Black Stand
Chapter 02: Escape
Chapter 1
Chapter 3
The crew readied their weapons, preparing for open fire. The zombies moved towards the team at a steady but scary pace. There was a choir of moaning, as the mass of the undead slowly approached the team. . . Hands outstretched, wanting the flesh of live humans. . .
OPEN FIRE! Edward screamed.
Immediately, everyone started unloading their bullets and started to put the major hurt to the zombies. Blood was being shed at an unbelievably fast place, and big noises were being emitted from the guns every second.
Katie was starting to be slowly closed in by the Zombies. She was frantically trying to pick them off as fast as she could, but it was no use. Eventually, a zombie got dangerously close, and grabbed her arms. Katie shrieked in horror, as the Zombie closed in on her face. . .
SLAM.
Angela smashed the Zombie in the side, and as it fell to the ground, she shot it in its head. Angela spun around immediately, KATIE! DUCK!
Katie dropped to the ground, and Angela sprayed the zombies that were behind Katie with showers of bullets from her M4. The zombies fell, one by one, and soon relief spread over Angela and Katies faces.
T-Thanks. Angela stuttered.
Katie, Angela began, as she emptied a clip from her M4, we cant stay behind your back forever, you know. Youve got to make sure you show these zombies whos the boss here. If you keep this up, you wont even try to resist as they eat you alive!
Katie looked sheepishly from the ground to the dead zombies. Sorry
ANGELA! KATIE! Edward exclaimed. WE NEED SOME BACK UP NOW!
Brandon and Edward were back to back, holding off the zombies as hard as they could. However, they were approaching as a dangerously fast rate. For every zombie Edward and Brandon took down, two more would come to take its place.
CMON, GUYS! Brandon screamed, as he melee-d a zombie in the groin, and then smashing his gun onto the top of its skull.
Cmon, Katie, back me up! Angela said, as she rushed towards Brandon and Edward.
Alright! Lets go! Katie said. Barely a step was made however, before Katie felt something grab her ankle. She froze, and in complete shock, was unable to turn her head around to see who had grabbed her. There was a jerk and Katie fell onto the ground. Katie turned her head to see who had grabbed her, to find out it was a zombie. Terror crept on her face, as she gave a deafening scream for help.
ANGELA! ANGELA! HELP! HELP! She screamed.
Angela was too busy aiding Brandon and Edward, though. Between the moaning of the zombies, the sound of the gunshots, and the amount of distance between them, no one was able to hear Katies pleas of help. Katie kicked desperately, and the more she kicked for escape, more zombies clung onto her legs, making it seem impossible for her to live. Katie felt a sharp pain in her foreleg. A zombie had sunk its teeth into her flesh, while the others held on tight to her legs. They were slowly pulling Katie to her doom.
PLEASE! BRANDON! EDWARD! PLEASE!
Katie suddenly felt everything go numb, and she was not able to control her muscles any longer. She had no explanation for this, but she knew she was paralyzed, and was unable to make sounds of pain as the zombies continuously scratched, clawed, and bit her in the legs.
Brandon had just finished off a zombie, and turned around. Panic struck his face, as he saw Katie being dragged by the Zombies into the darkness.
KATIE! Brandon screamed.
Angela and Edward turned around, and the same panic dawned on their faces as it did on Brandon. They all broke into a sprint towards Katies direction, but she was much too far for them to reach.
Katie watched in vain as her friends tried to rescue her. A tear fell down from her eye, knowing it was the end.
The zombies sucked Katie into the darkness completely, as Brandons eyes widened with horror. The lights in the hall flickered. Brandon tried to rush into the darkness to attempt to rescue Katie, but Angela and Edward both grabbed his arms.
LET GO OF ME, WEVE GOT TO SAVE HER NOW!
Brandon, Angela said, Shes gone, weve got to focus on ourselves right now!
RELEASE ME, NOW! PLEASE! ITS NOT TOO LATE.. WE CAN STILL SAVE HER!
Shes gone, Brandon. Edward said.
Brandon dropped to the ground, tears pouring out of his eyes. He pounded on the ground with ferocious temper, desperately trying to think of someway to bring Katie back.
With no one to hold off the zombies, they were approaching the crew at a dangerously fast rate. Edward quickly spun around, cocking his shotgun.
Edward managed to take down 4 zombies at once, while Angela beat one down, and screamed in rage as she began to shoot a dead zombie repeatedly in the chest.
BRANDON! Edward screamed, GET UP, NOW, THERES TIME TO MOURN LATER!
Brandon got onto his hands and knees, but was still in an uncontrollable fit of crying. There was a small puddle of tears beneath him. Brandon got to his feet steadily, and as he clenched his fist tighter, the rage within him thickened to the point of him exploding.
He took out his last fragmentation grenade, and began to walk to the direction of the zombies. Edward looked at Brandon, saw the grenade, and understood. Edward lowered his gun, and stopped shooting. The zombies were now approaching faster than ever, as if determined to feast upon the crews blood.
One stopped directly in front of Brandon, and lunged its face towards Brandons arm. With surprisingly fast speed, Brandon elbowed the zombie in the cheek, took out his pistol with his free hand, shot the zombie in the stomach repeatedly in the same spot in the stomach, and shoved the grenade in the wound. Brandon then kicked the zombie, which stumbled backwards towards the other fiends.
GET DOWN ON THE GROUND! Brandon screamed.
Angela and Edward dropped to the floor, covering their heads, as a large explosion accompanied their ears. The zombies all collapsed to the ground, leaving only smoke in the air.
Edward quickly got up from the floor, and grabbed his Shot Gun next to him.
Guys, weve got to get out of here. I know that fragmentation grenade didnt finish off all the zombies for good. Lets bail before they get up again.
Edward made a step towards the door on the other side of the hallway, but came to a stop when he realized no one was following him. He turned around, to find out Brandon was looking towards the darkness, the opposite end of the way to door.
Sadness filled Brandons eyes, and as each second passed by, his grip on his pistol tightened even more. Angela stood behind him, as if to tell him she was there for him.
The corridor was full of blood, along with piles of dead bodies: killed zombies. The crew had managed to take down every single zombie that stood in their way, at the cost of one of the teams lives. They knew, however, that there were still more zombies to come, for this was but one of the floors in the building.
Brandon stared into the darkness in which Katie had been dragged against her will. It was quite scary, because you couldnt see past the darkness. The only choice was to move forward.
Brandon. . . Im sorry. Angela said.
Well avenge Katie, Edward said, These zombies may have been humans at one point of their lives, but they will pay for her death.
Brandon sniffed, and wiped his eyes.
Its alright. Lets just get to the roof before anymore zombies decides to screw with us.
Well, here ends another chapter of Black Stand. Sorry I couldnt make any new chapters for weeks now, I was rather busy. Hm, lots of screaming in this chapter. I promise a brand new chapter of Black Stand within next week, so keep your ears opened!
ALSO: I am now accepting new characters for my story. Please send in your character information with the following format:
Age:
Weapon choice:
Description/History:
Good/Evil:
Zombie? Y/N”
Name: Blargh
Age: 42
Weapon choice: Corrupted Ashbringer
Description/History: (Appearance in the pic above) Blargh was originally a Forsaken Scourge undead traveling through a malfunctioning portal from the then-unknown world of Azeroth when he was somehow infected by the T-virus(so now, he’s unundead?). Though undead, he possesses ridiculous agility, strength and resilience, easily parrying bullets with his sword while charging towards an enemy position. He is also not particularly intelligent, but neither is he a fool. His main goal is to return to Azeroth and kill as many humans as possible on his way back. As a person, he is selfish and cold-hearted, willing to ally with someone then betray them at the best opportunity. In combat, he mixes a typical sword-swinging style with Shadow magic and necromancy, preferring to run right into the fray, healing himself when necessary(his “healing” spells heal undead and harm the living).
Good/Evil: Neutral, hates everything on Earth
Zombie: YES
yessir
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Name: Arcshaw
Age:36
Weapon choice:Arcanite Champion[Ignore the character, focus on only the weapon.]
Description/History: A Paladin who was born in the Blood Elves, Arshaw is mostly hated by the human Paladins, who were against the idea of a Paladin with the Blood Elf blood inside of them. He was rejected by them after he had started training. His skills were higher than those of normal Paladins but the lust for power was too great, he pursued Illidan and joined his ranks. Given unmatchable strength, he was changed. His once human form was changed into an Undead form. He forged an Arcanite Champion, which he now wields. He seeks to destroy the Paladin’s who betrayed him and put an end to their corrupted ways. He has enhanced agility, strength but has an average intelligence of an Archmage. During one of his attempts, an Archmage named Antonidas, sent him into a portal onto somewhere random, where he was faced with bullets. He was surprised with the savagery of the race and vowed to destroy them.
Good/Evil: Neutral
Zombie? No, half undead half human.[undead=zombie?]
Name: Arxler
Age: 32
Weapon choice: Uh, The Xbow Golden Crow. Check it up on Basil. (sorry) Also, it’s specially equipped so it can shoot both bullets and arrows, and has two scopes. Arxler used most of his funds on this, and is very protective of it. He also carries around his father’s Field Dagger as a secondary weapon.
Description/History: A young, simple lad who somewhat is friendly to his comrades, but has a strange rivalry with Brandon. Sort of self-centered, and also might have a habit or two on drinking. Not that intelligent, but not cannon fodder. He’s an expert sniper, and can be very proficient in battle. However, he is (as said before) somewhat seperated from the group. But through it all, he isn’t cold-hearted and would never betray any of his friends. His childhood is mostly unknown, but it is known that he comes from a middle class family. He always carries around a few extras in his pouches on his belt, and has preformed well in the tests. He wears a Chief Stan’s hat, and regular level 60 gear. Arxler is a hard trainer, and envies the time when he will reach the Sniper rank. His loneliness probably lingers from the T-Virus that infected two of his little brothers.
Good/Evil: Good, but is unknown what he was in the past.
Zombie: Psshhh, no way.
Thanks =)
Edit: Drat, someone else has a name that starts with an Ar, hmm,
2nd Edit: Wait, our weapons were supposed to be in Warcraft? Huh?
@AzK: Pfft, Arcanite Reaper looks better. =D
Anyways back to the story, it’s decent. There were some repetitive parts that lost my interest, but it’s a fine piece of work overall.
-=The Nazgul=-
@Ganz: Yeah well I like swords.
Aw, poor Katie.
EDIT: okay, I feel like submitting a character x)
Name: Macy Weston
Age: 19
Weapon choice: an Asianic bow. even though it’s not extremely useful, her friend gave it to her and she is therefore very fond of it.
Description/History: long brown hair that often gets in the way of her cold blue eyes. sarcastic and witty, but afraid of getting close to people for fear of being abandoned. her past pain causes her to hide between a cold exterior and isn’t easily trusting. she has quick reflexes and sharp senses, and her fast thinking can help her get out of hard situations.
Good/Evil: good?
Zombie? whichever tends to your liking, my sir.
@AzK: I thought you would like knives better. o_O
GAH, too many character requests.
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Just pick the best ones then. o_o
I’m a little late. But I wana submit a character.
Name: Brator (Pronounced Br-ate-er)
Age:?
Weapon
rians Cross (Brator sacrificed 1337 undead zombies to create Orions Cross, a crimson jewel shaped like a cross which was later embedded onto the back of Brators left hand. It amplifies his abilities, speed, and strength.)
Abilities:Being infected with the T-Virus allows him to walk among the undead safely and in some extreme cases he is able to control lower minded zombies.He seems to have the ability to teleport, but in reality his ability allows him to travel into an alternate dimension, where everything is covered in blood and wild animals parade the land. Time in this dimension passes 100 times faster than in the real world. This allows him to travel behind his enemies, return to the real world and slaughter them from behind. Although unknown to him, Brator has the ability to bring his comrades into this dimension by speaking there name followed by the word RELEASE.
Description: Ever since becoming infected by the T-Virus Brator has forgotten his past. He seeks a way to retrieve his memories.
Zombie:No, although he is infected by T-Virus he retains his human form and inteligence. He has amplified strength and speed.