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 Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 8:09 am
Outside a small town, Russia. 1800 hours
Amber paced on the small unmarked road. She had contacted Dean and got herself a chopper on the way. She really owed him one but now wasn’t the time. She decided she was going to America... Perhaps. She wasn’t a hundred per cent sure at this time but she would be leaving here and going somewhere. She needed a plan, but hell she didn’t have time to think. The images of the survivors she’d met still lingered in her mind as the night began to descend.
Her breath condensed in the cooling air making small tendrils of what appeared to be smoke leave her lips. Amber shivered softly and in the distance heard the distant hum of helicopter blades.
Twenty Minutes later, airborne. 1820 hours
“You look like hell..” The pilot finally spoke while Amber closed her eyes slightly, a sarcastic smile running over her lips. “Thanks for the compliment.” There was a pause. “Where to then?” The pilot asked, he seemed rather laid back. “Wherever... America maybe? Somewhere away... Listen in on the radio? I don’t know.” She muttered darkly.
“Dean mentioned some things going down in America you might want to check out?” She sighed inwardly. This wasn’t going to end with her sitting down sunbathing was it? So she might as well go in there guns blazing and end up dying while fighting instead of sitting back and waiting for the fight to come to her. “Follow that lead then...” She muttered closing her eyes and letting sleep take her. After all she’d been awake for at least 24 hours or so it felt. She was just worried what she’d find when she woke up.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 12:02 pm
Helicopter over the sea 0050 hours
"That crew is after me" Walther said as he was setting his guns and his mind to face the undead once more "Two of them are or were dead but one is alive... Whats the conection on all this?" then he decided to take a nap because he lost part of his energy on the counter with the missile, however he had to leave the chopper at max power or it will be shoot down and that dont fit his plans to gather all the survivors he can "Now I must rest or I will die for sure"
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 12:08 pm
Edward "Roach" MacTavish  -Make Shift out post, Raccoon City bank roof top-
Roach wakes up to a pounding on the door he barricaded. "s**t... thats could be zombies or survivors. I wont be able to find out with out giving away my position... " He didn't want to blow the stairwell up yet, his position was to good. Roach laid there with his hand on the detonator. "God I did not sign up for this..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 1:43 pm
London; EVAC Helicopter over TriCell HQ
Downing foundhimself raising his left eyebrow, surprised by the man's response. But then again, Frederic notted that fact that maniacs were hard to predict, so saying he was a maniac, would have been normal. Either way, he mostly ignored this Mistro's antics with the pilot, hoping to keep him calm, till Mistro once again asked, this time in regards to their position. "Yes Mr. Mistro. We are in fact there." Frederic looked out the window to see the large building complex below them gettign larger as the choper descended. It was a smooth ride down,a nd by the time the hicopter touched down, Downing was already headed out the door, past two lines of TriCell personel and guards. He was in hurry to get away from the self procliamed maniac, but more importantly he had to get the prototype reffited this very night before heading off to Tokyo to over see it's limited mass production and ouffiting to the troops that would represent TriCell and the UN in North America fighting the infected.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 5:04 pm
England Shore 0115 hours
"I made it!!!! Im on England" Walther said as he went more on the airfield of England "Well I better start the search or Im doing nothing this far" Walther turned his spot light and his speaker "Now is the time to do!" Walther clear his throat and speak on the microphone "HELLO???? IS ANYONE THERE???? IF YOU HEAR THIS, HEAD TO THE LONDON AIRPORT REPEAT HEAD TO LONDON AIRPORT" Walther turned off the mic and saw a helicopter on the distance with his radar "That cant be good" as he spoted the TriCell logo on the tail and on the complex that was near the helicopter. Suddent way bullets came all the way to try hit the chopper "WHAT THE...?, BILL!!!!".
Walther turned the helicopter to face Bill and he saw that a tank was there and Courtney was on the cannon "Ok they asked for it!" Walther said as he shoot missiles on the tank and make it blow on a fire ball "THATS THE END FOR COURTNEY AND DOM!!!!!!!!!" Walther said as he used his mic once more.
The explosion show that Bill was crying on the ground as a wave of zombies was heading to his place, Walther just look how Bill was eaten by the zombies and he heard his pain yells, however Walther wasnt happy of that image, his honor was cracked for his useless atemp to save Bill "Good bye Bill... You are free now" Walther said as he start to follow the TriCell helicopter "This is TriCell fault and they must PAY for this!!!!!" Walther comenced to set his Homing missiles "Wait I cant shoot that thing down if it have survivors on it, neverorless I cant risk that, I better just track that thing"
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 12:24 am
Tricell Complex
As the choper began to descend, mistro quickly noticed that they weren't going to be alone for long. Awaiting there arrival of the helicopter were men in white medical clothing, followed by guards, that really look like they know what there doing. Mistro got up just in time to see the older looking gentleman quickly rush out of the helicopter an into the complex, leaving Mistro alone with alot of unfriendly Tricell employees. He quickly hoped off the Helicopter an onto the solid ground. "Finally some hard ground, flying can't stand it" Mistro said with alittle chuckle. The men didn't respond to his comment they just began to approach him in and ordinary fashion. As the men got closer an closer, Mistro noticed that the guards were carring Stun Batons, wich can only mean one thing! The men quickly formed a circle around the deranged man, In hopes of pinning him down. "You guys don't want to do this" As mistro finished his sentence one of the guards quickly came at him. He quickly rolled the gurad over onto the floor breaking his neck in the process. "Ok maybe you do" mistro began to smile, "Come' On" He quickly picked up the mans baton, an started to twirl it around. The men quickly rushed the maniac, pinning him onto the floor. A huge struggle quickly erupted an when it was all done no one was standing. 20 Minutes Later. . . Mistro quickly pushed one of the dead guards body off of his, and put away the razor sharp peace of metal that he had pulled off the bottom of the pilots seat. " I was hoping that would come in handy " As mistro stood up to dust himself off the alarm began to sound. Alerting the entire complex. Mistro quickly hurried toward the fence throwing his jacket over the razor wire, he quickly climbed the fence an wondered off into the night.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 10:56 am
Secret Umbrella base
After what seemed like an eternity HUNK was being sent into another mission.
If he succeeded Umbrella could be resurrected from the dead and take its place above Tri-cell. He had to venture back into raccoon city and get some old data in the long abandoned underground Umbrella research facility...the start of the outbreak. Before the city was overrun umbrella was cooking up an anti-bio hazard agent that could be unleashed on infected areas by bomb and kill every infected thing in a large radius...there were also a few other things umbrella wanted from the facility...now all HUNK had to do was get his team ready then he was off.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 11:03 am
Helicopter over Raccoon City
-As the helicopter flew over Raccoon City, the pilot yelled "Captain, we're picking up radio waves coming from below us, where should we land?"
-Tek replied "Keep this bird in the air!, have it circling the city for air support and have Rider and Mcfields on the .30 cal." -he points to two of his soldiers- "Wade, Waxer, both you with me, let's move!"-
-The back door of the CH-47 helicopter opened as three ropes flew down. Tek, Waxer and Wade strapped in their harnesses and rappelled down the rope, securing the area. Tek yelled "Waxer, Wade, deploy for Objective 1, i want some goddamn good intel, i'll be going after objective 2, stay on com line 3!" -The soldiers then ran off to the west of the city in a covert manner while Tek started searching the area for any survivors and the R.P.D HQ-
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 12:55 pm
London, England 0200 hours
"Wow I never think on see this number of persons" Walther said as he saw 20 persons coming on the way and all were with the hands on the air and yelling "HELP!!!". Then a horde of zombies was on that way but there was cops and some other persons that had guns. Walther said to the cops and other persons "Shoot to the head! thats the only way to kill then". However some were rouge and shoot to other parts and the zombies was just hold back. Walther said once more "TO THE HEAD, NO THE TORSO ASSES!!!!!", and a youngh man said "WHO YOU THING YOU ARE?!?!?!???!?!" Walther said back "Im Sgt Walther Redhill of the STARS force and survivor of Raccoon city, I have more experience on this that you ever have ok????. The man said "My apologuies I did knew that"
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:49 pm
TriCell London Office; England
Frederic downing had left the helicopter and its package to the guards equipped with stun batons. He had much more pressing matters at hand and a short time table to see them through. Along side him were the white labcoat clad doctors and reserchers on the TriCell division, who had been placed at his disposal to ensure the Anti-B.O.W. weapon was compleated. As they walked further into the building, Dowing handed the weapon to one of them and began explaining exactly what he wanted done to it, which thankfully wouldn't be complicated. Just work on the mechanics of the weapon itself.
"First and foremost, the realoading mechanism will simply not be effective in real-time battle scenarios. The magazine needs to be altered for quick loading and unloading." One of the people around him nodded in response to everything he said. Confirming that he was being theroughly listened to, Downing continued to talk as they headed into an ingeneering lab filled with parts and tools they would soon be using. "Also, if we have time leftover, the ammo belts for those who'll be equipped with this gun could stand more work on them. An extra ammo clip could be the differance between life and death." The lab team that had been listening to him where now talking amongst themselves, working out how they would proceed witht he last minute arrangements, Downing took the team leader aside for a moment to talk one on one. "After what I just went through out there I could use a shower and a quick meal. You are in charge of seeing this completed before sunrise tomorrow." Then Downing left the room, looking forward to the only bit of rest he'd have in the next few days when the loud sound of an alarm banged into his ears. The P.A. system came to life, alerting the security division that the would be hijacker from the helicopter was escaping. Frederic raised his eyebrow and continued on his way, pondering just how close to death he was aboared that helicopter.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 3:35 pm
Forest
Fye wonders on the forest alone "This place is very silent." he took a long breath "It's nice away from crowded area." Fye heard a twig snap "Who's there?" Fye asked if someone is there "Hello?" then he heard onother twig snap "Whoever you are, you better stop that if you don't want walking home with one leg."then he saw a bird flying and followed it and saw a dead body "What the.... Who did this?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 4:14 pm
Airborne Changing Time Zones. Amber Drake  let her eyes open and look around the interior of the helicopter. They hadn’t landed yet but how long had she been sleeping. Rubbing her eyes softly she cleared her throat and swallowed hard. Stretching her back and leaning forward to tap the pilots shoulder she tried her best to give a genuine smile but it looked sarcastic by nature. “Not landed yet?” She asked an obvious question but expected a reason why they hadn’t more than a simple no. Her blue eyes focused just on the windshield and the scene infront and below her. She had no idea where they were. “No, I’ve been listening in on the radio after I got a call from the boss. There’s outbreaks everywhere and the whole world is going to hell in a hand basket apparently. He said I should let you sleep and keep an ear out, luckily we’ve still got enough fuel to keep us going for at least another hour or so." He trailed off turning to look at her expression which had changed to slightly dark and somewhat annoyed. She had a feeling it had something to do with Umbrella, that or the other company she’d heard been thrown around, Tricell. Whatever it was down too she wasn’t going out fighting nor was she going out without knowing what was going on. First though she really needed to change. As if reading her mind he spoke. “He packed some in a bag for you at the back. Not Like I’m gonna look is it.” Amber turned moving to look for the bag a slightly playful grin on her lips as she spoke slowly. “I wouldn’t mind if you did.” She muttered searching in the bag and pulling out a packet of body freshening wipes, deodorant, change of undergarments and indeed a new top and pants. Within fifteen minutes or less she was changed, there wasn’t time for messing around really. She now had her hair up but loosely while her body was covered in a black skin tight top combined with black pants, holsters wrapped around her legs and on her upper arm hung her knife. Around her waist she fastened her utility pack containing a small first aid kit and two flash grenades. With a sigh she slumped herself into the chair next to the pilot and sent him a smile. Slightly playful again. Slipping on the headset she smiled. “So let’s listen out for some action shall we...”
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 7:25 pm
London, England 0230 hours
"I hope you guys learn a lession of all of this" Walther said as he reload his M-16 and his Colt Phyton "I better set this thing for leave this place", "I cant be be more happy to hear that" said a lady that was on the helicopter. Walther put a smile on his face and said back "You are right. Everyone on the chopper now!, we are leaving this place". "I TOUGH YOU NEVER SAID THAT BLODDY YANK!!!" said a old couple that was on their way to get inside the helicopter them a Tyrant made his entrance on the airport "Everyone get in!. Ill handle this...", "But..." a police man said, but Walther said with some anger on his voice "No time for this!, EVERYONE IN THE CHOPPER NOW!!!!!!". The police man understood how big was the deal and turn on his back and said "Dont die or we would be stuck here. You get that?", Walther said nothing as he pulled his magnum out once more "I wont die, Im the hunter of these creatures now go!".
*one hour later near the TriCell complex*
"And you tough I was going to die by that creature" Walther said as he was using some medicine on his body, "I told you that Im their hunter".
A kid was shocked by the way Walther slayed that Tyrant like a normal foe "You are best mister I want to be like you!", however Walther wasnt happy of hear that and said back "Belive me you DONT"
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 10:48 pm
Biological Crime Scene/Rome, Italy:  The Honda slowed as Claire came upon the deadly scene. She parked next to a nearby curb and exited her vehicle, grabbing her satchel on the passenger seat. What lay before her was pandemonium. Local police and Terra Save members were scattered across the scene. Blood, bodies, devastation surrounded them. Claire’s jaw dropped, “How could it be this bad?” she thought as she proceeded forward. Just then a microphone was thrust into her face. “Miss Redfield, can you tell us what happened?” asked a middle aged man. Great, the press was here too. She hated talking to the press; they always asked too many questions. Claire sighed and pushed past the man, there was no time to talk she needed answers. She spotted Maggy and jogged over to her. “Maggy!” Claire hugged her good friend. “Alright what do you know?” Maggy filled her in with the details. It looked like according to the emergency calls the outbreak must have occurred in the early hours of this morning. Starting two blocks away and making its way to where they were. Claire reached into her satchel, emerging with her PDA. She isolated the area on her phone and searched for nearby buildings. “Has anyone checked the abandoned warehouse on South Marcello?” When Maggy shook her head, Claire knew where she would have to look. The only problem was she didn’t want the area to be contaminated by the “circus.” She told Maggy to cover for her while she was gone. Although Maggy said she thought it to be too dangerous, she nodded and agreed to Claire’s wishes. Flashing a smile before leaving, Claire snuck away from the debris and commotion, heading on foot towards the building two blocks away. She just hoped her hunch would prove to be right.
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