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[Xurnou Puios]

Xurnou wasn't all that pleased with the Golden Fields.

Everything was rotted and unsavory. As Xurnou stomped forward, kicked trees down, and ate rabbits, it tended to get boring on his travel to the downtown city of Hollowberg.

The city was better than Las Vegas. It was a great resort for gamblers, and others. It was truly a magnificent sight to be there. Unfortunately, zombies had to come in and ruin that.

Fucking Chinese...

So he came out of the forest in a Kulor Tank, one that he named Savior. The tank was pretty large, had a various assortment of weapons, and was manned by five people total. Xurnou, and four of his friends.

He stopped in basically the center of the Golden Fields, where Xurnou told them to wait as he got out.

[]ones Bailey]

He stirred, and began to awake. The darkness that surrounded him slowly became a murky, blur of colors, and slowly that then began to become clearer. He was in a forest by the looks of it. He was lying right ontop of his back. He looked up and saw several broken branches in the trees. They had fallen? "What the heck happened?"

Jones then remember, the helicopter that had been transporting him and his officer to the drop off had begun to go suddenly haywire. The pilot being unable to regain control of it told them to make a jump for it, and that he would try to land it somewhere if he could.

So he and his suppieror leapt from the crashing chopper and landed in the trees below. It must have broken their fall. "Oh nevermind." Jones right himself up, so that he could locate his commanding officer Charles.

[Tulia Rosehart]

The drow was quickly sifting by the grass, making sure to make no noise.

The fields were always hazardous, but she was a dangerous little drow. Not many things could stop her, but then again, anyone with the right mind COULD stop her. It all depended.

As she was rising up, she saw Xurnou, and made sure to stay stealthy. She smirked.

"A big little hunk of flesh and metal there, hmm?" she thought inside her head.

This WAS going to be eventful.

[Xurnou Puios]

Xurnou stood there, eying the surroundings.

"Jurnin. Set the tank to automated and open up the APC." Xurnou said through his headpiece.

Instantly, two small doors opened and the other four soldiers came out, aiming their futuristic guns at various places. The tank beeped and went automated, large lights aiming forward, and brake lights at the back.

"This is Xurnou, calling for a Whitetalon BS-92 helicopter to extract us from our position. Coordinates 93, 52. Make sure it can lift a tank, too." Xurnou said into his headpiece once more.

"Roger roger, Angel is comin' your way. Expect a twenty minute hold-time. Over." said the headpiece, distorted.

"Roger. Standing by. Over." Xurnou finished.

"Alright, men, just keep a perimeter, and make sure to verify any life forms. Don't shoot living people." he said, whilst he began to set up his own makeshift encampment.

"We can't be too careful."

[]ones Bailey]

Once he had gotten up, he was startled to find his weapon missing. He turned his head right and left to see if had fallen anywhere nearby. He then saw it lying in some bushes to right. He walked over and grabbed at it, only to find that it was unusually heavy. Jones pulled and pulled, until a arm, which had been tangeled up in the shoulder strap of his gun, suddenly was yanked out with it.

Jones recognized it, and began to pull harder until he had pulled out a human body. He cursed under his breath, it was Charles, his commanding office. He was dead, his neck broken by the fall. He could not help but wonder why they were out there. As far as HE knew, it was a mission to retrieve sensative information that was important to the US government. What was he suppose to retrieve? He had no idea really. His officer had been the only one who had been given THAT information. This was why he had cursed when he had found Charle's body.

He began to shuffle through Charles uniform and pack. "Sorry sir, I am sure given the circumstances that you won't mind if I help myself." His suppieror must have not been able to grab his primary weapon before he leapt from the helicopter. Though he did find a decent hand gun in a side holster, which could in handy. Inside a pocket of his uniform he found a small notebook, which held names and numbers. He could tell that some of them were obviously streets numbers, but the others looked like codes of some sort. At the top of the page was written 'Umbrella Co'. He could remember that name from what Charles had talking to him about in the helicopter, since they had taken off(he had not really been paying that much attention to it). He knew that was were the 'objective' lay and he would have to get there to complete the mission.

So he tucked the notebook in his a pocket of his uniform and started to head off in the direction that (he thought) was the direction the helicopter had been heading before going haywire. "Well, looks like its a-hiking I will go." He heaved a sigh as he walked foward into the woods.

[Xurnou Puios]

Xurnou sighed.

"Nothing in sight." he said. The helicopter was going to be here any minute now.

They all put their guns away on their backs, and had a chat.

"So how 'bout them zombies." Dilni said.

"What about em?" Jurnin responded.

"How many are there?"

"Oh, about a few dozen thousand. If we're lucky."

"THAT many?!"

"Well, it was a city inhabited by millions of people. Chances are, it's MILLIONS of zombies."

"Well, Vlenik."

Vlenik was a Wraithen swear.

They looked around, and they heard the blades of a large helicopter.

"They're coming." Xurnou said with a gruff tone.

[Tulia Rosehart]

She just lay there. She didn't want to be noticed until she knew something.

An incoming helicopter... that could be used for her own gain.

She grinned, getting up and holding her AR-15 out, resting the back of it on her shoulder.

"Hello, Wraiths. How are you fine-looking males doing today?"

She grinned. This was going to be easier than taking candy from a baby.

And she took a lot of candy from babies.

[]ones Bailey]

Jones had finally managed to get out of that forest and locate the outlimits of the city. He was currently heading down a road, which lead straight into the city.

He had so far had no incidents with any zombies, fortunately. Still, he knew to keep his guard up. These situations could change in the blink of an eye.
So Jones had his primary semi-automatic weapon ready in hand, to blast the head of the first 'ugly' thing that should pop out.

[Xurnou Puios]

It was a while. They were in the helicopter.

The helicopter was a dual engined non-fixed wing beast with two helicopter rotors, and small jets at the bottom to help with landing.

The small man below had no idea what was about to happen.

The helicopter dropped the tank intentionally, as it landed with a crash on the bottom, in perfect condition. The helicopter stopped as thirty ropes were sent down from the helicopter leading to the ground.

"Go go go!" Xurnou shouted.

Thirty soldiers were sliding down the ropes, all in front of the man. Xurnou was the last to come down, standing out massively over the others.

He looked at the human, and raised his hand. The soldiers readied their futuristic guns, and all looked at the human.

"Who are you." asked Xurnou in a deep tone.

[]ones Bailey]

Jones was shocked to suddenly have a tank drop right in front of him. Jones stood there gun ready, not sure what good it would do him against a thing like that. "Well, this wasn't mentioned in the weather report."

Thirty creatures slid down the ropes that were coming from a futuristic helicopter above him, and they surrounded him. The last on to climb down, was particularly large. It looked at him through its funny looking helmet and then raised its hand. The others lowered their weapons and the large one, who was probably their leader, asked "Who are you?"

"Uh, I was just going to ask you the same thing. Sweet ride by the way." Jones said in a casual manner, pointing at the tank , trying to hide his nervouness. He was not about to divulge any important information to them, not that he knew exactly much himself.

[Seth]

He arrived at the Golden Fields just in time to witness a helicopter appear, dropping off what appeared to be angel soldiers. He considered himself in an unspoken alliance with the angels, and if Seth was truly a vessel of God, he was sure they would not harm him. However, the man that stood before the angels dumbly, he couldn't care less about, but as long as he was there to kill Zombies, he were on his side. As he saw it, the humans were filthy and needed to be exterminated, that's why the Virus hit. The angels are on Earth in order to assure God's succeeding. And Seth existed to kill the Zombies left over. In the end, he is spared damnation.

He stroked his gun in silent anticipation. How long 'til these people stop talking and start shooting?

[Xurnou Puios]

(( Actually, they ain't ugly. they're a helluva lot handsomer than humans. ))

He sighed. "Sweet ride?" he asked.

"I apologize, but I don't understand human slang. I would think you mean you appreciate the architectual work of our tank. If so, I thank you." he continued.

"But I want to ask you what you are doing, alone, in the middle of a road. Especially heading to the city. You could easily have gotten killed." he asked, or demanded to him.

All the other guards, as well as the tank, were now moving off into the city. Xurnou stayed back, and the helicopter went off back into the distance, the sound of it's rotors fading.

[]ones Bailey]

He sighed. "Sweet ride?" he asked.

"I apologize, but I don't understand human slang. I would think you mean you appreciate the architectual work of our tank. If so, I thank you." he continued.

"But I want to ask you what you are doing, alone, in the middle of a road. Especially heading to the city. You could easily have gotten killed." he asked, or demanded to him.

"Eh, it does all sound a little strange, when you put it all that way." Jones chuckled a little and took off his sunglasses to look the alien in the eyes. "As for what I am doing here...Well, I have been asking myself the same question for a good while now. I will let you know when I have an answer though."

Jones said as he put his sunglasses back on. "In the meantime, I need to get into that city. So thanks for not blowing my head off back there, I will be sure to return the favor sometime." He said taking a few steps foward.

(Whats with the rump ugly avatar then?)

[Xurnou Puios]

(( Because it's the closest I could get, but it's still not accurate. Think of the Mass Effect Turians, but they aren't exactly like bird-faces, and they don't have a huge chest and skinny other parts. They're large everywhere. big and muscular. ))

Xurnou narrowed his eyes.

"I can't let you live, human. You have probably been bitten. So---"

Boooooom, behind him. A huge explosion that had killed his whole squad and left the tank in pieces. He turned around, growling.

"What by the Liruk was that?!" he asked, looking around carefully.

"Damnit... alright, the Underground is defending themselves. You're lucky. You can either come with me and we can counter-attack with reinforcements coming later, or you can stay here and wither and die, either by me or a zombie. Choose." he said, aggravated.

He walked forward, onto the street, holding out his highly futuristic weapon, and speaking on his communication headset.

[]ones Bailey]

Jones was shaken by the sudden explosion of the alien beings tank, and was trying to see where it had come from. That was when that large alien, who was just about to kill him, started to say something.

"Damnit... alright, the Underground is defending themselves. You're lucky. You can either come with me and we can counter-attack with reinforcements coming later, or you can stay here and wither and die, either by me or a zombie. Choose." Jones could pick up a slightly irritated tone in the beings voice.

"Well, were are BOTH going the same way. Alright ET, lets get out of here before they start taking pot shots at us." Jones began to move forward to the city, keeping his eyes open for any signs of the attackers.