Sci-Fi FGZB

(Mallion)

He couldn't believe it, his eyes in tears, the smell of blood lingers in the air as he waits for the Ferris wheel to let him off, he's at the very top right now. All that remains is his dad's left shoe.

He's been looking forward to this day for about a month now, he was going to go to the smallest but the best theme park in Taryn with his father. His mindset was always negative towards his father after the death of his mother. "Why couldn't you protect her? Why are you such a weak man? Why couldn't it have been you?" He asks his father frequently. When he asks these questions he always ends up sobbing along with his father, he knows Mallion doesn't mean to be rude. She didn't deserve that, it wasn't right.

As they fly to the theme park in their cherry red convertible (roof on) hovercraft, with the green sun illuminating the grey road, a rain drop hits the windshield, then another, then another. Mallion has always loved the rain, but his father has always hated it. They were opposites; he glows, he doesn't. He has wings, he doesn't. He likes Taryn, he misses Earth. He loves the dark weather, he loves the bright weather. He likes men, he likes women. The one thing they have in common is sadness and sorrow for their mother. The shadows of the raindrops on the windshield cast upon Mallions face as he smiles. He reads aloud off a sign above the theme park "Enoth" Mallion's dad pats his sons shoulder and they step out of the hovercraft.

Several hours of laughs and joy pass and there's only one ride left to enjoy. "Mallion, it's getting late, we need to eat dinner." Mallion scrunched his eyebrows down and pointed at the Ferris wheel. "Okay but after this we have to leave." Mallion laughed full of excitement as they got in line for the ride. The sun has gone down so now the theme park's lights were the only source of light they had along with Mallions glow. A red light ran across Mallion's hair and wings, then a green light ran across his father's hair as they struggled to get in the cart due to the wings, but they finally managed to get them in. They started to go up and his father started to breathe heavily. "I didn't know you were afraid of heights dad." He didn't reply, instead he just grasped tightly on the cart's blue cage walls. "It's almost over dad just calm down." They reached the very top of the Ferris wheel and stopped so that more people could get on at the bottom. "Hurry up!" His dad yells frightened. "Dad calm down!" As Mallion said that, two hands appeared on his dad's shoulders. Mallion's face turned from angry to frightened and he became pale. "Get your hands off me Mallion!" The hands then started to pull on his dad, trying to pull him through the bars of the cart. Mallion grabbed his dad's arms trying to pull him free of the hand's grasps, but wasn't strong enough. Mallion watched as his dad was folded in half, bones breaking, and pulled out of the cage. "Dad!" Mallion burst out crying, gasping for air. The theme parks lights turned off and the sound of screaming erupted down below. Mallion tugged on the door of the cart as hard as he could but it wouldn't budge, he ducked in the middle of the cart in a fetal position, wishing he could hide his glow.

He couldn't believe it, his eyes in tears, the smell of blood lingers in the air as he waits for the Ferris wheel to let him off, he's at the very top right now. All that remains is his dad's left shoe.

Lee was starring into space, taping his favorite pencil on his desk. This is what Lee usually did at work, he would act like he was working when the boss came by, then daydreaming when the boss passed. This is how the past 3 years of Lee's life went, go to work, do nothing, go home and sleep, wake up, not much happened in his life. No girlfriends, not many friends, he would talk and joke with his fellow coworkers but that was about it. Lee looked at the the windows that over looked the city's horizons, and notices smoke in the air, that was not common in Tanyn. It seemed Lee was not the only one that noticed, other workers stood up and walked to the windows, one of the ladies gasped. About 64 floors bellow, was complete chaos. People were were running in all directions, cars running into others or into people. Lee was shocked, unable to move at all, that us when he saw what the people were running from, it was a swarm of rotting men, woman and children, bleeding and grunting, running on all four. A police officer that tried to stop them was literally eaten alive. The rest of his co-workers were screaming, some quiet, some started to run to the elevator, but Lee stood there, eyes glued at the disgusting scene bellow.

Aría

Bang bang bang bang bang bang

I growl in annoyance, the triggers of my twin pistols blurring as I hail bullets downrange. The target is untouched, for the most part. The only mark is the gaping hole in the center, bullets still slamming into it at unbelievable speeds. That asshole, I think savagely, that absolute, unmitigated asshole! What gives him the right to pull me over for speeding and then come on to me? I'll show him speeding, alright! I'll speed his head off of his body!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang

I hear some kind of distant shriek and sigh in irritation. Some moron probably forgot to put the safety on their gun and shot their pregnant lesbian wife or something, I don't know. My guns click, and I eject the magazines, jacking in two more and resuming, my fingers moving even faster. My forehead is coated in a thin sheen of sweat and my ears are ringing mercilessly by the time I've gone through the twenty magazines of bullets that I can afford to waste at a range. More screaming. Sighing tiredly, I eject the last magazine and walk up to the counter, dropping all twenty into the allotted box before drawing my own magazines out of my pockets and loading them into my guns. Safeties on, of courses. Another scream. Jesus, it's amateur hour tonight. Wait, never mind, that came from outside, which means...

I throw the door open and find myself staring at a scene of chaos. Rain slicks the sidewalks as horrifying, putrid monstrosities bearing winglike constructs assault terrified civilians. Ten or so instantly lock on to me and begin shambling slowly in my direction, tortured moans escaping their bulbous, cracked lips. Another sigh comes from me.

"That's so damn cliche."

My pistols come out again, twirling on my fingers as I cock them and flick off the safeties in one fluid motion. I level them confidently and a sardonic grin leaps to my face.

"And I hate cliches."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang

(Sadly, Aría was unaware that only headshots counted [at least that's how I assume it works], and thus only two zombies were slain. First casualties! Ding ding ding! Wait, never mind, the father...)

(Sorry about that, the network derped up and I double posted)

Solana had been working pretty much nonstop for three centuries. The ranks of the assassins had swelled in the last few decades, her people could afford one less for a while. She had visited some of the greatest destinations one could go in the universe but she never did anything but work there and then left. Her first stop on her galaxy wide tour was Taryn with the last being her species planet.

Solana wasn't sure where or what to do first, she didn't even know what she would even enjoy doing or what she would hate doing. She tapped into the local internet and did a search for anything she might enjoy.

Dereputa's Combat Arena (illegal)
Butarugin's Casino (legal & illegal)
Barbera's House of Love (legality in question)
Daigo's Carnival (legal)
Zoreamer's Glamour Studio (legal)

She ripped her list into little strips and tossed them into her hat. She shook the hat and stirred the contents. After a moment she picked up a strip. "Glamour Studio, in...." There was an explosion. Solana turned to look just in time to defend herself from a zombie. Without even having to think about it she grabbed her shortsword and jammed it into the zombie's head. "Jukkete! Kuu`Datto!" She kicks the zombie. "Good lord you stink." She heads to the edge of the rooftop. She looks down. "What the hell is going on?" She saw crazed people eating people, people firing wildly at the crazed people. "Has everyone gone fucking insane? Jukkete this planet. Time to find another planet to R&R on." She decided to avoid the streets. She also pulled out her bow & checked the power indicator. "Good full charge."

Conna'Cel was walking through the street, ignoring the debris and screams of the civilians in the distance. They were of no concern to him; his only objective was to find a new master. His old master was gone, wiped from his memory banks, leaving only the knowledge that he once had a master. He jumped over an abandoned car and came across 5 zombies, who all turned toward Conna'Cel and began lumbering toward him, moaning.. "Hostile entities detected, engaging," Conna'Cel said as he raised his left arm, his wrist and hand transforming and a thin barrel extending from where his hand was. In a fluid motion he fired 5 lasers at the zombies' heads, disposing of them within 2 seconds. "Hostile entities neutralized," Conna'Cel announced as his arm transformed back into its original form.

As Conna'Cel jumped off the car and landed on the ground, he suddenly looked up toward the sky and said, "Battery low, must recharge. Error: insufficient energy at current location." He looked around, then proceeded to go up to a building and climb the walls, his fingers and feet finding purchases in the walls and digging into the wall when there were none. When he reached the top, he walked into the center of the rooftop. Suddenly his shoulders began to transform, revealing solar panels that began to absorb energy from the sunlight. "Recharging," he said, standing straight up and perfectly still.

Aría

What. The. Hell.

Okay, zombie stuff happens in movies a lot, I'll give you that. But real life? Real fuckin' life? Wasn't my life messed-up enough already? How did this even happen? What twathead released the virus that infected everyone? And why...the hell...can they FLY?!

All of this is running wildly through my head as I run wildly across the rooftops, ducking, sliding, climbing, jumping. Taryn's roofs are a lot harder to parkour than Earth's, and since they don't have to scale skyscrapers, the things are actually gaining on me. Not out of ammo, but not enough time to load another mag. CHRIST, today is not my day.

As I jump and roll from one particularly high roof to a much lower one, I wrench my ankle some and wince, my pace slowing to just slower to a walk. Damn, damn, now they're REALLY gaining on me...Hang on, who's that? As I fervently load up a new clip of bullets from ammo in my pocket, I make the person out. Great, just great. It's one of those damn Elvhen assassins, and if I'm not mistaken, I recognize her. Lovely. Now not only do I have a bunch of zombies trying to eat me, but the same woman who once tried to eviscerate me has my life in her hands. Pardon me if I don't hold my breath.

"Hey sweetie, mind giving me a hand over here? You like killing things, right?"

(Sorry if that's considered a bit of god-modding. If so, I'll change it.)

She turned and shot an energy arrow right by Aría's head just barely missing her, putting the arrow through a zombie's eye. "Things are not alive thus killing is not an option. I do not like killing anymore than a soldier conscripted against his wishes by his government to fight a war he has no desire to be a part of. I do it because the Goddess commands it of me. One death can save hundreds or thousands." She jumps to the next building. "If you want off this planet then keep up and answer my questions." She takes off at a quarter of the speed she's capable of so she could keep a better eye and ear out for danger.

Lee could finally rest a little, He was able to get out of his office and make to to the staircase before his other coworkers got to it. He was able to make it to the entrance of his building before he he was spotted by the things he saw earlier, he was able to escape behind the front desk. Breathing heavily, thousands of thoughts ran through his head, "Could he escape", "Would someone find him", "Would those thing find him first", "Was his family on earth ok", " Could he go to the bathroom without getting eaten". Lee looked around the front desk for some.king of weapon, something he could use to protect himself. After looking through shelf after shelf he.finally found a drawer with keypad on it, Crap, he had no idea what the pass word was, Lee started to sort through the secretary's not pad, hoping she wrote it down. Lee pushed papers away, some falling on the floor. Lee became frustrated, he read 1 more note that held the numbers "520021" Safe passcode. Lee became an very, crumpled up the paper and through it over the desk towards the entrance. When Lee finally calmed down he realized what he had just done, Lee face palmed, " Really, idiot, idiot idiot" Lee mumbled to himself, he just though the pass code to the Safe he wanted to open out the door, into the chaos, he would have to go get it.

Aría

I finish loading up two magazines and, with my ankle mostly better, jog after her, keeping pace with absolute ease. Hmm, she seems really...I dunno what the word is, but for some reason, it seems like she doesn't know who I am. Huh.

"So, what exactly is an Elvhen assassin doing around here? You already tried to tear my guts out through my eye sockets once," which of course was hyperbole; she simply tried to cleanly shoot an arrow through my eye at a distance, "so are you here to try and kill me again? If so, you're doing in wrong." Another building flashes by beneath my feet. "I mean..." GOD WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BUILDINGS IN TARYN "I've killed plenty, but...Eh, whatever. Go on, ask your questions, sweetheart."

Mallion

My cart on the Ferris wheel finally got to the bottom and the door automatically opened. I grab my dad's shoe and run out. "If only I brought my daggers with me I would've been able to help my dad." I say to myself crying, angry at myself. I spread my wings out and start to flap them. I pick myself up and head towards my cube, a room in an apartment. I hear a deep chirping sound behind me, almost like a birds chirping, to notice a flock of literally-bloody and torn up crows chasing me. "Why do they have four wings?!" I turn my body around at the birds and flap my wings forward, blowing the birds back far away.

I arrive at my Cube and crash through the window, swiping the daggers off of the coffee table. I then look out the broken window to see two pretty women doing parkour over roof tops, they could be helpful. I spread my wings and jump forward in direction of the women, with both daggers in my hands.

"Is that really worth it, nah", Lee mumbled to himself, he wanted to go get the paper but it was no worth the trouble. Lee got up and creeped out of the front entrance looked around for any thing suspicious. Seeing nothing, Lee made a brake for a police car across the street.

He made it, he had ran to the car with all his might .and made it to the car. Opening the trunk he found a large gun, Lee visibly staggered. He had hit the jackpot, there was a Hecete IV in the back or this car, probably confiscated from a criminal, it was a powerful sniper rifle mad by the company he worked at. Lee picked up the gun, it was a little heavy but he could handle it. He strapped it to his shoulder, closed the trunk of the car and snuck around the front if the car. That is were he found the dead police officer, Lee searched him and found a small pocket knife, he took that too.
Things had gone bad so quickly that he had to resort to stealing, Lee got in the police car, that he had just stolen also, and drove of into another street, hoping to find a way to get to his home...
On the other side of town.

KA-BOOM

Bits of brain, skull, and torso coat the wall as Lug uses his last big shoota round, the bullet exploding inside the body when it entered. With a grunt Lug threw the now useless hunk of metal like a javelin and stuck it into another thing. Unlike the other one, this one didn't die. Instead the pointy end of the big shoota lodged itself deeply into the things chest and it kept moving like nothing happened. Grumbling, Lug kicked the bastard away before moving out and away. Leaving behind a mess of exploded torsos, mutilated limbs, and a lot of bullet casings.

Running through the streets, Lug made his way to his work shop while punting and whacking any weirdos that came up to him. One of them even bounced on a wall, exploding in the process. That gave him a laugh. However he soon saw a sight that gave him pause, a large group of them were charging towards some poor sod. Tore the bastard to pieces, gruesome. Realizing that, for now at least, being on the ground was a death trap. Lumbering up one of the fire escapes, Lug was surprised to see two...Females? on the roof. It was hard to tell with these rendered races. But that would wait as the wyrdies started to shamble up the fire escape as well.

Taking his trusty Mek Wrench in hand, Lug brought it down on the supports. With a strong kick the escape collapsed on its own weight as it crushed the wyrdies on its way down. With time to spare, Lug pulled out a worn cigar case and used his ark tool to light it. Taking in a deep drag Lug turned to his new acquaintances Lug said, "Oi, names Lug. You lot don't know how all dis started do ya?"

Solana jumped from building to building.

"I came here because I am on vacation. Planets turned to traako since I was last here. I have never failed to kill my target. If you were targeted by an Elvhen assassin before it was not me. The last time I was on this planet you would have been no more than two or three. I do not kill kids."

She noticed a group of flying zombies was headed towards them. She stopped and fired three energy arrows. The fourth she bashed in the head with her bow. She picked up the zombie and turned around. "What is this?" She tossed the zombie over the side of the building and readied another energy arrow to fire at Mallion. She then stopped. "What is that?" She pointed at Mallion.

Then she noticed the Ork but paid it no attention.

Mallion

I see the woman with pointy ears aim a bow at me. Startled, I put my hands in front of my face and flap my wings forward to come to an abrupt stop in the air, blowing a big force of air on the two women. "Please don't shoot!" I pleaded as I dropped my daggers towards the ground, making them flap their wings for a soft landing. "Hey, I'm Mallion. I was riding on the Ferris wheel with my father when..." A tear rolled down my face. "Never mind. I just needed to get my daggers from my cube and then I saw you guys and was hoping I could stick around... please?"

Two of the flying zombies began circling Conna'Cel as he was recharging, then they suddenly swooped down at him. Immediately he leaped out of the way, folding his solar panels back into his shoulders. "Hostile entities detected. Engaging," Conna'Cel said as he once again transformed his left arm into his laser gun. One of the flying creatures was shot down, but the other was able to circle around and grab him before he fire, lifting him into the air.

Conna'Cel grabbed a handle from his right hip and pressed a button, activating his blade. He sliced the creature's head off, then calculated his next actions as he fell. He managed to roll as he landed on another rooftop while the head of the creature he had slain landed at his feet. He was on his feet now, examining his surroundings, and quickly identified a group of creatures on the same rooftop he was on. "State your identities and intentions," he said to the Ork, Elvhan, and humans.

Lee drove as fast and as safely as he could, he didn't want to die of a car accident instead of being killed by those things. "Speaking of things" Lee mumbled as he looked into his rear view mirror, and right behind his car, was a flying zombie thing, screaming after car. Lee stepped on the gas and started to pull away from the monster.
Sighing, Lee turned onto another street and mashed his brakes almost 20 feet away from a scene in front of him. "People" he mumbled. Lee was surprised, there were other survivors, in front of him an giant Ork with many weapons, to his left was another person, but he was small, like a little kid, then there was.3 people on the roof, one off them.was a guy with wings, and 2 girls, one pointing a gun at him.
Lee slowly got out of his car, stood up and looked at the other survivors, it looked like they were arguing with on another or something, "well if we have other survivors, as well stick with them, they look like they know what they are doing" Lee said to himself, Lee called to them from his car, "Well hello my fellow survivors, you think you could tell me what the hell happened".

Solana was getting highly annoyed, she hated people, especially artificial ones they were a Goddess nuuta abominations.

"Artificial abomination, if you ever make a demand of me again it will be your last act." She started to address the real people on this rooftop. "If you want off this planet on my ship I have two rules. Keep up, if you can't you will be left behind. Defend yourself, if you can't defend yourself you are of absolutely no use. There is one more thing you should be aware of. If I don't make it back to my ship none of you will leave. If I don't pilot the ship it will begin a silent self-destruct countdown, just long enough for you to think you might get off the planet."

She started running.

Mallion

I lowered my hands away from my face, relieved that the woman with pointy ears didn't shoot. I flew the daggers back into my hands and then noticed a horde of zombies creeping up behind the man with the black wavy hair. I sent my daggers flying towards the street then curved them up just as they were going to hit the ground. The first dagger went straight through the head of the one in the air, the second one went through the heads of two of the zombies that were next to each other. I readjust the daggers to aim towards the last two zombies. I grinned as I sent the daggers through their stomachs, then through their chests, through their necks, through their arms, and then finally through their heads. I send the daggers to a nearby broken fire hydrant, cleaning the blood off of them, and then sending them back to my hands. "I don't know what happened but that doesn't matter right now, we have to follow the elf girl and get the fuck off of this planet." I turned away from the man and started out towards the elf woman. "What is her race, anyways?" I say quietly to myself.

Aría

I hear something from the winged kid and snort at the question.

"She's an Elvhen. They're an asshole race of assassins that specialize in using older weapons such as swords and bows, though they usually put a more modern twist on them." I completely ignore the ork; damn plant people. I flip around my guns, twirling them in elaborate motions not unlike butterfly knives, and speak to the boy again. "Oh, and speak for yourself. No way in hell am I getting on a ship with an Elvhen. You could say that my experiences with them haven't been, well...pleasant, and by that I mean that one of them tried to shoot me in the eye. Repeatedly. Then they tried to cut me in half. I think I'll take my chances on Taryn, thanks. At least I know where to get some bullets and don't have to follow someone else's rules." Finally, I turn to the guy with the sniper rifle.

"Some idiot somewhere in the galaxy probably released some kind of supervirus. Probably someone from Earth; Earth people like doing stupid shit. Anyway, guess I'll be seeing you guys, unless someone decides to come along. At least I won't try to assassinate you."

I finish loading up two spare clips of bullets and shove them in my pockets, separating them from my seemingly-endless supply of high-caliber rounds, then begin to walk casually in the other direction, twirling the guns one more time and then holstering them.