Maxx Kilbride "The Awakening" 10/11/05


This is my story, I'm not very good, but I figured I'd give it a shot.

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"What the hell is this shit Newman?" He said blankely staring at the substance on the ground, pointing at it

"How the hell should I know Maxx?" Said Newman responding with an arrogant tone

Slowly Maxx scooped up and poured some of the strange liquid into a plastic bag as a drop landed on his hand, and handed it to Newman. Then Maxx wiped his hand off with his jacket.

"Newman, find out what that goop is, ok?" Said Maxx with a look of concern on his face
"Maxx? What are you thinking about?" Newman said looking confused

Newman noticed Maxx staring at his hand with a sharp expression, but did not pursue the questioning, instead staring bleakly at the site the substance was found, then turned and walked to his car, before he got in, he paused and said;

"Maxx, when do you want the testing for this substance done by?"

"As soon as you possibly can..." he responded

Maxx got into his car and drove off, leaving Newman just standing there...

"Not even a goodbye, Oh well, I suppose I should get this testing done with, Maxx seemed pretty concerned with his hand...I wonder whats up?" Newman thought to himself as he got into his car and drove to a DNA testing facility.

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10/12/05 "Darkness Rising"

Tobe woke up with a headache because of the all nighter he pulled in the lab testing a substance some man named "Newman" had droped off at his lab. The results had shown nothing but strange cells from probably some strange animal...but something didn't feel right about it. I mean the person who droped them off sounded very serious when he wanted to know what it was, and from my testing, it seems to be nothing.

"Ah, fuck it!" tobe said aloud while geting out of bed and going to make some coffee, tossing some of the papers off the table. He had been reading books and looking up information on his computer all night and it led to jack sqat! No information he found referenced any of the charastics of the sample the man gave him.

"What the hell was with that guy anyways?! he didn't even leave me a number, he just said he'd be back when he'd be back. Acting all cool and swauve like some kind of secret agent! the nerve! I don't even know why I bothered testing the substance or went though so much trouble trying to find out what it is, waste of my time it was."

Tobe got up and got a cup of coffe, while pondering all of this.

"Its not my problem anyways" he said arrogantly to the empty room.

Tobe got up and turned on the tv, snatched up the remote, and layed back on his lazy boy chair. He started flicking threw the channels and watched the news for a few minutes. There wasn't much happening, except for a local man appearently going insane and tried to cannibalize a local.


Tobe finished his coffee, shut off the TV and got dressed. He then started to walk to his door, leaving the sample siting on his lab bench. He looked back at it once, sighed and left the room.



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10/13/05 "The Darkest Day"



"Sir! stop that!" shouted the police officer at the deranged man.

A call had been made from a local telephone booth that some crazy man was furiously sherading around screaming. Ussualy it was just some drunk or bum who got so wasted the night before he had no idea what he was doing...but this...this fealt strangely diffrent. The man seemed to be clutching his hand tightly and it was not ussual drunk behavior, it was more erratic...more disturbing.

"Sir, show me whats in your hand..." said the police officer as the crazed man lunged himself at him, sinking his teeth into his wrist. The police officer then shook the man off and shot his ankles...yet the man pursued his efforts to try to attack the officer. This man was obviously deranged to a state of complete and utter insanity...puting him down would be but a release...and the officer did just that.
Right in the head. The man did not go down, yet he suddenly stood still and it seemed as if an aura of red almost incased his very being, he said " caliga est hic , vestri an precipuus vicis est apud an terminus" then fell to the ground. Dead.

The officer then called for a ambulance. Then he walked over to the corpse, making sure it was dead, with a look of dismay he turned it over and opened up the dead mans palm. There was a stone, with tiny inscriptions reading:

"EGO sum hic meus famulatus , vicis has adveho. aevum illorum misellus vermis est super , IS EST NOSTRUM VICIS UT USHER IN A NOVUS TEMPUS OF CHAOS QUOD Ruina! Is universitas vadum quondam iterum teneo nomen of Necrites!"

"I don't know what that language is, but it doesn't sound good." the officer said walking to the ambulance van, tablet in hand. "Doc, whats up with this hand? it won't stop itching!"

"Let me treat it properly please."

"Ok..."

The doctor poared some iodine onto the bite and tons of puss came rushing out.

"This is badly infected...you said that man bit you? I don't see how thats possible."

"Well its what happened, and its the truth!"

"Well let me patch you up anyways."

The doctor bandaged the officer up and noticed he was holding something in his other hand.

"Whats that?"

"Oh just some stone the guy had, it has some funny writing on it, I want to get it translated, it might be some kind of cult thing"

"It looks like...Latin to me, but I'm not sure, havn't read any latin in years"

"Well thanks doc, for the banage and the advice on the stone."

"No problem, make sure to clean that daily."

The police officer walked over to his sqaud car, driving to the station to drop off the stone tablet in the tech's lab, maybe they can figure out what it means. This damned hand is still itching...argh.



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To be continued...

Well for now thats all I want to write, I'll constantly add more to it when I have more time.

Not the best writing or storyline / plot so far, and I'm sure people are confused about somethings( who these people are???!!!!)

Although not done, I would like some critis
m on whats written so far.

This post has been edited by Mkilbride on October 13, 2005 11:06 pm

Added: "Darkness rising"

Status: Not even close to being done!

Its going good i like it mine isent very good though yours is creative

Thank you, finaly a reply

Yours is straight into the action though, mine is more...build a story up, let the events unfold! then plot twist! then the ending that no one understands.

EDIT: Update to Darkness rising

This post has been edited by Mkilbride on October 13, 2005 03:17 am

UPDATE

Added: "The Darkest Day"

Not very original, I know

and for those of you who know latin, you will understand the title a little better.

So come on! critisms...n such.

I like your how it does build up a story...Hmm good idea...Maby next time i can build up a story of my self

Thanks.

But most people today prefer right into the action styled stories and movies.

Storyplots are fading

most books and movies are generic clones with just action.

Yours is good, but I must say, its so RE based, its almost funny(no offense)

(no offense takken) Yea thats generally how it is these days

I love stories with a REASON, not just action, if you understand? I want explainations to why he\she is decapitating zombies Your story does such a build up, and that means credits for you. It is good so far

This post has been edited by Elite viking on October 14, 2005 01:53 pm

Ah, thank you.

I know its small and such, but I only write for short periods when the idea is fresh...it will eventually be big.

I like stories too...

I have a 11 page story...but it doesn't really relate to zombies, so heh