The only gun Nic could ever remember using in a movie was a Glock. It had been a pretty simple gun to operate, just jam the magazine into the gun, and fire. It was a semi-automatic, and could fire off up to thirty some bullets, which seemed to be what would be handy now, with all those things outside growing in numbers. He thought the gun he'd used in the movie was a model 18, but couldn't find that now, so he took the one closest in number, a 17, and opened the box. Below the shelf with the guns on it, were boxes of ammo. Luckily they seemed to match up, otherwise Nic could have lost valuable time searching.
Setting the gun down, he opened a box of magazines, and removed as many as he could fit in his pockets. Unfortunately his jeans were pretty tight, so that didn't mean much. However, looking around the store his eyes caught some canvas backpacks in a corner. Nodding to Aishe as she talked, he ran around the other side of the counter, to grab up a couple of the packs.
"If he has a car, it might be better for him to meet us here...don't you think?"
Nic might chance making a dash for the Towers, now that he had a gun, but he really didn't want to risk Aishe's life. He knew she was more than capable to defend herself well, he'd seen evidence of it, but even well might not be good enough.
Dumping boxes into the backpacks, as well as a couple loaded guns, Nic handed one to Aishe, and slung the other over his shoulder, keeping the gun in his hand.
"Unless you think you can use that, and prevent anything from getting close enough to bite..."
The sound of a television interrupted the semi quiet, and Nic turned toward the noise. Patting Aishe on the arm, trying to be as reassuring as he could be, Nic made his way back to the part of the store where Ellis and the blond had gone. Before he reached the doorway, thoughts of Livia hit him like a ton of bricks, and he was suddenly close to throwing up. It was both the fear of what she might be finding herself subjected to, as well as his inability to do anything for her, that was making him nauseous. When he got to the doorway and looked around Amberelle, the feeling grew rapidly.
"Fuck."
Streets of Nachton - Infected Area
‘Waiting on you.’
‘Don’t.’
‘Waiting on you.’
‘I always hated when you did that.’
‘Still waiting on you.’
Simon Huntington and Ellis Duban stood precariously on the edge of Nachton’s industrial district and watched the flurry of large men move crates of something heavy from the warehouse one hundred yards away from them to a waiting moving truck. The gun runners in Nachton were easy to find, at least the human ones were, it was the infiltration of werewolves that made this otherwise quiet outing unbearably difficult.
‘Still waiting.’
Simon rolled his eyes and looked over at his ex lover and recalled that he had killed her once and almost let her die again. Stupid choices and poorly executed ones put him here now, listening to her odd sense of tainted humor as they watched the humans load the guns into the truck.
‘We’re here to watch.’
Ellis sniffed with disdain.
‘It’s called reconn.’
With a dramatic sigh, Ellis pulled out a cigarette and lit it, not caring that she was undoubtedly giving away their presence. ‘I don’t recall ever teaching you this pussified way of doing reconn.’
Simon turned away and rolled his eyes again, no her way was just going down and killing them all but the driver, who undoubtedly knew where he was going, if he didn’t know what for or for who – the rest they always winged. Her way was painful, reckless and … well her way.
‘My way. I said we’d do this my way.’ Simon said with a firm voice as he knelt down to peer over the side of the building roof top.
Ellis recognized the tone and immediately wanted to shoot his fucking brains out of his head. Flicking her cigarette off the side of the building, which landed next to one of the large men who was keeping a look out, Ellis held her hands up and signaled surrender.
‘Fine, your way.’
Ellis would have gladly continued with her scathing advice for Simon if it had not been for a series of car accidents in the surrounding area. Both vampires jumped at the consecutive car crashes all around them, evening garnering the attention of the humans below.
Slowly Simon stood. 'What the hell was that?' Looking over at Ellis he saw that she had already crossed the roof top behind them and was looking down at an accident. 'Ellis?'
'What the...' Ellis' eyes widened and she began to wave Simon over, her hand finally realizing that anything less than a frantic wave would not be appropriate. 'Simon. Simon come over here. Simon...SimonSimonSimonSimonSimon.'
In a blink he was beside her on her right, looking over the edge. That could not be right, he thought to himself as the sound of soft whispered wailing filtered up into the night air to them.
'That is SO not my fault,' Ellis said quietly.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Aishe
17 years ago
Aishe watched with a quirked eyebrow as Nic tried to jam ammo into his amazingly tight pockets, while she grabbed something for herself too. A brief thought entered her mind and made a mental note to come back and return the gun when this crisis was over.
Responding to Nic while he grabbed some packs, she said, "He's on his way now with Pak and the car. It'll be a tight squeeze but we can go with, if we want."
Very tight squeeze... it was only a two-seater, after all. Aishe doubted raging hordes of zombies had been foremost on Kem's list when he'd gone car shopping. But a little discomfort was definitely all right in this situation and she doubted they were going to get pulled over for a traffic violation tonight. As long as they got there intact, they should all be able to get back out again.
Nic, meanwhile, wandered into the next room to watch what was on TV. Aishe didn't bother. Instead she posted herself as lookout, her back to the wall, handgun loaded and ready to fire if necessary. She had a clear view of the windows and the door. It didn't matter what the TV said, in her opinion. She'd seen for herself what was outside, and she had been taught never to leave your back unguarded. While stealth wasn't one of the attributes the zombies seemed to possess, Aishe wasn't willing to take any chances.
Responding to Nic while he grabbed some packs, she said, "He's on his way now with Pak and the car. It'll be a tight squeeze but we can go with, if we want."
Very tight squeeze... it was only a two-seater, after all. Aishe doubted raging hordes of zombies had been foremost on Kem's list when he'd gone car shopping. But a little discomfort was definitely all right in this situation and she doubted they were going to get pulled over for a traffic violation tonight. As long as they got there intact, they should all be able to get back out again.
Nic, meanwhile, wandered into the next room to watch what was on TV. Aishe didn't bother. Instead she posted herself as lookout, her back to the wall, handgun loaded and ready to fire if necessary. She had a clear view of the windows and the door. It didn't matter what the TV said, in her opinion. She'd seen for herself what was outside, and she had been taught never to leave your back unguarded. While stealth wasn't one of the attributes the zombies seemed to possess, Aishe wasn't willing to take any chances.
Ellis Duban
17 years ago
Ellis' mouth opened in awe. Not that she reveled in this type of carnage and death - she just preferred not to be included in it. Still, the swiftness of the virus and its abilities had to be respected. Shaking her head, she blinked again as she watched the live feed of the reporter's death.
'I seriously...I don't know. And no Nic', she added softly as she felt him stand at the doorway. 'I didn't have anything to do with this.' Turning she gave him a shrug. Inwardly her fear was rising and being quarantined in the city only meant one thing. Her nervousness was undoubtedly showing as she made a face and looked at the television again.
With a sigh, 'It originated from Duibne. If it were me...I don't know I'd call the clan home or at the very least, isolate what's going on at DI. We should...'
Her lack of concentration was one thing, but Simon had been gone far too long and it had been equally as quiet. The hairs on the back of her neck came to attention and her perception suddenly opened up to the rest of the larger than it looked building. Before she knew it she was stumbling past Nic and racing towards her bag. Grabbing a shot gun she sprinted towards the hallway stairs heading up to the second floor.
And to where Simon was being attacked by a group of zombies. Oops, her bad.
'I seriously...I don't know. And no Nic', she added softly as she felt him stand at the doorway. 'I didn't have anything to do with this.' Turning she gave him a shrug. Inwardly her fear was rising and being quarantined in the city only meant one thing. Her nervousness was undoubtedly showing as she made a face and looked at the television again.
With a sigh, 'It originated from Duibne. If it were me...I don't know I'd call the clan home or at the very least, isolate what's going on at DI. We should...'
Her lack of concentration was one thing, but Simon had been gone far too long and it had been equally as quiet. The hairs on the back of her neck came to attention and her perception suddenly opened up to the rest of the larger than it looked building. Before she knew it she was stumbling past Nic and racing towards her bag. Grabbing a shot gun she sprinted towards the hallway stairs heading up to the second floor.
And to where Simon was being attacked by a group of zombies. Oops, her bad.
Simon Huntington
17 years ago
Simon grunted as he fell back over the desk and hit his head on the windowsill. The zombie lunged for him and planted its knee in his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. It also surprised him. Reaching up he pushed back on the zombie's face, avoiding its already gnarled and rotten teeth when his surprise was explained.
Two pairs of sharp fangs bit down on where his fingers had just been, elevating his blood lust to painful proportions as his fear mingled with the pain in his stomach. With his other hand he pushed back on the vampire zombie's torso and managed to use the little bit of ancient edge he seemed to barely have on the zombie and got a leg up to push it back against the desk. With all his strength he kicked the zombie back and he heard a satisfied snap as its spine hit the desk, both going back against the door, slamming it shut., but that's not where the zombie came from. No, it came from the hidden side door that apparently was a panic room for the store owner and out of that came at least three more.
'Ah, shit.' Simon picked up the desk chair and flung it at the panic room door, cutting off two of the three rushing out of it.. His desire to contact Carol was completely lost as he basically ran around the room, trying to avoid the new zombie. His shotgun had been left downstairs - not his most brilliant of ideas - but he had his glocks and as the zombie rushed him, he pulled it and shot a bullet right through its head, causing it to fall back again on the opening panic room door. Racing over Simon braced himself against the heavy hidden door. It would take several rounds of bullets and he hoped effectively keep them in. That problem taken care of, he now could hear the screams of zombies that were alerted to their presence outside the window.
Turning he looked at the window just in time to see the vampire zombie fly back across the room and against the window, shattering it along with the desk. The door had been kicked in and with it came Ellis. Standing with an incredulous look on her face she slumped her shoulders and then raised her shot gun. Walking towards Simon, she motioned him away from the door.
'On three.' He nodded as the two zombies pushed back against the panic room door.
With a calm and steady voice she murmured, 'Waiting on you.'
'God damnit it, Ellis!' He yelled and then with a final push against he door, backed away, letting it fly open.
Two pairs of sharp fangs bit down on where his fingers had just been, elevating his blood lust to painful proportions as his fear mingled with the pain in his stomach. With his other hand he pushed back on the vampire zombie's torso and managed to use the little bit of ancient edge he seemed to barely have on the zombie and got a leg up to push it back against the desk. With all his strength he kicked the zombie back and he heard a satisfied snap as its spine hit the desk, both going back against the door, slamming it shut., but that's not where the zombie came from. No, it came from the hidden side door that apparently was a panic room for the store owner and out of that came at least three more.
'Ah, shit.' Simon picked up the desk chair and flung it at the panic room door, cutting off two of the three rushing out of it.. His desire to contact Carol was completely lost as he basically ran around the room, trying to avoid the new zombie. His shotgun had been left downstairs - not his most brilliant of ideas - but he had his glocks and as the zombie rushed him, he pulled it and shot a bullet right through its head, causing it to fall back again on the opening panic room door. Racing over Simon braced himself against the heavy hidden door. It would take several rounds of bullets and he hoped effectively keep them in. That problem taken care of, he now could hear the screams of zombies that were alerted to their presence outside the window.
Turning he looked at the window just in time to see the vampire zombie fly back across the room and against the window, shattering it along with the desk. The door had been kicked in and with it came Ellis. Standing with an incredulous look on her face she slumped her shoulders and then raised her shot gun. Walking towards Simon, she motioned him away from the door.
'On three.' He nodded as the two zombies pushed back against the panic room door.
With a calm and steady voice she murmured, 'Waiting on you.'
'God damnit it, Ellis!' He yelled and then with a final push against he door, backed away, letting it fly open.
Ellis Duban
17 years ago
She managed not to slam into the middle landing of the stairs as she took the steps double time. Her agility was the only thing keeping her from breaking her neck as she ran down the hallway towards the commotion that had started just as her perception picked up the extra bodies in the building. Muttering under her breath she cursed herself for paying attention to the two useless young vampires and distracting not only herself but Amberelle. They both should have caught it.
'Fucking...god damn...' Ellis grunted as she tried the door at the end of the hallway and felt it was blocked. Taking a step back she lifted her foot and kicked in the door as hard as she could, clearing the debris. Upon entering she saw Simon trying to keep what looked like a hidden doorway closed. With an annoyed look she lifted her shotgun and motioned him away.
As the door flew open, the two zombies rushed out but Ellis stood her ground. The spray from the 12 gauge would make this an effective if not loud ending.
'Eat this.'
The zombie heads were obliterated in a second and after cocking the shot gun, turned it towards Simon. 'Are you alright? Were you bit?' The shotgun was leveled at his head and despite over a thousand years together, she would not hesitate to blow his fucking head off.
'Fucking...god damn...' Ellis grunted as she tried the door at the end of the hallway and felt it was blocked. Taking a step back she lifted her foot and kicked in the door as hard as she could, clearing the debris. Upon entering she saw Simon trying to keep what looked like a hidden doorway closed. With an annoyed look she lifted her shotgun and motioned him away.
As the door flew open, the two zombies rushed out but Ellis stood her ground. The spray from the 12 gauge would make this an effective if not loud ending.
'Eat this.'
The zombie heads were obliterated in a second and after cocking the shot gun, turned it towards Simon. 'Are you alright? Were you bit?' The shotgun was leveled at his head and despite over a thousand years together, she would not hesitate to blow his fucking head off.
Amberelle DeEspionne
17 years ago
The blonde blinked quietly a couple of times as Ellis rushed past her. Something about Dubine and the clan? Wait, what? Icy fear still crept through her and kept distracting her with grisly images of her friends suffering similar fates to that of the recently deceased Jet Donovan. She'd been trying to focus on Ellis' voice but it wasn't an easy task. The fog began to lift and her scrambled thoughts suddenly solidified with a jolt as the Anantya became aware of the sounds that had sent Ellis tearing upwards. Gasping, she spun on her heel and brushed past Nic as she unsheathed her wakizashi and one of her handguns. A string of curse words filled the air around Amberelle as she tried to catch up to the inhuman speed Ellis was moving at.
Amberelle was probably about 6 paces behind the ancient and came up behind her at full speed, sliding to a stop. Her golden eyes were thin slits, glinting in the soft light as they focused on Simon. She sniffed cautiously, not gagging at the putrid rotting stench left behind but searching for something fresher. Blood, still clean smelling, would tell her if he was now tainted. Part of her cringed at explaining to her friends just why she had done it, if she had to help the other woman take down their father. But she would. God help them all if kindred could catch this. There were far too many old ones in Nachton.
Quietly, she spoke. Her voice was pitched to be soothing and non threatening. Calm down Ellis. We don't even know if our kind can catch this.. thing. I'm sure if Simon was injured he'd tell us, non? Her leather gloves made a faint sound as her grip tightened on both weapons and she subtly planted her feet to move if needed.
Amberelle was probably about 6 paces behind the ancient and came up behind her at full speed, sliding to a stop. Her golden eyes were thin slits, glinting in the soft light as they focused on Simon. She sniffed cautiously, not gagging at the putrid rotting stench left behind but searching for something fresher. Blood, still clean smelling, would tell her if he was now tainted. Part of her cringed at explaining to her friends just why she had done it, if she had to help the other woman take down their father. But she would. God help them all if kindred could catch this. There were far too many old ones in Nachton.
Quietly, she spoke. Her voice was pitched to be soothing and non threatening. Calm down Ellis. We don't even know if our kind can catch this.. thing. I'm sure if Simon was injured he'd tell us, non? Her leather gloves made a faint sound as her grip tightened on both weapons and she subtly planted her feet to move if needed.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Nic just didn't know what to do with quiet, un-sarcastic Ellis. He had feared her, and learned to accept her for who she was, but that wasn't who he saw now, and he wasn't sure how to respond. Ellis didn't fear...she was fear. Or at least that was what Nic expected.
Yet he barely got that thought planted in his head, when she made a mad dash past him, only to be followed closely by Amberelle. Choosing not to follow, Nic ran back into the front part of the store where Aishe was, and smile. Yes...she was holding down the fort, so to speak, and for the umpteenth time, Nic saw reasons why she was a good match for Kem.
Gunfire rang out upstairs, and Nic cringed. It couldn't be a good sign.
"Sounds like we have company up there...wonder if they came in through a roof entrance."
He was pretty much just talking out loud, finding a minor amount of comfort in the sound of his voice, and a way to organize in his mind, what events were unfolding.
Looking at his gun, and remembering the shotgun Ellis had, Nic was about ready to drop the Glock, and seek out something similar to the shotgun. But his knowledge of the one was slightly better than that of the other, so he gave up the idea.
"You be okay if I run up and see if they can use another gun?"
So far the pounding coming from outside, on the sidewalk, seemed less threatening, than what might be going on upstairs. But if Aishe wanted back up, Nic would remain. He saw her as his number one priority right now.
Yet he barely got that thought planted in his head, when she made a mad dash past him, only to be followed closely by Amberelle. Choosing not to follow, Nic ran back into the front part of the store where Aishe was, and smile. Yes...she was holding down the fort, so to speak, and for the umpteenth time, Nic saw reasons why she was a good match for Kem.
Gunfire rang out upstairs, and Nic cringed. It couldn't be a good sign.
"Sounds like we have company up there...wonder if they came in through a roof entrance."
He was pretty much just talking out loud, finding a minor amount of comfort in the sound of his voice, and a way to organize in his mind, what events were unfolding.
Looking at his gun, and remembering the shotgun Ellis had, Nic was about ready to drop the Glock, and seek out something similar to the shotgun. But his knowledge of the one was slightly better than that of the other, so he gave up the idea.
"You be okay if I run up and see if they can use another gun?"
So far the pounding coming from outside, on the sidewalk, seemed less threatening, than what might be going on upstairs. But if Aishe wanted back up, Nic would remain. He saw her as his number one priority right now.
Simon Huntington
17 years ago
Simon pushed back against the wall as the double barrel of Ellis' shotgun grazed his face. In a rare moment of panic, one Simon Huntington had a cow.
'Jesus NO. NO I WASN'T!' He brought his hands up and turned them in front of Ellis. Then he pushed off the wall and stripped his jacket, turning in a circle and pulling at his collar. She lowered the shot gun but he reached out and grabbed the tip, pointing it at the zombie that had flown across the office with the desk. 'And yes, we can catch this.'
The vampire zombie was writhing on the floor, trying desperately to pull itself towards the three of them. Its back had been broken, along with its legs, but its need to feed was still evident. Simon threw his jacket on the floor and pulled open the panic room door to check the inside. It was a 20 by 20 hidden room with food and water provisions that were scattered on the floor, along with some loose cash. He nudged some of the items around but found nothing of interest.
The sound of broken glass brought him out of his thoughts and his attention back to Ellis and Amberelle. Ellis was knelt down, looking at the vampire as it tried to reach out to her. Two perfectly shaped fangs were protruding from its bloodied mouth. Shaking her head slowly she looked up at Simon.
'I know,' he said, 'We are seriously fucked. That thing was fucking strong. Ancient strong. This virus has a mutating enhancer of some sort. Even the humans - they're stronger, faster. And if it can affect us - it must be able to affect them.'
'Jesus NO. NO I WASN'T!' He brought his hands up and turned them in front of Ellis. Then he pushed off the wall and stripped his jacket, turning in a circle and pulling at his collar. She lowered the shot gun but he reached out and grabbed the tip, pointing it at the zombie that had flown across the office with the desk. 'And yes, we can catch this.'
The vampire zombie was writhing on the floor, trying desperately to pull itself towards the three of them. Its back had been broken, along with its legs, but its need to feed was still evident. Simon threw his jacket on the floor and pulled open the panic room door to check the inside. It was a 20 by 20 hidden room with food and water provisions that were scattered on the floor, along with some loose cash. He nudged some of the items around but found nothing of interest.
The sound of broken glass brought him out of his thoughts and his attention back to Ellis and Amberelle. Ellis was knelt down, looking at the vampire as it tried to reach out to her. Two perfectly shaped fangs were protruding from its bloodied mouth. Shaking her head slowly she looked up at Simon.
'I know,' he said, 'We are seriously fucked. That thing was fucking strong. Ancient strong. This virus has a mutating enhancer of some sort. Even the humans - they're stronger, faster. And if it can affect us - it must be able to affect them.'
Ellis Duban
17 years ago
Ellis rolled her eyes. 'See, that aint right.' Ancients weren't easy to come by, she should know, she spent the better part of the last three years researching the city for her blood letting purposes. But the few ancients here in town against a growing population of vampire zombies?
'Vampire and werewolf zombies. Oh that's awesome. That's fucking awesome.'
Reaching out she took a sharp piece of the broken desk and pierced the vampire zombie's skull with it. Its soulless eyes lost focus as it finally stopped moving. Standing she wiped her hands clean on her pants and moved past Amberelle, back into the hallway.
'We need to get out of here and get to Duibne. It started there. The answer to this has to be there. Some...fucking host with anti-fucking-bodies, I don't know, but we just need to get out of here.'
The shattering of glass through out the building emphasized Ellis last statement. They were coming in. It was time to go.
'Vampire and werewolf zombies. Oh that's awesome. That's fucking awesome.'
Reaching out she took a sharp piece of the broken desk and pierced the vampire zombie's skull with it. Its soulless eyes lost focus as it finally stopped moving. Standing she wiped her hands clean on her pants and moved past Amberelle, back into the hallway.
'We need to get out of here and get to Duibne. It started there. The answer to this has to be there. Some...fucking host with anti-fucking-bodies, I don't know, but we just need to get out of here.'
The shattering of glass through out the building emphasized Ellis last statement. They were coming in. It was time to go.
Aishe
17 years ago
Aishe, listening to the commotion above, was tempted to run and help... but her leaving meant there'd be no one to watch things on this level. Nic solved that for her and she flashed him a smile while she nodded.
"Go for it," she said agreeably. Then, before he could get out of earshot, she added, "Pak and Kem are almost here."
That was a bit of a conundrum... she and Nic could hardly leave people here, regardless of what clan they were from. There was no way they'd all fit in Kem's car though, even if they squeezed.
They'd have to cross that bridge when they came to it. She'd just be happy to have everyone together.
"Go for it," she said agreeably. Then, before he could get out of earshot, she added, "Pak and Kem are almost here."
That was a bit of a conundrum... she and Nic could hardly leave people here, regardless of what clan they were from. There was no way they'd all fit in Kem's car though, even if they squeezed.
They'd have to cross that bridge when they came to it. She'd just be happy to have everyone together.
Nicholae
17 years ago
Feeling like he was taking part in some B zombie movie now, Nic ran up the stairs, stopping at every corner, gun poised to shoot the first thing he saw.
Reaching the area Ellis occupied, he couldn't help but cringe as he watched her smash a piece of wood into the head of a zombie, and effectively stop him.
"Getting out of here is definitely on my list of things to do today. Think any of us will make it though?"
From the sounds of things outside, and what he'd seen on the tv, the five of them were vastly outnumbered. Would their gun power be enough to get them to safety?
For the moment Nic was rather glad Ellis was there. If anyone knew how to escape death, she was the one. That had to increase the odds for him, and Aishe as well, right? He couldn't help but grin as he looked at her, and waited to hear her plan.
Reaching the area Ellis occupied, he couldn't help but cringe as he watched her smash a piece of wood into the head of a zombie, and effectively stop him.
"Getting out of here is definitely on my list of things to do today. Think any of us will make it though?"
From the sounds of things outside, and what he'd seen on the tv, the five of them were vastly outnumbered. Would their gun power be enough to get them to safety?
For the moment Nic was rather glad Ellis was there. If anyone knew how to escape death, she was the one. That had to increase the odds for him, and Aishe as well, right? He couldn't help but grin as he looked at her, and waited to hear her plan.
Zombie Horde
17 years ago
The sounds of gunshots stopped them in their tracks and collectively the dozens of zombies turned towards the darkened ammo shop and lifted their heads high up into the air. The sick sweet smell of untainted drifted down to them, calling them closer to now silent shop.
Moving quietly in between the legs of the tainted humans, zombified werewolves slithered their way towards the shop, picking up the scent. It was dizzying, the smell of the untainted permeated the air and with a rising scream of the infected, the crowd of no less than one hundred zombies descended upon the ammo shop.
Their three hundred plus pound bodies began to slam against the iron bars covering the windows, shattering the glass into the shop. Immediately the smell of a female filled their nostrils and their screams rose to painful high pitches as they tried to push their bodies through the thing bars. Skin tore and their own blood spilled...the tainted smell mixing in with the intoxicating richness of the untainted female. Dozens more began to climb the awnings and fire escape, breaking into the windows, filling the building with more and more tainted.
Moving quietly in between the legs of the tainted humans, zombified werewolves slithered their way towards the shop, picking up the scent. It was dizzying, the smell of the untainted permeated the air and with a rising scream of the infected, the crowd of no less than one hundred zombies descended upon the ammo shop.
Their three hundred plus pound bodies began to slam against the iron bars covering the windows, shattering the glass into the shop. Immediately the smell of a female filled their nostrils and their screams rose to painful high pitches as they tried to push their bodies through the thing bars. Skin tore and their own blood spilled...the tainted smell mixing in with the intoxicating richness of the untainted female. Dozens more began to climb the awnings and fire escape, breaking into the windows, filling the building with more and more tainted.
Amberelle DeEspionne
16 years ago
Looking over at Nic, Amberelle's golden eyes narrowed and she glared. Of course we will make it, don't be stupid and start thinking like that! The last thing she wanted was to let doubt creep in. There was no room for doubt, she told herself firmly. The young vampire was already far too close to being completely terrified. It wouldn't take much for her to start freaking out, 'And that will just get someone killed...'
Looking to Ellis, the Anantya swallowed hard then nodded. If there was a chance to get some kind of immunization against this, or even a cure then that was what they needed to do. Dubine it is. I just hope we find someone still uninfected there.. Wincing, she added quietly, I really hope so... The idea of finding her friends turned into flesh craving monsters just added to the lump in her gut.
Shattering glass broke her train of thought. The hoard was upon them from the sound of it and her senses began to pick out the sounds of multiple figures swarming the outside. Spinning and moving quickly she called down the stairs, Get up here now Aishe or you're getting left behind!
Come on you three, we have to get to the roof. The blonde was positive trying to get out via the street was impossible and the rooftops had worked before, she only hoped it would again.
Looking to Ellis, the Anantya swallowed hard then nodded. If there was a chance to get some kind of immunization against this, or even a cure then that was what they needed to do. Dubine it is. I just hope we find someone still uninfected there.. Wincing, she added quietly, I really hope so... The idea of finding her friends turned into flesh craving monsters just added to the lump in her gut.
Shattering glass broke her train of thought. The hoard was upon them from the sound of it and her senses began to pick out the sounds of multiple figures swarming the outside. Spinning and moving quickly she called down the stairs, Get up here now Aishe or you're getting left behind!
Come on you three, we have to get to the roof. The blonde was positive trying to get out via the street was impossible and the rooftops had worked before, she only hoped it would again.
Nicholae
16 years ago
Nic was a wiz when it came to money. He just had a knack for investing well, and always had, but he knew he wasn't always the sharpest blade in the drawer. However, him knowing that, and being talked down to by some random, strange woman, wasn't the same.
He refrained from making any kind of comment in response, knowing now wasn't the time. He had to get back to Aishe, and make sure Kem would be waiting for them, or convince her to go with Ellis and her gang, and meet up with Kem later. Nic just couldn't risk anything happening to Aishe...not while he was still able to watch over her. Once again the matter of her ability to take care of herself was immaterial. He was a man of the past in too many ways to just give over to feminist practices of the present now.
So even before the blond yelled down the stairs, Nic was on his way in that direction.
"Okay Aishe...unless Kem is sitting outside waiting, we need to leave, NOW."
He placed a hand on the woman's shoulder, trying to be a comforting, and strong presence, but wouldn't have been surprised to find Aishe thought him to be neither. Sometimes he just felt so damn useless...and he really hated that feeling.
He refrained from making any kind of comment in response, knowing now wasn't the time. He had to get back to Aishe, and make sure Kem would be waiting for them, or convince her to go with Ellis and her gang, and meet up with Kem later. Nic just couldn't risk anything happening to Aishe...not while he was still able to watch over her. Once again the matter of her ability to take care of herself was immaterial. He was a man of the past in too many ways to just give over to feminist practices of the present now.
So even before the blond yelled down the stairs, Nic was on his way in that direction.
"Okay Aishe...unless Kem is sitting outside waiting, we need to leave, NOW."
He placed a hand on the woman's shoulder, trying to be a comforting, and strong presence, but wouldn't have been surprised to find Aishe thought him to be neither. Sometimes he just felt so damn useless...and he really hated that feeling.
Simon Huntington
16 years ago
Simon grabbed Ellis' bag off the floor and pulled out a shotgun for himself. After heaving the bag's strap over his frame, he followed Amberelle out the office door and started down the hallway back to the stairs. 'Ellis,' he said moving and was relieved to hear her footsteps but was startled by what he heard next.
'Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?'
'Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?'
Ellis Duban
16 years ago
Ellis risked a peek out of the window and quickly stepped back. Simon called out her name softly and she replied with an equally muted, 'Yeah...' when she turned to move out the office door.
Beep, click.
The butt of her shotgun caught what she thought was the door frame but when she looked down at the electronic beeping her heart sank.
Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?
Her gun had hit what appeared to be the control panel of the store's radio system. All at once the rhythmic thumping of 'Insane by Cypress Hill' began to play loudly over the speakers in the office.
'Oh shit...shit shit.' Ellis reached down and began clicking the buttons to no avail.
To the one on the flam
Boy your temper just toss that ham
In the fryin' pan
Like spam
Feel done when I come in slam
Damn
I feel like the son of sam
Don't make me wreck shit hectic
Next to the chair got me goin' like General Electric
EEEN!
The lights are blinking
I'm thinking
It's all over when I go out drinking
Oh, makin' my mind slow,
That's why I don't fuck wit da big four-o
Bro', I got ta maintain
`Cause a nigga like me is goin' insane.
Simon appeared at the doorway with his eyes wide. 'I KNOW I KNOW! I CANT TURN IT OFF!' Then with great rage Ellis reared up the butt of the shotgun and crashed it down onto the control panel. Suddenly the music began to blare throughout the entire store, not just the office level they were standing in. Ellis slumped her shoulders and sighed. If the gunshots hadn't been a tell tale sign of prey, the music blasting into the dead silence of Halloween night was like a fucking neon sign.
Glass was breaking around them and the sound of feet began to tremble the floors. Simon again turned and began to run back down the hallway and Ellis followed closely behind him.
Beep, click.
The butt of her shotgun caught what she thought was the door frame but when she looked down at the electronic beeping her heart sank.
Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?
Her gun had hit what appeared to be the control panel of the store's radio system. All at once the rhythmic thumping of 'Insane by Cypress Hill' began to play loudly over the speakers in the office.
'Oh shit...shit shit.' Ellis reached down and began clicking the buttons to no avail.
To the one on the flam
Boy your temper just toss that ham
In the fryin' pan
Like spam
Feel done when I come in slam
Damn
I feel like the son of sam
Don't make me wreck shit hectic
Next to the chair got me goin' like General Electric
EEEN!
The lights are blinking
I'm thinking
It's all over when I go out drinking
Oh, makin' my mind slow,
That's why I don't fuck wit da big four-o
Bro', I got ta maintain
`Cause a nigga like me is goin' insane.
Simon appeared at the doorway with his eyes wide. 'I KNOW I KNOW! I CANT TURN IT OFF!' Then with great rage Ellis reared up the butt of the shotgun and crashed it down onto the control panel. Suddenly the music began to blare throughout the entire store, not just the office level they were standing in. Ellis slumped her shoulders and sighed. If the gunshots hadn't been a tell tale sign of prey, the music blasting into the dead silence of Halloween night was like a fucking neon sign.
Glass was breaking around them and the sound of feet began to tremble the floors. Simon again turned and began to run back down the hallway and Ellis followed closely behind him.
Simon Huntington
16 years ago
Passing the offices to his left he could see them climbing into the windows and his first instinct was to reach in and begin closing the doors. He half snorted at the idea of zombies fumbling with doorknobs until instead the doors began to buckle under the pounding of dozens of hands, wood buckling and breaking into sharp slivers of timber.
Looking over his shoulder he could see the zombies streaming into the hallway behind Ellis. Simon turned and planted his feet, aiming his shotgun directly at Ellis who stopped short and then darted into a room to her right just as Simon fired into the crowd of zombies rushing towards them.
Looking over his shoulder he could see the zombies streaming into the hallway behind Ellis. Simon turned and planted his feet, aiming his shotgun directly at Ellis who stopped short and then darted into a room to her right just as Simon fired into the crowd of zombies rushing towards them.
Ellis Duban
16 years ago
Ellis slid into the side room on her right shoulder and landed back first against the materials in what appeared to be a storage room. The clank of metal filled her ears as she raised her shotgun and began shooting at the door frame that was filling up with zombies. Pumping the 12 gauge, the room filled with smoke and the walls were sprayed with blood. Rising onto her feet quickly she nearly tripped on the stored items behind her; looking back and down she saw she had backed into metal shelves of propane containers ranging from small camp fire size to large grill tanks. She reached down and picked up a smaller container.
'HEY!' She yelled to Simon who appeared at the doorway, now using the butt of his shot gun to pummel the faces of zombies advancing forward. She held up the propane and then cocked her head behind her.
'LAST ONE OUT GETS THE LIGHTS!'
'HEY!' She yelled to Simon who appeared at the doorway, now using the butt of his shot gun to pummel the faces of zombies advancing forward. She held up the propane and then cocked her head behind her.
'LAST ONE OUT GETS THE LIGHTS!'
Amberelle DeEspionne
16 years ago
When she reached the top of the stairs the Anantya jerked to a halt as a strange voice carried up from below. It was only a few seconds before the music followed and she whispered a string of curses in several different languages, drawing her guns again. If they'd had any chance of escaping unnoticed it was long gone. Golden eyes swung around, surveying this floor for any threats. Her senses, heightened by her vampiric gifts, strained to detect movement and the Creole sniffed cautiously, searching for any rotting stench nearby. She moved quicky to the end of the landing and to the large glass windows there.
Out the somewhat grime coated windows of the third floor storage area Amby could see the Strip below them was a mass of wrecked cars burning in the dark night. Moving through their orange glow were shuffling and darting forms that could only be the infected. Even if she'd thought there was a chance that way, she knew now the roads wouldn't be clear enough to navigate as fast as they would need to avoid being overwhelmed. A soft sigh escaped her as her heart sank. Below the shattering glass, yelling and shots ringing out told her what happened even if she couldn't see.
Amberelle De'Espionne was a survivor by nature and despite her good intentions and desires all thoughts of helping her friend downstairs and the two ancients she's just left behind fled when the stairway behind her began to fill with undead, effectively cutting her off from the other vampires below. Even the insanely loud music suddenly coming from everywhere couldn't drown out the frantic pounding of her heart in her ears as she franticly looked for a way out. Shrugging the weapon laden backpack she carried over her shoulder on completely, the blonde began firing at the aproaching zombies with both of the handguns she carried. She was alternating weapons and keeping a count of her shots. Somewhere inside a part of her laughed almost hysterically at how eerily similar to an arcade game this felt as she ducked and wove her way to the far end of the hallway. Instead of stairs up to the roof like she'd hoped for what greeted her was a dead end.
Roaring with frustration she pressed against the wide windows and kept firing until first one, then the other was depleted. Each of the now useless guns fell to her feet and the hungry hoard of almost a dozen pressed faster forward, thinking her easy prey now. Reaching to her back she drew out her katana. Her mouth was clenched tightly shut, her eyes narrowed. She wouldn't let their taint infect her, she just couldn't. Outside she could see a fire escape, over to her left just a few feet. All she needed was the chance to climb out the window onto the ledge and reach it.
Out the somewhat grime coated windows of the third floor storage area Amby could see the Strip below them was a mass of wrecked cars burning in the dark night. Moving through their orange glow were shuffling and darting forms that could only be the infected. Even if she'd thought there was a chance that way, she knew now the roads wouldn't be clear enough to navigate as fast as they would need to avoid being overwhelmed. A soft sigh escaped her as her heart sank. Below the shattering glass, yelling and shots ringing out told her what happened even if she couldn't see.
Amberelle De'Espionne was a survivor by nature and despite her good intentions and desires all thoughts of helping her friend downstairs and the two ancients she's just left behind fled when the stairway behind her began to fill with undead, effectively cutting her off from the other vampires below. Even the insanely loud music suddenly coming from everywhere couldn't drown out the frantic pounding of her heart in her ears as she franticly looked for a way out. Shrugging the weapon laden backpack she carried over her shoulder on completely, the blonde began firing at the aproaching zombies with both of the handguns she carried. She was alternating weapons and keeping a count of her shots. Somewhere inside a part of her laughed almost hysterically at how eerily similar to an arcade game this felt as she ducked and wove her way to the far end of the hallway. Instead of stairs up to the roof like she'd hoped for what greeted her was a dead end.
Roaring with frustration she pressed against the wide windows and kept firing until first one, then the other was depleted. Each of the now useless guns fell to her feet and the hungry hoard of almost a dozen pressed faster forward, thinking her easy prey now. Reaching to her back she drew out her katana. Her mouth was clenched tightly shut, her eyes narrowed. She wouldn't let their taint infect her, she just couldn't. Outside she could see a fire escape, over to her left just a few feet. All she needed was the chance to climb out the window onto the ledge and reach it.
Simon Huntington
16 years ago
They were screeching over the music that was being piped in through the speakers. It was unnerving, the high pitched wails, so much so that Simon tried to shut it out by concentrating on the lyrics .
...Insane in the membrane
Plenty insane
Got no brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
Do my shit undercover
Now it's time for the blubba
Blabba
To watch that belly get fatter
Fat boy on a diet
Don't try it
I'll jack your ass like a looter in a riot...
Simon supposed it could have been worse - it could have been Britney Spears.
HEY!
Ellis voice called over to him as he used the narrow hallways to push back the zombies filtering in the building. The shotgun clicked once signaling that it was empty and he turned it over to use the butt of the gun to smash in the heads instead.
Ellis was holding up a propane cannister and behind her was a storage room filled with them. She said last one out was getting the lights and he knew exactly what she was planning. Making room for her to exit, he watched her with the corner of his eye retrieve a handful of smaller cannisters and with her other hand she managed 3 larger grill tanks. Shaking his head he wondered where Amberelle and the others disappeared to and he hoped they were making their way out of the building in the next fifteen seconds. The pending explosion suddenly reminded him of the Hillman raid and a chill ran up his spine.
'Why do you always have to blow something up?' Ellis smiled and handed him a nine millimeter as he swung the shotgun like a baseball bat. He caught her eye and she nodded at him.
A small cannister sailed through the air not above the crowd of zombies but behind them at the stairwell twenty feet back. Simon raised his gun and shot the cannister just as it reached the back wall. Smoke rose up and the force of the explosion pushed them back towards the zombies who were pushed back and flattened. Ellis got up on a knee and threw another cannister and this time used her shotgun causing the stairwell wall to buckle and fall into the alleyway.
Simon rose to his feet and grabbed the larger tank from Ellis and hurled it back towards the zombies. He looked back at the zombies who regained their footing and began their forward assault again. Handing her the butt of the gun, Simon sprinted towards the opening.
...Insane in the membrane
Plenty insane
Got no brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
Do my shit undercover
Now it's time for the blubba
Blabba
To watch that belly get fatter
Fat boy on a diet
Don't try it
I'll jack your ass like a looter in a riot...
Simon supposed it could have been worse - it could have been Britney Spears.
HEY!
Ellis voice called over to him as he used the narrow hallways to push back the zombies filtering in the building. The shotgun clicked once signaling that it was empty and he turned it over to use the butt of the gun to smash in the heads instead.
Ellis was holding up a propane cannister and behind her was a storage room filled with them. She said last one out was getting the lights and he knew exactly what she was planning. Making room for her to exit, he watched her with the corner of his eye retrieve a handful of smaller cannisters and with her other hand she managed 3 larger grill tanks. Shaking his head he wondered where Amberelle and the others disappeared to and he hoped they were making their way out of the building in the next fifteen seconds. The pending explosion suddenly reminded him of the Hillman raid and a chill ran up his spine.
'Why do you always have to blow something up?' Ellis smiled and handed him a nine millimeter as he swung the shotgun like a baseball bat. He caught her eye and she nodded at him.
A small cannister sailed through the air not above the crowd of zombies but behind them at the stairwell twenty feet back. Simon raised his gun and shot the cannister just as it reached the back wall. Smoke rose up and the force of the explosion pushed them back towards the zombies who were pushed back and flattened. Ellis got up on a knee and threw another cannister and this time used her shotgun causing the stairwell wall to buckle and fall into the alleyway.
Simon rose to his feet and grabbed the larger tank from Ellis and hurled it back towards the zombies. He looked back at the zombies who regained their footing and began their forward assault again. Handing her the butt of the gun, Simon sprinted towards the opening.