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DemonicPheneomenon911

One Thousand Club



Alissa wake up, she has held herself in a deserted hotel room, She rose slowly from the bed and grabbed her gun that laid at her bed side, she rubbed her eyes then went into the bathroom slowly, blood covered the floor and parts of the walls from where she had killed an infected with her dagger, then tossed him out the window to insure he would not come back. She looked in the mirror, her hair fell past her shoulders in her natural curls, She wore black skinny jeans that were slightly tattered and dulling, Her shoes were just regular Black, White, and Gray Converse, And her old white gymnastics Sweatshirt, it was stained with the foul blood of the Creatures that roamed the earth outside, she knew what they were, but refused to admit it, She had constant dreams of her and her Boyfriend, Before the outbreak happened, Everything was perfect. He worked with her in the under ground Umbrella cooperation, he was one of forces they sent in to open up the Hive once more... He was slaughtered by the creatures that roamed inside, She remembers everything that happened.


Jessi was on a roof, she was curled up in a thick blanket but the cold night air still kept her awake, no to mention the groans and moans of the creatures below, she had put a metal rod between the two handles of the doors to make sure none of those creatures got to where she was, she sat up, the sun was rising and the sky was a light purplish pink, she shivered and pulled she sweatshirt over her head, well it wasn't hers.. it was her sisters, she had been bitten by one of those flesh eating monsters below, Jessi was forced to shoot her own sister in the head, she wore regular blue Skinny jeans, they had holes in them and her shoes were becoming wore down, she peeked over the edge and watched the monsters below limp and groan, tearing into animals that were not fast enough to get away or were already dead.


Luke roamed the hallways of an abandoned high school, bodies of the teenagers laid on the ground, parts of them tore into and rotten, he had a cover over his mouth, a white doctor's mask, He wore a black sweater and black jeans, His face was smeared with dirt in multiple areas, and he swung his baseball bat back and forth, blood dripped from the weapon onto the cold tile ground, a zombie opened its blood shot eyes, its back legs were missing and it crawled towards Luke, Its blood smearing across the checker floor, He swung his bat slightly then gripped it tightly, He hauled it up then brought the metal bat down on the back of the Zombie's head smashing its head on the floor, its brains and blood splattered over the ground, he pulled his bloody bat away from the zombie and kept walking, his pants as blood splattered over them as well. He was looking for Mason.


Mason as well walked through the high school, he went inside a class room, the teacher laid by his desk, his head was already smashed, signifying he wasn't going to come back, Mason walked through the class room and went through the desk- Nothing. He walked out then entered the cafeteria, Dead teens laid over certain spots, someone had been here and moved them out of the way, their blood was smeared all over the place, Their bleachers were pulled out and some bodies laid at the top, their guts spilling out, Mason shook his head and held his dirk tightly encase one of these bloody zombie's stood up, He was went into the food court and the ground as well was smeared with blood, he looked in the cubers and freezer, he brought out canned food, anything else was rotten or covered in insects, He took off his backpack and began to stuff the canned food in his backpack, He carefully put his backpack back on his shot gun was strapped to his back safely in its holster, and he walked out of the food court and back into the halls.
 
Dylan::..


Dylan awoke in the early lights of the dawn morning. He stood heavily in the isolated room. Dylan and his two sister's had crashed at an local hotel near the edge of Racoon city. He had entered with his sister's hand gun that night and cleared out the building. Once he explored the 17 floor's and nearly all the dorm's, Dylan had decided to sleep on the top floor. But before he passed out, he had jammed the other dorm's, beside two. He had killed the elevator and placed a metal bar in the stair's doorway. Dylan was pretty good at precation's when it came for him sisters. He was, after all, the oldest sibling of the three. And mainly, the only boy. Dylan wore his jean's, a regular blue polo T, and a pair of sneakers. As he edged for the hall, Dylan grabbed one of his blade's. He was ready to attack if nessicary.


McKenna::..


McKenna sat out on the porch. The bedroom that she had occupied, was with her two year younger sister, McKenzie. McKenzie was still asleep inside. McKenna peered down the 17 flights of stairs. Crawler's, her nickname for the zombies, were moaning below. "Just shut up already!" She mumbled to herself. McKenna watched the colors dance across the sky. The suns light had made it an elegant shade of pink and orange mixed. She smiled slightly watching the clouds mix into the northern light. "Pretty huh?" McKenna tensed and untensed, realizing her brothers voice. McKenna glanced back to see Dylan leaned against the door frame. He stared off at the sky. "You did relock the door's right?" She asked smoothly. Dylan nodded in reply.


McKenzie::..


McKenzie is the youngest of the three, She began to sir when she heard the backdoor slowly close with a click. McKenzie glanced out the glass. The sun barely streched over the sky. As she had done many times, McKenzie observed her surrondings. Everything was how she had left it last night, after crashing. McKenzie pulled herself out of bed, She wore a lavander night gown. McKenzies hair was pulled into a bun, she glanced out at her older siblings. They were talking sweetly. McKenzie pulled herself out bed and opened the glass door. Dylan and McKenna turned to her. As she streched, McKenzie announced "I'm Starving!"
 
Spenser blinked open her strained eyes to see a small ray of sunlight coming through the broken roof of the abandoned gas station. The old cashier lay dead on the counter, along with some unfortunate undead customers who had been killed by Spenser the night before. She had been roaming from place to place, as not to let anyone, or thing follow her. She was afraid of people more than she was the zombies. She was with her father, maybe a week ago? She didn't even know. But, anyways, a man saw them "Trespassing" on his "Domain" and he shot and killed her father, no warning. She barely escaped with her life. Spenser realized this outbreak had an emotional toll on people. It just, drove them crazy. A sweet reality had turned into a hellish nightmare, but Spenser saw hope.... She picked up her bookbag off the blood-splattered tile and unzipped it. Most of the supplies had been raided, but she went in every nook and crannie to gather what she could. She managed to find a few half-eaten packs of crackers, a lighter and a bit of water. She sighed and walked slowly out of the run-down place. Just down the road, less than a mile, was a highschool. Maybe supplies would be there. She was in desperate need of it. She looked back the other way at the open road. the highschool would have zombies, even the chance of other people. But it was a risk she had to take. She jogged for a good 5 minutes, and finally made it. She looked in a few broken windows, and finally stepped inside the dark, smelling building.


(I'll post for Lucais in a sec)
 
Alissa walked out of her hotel room slowly, her dagger drawn to her side, there was surprisingly no zombies, she went to the elevator and clicked the button- Dead. She grunted and then hit the metal door hard with the butt of her dagger she kept walking then came to the stares a rod was between the door handles, she tightened her grip on the dagger's handle and looked around Someone else was in the hotel, She began to walk down the hall's she slammed the butt of her dagger on the doors breaking them open. Empty. Empty. Empty, Then she stopped when she heard someone talking, she looked at the door at the end of the hall and slowly began to walk towards it.


Lucas could hear someone step into the building he tightened his grip on the bat, he had found metal nails the night before and had dug them into the thickest part of the bat to dig into the skull or body part where ever he hit, he moved swiftly and came to the library. Mason stood holding his dagger waiting for Lucas. They then began to walk together silently, and looked through every class room.
 
Lucais crushed the fire with his boot, suffocating the flames. He stopped, for just a second at hearing something in the brush. He turned his head slowly to see 2 zombies heading for him. He shot each in the head with an arrow and as he yanked them out of their gruesome heads, he realized a hoard of the menacing, hellish creatures were headed straight toward him. He looked, got his arrows and ran. As fast as he could, down towards an old abandoned hotel, searching for refuge. (Be on later WALKING DEAD BABYS)


Spenser heard someone down the hall. Walking. It wasn't a zombie, she could tell. The pattern of footprints was to equal to be the stumbling, shuffling undead. She was smart, and she knew this game too well. She walked slowly, gun drawn to shoot if needed, and only if needed. She passed classroom after classroom until she could see someone, something at the end of the hall. She held her hands in the air. "Don't hurt me" She squeaked. It was all she could do.
 
Mason and Lucas raised their weapons, then they lowered them and looked at each other confused "Who are you?" Mason asked "Why are you here?" Lucas asked as well "Drop your weapon." Mason said almost like an order, He wasn't going to take a chance again, last time he did, he lost two men, and Lucas became injured, they then made their shelter in a house. But they just recently left there and came here to find equipment, Mason looked over at her.
 
Dylan::..


Dylan turned to his younger sister who had just awoken. "Ten minutes, we'll leave. Deal?" As he spoke there was a far of banging sound. It sounded as though it was just in the hall of their building. Dylan's eye's wondered to the door. He could see the light underneath be altered. Somebody was coming. Dead or alive. Dylan looked to his sister, McKenna. She was watching him suspiciously. He pointed to the door. "Move." He whispered, as the indictator. The two sister's nodded. They've had drill's like this before with Dylan. He grabbed his knife and stood behind the doors. The two girls cleaned the room up as quickly and quietly as the could. They made the beds and threw there garbage out the window. The room ended up being cleaner than when they come. It looked as though nobody had been there.


McKenna::..


McKenna cleaned up her space. She packed all her weapons in a small bookbag. As she watched her brother press against the door, McKenna walked over and hugged him. He was always the one to do he incrediably stupid things. She tapped his wrist twice, to symbolize that she loved him. Dylan nodded. Quicker than ever, McKenna pushed her sister into the bathroom. She turned off the light and crawled into the bath tub. McKenna held her weapon at hand. They pressed against each other, McKenna held a blade in her hand. McKenna had locked the door. As practiced, thy knew not to come out until they hear a familiar knock, from Dylan. But until then, they stayed into the bath tub.


McKenzie::..


McKenzie was literally the first person in the bathroom. Her parents were from the military. They had to travel a lot, and her parents had trained the three to do dangerous stunts like this. Mainly Dylan though. Their mother, Kenzie, which she was named after, had awoken them many times at night. They were supposed to be able to evacuate in ten seconds flat. Which they had finally managed after so many years of it. But once the virus broke out, they were forced to kill their parents after hey were both infected. But to McKenzie they were still hero's, they both died fighting for their children. McKenzie now laid with her older sister, she held her hand gun, ready to shoot on contact. McKenzie began to pray that Dylan would be okay.
 
Alissa slammed her foot hard on the door and it swung open, the room was clean, she held her dagger tightly, she waited a moment, her black hair blew slightly as a gust of wind came from the open window, she slowly walked into the room not noticing Dylan behind the door, she seethed her huge blade and then looked out the window, no bodies were at the bottom signing they had jumped, she then pulled her head back inside, then shut the window carefully. Then stepped back and began to turn around.


Jessi watched the guy run (Lucias) She then drew the sniper and pointed it at the crawler behind him that was to fast for comfort, She shot right in the temple of the zombie's head, it fell to the ground limp, and she then shot another, in the same place.
 
Dylan::..


Dylan stepped from the shadow's as he realized it was human. A girl that he did not recongize. Dylan held out his wepon as he stared at her. She must be a loner, he thought. He made a desicion, "Freeze!" He uttered, eyeing her suspicously. "I'm not inffected nor am I here to kid. If you are bitten or a crawler. I will kill you right now." He called out. Dylan stepped forward, watcing her slowly turn. He felt his sister's dread, they were no doubt in the bathroom freaking out. If they could hear him, they would thin he was crazy, trying to talk to a dead person, or an infected one. For some strange reason, Dylan didn't feel threatened by this girl. She was kind of normal sensed. Dylan placed his hand on his pocket, where he had his gun. It was loaded and ready to go.
 
Alissa turned around slowly Note to self; Check behind the door. she thought to herself and looked at him, she held her arms out, her eyes not blood shot, she was indeed bloody, but it was the zombie blood, not her own. And her face was not covered in blood, nor eaten of. "Not Infected, Clearly." she said with some smart allelic tone "Zombies cannot talk." A smile crossed her face, but quickly vanished, "Nor am i bitten." she had a point, her strength to break open the doors would not be possible if bitten, nor infected. Her brain would be shutting down rapidly if she had been bitten. Her eyes were bright and gentle, but obviously not to helpless our daunted by this unknown person, holding her at gun point.
 
Spenser's breathing got heavier as she felt tension in the room. She placed her hatchet and gun in front of her, then slowly rose back up. "I'm.. I'm Spenser." She said in an unsure voice. She knew she was going to cry, knowing that she made a mistake by coming here. 'Why. The HELL would you come here?!?! You would have been just fine otherwise.' She thought to herself, looking at the ground. "I was just... Just looking for supplies. I'll leave. Please just. Don't kill me..." She muttered, looking back at them.


Lucais looked up at the mysterious shooter, calling to her. "Don't shoot me!" He said in a serious tone. he ran up to the motel, a few floors, hoping not to meet the shooter. He wanted in to get supplies, let the girl take care of those things, and then get. the. hell. out. People were not his specialty.


(Sorry it's so short. Commercials are too...)
 
Dylan::..


Dylan didn't lower his weapons. "Your not Going to harm us?" He asked slowly. Dylan had been temporarily relieved that the new girl was not infected in any way. He watched the girl slowlt. Once she awnsered his question he made a promise to let his sister's out. They'd most likly be wondering what was going on by now. He took in the girls features. Gently smiling at her cockiness. He recognized some of his sister's in this girl. For that, he liked. "I'll only put away my weapons if you do to." He made himself clear on that part. Dylan remember what happen to his friends. A boy by the name of Rodger, was killed in an accident. Another paranoid survivor had went off his chain. The man even attacked his youngest sister, McKenzie. Dylan shook th thought fro his mind, as he reminded himself that he needed to stay focused for thier sake.
 
Lucas pulled down his mask reviling the rest of his face, And He looked at Mason, He did the same then Mason sheathed his dagger, But Lucas held his bat and they walked closer "We won't kill you." Mason said clearly. "Unless you try something." Mason looked at Lucas, his arms were scarred and bruised. Mason had only a few scars but they were on his chest and shoulders, They looked down at her, "Come with us, We can take you somewhere safe." He said as he heard the familiar stumbling and shuffling foot steps, And he drew his dagger and pushed her weapons back to her. Lucas held his bat tightly.


Alissa nodded and sheathed her dagger, "Better?" she asked and couldn't help but smile again, "And no, why harm other people for no reason? so i can feed those flesh eating monsters out there?" she shook her head, then placed her hands on her hips.
 
Dylan::..


Dylan nodded in agreement. He lowered his weapon. "Well it's happen before, and My Sister's..." He trailed as he realized his sister's were still in hiding. "Please have a seat and watch the door." Dylan replied. Dylan stepped infront of the door, he closed it, and locked it. As he proceeded he placed a metal bar between the knob and the extra chain. Once he was absolutly positive that nobody, dead or alive, could gain entrence into their base, he turned back to the girl, in which he had not inquired about her name yet. "Oh By the way I'm Dylan. You Are?" He asked, turning to the bathroom door. Dylan tapped on the door four times, then two, the three. Before he stepped backwards. "20.40.80" He also anounced. Dylan waited until he heard a faint click.


McKenna::..


As soon as she had heard the knock, McKenna's heart had jumped. She approached the door, with her sister behind her. The room was absolutly dark, except from the light seething in from under the door. McKenna traced each tap into the door. Once she heard the code her brother spoke she turned the lock. Unsure of what she find, she glanced outward to see her brother, peering in. McKenna flicked the light on as she adjusted her eye's. McKenna smiled, "Put away your weapons. Your safe." Dylan whispered into the crack. He held out his hand, as she took it. McKenna stepped out. Her smile faded instintly as she noticed another girl in the room. She placed her hand on her knife, ready to attack if nessicary. "Who are you?" She mumbled, to her self.


McKenzie::..


McKenzie was the last to step out. She wasn't much of a shy person, but towards stranger's she had learned. McKenzie placed her fingers along her side to where a scar had formed from an inncodent that occured a while ago. From one of the old survivors. McKenzie, since that day, had been a little timid to new people. She glanced out the door at the new girl. There was no wa she was going to step out there without a weaponm. Although her brother insisted, she pulled out her dagger and stood in the corner. She looked to the ground, as she stood behind her brother. McKenzie looked up at him. "Are you serious? Was the look she gave him, he nodded smoothly.
 
Spenser looked at them quickly, then at the walkers appearing around the corner. She franticly picked up her gun and shot the first three that came around the corner. She had her hatchet in the side of her book bag. "How many of these things are there..." She mumbled as more came down the hall. Gunshots fired one after another in a familiar rhythmic pattern. She looked at the boys for orders or something. She always depended on others to tell her what to do, that was what she was used to. She looked at them every few seconds while shooting at the walkers as they got closer.
 
Alissa looked at them and was asked the same question twice, she cleared he throat and looked at them seriously "My name is Alissa. I worked for the Umbrella Corporation, the largest and most powerful commercial entity in the world. I was head of security at a secret high-tech facility, The Hive, a giant underground laboratory developing experimental viral weaponry. But there was an incident. The virus escaped and everybody died. Trouble was... they didn't stay dead." She looked them all in the eye, her eyes bright as she continued "Now we are forced to defend ourselves from those things outside, But of course. You people don't know exactly how dangerous it truly is. you never saw them create the beasts. the ones we have not seen." she went silent.


Jessi continued to shoot the crawlers away from the guy.


Mason looked down at her "Follow our lead." Mason ran at the walkers and held his dagger tightly, another knife in his other hand, he ran between two walkers and slid, their head fell to the ground then her bodies toppled down, Lucas slammed his bat into the head of a girl walker, then hit her head again, crushing it against the wall, then kicked another back hard, and slammed the bat on his head, the spikes broke its skull and he then yanked his bat back, and looked back at Spencer.
 
Dylan::..


Dylan kept a firm jaw. The only word that came across mind was Traitor. She worked for the corporation who did this to them. Dylan glanced at his sisterx. Each of them had went mute. Thats really odd, to the fact that they were constently talking. Dylan broke the silence. "Nice to meet you Alissa. Glad to have you on our team. These are my Sisters. The middle child is McKenna, and the youngest is McKenzie. As you already know, I'm Dylan. The oldest. We're glad to see another sane survivor. But, do you know of other survivors?" He asked, trying to change the subject and tension that had entered the room. Dylan smiled down at his sisters. The only one to catch his glance was McKenna. McKenzie had grown scarily silent.


McKenna::..


McKenna eye's widen as Alissa announced who and where she had came from. She quickly shook the sensation off as she smiled half-hearted. "Hi.." She mumbled as McKenna stared at the girl. McKenna wasn't known to be shy. She decided to take charge of the situation at hand. McKenna looked u at Dylan, "I'll get McKenzie dressed. Take Alissa to her stay and gather her stuff. Meet back in 30?" She replied sweetly to her brother. Dylan nodded. McKenna turned to McKenzie. "Come on." McKenna grabbed her bag, a weapon, and McKenzie's hand as they entered the hall. McKenna lead McKenzie into Dylans old room.


McKenzie::..


McKenzie followed her older sister. They enetered his room. As they began to change she looked at her sister. "McKenna can we really trust her? I mean she worked to create the crawlers. How can we be so sure?" She whispered to her sister. McKenzie changed into a pair of jeans, a pair of sneakers, and a red and white plaided shirt. She brushed her hair and neatly placed it up. "McKenzie, we have to follow Dylans order. If he trust jer, I guess we do to." McKenna replied, changing as well. "Yeah, just like we trusted that soldier." McKenzie mumbled under her breath. She shook from the memory.
 
Dexter moved down the alley careful of his footing step here, step there, watch out for the glass.... The teen knew it was unsafe to be in an alley, huge corner spot for the infected....but he only ended up this way to get away from infected... Dexter let out a silent chuckle Now who is the mouse in the game of chase? But...not in a good way though not even remotely good. Dexter kept his slow steady creep, jumping slightly when he heard gun shots in the distance People? These walkers can't use guns can they? Crud, if they can I am in a world of trouble Dexter pushed red bangs off his forehead that was coated in sweat. Oh well, lets go see what's up Dexter checked his gun shifting it to his left hand, he felt his short sword in it's sheaf strapped to his right hip, the eighteen year old cautiously worked his way towards the gun shot noises.
 
Alissa shook her head "No, no more survivors were found. ." She didn't expect them to get the main part that she did not design nor know what they were creating, she was only trained in the special forces as security not as scientist, She looked away, she didn't care what they thought, nor if they trusted her at all, It meant nothing to her what so ever, they didn't know anything about her or her past, she only focused on living.


Jessi shot the last walker, then saw a figure appear from the alley, she aimed the sniper and saw it was human, she then saw the figure behind him aimed, and pulled the trigger quickly, the bullet zoomed past Dexter's head and hit the zombie that was standing behind him right between its eyes, she watched the zombie drop dead then cocked the gun and stood up.


 
Dexter made his way from the alley just as he took a step out, he saw a sniper at him Okay, it was a human, and she was going to shoot him, wondrous. Dexter opened his mouth to say something, Dexter did the only thing he could think of, try to duck, the girl had already aimed about to dive, he felt the air swish near his ear than the sound of flesh splitting, turning around in one quick motion he saw the walker fall dead,


"Whoa..." Dexter said backing up laughing a shaky laugh, "And they say I never focused in class, tch, now I focus to much, I don't even know when I am about to die." H backed up a few more steps before turning to met Jessi eyes, "Gratitude, good lady, I owe you my life." Dexter gave a gentle bow, before walking over to her, hand extended, "Dexter Marvin, but Dex will do."
 
Jessi didn't take his hand in greeting, she was smart and tended to never greet with hands, "Jessica Everdeen, Jessi will do." she said and backed away at his extended hand, she didn't mean to be rude, merely cautious. She looked around at the sound of barking then looked at him "are you going to follow me? or become dog food?" she asked then turned towards a small store across the street, she ran over and climbed the ladder to the top and waited for Dexter.
 
Dexter grinning lightly letting his hand fall to his side, no big deal he got a name, and it was given in a friendly non hostile way, Jessi. Dexter's head snapped over towards the noise, he listened to Jessi's question, "Come with you, seeing that the other choice sound viciously unpleasant." Dexter spoke following right after her. Gripping the ladder, he climbed getting to the top, "Although, if I were to be dog food, I choose bacon flavored, so why are we afraid of dogs?"
 
Dylan::..


Dylan warmily smiled at Alissa. As his sisters left, he walked closser to the window. "Alright Alissa, my sister'shave left the room What do you mean by the bigger one's? The one's that we never had seen?" He asked, ploppin down on the bed. He glanced up at her kindly. This girl was different, she was odd but uniqje. He liked her, and so far trusted Alissa. As his motto go, You'll be trust until proven untrustworthy. Dylan was curios. "Should we take precaution? Do we need to leave the area?"All Dylan wanted to do, was keep his sisters safe. As a promise to his parents. There was a far away gleam in his eye. Dylan watched her silently, awaiting for a reply.


McKenzie::..


After all and all, being packed up. McKenzie plopped down on the bed. She had flipped on the Television. It had been a long time, before they had time to relax. She surfed through the channels, until she landed on a 2009 Series. "Kim & Kourtney Take Miami." She was younger when this show aired. She wondered if the Kardashian sister's were even still alie. Maybe ore maybe not. This for some reason, humored McKenzie. Enough to make her smile. She gleamed as she thought that it was a blesing for life. Now if she could only get her family to relax.


McKenna::..


McKenna smiled at her sister soundlessly. They had just packed and cleaned up Dylans room. Secretly, she didn't know why they were cleaning up after themselves. It wasn't like the Crawlers could notice the messy rooms. Maybe she just was kind of afraid of another survivor finding their location. All she wanted was to survive the apocolypse and make it out alive wit McKenzie and Dylan. McKenna picked up Dylans bag, she looked back at her sister. McKenzie had flipped on the T.v. Nothing played but re-runs anymore. She was watching an old episode of "Kim & Kourtney Take Miami.​?
 
Spenser followed in step behind the boys. She thought now would be the time to show them her stuff. She grabbed her axe out of the book bag and gripped the wooden handle tightly. She swung at a zombie, slicing straight threw it's head, then bringing her arm around and chopping off another's. She held her handgun in the other hand and shot a few, but since most of them were so close she used her axe. They neared the end of the hallway and Spenser could see an exit door. "Over there!" She said, pointing at the door.
 
the pack of dogs run out from the alley way, their flesh was ripped open and they attacked a zombie's carcass ripping into the flesh eating it messily, the largest one had his side ripped open with ribs showing, and his face was scraped with its muscles and some skull showing. Jessi looked at Dexter "Thats why we are afraid of dogs. They pass the decease just like zombie humans do."
 
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