A neew part! I'll write a lot in the Easter time, vacation 24\7 you know Anyways, have fun reading it. We'll cut to the city in two three parts, and stay there. Then everyobdoy is going to be in teh citaih.


Nikku was lying in a pool of blood, his own blood. His wounds were all bleeding blood and infection (not the infection, its regular infection from open wounds in contact to bacteria).He couldnt see anything; his eyes were covered in it.

As he lay there, tearing at his ears, the screeching never willing to end, DarknessGlams stood above him sharpening his blades. He was going to first mutilate and torture the helpless being, and then bite him. Add him to the growing force of super undead. The nuclear-enhanced blood flowed in Darkness veins.
In a final movement Nikku brushed away the blood from his face, to get a final view at his futile existence. The nightmare had lifted, only to reveal the grim truth: he was going to die.

His vision, blurred from veins bursting, was getting worse by the second. All movements left a foggy trail behind it, hardly noticeable behind the red flakes, blending his vision as rain.

He looked up, slowly, seeing straight into two knife blades coming at him. Or?
They stood perfectly still.

Nikku got up, instantly regretting it. The morphine was long gone, the pains kicking in worse than ever. And he could forget about taking another shot. That would be definite death.

He let out a moan of agony, wiping away even more blood from his face. Quickly he took out a roll of bandage and wrapped some around his head. He felt they got wet instantly.

He couldnt wait for his own doom like this. Now that he had the chance, he had to escape. He stumbled down the road, his legs failing under him again and again. He felt bone splinters grinding against each other, threatening to destroy his feet. He couldnt walk like this. He began halting, almost jumping with the better leg. He only got a few meters before he fell down, exhausted. He barely had the strength to look up and notice, for the first time, the straight curl of smoke frozen mid-air, pointing towards him.

A missile.

Deadly or not-He needed a final syringe. If he was getting addicted, let it be so. He had to get away. He found one in his pocket, and readied the needle in no time. It seemed like it hadnt frozen because it was in direct contact with his body.
He hardly felt the sting as the needle was plunged into his arm, releasing the stimuli into his blood. He almost felt it immediately. His aching muscles became rested, his wounds no longer there.

The pulp, a symbol of the word mutilation, never realizing it should be dead, stood up once again. He seemed immortal.

The fog curtain was lifting and time was speeding up again. He saw the smoke trail twisting around again in the mystical way smoke always did. The sound was also reaching him now:

A distant rumble that was ever closing in.
He couldnt get away. He had to hope for the best. He threw himself down again, covering himself up even if it wouldnt help.

FWOOOoooosh.

It passed straight over him.
It was headed straight towards the armored zombie-

BaBWAM.
The explosion shook the ground, bombarding the nearby area with gravel. Thick, black smoke rose up from the big crater.

Nikku received massive shell shock, all he heard was the distant screeching again. He rolled over, avoiding a burning log from some unlucky tree.
It had been a direct hit. DarknessGlams was on the ground, twitching. It was easy to see that it was heavily damaged. The metal armor was cracking at places, revealing bare, burnt skin. It was bleeding black, mushy blood smelling as rotting trash.

Nikku walked over to it, and took out one of the two Tec-9's, before forcing the barrel tip down the throat of the Russian. He flicked it over to 'Auto'.

Be relieved of your pain.
He pulled back the trigger.

This post has been edited by Elite viking on August 08, 2005 06:12 pm

i = the win, Great storeh

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well, I was already dead. Good chapter. Though it doesn't say i'm dead. It was a cliffhanger, I could still be alive....ish. Though i'm already dead. Then again I am a super-zombie. But i'm dead. I'm getting confused. Too much

This post has been edited by DarknessGlams on March 15, 2005 05:08 pm

hehe. New part in a few hours, I got to go on fencing now

dis b teh good stuff we likin

*boards the wot train*

Sweet! I like the last line, cliche as it may be. It just seems to fit Nikku's persona

were those things the missles from the TOW launchers? cause that chapter fricking owned!! i cant wait to see whatg happens next!!

Hunter hadnt turned once: he didnt know Nikku wasnt running along with him. All he cared about was running away.
A click (500 meters isnt it) away, he could distinct some small, almost black figures walking around a hole, one of them suddenly jumping down. And to the left a car!

Hunter almost cried in joy, they could finally escape from the monster behind them!

Look, Nikku, a Nikku? only then he saw it. Nikku wasnt there.
He halted, and looked behind his back.

Nikku wasnt facing him; he was turning towards the beast, wielding two of his guns.

Bablam. He heard the first shots rig out in the air. He began yelling at Nikku to get away when he still could, but when Nikku began shrieking before he sunk to the ground, Hunter could do nothing but turn and run on.


. Another had jumped down into the hole, before coming up two or three seconds later carrying the other guy. They hurried as if they had the devil behind them. Just then another thing came up from the hole. Something huge.
In the time it took Hunter to blink, the monstrous humanoid-looking thing had ran over to the car, and sent an arm right through a man sitting in it.

The other people opened fire. Some time after the sound waves reached Hunter, and he heard it: The distant clatter of gunfire, the pounding as the big creature walked, its terrible moans.

He had to push on, if he wanted any chance to survive. He had to get to that car. When he was so close that he could have shouted, and they respond, Dave died.
He could hear the scream as the zombie stepped on him. He could see the blood flowing in thick streams from Daves head.

He ran as hard as he could. They would not wait for him when they started the jeep, if they even survived for so long. He took out his Taurus Raging Bull, wanting to use it more as a signal gun than a real gun, as it seemed that none of the weapons did any harm to the thing.

He was too late. Suddenly, the survivors jumped into the car and started the engine. He wouldnt reach it in time.
The tires began spinning, throwing gravel around. But the super zombie wouldnt let them get away that easy. It threw itself at the jeep, and hit the right side, pushing at a thing sticking out.

A missile launcher.

FWOoom.
The car rocked, and a silver cylinder shot out, leaving a smoke curl behind it.
That was his chance: it kept the car still just enough for him if he ran all he could.
He took out a small vial from a side room, containing yellow fluid. He had known the second he saw it in the storage room that it was some kind of stimulator. When he had looked on the label, it said 100% Adrenaline. Immediate effect.

Now was the moment he needed it the most.

Not slowing one second, Hunter punctured the lid with a needle, took a little of the fluid with it, and stung it into his hand. It worked almost momentarily, just as the label had said. He felt like he had just woke up sparking with energy.
He somersaulted in the air before sprinting downwards, the distance between him and the way out closing in.

Fifty meters. The zombie was beginning to get to its feet once again. Hunter could distinguish strange holes in the large figure, small bulks on its surface. Strangely,
it didnt have any wounds or blood for that sake. It was made of stone.

Thirty meters. No time to worry what it was made of. It would get the hell out of his way or die. Hunter pulled back the lever of his doom cock.
Fifteen meters. The car was gaining speed, the zombie trying to hold it back. Ok, it chose to fight. Hunter did a roll, came out of it in perfect aim position, and breathed out. Take careful aim.

The iron sight stabilized at the neck of the zombie. It was a little trick he had heard about using the heavy-duty revolver.
It was so powerful it could shoot through the whole spine, thus separating head and body. With this giant, it seemed like there werent much alternative, even if it was a risky one.

Luckily the revolver was both single and double action. He could cock the lever if he had the time, or pull a much harder trigger if in combat. With the gun cocked, pulling back required less strength in the pull, ensuring his aim stayed where it should.
BLAM.

More coming!

This post has been edited by Elite viking on August 08, 2005 06:16 pm

we like

sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!! can wait to see how this zombie gets his butt kicked, they could start a grvel company with his remains i bet.

That was pretty kick ass....

hehe..."Where be da grass monster?!"

just playing, playing...hehe...grass monster....

Coo. The grass monster was my idea woohooo! Hey can me 'n' big ol' stone face come back cause I don't thnik there are any super-zombie.

Cool. The grass monster was my idea. Can me 'n' big ol' stone face come back as the final bosses 'cause I don't think there are any other superzombies unless the grass monster and Immoral Sniper are lurking somewhere. Now those are two scary people.

Probly....
I have an announcement!
Read it Below:
The story won't update very much now, as I have joined a team that is trying to convert BB to the Source engine. Im a fresh-out-of-the-factory, Good old N00b, and have to go through a lot of tutorials to come close to the thing called "modeller".
If anyone think the Bb source idea is cool, check out the link in DarknessGlams' sig.

And for those of you that can't be bothered looking up a few post (just kidding) here is my sig. Aww look at that beutiful sig. See if I get a spamming citaion for this. *Flees from the upcoming wrath of Immoral.* Ooh i'm joint second in amount of posts lol.

This post has been edited by DarknessGlams on March 17, 2005 11:40 pm