Dead Silence

cheif · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **cheif** on Mon Apr 21, 2008 6:22 am

Ryan woke up to the sounds of distant gun fire. A stray bullet thumped his head as he was crawling though the ducts. He heard part of the duct collapse. "This is Bravo 3 anyone out there, over" he spoke quietly into his radio. He grabbed his M-16 and started to crawl where he heard the noise come from. He was doing ok on ammo since he's was out cold for awhile. His last though after that round thumped him was. "Shit, there going to kill me in my sleep." He turned a corner and noticed that the duct fell. Down below he could hear movement. He waited to see what was there. He didn't want to go in hastily and screw up now. He was lucky to be alive.

WhiteDragon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **WhiteDragon** on Mon Apr 21, 2008 12:48 pm

Amanda simply nodded standing up slowly, her head throbbing consistently now. Her hand went to her sword, making sure that it was still chained together, some would think that it was odd that she had chains on her sword, but there was a reason behind that....a reason that she didn't much like telling others. If the situation got any worse SHE might come out, and that would be bad, especially with so many 'targets' around. Following Jake queitly she rubbed her head thinking 'The worst thing about this situation is that SHE would enjoy this.'

Heaven · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Heaven** on Mon Apr 21, 2008 4:34 pm

Heaven fell on top of Ding.Once she saw the giril she pulled out her M9 and started shooting at her. Ding crawled out from under Heaven.Ding then started to growl and snarl at the little girl," Stay Ding!" Heaven didnt want her dog touching that thing.

souloe · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **souloe** on Mon Apr 21, 2008 7:23 pm

The duct collapsed and fell to the floor like a dead log chopped from two sides. Michael received injuries but his cussing was for something else that happened. Behind him Heaven was firing her M9 over him and to the girl. The noise resonated within the restricted space amplifying the loudness a hundred times and, though the girl was soon pumped with bullets, they had other things to worry about. The undead banged on the sides of their prison while others bent down aiming to crawl in or to drag them out from the two sides.

"Heaven! Behind you!"

Michael fired from his desert eagle but each time directly at the skull of those who was trying to crawl in; a simple strategy to minimize the loss of ammunition. It would buy them some time if their re-dead bodies would clog up both ends though he wasn't sure if Heaven would be able to aim her gun backwards with the space restriction. There was two prominent thing in his mind. One. He was going to die and two, he was going to die deaf. Little did they know help is on the way...

WhiteDragon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **WhiteDragon** on Mon Apr 21, 2008 7:31 pm

Amanda heard the noise and cried out in pain as her headache tripled from the noise. He eyes clenched shut and all she saw was black. The noise receded, and Amanda's eyes opeaned....but it wasn't Amanda who was using them now....for Amanda was now in the darkness, now SHE was out. She smiled and put her hand to her sword, laughing mentally at Amanda for trying to stop her from using it. She easily removed the chains, putting them in a pocket, then silently, she continued to follow John.

cheif · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **cheif** on Mon Apr 21, 2008 9:06 pm

He looked and saw two members of his squade along with the evil deamon girl. He saw the dead things they had screwed the misson over and places some shots into them exploding there heads. He hopped down into the hole still shotting at his targets. "Lovely day isn't it?" He asked sarcasticly.

Nominis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Nominis** on Tue Apr 22, 2008 9:14 am

John continued his running throught he hallways until finally, he find the room he was looking for. Gripping his rifle tightly, he kicked the door open, rolled to the side of the wall, and hoped Amanda was following protocol and firing at what ever targets where in the room. Whether she fired or not, five seconds later, John was in the room, eyes peeled for the cause of the trouble. Again he saw the girl, now turning from a relatively rare coincidence to a burden.

"Bravo Squad! Up and at 'em ladies!" He shouted, firing off several bursts towards the girl and the remaining clones. "Get out of the room! Let's go!"

WhiteDragon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **WhiteDragon** on Tue Apr 22, 2008 9:20 am

She followed John into the room, and saw what all the comotion was about. She smirked when she saw the girl, and studied the clones...they seemed slicable. The girl however, was pretend 'A make beleive girl, the real deal is hiding somewhere.' she thought to herself. She drew Amanda's guns, she preferred her sword, but for now she would have to pretend to be Amanda. Shooting with acceratcy she started to shoot the ghouls and clones that were behind John.

Heaven · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Heaven** on Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:41 pm

Heaven stopped firing as John entered the room. She then grabbed Michael by the shirt and pulled him out," Ding, come!" Ding followed Heaven out the door. When Heaven entered the hall she looking left then right.," Clear." Heaven was glad John and Amanda showed up, two faces she thought she would never see again. Heaven looked over at Michael," Are you ok?" she asked as she was reloading her M9.

cheif · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **cheif** on Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:56 pm

Ryan followed behind Heaven and her dog Ding. He knelt down facing left poining his gun down the hall. If anything was moving in his TAOR he wanted to see it, shoot it, then ask question but who wants to ask a re-dead guy questions. " Well things could be worse, like uhm..." He struggled for words, "let me get back to you on that one"

((ooc TAOR is millitary term for tactical area of responcibly))

souloe · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **souloe** on Tue Apr 22, 2008 4:52 pm

"Ya, thanks Heaven. But my ears sure are ringing like hell."

What a beautiful reunion Michael thought. He couldn't have asked for more, well, figuratively speaking. Of the squad that had been separated they now had regained a team of 5. Without wasting time he followed John while firing at the undead that were on their case.

"Bravos glad to see you guys are still alive. Anybody have any idea what this f***ing hell is all about??"

Nominis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Nominis** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 10:26 am

"Out the door!" John shouted, pulling the pin on a gernade and tossing it into the room. Grabbing Amanda he pulled her out, just in time to hear the loud bang of the gernade exploding. With his ears ringing as much as the next person, John gave up talking, he tapped each one quickly, motioning them back to the catwalk room he had been in before. Pulling the pin a second genade, John tossed in inside the room as well, this time farther towards the back. Then he turned from the room and headed for the room he came from, from there he could give a mission sit rep and figure out if anyone else was here.

WhiteDragon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **WhiteDragon** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 10:38 am

She didn't much liked being pulled away from her fun, but she let it slide. It would be best for Amanda if she sticked with the others. Rubbing her neck in annoyance she followed John and the others to a room with a catwalk in it. She looked around, survaying her surroundings, there was a broken clone tube, and the clone was missing all of it's weapons...curtasy of John. She smiled at how he had thought quickly enough to do this, he was her type of man. After making sure that no one was there except for the five, she turned her attention on the group, hoping that they wouldn't notice that she wasn't really Amanda.

Nominis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Nominis** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:33 pm

"Alright...." John said, taking a deep breath.

Sitting down on the catwalk, resting his back up against the metal railing, John rested his aching muscles, his rifle resting in his lap. "Might as well take a break gang, we should be good for a little while."

Whether they sat down or not, John pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it with the zippo he kept in the upper left pocket of his vest. Taking a deep drag and exhaling, John gave a look over his squad.

"Alright." He said again. "That girl is, if you haven't figured it out a poltergeist. We can't kill her, but she can definitely kill us. Bravo 1 found that out the hard way, and when she wants you dead, she seriously fucks you up.... I'm glad none of ya'll were around to see it. Mission hasn't changed, we find the target, neutralize him, and get to the chopper that'll land at o'800. As far as weapons go...break the glass, you wake up a clone. If you're fast enough you can get your knife into it before it has a chance to blow your head off. They're packing so don't worry about running out of supplies. We'll take turns going to each one. Oh and one more thing. The clones start out alive...After you kill them she takes over and keeps them firing. Head shots keep them down...remember that. Either get your knife through their helmets or get a bullet in there. I'm sure there's some scary shit here...and we've only seen the tip of the iceberg. She likes to fuck with you if you haven't noticed. I've shot my dead wife, I've been impaled, seen talking corpses and had flashes of mutilated bodies. If anything she's probably after me more than all of you. I think she knows that if the guy incharge goes down it'll be easier for the rest to follow. Hooah?"

WhiteDragon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **WhiteDragon** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:36 pm

She nodded to this, agreeing, then she added her finding "Also the girl that was in front of us was a fake, the real ghost is hiding somewhere else....I think." she added trying to sound as much like Amanda that she could.

cheif · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **cheif** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 2:52 pm

He stood gaurd until he felt the tap from John to move. Ryan brought up the rear of the group as they walked into the catwalk room. He remained standing but leaned against the catwalks railing. He took in every word John spoke. Ryan looked up to him. No like a father but like an older brother. This being about the sixth time Johns saved his skin. "head shots.. got it. Find'em fight'em fuck'em over. OOH RA!!

souloe · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **souloe** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 3:19 pm

Listening the John's briefing, Michael found the time to calm down a bit. 'Its bad to cuss Michael' His mother used to say. Hell why was he thinking about his mother now? Turning to the others Michael reloaded his guns, all of them, and prepared for the move when the crew is ready to go.

So there's no need to worry about supplies but in compensation they have an enemy that they can't kill. How romantic >.> Veterans might say the flying bullets really gets a person paranoid, but in Michael's mind being hunted by an army of undead was the better catalyst to set some wire off in one's head.

"Two questions. One. If the asylum is crawling with those things wouldn't it be a better idea to radio base and nuke the place? Two. Do the undead attack other undeads/clones?"

Guns ready, Bentley was ready in case any more "surprises" turned up.

Nominis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Nominis** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 3:36 pm

John was half done with his cancer stick when Michael had asked his question. Standing, using his weapon as a way to prop himself up, he checked the ammo. Keeping his eyes on the gun, he answered. "We're being payed by ATC. They don't want us blowing up their stuff. And no...everyone here...or atleast all the clones, are under the complete control of the little girl."

Slinging his gun, he drew his pistol, checked it, knowing full well he hadn't used it since the last time he'd checked it, but habit was hard to break. "If you find one of those clone pricks with a shotgun, let me know...I miss my twelve gauge. From here we'll travel a few more rooms, work through the building a few floors up then stop again for another break. We'll be here for a while" He looked down at his forearm, the sleeve rolled up to his elbow, there on his wrist was a watch, strong enough and reliable enough to make it through just about any battlefield. "It's only 11:13 right now. If I'm lucky I can make it home in time to take the son to school."

Heaven · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Heaven** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 4:40 pm

Heaven sat down and leaned up against the wall listening to John," Trackin." She said in response. Ding sat next to her watching all the others. Heaven then stood up and counted her mags along with her clips. She walked over to john and said," It's good to see you alive. You too Amanda." Heaven then took the cig out of John’s mouth and started puffing on it. After a few puffs she gave it back to him and said," So where is our target now? Anyone know?" Heaven swung her M16 around to her front and held it at low and ready.

WhiteDragon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **WhiteDragon** on Wed Apr 23, 2008 5:19 pm

She looked to the woman who had said it was good to see her alive and had to search through Amanda's memory files for her name. "Thankyou Heaven, it's good to see you alive also." she said with a smile on her face, playacting was one of her strong suits....thankfully.

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