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- >A thick fog creeps in from the shadows.
- >The moon itself is nothing more than a dull, white circle in the sky.
- >You can't see shit.
- >With pistols at the ready, you and your three buddies stalk the streets of your home town.
- >You've been lucky so far not to make contact with anything.
- >A loud, demonic voice echoes through the streets of the bustling city turned ghost town.
- >"FETCH ME THEIR SOULS!" it calls.
- >"Fuck you, Luna!" Dom shouts into the sky.
- >"ESPECIALLY DOM'S," Luna continues.
- >"Aw shit," says Dom when he realizes he just possibly fucked himself.
- "Way to go, dumbass."
- >"Hey. Tell your PMS'ing girlfriend to get off the fucking rag," retorts Dom.
- "She's not my girl-!"
- >A ball of lightning explodes mere feet from your group.
- >A half-decayed dog with it's coat on fire lunges for your throat.
- >Miro takes a step between the two of you and blasts the beast with his weapon several times.
- >The hellhound slumps dead to the ground at his feet.
- >"One," declares Miro.
- "Fuck you. That was mine."
- >"Annie please," says Miro as he turns to walk past you.
- >Another dog spawns, which you and Dom promptly take down.
- >An arguement of who's kill it is ensues.
- >And then another spawns.
- >Then three more.
- >Five more.
- >Oh shit, too many!
- >Pat yelps out in pain as one makes contact with his forearm.
- >Blood dribbles down his arm and drops to the ground.
- >Pressing the barrel to it's skull, he splatters it's brains across the pavement.
- "Scatter!" you shout as you bolt down a nearby alley.
- >The other three follow close behind, Pat cradling his injured arm.
- >"This is bullshit!" shouts Dom from behind. "What kind of sadistic bitch sends dogs at the beginning!"
- >"YOUR MOM," echoes the demonic Luna.
- >You're several steps ahead of the others.
- >The hellhounds are mere feet behind the others.
- >You spot a metal door up ahead with a small light over it.
- "Oh God, please be open!"
- >You run over the turn the knob.
- >It's unlocked!
- >You throw the door open so hard it slams into the brick wall it's built into.
- >Your blood runs cold.
- >Inside...
- >A room crowded full of zombies turn and stare at you standing in the doorway.
- "Fuck my ass..." you mumble to yourself
- >You turn and bolt as the rest of your group catches up.
- "Shit!"
- >They peer inside as they pass.
- >A stampede of bloodthirsty zombies pours from the room.
- >All but Pat turns around and starts firing at the mob behind you.
- >Miro speaks with every time he shoots.
- >"Pop. Pop. Pop. Watchin'. Niggas. Drop."
- >Pat looks like he wants to slap him upside the head, but says nothing.
- >Pat points up at one of the buildings.
- >"Fire escape!" he shouts.
- >You and Dom look forward to see the escape route.
- >Miro continues firing and counting his kills.
- >Pat is the first to climb with Dom doing a running jump after him.
- >You call for Miro to follow, which he promptly does.
- >At the top of the first story, Dom shoves Pat against the railing and performs a dive through the glass window of the nearest apartment.
- >"OW!!!" comes his voice from the other side of the curtains.
- >Pat watches you and Miro as you climb up.
- >Looking back, you watch the zeds crowd around the base of the fire escape.
- >At least they can't climb.
- >The hellhounds race off down the alley to parts unknown.
- >Pat follows Dom and steps through the shattered glass that used to be a window.
- >You and Miro follow.
- >The apartment is destroyed.
- >Blood-staind walls and torn-up furniture.
- >Dom sits on the sofa, picking glass out of his arms.
- >"You didn't say this shit would hurt!" he said.
- >"Yeah, I gotta agree," spoke Pat. "That dog bite hurt like hell. I thought this was just a dream?"
- "You've never been hurt in your dreams?" you ask.
- >"No! Because it's a fucking dream!" shouts Dom.
- >"Well yeah but... Does that mean we can die?" asked Pat.
- >"Duh, retard," said Miro.
- >"Are you fucking kidding me!" shouted Pat as he started becoming hysterical.
- "Not in real life, dumb ass. It's just a dream. Lucid dream. Where you have no control. Over anything."
- >"Because only one bitch-of-a-pony has control over what happens," finished Dom.
- >A lightning bolt cuts through the apartment complex.
- >An explosion is heard and the door to a nearby closet blasts off the hinges and hits the opposite wall.
- >A small wooden chest with spikes and a firey accent sits in the closet.
- >A large question mark is on it's face.
- >Dom jumps to his feet.
- >"Mystery box!" he shouts.
- >He shoves Pat to the side as he races to be the first to open it.
- >He kicks the lid hard, smashing it against the wall behind it.
- >A little patchwork pony doll floats up from within the box.
- >"The fuck is that?" asks Dom.
- >As he goes to grab it, it starts laughing and floating away.
- >"Oh no you don't!" shout's Dom as he drops his weapon to grab the doll with both hands.
- >It carries him up and starts phasing through the ceiling.
- >Dom manages to get his feet above him and pressed against the ceiling.
- >He pulls down against the pull of the doll.
- >"Give me a gun you fucking Jew pony!" he shouts.
- >The doll manages to phase completely through the ceiling and Dom loses his grip and falls on his head to the floor.
- >The rest of the group can't stop laughing.
- >After he collects himself, he goes to kick the box again.
- >Except this time it shatters from his kick.
- >A one-time use and he fucked it up for all of you.
- >That, or Luna is just fucking with him.
- >"I hate all of you..." mutters Dom.
- "Okay, so... Gameplan, anyone?"
- >Pat walks off to another room, looking for something.
- >Dom rejoins you.
- >"I don't care," he says. "Lets just all suicide in a circle."
- >"Let's go to the gun store," suggests Miro. "I'm out of ammo for my pea shooter. You can't kill anything with a 9mm. I need me a nugget."
- "That's your problem," you tell him. "I still got..."
- >You drop the magazine and play wiggle it back and forth in your hand.
- "About 4 shots with one in the chamber."
- >"Just steal some from Pat," suggests Dom. "He only shot like one time."
- >You take a minute to ponder the though.
- "Yeah, you're right."
- >Pat comes back into the room, wrapping his arm in gauze.
- >All eyes are on him.
- >"What?" he asks.
- "Where did you get that?" you ask, referencing the medical supplies.
- >"Oh, this?"
- >Pat holds up a small med kit.
- >"Found it in the bathroom."
- >"You should give me that," said Dom.
- >"You should say please," demands Pat.
- >"You should suck my balls," retorts Dom.
- >Pat shrugs.
- >"Suit yourself."
- >He throws the med kit out of the window into the crowd of zombies below.
- >The metallic ping and groan of a zombie as the med kit strikes it's head is heard.
- >"Dick!" shouts Dom.
- >He grabs Pat by the collar and starts dragging him towards the window, intent on tossing him to fetch the med kit.
- "Okay so about that gameplan..." you say, trying to get back on track.
- >A loud roar is heard echoing through the building.
- >"Uh... What was that?" asked Miro.
- >Another roar is hear before the entire wall of the room comes down.
- >A massive son of a bitch made of pure muscle stands in the hole.
- >"It's the fucking hulk!" shouts Dom as starts to run the other way.
- >You watch him go and turn back to the fucking tank in the room.
- "Yeah, that would be a good idea, huh?"
- >The three of you break for it through the apartment complex as the wall of meat comes crashing through the building after you.
- "I thought we had sanctuary?" you shout.
- >"I NEVER SAID THAT," replied Luna. "AND I GOT BORED WAITING."
- >Miro says "Fuck it" and chucks his pistol at the berzerking monstrosity behind him to which it has no effect.
- >He makes it a point to stay ahead of Pat at all times.
- >Dom finds a large hole in the wall of the apartment building and launches himself out onto the tin roof of a warehouse.
- >The rest of you eventually find your way and follow as he's already crossing the roof.
- >The fucking tank hurls itself out of the hole after your group, making the already large hole even bigger.
- >Fortunately, the sheet metal roof can't hold it's weight and it falls through to the ground below.
- >It roars back up.
- >It sounds pissed.
- >No time for caring.
- >Running now.
- >Dom leaps once again to another rooftop, this one being solid.
- >He waits for the rest of you to catch up and you all keel over to catch your breath.
- >"Where's your gun?" Dom asks Miro.
- >"It fucking ate it," he replied.
- >That's bullshit, but no time to argue.
- "We need to figure out how to get to the goal," you tell them.
- >A ray of silver light falls from the moon to a nearby table near the door.
- >Four weapons magically appear.
- >To keep it simple, an assault rifle, hunting rifle, machine gun, and semi-auto shotgun.
- >You group crowds around the table and stares at the new weapons.
- >You look to the sky and ask,
- "Any reason for this?"
- >"CHANGE OF PLAN," calls Luna. "YOU TAKE TOO LONG TO GO TO THE ZOMBIES, SO I'M BRINGING THE ZOMBIES TO YOU. IT'S A GAME OF SURVIVAL NOW."
- >Dom nopes the fuck out and grabs the shotgun before leaving the rooftop to go downstairs.
- >Miro takes the hunting rifle because he says it's exactly what he was looking for.
- >You don't know what the hell he's talking about, but bolt-action isn't the best selection at this point in time.
- >You take the assault rifle because of it's all-purpose use.
- >The decision for Pat to have the machine gun is unanimous since you've all figured out that he can't shoot for shit.
- >Plus it's the heaviest and none of you want to carry that fucking thing anyways.
- >The rest of you follow Dom who's now standing out in the street.
- >He points off in the distance and you can see spotlights screening the sky.
- >"It's only a few blocks away! Lets go!" he says.
- >The collective screaming of a nearby horde of zombies is heard as they close in on you.
- >The howl of dogs and the roar of the pissed off tank from before are also heard.
- >Miro cocks back his pistol and holds it up.
- >"Men! Prepare to defend yourselves!" he says in an old man's voice.
- >Pat reaches for his belt and finds his sidearm missing.
- >"Hey!" he yells at Miro when he realizes Miro has his weapon.
- >The group starts running towards the lights, but are immediately diverted by the tank smashing through a building and sending a car flying across the street through the glass of a shop.
- >The group fires on it, but decides to book ass when it shows no sign of slowing down.
- >Hellhounds spawn in clusters around you and zombies crowd the street from all sides.
- >Some even jump down out of windows from the buildings above.
- >Pat leads the way by pointing his machine gun forward and holding the trigger as he runs, liberally spraying anything and everything with lead.
- >Dom follows close behind and blows away any dog that gets too close.
- >You and Miro follow mere steps behind, firing to the side and behind.
- >Miro points his Nagant back and over his head.
- >He fires without looking.
- >When he expends his clip, he looks back and then gives you a goofy smile.
- >"Did I get anyone?" he asks.
- >You come upon another intersection.
- >The street directly to the front is blocked by an overturned bus.
- >The crossstreet is blocked off by a fence with sandbags on both sides.
- >You're literally cornered.
- >Zombies climb over the bus and fences and more dogs appear.
- >The tank is rampaging through the crowd of zombies, smashing them into the ground as he goes or just simply throwing them through the glass of nearby stores.
- >"Every man for himself!" shouts Dom as he breaks from the group and through storefront glass of the nearest shop.
- >The door is literally missing not two feet to the left...
- >He gets up and runs through the store, a large crowd of zombies and dogs after him.
- >The tank takes interest and follows as well.
- >The three of you break right and as far down the street as you can.
- >Another thin alley is found and you make your way down.
- >Pat backs up down the alley, holding the trigger like a vice, never intending to let go.
- >His barrel begins to heat intensely.
- >You kick in the first door you find.
- >A floating gold skull is found just behind it.
- >As you reach out to touch it, it disappears in a clowd of gold dust.
- >"INSTA-KILL," announces Luna.
- >Dom, far seperated from the group by now, hears the announcement and turns to face his crowd of attackers.
- >He manages to get them in a fatal funnel and starts putting shell after shell of buckshot into them.
- >Reload and keep going.
- >A familiar roar is heard as the tank bursts through the nearest wall.
- >Pointing his weapon at the tank's face, Dom puts on a wicked smile.
- >"Say hello to Satan for me," he says as he pulls the trigger.
- >Buckshot sprays the beast in the face.
- >It flinches, and then roars and charges.
- >Dom's eyes go wide as he puts a few more shots into it.
- >"The insta-kill! It does nothing!" he shouts.
- >The tank proceeds to thrash the ever-living shit out of him, leaving nothing but a bloody pulp to remain.
- >Miro follows you up the stairs the door you opened led you to.
- >Pat stays in the alley.
- >The new power-up is enough to give him the confidence of immortality as legions fall to his mighty tool of destruction.
- >BANG BANG BANG - CLICK!
- >The belt on Pat's machine gun runs out of ammo and he fumbles with it to get a new one loaded.
- >The long time to rectify the situation and without the lack of support from the others causes him to throw the weapon to the ground and run.
- >He continues down the alley instead of following the other two into the building.
- >Reaching for his belt, he fails to find his pistol.
- >Then he remembers how the bastard Miro swiped it from him.
- >"God damn it!" shouts Pat as a hellhound pounces him from behind.
- >The pursuing horde of zombies make short work of him.
- >Holy shit, it's like you've been doing this your whole life!
- >The final two survivors move through the building like a SWAT team.
- >Miro watches you back as you clear the room with your trusty assault rifle.
- >There's never more than a couple zombies per room, but you can never be too sure.
- >And with the horde fast approaching from behind, you need to make this quick.
- >You manage to find yourself in yet another apartment building.
- >How this happens, you haven't a clue, but hey, it's progress.
- >Miro is close behind as you step quickly down the long hall of this particular complex.
- >Up another set of stairs and into a large, blown-out section of the building.
- >The walls between the apartments are missing, as is the outer-most wall.
- >You can see the entire courtyard this particular apartment and surrounding complexes are built around.
- >Deciding to speed it up, especially with all this extra room, you start running over the debris of fallen sections of wall and broken furniture.
- >Miro, unaware of your new intent, falls a few feet behind, but otherwise starts running as well.
- >"GET READY FOR A SURPRISE!" announces Luna.
- >About halfway through the destroyed section, the tank appears once again.
- >It bursts through the walled section that was still standing, sent large chunks of debris, and Miro himself, flying away from the building and landing in the courtyard two stories down.
- >You look back as the lucky bastard stands without a scratch.
- >From the hole the tank made flows a steady stream of zombies.
- >Half of which jump down to get to Miro outside.
- >The other half run past the tank after you.
- >You try to help Miro for as long as possible but firing down at the crowd of zombies converging on him from above.
- >When your own mob gets too close, you're forced to abort.
- >Miro fires away, taking out several zeds with single shots.
- >When his rifle empties completely, he wields it in both hands by the muzzle and swings it like a baseball bat.
- >"Aloha snackbar!" he cries as he starts swinging his butt stock.
- >Cracking skulls and kicking ass, he is eventually overcome.
- >And now you are on your own with a massive horde and an unstoppable train of solid muscle on your ass.
- >You run and turn down various never-ending hallways to try to get away.
- >It's no use and the tank just plows through the building in a beeline for you.
- >You finally come to a dead end.
- >The end of a long hall with the stairwell destroyed and blocked by debris and the only other exit collapsed upon.
- >You turn and rack your rifle.
- >As the horde makes it's way into your line of sights, you fire away to the best of your ability.
- >They're too fast and too numerous to hold back and they quickly converge on you.
- >The tank, once again, seems to come to your rescue and plows most of the horde away before turning on you.
- >Letting out a deep, deafening roar, it starts sprinting at you to make it's kill.
- >Holding the trigger on your weapon is fucking pointless as it shrugs off the bee stings that are your bullets.
- >Your eyes go wide as it bring both fists up and down as forcefully as it can.
- >You sit straight up in bed, your alarm blaring and vibrating on your end table.
- >You breath heavily and sweat profusely as you sit in the dark and let your alarm play.
- >Reaching over to turn it off, you let a sigh of relief.
- >Thank God you had to wake up extra early this morning...
- >Placing a hand over your crotch, you check to see if you pissed yourself.
- >That wonderful feel when you find out that you're totally dry.
- >Crawling out of bed, you go to the bathroom to get a drink of water before you prepare for your day.
- >Several hours later, you get a text from Dom.
- >'What the hell happened? Are you alright?'
- >You text back, 'Yeah, I'm fine. Why?'
- >'You totally disappeared off the grid, according to Luna. She thought she killed you. Literally!'
- >You reply with, 'I take it I should probably get a hold of her then to let her know I'm alright, huh?'
- >You don't get a response, but you don't need one.
- >You make it a point to stop by her house later.
- >You're surprised your phone hasn't blown up from her by now, actually.
- >On second though, you might as well milk this while you can.
- >Maybe she will learn to play fair and not be a Nazi Game Master.
- >You're totally gonna catch shit for this, but it'll be worth it.
- >You may get a laugh or two out of it.
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