Simon pressed his ear against the ventilation system wall. Cramped up in the small space, he tried to listen for any tell tale signs of zombies on the other side of the locked door. He had to travel fifty feet or so to get passed the solid structure beams so he was fairly sure he was deep on the other side in god knows what. Again he strained to listen; his perception useless to him in the closed quarters and the concentration of zombies nearby. Still - he heard nothing below him.
Simon poked three fingers through the siding and tore back the steel, wincing at the noise. Hearing nothing in respond, Simon pulled back the material and poked his head through when it was big enough. The hallway was clear - well, clear as in no zombies, but not clear of dead bodies. Holding back the urge to vomit, Simon dropped down into the hallway quietly noticing immediately he had moved over somehow and the locked door was not in sight. He moved down the hallway, passed closed doors, returning to the hallway with the door. Finding it easily he pressed his hand up against the door closest. The panel located near it was not a mainframe one, so with strained determination, Simon opened it with his gun ready.
Nothing.
Poking his head in, his immortal eyes cut through the darkness of the room and dismissed it. He moved to the next door down and again opened it with caution. On the fourth door he found his goal - a connecting room to a computer lab with mainframe computers. He moved quickly through the connecting doorway and located a computer, logging in with his override code and opening the door between Ellis and the hallway. He haunched over the desk, trying to open any more doors that led to the security room and the access to reconfigure the lock down when the shock of Carol's voice in his head made him grab the keyboard instead.
'What?! Carol? Where are you? WHERE ARE YOU?'
It's the end of the world as we know it...and I feel fine.
The Ammo Shop inferno managed to attract half the city in its explosive wake. Rather...what was left of the city. The virus spread from one end of the city to the other, leaving its taint on not only the humans but the vampires and werewolves. Only a handful had escaped its grasped and currently they ran at a break neck speed to get to ground zero where, unbeknownst to them the cure was rapidly taking shape.
Everyone left in the city - uninfected and salivating infected turned from the smoldering fires downtown and refocused their sight on another fireball lighting up the evening sky.
Duibne Industries was on fire.
*************
To all those left in the city - this is the exit thread. The storyline will continue on and if you choose to involve yourself in the mayhem, I will happily include you.
WHAT HAS HAPPENED SO FAR:
Several members have been infected. Several had made their way towards the industrial district to Duibne Industries. Vampire, human and werewolf will set aside any differences in hopes of finding the answer to this night's terror and a vaccine/cure.
The ground floor of Duibne is now on fire, but there is a small pocket that anyone can move through to get inside DI before it is completely inundated with smoke and debris. You can go up or down - either way both areas are not completely secured or free of infected.
Plan your exit AND CURE (if infected) here.
Simon Huntington
15 years ago
Carol
15 years ago
'Huh? What?'
The Merc listened to his ear piece again and confirmed the information. 'Mr. Huntington is in the building, he's accessing the mainframe from a computer on sub level 1.'
'He's here? He's alive? Wait, wait!'
Carol shook her head and reached out. Sometimes this whole bonding thing confused her - it was always like, 'what muscle to do I flex?' when trying to contact him. She tried to relax and did her best to send a calm message.
'SIMON ARE YOU THERE?'
Yeah, that was calm.
'What?! Carol? Where are you? WHERE ARE YOU?'
'I'm here!! I'm at the production lab. Nova did it! Nova found a cure! We're coming with the delivery system. It'll cure and inoculate - well Nova's not sure about that but she's hoping it will.'
Carol waited for his response but heard nothing.
'Simon?'
Nothing.
'SIMON!!!!!!!'
'Miss Hedley.'
Carol held her hand up to silence him.
'Miss Hedley.'
'WAIT!
'There are more in the building. Someone is trying to access the mainframe but was locked out. There are at least a dozen more that just entered the facility.'
Carol looked at the Merc. 'Who's accessing the mainframe?' The Merc showed her his hand held computer and located the connection. 'Can you patch me into that connection?'
The Merc pulled his hand held back and talked into his communicator. Within a minute he handed back his hand held. 'There you go.'
Carol emptied her hands and took the hand held, typing furiously into it with a single message.
'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SYSTEM?!'
(OOC - message to Steven, feel free to talk back to Carol via your laptop.)
The Merc listened to his ear piece again and confirmed the information. 'Mr. Huntington is in the building, he's accessing the mainframe from a computer on sub level 1.'
'He's here? He's alive? Wait, wait!'
Carol shook her head and reached out. Sometimes this whole bonding thing confused her - it was always like, 'what muscle to do I flex?' when trying to contact him. She tried to relax and did her best to send a calm message.
'SIMON ARE YOU THERE?'
Yeah, that was calm.
'What?! Carol? Where are you? WHERE ARE YOU?'
'I'm here!! I'm at the production lab. Nova did it! Nova found a cure! We're coming with the delivery system. It'll cure and inoculate - well Nova's not sure about that but she's hoping it will.'
Carol waited for his response but heard nothing.
'Simon?'
Nothing.
'SIMON!!!!!!!'
'Miss Hedley.'
Carol held her hand up to silence him.
'Miss Hedley.'
'WAIT!
'There are more in the building. Someone is trying to access the mainframe but was locked out. There are at least a dozen more that just entered the facility.'
Carol looked at the Merc. 'Who's accessing the mainframe?' The Merc showed her his hand held computer and located the connection. 'Can you patch me into that connection?'
The Merc pulled his hand held back and talked into his communicator. Within a minute he handed back his hand held. 'There you go.'
Carol emptied her hands and took the hand held, typing furiously into it with a single message.
'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SYSTEM?!'
(OOC - message to Steven, feel free to talk back to Carol via your laptop.)
Steven
15 years ago
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.......
The urgent beeping of the computer caught his attention, wrenching his focus from his unknow objective to the palmtop. He checked the display, and swore.
Zombies were bearing down on Amberelle and her comrades, and they seemed to have no idea. He hit the call on his headset. "Amberelle! You've got company! Get the fuck out of there, now!!!" He ran back to the elevators, hoping to get down the cables to her. Unfortuneately, zombies near the securtiy office had other plans. He fired, blowing away zombies franticly. He had to get down there now. "Die, you bastards!!!" he screamed, firng away. His clip emptied, and Steve slung the weapon over his shoulder and drew the P90s. It was time to kick ass and take names.
More bleeping. His laptop was displaying a message. He pulled it up on the palmtop. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SYSTEM?!" displayed on his screen. He tapped the on-screen keyboard with one hand while blasting away with one of the P90s held in the other. "RADIO CHANNEL 361"He hit another key on the screen, and sent the message back, then put the computer away, and concentrated all of his mind, and both P90s, on his enemies.
The urgent beeping of the computer caught his attention, wrenching his focus from his unknow objective to the palmtop. He checked the display, and swore.
Zombies were bearing down on Amberelle and her comrades, and they seemed to have no idea. He hit the call on his headset. "Amberelle! You've got company! Get the fuck out of there, now!!!" He ran back to the elevators, hoping to get down the cables to her. Unfortuneately, zombies near the securtiy office had other plans. He fired, blowing away zombies franticly. He had to get down there now. "Die, you bastards!!!" he screamed, firng away. His clip emptied, and Steve slung the weapon over his shoulder and drew the P90s. It was time to kick ass and take names.
More bleeping. His laptop was displaying a message. He pulled it up on the palmtop. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SYSTEM?!" displayed on his screen. He tapped the on-screen keyboard with one hand while blasting away with one of the P90s held in the other. "RADIO CHANNEL 361"He hit another key on the screen, and sent the message back, then put the computer away, and concentrated all of his mind, and both P90s, on his enemies.
Fallon
15 years ago
She had become even more frantic, if that was possible, as she ran wildly through the building. Crashing through doors, into walls, furniture, was all taking a toll on Fallon's body, but whether driven by the insatiable hunger, or impervious to pain now, none of that had any effect on deterring her.
Had it not been for the random, and infrequent wafting of fresh skin and blood, she might have been pulled outside like so many others of her kind had been. But there were just enough untainted bodies still inside the building to keep her appetite and interest whetted.
At some point she found her way to some elevator doors, closed upon her arrival. Impressed with the notion that behind them she'd find her quarry, Fallon slammed against one set of doors repeatedly, until they eventually fell open, and she fell inside. Once inside her madness made it impossible for her to do anything else to direct her ride, and when the doors automatically closed again, she reversed her actions and began slamming into the other side of the doors.
Not at all an odd occurrence, when the doors reopened, Fallon fell onto the cold floor of the lobby area outside the elevator. She was back on her feet and running within seconds, having picked up a stronger smell to make her mouth water. A fleeting thought, reminiscent of her human days, congratulated her on making a wise decision. Then all rational thought was gone again, and she was on the hunt again.
Had it not been for the random, and infrequent wafting of fresh skin and blood, she might have been pulled outside like so many others of her kind had been. But there were just enough untainted bodies still inside the building to keep her appetite and interest whetted.
At some point she found her way to some elevator doors, closed upon her arrival. Impressed with the notion that behind them she'd find her quarry, Fallon slammed against one set of doors repeatedly, until they eventually fell open, and she fell inside. Once inside her madness made it impossible for her to do anything else to direct her ride, and when the doors automatically closed again, she reversed her actions and began slamming into the other side of the doors.
Not at all an odd occurrence, when the doors reopened, Fallon fell onto the cold floor of the lobby area outside the elevator. She was back on her feet and running within seconds, having picked up a stronger smell to make her mouth water. A fleeting thought, reminiscent of her human days, congratulated her on making a wise decision. Then all rational thought was gone again, and she was on the hunt again.
Carol
15 years ago
Rolling her blue eyes Carol shifted to her radio and spoke into the wireless microphone after resetting the frequency.
'This is Carol Hedley of Duibne Industries - lone runner identify yourself god damnit!' The group of Mercs with her finished packing the delivery system. The command Merc handed her a weapon and silently showed her how it worked.
The delivery system was basically an augmented semi automatic gun with an expanded capacity. The bullets were retipped with sharp injection plugs that immediately dispersed the cure into the target. It was a quick lock, load, aim and shoot wildly. The production laboratory would continue mass producing bullets and the weaponry were distributed to the remaining Mercs with a cases of more to supply uninfected along the way. It was theorized that the cure would reverse the effects but not on those who had been infected for longer than an undetermined amount of time, hence all Mercs were carrying live ammunition to kill what didn't get cured. The cure tested (albeit in a frenzied short trial) as a knock out as well as immediately curing the target. Nova had hoped it would inoculate as well, but they'd have to see about that afterwards.
If there was an afterwards.
Carol nodded to the Merc and armed herself with a live round gun and they proceeded out to the zombie infected areas to start shooting shit up but more importantly, to find Simon who had suddenly been cut off. She hoped for the best but her gut told her the worst had happened. Well, she thought, what's the worst that could happen...right?
With nervous laughter Carol exited the lab with the Mercs.
'This is Carol Hedley of Duibne Industries - lone runner identify yourself god damnit!' The group of Mercs with her finished packing the delivery system. The command Merc handed her a weapon and silently showed her how it worked.
The delivery system was basically an augmented semi automatic gun with an expanded capacity. The bullets were retipped with sharp injection plugs that immediately dispersed the cure into the target. It was a quick lock, load, aim and shoot wildly. The production laboratory would continue mass producing bullets and the weaponry were distributed to the remaining Mercs with a cases of more to supply uninfected along the way. It was theorized that the cure would reverse the effects but not on those who had been infected for longer than an undetermined amount of time, hence all Mercs were carrying live ammunition to kill what didn't get cured. The cure tested (albeit in a frenzied short trial) as a knock out as well as immediately curing the target. Nova had hoped it would inoculate as well, but they'd have to see about that afterwards.
If there was an afterwards.
Carol nodded to the Merc and armed herself with a live round gun and they proceeded out to the zombie infected areas to start shooting shit up but more importantly, to find Simon who had suddenly been cut off. She hoped for the best but her gut told her the worst had happened. Well, she thought, what's the worst that could happen...right?
With nervous laughter Carol exited the lab with the Mercs.
Steven
15 years ago
His headset buzzed. Carol Hedley, eh? A DI worker? Good. "My name is Luetienant Colonel Steven Rowland. I am a survivor of the NPD, and am here with a small squaderon of survivors, trying to save as many people as we can. Our numbers are limited, and many of us are low on ordinance." He paused long enough to beat back a large zombie that seemed interested in eating him. "I tried to acsess the central security network, but your damn backup system caught me before I could finish the uplink. All I have is the camera grid. My comrades are under heavy attack in the lower levels, and I am currently standing outside one of the security offices, trying not to become zombie fodder." He fired at more zombies. "Amberelle, do you read? Dammit, Amberelle, where the fuck are you!?"
Zombie Horde
15 years ago
The sweet smell of the clean flesh permeated through the vents to the zombies on their level. It started a frenzy throughout the building, especially with the infected vampires and werewolves who sensed the clean flesh at a heightened level and therefore caused more of a ruckus getting to them.
A group of vampire zombies broke off from the singular group pushing against the sealed walls. As if moving together as a single unit, they concentrated their effort and decimated the entry of the room and spilled out into the hallway. The scent was stronger and the moved swiftly through the hallway in a rotting blur of hunger. It wasn't long before they found the human.
A group of vampire zombies broke off from the singular group pushing against the sealed walls. As if moving together as a single unit, they concentrated their effort and decimated the entry of the room and spilled out into the hallway. The scent was stronger and the moved swiftly through the hallway in a rotting blur of hunger. It wasn't long before they found the human.
Steven
15 years ago
Fanged zombies. Wonderful. He fired, swearing when the bullets failed to stop the oncoming attack. He unlocked the door to the security room and launched himself in. There was no way out. He radioed Amberelle.
"Amberelle! I'm cut off! Zombified vampos. I need some help here!"
A single thought raged through his head: HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! HOLY...
"Amberelle! I'm cut off! Zombified vampos. I need some help here!"
A single thought raged through his head: HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! HOLY...
Amberelle DeEspionne
15 years ago
Amby looked down at the radio with some suprise as a female voice snapped over the radio. She looked around then back down at it before shrugging and pulling it off her belt. 'I don't know how she knows we're here or why she said lone, but.. ohhh... Steve!' Instantly she was concerned for the familair. The Creole kicked herself again for not dragging him along with them. But how could she have known Celeste would toss him off to the others?
The blonde looked over at the Ancient beside her and quirked an eyebrow. Carol? You know her? Think she'll be any help to us?
Before Ellis could respond Steve was yelling over the radio for her and Amberelle brought the radio up close to her mouth. Steve I hear you. We are still on sublevel 1. Ellis, Cel and I are waiting for Simon to open the doors. The vampire paused, she could hear the sounds of fighting in his voice and in the background. Biting her lip, she asked with obvious concern Where are you? What's going on.. where are those two big guys?
Waving her cousin over who had turned to look at her, Amberelle turned up the volume a notch to make sure the other two women could hear over the constant zombie racket. His next transmission twisted her guts and she looked up at Cel in alarm.
He needs help! Celeste please you have to go.. he's part of Anantya, 'Just barely, but enough luckily for him,' she added to herself. We owe him protection. It was the only way, and she knew it. None of them could reach him quickly, none but her. But convincing her cousin that a human was worth the effort would hinge solely on his affiliation with their clan.
The blonde looked over at the Ancient beside her and quirked an eyebrow. Carol? You know her? Think she'll be any help to us?
Before Ellis could respond Steve was yelling over the radio for her and Amberelle brought the radio up close to her mouth. Steve I hear you. We are still on sublevel 1. Ellis, Cel and I are waiting for Simon to open the doors. The vampire paused, she could hear the sounds of fighting in his voice and in the background. Biting her lip, she asked with obvious concern Where are you? What's going on.. where are those two big guys?
Waving her cousin over who had turned to look at her, Amberelle turned up the volume a notch to make sure the other two women could hear over the constant zombie racket. His next transmission twisted her guts and she looked up at Cel in alarm.
He needs help! Celeste please you have to go.. he's part of Anantya, 'Just barely, but enough luckily for him,' she added to herself. We owe him protection. It was the only way, and she knew it. None of them could reach him quickly, none but her. But convincing her cousin that a human was worth the effort would hinge solely on his affiliation with their clan.
Celeste
15 years ago
Cel walked down the hallway, oblivious to the increase in screams and frustrated pounding by the trapped zombies. She paused a few feet from Amberelle and looked up at the blonde incredulously. Help a human? Yes he was a familiar but, seriously? The Anantya rolled her light blue eyes and snorted.
Give it a rest Amber. I'm not leaving you alone down here with all these... things. She waved her hand behind her to encompass the zombies. Especially not for a zealot human of all things, clan property or not. Crossing her arms under her breasts she set her jaw and glared at her cousin.
Give it a rest Amber. I'm not leaving you alone down here with all these... things. She waved her hand behind her to encompass the zombies. Especially not for a zealot human of all things, clan property or not. Crossing her arms under her breasts she set her jaw and glared at her cousin.
Carol
15 years ago
'Ahhhhhh,' Carol grumbled as the Mercs made their way to the elevators where their first test of the cure. A group of zombies tore into the Mercs, infecting two of the twelve but all the zombies were taken down. The two infected Mercs were immediately shot with the cure but left in the hallway. They stayed down, knocked out by the drug.
Carol checked the hand held, Steven had locked himself into the levels security room. 'Stay where you are, I have a group of men coming your way.' She yelled over the others but clearly heard Ellis' name as well as Simon's.
'What do you mean, waiting on Simon? I lost contact with him. WHERE IS HE? ELLIS, FIND HIM!' Not one to ever bark orders to her once lover and old clan leader, Simon still meant more to her than anything else and if Ellis was there, SHE OWED HIM.
Carol and the Mercs entered the elevator and rode up to sub level 1 - as the doors opened to more zombies flooding the hallway. The Mercs pushed Carol to the back and unloaded their cure into the mob, dropping them instantly.
The commander Merc put his arm protectively over Carol, 'You can't get off here, not yet.' Carol pushed against him. 'GOD DAMNIT STAY. Ride with us and then we'll head back down. We'll find him, I swear to you.'
Carol could not hold back the tears but glared at the Merc. 'You better fucking pray we do.' Speaking back into her ear piece she yelled over to Rowland.
'Rowland we need to contact the outside and let them know we have a cure. Do you know anyone? Can you contact the military and tell them to stand down?' Carol knew - hell EVERYONE knew what was about to happen. Nachton was going to be leveled unless they got word out that the infection was contained. 'Let them know we're containing the incident. A terrorist germ warfare attack has been thwarted and not to firebomb the city. Can you do that?'
Carol checked the hand held, Steven had locked himself into the levels security room. 'Stay where you are, I have a group of men coming your way.' She yelled over the others but clearly heard Ellis' name as well as Simon's.
'What do you mean, waiting on Simon? I lost contact with him. WHERE IS HE? ELLIS, FIND HIM!' Not one to ever bark orders to her once lover and old clan leader, Simon still meant more to her than anything else and if Ellis was there, SHE OWED HIM.
Carol and the Mercs entered the elevator and rode up to sub level 1 - as the doors opened to more zombies flooding the hallway. The Mercs pushed Carol to the back and unloaded their cure into the mob, dropping them instantly.
The commander Merc put his arm protectively over Carol, 'You can't get off here, not yet.' Carol pushed against him. 'GOD DAMNIT STAY. Ride with us and then we'll head back down. We'll find him, I swear to you.'
Carol could not hold back the tears but glared at the Merc. 'You better fucking pray we do.' Speaking back into her ear piece she yelled over to Rowland.
'Rowland we need to contact the outside and let them know we have a cure. Do you know anyone? Can you contact the military and tell them to stand down?' Carol knew - hell EVERYONE knew what was about to happen. Nachton was going to be leveled unless they got word out that the infection was contained. 'Let them know we're containing the incident. A terrorist germ warfare attack has been thwarted and not to firebomb the city. Can you do that?'
Amberelle DeEspionne
15 years ago
Her jaw twitched and she glared down at her cousin. Golden eyes flared as she snapped back, Yes, for a human. A familiar. And you will do this for ME.
Ice blue eyes held her gaze and burned coldly. Why in the fuck would I?
Amberelle 's voice dropped lower, almost flat and monotone as she replied. Because of one thing. Tokyo. Her gaze stayed steady.
Celeste's eyes widened and the elder De'Espionne winced. Her eyes clouded and she looked down with a sigh. You're calling for paybacks for.. that.. now? For this guy?
Oh, you owe me a thousand times more than this and you know it. That woman, Carol, screeched over the radio again and the blonde shoved it out towards Ellis, paying it no mind as she waited for a response, the only response that could come to her demand.
Two heartbeats later, Celeste looked up at Amberelle and nodded once. Fine. Where is he? This is a fucking huge place.
Amby nodded and pulled the radio back to her and spoke. Steve what floor are you on? Any landmarks to find you?
Ice blue eyes held her gaze and burned coldly. Why in the fuck would I?
Amberelle 's voice dropped lower, almost flat and monotone as she replied. Because of one thing. Tokyo. Her gaze stayed steady.
Celeste's eyes widened and the elder De'Espionne winced. Her eyes clouded and she looked down with a sigh. You're calling for paybacks for.. that.. now? For this guy?
Oh, you owe me a thousand times more than this and you know it. That woman, Carol, screeched over the radio again and the blonde shoved it out towards Ellis, paying it no mind as she waited for a response, the only response that could come to her demand.
Two heartbeats later, Celeste looked up at Amberelle and nodded once. Fine. Where is he? This is a fucking huge place.
Amby nodded and pulled the radio back to her and spoke. Steve what floor are you on? Any landmarks to find you?
Steven
15 years ago
Steve watched the pounding door with tired eyes. This night just wouldn't end. The door of the armory was still open... He doubted there would be anything good in there though. His radio buzzed again. She wanted him to contact the military? He touched the headset, holding the mic to his mouth. "I can't get a signal out of here unless I can some sort of broadcast appuratus to work. I need an internet connection or a....." His modem! He could get a signal out with the satelite modem! He pulled his laptop from his backpack, then spoke the Carol again. "I'm gonna use an internet connection to get a message out to them." He typed, acessing the government systems yet again. He found the information he was looking for. "Ok, I got it. The CBDC is running this op, but an old friend is supervising the quarantine: Commander Shaw. I served with him in Afganistan. He'll help us. Or at least me." He worked franticly, trying to get his message to Shaw. Finally, he got a line. COMMANDER SHAW- LT COL ROWLAND IN NACHTON. TERRORIST BIO-WEAPON ATTACK. WE HAVE CURE. TELL BOMBERS TO STAND DOWN. HOLD FIRE! HOLD FIRE! God willing, the message would go through. "Message away," he said. He packed up and locked himself in the armory just as the door to the office gave way to the flood of vampire zombies. The radio buzzed yet again. Amberelle. She wanted to know where he was. "I'm on the, oh shit, where the hell am I? Fifth floor, security office. down the hall, make a right. Whole shitload of zombies up here. If this door goes, I'm a goner." He looked around. A large machine gun caught his eye. Perfect. He set it up, aiming it at the door. Sweat dripped down Steve's face, and his heart raced. Wonderful.
Ellis Duban
15 years ago
Just then the door slid open next to Ellis. Carol screeching over the radio, the human wailing about being cut off, Amberelle fighting with the other vampire - Ellis couldn't help but get caught up in the excitement - especially when Carol said she had lost contact with Simon. That exact moment Ellis ran off - her abruptness surprised even her. She owed Simon nothing - or did she? She'd have that conversation with herself later, but right then she'd look for Simon who was no where to be seen.
Quickly Ellis walked down the hallways, peering into the opened doorways. That stopped her as she turned a corner. The doors were all opened - not just the locked doorway connecting the hallway. Her perception was lit up but it was unclear from what direction, mostly all around her. Crap, she thought to herself. There were panels on the walls next to the doors; she removed her right glove and pressed her hand on it. It rejected her DNA print and for good reason. Leaving Amberelle behind to fight with her kin left her alone.
Really...really alone.
She entered the next hallway over and listened.
'Ellis?'
Simon's voice came from one of the opened rooms several doors down. With a relieved sigh she walked quietly down, peering into the first three rooms. Nothing. The fourth room revealed the connecting computer room and in the darkness she saw Simon's profile. He was rising slowly and turning toward her. Standing at the doorway she called out.
'Amberelle is contact with Carol. We need to head back, there's some trouble.' Ellis waited but Simon simply stood, his back to her now and his hands twitched and reached up toward his head.
'Hey - waiting on you.' Ellis walked into the connecting room and approached Simon. With an annoyed monotone voice she again repeated. 'Waiting on...' Simon turned just then, his hands on his face which slowly dropped back down to his side.
'....you?'
Two more shadows appeared next to Simon, but Ellis didn't wait for an introduction. With every ounce of strength, speed and agility she could muster in .2 seconds, Ellis turned and ran back to the connecting door, hitting the close button on the panel on the way out. She bounced off the other side of the hallway just as the doors closed behind her - but that didn't stop Simon and the other two shadows. Well, it barely stopped him, just not the hand that came through the steel door, reaching out for Ellis. Simon's now bloodied arm, torn by the steel door reached out to her, blood stained fingers dangling just inches from her face.
She was frozen, plastered up against the wall, trying to catch her breath from using up what stored ability she had from Rowland's blood. Ellis could not wrap her mind around what had just happened; she felt herself slide away from his hand which followed as she stepped out of reach. Her legs buckled beneath her and a sob wracked her body.
'Simon...Simon no.'
His hand disappeared back into the room and the door began to vibrate. They were trying to push the door down. Ellis reached for her gun but she let her terror and dismay freeze her fingers and it fell away. The door bowed open, far enough to catch another glimpse of Simon's frozen zombie eyes and his bloodied mouth and his fangs...Jesus...his fangs.
Quickly Ellis walked down the hallways, peering into the opened doorways. That stopped her as she turned a corner. The doors were all opened - not just the locked doorway connecting the hallway. Her perception was lit up but it was unclear from what direction, mostly all around her. Crap, she thought to herself. There were panels on the walls next to the doors; she removed her right glove and pressed her hand on it. It rejected her DNA print and for good reason. Leaving Amberelle behind to fight with her kin left her alone.
Really...really alone.
She entered the next hallway over and listened.
'Ellis?'
Simon's voice came from one of the opened rooms several doors down. With a relieved sigh she walked quietly down, peering into the first three rooms. Nothing. The fourth room revealed the connecting computer room and in the darkness she saw Simon's profile. He was rising slowly and turning toward her. Standing at the doorway she called out.
'Amberelle is contact with Carol. We need to head back, there's some trouble.' Ellis waited but Simon simply stood, his back to her now and his hands twitched and reached up toward his head.
'Hey - waiting on you.' Ellis walked into the connecting room and approached Simon. With an annoyed monotone voice she again repeated. 'Waiting on...' Simon turned just then, his hands on his face which slowly dropped back down to his side.
'....you?'
Two more shadows appeared next to Simon, but Ellis didn't wait for an introduction. With every ounce of strength, speed and agility she could muster in .2 seconds, Ellis turned and ran back to the connecting door, hitting the close button on the panel on the way out. She bounced off the other side of the hallway just as the doors closed behind her - but that didn't stop Simon and the other two shadows. Well, it barely stopped him, just not the hand that came through the steel door, reaching out for Ellis. Simon's now bloodied arm, torn by the steel door reached out to her, blood stained fingers dangling just inches from her face.
She was frozen, plastered up against the wall, trying to catch her breath from using up what stored ability she had from Rowland's blood. Ellis could not wrap her mind around what had just happened; she felt herself slide away from his hand which followed as she stepped out of reach. Her legs buckled beneath her and a sob wracked her body.
'Simon...Simon no.'
His hand disappeared back into the room and the door began to vibrate. They were trying to push the door down. Ellis reached for her gun but she let her terror and dismay freeze her fingers and it fell away. The door bowed open, far enough to catch another glimpse of Simon's frozen zombie eyes and his bloodied mouth and his fangs...Jesus...his fangs.
Brig Jameson
15 years ago
'Are you hearing this?'
Brig looked over at Hammer at the barrage of gunshots that were vibrating off the steel walls. The human had managed to find something to piss off and the rapid gunfire kept coming along with the screeching of zombies. Hammer looked back him and rolled his good eye.
'We probably shouldn't let him die.' Brig snorted. 'Think of the pergatory we'd get?' Hammer gave his cousin an uncharacteristic look of surprise. 'I mean on top of what we're already getting.' Brig touched his finger to his lips and chuckled again.
Hammer took out his shotgun and walked back toward the noise.
'You're such a hero, Hammer.'
Brig looked over at Hammer at the barrage of gunshots that were vibrating off the steel walls. The human had managed to find something to piss off and the rapid gunfire kept coming along with the screeching of zombies. Hammer looked back him and rolled his good eye.
'We probably shouldn't let him die.' Brig snorted. 'Think of the pergatory we'd get?' Hammer gave his cousin an uncharacteristic look of surprise. 'I mean on top of what we're already getting.' Brig touched his finger to his lips and chuckled again.
Hammer took out his shotgun and walked back toward the noise.
'You're such a hero, Hammer.'
Celeste
15 years ago
The vampire mentally filed away the directions Steve gave them, then turned to her cousin with a hard glare. Stay close to those two but at the first sign of trouble you run, got it? I'll be back as soon as I can. Cel turned and took a couple steps before looking back over her shoulder at Amby one last time before exhaling and shifting forms. Looking upwards, she willed herself forwards and shot up, through the ceiling and underground complex in a blur, moving as fast as she could.
It still had her reeling, having that thrown in her face. But if Amber wanted to bring it up then fine. She did owe her, and maybe just maybe there were some similarities. Her mood was even blacker now if that was possible. Damn human.
A few seconds later Cel floated around the lobby area getting her bearings before continuing on to the fifth floor. Walls blended and blurred as she zipped to and fro until she knew she'd found the right place when a large group of zombies came into view. She grimaced as she remembered these would most likely be vampires, infected. Even rogue kindred deserved better than this. And, the Anantya had a very strong hunch that they weren't going to be as easily dispatched as those in the lobby.
Standing in the hallway a few yards from the security office, Celeste solidifed. Before they had a chance to catch her scent on the air she raised her handgun and began taking headshots, walking slowly towards them. She just grinned, a tight and mirthless baring of fangs, as they turned her way and several broke from their battering of the inner door to come toward her.
What are you stupid fucks waiting on? Come and get it... she screamed out at them. Three of them raced at inhuman speed at her, and she managed to blow a neat hole right between one's eyes before the other two leapt at her with wide open mouths and curved clawed hands. They both fell through empty space and slid along the ground behind where she stood. Cel spun and resolidified, blowing off the back of one of them's head as the third turned and rushed back at her, screeching in anger. The petitte vampire just shifted etheral again as he lept and spun to solidify and neatly chop off his head before he hit the ground a second time.
Coldly looking up at the rest still trying to reach the human, she waited for the next wave.
It still had her reeling, having that thrown in her face. But if Amber wanted to bring it up then fine. She did owe her, and maybe just maybe there were some similarities. Her mood was even blacker now if that was possible. Damn human.
A few seconds later Cel floated around the lobby area getting her bearings before continuing on to the fifth floor. Walls blended and blurred as she zipped to and fro until she knew she'd found the right place when a large group of zombies came into view. She grimaced as she remembered these would most likely be vampires, infected. Even rogue kindred deserved better than this. And, the Anantya had a very strong hunch that they weren't going to be as easily dispatched as those in the lobby.
Standing in the hallway a few yards from the security office, Celeste solidifed. Before they had a chance to catch her scent on the air she raised her handgun and began taking headshots, walking slowly towards them. She just grinned, a tight and mirthless baring of fangs, as they turned her way and several broke from their battering of the inner door to come toward her.
What are you stupid fucks waiting on? Come and get it... she screamed out at them. Three of them raced at inhuman speed at her, and she managed to blow a neat hole right between one's eyes before the other two leapt at her with wide open mouths and curved clawed hands. They both fell through empty space and slid along the ground behind where she stood. Cel spun and resolidified, blowing off the back of one of them's head as the third turned and rushed back at her, screeching in anger. The petitte vampire just shifted etheral again as he lept and spun to solidify and neatly chop off his head before he hit the ground a second time.
Coldly looking up at the rest still trying to reach the human, she waited for the next wave.
Steven
15 years ago
Steve heard the gunshots just as the door to the armory gave way. He squeezed the trigger of the machine gun, but nothing happened. The damn thing was defective. He drew the P90s and fired, taking out various zombies. Between his efforts and the new arrivals, they managed to finish off the crowd. Steve walked out of the office and found the woman who had saved him down in the lobby standing there. He nodded his thanks, then unslung the M16 and reloaded it, after which he slung it back over his shoulder. He looked down the hall. "You'd better grab something from in there. There's a whole shitload of weapons and munitions, but I'd advise checking the equipment before taking it. I found a defective M2 back there," he told the short-haired woman, nodding to the armory. Strange sounds reached him. He touched his headset. "Hedley, do you read? I'm clear. Give me your location, I'm coming to you. Be advised that the armory over here is secure for the moment, but that may well change." He turned to the short-haired woman. "What's going on here?" It was crazy to assume that she knew any more than he did, but he figured he'd try. What could it hurt?
Celeste
15 years ago
It's called pulling your ass out of the fire, she drawled with obvious annoyance. Oh let's see.. Just your typical Halloween night zombie infestation. Other than that I have no fucking clue.
Looking past the human, both of Celeste's eyebrows rose as she watched several of the zombies struggling to regain their footing. Yes, of course, a gunshot wound to the head wouldn't normally kill a vampire. Slow then down, stop them for a while.. but not kill them. She sighed and growled to him as she readied her sword, Get back it's time for round two.
Weighing her options, Cel wondered if she should just incapacitate them or kill them. The woman on the radio said they had a cure. Tilting her head slightly sideways she watched one stagger to his feet and said a mental "Fuck it". They were all clanless orphans anyways, who would really care right?
Looking past the human, both of Celeste's eyebrows rose as she watched several of the zombies struggling to regain their footing. Yes, of course, a gunshot wound to the head wouldn't normally kill a vampire. Slow then down, stop them for a while.. but not kill them. She sighed and growled to him as she readied her sword, Get back it's time for round two.
Weighing her options, Cel wondered if she should just incapacitate them or kill them. The woman on the radio said they had a cure. Tilting her head slightly sideways she watched one stagger to his feet and said a mental "Fuck it". They were all clanless orphans anyways, who would really care right?
Steven
15 years ago
Rather rich of her, being annoyed, Steve though, but said nothing. After all, the woman had just saved his ass. Again. "Looks like that's two I owe you for," he said, a slight grin crossing his lips, before disappearing. He pulled his water bottle from his pack, and took a swig. He looked around, searching for anything useful. Nothing.
"Water?" he asked, offering her the bottle.
"Water?" he asked, offering her the bottle.
Ellis Duban
15 years ago
'I'm here!! I'm at the production lab. Nova did it! Nova found a cure! We're coming with the delivery system. It'll cure and inoculate - well Nova's not sure about that but she's hoping it will.'
Simon sighed with relief. Now all they had to figure out was the damage control. There was a noise out in the hallway that caught his attention. The smell of rotting flesh was still mingling with the smell of the dead bodies but nothing more than usual - no reason to panic, he wagered. Simon turned his attention back the computer and scanned the floor, clearing a path to the security room.
'Ok,' Simon mumbled out loud. 'I've cleared the path to the security room on this level, we'll be able to...' he cleared his throat and covered his nose. 'Christ the smell is overwhelming, we need to get out of here...Ellis?'
Looking back at this moment, Simon was embarrassed that he was stupid enough to let his guard down, even around Ellis. She could take her revenge on him at any moment - back turned during a virus outbreak or even on the corner - however when he turned to protect his back and face her, once again wiping at his nose, he had zero time to react to the bared fangs of two zombie vampires lunging at him.
Simon sighed with relief. Now all they had to figure out was the damage control. There was a noise out in the hallway that caught his attention. The smell of rotting flesh was still mingling with the smell of the dead bodies but nothing more than usual - no reason to panic, he wagered. Simon turned his attention back the computer and scanned the floor, clearing a path to the security room.
'Ok,' Simon mumbled out loud. 'I've cleared the path to the security room on this level, we'll be able to...' he cleared his throat and covered his nose. 'Christ the smell is overwhelming, we need to get out of here...Ellis?'
Looking back at this moment, Simon was embarrassed that he was stupid enough to let his guard down, even around Ellis. She could take her revenge on him at any moment - back turned during a virus outbreak or even on the corner - however when he turned to protect his back and face her, once again wiping at his nose, he had zero time to react to the bared fangs of two zombie vampires lunging at him.