Earth

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. A earsplitting ringing noise penetrates the silence of Jakub's darkness. When his eyes opens he sees a huge golden bell hanging above him as the clapper made from gold too swings side from side making the noise earsplitting noise that woke him up from the darkness he spent a life time and more in. He claps his hands to his ears and pushes them against his ears until the bell stops ringing. As he removes his hands from his ears he sees a dark liquid on them. He brings them closer and sees that it is his own blood caused by the loud horrible noise from the bell.

Jakub slides to the side to get out from that horrible golden bell. When he gets out from under the bell his hand touches something soft. Jakub knew what this felt like, but he couldn't put a name on it. He turns his head to the side and sees a man staring back into his own eyes with lifeless eyes. He whispers in a rough voice, "Weakling" He gets up and takes a good look at the dead man. The dead man had a huge strange sword stabbed through its chest. The hilt of the sword was shaped like a semi-automatic pistol with a trigger and all. He grabs the grip of the semi-automatic hilt. Once his hand touched the metal he instantly knew how to use this strange weapon. He takes a few practice swipes into the air like he spent years of training on this sword.

He lays the blade against the wall of the nearby wall. Then he turns the dead man's body over and finds a flashlight bulging out of the back pocket of the fatigue pants. He grabs it and pushes the switch forward turning it on. Looking around with the help of the light from the flashlight he sees five other dead men in similar uniforms. They all have the same octagon symbol that goes white then red and white again. UBCS spreads across the center of the octagon symbol.

He searches all the dead men bodies and finds two eight moon clip Cobra magnums, a SMG, and sawed-off shotgun. He hears a scraping noise and turns around. The first dead man that had the sword through it's chest starts crawling down towards him. The bones in its arms jut out to the side. It starts grumbling unintelligible words as it starts to slowly crawl towards him. He takes out one of the Cobra magnums and points it towards the crawling dead man. Two bullets are loosen from the muzzle and struck the crawling dead man in the head. He whispers to himself again, "Weakling" He then grabs the claymore and sheaths it in the scabbard on his back.

A defeaning explosion interupts the silence in Kiba's room.
"What the hell?" said Kiba. He got up from his bed and got
dressed up. He removed the barricades trom his door and
opened it. He saw the hallway splattered with blood.

Quickly, he took his sling bag and put his knife and the
throwing knives in. He slinged his bag over his shoulder
and got out. Then, something shiny caught his eye. It was a
Desert Eagle. He took the gun and checked if it was loaded.
Sure enough, it was. He took the gun and held it in front of
him.

Then, a man came into view, his looks have been ruined badly.
Kiba didn't hesitate, he aimed the gun at the man's head and
opened fire, killing him on the spot. "Freaking douchebags,"
cursed Kiba.

When he turned at the corner, a horde of those things turn
their sights toward him. "Oh shit," thought Kiba. The horde
charged towards him, snarling. He closed his eyes, thinking
he has no escape. Then, silence. He slowly opened his eyes to
see all the things exploded horribly.

He didn't stop running until he reached the streets. "What the
hell happened just now?" he thought. He found a flare on the
ground. He picked it up and put it in his bag, hoping it'll make
use to him.

Samantha snapped awake, no longer sleeping very well anymore. Hell, she was sure no one if they were left alive would be sleeping very well right now. She wondered where her father was. He wasn’t a man to be taken down by these things. But wouldn’t he have made his way over to the shop already? She was sure he was on his way. Which was why she was afraid to go anywhere.

Standing up from her make shift pallet in the back room of the shop, she brushed herself off. The back room was the safest place to be as her father was one of the most paranoid people in the world. There was a chamber underneath the ground that she didn’t dare open. Plus, she hadn’t found the key to it yet. She could never remember where it was. Not to mention there were only two other ways into the store. The back door which was pure steel and heavy as hell to get open. And the front which was a roll down. She didn’t hold out much hope on it lasting much longer.

The windows had bars across them since they owned a pawn shop which made her life a lot simpler. Grabbing her weapons, she rolled up the bed and stood on the desk. Lifting the latch to the roof shaft, she pulled down a few steps before climbing out. There was no way to get from the ground to the roof without being inside of the store. Again luckily for her. But she was running out of food. And she needed to get more.

Would it be too much to ask for a clean change of clothes and a hot shower? She didn’t think so. Looking around, she watched the city. She could see the ones mulling around the shop. They knew she was here, but knew they couldn’t get to her. That was when she noticed a few explosions in the distance. She turned towards them, her heart beating wildly. Could it be her father? She really hoped so.

Sammie repressed a gulp as she looked around. There was no chance on getting to the ground. Did she dare try and leave her safe place? She was scared of doing it, but knew if she didn’t do something she would starve to death. Glancing around she looked at the closest roof to the shop.

“I’m going to need better supplies for this.” She whispered to herself afraid for the things below to hear her. Heading back down into the pawn shop, she closed the stairs and went to grab all of her weapons and then supplies to make it from roof to roof which she figured was a better way to travel than by foot on the ground. At least she hoped so.

Jakub walks to all the bodie of the "dead" UBCS he slices the head off of each body. Heads roll along the floor as blood spurts out of the newly severed neck. He cleans the blade on the body armor of one of the headless UBCS soldiers an sheathes the blade into the baldric-style scabbard that goes diagonaly down his back. He spots a rickety wooden door on the side of the room that leads down from this damn clocktower.

As he walks across the circular room he hears a buzz noise and then a voice too low to understand. It comes from the body of the only UBCS soldier that wasn't headless, but instead had two bullets through its head. Jakub walks over to soldier and flips him over. A black, sleek radio was under him. When he touches he instantly knows that its broken and can only recieve not send anything out. That is the second time this has happen this isn't coincidence. I think it has something to with this Umbrella Corporation. He looks at the Umbrella logo on the side of the radio. Yes Umbrella

He places the radio against his ear and listens to the voice, "Sgt Dillan answer god damn it" Jakub looks at the man with bullets in his head, "That must be you" He turns his attention back to the radio, "Damn it Dillan we are about to be over run with the living dead. Answer god damn it. Whatever you do get codename: Gunslinger out of that accursed clocktower. For the sake of your own lives because if he awakens he will ki-" The voice is broken off by a crashing of a doorway coming in, however, the voice starts up again, "The zombies inflitrated are safe house. We are going to die. You are the last hope in getting Gunslinger to the target zone. Also watch out for the horde of zombies heading towards the clocktower. Have fun!"

After the man behid voice ends what he is saying the a bloodcurling scream erupts from the radio. Jakub throws the radio to the floor and whispers, "Weakling" He then runs to a small window on the side of the wall. He looks out and sees about a hundred of those creatures, zombies, heading for the clocktower, to him.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three of the zombies in the horde of them fall with .32 H&R bullets though their skulls. He smiles as he looks down the iron sight of one of the eight moon clip Cobra magnums. There are too many of those damn zombies and too little bullets. I need to think of a way to kill these god forsaken zombies. He places the magum in a holster he took from one of the decapitated UBCS soldiers and grabs one of the few grenades on the soldiers. He bites down on the ring and pulls the ring off the frag grenade. Then he throws it into the horde of zombies and watches the explosion take out eleven zombies and blow the legs off another.

When he sees it an idea hits him instantly. He scavenges the room for supplies he could use. After the scavenging he has a pile of twenty length in netting, nine grenades, rope, and shards of a broken old bell. He takes the claymore out and cuts the netting into three pieces. He places three grenades in the center of all of the three netting. He ties them up with each ring in the knot. After he does that for the other two grenade filled nets he carefully cares one down to the first door way that leads to the main room of the clocktower.

He stabs two of the broken pieces of the bell into the two sides of the doorway and the one onto the top of the doorway. He ties up a rope to both of the broken pieces. Then he leads the rope up to the top broken piece and ties it up from there leaving a small piece of the rope left. With the little piece of rope left he ties that to the netting fulled with grenades to it. He does that same for two more doorways through out the clock tower.

When he finishes the last one he feels a slight rumble and the loud noise of the zombies falling prey to the first grenade bouquet trap. He walks away from the trap back to the top of the clocktower. Where he will have his last stand with the surviving zombies.

Kara swiftly walked through the streets, picking off a few creatures as she moved. After a bit of walking, she saw a large clock tower. I need to go there, she thought.
"Why do I need to go there?" she said out loud to herself, then she gave up on reasoning, and continued on.
After a little more walking, she looked at the clock tower again.
"I wonder if I can do that projection thing..." she said to herself. Why did I say that out loud? She thought to herself.
Shaking her head, she concentrated on the tower, she tried to active whatever latent ability it was that she used, but it didn't work.
Damnit... she thought to herself.
Kara passed a large semi truck with the Umbrella Corporation's logo on it.
I wonder what's in there... she thought to herself.
Kara slowly moved to the truck and touched the side of it.
She heard a scream inside it and something hitting the door.
"Oh my god!" she said, "Let me help you one second!"
She quickly moved to the back, the banging continued. She opened the door, inside was a small genderless human-looking thing, his left arm, however, was red, and it had four talons imbedded in it rather than fingers.
"What the-," Kara began before the creature hit her in the stomach, causing her to be propelled backwards.
She hit a car about 5 meters away.
"Son of a bitch..." she said, getting up, How the hell am I standing? she thought. She had dropped her crossbow when she was hit, so she drew her machete, "Bring it on you ugly mother fucker."
The creature charged at her, it was really fast, one of its talons impaled her through shoulder, "Oh... fuck..." she said, looking at it. The creature's expression was non-existent as it ripped out the talon and was preparing another attack.
Kara could feel the deep hole in her right shoulder, and as the creature was bringing its talons towards her throat she though, I won't DIE! The creature was propelled backwards, it crashed into the semi-truck.
Kara fell on her knees, in great pain, Damnit, that didn't kill him... what am I going to do!? she thought to herself. She felt herself fall on the ground, but the next thing she knew she was on the roof of the clock tower. She looked at herself, the large hole in her shoulder was still there, but there was no blood, she also was wearing no clothes, just like last time.
"What the hell is going on!?" she yelled.

Kara's body rose from the ground, just as the creature got up.
"Now my counter-part might not understand how to control herself, but trust me, I do..." she said, smiling. The creature charged at her again, with ease Kara dodged the attack and sliced off the creatures arm, "I warned you..." The creature began to float in the air, it was thrown into a wall.
Kara began laughing as she ran towards where the creature crashed, it was screaming. She lunged at it and impaled it through the heart with her machete. She got up and looked at the gash in her shoulder.
"You need to learn to play nice..." she said. She removed the lighter from her pocket and lit it, she then put the flame up against the wound and winced as it began to seal it.

At the clock tower, Kara was trying to think how to return to her body, there were no creatures around to attack her...She looked down from the clock tower.
"That could work..." she said out loud.
She took a few moments to prepare herself, then she jumped off the clock tower. She felt a blissfulness as she was soaring through the air, when she finally hit the ground she felt the intense pain of her gash, which now seemed sealed.
She saw the creature that attacked her dead on a wall not too far from her, then she heard something, "Did you survive? Hello?"
It was from the semi-truck, Kara moved towards it then looked inside, there were three cages, two were open and the third had a person inside it, he was wearing a white coat.
"Oh good, you killed it..." he said.
"What the hell was that thing!?" Kara yelled.
"Keep your voice down!" he said in a loud, yet hushed tone, "It was a biological weapon called a Tyrant, they were created by Umbrella..."
"Yeah I got that much, why is it here in this city?"
"We were shipping it to the laboratory, along with 15 others, that was the first stage, it gets much stronger as it evolves..."
"There is an Umbrella lab in this city?"
"Yeah, but none of that matters, we need to get out of here, open the lock over there," he beckoned to a laptop.
"Why are you in that cage?"
"It was the only way I wouldn't be killed by that thing after it escaped..."
"That seems like a bad plan..."
"I had less than two seconds to do it, now could you let me out please?"
Kara walked over to the computer, she saw how to unlock the door but thought for a moment.
"Do you know what other experiments were going on in the lab?" she inquired.
"Yeah a few, just press that button there," he pointed to the keyboard.
"One moment, what other biological weapons were there?"
"Nothing really, now let me out!"
"Answer my question or I'm leaving..."
"What do you want to know about?"
"Were there any experiments involving teenagers...?"
"Yeah there was one, real hush-hush, it was.... oh fuck..." he stared at Kara for a moment, "Oh god, please don't hurt me!"
"I won't, if you can tell me everything you know about it!"
"I don't know much, just that there were four subjects, two females, two males, and that they were given some sort of genetic enhancements..."
"What kind of enhancements?"
"I don't know! Honest!"
Kara looked at the man then smiled, "You've been helpful, bye!"
She started walking out the truck.
"No wait! Help me!" he yelled.
Kara continued on and left the truck behind her, first making sure to pick up her crossbow that she dropped.

Jakub smiles and wipes the blood off from above his eyes with the back hand of his sword wielding hand. He had bites and scratches everywhere and this strange zombie. It had exposed brain tissue and had bulging muscle development without any skin. The zombie was so agile that it was climbing the side of wall with talons at an amazing speed. It caught him by surprise when he was preoccupied by the regular zombies. The beasts tongue wrapped around his throat with incredible pressure. Luckily his claymore wasn't far away so he was able to decapitate the strange zombie without his neck crushing or the other zombies getting on top of him. I still wonder how that Licker didn't kill me. Its tongue had incredible str- . . . wait a second how did I know its name. This is the third time this has happen now I know for sure. The Umbrella Corp did something to me

He rubs the yellowed bruise around his throat and whispers, "Licker"
"Damn Umbrella Corp!"

He swings his claymore and embedded into the wall about three feet. He pulls it out easily and sheathes it into the scabbard on his back. After that he kinds of hops over the huge holes in the stairwell made by his grenade bouquet. When he reaches the outside most of his wounds have closed up. When he looks around he sees a person flash by his sight. Suddenly his Cobra magnum is in his hand and he is looking down the iron sight and yells, "Stop!"

When Kiba saw that logo, he froze. He knew he saw that logo somewhere, instantly he knew it. "Umbrella Corporation, damn those assholes," said Kiba. He continued on, but he didn't know he was walking into a horde of the zombies. When he stepped on a leaf, every single zombie lokked at him, there were almost 50 zombies.

"Oh shit..." whispered Kiba to himself. He had been close to death before, now he will be a second time. The zombies were charging towards him, snarling.

He ran away from the horde. "Get me out of here!" he thought hard while closing his eyes. The second he knew it, there was silence. He opened his eyes and found himself on the street of the belltower.

"Well, that's somewhere I can start with," he thought.

Jakub felt a pang of something. Something he doesn't know what, but its like meeting his other haf like that. He waits as she runs back to the bodies of the three dead man she just recently killed with her impressive skills. He felt something when she smiled it was another feeling unkown to him that he never felt before. He shurgs it off and says, "Jakub" He turns around and walks off to the west at a slow pace that anyone can keep on with. Without looking he says, "By the way nice legs"

Kiba still had to walk quite a distance to the clock tower. Then, he heard a strange moaning, the voice was low pitched. The voice came from a Umbrella Corporation truck, Kiba approached the truck carefully and holding the Deagle in front of him with two hands. When he looked into the truck, something swift ran passed him, cutting hus arm. Kiba saw the monster, it had three heads, two razor sharp blades as its arms and the body if a spider. Kiba instantly shot it, but he missed. The creature moved very fast and cut him again, this time on his other arm. Kiba fell to the ground, the creature stepping on him, ready to strike. Kiba held his left hand out. Then, the unexpected happened, the creature started shrieking in pain and its heads explode, splattering its brains all around the road. "That's the third time I'm using the powers again," Kiba thought. He got up and continued his journey towards the clocktower.

She’d heard noise, but was unable to tell where it was coming from. In this city that was going to be a bad thing. Judging by the sounds though, it wasn’t one of the creatures – lucky. Turning her gun, Samantha pointed it at the new comer. The safety was off, her index on the trigger. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the other female. Her brows furrowed at the clothing, appearance and then speech of Jenny.

Finally, she nodded her head and lowered the gun. Her index never left the trigger. Her father may not have trained her for a zombie attack, but he had made sure she was prepared to defend herself at all costs.

She nodded. “Sure. But you’ll need weapons.” The two girls would have to go back into the pawn shop, but it was better to be prepared than not. Jerking her head back towards the store, Sam clicked the safety back onto the gun, put it in the back of her waistband and started to move the dumpster back over to the wall. Once it was there, she moved on to the pallet beside it and broke off another board so that once up she would be able to move it away from the wall just like last time. “Come on. Let’s get you weapons.”

The girl climbed onto the trashcan and looked back at the other woman. Now she felt like she was baby sitting. Hopefully, the other girl could shoot. If not, she was going to be highly annoyed. Jumping up, Sammie grabbed a hold of the end of the roof and swung her leg over. She waited on Jenny before pushing the trashcan away from the wall.

“Precaution measures.” She explained simply as she walked over to the roof hatch and climbed back down into her safe haven. As soon as she was down, she stripped off her bags, closed the roof hatch between Jenny, and went around collecting things for the other girl. She didn’t know her strength so it was hard to judge what she would be able to use best. With that in mind, she grabbed a little bit of everything and brought it back. “Pick a few.”

Jenny was a little surprised at how helpful this human was being, she was by far the most helpful creature that Jenny could ever recall seeing. For that, Jenny decided she wouldn't try to kill the woman. Jenny slowly ascended upwards, feeling a strain in her muscles as she pulled herself up. "This seems as though you were more prepared than the other humans. Your survival rate will likely be much higher."

As she waited for the woman to return with whatever weapons she was grabbing, she took a brief look around. This place would hold for a while, perhaps if there was enough food and water, it could last indefinitely. If the human race was to survive, it would need to find a way to build sanctuaries like this one and a stable means of roof top to roof top transport that the creatures couldn't also access.

When Samantha returned, Jenny picked up one of the pistols and looked down its barrel. "Which of these are quiet? The creatures seem drawn by noise. I suspect they lack the ability to differentiate sounds as they seem to be drawn to noise regardless of its type."

He searched the dark depths of each alley with dead tactical eyes for any zombies or Lickers or any other strange zombie hybrid the Umbrella Corp cooked up in their hidden labs. His hand rests on one of the holstered magnums when he answers Kara, "My name is Jakub" Suddenly he heard the bloodcurdling crushing noise of a skull being crushed that barely fazed him. He spins around and puts himself in front of Kara where the noise came from. His magnum is aimed at the head of the bulking shape that he could see well. Jakub snarls to it, "Stop put your hands in the air and walk out of the shadows" He waits for the thing to either ignore his directions or obey them.

The man, Jakub as his name, seemed a bit too nonchalant about Kara, which annoyed her, seeing as she decided to come with him and all... She heard a sound, crackling and crushing, then her annoyance was put to rest as Jakub spun around and placed himself firmly between her and a large man. he said, "Stop, put your hands in the air, and walk out of the shadows!" Jakub was pointing one of his guns at the man.

Kara placed her hand on his wrist and brought it down, pointing the gun away from the man, "He isn't one of the creatures, don't assume he is some sort of brutish ruffian... Hi there I'm Kara and this is Jakub," she said, remaining a bit behind Jakub still.

Ring Ring Ring A Cell phone begins to ring as Jakub, Kara, and Jason stand off, it lies about 20 feet away and has attracted 15 zombies. The Number reads 0886158185651. Will You answer it?

Following Jenny up the stairs to the roof, she latched the entrance back before heading over to the edge of the building. She only repeated what she had done the first time and then moved the garage over yet again. She was really getting sick of messing around with trash. A nice, hot shower sounded wonderful to her.

At the mention of her father, Sammie stopped walking and looked at the girl. “We own a pawn shop. Plus, he’s an avid collector…” She shrugged her shoulders. No, her father didn’t know about these creatures, but she was sure that he could fight them off well enough on his own. “Now of us know much about them. Just don’t get bit,” she stated lowly. “Or you have to die.” She shook her head to get herself out of her morbid thoughts before she continued walking down the street.

“I’ve noticed that they seem to die from shots to the head. “I played around a little bit at the beginning before I decided it was best to go back to the shop.” She shrugged her shoulders, but it was the question about dying that got her to really start thinking.

“Maybe. I don’t know. I’ll never really thought about it.” She replied. Her mother was dead. Her father could be dead, but if she was still alive he had to be too, right? But then why hadn’t he made it back to the shop? She had wanted to see her mother again, but she also didn’t want to die before she’d lived her life first. “You got to live first.” She muttered before she turned to the sound of the phone.

Her eyes narrowed and she looked around. Jenny was right. The noise would attract the creatures. There were thousands of possibilities for the phone going off, but she hoped it could mean a way out. She was banking on the sewer system, but she didn’t tell anyone else that plan. “Think we should answer it?”