mind the gash, the creeper excited by Iris’s presence. Extending his hands, he bared his teeth and lunged.
Iris wasted no time and pulled the trigger, blowing a hole clear through the former business man’s skull. Not even twitching once the corpse fell to the floor, she leaned against the wall, slightly stunned. “So desu ka….” Tucking the gun into her back pocket, she raced up the stairs and back to her bedroom.
F*ck me… Iris ran to her closet, picking out items she would need and anything that could have its possible uses. Shoving them hurriedly into a black bag, she snatched her cell phone out of its charger and into her back pocket. Proper gun holsters, car keys, oh!She slapped her forehead and rounded back only to snatch a blackish blue lighter off the dresser table…
(And that's it for now…short but yah)
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Dec 15th, 2007 12:37 PM |
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XornonJay
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((WOOT!! getting the old crew back up and running, i likey. I'll post in a few hours, got to go work out and be athletic and such :P ))
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Dec 15th, 2007 05:36 PM |
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XornonJay
Senior Member
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((gonna take a little bit of control of Mal, hope you don't mind. You know i'd never hurt him.....well, i'd never kill him.......okay, i would, but you know i'd bring right back and almost as good as he was, mwhaha))
Drake lowered the pistol and holstered it. This thing...man ....whatever it was, definatly knew who Mal was. He cocky ass attititude; his nonchalant way around death; he even cussed like Mal.
After another moment of silence Drake exhaled a sigh. "It really is you, you pyschopathic son-of-a-*****." Drake slapped the big fellow on the back. "Sorry neanderthaw, old habits and such." Drake walked up to Mal and held out a hand. Mal grasped his forearm, and Drake his.
"Just like old times, ay?" Drake said with a laugh. "Well, if we're both back in town, we might as well let everyone know. You know, hit the local pubs, revisit all the undead aunties and uncles; let 'em know they can't keep two crazy bastards like us dead for long."
As Mal laughed and began to turn to walk out of the alley, Drake noticed a slight tremor in his hand, then a complete arm spasm. Mal grabbed his arm and gritted his teeth hard enough for Drake to hear them rubbing.
Drake knew that spasm. He'd had to shoot to many friends after seeing them spasm like that. Rising an eyebrow, Drake waiting for Mal to regain some composure, then asked "Thats not gonna become a problem is it?"
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Dec 15th, 2007 11:20 PM |
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This Day We Fight!
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((I'll take the liberty of controlling Drake a touch then too. I'll even try not to harm him too much :P))
Composure gained completely, Mal snatched his arm from Drake, glaring at him. "You know damn well it could be. I need more Anti-Virus soon...very soon." He grinned suddenly, "That's the good news. The bad news is I used my last vial to despatch those f*ckers," he hiked a thumb towards the corpses littering the ground.
"Luckily, you can help me get what I need. Remember when we blew up the Umbrella facility years ago?"
"Not to mention nearly ourselves," Drake quipped.
Mal glared. "Right. Well, their new facility should be similar, I'm sure. Why build a whole new thing when you could re-build the damaged shell of the old facility? I'm hoping we might recognise some things down there."
Drake arched a brow. "After all these years? And we'll just walk up to the front door and ask them to politely let us in, I suppose?"
Mal chuckled. "If by nicely you mean sticking a granade down thier throats and watching the itty bitty pieces splatter across the entrance way, then yes, we'll ask politely."
"No Umbrella tossers will stop us," Johnson rumbled as he came to stand beside Malconin. "They're probably all dead anyway and, if not, I'll kill 'em myself."
"Easy there big fella," Drake chuckled, slapping the big man on the chest. "Leave the real work to the real heroes. Play time's over."
Mal laughed as the big man nearly seemed to blow steam. "Still got the attitude I see, Holden. Very good. I need that ego right now."
He gently pushed the big mercenary back a few paces, "Calm down Johnson."
"I'll kill him if he-"
"You'll do no such thing. Kill him and I kill you, understand. Besides, Holden there could snap your fat neck in his sleep." He patted the mans shoulder. "Better get used to his personality, because if he chooses to roll with us he stays, understand?"
"Fine," the big man puffed, "but this doesn't mean I have to like the son of a b*tch."
Mal chuckled. "Hate away, my friend, hate away. Look how fazed he is at the notion."
Drake smirked like a maniac.
"You see," Mal chuckled, before focusing on Drake once more. "Well," he pressed, holding out his hand. "You with us, or not?"
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XornonJay
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Drake shook Mal's hand. "Do you really have to ask?" Drake pulled his shotgun from his back and chambered a shell. Glancing down at the gun, he laughed. "Man, this is gonna sound really clique, with the whole gun cocking thing and the cool line I'm about to say, and the sweet shot i'm about to make, but hey, it works." Giving Johnson a wink, and Mal a back slap, Drake fired the shotgun at the undead that had just run around the corner, the smell of alive flesh driving it to insanity, if they you could call them anything else. "Its time to kick some ass"
Mal and Johnson both brought their weapons up to fire just as four more undead came screaming around the corner. Drake laughed maniacally and looked at Mal. "I'd say its about that time, huh?" Mal said, bringing his other pistol out, ready to fire.
Without missing a beat Drake and Mal both took off for the street where the undead were massing, guns blazing.
((ooc: i'd love to post some of the fight, but i have dinner, hopefuly be back in a bit))
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Dec 17th, 2007 12:03 AM |
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PsyrenAviance
The Body Beautiful
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Shalimar took off after the two."I told you they would come but no!You had to be Mr.Big didn't you."Shalimar drew out her 9mm"I'm warning you now I don't her much ammo left, non the less I help with what ever I can."
As she moved toward them her heart felt like it was beating an thousand beats per second.As real as this was it still felt like an game to her perhaps due to her split DNA thanks to Umbrella's Lab techs.Still this was an hunt for both the living and the undead,at least it was in her eyes.
After using all but an few bullets she took out an hunting knife "I'm almost out"
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Dec 17th, 2007 06:36 AM |
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zslick
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The man david happily took the gun from seth. "thanks buddy" he exclaimed as he checked the clip inside the bretta.
"no problem just dont let me regret" seth said starring at the man as he is checking gun, seeing if everything is in working condition.
"oh dont worry you wont, Ha i might save your life"
Seth head didnt turn fully to the direction of his new teammate mike. His silky long brown hair covered his left eye as it was starring into his comrades soul. He than thought to himself *his leader just died and he was supposed to be in command, if he keeps this bullshiest attitude up it might be a problem later*
"okay team we need to check out for a key pronto"
"WHAT!, this key"
seth looked back at david and realized he had the key the whole time. "so wait this whole time you could of left your self?"
"Yea... i could've... but i didnt have fan of followers than did i" david said as he handed seth the keys.
"HA funny" click the sound of the gate of the cell than reopened for the handy man david to come out. David walked a few steps just to stop in his tracks to hear sound ammo in the distant. Not knowing where it came from the whole new seven squad team went to action mode as the heard it.
The new command leader than starter giving direct orders to his team as david just leaned against the concrete wall with right foot on it and his arms crossed. Seth walked to the front entrance of the prison cell he opened the gate to look outside to see if any living undead creatures are out and the about but nothing just empty lonely hall that needs some loving.
"Lets go team" The seven man team left as david walked along seth to watch his back. David looked at seth face, *he reminds me of my brother an ex marine who thought he could handle anything. I guess not hes not alive. If he was he*
Seth and david than pointed back at the main cell hole they just left thirty second ago as a big crashing sounds came and echoed through the halls. Shooting still came from outside of the rpd police station.
"Mike heres your chance to lead, carlos, david me and hugo are going to higher ground you and sarah and fernando check what things as happened, i want a report on the walkie channel one, if i dont here nothing more than twenty min were running back down. GOT IT!"
*i smirked at seth new rash decision of making me the new commander of the second group. I than striked my solute pose,holstered my weapon and than was off to the main entrance of the cell as sarah and fernando directly behind me. i wont let you down seth, ill show you how a commander make decisions.*
Seth and the three ran up the stairs as the were looking for second floor windows too look out to find where the shooting was coming from. The team breathing hardly as they all finally reached the second floor. hugo stopping at the stairs to make sure the night of the living dead werent following him as seth,david and carlos looked out the windows. Eyes glowing through the dark walked toward the stair case looking up at a man who was standing at the other end. Carlos screamed"here look there"
Mike ran in first only to see two cell mates eyes wide open in fear as there bodies seemed glued to the walls. Fernando tried talking to them but they were in no mood in talking as there teeth shattered and they pointed to the cell next to him. Mikes blood went through his veins faster as his heart beat went fast as he saw hole in the roof of the cell and the bars next to bent outward. I walked closer to the cell toward the sound of what sound like chicken bones breaking.
as sarah ran through the door of the main garage lot the knob than shook. She waited back at main entrance of the cell as she heard hugo saying "what happened here" no response came from them. *shriek* "the garage door opened as a figure of a shadow man walked through it. I holstered my weapon toward the shadow figure but he didnt answer he than started to walk toward me"
I heard the door knob click as ran past it but i payed no attention to it. I tried to catch up to mike the new commander, sarah didnt notice as she followed behind "my god" i saw concrete rock all over the floor as a six foot hole gouged threw the roof and a ray of fading sunlight shined through to a bent up cell. i tried to ask the cell mates what going but they only pointed to a crunching sound which came from the cell after it.
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Dec 17th, 2007 09:24 AM |
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XornonJay
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Drake ran straight into the flood of undead, shotgun blasting holes in undead as he charged through. Out of the corner of his eye, Drake saw Mal charging in with him, pistols blazing, and feet whirling quicker and more deadly then his pistols seemed to be.
An undead jumped onto Drakes back wrapping its arms around his throat. Reaching back with one hand, Drake grabbed the undead by the back of the head, and hurled it over his shoulder, and into another zombie. "You wanna bite me, you mother ****ing piece of shit?" Drake stomped on the stunned undead head, blood and brain matter splattering under his boot.
In the back of Drakes head, he heard someone speaking; not Mal, a females voice. "I'm almost out." Thats right, he had forgotten about the feline woman who had walked up on them in the alley. Scanning the mass of bodies for one that looked alive, Drake spotted the woman, knife and pistol in hand. Drake turned toward her and began mowing his way. When he got close to her he turned his back. "There's ammo in my bag, get it quick!"
As she grabbed a couple clips, Drake was able to spot Mal. He really was super human. His kicks had more power in them then anyone Drake had ever seen, and the way he moved through the undead was to fluid, to quick to be human. That was okay though, he was on his team. Drake just hoped the bastards at umbrella hadn't do that to someone that wasn't on their team. He didn't think his odds were that good though.
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