Gta Vice city:Undead

[Ziggy455]

Chapter 8

A higher level to a lower hell

 

Darkness was around me once again; my mind had grown accustomed to it and the smell of dark dank blood that filled my nose. I could feel heat all around me and before i could look around any further i heard the screams.

 

"DIE!" My mother's voice yelled.

 

I snapped awake and look around, The Jeep had crashed in to the slum house and the engine was billowing smoke, I looked around for my weapons but as i leaned down my leg burned as it did before-My Body was becoming like a ragdoll and I didn't know how much more pain I could bare.

 

I strained tears of pain as I looked down for a weapon; I noticed my good old lucky colt 45. As I reached for it the seatbelt pinned me down and since the button was crushed behind a chair that had flow forward I had no way of getting out, I noticed something shining by me and as I looked further I noticed a combat knife. I grabbed it quickly trying to ignore the pain in my leg as i slit the belt and grabbed the colt.

 

The car had been damaged upon repair and by now it was billowing fire, I pushed my door which immediately fell off its hinges and pulled myself out of the jeep, The smoke was stinging my eyes and as i looked up at the smoke filled sky i forgot the one problem of why I was here.

 

I looked up and I noticed a figure standing on the car, it was Phil! His cargo shorts and vest had been torn up and his body had lost its color, His other arm was missing. He quickly pounced for me but i moved out of the way just as he hit the floor.

 

"Oh crap son" He said as he rolled over.

 

"Sorry Phil" I said as i looked away and pointed the gun at his head, I closed my eyes and fired the gun quickly I’d had shot him right in his left eye and a thick pool of blood was slowly beginning to flood out.

 

I turned around with my gun pointed as I heard numerous screams and screeches begin to get closer, I immediately ran onto the now on fire car and grabbed onto the slum houses roof. I Looked around and noticed the old Haitian factory near the other end of rooftops; It was looked old and smoke was billowing from it.

 

I Slowly crept over a few rooftops and passed patrolling zombies as i came closer to the camp, My searing pain was subsiding once again as i continued on further. I could smell the smoke of destroyed buildings and charred corpses as i walked past other memorials of pain and horror.

 

I slowly came to an edge which overlooked the old Haitian factory, I looked down and noticed a few Shads and machinery aswell as a few placed turrets, and I hid down as I watched 2 people walked out of a tent. One was wearing a sort of modified hazmat suit and the other was wearing a sort of dark blue security uniform, I edged closer as the 2 began to speak.

 

"What is the estimated time for eradication?" Asked the hazmat

 

"We cannot tell how many are left alive sir" said the drone nervously

 

"I DON'T WANT EXCUSES I WANT ANSWERS!" the hazmat yelled hatefully.

 

The 2 continued walking in towards the reconstructed factory as I jumped off the edge and behind a small shad. I could hear a few random conversations being spoken but as I looked around further i faded them out. I slid into a small gap and hid behind some sandbags as 2 drones walked by, i quickly looked back up and kept moving quietly until i was outside the tent; I pulled out the knife and slit a gateway in. I slowly crept in and looked around, Maps of vice city were everywhere and computers and radars were decorated all around, a large 3d model of vice city was on a table in the middle. I walked over and noticed a folder with the words FOR AUTHORISED PERSONNEL ONLY! Project Hammer Down

 

I opened the folder and pictures of vice city and different missiles, I kept flicking through and found a letter, I pulled it out and began to read:

 

Dear Mr.X

 

The One has been found who we have been keeping tabs on, He took some time to persuade to join the project but he was doing fine with the final band of survivors left, There was a slight setback as he is now potentially D.O.A, We have had reports of him in the area but there is no evidential proof. We received Intel of the crash but no info has been sent to the HQ in Liberty.

 

Eradication of the final survivors is crucial to this project; we need to ensure that the infection does not spread to any other cities and that the project goes completely controlled. I will remain in contact until my arrival.

 

Yours sincerely Mr. Monroe

 

"Freeze!" said a voice in anger behind me...

 

The story is starting to get into the main plot and the next chapter will be up soon-keep the tips coming guys!

Edited November 21, 2008 by Ziggy455

[Omnia sunt Communia]

I hate to bump an old topic, but I was just wondering if Ziggy had any plans of continuing this piece. There's not nearly enough zombie stories around here! And I'd love to read more.

[Ziggy455]

Yeah of course i'm continuing this story, It gets bumped alot because it doesn't recieve much feedback except from a select few

 

But i'll keep it updated ASAP i get busy but i'll try and get up the next chapter,How do you think it is so far?

[Omnia sunt Communia]

I think I've read up to about Chapter Five, I can't recall how far I've got exactly. I'll have to start right from the beginning though. It's been a while since you updated this last.

 

I designed this for you out of total boredom, hope you like it:

 

 

 

 

[img=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/Angel_Gabriel/VCUNDEAD.jpg]

 

[Ziggy455]

Jacky, You realise no matter how straight i am i would f*ck you for this right?

 

ITS f*ckIN' AMAZING! haha!

[Rhoda]

If you want to kick start this again, you can start another topic if you wish and I'll lock this one for you. May help you become more organized after this bump, and may help you become more creative.

[Omnia sunt Communia]

Glad you like it Ziggy. Now get back to writing this damn thing before I shoot you in the head!

[Ziggy455]

 

Glad you like it Ziggy. Now get back to writing this damn thing before I shoot you in the head!

Damnit it is too big! What do i do to fix this? and put a link for this story onto it?

Chapter 9 ASAP

[Oxidizer]

This is a unique and good concept for a GTA fanfic. I can't believe I hadn't left you any feedback sooner.

 

Sweet job, mate.

[Omnia sunt Communia]

[img=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/Angel_Gabriel/VCUNDEAD.jpg]

 

[Rhoda]

Too link a signature to your story, you'll need this piece of code:

 

 

[/img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/Angel_Gabriel/VCUNDEAD.jpg[/img]

 

 

Unfortunately, the image is too big to wear as a signature, but I'm sure Jacky Fiend can solve that if you ask him nicely.

[Ziggy455]

This is a unique and good concept for a GTA fanfic. I can't believe I hadn't left you any feedback sooner.

 

Sweet job, mate.

Yeah i've learnt to like it teehee and since jacky had done this i might as well finish it, Plus i'm thinking of doing a breakoff of this story like mini storys around vice city. Something like

 

Gta Vice City: Undead Chronicles Or something just to keep this fanfic bigger.

[Ziggy455]

If you want to kick start this again, you can start another topic if you wish and I'll lock this one for you. May help you become more organized after this bump, and may help you become more creative.

No it's alright i have just been really busy lately so i haven't had a chance to update it, I might add a chapter directory when i get over the 10 mark.

 

 

I might add a music theme to it aswell.

[Ziggy455]

Chapter 9

He is not a Bitch no more

 

I threw my Arms into the air, dropping the Folder to the floor. I heard the hammers of the guns lock as sweat dripped from my brow, being caught by surprise had given me a shock.

 

"Turn around slowly" The voice said.

 

With my Arms still raised high i turned to face whoever the hell was pointing a gun to me, I turned fully and the man i had eyed before was facing me. He was a middle aged man, wearing a large hazmat suit.

He pointed his gun further towards me and began to talk.

 

"How did you get in here?" He asked with a gruntful tone, I could tell if i answered wrong my brains would be wallpaper.

 

"I'm Dek, I'm a survivor" I replied quickly.

 

"Well then, DEK. You should of never came here" He said with a playful tone.

 

2 drones walked in the tent and stood side by side to the man in the Hazmat suit, He nodded and one came closer to me, Immediately a drone’s gun came smashing into my face, Darkness returned once more.

 

"Get him out of here" I heard the hazmat echoe.

 

I heard my breathing and a gunshot echoed in my ears, I opened my eyes and white light surrounded me, the man in the hazmat suit was walking away into the light, Echoes were everywhere...

 

"Take him to the detainment block" His voice echoed"Let him rot there with the bitch" He added, The white light became brighter and darkness swarmed in back to its usual state.

 

Darkness...

 

I heard the sound of distant dripping, my eyes were growing too accustom to the dark. I opened my eyes and I was slumped onto a wall with a ventilation fan with light streaming through it above me. I squinted them to try and make out shadowed figures; Pain was coursing through me like blood. My body had become at one with it.

 

"Is anybody there?" I yelled out breathing heavily, The sound of the dripping fading away.

 

"So you're awake" An old voice replied.

 

"Who is that?" I asked, I looked over and I could see somebody in the corner, His body was visible but his face was cloaked in darkness.

 

"Come forward!" I yelled.

 

He moved his face out from the shadows and i could see it clearly, He was an old man with a large grey beard, His face had many wrinkles and his pupils were large and black. He smiled and waved before going back to his original position.

 

"How long was i out?" I asked with a more curious tone.

 

"A few hours" He replied.

 

"So what is your name?" i asked quickly.

 

"Names truth" He replied with a chuckle.

 

I remembered the name, When I was living back in Santos i would listen to the WCTR broadcasts and I’d hear someone called the area 53 broadcast countless times spouting off weird stuff, Could this of been him?

 

"The truth?" I asked surprised.

 

"Yep, One and only." He replied with a sigh of relief.

 

"Well Truth can you tell me why me and you are locked up in this sh*thole?" i asked proudly.

 

"Yeah...You pissed off Monroe" He said with a tone of despair.

 

"Monroe?" I asked curiously

 

"Yeah, The big man. The one whos gonna blow this sh*thole up!" He said with a surprised tone.

 

It wasn't a surprise that People were planning to blow this place up, It had been tried before but eventually they gave up.

 

"Oh and kid, This time it will work" He said looking away

 

"sh*t,you heard about the first time" I replied

 

"Pretty much kid, don’t work yourself up about it" He replied calmly as he lit up his roll and began to smoke it.

 

"We have to stop it then don't we?" i asked dumbly.

 

"You can...I'm stayin' right here!" He said bleakly.

 

Angered started to boil up inside me, I felt pissed that he had given up so easily.

 

"Well you know what have fun giving up, I guess it will be all you're good for" i said cruelly.

 

He just looked away.

 

"I miss the weed" He whispered, I heard him and ignored it.

 

"How do I get out of here?" I asked quickly.

 

"Kid Just give it up...That’s what I did and I’ve done right by it" He said before taking another puff of his joint.

 

"Well i don't know, I'm just monroes bitch now" He replied.

 

I didn't understand what he meant but i shrugged it off and just as i began to talk I started to hear noises. I heard Echoes in the distance but soon they started to get closer until they were outside the door opposite me, immediately the door burst open and 2 drones walked in.

 

"He he beatin boys,Monroe says that he has no more use for you, You lil bitch, Lets go" They said chuckling to themselves, One of them shone a torch into truths face but he covered his face.

 

"Truth what the hell did they do to you?" I asked shocked.

 

The truth stared at me and dropped his joint, It lay on the floor with a small line of smoke coming from it, A drone picked him up and slapped some chains onto his hands,The other one did the same to me. They both stunk of sh*t. We were both pushed out of the room and into a long dark hallway full of pipes. The smell of sh*t was everywhere.

 

We were pushed the whole time until we were pushed out onto a roof overlooking half of the Dead City of Vice. A drone pushed Truth onto the floor; the other drone pushed me over and walked over to truth,I knew what they were going to do.

 

"Monroe says we can have a little fun with you guys, you pieces of sh*t get ready for an ass kickin'!" The drone toyed as he kicked truth in the ribs.

 

I felt anger and rage as the drones mercilessly beat into truth, I struggled to break off my handcuffs as they kicked and punched him harder. One of the drones picked up truth and held him while the other began to pound into his stomach with his fists. Blood was starting to pour down the old mans face but no emotion was visible.

 

"Take it bitch" The other drone yelled with anger in his voice.

 

I had to help, somehow. I started to pull my hands apart to break the handcuffs, the men beat into truth harder. Until blood poured from his face and body.

 

"Truth, don’t take this from them! Fight back!" I yelled, the man drilled harder into truth.

 

“Shut up! Truth does as he is told” The assaulting drone said before kicking my in the head, my world swirled harder and harder.

 

"Truth! Don’t give up! F*ckin' Fight back!" I screamed.

 

The truth looked up and gritted his teeth in anger; He immediately stood up and smacked his arms into one of the drones faces, the drone dropped to the floor holding his nose. The other one turned around surprised and as he did I tripped him up, knocking him over. Truth turned to the drone holding his nose and began to kick him in his head until it was clear that he was unconscious.

 

I grabbed the other drones head and wrapped my cuffs around his neck, I held on tight as his throat clenched up and he began to gurgle, He stopped moving and I picked myself up. Truth was already next to me with his handcuffs removed, He handed me the key and I unlocked mine quickly. I searched the now blue in the face drone and grabbed a colt 45.

 

"Well I guess I have a reason to fight now..." The truth nodded.

 

"Let's get out of here" I replied.

 

We both ran off back into the building we came from leaving both of the bodies for the crows...

 

 

Sorry for no zombie action but this is kind of getting into the main plot now and there will be plenty of action coming

 

please comment and i hope you like:)

Edited January 12, 2009 by Ziggy455

[Omnia sunt Communia]

I love it! I just read through Chapters 6-9 in one sitting, and I must say the story is really shaping up into something great. The inclusion of [spoilers]intelligent zombies[/spoilers] is something I usually frown upon in zombie stories, but it worked well in this setting.

 

You're quite the wordsmith when it comes to dialogue. I know that's something most people falter on, but you seem to have it pretty much down. One thing I have noticed, while reading though, is that sometimes your dialogue can be quite long. That makes it harder to digest.

 

For example:

 

 

"Take him to the detainment block...Let him Rot there...With the old bitch"The Hazmat's voice echoed, The white light became brighter and darkness swarmed in back to its usual state.

 

To me, that's just too long. Try injecting it with some sentence fragments to break-up the speech:

 

 

"Take him to the detainment block," The Hazmat grinned, "Let him Rot there, with the old bitch," The Hazmat's voice echoed. The white light became brighter and darkness swarmed in back to its usual state.

 

See how adding a little bit of punctuation and a few more words, helps the sentence flow a lot smoother. A prime example of where you may want to put this into affect is Phil's speech a few chapters back. That was literally a wall of speech and was very hard to follow.

 

The only other things I noticed where you hesitancy to capitalize every I. Remember, if I is on it's own, then it always needs to be a capital letter. Try working on your description as well. Inject your story with some adjectives, adverbs and whatever else you need to really make your story pop!

 

[The Classics]

This story is pretty good so far. You really improved from the beginning. This story would be perfect for a GTA VC Mod. Are you going to continue the story ?

[Playstation_Loyalist]

Nice, dude. This story just needs a bit more of tweaking especially on your grammar. Otherwise, the story is thrilling! Expecting more, writer.

[Ziggy455]

@The Classics Thanks man, the GTA: Vice City Long Night Mod kinda' inspired me to write this and i think that's the only VC mod for it and also yes i will continue it and write up the next chapter, when i get some free time

 

@Playstation_Loyalist Wow, thanks man, i never thought i could make a half-decent story but thanks and yes, my grammar is very sh*tty

 

ARGH! I had Chapter 10 up and it was quite good BUT FOR f*ck SAKE MY PC CUT OUT AND I LOST IT!

 

what are the odds!?

Edited February 22, 2009 by Ziggy455

[Ziggy455]

Chapter 10

Home Gazing

chrissie

 

I looked out from on top of studio 6, thoughts swirled through my mind, ever since he'd left i'd felt weird; different, i hadn't touched a joint since he left and i just wanted to see his moody face one more time.

 

I looked out at the city and wished for him to come back, I curled up as the tears started run down my face, after a few seconds I noticed Frenchie walking up to me. He looked at me and i looked back across at city not losing my gaze.

 

"You mind if I sit here Chrissie?" he asked nervously, I knew he was worried about me.

 

"Yeah sure" I said looking back out at the dead city; the wind was blowing quietly as we spoke.

 

"I know you miss him, we both do...but he's not with us anymore" he said with a tone of sadness.

 

More tears swelled up in my eyes, i didn't want to hear it. The last thing i said to him was not the best I could of said and I was angry at why i hadn't told him of how i felt earlier. Frenchie moved closer to me and put him arm around me, i felt a little better.

 

"the chopper went down and that was the last we heard, if there was some way to find him out there I’d do it in a heartbeat, Christ I’ve got all frequencies for walkie talkies, phones and even email and yet I can't find him, I'm sorry" he explained sadly, i knew he was a friend of Dek aswell as I was.

 

"I...love him" i managed to whisper as more tears rolled down my cheeks, Frenchie heard me and as he did he hugged me, i felt comfortable.

 

"I'm not going to give up, I'll find him" he said with determination in his voice, i smiled and felt a small spark of hope light up. He moved back and we continued to talk.

 

"I wasn't exactly a good friend to him either" I replied sadly.

 

"Well when we find him you can apologize" he said with a smirk.

 

I closed my eyes and tried to imagine him walking back through here and just finally talking to me again, but the city was so big and so dead i knew he wasn't going to walk back, Frenchie looked out aswell as we both stared at the silhouetted city.

 

"It's beautiful ain't it?" he said gazing, i knew what he meant, so much hate and death had swept through this city and now it was in a standstill of time.

 

"Yeah, different" i squeaked out before wiping my tears away.

 

I'd never felt like this and when he went down with the chopper my heart broke, i knew it was stupid because he'd never made and effort with me and it was like we hated each other but i couldn't help feeling like this for him, i hoped and prayed he was out there somewhere, anywhere. As long as he was alive i wouldn't care.

 

I closed my eyes and whispered to myself.

 

"Hear me whisper to you Dek...come home....please" i whispered before lowering my head once more. Frenchie looked at me like i was a moron but when he saw how sad and shaken i was he smiled and nodded.

 

After a few minutes of silence i looked up and noticed the sun begin to set, i looked at frenchie and he stoop up quickly.

 

"C’mon lets get inside before you freeze" he said pulling me up, suddenly a sweating old man ran up the stairs and towards us.

 

"You...need to...see this...now!" he panted, me and Frenchie looked at him curiously.

 

"What is it?" Frenchie asked dully.

 

"C'mon, you too aswell Chrissie" he said as we all ran down into the main room, I felt the queasiness of hope explode as we walked into the signal trackers…

Edited April 11, 2009 by Ziggy455

[Ziggy455]

Chapter 11

Escape

 

I sat perched in a small dark corner, it had been 4 hours since me and Truth had managed to escape and not much action had been happening, the alarms had stopped ringing about an hour ago and me and Truth had been sitting quietly ever since. I looked over at the old man who was rolling up a joint, he looked over at me and smirked.

 

"You really wanna smoke when we have sentrys lookin' for us old man?" I whispered with an angry tone, keeping my head low from the small rays of light luminating my space.

 

 

"Kid i havent been able to smoke for a long long time" He replied with a tone of satisfaction in his voice.

 

"You were smokin' when we were locked in that room together!" i whispered loudly, astonished.

 

"maybe i was, but still give me a break my body is aching" he said with a sympathetic voice look.

 

I felt sorry for the old man but i didn't want those bastards finding us either, if they did then we'd be f*cked for sure.

 

"we can light it up when we get out of this sh*thole, ok?" i reasoned quickly, hoping he didn't spark up.

 

He looked at his final piece for a few seconds before putting it in an old San Fierro cigar tin.

 

"sure, now what's the plan?" he asked quickly, still placing his joint away.

 

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and thought clearly, i placed my head out and looked around the main compound, i noticed a large mechanical control switch in one of the 2 main towers gaurding the main gate, unfortunately i noticed 2 sentries gaurding each tower aswell. I looked around and noticed a few tents in front of us, looking closer i noticed a small truck to the right side of the main gate. Time slowed down quickly as i pieced each thing i'd seen together.

 

"Truth pass me a knife, quickly!" i whispered, beckoning him forward with my hands.

 

The old man threw me one of the grunts knives and as i caught it i slowly moved forward into the light, moving closer to the tent i readied my knife, as soon as my hands touched the plastic cloth i incisioned a slice big enough for myself to fit through. I climbed in and after a few seconds of looking around i noticed i was in a grunts sleeping bunker. A few dirty magazines and tissues were laid on a dirty bedsheet. After a few more seconds Truth appeared behind me, smiling.

 

"What the hell are you doin' Truth!?" i whispered loudly, anger in my voice.

 

"I'm not waiting on my own again!" He replied with a reasoning tone.

 

I sighed and signaled him to stay behind me, We both moved closer to the tents front flapped door. as i moved it over and looked at the now closer truck i closed my eyes and envisioned my plan.

 

"so what is this plan?" Truth asked tapping me out of my daydream, i opened my tired eyes in a stupor.

 

"i need to get an explosive of some sort" i said looking back out into the compund.

 

"hmm i saw an ammunition tent close to here" He replied looking at the compund aswell.

 

I looked about and noticed a few sentries posted strategically around the compound, i quickly sighed and snuck out, i turned to the left into a small nest of tents and after a few seconds of moving about a sentrie appeared in front of us. I slowly unsheathed my knife once more and lay a straight clean jab into his neck, he grasped it and gurgled before dropping to the floor, luckily no-one had noticed him and after a few more seconds the Truth moved in front of me.

 

"kid go and find some explosives, i have an idea" the old man said quickly tending to the now dead gaurd.

 

"what are you gonna do?" i asked curiously, hoping it was a good choice.

 

"I'm going to get into this guy's uniform and open that gate for you, you do whatever you have to, to get those explosives" he explained, for the first time with assertiveness in his voice.

 

I nodded and snuck forward, patting him on the back as i did. I looked to my right and noticed a few more large tents, suddenly i heard the truth yell.

 

"All's good here guys, just needed to take a leak" he said before walking off up to the main tower.

 

I sighed quickly and turned back to the large tents, i looked at the names of them and suddenly a large AMMUNITION imprint was visible on a large black one. i moved forward and quickly jumped into it as a sentrie moved by the gap facing me.

 

I turned quickly holding my knife up but after a few seconds he moved and i pushed myself up, i turned slowly and noticed all the gun's and ammo facing me.

 

"wow" i whispered to myself, staring in awe at the ocean of guns and ammo in front of me.

 

I moved forward and grabbed a gun belt, placing to Colt 45s onto each side of myself i smiled to myself. I looked around and noticed an M14 in a small green case, i slowly walked over and pulled it up into the light, it was light. I grabbed a few clips and placed them onto the belt. I looked around quickly for an explosive of some sort and after a small search i grabbed a few C4 visible under a pile of 9mm clips.

 

I checked myself quickly and started to walk out, pulling the safety of my M14 i lowered my bodie down and continued to crouch around a small tent until the truck i saw before was a few metres away from me. I looked up at the main tower and noticed truth and 2 other drones, i heard a large clank and suddenly the main gate started to open.

 

"what the f*ck!? WHAT THE f*ck ARE YOU DOING!? CLOSE THAT f*ckIN' GATE!" I heard a drone yell, Truth pushed them away and slid down the ladder, i slowly appeared and after a few seconds i heard another yell.

 

"IT'S HIM!" a stray voice yelled, after a few seconds gunshots ringed out.

 

I ran forward and unclipped a C4, as i ran accross the truck i slammed my hand onto it, sticking the C4 strongly onto it, i moved accross into a small wall and fired off a couple of rounds from my M14, i noticed the truth was firing off to a few from opposite me from a crate.

 

"Truth OVER HERE!" i yelled, throwing a clip to him.

 

i looked out and noticed 5 drones from the tents had appeared and another 6 that were patrolling had come forward and were trying to fire at us, gunshots were ringing everywhere and suddenly the gate started to close. I looked forward and ran out into the open, firing my M14 it spread accross and hit 2 of the drones quickly, i jumped and skidded accross the floor until i was behind the crate with truth.

 

"cover me!" i yelled as the Truth nodded, he jumped out from the crate and fired off a clip at the drones, as he did they ducked for cover.

 

I started to climb up the ladder and as i hit the top 1 of the drones went in for a kick to my head, i dodged it quickly and jumped up, i lowered my gun and threw a hab to his face, he turned quickly and raised his arm for a hook but as he did i tripped him up, he hit the floor hard and as he did i smacked my gun into his face. The other drone just stood there as i aimed a colt at him, he slowly raised his arms and jumped down the ladder.

 

Suddenly i heard that regular old screech and as i pressed the OPEN button i looked out into the street, and for the first time in a while i was happy to see those hungry f*ckers show up. the gate slowly opened and as it did a few infected squeezed through. I looked back down the ladder and noticed the Truth climbing up it, more infected were squeezing through the door and as i fired of more rounds the few remaining drones made a run for the truck.

 

"Boom!" i yelled as the final drone climbed in, i pulled up the trigger and slammed it down, the truck exploded, knocking a few infected away in the blast. As the final infected climbed into the base i pressed the CLOSE button.

 

"kid no no what are you doing!?" the Truth yelled firing off at the now evergrowing horde below us.

 

i looked back into the street and grabbed Truths scruff of his suit.

 

"JUMP!" i yelled as we both jumped over the edge of the reinforced wall and onto the street below, we both slammed into it hard and as we regained strength we both looked around.

 

"sh*t what do we do now?" The old man asked, a tone of uneasiness and curiousity in his voice.

 

I looked around and after a few moments a jeep sped around the corner, screeching to a halt in front of us.

 

"Talk about precise timing" Truth joked.

 

"Get in!" that familiar voice sounded.

[Ziggy455]

Betrayal to Betrayal

the hazmat man

 

I witnessed the whole thing, that little sh*t and the old man got lucky, where were my men when i needed them? Off getting killed, thats f*cking where!

 

It was quite late, my hazmat suit was bearing heavy and just as i had received the samples for the final batch, that little sh*t had to make a move. I watched the gate open and the infected swarming in and throughout the entire time i felt compelled to watch in awe, i never understood how beautiful those creatures are and even after the explosion they still got back up and started to swarm again.

 

what drives them? what makes them want to keep moving and never stop?

 

well it has been 4 hours since the attack and i've barricaded myself into a small room, i have nothing left now...

 

I've injected myself with the sample of the virus, this entire time i've been blind! Why were we trying to contain the virus? when we could become more powerful then we could ever imagine!

 

My head has started to swirl, i can feel it coursing through my veins...

 

that little sh*t and the old man are in for a treat when i show up, i can smell them already.

 

All it took was a little stab and push and presto! I can become that of which i was trying to control in the first place.Mr Monroe is going to be dissapointed at what has happened but i feel if he does make an unexpected visit i surely will be waiting for him.

 

as for my base, i'm not sure if any of my men are still alive out there. They were expendable and weak, that is why they died and i survived, i've been walking around this room for a long time, hearing the occasional gunshot, scream and moan. Ever since i've injected myself i've become weaker, i'm sweating profusely and have removed alot of my hazmat uniform.

 

If i die from this shot, i won't regret anything i've done, from the outbursts at my men to shooting those that anger me, like i said before, they were expendable and cowards. I am a traitor to my cause, i feel like calling my self a traitor of a traitor.

 

I made a pact to myself, to kill that little sh*t and the old man and escape vice city to pay monroe a visit, after i did i noticed it said on the sample of the virus that it is 4x concentrated, but what can i do now?

 

I feel obliged to let the infection occur and take me over, i feel like it wants me to...

 

2 hours later

 

I wake up, smashing the barricade out of my way, Anger, pain, misery, sorrow all bubble up inside of me until it transforms into one big emotion.

 

HUNGER.

 

I'm going to find that person who killed all of the meat, who ridded the food of this place.

 

Revenge...

 

I'm hungry, i need food.

 

I can feel this insatiable power, i look out and see more of those beautiful creatures...

 

I see a mirror and advance, i don't have my face. I am different. I look ugly, i feel ugly.

 

who am i? who was i? i talk and look like a monster, i think like a human?

 

I MUST KILL THE OLD MAN...KILL THE BOY...EAT

 

 

 

Edited April 13, 2009 by Ziggy455

[Ziggy455]

Chapter 12

Reunion for a Cause.

 

 

"Well what are you waiting for? get in!" That familiar voice yelled, i was unsure if it was them or not. Truth looked back and jumped in slowly unsure of the silouetted passengers of the jeep in the darkness. I looked around noticed a small crowd of the infected heading toward us, i turned and jumped in, immediately the jeep sped off, the in fect close behind us.

 

I looked accross quickly and noticed my old friends; Chrissie and Frenchie, for a brief second i felt happy, Chrissie was smiling and after a few seconds she dived onto me hugging me.

 

"I thought you were dead!" she said with tears in her eyes, i could tell she liked me now.

 

"I-" suddenly i was cut off, the Trut turned around quickly and cocked his gun.

 

"We got infected on us!" Yelled the driver, i unholstered my gun and wound my window down.

 

"Dek what are you doing? we just spent alot of time finding you and now you're gonna do this!?" Frenchie yelled at me, anger in his voice.

 

I ignored him and stuck by body out of the window, i looked out and noticed 2 infected grabbing onto the tail of the jeep, A 3rd on the roof, the Truth climbed out and aimed his gun at the zombie.

 

"f*ckheads!" he yelled before firing his colt up at the mangy bastard, the bullets hit it hard as it shot off the roof and smashed into the floor.

 

"yeah!" i yelled accross to him as the jeep sped up, i look down again and fired of a few round, knocking the 2 zombies off the back.

 

I slowly moved back into the car and took a deep breath, Frenchie was looking at me with a smile.

 

"you bastards are crazy" he said with an astonished tone.

 

I pulled truth in and we all started to talk.

 

"so...how did you find me?" i asked with a simplistic tone, checking my gun as i spoke.

 

"It wasn't easy" He stated wiping the sweat from his head,"tracking systems i snagged from some from a Tech building the day you guys left in the chopper" He added with a proud tone. The Truth pulled out his San Fierro Tin and sparked up his joint.

 

"Oh guys, this is Truth" i said pointing to the old man.

 

"Frenchie,Truth; Truth, Frenchie" i said pointing to each of them at a time.

 

My hands started to tremble, I held them tight as the pain in my leg swelled up, i looked out of te window for a few seconds noticing that old reminder of pain and death that littered the streets, after a few seconds Frenchie snapped me out of my daydream.

 

"So how did you make it so far?" He asked astonished, i tried to rerun everything in my head.

 

"Well when the chopper hit, i was pulled into that station where i met a few people, turns out there are zombies that can mimic us in every way" i explained slowly, Frenchie and Chrissie listened in silence like children. "Well after the sh*t hit the fan there i drove to that old haitain factory, fighting quite a few f*ckheads in the way, turns out that Zombotech were working there and well, i took care of it, right now theres a sh*tload of infect stuck in that base, that is where i met our very old friend here" i explained pointing to Truth, he was to busy smoking to notice.

 

"Wow, sounds like you've had a rough night" Chrissie added before quietly watching me again, i think she was a little astonished i was alive, even i was at this point. I never thought i'd see these guys again, i looked at them before speaking again, thankful to them.

 

"Thanks...Thanks for not giving up and finding me" I said to my 2 friends, Chrissie smiled before she began to speak.

 

 

"We couldn't lose you, you're too good a person" she said before leaning forward and squeezing my hand, i looked back and smiled.

 

"so what's the plan now?" Frenchie asked quickly, Chrissie held my hand tighter.

 

"We find that f*ckhead, Monroe" the Truth blurted out quickly.

 

"who's Monroe?" Frenchie asked curiously.

 

"Monroe is the C.O of Zombotech, He was overseeing those f*ckheads at the base" i said pointing behind me with my thumb,"I don't think he's in Vice City, Truth" i added, the old man shrugged and continued to look out of the window.

 

"We'll come to that when we have to, we need to focus on on getting back to the base" i said quickly.

 

"sh*t!" yelled the driver as the car started to spin out of control, "something was in the road, It's there again what is it!?" he yelled, the car turned again and span out of control, Chrissie held onto me, Truth held on tightly as Frenchie fell about.

 

Suddenly the car turned onto it's side....

 

Chapter 13 Coming up soon.

[fearedofear]

man i hate the suspence

[YESINEEDALOTOFHELP]

What a good idea to change the characters between chapters!

It reveals the story from multiple minds.Keep it up.

[Ziggy455]

Chapter 13

Barely Escaping.

 

I woke up in a flash, the sound of rustling and the smell of burning heavy in the air. I looked around trying to adjust my eyes, the jeep was overturned, Frenchie and Chrissie were unconscious and luckily unharmed, The Truth was moving over towards me, blunt still in his old mouth.

 

"Driver's dead, body crushed by the streetlight we hit" he explained with a tone of hopelessness, i looked around from where I was sitting and noticed the fragments of human bone and brain.

 

I cringed and fell back, my Body aching badly. It had been tossed around too much, I felt like a ragdoll. Suddenly Frenchie awoke with a short yelp, The truth forcefully placed his hand over the big guy's mouth, Frenchie looked at The Truth with a look of shock and fear. His voice muffled under the old stoner's hand.

 

"What happened" he muffled curiously, confused.

 

"Something was in the road, We crashed" I explained, the flashing fragments of earlier blasting through my head, I rubbed my temples to soothe the pain.

 

I looked around for my lucky knife and Colt, after a few seconds I noticed the Glint of The combat Knife in the corner off my eye. I immediately grabbed it and placed it into my Utility Belt. The Truth picked up his old Pistol and tucked it into his belt. Frenchie looked around and started patting his hands around a section of the Jeep.

 

"Here guys" he said tapping a compartment, a small door opened revealing a small stash of weaponry and ammo. I looked in and noticed a few guns I recognized.

 

"Martinez's stash?" I asked with a look of surprise, “How’d you get past the electronic lock?" I asked curiously, Frenchie looked at me like i was an idiot. He was a hacker, I should've known better.

 

I smiled and looked for a gun to choose, after a few seconds I grabbed an M16, I held it up as it glinted in the light shining through the window of the jeep. The Truth whistled in astonishment as he pulled out the large ak47, He slid back the lock and aimed it.

 

"Ain't used one of these since working' with Phil in Liberty" he said with a small chuckle, Frenchie pulled out a 32. Revolver and placed it on his belt.

 

My attention turned to Chrissie; Frenchie looked at me then back at Chrissie. I nodded and he picked her up, I grabbed a large box of M16 ammo and place it on my Ammo Belt. The Truth gave me a serious look and nodded as well, a few second later he smacked upwards knocking open the jeeps door, The Truth climbed out first, Frenchie lifted out Chrissie, The Truth grabbed her and held her as Frenchie climbed out, puffing heavily.

 

"Lay off the food fat boy" the truth scornfully joked; Frenchie flipped him off as they got out. I jumped up and pulled myself out, we looked around and noticed where we was; Little Haiti.

 

The ghetto was grimy and empty; the Jeep had started to smoke badly as the flames were starting to become visible. I jumped off and aimed my M16 waiting for anything to attack. Frenchie aimed his Revolver and 9mm randomly looking for enemies. Chrissie stirred loudly as The Truth handed her down back to Frenchie who had snapped from his wondering aiming.

 

"Pass her here Old Mcgroin" Frenchie replied, The Truth chuckled while handing Chrissie down, “It’s Wise One asshole" The Truth replied with a strain of passing the girl down.

 

Truth almost dropped her as Frenchie caught her just in Time, I sighed and looked away and then back keeping my gun aimed.

 

"Hey, HEY!"I whispered.

 

"Take it f*ckin' easy she's not a f*ckin' doll" I replied.

 

"Tell Fatass McGee to take it easy here then" The Truth replied with a cocky tone.

 

"It weren't my fault! f*ckin' guy here was lucky he didn't break his f*ckin' Hip" he whispered with an angry tone, I noticed the 2 didn't get along.

 

"Will you two shut the f*ck up and hurry up, we need to find a place to hide!" I whispered again looking around for a building to use.

 

Suddenly Chrissie awoke her eyes shot open as Frenchie dropped her with a sudden shock. The Truth let out a muffled laugh as I ran over to pick her up.

 

"What the f*ck!?" she yelled as Frenchie lifted her up, She rubbed her eyes and head slowly.

 

"Where are we? What happened?" she asked with a shock of confusion, Frenchie explained the situation.

 

The Truth had been standing on the jeep for a while looking out with his guns aimed, suddenly that familiar screech echoed. We looked out and noticed a small mob of Infected running towards us.

 

"Go Go Go!" The Truth yelled as we all started to run" We all started to fire off at the Mob, Frenchie ran forward and looked for a building to get into as Me and the Truth kneeled and aimed our Guns, We fired off the rounds hitting a few infected, slowing them down.

 

"f*ck you!" yelled the Truth as he aimed for the stenches’ heads, A few dropped to the floor bleeding. Chrissie fired off her Colt as the Mob got closer.

 

"Fall back!" I yelled as well all started to run, Frenchie yelled at us as we ran up to him.

 

He pointed to an alley as we all ran through it knocking over trashcans and crates, More infected were gaining behind us as a few dropped into the alleyway off the roofs, I turned back and fired off a large burst of rounds, the alley made it easier to hit.

 

"Run Fatass Run!" yelled the Truth, suddenly him and Frenchie turned and stopped. Me and Chrissie

Dashed behind them firing off at the few stenches appearing overhead.

 

The 2 fired off at the stenches, blood and bone splattered throughout the alleyway as the 2 precisely ended a lot of the stenches. I ran back and reloaded quickly as a few stenches ran forward, I fired off a clip, piercing a fat zombie's head. Frenchie dropped his Revolver as a Stench grabbed his arm, I unsheathed my Knife and pierced the infected hand, the zombie fell back screaming.

 

Chrissie yelled loudly, I turned back and noticed her kicking a door in. The Truth fell back and fired off as 2 zombies pounced for him, blood covered the alleyway as Frenchie moved backwards firing off his final rounds. I moved back to Chrissie.

 

"Move!" I yelled as I fired off the lock, I pulled open the door and jumped in. I looked back and watched as The Truth was kneeling and firing off his Ak, Frenchie ran through the door.

 

The Truth fell over and kept firing, Frenchie dived back outside firing off his reloaded Colt. He moved forward and grabbed Truth's collar pulling him across the grimy alley floor. The Truth continued to fire as Frenchie pulled him through the door. Chrissie slammed it quickly, Large Thuds hit the door as we all grabbed boxes and furniture to barricade the door.

 

We all were panting quickly; I wiped my forehead and reloaded my gun. The Truth patted Frenchie on the back.

 

"Thanks for that kid, I owe you a burger" Frenchie’s turned into a smile as the Truth thanked him, we were safe, for now. I closed my eyes and breathed heavily, Chrissie hugged me as we all rested quickly.

 

Suddenly A large thud came from an opposite door, we all aimed quickly in fear and exhaustion from our last escape. I proceeded forward with my gun aimed high. Suddenly the door flew Open...

 

Gun locks and Radio Voices echoed.

 

"Who the f*ck is you!?" yelled a muffled voice from the dark hallway...