Yoko Kurama Posted February 10, 2010 Report Share Posted February 10, 2010 This is a fan fic based on the RP im hosting. It is the same plot, but different outcome and storyline. This will not have anything to do with the RP passed the plot and bio of the main character. [spoiler=Prologue]The alleged "2012 Apocalypse" wound up being another myth. In 2016 German Scientist "York Herkgan" invented a set of radioactive-infection prototype weapons, which when completed, were intended to be used to infect and ruin all surrounding countrie's populations and eco-systems, making Germany the "Superior Country". After roughly 3 months of repairing design flaws, York decided it would be ideal to test the weaponry. He spoke with the German government about using psych-ward inmates who were better off dead as test subjects. The government in turn agreed one-hundred percent. On the day of the "Testing", word had gotten out, and many Human Environmentalist groups from all around the world rioted in front of the lab. Within hours, the riot groups broke the barriers, and infiltrated the lab during the test process. This was a fatal mistake. Besides the fact that the weaponry was in a prototype stage, the riots attempted to stop the scientists from using them. Growing impatient, the scientists blatantly blasted the rioters. Infection spread instantly. Within minutes, over eighty percent of the lab was infected. Only few scientists with vaccines survived the radioactivity but were shortly mauled by the "new breed of zombies". Bridger, a U.S. Soldier, had just joined the United States Army roughly 3 months before the Infection spread. As a soldier, he was required to complete basic training courses. He obtained top marks. A week after training was complete, he was introduced to his arsenal, a M4 Carbine, Glock 18, and a Large buck knife. During an airdrop over Afghanistan, the pilot came down with Influenza. The co-pilot was able to land, but missed Afghan by a long shot. They landed 3 miles outside of Moscow. After a few hours of travel Bridger and Squad Bravo C came across a few "Infected." Only Bridger and the other 18 year old, Steven, escaped the infection with minor injuries. Now Bridger is with a large group of survivors in Moscow, trying to assemble a new team of specialists to help him rid this world of the infection. It is 2017. The Radioactive-Infection has adapted a name. "Dreadblank". The zombies, or what are now referred to as "Blankers", have infected about ninety-five percent of Europe and sixty percent of the remaining world. South America and Australia are practically untouched, however most of the population of both countries have moved to Russia, the new center of the world, keeping the infected out and the healthy in. [spoiler=Chapter 1]Bridger walked towards Steven, who was propped up against a steel-link fence cleaning the barrel of his "SCAR" assault rifle. "You planning on traveling with me?" Bridger asked Steven. "Depends, whats in it for me?" Steven replied. "Well i guarantee nothing. You could possibly lose your life as well, but you enlisted in the army just like me. You knew your life would be at risk and that there was no reward. What better way to help America? Or for that the whole world." Steven knew that Bridger was right. He signed the same papers, agreed to the same oath, and was given a list of hazards, all the same as Bridger. He still didn't seem to eager. "C'mon man, i need you. You might not be the only guy around who is trained to help, but as it looks i would assume we are the only 2 with guns." Bridger gestured towards the large group of people behind them. "I am not agreeing to anything here." Steven hesitated. "But i will go along with you." Bridger grinned. "Alright then, but i don't think 2 guys with guns are going to get anywhere. Shall we go recruit some others." Steven put down the rag he was using to clean his barrel, and put his hand under his chin. "Looks like you have an idea", Bridger stated. "Not so much an idea, as guidelines for those we will be recruiting. We will probably need another soldier. If we plan to do anything special we will most likely need a scientist, or someone with medical experience, and more or less someone with a vehicle." Bridger looked at his companion. "No pussies though, they have to give a full evaluation of themselves. If i sense any wimpy sheet, i'm tossing them." Steven questioned Bridger. "If they are pussies though, they won't want to die. This might give a determination to survive." "No pussies." Bridger responded. After circling the crowds inspecting everyone, Bridger picked out one soldier he thought would be valuable. A 28 year old man, Vincent, was a Royal Marine, in Great Britain. He has roughly 5 years of experience, and important weaponry. He carried a L85A2 Rifle with about twenty mags, and a L107A1 - 9 x 19 mm Parabellum handgun with very few clips. Steven had found himself an "Escort". A French mechanic, Antoine, has spent 20+ years under cars. He isn't heavily armed but Steven didn't seem to care. He had a pickup truck. 2 seats in front, and plenty of space in the bed. Both recruits were quite intrigued to help, be neither wanted to go anywhere without a doctor. "I don't know what the 3 of you have running through your minds right now, but i wouldn't mind getting out of here." Vincent said. Bridger nodded. "Agreed, but lets get someone who can bandage use up first?" Shortly after Bridger stopped talking, a short man began walking towards the 4 men. He wore a white lab coat. "I do believe i could be of some assistance?" said the man in a squeaky voice. "Doctor?" Steven asked. "Surgeon to be precise." The pitch of his voice made Bridger's ears tingle. Antoine spoke. "Well we do need someone with medical experience, but have you got any necessary supplies?" The squeaky voice spoke again. "I have an emergency med-kit and nothing more." "Will do, are you armed?" asked Vincent."No, that is the only thing i am worried about." Vincent grabbed for his handgun when Antoine pulled a similar sized gun out from his pack. Antoine handed the gun to the doctor, and in his heavy accent he said, "I have 2, and enough ammo for the 2 of us, but i need you to stitch up this cut on my arm first." "I suppose that could be arranged." said the doctor while hooking the gun to his belt. "Whats your name pal?" asked Bridger. "Thomas, and yours?" "Well i'm Bridger, the Frenchy is Antoine, the Brit is Vincent, and this guy right here is Steven.""Great to meet you all." said Thomas. After a few hours of gather supplies from rundown stores and houses, the group began to set onward for Ukraine, there first stop. Bridger and Steven climbed in the bed of the truck. Antoine drove, while Thomas and Vincent squished into the cab of the truck. "Everybody ready?" asked Steven while loading his assault rifle.Everyone nodded, and Antoine floored it. [spoiler=Characters]Bridger - U.S. Soldier, LeaderSteven - U.S. Soldier, Second in CommandAntoine - French Mechanic, TransporterVincent - Royal Marine, SoldierThomas - Well trained Surgeon, Med Exp Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Twig Posted February 10, 2010 Report Share Posted February 10, 2010 This sounds very interesting. Keep working on it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yoko Kurama Posted February 11, 2010 Author Report Share Posted February 11, 2010 Chapter 1 is up. Changing title now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Twig Posted February 11, 2010 Report Share Posted February 11, 2010 It was a pretty boring chapter, but I understand. There are some fixes I'd like to suggest.-The word, "I", is always capitalized.-One-syllable numbers such as one, two, and three should be written out instead of just writing the number itself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yoko Kurama Posted February 11, 2010 Author Report Share Posted February 11, 2010 Understood. It was more of a meeting the team thing. Once they hit Ukraine itll get better. As for my errors, im really just typing, not to focused on that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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