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Templar273 · #1 (**permalink**) 09-14-2008

((This has a slow beginning but I hope to pick up the pace as soon as all the intro stuff is cleared
Create a char to join in here: http://roleplayerguild.com/f15/left-...ombie-rp-7084/
Disclosure-This is entirely fictional and as such, no location is "real" as much as made up (later I mention a town of "Rapture"; ya, completely bs'd it xD ))
The mp3 player started blasting heavy metal music in Templars ears. He was lying on one of the 36 bunk beds in the make shift barracks. The lights from the ceiling were uncomfortably bright. Three other guys were playing cards two bunks over. They were cussing in turn as each folded their hands. Templar raised his hand in front of his eyes, blocking out the light while looking at the time.

Damnit...it's only one in the afternoon and guard duty isn't due for another 3 hours...Templar thought he would go insane the longer he was couped up in the barracks. He was assigned here as a "vacation" for his 8 years of military service and training. He was part of the security detail for a top secret underground lab facility in North Carolina. He didn't know what the lab workers did, it wasn't his place to ask.

Templar recognized the three men playing cards that had awoken him with their cursing. It was Johnson, Reile, and Connors. They had all just gotten off of patrols and had swapped off with the next shift. Each shift was 4 hours long and 20 hours off.

Templar silently pulled the ear phones out. He then turned the mp3 player off, simply. He swept his legs to the side and sat on the edge of the bed. He gazed at the card game without longing. He had never gambled nor did he care for it.

"Hey Templar, you tired of sitting on your ass?" It was Johnson. He was perhaps the tallest man in the company coming in at just over six and a half feet. While Johnson wasn't the "best" of them all, he certainly made up for it as their commanding officer.

"Yes, sir." Templar didn't know what the hell was going on in his head at that point. Nor did he calculate what the CO would do. He actually wouldn't have minded being back in Iraq doing what he was trained to do instead of sitting on a bed, twiddling his thumbs half the time.

"You take Reile here and go run the perimeter. Your both itching for something so work it off."

Templar sighed as he nodded to the shorter man. Reile was just under six foot even, hairs less than Templar. They quickly made their way to the armory, winding through the small corridors.

Once there, Templar sorted through the gun wracks and grabbed his kevlar, a M24 sniper rifle, his modified M4 carbine, and 92SF sidearm. He strapped the pistol to his leg while he held the sniper rifle in his left hand by the scope. It was a bad habit of his as the scope constantly had to be recalibrated. The assault rifle hung by his hip, suspended by a rifle strap. With his other hand he grabbed the tactical helmet off of the shelf above his gear.

Fully loaded, Templar moved out. Walking back through the well lit corridors the pair came to the entrance of the facility-a 40 inch thick steel plate vault door. With a thumbs up from the guard in the processing room to Templars right, the door slid back toward the pair. It opened up to the outside world where trees and grass were aplenty. Reile passed Templar, striding past him in his jungle camo. It was the standard of the security detail.

Once outside, the pair moved with ease throughout the terrain. The radio pieces in their ears buzzing every so often to confirm patrols. One report said that multiple civilians were nearby...

"Reile, Templar. You guys hearing this?" It was Johnson. "Go scout it out."

"Roger." That was all that Templar needed to say as they started to move north towards the civilian location. If there were people there, they were trespassing and would have to be detained. That was standard protocol...

Templar273 · #2 (**permalink**) 09-15-2008

Templar hit the ground silently. It was rough terrain but nothing that he hadn't delt with before. Reile had done the same. They were looking over a small rise about two hundred feet away from a light camp that had been set up.

With three crisp hand signs, Templar told Reile to move up silently. Templar brough the M24 to bear on top of a log, bracing his aim as he looked down at the camp. He couldn't get an accurate count of people, somewhere around a dozen. But they were constantly moving.

Reile was sneaking down the side of the rise, virtually invisible. He had his M4 pointed at the ground, a sign of neutrality. That and if the gun went off it would only hit ground instead of accidentally killing someone.

Templar took his head off the scope, looked around twice. He was taking in a ton of details but he was looking for movement. In two minutes another 6 people would arrive and backup Templar and Reile. He braced again, looking out at the camp. The hunting crosshair was off to the side of a man. The man had a pistol and thats all that mattered to Templar. Oddly, it was the only gun that he could see on any of them...

CruelIntentions · #3 (**permalink**) 09-15-2008

Aari grabbed her keys from her shoulder bag, digging through the jumbled mess inside. She slid into her '97 Pontiac Grand Am and drove down to the Museum, they were hosting some sort of Military tour today. She needed new inspiration for her artwork and figured this would be a good kick start for something new.

It didn't take her long to reach the Museum, she stood casually from her car, shutting and locking the door. She wasn't going to be gone too long, but you never know with these things.

Aari smoothed down her little black dress and ran a hand through her hair, she wasn't trying to impress anyone but the wind had messed it up. She walked casually up to the building, looking around at all the veterans who were standing in line, they gave her funny looks as she stood there. She smiled to herself.

Templar273 · #4 (**permalink**) 09-15-2008

Meanwhile...

"Templar, Reile. Johnson here. As soon as Echo squad gets there pull out and let them do their job. You guys get your asses back here pronto. Theres been an incident..." Templar sent a double click sound over the coms as acknowledgement.

Templar cursed in his mind yet he was silent. Reile had paused mid-step and started backtracking to Templar. Before he was even halfway back, Echo squad emerged from the terrain around him. And that was that, he didn't stay to resolve the situation. Templar backed away from his sniper position before standing up and taking off at a full sprint back to base. Reile wasn't far behind.

The whole trek took less than ten minutes to get back to base and another minute to get back inside where Johnson was just getting inside a humvee. He was finishing up the zipper on a body bag. He was then sitting shotgun. Connors was driving. In the backseat a man was sitting, holding a blood stained gauss wrap tightly to his neck.

Templar scrambled around the side and got in behind Connors. Reile didn't even bother with a door as he scaled the humvee with two steps, landing on top. He then swung his legs down, keeping steady on the platform in the vehicle. His hands quickly grabbed hold of the .50 cal machine gun, cocked it, and was fully alert.

Connors floored it as soon as the all clear was given by the checkpoint guard. The humvee roared out of the vault door and down the dirt road towards the town.

Templar glanced at the speedometer over Connors shoulder. The humvee was going 85 when the tires hit the paved road pointed into town. It was one hell of an emergency to make them go this fast. They passed several war statues of tanks as they passed the "Welcome to" sign. It read:
"Welcome to Rapture. Population 567."

They were in town when the lab worker next to Templar started acting funny. At first the man was sweating. Then he seemed to nod off or even die. When the humvee slammed to a stop in front of the hospital, the man had abandoned his gauss wrap and was biting Reiles' right leg. Reile was cursing and screaming in pain.

Templar cursed as he grabbed the man by the throat and threw him back against the seat, pinning him under the neck with Templars' forearm. It took 5 seconds for Connors to actually park and get out while Johnson was all over the guy in 2.

"Wait here." Said Johnson over his shoulder. Between Connors and Johnson, they managed to wrangle the guy and carry him into the hospital. Templar was handing Reile a bandage to wrap around his leg when he took in the town.

There was a museum right across the street with a banner that was advertising a military tour. Any person in the block or the musuem would have heard the screams and cussing. And those screams attracted attention. Over a hundred people were looking at the remaining two people in the humvee...

CruelIntentions · #5 (**permalink**) 09-16-2008

Aari's head whipped around, her bluegreen eyes wide. Someone just emitted a horrible scream behind her. She, along with the rest of the people around her, stared off towards the humvee, watching one man help the other bandage his leg. Aari saw there was a lot of blood, she placed a hand on top of her shoulder bag, she had antiseptic...

Aari took off towards the men while digging through her purse, her mind was racing. She didn't know what happened, but maybe she could get a personal tour or something from the military men, maybe even a personal interview. She wrenched the antiseptic from the mess in her bag right as she reached the humvee. She held it out to the one man who wasn't injured.

"I have this if you need it." Was all she could think to say at the moment, her eyes fixed on the other man's sickly injured leg. Her nose crinkled in disgust.

Templar273 · #6 (**permalink**) 09-16-2008

Templar looked at the woman kindly. It was nice that civilians were helping out. One problem was that Templar wasn't exactly a medic. He practically failed the CPR course.

"Ma'am, can you watch him for a second. I need to go see whats going on."
He didn't wait for her reply nor did he listen to Reiles complaints. He rather simply walked off into the building, the M4 was clanging against his sidearm and the sniper rifle was in his left hand.

He got to the reception desk and looked down at the trail of blood. He bent down and looked at it, placing the butt of the sniper down against dry tile. He wasn't a medic but he thought the blood was coagulated. And that only happened when someone was dead...

"What the..." was all he had time to say before several blood curdling screams rung through his ears. They were coming from deeper inside. At some point of time during the incident the power had managed to go out, leaving the afternoon sun to beat down into the open door. His hand reached up to the com unit and put some pressure on it, activating the squads coms.

"Whats going on in there?"
...No answer.
"Reile, are you hearing this shit?!"
"Ya and it doesn't sound good..."

It was in that moment that Templar swivled his head and saw Johnson in the doorway leading deeper. Something was very wrong about him. He had a bite mark around his neck and he was bleeding profously. His kevlar vest had been torn in multiple places. The rifle was dragging at his feet, hanging on by the strap. The mans eyes were not his own...

Something in Templars gut told him to move, to run. He didn't. Instead he twirled the rifle off the ground and into his arms, aiming at the larger mans chest while sidestepping, moving back outside.

In fresh daylight he never took his eyes off of the stumbling Johnson who was in the dark, pursuing him ever so slightly. Templar was cursing thoroughly in his mind. Another step back and he was clear of the MGs line of sight that Reile was half manning.

"Reile...what the hell is going on?" Templar called over his shoulder yet he never took his eyes off the target. He was unaware that Reile was sweating profously and drifting in and out of consciousness by now...

CruelIntentions · #7 (**permalink**) 09-16-2008

Aari opened her mouth to protest against the man's request but he was already taking off before she could. She rolled her eyes and looked in the humvee for a rag. Seeing a torn peice of cloth in the seat she figured that would have to do. She grabbed the rag and soaked it with antiseptic. She looked at the man.

"My name is Aari, and uh...this is going to hurt." She looked at his leg. "A lot." She warned before applying the rag. The man didn't even flinch as the liquid burned his wound, cleaning it.

"I'm Reile," the man said gruffly before replying to the other man on his unit. She saw him exit the building shortly afterwards then looked back at Reile. Sweat was pouring down from him and he was dozing off.

"Uh..." Aari said, backing away. "I think he has a concussion or something." She said, her eyebrows furrowed. "There's something wrong with him." She said looking up at the other man with a worried expression on her porcelien skinned face.

Templar273 · #8 (**permalink**) 09-16-2008

Templar wasn't looking at the woman as he held the sniper rifle aimed at something in the doorway. This wasn't normal! Templar began to wonder what the hell was really going on that needed guarding back at the base.

In that split second that Templar was thinking, the former Johnson ducked and sprinted out of the door right at Templar. Templar didn't have time to warn the man to stop, his only real option was to shoot him. But this wasn't like Johnson. He was acting like a crazy person with an unsatsified blood lust.

The distinct crack of the sniper rifle filled Templars ears as the round punched through his former squad leader. Johnson fell back on his knees and slid forward, scrambling to get back up and attack.

Templar pulled the bolt up and back, watching as an empty bullet went flying out, then rammed it back down. He reacquired Johnsons head and pulled the trigger at a foot away. There was a ton of blood on the sidewalk.

It was then that Templar looked over at the woman a couple feet away from him. He had the expression of a very angry man. He looked over at Reile and saw that he had conked out. He got concerned then.

"I was gone for like three minutes, what the hell is wrong with both of them..." He was referring to Johnsons aggressive behavior and Reile passing out.

CruelIntentions · #9 (**permalink**) 09-16-2008

Aari screamed and covered her ears as she heard a gunshot, startled. She covered her ears again as another went off. She slowly lowered her hands and turned to see what he was shooting at. Her eyes went wide as she saw all the blood and the heaping mass of brain, blood and a bloody flesh heap on the ground. She grabbed the man's arm.

"What the hell is going on?" She screamed angrily. "If this is some kind of punked show or something I'm am SO not laughing!" She yelled.

Templar273 · #10 (**permalink**) 09-16-2008

By the time that the second gunshot went off, Templar heard sirens. Something was terribly wrong with everything. He felt something tugging at him and looked at the woman. Dozens of screams were coming from out back behind the building.

Things had just officially turned nasty. During the month or so that Templar was guarding the facility he had heard rumors and had his own suspicions. All of them were wrong. Reile stirred on top of the gun turret.

"I'll...be fine..." He said. "Go check it out..." He vomited on the side of the humvee and Templar looked skeptical.

With that, Templar stepped around the woman and popped open the trunk of the humvee. There were several different guns and a dozen ammo canisters. He put the sniper in the trunk. His hands then grabbed a 12 gauge military grade shotgun and a canister of shotgun shells to go with it.

Balancing it against his hip, aimed at the sky, he started putting shells into it. He then pocketed about about 24 more shells in addition to the 8 inside the gun. He then pushed past her again and scuttle walked up to the doorway, peering inside.

"Stay here and when the police get here tell them to set up a perimeter around the building. I shouldn't be long..." He said over his shoulder as he disappeared into the darkness of the building.

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