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[Paladin58]

Titus sat up in the back of the truck, nursing his shoulder, only to see one large infected creature - or was it infected? It looked nothing like a person infected with a highly malevolent form of rabies, and he wasn't sure, but it looked like it was in control of the uncountable horde. He watched the shamblers and sprinters make way for it - he knew now, that this was their leader. Right until one materialized from the crowd and suckerpunched it, right in the jaw.

"He's out there! It's him! *urk*," said Titus, having trouble keeping his shoulder immobilized through the fleshy road bumps between the convoy and getting out alive.

Why he hell did it just uppercut its own kind? Has it turned coat, and gone 'neutral', if there is such a thing in this case?

[some_weirdGuy]

"Did i just see what i think i saw!?" exclaimed kelvin, it appeared that a battle was beginning between two large infected, one the monstrous screamer, the other also large... and familiar...

"hey wait! is that the one from before!? the one from town? kelvin wasn't sure what to make of it, "what the heck is going on? scratch that, i don't care, for all we know they could be fighting over who gets to eat us first, lets just get out of here!" Kelvin fired its the crowd who had slowed noticeable at this new development...

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

The Screamer roared, and the world felt his fury. Leaves shook from trees, rabbit warrens caved in and sprinters were pushed to their knees in agony. The very earth shook with the thunderous noise. Alpha blinked.
Incensed, the Screamer lunged forward, its speed belying its vast bulk. Its left arms outstretched,the Screamer grabbed at Alpha, pulling back the rights for two enormous blows. But Alpha too had leapt forward, straight into the monster's grasp. Lading feet first on the Screamers chest, Alpha landed punch after vicious punch on its bulging torso and face.
But the Screamer tolerated him for only so long, and quickly recovered from the sudden attack. It sent its right arms snapping forwards, and the resultant impact threw Alpha to the floor meters from him. The Screamer advanced, a sadistic grin dominating its twisted features. His enemy lay motionless on the ground, eyes unmoving.
The Screamer reached him, and poised to deliver the killing blow. It's hand quivered in anticipation, exultation at the coming sacrifice. Why his brethren had attacked he did not care, from where he did not know. But he was sure of where he would soon be...Alpha's eyes snapped open. The monstrous descended in a rapid arc, ready to pulverise his skull. Alpha rolled forwards, and exploded upwards into the Screamers stomach, pushing him back. It was at this moment, with the two creatures both tensed and ready to spring, that Gary could see how impossible this contest truly was. The Screamer, it's four monstrous arms extended, seemed almost to blanket Alpha's vast bulk, making him seem insignificant, a mere trifle. Yet Alpha would fight to his last breath - Gary knew this with a terrible certainty. There was no give in the man, there never had been.
Alpha sprang first, cannoning up into the terrible creation before him, arm recoiled, striking-
But Gary had no time to watch what followed. Accelerating to a sprint, he forced his way through the mass, killing when he had to. He could see the trucks over the swell of heads. The crowd surged onwards, bearing him forward, but still not as fast as he would have liked. Gary ducked as a .50 cal round flew overhead, spraying him in a shower of gore. The gun moved on and he continued. So close now...he was having to avoid bullets and flying limbs...then, finally he was close enough. He steeled himself internally. This was gonna be one hell of a reunion.
Suddenly, Gary was at the frontline; he could see the faces behind the weapons. Some set-hard, others terrified. A few Gary recognised, but most were new to him. He fell quickly to the ground and sprinted up, parallel to the trucks. He was bent low to avoid the bullets tearing the skies inches above him. Dashing through a sudden explosion of viscera, he reached the front of a big SUV, and spotted who he needed. Grabbing the wing mirror, he pulled himself up and used his momentum to swing round onto the bonnet of the vehicle. Sliding across it, he stopped himself at the other side, and looked up panting. Titus and Darkman stared back at him, open-mouthed.
Gary leaned his head in the window.
"Hey guys! Long story, don't ask. Listen, you gotta keep going, right? Get the hell outta here, right now! If he gets you, you're fucked. Trust me on this. I'll see you again."
With that, he leapt back into the horde and began to hack a path to the fight-scene. He had been forced to abandon his friends once before, and did not relish doing it a second time. But needs must. Gary's face hardened. What was done was done.

[Paladin58]

Titus sat there, with a dumbfounded look on his face. It was almost as if he had seen a friend rise from the grave - which he believed he did. "B-but... Gary was killed... By that thing... out there! That damn thing! It has to die!"

At this point, it seemed that Titus had gone off his rocker. For his hard exterior, all the bloodshed and gore had finally penetrated his psyche, and seeped like poison into his mind. Seeing Gary had been the base for the acidic mixture in his mind, and now he had turned into a science fair volcano...

"IT MUST DIE! DIE!" he yelled as he opened the back window, and pointed his shotgun out. He unloaded in the direction of the Screamer and Alpha, not hitting anywhere near them, but happening to take out some sprinters that were trying to gum up the wheelwell with their carcasses. After he unloaded all the shells, and the trigger clicked after a few extra pulls, he drug his arm, now numb from the concussion of the shotgun going off, back through the window, and closed it. He panted for a moment, looking down in his lap, and he tilted his head back and sighed. "Well, I really needed to let that out..." he gasped. He slumped back in his seat. The poison had met its anti-venom, for now.

(OOC: Letting some bloodlust out there. I think he needed to snap a little, to let out some of the tension in his mind.)

[some_weirdGuy]

"What the heck is going on?.. first they are fighting each other, and now their talking to you!?" Kelvin was so confused, but it seemed that the dead had some rebellion in their ranks
Kelvin's confusion was so much, that he could alsmost forget the seething mass of infected, and their terrible leader... almost
"who exactly was that?"

[Copaman]

"Does it really matter right now?" Ryn screamed up to the SUV above the din of the gunfire. "I'll explain to you later, tell them I have a place we can go to for a bit. I'll navigate."

[some_weirdGuy]

"yeah, you're right", kelvin then spoke over the radio to everyone, telling them to follow...

[Copaman]

((Can we time-jump to skip the whole "we're driving and all i see is a landmark and then we turn and i see a mass of shit and we shoot them" posting series and just get to the "we arrive at the store, which is swamped. after massacring the horde, a man opens up the door..." post?))

[southsidediablo]

(OOC: Might aswell, since I haven't really had anything to put in other then "John drove, and drove, and more drive- Oh look! A tree! and driving""

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

((Hold on a minute, I haven't finished the fight scene yet! OK, OK, I'll do it now...*is doing it*))

The two monstrous creatures collided with a colossal slam. What followed was so fast that no-one present could have followed it, not even the creatures themselves. They rolled and slid, punched, kicked and bit, thrashed, flailed and mauled each other's rotting bodies into a horrendous state. Gore sprayed all around, bloodied chunks of flesh flying out to the watching masses.
Eventually, the pair pulled apart, panting. Both were beaten almost beyond recognition, leaking fluids into growing puddles beneath them. They eyes each other, circling. Alpha flinched as his arm twinged unexpectedly, and the Screamer needed no more prompting. Issuing a terrifying yell, it threw itself forwards in a flurry of striking limbs. Forced to the ground, Alpha fended blow after blow, raining down upon his defences.
His arms moved constantly, up, down, left and right, spinning and blocking, evading blows. He took step after step backwards, the crowds parting before him. The Screamer kept up a continuous rain of blows; Alpha would have found it impossible to counter-attack even if he'd had his wits about him. But the palpable wave of hatred emanating from the Screamer made it difficult to focus on anything at all.
Alpha was breaking. His defences held, but his ruined body would not. He found it strangely fascinating that the Screamer would kill him not through skill, but simply by bludgeoning Alpha's arms away. The decayed flesh flew away, exposing the bone. The Screamer loosed an exultant howl, pulling back its massive arms for the final blow. The fists of fury descended. Alpha's arm shattered.
The Screamer loomed above him. Finally, its prey was before it. It recognised the significance of this moment, knew that it had won. Grinning, it prepared to release Alpha from his undeath...
The Being hit the Screamer full force, sending him flying through the air. The creature of shining light charged after it, forcing the Screamer away. On the psychic plane, its presence was terrible and great, blinding all other things. The Screamer screamed, but it was not in anger. This was a scream of fear, of pain. Emotions it knew it could not feel, yet were so strong within it. Without warning, the Being exploded in a shimmering corona of radiance, bowling the Screamer from its feet and whistling an ethereal howl.

Alpha climbed shakily to his feet, and frowned. 'What the fuck was that?!' he thought to himself.
"Buggered if I know, but it sure saved your ass." Alpha looked down to see Gary beside him, looking rather exhausted.
'Oh, and where were you then?! Fat lot of good you were in that fight! Look at my arm!'
"Yeah...well, the trucks are away at least."
Alpha grunted. Then he paused, and looked up.
Gary looked up at him, puzzled. "What?"
Alpha considered the question. 'Gary?'
"Yeah?"
'Why are the infected bowing to you?'
Gary looked down, and span around. All about them, the undead were on their knees, moaning pitiably and shuffling away from him.
"O...K...that's new..."
'Let me be the first to say. What in the name of everything unholy in the whole fuckin' world is going on?'



((OOC: *has done it* Right y'are then, post away.))

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 31 March 2008 - 09:01 PM.

[Pastinator]

The bright light behind Jamie lit up the SUV like the front cover of a F.E.A.R. expansion, the requisite background explosion being the almost nucleic light, the moody foreground piece being his car swerving to avoid large clumps of undead. Although the popping of skulls helped release is anger, it also helped remove some of the car's momentum, and so helped the undead towards lunch, which was something he wanted to avoid. Fiddling with the army SUV dashboard he found the radio channel the group was on, 66.6 Hz and contacted the group.
"Hey guys, where are we off to over?"

(OOC: I suggest, with FZMs or darkskull's permission, with have one more post, answering the direction, then FZM do an introductory post, and any debate over destination appears in OOC chat.))

[Copaman]

((I'd be for it. Besides, we can time jump and just start the next chapter at "we arrive at ryns store"))

((FZEDIT: Probably gonna go ahead with this in the very near future. See OOC.))

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 03 April 2008 - 06:10 PM.