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Fantasy Apocalypse: Not your typical 'zombie'

((Cya ^^))


Simon was getting all the anger off of him by slicing the other zombies up, one by one. He used his right hand to shove one blade into a zombie's abdomen, while slitting the left one across another zombie's neck with ease, shortly after kicking the right zombie away and pulling the right knife out of his abdomen, stabbing him in the chest with the left blade again.


Left, right, kick, left, left, right.


It looked like a deadly dance among the dead, but without any emotion. The blades were his partner, and the screams were the music they danced to. A sick image, in a sick world.


"..Grlk..!!"


One of them managed to grab his shoulder from behind, jumping on his back and pulling his hood off, the cloth around his mouth falling as well.


Simon reacted instantly, letting himself fall on his back and crushing the guy under his weight.


It was too late.


The smell of his hair already gave his cover away, and some of them saw his face already, looking at him with a nasty expression. He could hear some of them mumbling to each other, another one running straight at him.


He dodged, shoving one of the blades into his neck after he missed him by an inch, staring at him with big eyes.


"Simon...?"


He jerked his head around, looking into the direction the familiar voice came from.


His jaw dropped, and he just stared at the person in front of him.


It was Ken. The guy that saved his life. His... His friend.


"K-Ken?!"


He darted to him, dodging any zombies in his way.


He reached out his hand and grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him closer and hugging him tightly. "Dude! Get the hell outta here! While you still c--..!?"


His fingers dug into Simon's hair, and he pulled back, forcing him to look up.


Simon stood there in shock, trying to realize what was happening. "K-Ken...?" A chill went down his spine as he watched him pulling out a huge flashlight out of his backpack.


He turned around and broke free somehow, but was kicked down to the floor shortly after. He fell on his back, dropping both knives.


Ken stepped on his chest, holding him down and put more and more weight on him. "What the fuck are you doing, Ken?!" He yelled, trying to reach for one of the blades, but it was too far away.


"I'm sorry, dude. It's nothing personal." He said, turning the switch and shining the strong light into his face. Simon let out a hiss, covering his eyes with his hands. Another zombie darted to him, grabbing his wrists and pulling them away, holding his arms to the ground.


He couldn't open his eyes, but he could hear a gun cocking.


"Sorry for the inconvenience, but you have to keep still. You're just too fast!" Ken said, the smile on his face could be heard. "You fucking asshole, i trusted you!" He yelled, opening his eyes for a split second only to scream in pain and close them again as a drop of blood crawled down his cheek. It felt like someone poured acid on your eyeballs.


"Ken... Don't..." He said quietly as he eventually gave up on struggling.


"Why do i trust so easily?" He thought to himself. "I'm a fucking idiot..."





(This might be my character's death unless somebody decides to save him OR i can't come up with a new character yet. :P also: Sorry for the long post. I got carried away. (' :) ))
 
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Lilly woke up with a start. "The hordes here isn't it?!" She said. Her fingers began to curl around her case of knives.
 
As i am fighting i notice one of the people from the firehouse get taken down and held by the Z's. So i rush over to him roundhouse kick the Z that's standing on him and with the momentum off the kick uppercut one of the Z's holding his arm down which Killed it on impact and then kick the other one off his other arm, And as i did the first Z got up and was staring at me with a evil smile. I simply put my arms up in a fighting stance and said "bring it."


@Skychild
 
Six's eyes turned towards the man who, she thought to be insane, was surrounded by the dead using only his bare fists. She slid one of her revovlvers into it's holster before reloading the other one and killing the ones surrounding him.
 
David was distracted by the stranger he'd been fighting alongside run to assist Simon. He stared for a moment, unsure of whether to help or keep defending the firehouse. He shut his eyes tightly for just a moment, but that moment was all that one of the stragglers needed. David felt the ground slip from beneath him and he hit the cement hard, fairly winded. He gasped for breath and instinctively jabbed into the zombie with his katana. He pulled it out of the zombie and proceeded to decapitate him swiftly. David paused for a moment to catch his breath before rushing to the stranger's side again to help out Simon.
 
As the guy that has been with me comes over to aid me further i say "theirs only a dozen or two left i actually think we may survive this."
 
Lilly looked out of a window, seeing a zombie come for David. She threw a knife at the zombies head and hit it in the eye, killing it.
 
Simon got up on his knees, then on his feet. He opened his eyes slightly to see Ken and the others lying dead on the ground. There were about a dozen of them left. His vision was still blurry, but it would work. He glanced at the people who got these traitors off of him, before picking up his knives from the ground and continuing to fight the rest of them.


He didn't say anything.


He glanced at the traitor he once called a friend lying dead on the ground, and that was about it. No "thank you" to the others, either.


He darted to a couple of zombies, shoving both blades into their faces at the same time, before pulling them out again. He just wanted to get this over with already.
 
Six sheathed her revolver. Seeing most of the final zombies in a group, she reached into her coat and pulled out a GL-40. She snapped it towards the group and took aim before pulling the trigger, seeing the explosive spiral through the air and hit a zombie, exploding it and everything within a meter of the blast. After the smoke had cleared, only four zombies were alive, trying to recover from the blast.
 
Once Simon was good to go, David brought his katana down on two of the remaining zombies who had practically been huddled together. Two zombie heads slid off and their bodies crumpled to the ground. Just two to go.
 
Simon darted to one of the last remaining two, getting him in a chokehold. "Fuck you." He whispered into his ear with a disturbingly soothing tone before shoving one of the knives down his throat, followed by the second one repeatedly stabbing his chest. This was what people called his sick personality.


One more to go.
 
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Lilly ran outside and jumped on the the last zombie, stabbing it in the eye. "That was the last one."
 
Seeing a girl run out of the building and killing the last Z i let out a sigh and say "thanks for the help." To everyone and start to walk away.
 
Six replaced the greneade launcher and took a look among the survivors. They seemed to be skilled fighters, maybe they had met Marcus. The red eyes of her mask glared in the darkness, like a monster from a storybook.
 
Lilly walked around and picked up the knives she'd thrown. "No promblemo." She said, cleaning the blood off her knives.
 
David watched the stranger begin to walk away and caught up to him. "Hey, do you need anything? Cus I can try to help you out if so..." He suddenly realized how pathetic he had just sounded. David sheathed his katana and strapped it to his back again.
 
Six walked up to the one picking up knives. Crouching down, she pucked one up and wiped it off before examining it and offering it to it's owner.


@Lillith Walker
 
"Thank you." Lilly said, taking the knife that had been offered to her. She put them all in her case and slipped it into her pocket.
 
(See ya)


The red eyes looked into the girl's. "Have you met someone named Marcus? Wears a beanie and uses a shotgun? Has a knife like this?" Her voice came out distorted, neither male or female. To show her what knife she meant, she pulled the knife, still in it's sheath, from within her coat. The sheath and blade were exactly like Marcus's, but Instead of a name, the number six was scratched onto the sheath.
 
As the guy caught up to me i had gotten to my car reaching in and grabbing the bag. I then turn around and say "Nah i will be fine but if we ever run into one anther again my name is Z-Blaster." I then duck into an alley as i do i notice another person in a outfit and give them a nod as in understanding. Then as i find a place out of view i take my helmet off and put my regular clothes back on over my armor and put the helmet into the bag. I then head back out of the alley and let out a small yelp and say what "what the hell happened hear." After i say that i walk over to my car toss the bag back in it and walk back over to the group with a concerned look on my face and say "need help with anything?"


(if any character looks into the car they will see the black mask siting in the bag.)
 
Six looked up and stood, showing the sheathed knife to him. "I'm looking for someone named Marcus. He uses a shotgun, wears a beanie, and owns a knife like this."
 

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