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"Sam!" shouted Xero rushing to Sam.

"Are you ok?" he asked holding out his hand.

 

(BTW a heads up the adrinaline pumped into Xero's system causes uncontrollable rage a little flaw i came up with when i designed the suit dont worry im not gonna let him try to kill your character, i'm pretty much by-the-book when it come to the rules)

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Sam breathed a few more seconds, then he sat up.

"You know? I'm relatively not good. The little bugger nearly got me." Sam said. He tried standing up, only to find his lower extremities had something against it. Sam rolled over and pushed up, slowly geting off the ground.

"Ok, now I'm gonna call Vlad."

Sam pulled out his cell and dialed Vlads number.

Ring-Ring...

Ring-Ring...

Ring-Ring...

--Jaden--

Jaden looked at the readings the pilots was telling them.

"So Attrianna crashed, but not in Russia or the siberia area, she did it in Japan? Dammit! Land somewhere close but friendly and fuel us up. We need Attrianna's help!" Jaden ordered.

The pilot nodded and spoke into his headset, requesting permission to land somewhere.

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"You and this Vlad guy seem to be pretty close...I wouldn't know...never really had any friends before...the only person who truely liked me enough to be around me was my girlfriend and...well...i think you get it..." said Xero closing his helm up to hide the tears from Sam's view.

 

Zalden...I know you can hear my thoughts...so hear this: the next time we meet...you die!

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Sam looked at Xero.

Zalden...I know you can hear my thoughts...so hear this: the next time we meet...you die!

"Hmm, interesting. No me and Vlad aren't 'close'. We're simply comrades at arms, we have a common goal and are in the same place at the same time." Sam explained. He didn't want to admit that he and Vlad had something closer to brotherhood than forced companionship.

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A loud high pitch screech echos from the forest. Xero turns around engaging his infered scanners.

 

"Sam...do you know what that was?" asked Xero scanning the forest.

 

A shadowed figure jumps from one tree to another. Small and quick with tenticles sprouting from its back. Using its tenticles to move it scurries through the snow. Soon more like it begin to emerge from under the snow and, like the first one, scurry around.

 

They havent seen Sam or Xero yet.

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Ring-ring...

Ring-ring...

"No I don't know what that is..."

Ring-ring...

Ring-rin-

"Hello."

"Vlad this is-"

"You've reacehd Vlad Rosokosovsky, please leave your name, number-"

Sam hung up.

"Sheissa! That is so... Grrrrrrr." Sam said, holding back a torrent of swear words.

"Ok, lets get out of here." Sam stood up, staggered a little, and went to the driver side, getting in and starting the jeep back up.

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Smith cautiously peaked out the door, seeing that it was clear he inched forward before running towards the chutes he'd seen earlier. He was almost there when one of the 'things' he'd seen in Siberia jumped out of a suspiciously convenient alleyway. Fumbling for his gun, Smith found his Colt and fired off all 7 .45 caliber rounds into the thing's head, a perfect pattern in any academy. Nothing.

 

The damned thing didn't even slow down.

 

Throwing the pistol at the thing Smith found his Uzi and fired off all the rounds he could into the thing, keeping moving backwards at the same time, needless to say, the thing didn't stop.

 

"Dammit." He muttered, grabbing an HE grenade out of his tactical vest's pocket. He grabbed the nade and pulled the pin, starting a mental countdown in his head as he threw it at the zombie.

 

This one was smarter than most, and kicked it away, underneath a car.

 

Without any guns on him, Smith did the only thing he could, he drew his knife.

 

Jumping towards the thing he embedded the knife in the monster's back, only to be batted off as if he were a fly.

 

Crashing into the wall, Smith stared uncomprehendingly at the monstrosity raging towards him until it was almost too close.

 

Moving out of the way enough, he retrieved his knife from it's back and, this time, moved to slit it's throat. The diseased flesh split easily, giving Smith an idea.

 

He reached for his last nade, and pulled it's pin.

 

Charging the monster as fast he could, Smith embedded the grenade in it's throat, only to be thrown away. Wincing as he hit the concrete -Smith was sure he'd broken a few bones at that point- he watched in morbid fascination as the monster met it's end.

 

Suddenly caught by a coughing fit, Smith coughed out blood onto the pavement. He tried to stand up, but soon crumpled, his legs unable to support his weight at all.

 

Looking around, he could see the black creeping in around his vision. He found, approximetely where Atrianna's house was and started moving his way towards it, every merc had a safehouse, even corporate goons like him. And it would be a damned shame for it to go to waste.

 

Dragging himself towards her house on bloody fingers Smith was caught by a sudden thought. Couldn't it have just been an engine cowling or something easy?

 

His vision was almost covered in black by the time he dragged himself to Atrianna's door. Sitting himself on the wall next to it, wincing at the blood stained path he'd made, Smith took out a leather bound notebook and managed to scribble a quick note on an open page.

 

18664 Walnut Grove Lane, Lake City, Minnesota. Key in top pocket

 

Hopefully Atrianna would understand the message...

 

....hopefully Atrianna would understand the.....

 

....Atrianna would understand....

 

"God, I'm so sorry." He managed to say around his bloody lips. "God, I'm... so sorry."

 

((There, much more dramatic and worth of the story epic this promised to be. As for the safe house? Have fun with it, god only knows what's in there. Sorry about the mess on my way out. I'm sorry I'm leaving, but I can't get back into the story from an RP'ing perspective any more. :( Nothing personal, god knows I enjoy RP'ing with all of you!))

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Vlad was not responding to Aiden's question, and coinciding with this silence was a strange ripple of some sort of emotion that sent a chill down Aiden's spine. Brushing the thought aside, he took Vlad's hand and shook it, regaining the man's attention.

 

"I take it you don't know where the new zombies are coming from, do you?" Aiden asked.

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(thanks, that does make it a bit more interesting than a simple car explosion.)

Sam turned the jeep around and headed back for the city he entered Russia in. After a few hours of driving and small talk, Sam got out of the jeep.

"Listen, Xero, I have to go talk to my friends in Japan. Your welcome to come along if you wish, but if not, well, its been nice knowing you. I'll leave you the jeep, and the guns. go crazy."

Sam slapped the hood and walked into the airport, only to have a brute bust through the door and smash Sam into the car.

He coughed up blood and pulled out his Desert Eagle. *Click*

He had forgot to reload after the Thasher in the middle of the road. As the brute charged, Sam pulled the pin on a White phosphorous grenade and took a jump. Landing on the surprised brutes chest, Sam shoved the grenade into its mouth, a sense of deja vu hitting him.

Jumping off, He watched as the brute was burned from the inside out, a small funeral pyre for the dead.

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"Sam..."

 

He grabs a few guns out of the truck along with ammunition and holsters and straps himself like a firing squad.

 

"....I'm coming with you..." he said tighing up the last gun that he could possibly carry to his leg.

 

"There's no more reason for me to stay here....my girlfriend is dead along with her entire family...and...i need to get away from my brother for now."

 

"Seeing those creatures in the woods made me see how bad things actually are...they were babies once...infints mutated into monsters and i wanna help put a stop to this...once and for all. I won't abandon you...i'll fight to the death. I'm no coward." he finished with a military salute as if addressing his commanding officer.

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Xero stood at ease and scratched the back of his head.

 

"Um..." said Xero unsure of what to say.

 

"Sir..." said AIRA after a while, "I have a detailed mapping of how to fly any vehicle that you attempt to opperate."

 

"Is there anything you dont have?" ask Xero with sarcasim cracking in his voice.

 

"The kitchen sink." she replied.

 

"Dont be sarcastic with me." he mumbled.

 

"Well Sam you have your answer. I could barely operate the can-openner at home let alone an airplane." said Xero to Sam.

 

And he walked along side Sam toward the terminal.

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Sam smiled and went throught eh security station, avoiding the metal detectors.

He found his way to a small plane docked to the airport. He stopped and listened. The place was silent. Considering that a brute had just broken through the airport, there seemed to be no infection.

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"Hhmm...despite the brute that just came through here there seems to be no signs of infection. Is it possible that it could be a recent mutation of an airport employee...a pilot maybe?" said Xero retracting his helmet.

 

He walked around the plane inspecting it for any henderence of its normal functions. He looked at Sam from the otherside of the plane, his green eyes glowed in the dark as they had always had since he could remember.

 

"Eyeshine." his father called it, "Like an animals eyes."

 

It was a dominant gene Xero got from his mothers side.

 

His brother had them too, his were reddish.

 

"How long do you think it will take for us to get there, Sam?" asked Xero.

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