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It was more fitting of The World Cup or a Madison Square Garden type event, however as of recent the Flux Wars had seemed to be the number one event in the world. A global phenomenon which captured the hearts and minds of many, including a young and poorly disciplined monk who was seen leaping...

And baptized the mighty Felix, so proclaimed Max as he delighted in his great and noble knighting of such a wretched creature. A wave of Max's hand beckoned Rasool to arch his back and march behind him as the quick trek towards a bar within Pleasanton. They entered such an establishment where...

As far as young blood was concerned Rasool was 37 and seemed to be upwards to ten years this man's senior. Rasool would not correct his mistake seeing as he was covered head to toe in bandages, a mask, and heavy layers of clothing. Rasool craned his head to one extreme as his bandages grew damp...

The very slightest notion of acceptance gave way to Rasool scribbling his signature, chock-full of gibberish onto the majority of the bottom half of the contract. "Wonders paint pictures of a beautiful story." Rasool spoke in a whisper that whined and cried a somber tone. His partner expressed...

"Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god." Rasool spoke poetically through harsh tones, the bounty board stretched for quite awhile with certain contracts from certain individuals with separate reasons, descriptions, and backgrounds. The sweat in his lightweight...

Symere felt his eyes getting weary after all the commotion in a secluded hallway. The urge to get some rest compelled him to fall asleep but the densely packed hallway filled with the company of odd-balls prevented him from doing so. Symere felt him inhaling and taking long drags from his cigar...

A series of moderate paced claps would begin to follow. John slapping the palms of his hands together, reddening in color as he smacked the two together. His clammy hands sticking together like glue before being suctioned off and removed. John would cease the action. "Fucks sake, Rick you could...

Symere began spinning the barrel of his revolver in boredom now. Everyone's sensitivities being tested and just needing to be addressed was especially bland. It did not matter to Symere who was offended and who was not, everyone was going to have to get familiar with one another soon enough. To...

"Stress test all of you... Run it just how I told you to." That was Dylan on everyone's communications device. The squad was inside a 2018 Dodge Grand Caravan, it's driver was Edward Holzt, this was the squad's go-to getaway source. In the passenger side was Jamie Foxx, the squads mastermind, a...

Symere had his back pressed up against the wall next to the ladder from which the company had descended from. The oldest of the bunch had gone through a thorough scan of everyone and made assumptions which had riled the pale girl. It was apparent that she had taken the criticism to heart, made...

"Huff... Hufff.. Hufff". John kept pounding his feet into the sand, rushing forward at full throttle. His combed hair continuously being blown back by the wind as he huffed and puffed. The burning of running at full sprint had reached the top of his thighs as he attempted to keep the ten foot...

"Klink-Klink-Klink-Klink-Klink-Klink" the bullets fell in rapidly into their chamber. Symere had not reloaded his revolver until this morning, it had remained unloaded even with the encounter with the man outside. But here he was standing outside a patriotic rebel's office as he explained his...

Symere Wright. By god the worst conversation starter on the planet. Then again, there's no way you could expect a man to strike up a casual conversation with a man standing outside of the warehouse. However, his words rung true with Symere and with that he spun his revolver in a wheel-like...

The brown flap of the trench coat would drape across the floor like that of a Superhero. His eyes narrowing down past dark alleyways and towards street lights. He had awoken a week before to a scroll scribbled with an invitation to a meeting of sorts. The vagueness within the content seemingly...

They were making their departure now towards the Brooklyn Bridge. The empty streets were giving off the normal vibe the two survivors had familiarized themselves with. It's cold and ominous demeanor gave off the constant sign of caution for the two. Emeka kept the Tec-9 clutched in his dominant...

His eyes had returned to the young female. She was right about the seemingly low populous of creatures in the streets but it was still New York and the infected population was there for sure. "The only reason they're not out here is because they've not ran out of food indoors yet. They'll...

He'd have walked through the barren New York streets for a while now. Nothing had given any sign as to where the lady went off, no footprints to look for, a trail of any kind, nothing. Emeka was growing anxious as he felt exposed on the city streets. Surely, she must have escaped into a building...

He had been listening to the J. Dilla instrumental song called Life on loop for a solid 15 minutes. Had Emeka not been so deep in thought about all that's happened he'd have almost not seen the female emerging from a window and down to the fire escape to the apartment over. It was an apartment...

Emeka Johnathan Isaac "Emeka go home..." it was Mr. Ewing, Emeka's boss. He'd crane his head over his shoulder to look at him. "CNN's broadcast just went out Mr. Ewing..." Emeka's voice, although deep, resonated with a sound and smooth pitch. "Broadcast station may have been taken over...

July 8th, 2019 The state of New York had issued a cordon around The Allen Hospital in the Bronx two weeks prior to initial outbreak of a disease which has not been previously known to humanity. The disease, better known as H1z1 to the Center for Disease Control and the New York government had...