Random Squad:Zombie Apocalypse SEE FIRST POST FOR CHARACTERS
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Kazenoken wrote...
i was kinda thinking what is the reaction of ero in this thoPossible loathing and intent to kill me
Both of them said not to post it but it helps further the story along.
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As the day passed, everyone who was out zombie hunting had either fallen asleep or was working on something. Naoto stayed in bed cuddled up with Ero for the most part of the day. Moses had been sexually abusing Falcon with her vast selection of whips and chains, in her sexual torture chamber, a room everyone but Falcon seemed to avoid at all cost. Dev, had been going over maps of the surrounding area. Alex had spent the morning in bed with cream sleeping, and was now in his bomb shop.
“Okay,” Alex sighed as he rolled his chair over to a small laptop. “Simulations are showing that a 2 and half pound C4 charge with a shrapnel casing will hit 20 feet easily. Though against undead it’s maximum velocity range would be 10 feet. But if I were to increase it to a 3 pound charge.” He tapped away at the keyboard and then with a smile went to work. A three pound charge would work wonders, and he had enough to make at least 15 of them.
After a few hours the charges had been fixed, detonators in place and place into a 6 inch thick steel crate with a blow back lid in case of an accidental detonation. It was put over into a corner as he took the remaining 2 pounds of C4 and some gun powered to make some IED flash bombs. Simple concoction ¼ pound C4 half a pound of gunpowder and a blast cap.
“Hey Alex,” Cream’s voice said over the radio, unaware of what was going on. “I’m fixing lunch you want anything?”
“Yeah,” Alex said as he placed a detonator into one of the flash bombs. “A turkey sandwich would be ni…” His words cut off as the bomb exploded, ripping his arm to shreds. “CREAM GET ME SOME FUCKING HELL…”
His words cut off as the radio cut out, something was up the explosion wasn’t that powerful but over the radio everyone heard it. Gnome was the closest to the room as he broke the door down to find Alex clutching the stub of his right arm.
“SHIT!” Gnome yelled as he looked around. He pressed the talk button on the radio he carried with him. ZIGGY GET READY FOR AN EMERGENCY SITUATION! I’M GETTING ALEX THERE TEN MINUTES AGO!”
Gnome ripped his shirt off and made a make shift tunicate, out of it, Alex had remained conscious possibly due to the amount of adrenalin pumping through his system. He couldn’t speak but he understood. Gnome was shouting at the top of his lungs over and over “DON’T YOU DIE ON ME. DON’T YOU FUCKING DIE ON ME!”
Rengo was there a few seconds latter and helped gnome carry Alex to the elevator, they were on the 6th floor, about 2 doors down from the elevator, Cream had it opened and was in tears when she saw Alex hanging on to consciousness, and very pale due to the amount of blood lost. But it was another 3 minutes before they had him in the Infirmary.
Rakan burst through the door two seconds later with what looked like a bazooka. “HOLD HIM STILL!” Rakan shouted as she pressed the contraption to the arm. A synthetic sheet of skin wrapped itself around the end of his arm and a needle injected nanobots into his blood stream. “It’s one of Naoto’s inventions, designed to seal off an amputated limb or in this case a limb that was blown off. Get a fucking IV into him!”
Ziggy wasted no time as they moved Alex into one of the beds. She had an IV in his system about 2 minutes later. Cream was still in tears as everyone in the mansion rushed into the Infirmary.
“It’s entirely my fault,” Cream kept repeating as she rocked back and forth.
“Cream,” Angel said as she wrapped her arms around her. “Do not blame yourself. This could have happened at anytime. It’s a freak accident.”
“I… I… I know,” Cream sobbed. “I just can’t get over it. I was talking to him and then boom.”
“Alright everyone get out!” Ziggy shouted, stooping Cream as she left. “You stay. I think Alex would want you to be here when he wakes up.” Ziggy then stopped Naoto, as she headed out the door, and whispered something into her ear. Naoto nodded in understanding and walked out with the rest.
It was a few hours before Alex woke up in a daze. A Blood bag was replenishing his blood to a point as his body began to produce more naturally. “Wha-what happened?” He stumbled as he looked around and say Cream crying her eyes out.
Ziggy was monitoring his vitals when he woke up. “Glad to see you are still alive. From what I gather, you have lost your right arm due to an accidental explosion.”
“My arm?” Alex asked as he looked over noticing a bandaged wrapped around the stub of his forearm. The explosion ripped his arm away to leaving about 4 inches of arm down from the elbow. His eyes widened as he looked at what remained of his arm, his heart rate quickened slightly, as he slammed his head back. “This has to be a dream, I’m having a nightmare wake up dammit!”
When he realized that it was not a dream he began to cry. He was right handed and lost the one thing that he worked with for the most part. His dick had been broken naught 20 hours earlier, thanks to Ero, and now his arm was blown off.
“I asked Naoto to work on a cybernetic arm for you,” Ziggy said as she wrote down the vitals on a chart. “You’re not in pain because of the morphine and nanobots. “
“Great,” Alex spat sarcastically. “I’ve got machines running through my body and I’m going to be part machine.”
“It’s better than living with a stump of an arm and trying to learn to do everything left handed,” Naoto said as she walked into the room carrying what looked like a giant metal tack. “I’m going to have to install a nerve connection interface before I can get an arm on you. I will not lie. This is going to hurt as your peripheral nervous system connects to the interface.”
“Do it,” Alex said as he raised his arm.
Naoto took the bandages away, to reveal the synthetic skin that was holding the muscle fibers and everything together. “I was hoping you would have still been passed out when I did this but, it looks like it’s not going to happen. You may pass out from the pain though.”
Alex gritted his teeth as Naoto placed the cuff of the interface around his arm. A long set of spines japed into the skin feeding an electrical impulse reading to the cuff which clamped down to the body. The nanobots in his body started moving towards the interface and worked to connect the nerves. Alex let out a howl of pain as this process started and kept screaming for the next five minutes.
“That… Hurt… Like… A motherfucker…” Alex heaved as he tried to catch his breath. When he saw what looked like a metal gauntlet in Naoto’s hands.
It was a few seconds latter the sound of parts snapping together, and a slight twinge of pain jolted through Alex’s arm as he looked at his new metallic right hand. “Try moving it,” Naoto said as Alex lifted up his hand. “Try to make a fist then flex the fingers.”
Alex obliges as he made his mind think of it as his own hand making a fist, and the flexed out the middle finger and thumb and pointed the gesture at Naoto. “Seems to work fine.”
“I’m glad you think so,” Naoto dryly said. “Just try to get used to it before you go making more bombs.”
“I’ve got my work done that I needed to,” Alex said, as he turned to face Ziggy. “When can I leave?”
“I can’t keep you here but I need to do a check up in three days,” Ziggy said as she sat down at her desk. “Go get some rest. Take care of yourself.”
“I was so worried,” Cream said as she latched herself to Alex. “I thought you would die.”
“If Gnome and Rengo hadn’t gotten me here I probably would have,” Alex said dryly. “Naoto if you could use a hand I’m giving up on bomb making. It only takes one slip and it could be my life.”
“I could use some help with the Zombie Mower,” Naoto said as she patted Alex on the back. “Come to the armory in two days and I’ll see what I can get you to do. But rest, both of you spend time with each other and rest.”
“Okay,” Alex sighed as he rolled his chair over to a small laptop. “Simulations are showing that a 2 and half pound C4 charge with a shrapnel casing will hit 20 feet easily. Though against undead it’s maximum velocity range would be 10 feet. But if I were to increase it to a 3 pound charge.” He tapped away at the keyboard and then with a smile went to work. A three pound charge would work wonders, and he had enough to make at least 15 of them.
After a few hours the charges had been fixed, detonators in place and place into a 6 inch thick steel crate with a blow back lid in case of an accidental detonation. It was put over into a corner as he took the remaining 2 pounds of C4 and some gun powered to make some IED flash bombs. Simple concoction ¼ pound C4 half a pound of gunpowder and a blast cap.
“Hey Alex,” Cream’s voice said over the radio, unaware of what was going on. “I’m fixing lunch you want anything?”
“Yeah,” Alex said as he placed a detonator into one of the flash bombs. “A turkey sandwich would be ni…” His words cut off as the bomb exploded, ripping his arm to shreds. “CREAM GET ME SOME FUCKING HELL…”
His words cut off as the radio cut out, something was up the explosion wasn’t that powerful but over the radio everyone heard it. Gnome was the closest to the room as he broke the door down to find Alex clutching the stub of his right arm.
“SHIT!” Gnome yelled as he looked around. He pressed the talk button on the radio he carried with him. ZIGGY GET READY FOR AN EMERGENCY SITUATION! I’M GETTING ALEX THERE TEN MINUTES AGO!”
Gnome ripped his shirt off and made a make shift tunicate, out of it, Alex had remained conscious possibly due to the amount of adrenalin pumping through his system. He couldn’t speak but he understood. Gnome was shouting at the top of his lungs over and over “DON’T YOU DIE ON ME. DON’T YOU FUCKING DIE ON ME!”
Rengo was there a few seconds latter and helped gnome carry Alex to the elevator, they were on the 6th floor, about 2 doors down from the elevator, Cream had it opened and was in tears when she saw Alex hanging on to consciousness, and very pale due to the amount of blood lost. But it was another 3 minutes before they had him in the Infirmary.
Rakan burst through the door two seconds later with what looked like a bazooka. “HOLD HIM STILL!” Rakan shouted as she pressed the contraption to the arm. A synthetic sheet of skin wrapped itself around the end of his arm and a needle injected nanobots into his blood stream. “It’s one of Naoto’s inventions, designed to seal off an amputated limb or in this case a limb that was blown off. Get a fucking IV into him!”
Ziggy wasted no time as they moved Alex into one of the beds. She had an IV in his system about 2 minutes later. Cream was still in tears as everyone in the mansion rushed into the Infirmary.
“It’s entirely my fault,” Cream kept repeating as she rocked back and forth.
“Cream,” Angel said as she wrapped her arms around her. “Do not blame yourself. This could have happened at anytime. It’s a freak accident.”
“I… I… I know,” Cream sobbed. “I just can’t get over it. I was talking to him and then boom.”
“Alright everyone get out!” Ziggy shouted, stooping Cream as she left. “You stay. I think Alex would want you to be here when he wakes up.” Ziggy then stopped Naoto, as she headed out the door, and whispered something into her ear. Naoto nodded in understanding and walked out with the rest.
It was a few hours before Alex woke up in a daze. A Blood bag was replenishing his blood to a point as his body began to produce more naturally. “Wha-what happened?” He stumbled as he looked around and say Cream crying her eyes out.
Ziggy was monitoring his vitals when he woke up. “Glad to see you are still alive. From what I gather, you have lost your right arm due to an accidental explosion.”
“My arm?” Alex asked as he looked over noticing a bandaged wrapped around the stub of his forearm. The explosion ripped his arm away to leaving about 4 inches of arm down from the elbow. His eyes widened as he looked at what remained of his arm, his heart rate quickened slightly, as he slammed his head back. “This has to be a dream, I’m having a nightmare wake up dammit!”
When he realized that it was not a dream he began to cry. He was right handed and lost the one thing that he worked with for the most part. His dick had been broken naught 20 hours earlier, thanks to Ero, and now his arm was blown off.
“I asked Naoto to work on a cybernetic arm for you,” Ziggy said as she wrote down the vitals on a chart. “You’re not in pain because of the morphine and nanobots. “
“Great,” Alex spat sarcastically. “I’ve got machines running through my body and I’m going to be part machine.”
“It’s better than living with a stump of an arm and trying to learn to do everything left handed,” Naoto said as she walked into the room carrying what looked like a giant metal tack. “I’m going to have to install a nerve connection interface before I can get an arm on you. I will not lie. This is going to hurt as your peripheral nervous system connects to the interface.”
“Do it,” Alex said as he raised his arm.
Naoto took the bandages away, to reveal the synthetic skin that was holding the muscle fibers and everything together. “I was hoping you would have still been passed out when I did this but, it looks like it’s not going to happen. You may pass out from the pain though.”
Alex gritted his teeth as Naoto placed the cuff of the interface around his arm. A long set of spines japed into the skin feeding an electrical impulse reading to the cuff which clamped down to the body. The nanobots in his body started moving towards the interface and worked to connect the nerves. Alex let out a howl of pain as this process started and kept screaming for the next five minutes.
“That… Hurt… Like… A motherfucker…” Alex heaved as he tried to catch his breath. When he saw what looked like a metal gauntlet in Naoto’s hands.
It was a few seconds latter the sound of parts snapping together, and a slight twinge of pain jolted through Alex’s arm as he looked at his new metallic right hand. “Try moving it,” Naoto said as Alex lifted up his hand. “Try to make a fist then flex the fingers.”
Alex obliges as he made his mind think of it as his own hand making a fist, and the flexed out the middle finger and thumb and pointed the gesture at Naoto. “Seems to work fine.”
“I’m glad you think so,” Naoto dryly said. “Just try to get used to it before you go making more bombs.”
“I’ve got my work done that I needed to,” Alex said, as he turned to face Ziggy. “When can I leave?”
“I can’t keep you here but I need to do a check up in three days,” Ziggy said as she sat down at her desk. “Go get some rest. Take care of yourself.”
“I was so worried,” Cream said as she latched herself to Alex. “I thought you would die.”
“If Gnome and Rengo hadn’t gotten me here I probably would have,” Alex said dryly. “Naoto if you could use a hand I’m giving up on bomb making. It only takes one slip and it could be my life.”
“I could use some help with the Zombie Mower,” Naoto said as she patted Alex on the back. “Come to the armory in two days and I’ll see what I can get you to do. But rest, both of you spend time with each other and rest.”
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As the days passed, Dev worked on his maps and found places to plant the 15 bombs that were made, and Alex had helped Naoto dismantle the Peniscoptor while Falcon cried at the sight. The engine and rotors were all they really needed the rest of it was melted down and made into swords by Rengo, in a small smithy shop in the armory. It was time for the first test of the Zombie Mower.
When the massive diesel engine roared to life the rotors started to move. It took a few seconds but they began to spin at a deadly pace. The edges had been filed and sharpened to that of a very sharp razor and it was apparent when Moses threw a watermelon into them. The red fruit and green rind was sent flying in little pieces everywhere as it’s juice whipped about.
Gnome had been working on fixing some ATV’s with mounted twin .50cal Machine guns and belt feed on the front of them. A nice touch but when you are driving down the road you’re not going to be able to mow down zombies with them.
“Alright kill it,” Naoto said as she walked out from a room that was marked †˜Genetics Do Not Enter’. “Alex thank you for your help.”
“No problem,” Alex said hopping out of the Zombie Mower. “Like I said I need something to do I can’t just sit here and do nothing.”
“The outside cameras are showing that the zombies are congregating near the fields,” Lisa said as she walked into the room.
At that precise moment, everyone looked at one another and yelled “SHOTGUN!” It became a challenge. Naoto was in the driver seat, the front passenger side door open. Everyone had their pants around there ankles. Revealing an assortment of undergarments from, boxers to briefs, to boy shorts to thongs.
“GO!” someone shouted as everyone waddled along trying to get there first.
Alex fell short, as well as Gnome Rengo and Alex, as Ero and Lisa made their way running showing their ass asses Ero was wearing a pair of pink and yellow striped boy shorts and Lisa was wearing a pastel pink lacy thong. It was hard to decide on which one to watch. Both of them had excellent back sides, such firm shapely asses, and thighs. It was Ero that made it there as she dived into the car, the full shape of her ass made itself apparent to everyone. And Lisa turned around to see that all the Alex, Gnome, Rengo and Zak had all stopped and were gawking at them. Especially when she turned around, showing them that her thong had Rengo’s faced on the front.
Lisa quickly moved her hands in front of herself as Alex, gnome, and Zak all turned to face Rengo, who just sat there with a look that said †˜You had to wear those today?’ Everyone just kind of smacked Rengo as they got up and walked to the truck. Alex climbed into the machinegun nest that had been converted to the control center for the mower. Rengo rode in the very back seat with Lisa on his left, while Zak and Gnome were in the middle two seats.
“Raising lift,” Ero said as Alex said that he was ready to start up the rotors when they were up. The sun was setting as they hit the outside. The Zombies in the area were all congregating in one open place, as Alex started up the rotors. It was loud and got their attention as they slowly started to stumble towards the vehicle. But Zombies being brainless as it seemed faced ultimate destruction. The razor sharp edges of the blades spinning in circles diced the zombies to pieces spraying bits of rotting flesh everywhere. Carnage and mayhem, the vehicle moved along faster than the zombies could move and they were moving towards it making their destruction all the more fast.
“How many does that make?” Rengo asked as the blades diced another three zombies.
“I lost count about 5 minutes ago,” Zak laughed. “I’d say close to 5 thousand.”
“Sweet,” Gnome said, with an evil maniacal laugh. “We need to take this out into town. I think we got most of the zombies on the grounds.”
“Home base this is Gardner,” Naoto said into the radio. “Over.”
“Gardner?” Falcon’s voice echoed back. “Over.”
“We’re taking the mover into town to do some more damage,” Naoto said. “Over.”
“What’s the kill count?” Falcon asked. “Over.”
“We lost count ten minutes ago,” Naoto laughed. “Over.”
“Then go right ahead,” Falcon laughed. “Just lock the gate behind you.”
“Rodger that,” Naoto said as she put the radio transceiver back down.
Alex killed the rotors when he saw that they had literally decimated everything insight and were moving towards the gate. Once they were there, Alex flipped a switch setting off spike traps impaling zombies near the gate the rotors kicked back in and the gate swung outwards, mowing into every zombie along the path.
Into town the trail of destruction and mayhem went, zombies left and right were torn to shreds, cars left abandon had no chance, as the blades sliced into them. One of the cars blew up shaking the tank and torching five zombies. The truck went down every street, and then finally made its way to the bridge. Where on the other side the National Guard was posted. Gun fire could be heard shooting into the air, and zombies were mowed down, and the radio picked up someone speaking.
“Whoever built that thing,” A man’s voice said. “Is a pure genius.”
“Thank you Naoto said picking up the radio,” Naoto said picking up the radio. “This island is our home, we of the Random Squad, have decided we are taking it back. No undead is safe. We have killed an estimated one hundred thousand so far.”
“Naoto is that you?” Another male voice said as the man who was speaking could be heard in the back ground.
“That it is,” Naoto answered. “Who is this?”
“It’s Anime,” the man said. “What the fuck is going on in there? I leave for 2 days and when I try to get back they say the island has been quarantined.”
“Long story,” Naoto cut in. “We’ve cleared the mansion grounds as an almost certainty. But we need supplies. Put the other guy back on.”
“You’re doing us a huge favor Miss,” the man said. “You name it we’ll get it.
“We need .45 and 9mm rounds,” Naoto began. “As many as you can get to us. Also we need 20 crates of .50 cal rounds. And our good friend to get back home. He knows where the mansion is he can guide the helicopters.”
“Wait are you telling me that others are still alive at that old mansion?” The man said. “We thought everyone was dead.”
“Listen,” Alex said as he took control of a Radio. “You want to finish off the Zombies this is what you are going to need to do. The Island for the most part is farm land and a small town all the people in it are dead. Save for the survivors in the mansion. There is farm land all around, on the other side of that bridge. We can pay out for any damages that might be done. Send a 400kt Hydrogen bomb towards 37 North Main Street.”
“Are you fucking joking?” the man said.
“I’m a physics expert,” Alex said. “It’s the only way. We have an underground facility at the mansion. We will be fine. An H-Bomb leaves no residual radiation. It’s the best option we have.”
“I’ll see what I can do,” the man said. “As four your aid request granted. Give us a day to get everything ready.”
“Thank you,” Alex said. I was afraid I was going to have to level the whole island with Dynamite.”
“That may be a better option,” the man said. “I can send in a group to help you with that if you want.”
“Let’s do it,” Alex said. “But then they will be under our orders.”
“Fine by me,” the man said. “Just don’t get them killed.”
“One more thing,” Ero said as she took the radio from Naoto. “Who is this?”
“This is the Commander and Chief of the US Military,” the man said. “President, James Morris.”
“I’m glad I voted for you now,” Ero laugh. “Thank you Mr. President. When all this is said and done we want you to join us for a celebration.”
The tank moved back through the streets the rotors kicking back in shredding more zombies on the way back. When they got back into the mansion everyone could not believe what they heard. A news crew was there and was broadcasting that a group of lone people calling themselves the Random Squad are on a personal mission to destroy the Zombies by leveling the island. A video of the Zombie mower in action was playing in the back ground.
“Well it’s better than what I had planned,” Dev laughed. “Alright everybody get ready for company, and the good kind.”
When the massive diesel engine roared to life the rotors started to move. It took a few seconds but they began to spin at a deadly pace. The edges had been filed and sharpened to that of a very sharp razor and it was apparent when Moses threw a watermelon into them. The red fruit and green rind was sent flying in little pieces everywhere as it’s juice whipped about.
Gnome had been working on fixing some ATV’s with mounted twin .50cal Machine guns and belt feed on the front of them. A nice touch but when you are driving down the road you’re not going to be able to mow down zombies with them.
“Alright kill it,” Naoto said as she walked out from a room that was marked †˜Genetics Do Not Enter’. “Alex thank you for your help.”
“No problem,” Alex said hopping out of the Zombie Mower. “Like I said I need something to do I can’t just sit here and do nothing.”
“The outside cameras are showing that the zombies are congregating near the fields,” Lisa said as she walked into the room.
At that precise moment, everyone looked at one another and yelled “SHOTGUN!” It became a challenge. Naoto was in the driver seat, the front passenger side door open. Everyone had their pants around there ankles. Revealing an assortment of undergarments from, boxers to briefs, to boy shorts to thongs.
“GO!” someone shouted as everyone waddled along trying to get there first.
Alex fell short, as well as Gnome Rengo and Alex, as Ero and Lisa made their way running showing their ass asses Ero was wearing a pair of pink and yellow striped boy shorts and Lisa was wearing a pastel pink lacy thong. It was hard to decide on which one to watch. Both of them had excellent back sides, such firm shapely asses, and thighs. It was Ero that made it there as she dived into the car, the full shape of her ass made itself apparent to everyone. And Lisa turned around to see that all the Alex, Gnome, Rengo and Zak had all stopped and were gawking at them. Especially when she turned around, showing them that her thong had Rengo’s faced on the front.
Lisa quickly moved her hands in front of herself as Alex, gnome, and Zak all turned to face Rengo, who just sat there with a look that said †˜You had to wear those today?’ Everyone just kind of smacked Rengo as they got up and walked to the truck. Alex climbed into the machinegun nest that had been converted to the control center for the mower. Rengo rode in the very back seat with Lisa on his left, while Zak and Gnome were in the middle two seats.
“Raising lift,” Ero said as Alex said that he was ready to start up the rotors when they were up. The sun was setting as they hit the outside. The Zombies in the area were all congregating in one open place, as Alex started up the rotors. It was loud and got their attention as they slowly started to stumble towards the vehicle. But Zombies being brainless as it seemed faced ultimate destruction. The razor sharp edges of the blades spinning in circles diced the zombies to pieces spraying bits of rotting flesh everywhere. Carnage and mayhem, the vehicle moved along faster than the zombies could move and they were moving towards it making their destruction all the more fast.
“How many does that make?” Rengo asked as the blades diced another three zombies.
“I lost count about 5 minutes ago,” Zak laughed. “I’d say close to 5 thousand.”
“Sweet,” Gnome said, with an evil maniacal laugh. “We need to take this out into town. I think we got most of the zombies on the grounds.”
“Home base this is Gardner,” Naoto said into the radio. “Over.”
“Gardner?” Falcon’s voice echoed back. “Over.”
“We’re taking the mover into town to do some more damage,” Naoto said. “Over.”
“What’s the kill count?” Falcon asked. “Over.”
“We lost count ten minutes ago,” Naoto laughed. “Over.”
“Then go right ahead,” Falcon laughed. “Just lock the gate behind you.”
“Rodger that,” Naoto said as she put the radio transceiver back down.
Alex killed the rotors when he saw that they had literally decimated everything insight and were moving towards the gate. Once they were there, Alex flipped a switch setting off spike traps impaling zombies near the gate the rotors kicked back in and the gate swung outwards, mowing into every zombie along the path.
Into town the trail of destruction and mayhem went, zombies left and right were torn to shreds, cars left abandon had no chance, as the blades sliced into them. One of the cars blew up shaking the tank and torching five zombies. The truck went down every street, and then finally made its way to the bridge. Where on the other side the National Guard was posted. Gun fire could be heard shooting into the air, and zombies were mowed down, and the radio picked up someone speaking.
“Whoever built that thing,” A man’s voice said. “Is a pure genius.”
“Thank you Naoto said picking up the radio,” Naoto said picking up the radio. “This island is our home, we of the Random Squad, have decided we are taking it back. No undead is safe. We have killed an estimated one hundred thousand so far.”
“Naoto is that you?” Another male voice said as the man who was speaking could be heard in the back ground.
“That it is,” Naoto answered. “Who is this?”
“It’s Anime,” the man said. “What the fuck is going on in there? I leave for 2 days and when I try to get back they say the island has been quarantined.”
“Long story,” Naoto cut in. “We’ve cleared the mansion grounds as an almost certainty. But we need supplies. Put the other guy back on.”
“You’re doing us a huge favor Miss,” the man said. “You name it we’ll get it.
“We need .45 and 9mm rounds,” Naoto began. “As many as you can get to us. Also we need 20 crates of .50 cal rounds. And our good friend to get back home. He knows where the mansion is he can guide the helicopters.”
“Wait are you telling me that others are still alive at that old mansion?” The man said. “We thought everyone was dead.”
“Listen,” Alex said as he took control of a Radio. “You want to finish off the Zombies this is what you are going to need to do. The Island for the most part is farm land and a small town all the people in it are dead. Save for the survivors in the mansion. There is farm land all around, on the other side of that bridge. We can pay out for any damages that might be done. Send a 400kt Hydrogen bomb towards 37 North Main Street.”
“Are you fucking joking?” the man said.
“I’m a physics expert,” Alex said. “It’s the only way. We have an underground facility at the mansion. We will be fine. An H-Bomb leaves no residual radiation. It’s the best option we have.”
“I’ll see what I can do,” the man said. “As four your aid request granted. Give us a day to get everything ready.”
“Thank you,” Alex said. I was afraid I was going to have to level the whole island with Dynamite.”
“That may be a better option,” the man said. “I can send in a group to help you with that if you want.”
“Let’s do it,” Alex said. “But then they will be under our orders.”
“Fine by me,” the man said. “Just don’t get them killed.”
“One more thing,” Ero said as she took the radio from Naoto. “Who is this?”
“This is the Commander and Chief of the US Military,” the man said. “President, James Morris.”
“I’m glad I voted for you now,” Ero laugh. “Thank you Mr. President. When all this is said and done we want you to join us for a celebration.”
The tank moved back through the streets the rotors kicking back in shredding more zombies on the way back. When they got back into the mansion everyone could not believe what they heard. A news crew was there and was broadcasting that a group of lone people calling themselves the Random Squad are on a personal mission to destroy the Zombies by leveling the island. A video of the Zombie mower in action was playing in the back ground.
“Well it’s better than what I had planned,” Dev laughed. “Alright everybody get ready for company, and the good kind.”
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As the day turned to night, everyone in the mansion was celebrating, the ball room was opened up, for the first time in a long time. Naoto had come up with a machine that did the job of a small orchestra and it was playing music up on the stage. Everyone was dressed in their best ball gowns, formal kimonos, and tuxedos alike. The most shocking of all was actually Falcon and Moses, Falcon was wearing a Powder Blue tuxedo, but what was really off, was Moses in a black ball gown, her hair tied into a twist with two obsidian hair pins holding it up.
As everyone began to dance, it became apparent that this would be one of the last nights that everyone would spend here in the mansion. A large oval shaped window in the south wall let in the light from the full moon. The music turned to a waltz and everyone who had someone swept across the floor gracefully.
Alex and Cream, Dev and Angel, Ero and Naoto, Falcon and Moses, even Mz Taken was coaxed onto the dance floor by Gnome. Those who had no one either sat along the tables or danced with an invisible person.
“You look stunning,” Falcon whispered into Moses ear. “The last time I remember you looked this beautiful was the day of our wedding.”
Moses deeply blushed as the memory came back; it was 3 years ago, in this very room that they married. Everyone here was there, and some that have left the mansion for various reasons, were there as well. “And I remember you wore this exact same tux.” Moses said smiling, something she vary rarely ever did.
“Look over there,” Falcon said nodding his head to the direction of Ero and Naoto. “The look like they are having fun.”
Falcon and Moses turned so Moses could get a look without being too noticeable. Ero and Naoto were both in black kimonos, dancing close together. Ero had her head resting on Naoto’s shoulder and both of them could visibly be seen smiling, and whispering into one another’s ears. “They really do don’t they?” Moses said as she leaned closer to Falcon. “Why did ever fall apart? We used to be two peas in a pod.”
“It could have been because of Aaron,” falcon said as a pained look came across his face. “He was such a handsome child.”
“He looked just like you,” Moses said a tear coming out of her eye. “It’s a shame we could not save him.”
“Let us not think of the past,” Falcon said as he brushed the tears away from her face. “Only of the future, I love you Moses, we could always have another child.”
“And what a nice shot,” Erreip said as he snapped a candid picture of Falcon and Moses. “You two are really perfect for each other look.”
Erreip showed the picture on the screen of the digital camera to Falcon and Moses. “You caught me smiling,” Moses said as she looked at the picture.
“I know that’s why It is such a nice shot,” Erreip said as he took the camera back. “Take a look at Alex and Cream.
“Are they doing what I think they are doing?” Falcon said.
In the picture, Alex’s cybernetic hand was firmly planted on Creams breast as both of them were sitting on the balcony, outside the ballroom locking tongues with each other. “I do believe so,” Erreip said. “Cream threatened to castrate me if that picture would ever see the light of day.”
Erreip showed all the pictures he had taken, Mz who had been so depressed lately, was actually laughing in one of them as Gnome looked beet red. Angel had her head rested against Dev’s chest as they were swaying with the music. Sai was dancing around with an Invisible dance partner, and Zak was dancing with Rakan, both of them looked nervous in the picture. Everyone was having a good time, no one was thinking about what was about to happen; the inevitable destruction of the mansion and everything on the island, which would become the home of the RS and the future generations.
The mansion would be standing for another two or three days, before they had so say goodbye, to their home. The island would soon be leveled of al buildings torched, and then once everything was cleared, the RS would rebuild, the Island becoming their home.
As everyone began to dance, it became apparent that this would be one of the last nights that everyone would spend here in the mansion. A large oval shaped window in the south wall let in the light from the full moon. The music turned to a waltz and everyone who had someone swept across the floor gracefully.
Alex and Cream, Dev and Angel, Ero and Naoto, Falcon and Moses, even Mz Taken was coaxed onto the dance floor by Gnome. Those who had no one either sat along the tables or danced with an invisible person.
“You look stunning,” Falcon whispered into Moses ear. “The last time I remember you looked this beautiful was the day of our wedding.”
Moses deeply blushed as the memory came back; it was 3 years ago, in this very room that they married. Everyone here was there, and some that have left the mansion for various reasons, were there as well. “And I remember you wore this exact same tux.” Moses said smiling, something she vary rarely ever did.
“Look over there,” Falcon said nodding his head to the direction of Ero and Naoto. “The look like they are having fun.”
Falcon and Moses turned so Moses could get a look without being too noticeable. Ero and Naoto were both in black kimonos, dancing close together. Ero had her head resting on Naoto’s shoulder and both of them could visibly be seen smiling, and whispering into one another’s ears. “They really do don’t they?” Moses said as she leaned closer to Falcon. “Why did ever fall apart? We used to be two peas in a pod.”
“It could have been because of Aaron,” falcon said as a pained look came across his face. “He was such a handsome child.”
“He looked just like you,” Moses said a tear coming out of her eye. “It’s a shame we could not save him.”
“Let us not think of the past,” Falcon said as he brushed the tears away from her face. “Only of the future, I love you Moses, we could always have another child.”
“And what a nice shot,” Erreip said as he snapped a candid picture of Falcon and Moses. “You two are really perfect for each other look.”
Erreip showed the picture on the screen of the digital camera to Falcon and Moses. “You caught me smiling,” Moses said as she looked at the picture.
“I know that’s why It is such a nice shot,” Erreip said as he took the camera back. “Take a look at Alex and Cream.
“Are they doing what I think they are doing?” Falcon said.
In the picture, Alex’s cybernetic hand was firmly planted on Creams breast as both of them were sitting on the balcony, outside the ballroom locking tongues with each other. “I do believe so,” Erreip said. “Cream threatened to castrate me if that picture would ever see the light of day.”
Erreip showed all the pictures he had taken, Mz who had been so depressed lately, was actually laughing in one of them as Gnome looked beet red. Angel had her head rested against Dev’s chest as they were swaying with the music. Sai was dancing around with an Invisible dance partner, and Zak was dancing with Rakan, both of them looked nervous in the picture. Everyone was having a good time, no one was thinking about what was about to happen; the inevitable destruction of the mansion and everything on the island, which would become the home of the RS and the future generations.
The mansion would be standing for another two or three days, before they had so say goodbye, to their home. The island would soon be leveled of al buildings torched, and then once everything was cleared, the RS would rebuild, the Island becoming their home.
0
As the night went on, Falcon and Moses regained that spark that they once had. They found why they fell in love in the first place, and that spark ignited a flame of passion, that both of them could not contain. As everyone was dancing around they quietly slipped out of the door, and towards the elevators holding hands all the while.
When they made it up to the 26th floor they had to take the stairs to the rooftop to get to their room. Falcon picked Moses up and carried her across the roof and into their room, where he sat her down gently on the bed, kissing her neck. She sat up and pulled the pins out of her hair letting it fall down. In a sheet of silky black, each strand was almost like a fine strand of obsidian.
Falcon had removed his jacket and had tossed it into a chair as she undid the clasp on his bowtie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His broad shoulders were well toned and muscular. Something she rarely noticed anymore. She traced the lines of his trapezoid muscles as falcon placed his hand onto her shoulder.
She could feel how callused and work worn his hands were even as they spread his warmth and pulled the straps of her dress away. As her dress dropped to the floor, she stood before her love the moonlight filtering in from the window made it seem as if her alabaster skin was aglow, bringing out a goddess like quality as she caressed his broad shoulders. Hugging onto him pressing her naked body to his, she stood on her tip toes to barely reach his mouth to kiss him as she put her arms around his neck.
When they broke from the kiss, Moses had pulled away and went to lie down on the bed, as Falcon moved to lay beside her. His hands traced the curvature of her body, he loved the feel of her silky smooth skin beneath his fingertips. How she quivered slightly as his light touches caressed her. His hands exploring every inch of her body, from the coarse patch of neatly manicured dark pubic hairs that glistened with moisture, which had accumulated in anticipation of what is to come.
His hands slowly moved north towards her abdomen making her visibly quiver as he drew circles around the tightly drawn hole that was her bellybutton playing tithe the little silver balls that dangled from a piercing that she had gotten a year ago, when Falcon forbade her from doing it. Then slowly his hands found their way further north to her bosom, he always loved the shape of her breast, they were not huge but then she was not flat cheated either. If one had to guess she was a small C-cup, but with her slender figure they seemed much bugger.
Falcon toyed around teasing her nipples causing a gasp of pleasure to escape her lips as he moved his head closer taking one of her pink nipples into his mouth, his right hand pinching the other. She squirmed about as he did this. Her one weakness, was Falcons touch, he knew exactly what she liked and exploited it whenever he had a chance. She hated this because he knew her too well, she for the most part is the dominate one but when she lets her guard down around him she becomes putty in his hands.
Slowly she started to quietly moan, as he continued, he took this as a sign to take it further. His left hand slipped down between her legs caressing the folds of her slit teasingly as she bucked slightly wanting him to stick something in there. Which he obliged, first his middle finger penetrated the folds rubbing against her clit.
Moses moaning became more audible as falcon did this, for a few minutes he could feel her getting wetter and wetter, as her pussy, tightened up around his finger he stuck another in. Moving each finger teasing the clit with each individually doubling his teasing. Something he had developed over the years, something she could never reproduce on her own.
Moses moaning shortly thereafter became screams of pleasure and heavy panting as warm liquid gushed out, soaking Falcons hand. As she loosed away from his hand. Falcon pulled away and looked her in the face as he moved forward to kiss her. She mustered a smile for him, something that was very rare even when she wasn’t having sex.
Falcon always cared about her pleasure before his own, and no matter how hard and horny he was he would always take the time to give her the pleasure she deserved being his queen. But she was still ready for more, as falcon guided his manhood, towards her. The bed beneath them slightly wet. He teased her a bit grinding himself against her prodding and then finally slowly penetrating in.
A moan of pleasure escaped Moses’ lips as Falcon slowly buried himself to the base into her tight wet hole. Slowly pulling back and then pumping in again, repeating this gesture, moving faster and with more forces with each thrust. Harder and faster, Falcon slowly began grunting as Moses was screaming in pleasure.
………..
“Where is Falcon and Moses?” Dev asked as he got up on the stage. “I wanted to say something a toast, where have they gone?”
“I don’t think they would like being disturbed right now,” Zak said as he sat near the door. “They were all lovey dovey when they bolted about 20 minutes ago.”
Dev shook his head muttering under his breath. “Bed ye well, Falcon and Moses. Bed ye well.” He then looked back at the room and then with a raised hand he began to speak. “ My friend’s, brethren I wish to say thank you. Thank you for the time that we have all spent together. For this may be our last days as a family. For this I say thank you. In the words of the song †˜A Tout Le Monde’ by Megadeth. †˜A tout le monde, A tout mes amis, Je vous aime, Je dois partir.’”
Dev hopped down from the stage and walked over to where Angel was standing and swept her into his arms kissing her, as he walked hand and hand with her out the door. Alex and Cream followed suit, then Ero and Naoto, Gnome kissed Mz lightly on the cheek before she walked out of the room alone and then Rakan pulled Zak along with her, “So much for Lam,” Sai laughed ebbing Erreip in the side, as Rengo picked up Lisa and carried her out of the room. “And that leaves all of us, the single people. The one handed pony wranglers.”
………..
Falcon felt his balls tighten as he started to slow down, and gave one final thrust, as he felt the sweet release. He collapsed as he remained inside of Moses, as he finally went limp, sweetly kissing her full ruby red lips, as sleep overtook both of them.
When they made it up to the 26th floor they had to take the stairs to the rooftop to get to their room. Falcon picked Moses up and carried her across the roof and into their room, where he sat her down gently on the bed, kissing her neck. She sat up and pulled the pins out of her hair letting it fall down. In a sheet of silky black, each strand was almost like a fine strand of obsidian.
Falcon had removed his jacket and had tossed it into a chair as she undid the clasp on his bowtie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His broad shoulders were well toned and muscular. Something she rarely noticed anymore. She traced the lines of his trapezoid muscles as falcon placed his hand onto her shoulder.
She could feel how callused and work worn his hands were even as they spread his warmth and pulled the straps of her dress away. As her dress dropped to the floor, she stood before her love the moonlight filtering in from the window made it seem as if her alabaster skin was aglow, bringing out a goddess like quality as she caressed his broad shoulders. Hugging onto him pressing her naked body to his, she stood on her tip toes to barely reach his mouth to kiss him as she put her arms around his neck.
When they broke from the kiss, Moses had pulled away and went to lie down on the bed, as Falcon moved to lay beside her. His hands traced the curvature of her body, he loved the feel of her silky smooth skin beneath his fingertips. How she quivered slightly as his light touches caressed her. His hands exploring every inch of her body, from the coarse patch of neatly manicured dark pubic hairs that glistened with moisture, which had accumulated in anticipation of what is to come.
His hands slowly moved north towards her abdomen making her visibly quiver as he drew circles around the tightly drawn hole that was her bellybutton playing tithe the little silver balls that dangled from a piercing that she had gotten a year ago, when Falcon forbade her from doing it. Then slowly his hands found their way further north to her bosom, he always loved the shape of her breast, they were not huge but then she was not flat cheated either. If one had to guess she was a small C-cup, but with her slender figure they seemed much bugger.
Falcon toyed around teasing her nipples causing a gasp of pleasure to escape her lips as he moved his head closer taking one of her pink nipples into his mouth, his right hand pinching the other. She squirmed about as he did this. Her one weakness, was Falcons touch, he knew exactly what she liked and exploited it whenever he had a chance. She hated this because he knew her too well, she for the most part is the dominate one but when she lets her guard down around him she becomes putty in his hands.
Slowly she started to quietly moan, as he continued, he took this as a sign to take it further. His left hand slipped down between her legs caressing the folds of her slit teasingly as she bucked slightly wanting him to stick something in there. Which he obliged, first his middle finger penetrated the folds rubbing against her clit.
Moses moaning became more audible as falcon did this, for a few minutes he could feel her getting wetter and wetter, as her pussy, tightened up around his finger he stuck another in. Moving each finger teasing the clit with each individually doubling his teasing. Something he had developed over the years, something she could never reproduce on her own.
Moses moaning shortly thereafter became screams of pleasure and heavy panting as warm liquid gushed out, soaking Falcons hand. As she loosed away from his hand. Falcon pulled away and looked her in the face as he moved forward to kiss her. She mustered a smile for him, something that was very rare even when she wasn’t having sex.
Falcon always cared about her pleasure before his own, and no matter how hard and horny he was he would always take the time to give her the pleasure she deserved being his queen. But she was still ready for more, as falcon guided his manhood, towards her. The bed beneath them slightly wet. He teased her a bit grinding himself against her prodding and then finally slowly penetrating in.
A moan of pleasure escaped Moses’ lips as Falcon slowly buried himself to the base into her tight wet hole. Slowly pulling back and then pumping in again, repeating this gesture, moving faster and with more forces with each thrust. Harder and faster, Falcon slowly began grunting as Moses was screaming in pleasure.
………..
“Where is Falcon and Moses?” Dev asked as he got up on the stage. “I wanted to say something a toast, where have they gone?”
“I don’t think they would like being disturbed right now,” Zak said as he sat near the door. “They were all lovey dovey when they bolted about 20 minutes ago.”
Dev shook his head muttering under his breath. “Bed ye well, Falcon and Moses. Bed ye well.” He then looked back at the room and then with a raised hand he began to speak. “ My friend’s, brethren I wish to say thank you. Thank you for the time that we have all spent together. For this may be our last days as a family. For this I say thank you. In the words of the song †˜A Tout Le Monde’ by Megadeth. †˜A tout le monde, A tout mes amis, Je vous aime, Je dois partir.’”
Dev hopped down from the stage and walked over to where Angel was standing and swept her into his arms kissing her, as he walked hand and hand with her out the door. Alex and Cream followed suit, then Ero and Naoto, Gnome kissed Mz lightly on the cheek before she walked out of the room alone and then Rakan pulled Zak along with her, “So much for Lam,” Sai laughed ebbing Erreip in the side, as Rengo picked up Lisa and carried her out of the room. “And that leaves all of us, the single people. The one handed pony wranglers.”
………..
Falcon felt his balls tighten as he started to slow down, and gave one final thrust, as he felt the sweet release. He collapsed as he remained inside of Moses, as he finally went limp, sweetly kissing her full ruby red lips, as sleep overtook both of them.
0
Throughout the mansion, an aura of love and compassion could be felt. Lovers sharing a bed, and warmth, new loves exploring each other, sharing their souls. Remembering those who they love wishing they could see their faces. Those sharing their eternal love for each other. And those who are all alone with a bottle of lotion and pay per view. Love is in the air as the mansion made this night one that will last etched in memory of years to come.
………..
The next morning Moses awoke to find Falcon had slipped out of the bed and was standing out on the roof, wearing his bathrobe. She stood there in the door frame as a gentle breeze caressed her body, as she tied a black silk robe around her naked body, and walked out onto the roof, standing beside Falcon.
“Good morning,” Falcon said without turning, and placing his hand in the small of her back.
The sun was just starting to rise out of the Atlantic Ocean as Falcon and Moses stood there, watching the sun rise when the sound of a helicopter filled the air, and bringing a gust of wind all around them. Falcon and Moses both grabbed the front of their robes to keep them from flying open revealing their naked bodies. As a CH-46 Sea Knight, came into view and landed on the empty helipad atop the mansion about 30 feet away.
Two marines followed by a man green military pilots jumpsuit, emerged from the helicopter as the rotors died down. Letting Falcon and Moses free of the terror of their nude bodies being reviled for all to see. A familiar face emerged from the helicopter, and Falcon shouted at him. “Anime you bastard! You couldn’t give us another 30 minutes?”
“Hey,” anime said as he walked over. “If I knew you two were… Um… You know. I would have told them land on the ground. But the president’s safety and all.”
“Excuse me,” the man in the green jumpsuit said. As he started to walk over.
“Mr. President,” Falcon said as he outstretched his hand. “I apologize for still being in my bathrobe, but we were not expecting anyone so soon.”
“You must be Mr. Falcon,” the President said. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
“I’m just the guy who keeps the place in order,” Falcon said. “The real brains of this Zombie operation is Dev. He’s the guy running the show right now. Just let me go… err get dressed and I’ll notify him.”
“Yes please do,” the President said as he started to turn red when he saw Moses.
Falcon and Moses, walked back into the penthouse mad that they were not going to be able to have a quickie, so they got dressed, and falcon radioed down waking Dev from his peaceful sleep, curled up next to Angel.
“What the fuck do you want Falcon it’s 7am,” Dev groaned as he picked up the radio.
“Hey Dev wake up, the President want to speak with you,” Falcon said.
“There here this early?” Dev questioned. “Conference Room seventh floor. Get an ass load of coffee in there. I’ll be there in ten.”
“Alright man,” Falcon said as he was about to cut off.
“I hope you two had fun last night,” Dev said as Angel was sitting up in the bed rubbing her eyes. “I was going to toast you two but you guys ran off.”
“Err yeah,” Falcon said trying to come up with something to say. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Dev laughed. “I think you inspired everyone to share their passion. I think Rakan and Zak hooked up. And I saw the picture Erreip took of you and Moses. I never thought I would see the day that I saw that sourpuss smile.”
“I heard that,” Moses’ voice rang out. “I smile I just don’t do it that much. We’ll get everyone together, you just get ready.”
“She seems to be in a rather good mood,” Angel said as she put her arms around Dev holding him. “I wish we could just leave this place, you and me, go somewhere and let the others deal with this.”
“You and me both,” dev said as he turned himself around in Angel’s arms and putting his own arms around her. “You and me both. Bu then once this is all over I promise we will find somewhere, where we can settle down.”
Dev threw on a black T-Shirt, one of the ones he always wore and a pair of jeans. He waited for angel to get dressed, and they headed down 3 floors to the 7th floor conference room. Two marines were setting outside the door and eyed them as they walked in. The President stood up almost immediately, when Dev and Angel walked in, everyone was there, waiting for the two of them.
“You must be Dev,” the President said as he offered his hand out for a hand shake.
“Mr. President,” Dev acknowledged as he shook the president’s hand. Erreip took the chance to snap a quick picture.
He walked over to where the coffee pot was sitting and poured a cup putting 4 sugars and 3 creamers in the cup to fix it just how he like it. Then over to where the main seat was. Naoto had placed a 3D Projector in the room for everything. Dev’s maps were displayed floating above the table. As he began to speak. “The Island is primarily a residential town population estimated 250 thousand. The complex here is only 1 square mile of it, the other 24 square miles are filled with High Rise Condos and a few little shops, that’s about it. There is a total of one hundred fifty, twenty plus story condo sets. Twenty apartments per floor, average of 3 occupants per condo. Estimated number of occupants in all two hundred thousand. We’ve taken out what we believe to be over one hundred fifty thousand. Meaning there is a chance for survivors but then there is a chance of another one hundred thousand Zombies out there.”
Dev Paused to let all the information sink in and nodded at Alex, to let him know to do his thing. “Which means we have to check these buildings, for survivors get them out and then level the place,” Alex picked up. “The best plan of approach would be by air, come in from the roofs search floor by floor. Each of these high rises vary from twenty to twenty five floors. With your help we can get this done in about 12-14 hours. Once that is done, we can use a ultra sonic resonator to…”
“Excuse me an ultra what a what?” The President asked.
“Ultrasonic Resonator,” Naoto said. “Simply put, a localized earthquake machine that puts out vibrations through a building at the strength of a 10 on the Richter Scale.”
“And such a machine exist?” The President asked in shock.
“There are actually two hundred,” Naoto chimed.
“Who are you people?” The President asked almost ready to shout for help.
“Just a band of misfits to say the least,” Falcon said. “Naoto is a super genius, she’s smart but she’s not evil. Dev’s a strategist, and an expert on Zombies.”
“Okay,” the President said slowly, taking this entire situation before him in. “Why does the government only see this place as a normal house of a wealthy person listed under the name of Falcon. Nothing unusual has happened here.”
“The government,” Moses laughed. “The government is useless. No offense, but people like us are who keep you safe at night. We are the people feeding you the real information. Your CIA doesn’t know anything about intelligence. If we wanted we could easily crash the entire system of this so called government. Just the people in this room. But we don’t.”
“Okay,” the President said his hands shaking. “What do you need? I have 4 men on the roof unloading 200 crates of .45 and 200 crates of 9mm ammo.”
“That’s a start,” Dev said. “We’ll need 3 CH-46 Helicopters, and 50 good men to help us. That puts the total to 70, 150 buildings, 5 per building, means we can cover 30 buildings at once. It should take about an hour to clear a building of survivors two if there are hostiles. Then another 30 minutes to get to the ground floor and set up the resonators. Meaning, 16 hours of work, and transport we can get everything done in about 20 hours. Leveled in 24.”
“I’m amazed at how well you have thought all this out,” the President said as he stood up. “I would love to see what one of these Ultra Sonic Resonators looks like. If that is alright with you.”
“Certainly,” Naoto said. “But I must warn you, the sub levels are our high security domains. DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING!”
………..
The next morning Moses awoke to find Falcon had slipped out of the bed and was standing out on the roof, wearing his bathrobe. She stood there in the door frame as a gentle breeze caressed her body, as she tied a black silk robe around her naked body, and walked out onto the roof, standing beside Falcon.
“Good morning,” Falcon said without turning, and placing his hand in the small of her back.
The sun was just starting to rise out of the Atlantic Ocean as Falcon and Moses stood there, watching the sun rise when the sound of a helicopter filled the air, and bringing a gust of wind all around them. Falcon and Moses both grabbed the front of their robes to keep them from flying open revealing their naked bodies. As a CH-46 Sea Knight, came into view and landed on the empty helipad atop the mansion about 30 feet away.
Two marines followed by a man green military pilots jumpsuit, emerged from the helicopter as the rotors died down. Letting Falcon and Moses free of the terror of their nude bodies being reviled for all to see. A familiar face emerged from the helicopter, and Falcon shouted at him. “Anime you bastard! You couldn’t give us another 30 minutes?”
“Hey,” anime said as he walked over. “If I knew you two were… Um… You know. I would have told them land on the ground. But the president’s safety and all.”
“Excuse me,” the man in the green jumpsuit said. As he started to walk over.
“Mr. President,” Falcon said as he outstretched his hand. “I apologize for still being in my bathrobe, but we were not expecting anyone so soon.”
“You must be Mr. Falcon,” the President said. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
“I’m just the guy who keeps the place in order,” Falcon said. “The real brains of this Zombie operation is Dev. He’s the guy running the show right now. Just let me go… err get dressed and I’ll notify him.”
“Yes please do,” the President said as he started to turn red when he saw Moses.
Falcon and Moses, walked back into the penthouse mad that they were not going to be able to have a quickie, so they got dressed, and falcon radioed down waking Dev from his peaceful sleep, curled up next to Angel.
“What the fuck do you want Falcon it’s 7am,” Dev groaned as he picked up the radio.
“Hey Dev wake up, the President want to speak with you,” Falcon said.
“There here this early?” Dev questioned. “Conference Room seventh floor. Get an ass load of coffee in there. I’ll be there in ten.”
“Alright man,” Falcon said as he was about to cut off.
“I hope you two had fun last night,” Dev said as Angel was sitting up in the bed rubbing her eyes. “I was going to toast you two but you guys ran off.”
“Err yeah,” Falcon said trying to come up with something to say. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Dev laughed. “I think you inspired everyone to share their passion. I think Rakan and Zak hooked up. And I saw the picture Erreip took of you and Moses. I never thought I would see the day that I saw that sourpuss smile.”
“I heard that,” Moses’ voice rang out. “I smile I just don’t do it that much. We’ll get everyone together, you just get ready.”
“She seems to be in a rather good mood,” Angel said as she put her arms around Dev holding him. “I wish we could just leave this place, you and me, go somewhere and let the others deal with this.”
“You and me both,” dev said as he turned himself around in Angel’s arms and putting his own arms around her. “You and me both. Bu then once this is all over I promise we will find somewhere, where we can settle down.”
Dev threw on a black T-Shirt, one of the ones he always wore and a pair of jeans. He waited for angel to get dressed, and they headed down 3 floors to the 7th floor conference room. Two marines were setting outside the door and eyed them as they walked in. The President stood up almost immediately, when Dev and Angel walked in, everyone was there, waiting for the two of them.
“You must be Dev,” the President said as he offered his hand out for a hand shake.
“Mr. President,” Dev acknowledged as he shook the president’s hand. Erreip took the chance to snap a quick picture.
He walked over to where the coffee pot was sitting and poured a cup putting 4 sugars and 3 creamers in the cup to fix it just how he like it. Then over to where the main seat was. Naoto had placed a 3D Projector in the room for everything. Dev’s maps were displayed floating above the table. As he began to speak. “The Island is primarily a residential town population estimated 250 thousand. The complex here is only 1 square mile of it, the other 24 square miles are filled with High Rise Condos and a few little shops, that’s about it. There is a total of one hundred fifty, twenty plus story condo sets. Twenty apartments per floor, average of 3 occupants per condo. Estimated number of occupants in all two hundred thousand. We’ve taken out what we believe to be over one hundred fifty thousand. Meaning there is a chance for survivors but then there is a chance of another one hundred thousand Zombies out there.”
Dev Paused to let all the information sink in and nodded at Alex, to let him know to do his thing. “Which means we have to check these buildings, for survivors get them out and then level the place,” Alex picked up. “The best plan of approach would be by air, come in from the roofs search floor by floor. Each of these high rises vary from twenty to twenty five floors. With your help we can get this done in about 12-14 hours. Once that is done, we can use a ultra sonic resonator to…”
“Excuse me an ultra what a what?” The President asked.
“Ultrasonic Resonator,” Naoto said. “Simply put, a localized earthquake machine that puts out vibrations through a building at the strength of a 10 on the Richter Scale.”
“And such a machine exist?” The President asked in shock.
“There are actually two hundred,” Naoto chimed.
“Who are you people?” The President asked almost ready to shout for help.
“Just a band of misfits to say the least,” Falcon said. “Naoto is a super genius, she’s smart but she’s not evil. Dev’s a strategist, and an expert on Zombies.”
“Okay,” the President said slowly, taking this entire situation before him in. “Why does the government only see this place as a normal house of a wealthy person listed under the name of Falcon. Nothing unusual has happened here.”
“The government,” Moses laughed. “The government is useless. No offense, but people like us are who keep you safe at night. We are the people feeding you the real information. Your CIA doesn’t know anything about intelligence. If we wanted we could easily crash the entire system of this so called government. Just the people in this room. But we don’t.”
“Okay,” the President said his hands shaking. “What do you need? I have 4 men on the roof unloading 200 crates of .45 and 200 crates of 9mm ammo.”
“That’s a start,” Dev said. “We’ll need 3 CH-46 Helicopters, and 50 good men to help us. That puts the total to 70, 150 buildings, 5 per building, means we can cover 30 buildings at once. It should take about an hour to clear a building of survivors two if there are hostiles. Then another 30 minutes to get to the ground floor and set up the resonators. Meaning, 16 hours of work, and transport we can get everything done in about 20 hours. Leveled in 24.”
“I’m amazed at how well you have thought all this out,” the President said as he stood up. “I would love to see what one of these Ultra Sonic Resonators looks like. If that is alright with you.”
“Certainly,” Naoto said. “But I must warn you, the sub levels are our high security domains. DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING!”
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Your stories are awesome... Epic to say the least...
You are an awesome no matter what genre you take so far. Cause everything you've come up with is top-notch excellent work in my book.
Keep it up Angelus~
You are an awesome no matter what genre you take so far. Cause everything you've come up with is top-notch excellent work in my book.
Keep it up Angelus~
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“I… I can’t believe this,” the President said flabbergasted. “Armored Assault Units, Super Computers, Heavy Weapons, It’s all quite shocking that such a small group of people could acquire things like this.”
“Heh, heh, heh, heh,” Penguin Chuckled. As he climbed into one of the Assault Suits. “We didn’t procure these. We made them.”
“Impossible,” the President said outraged. “The Military only dreams of something like this, and you are telling me that you made these?”
“Yes,” Naoto said flatly. “Now you’ve seen what we have, if you would kindly get us what we ask, we can have this island leveled by noon tomorrow.”
“I’ll call them in immediately,” the President said, as he turned to face Naoto. “By the way have you ever considered employment with the government? All of you?”
“The offer does seem tempting,” Naoto said, as she scratched her head. “Would I be restricted as to what I can and cannot do?”
“To a point but other than that you would have free will to do as you please,” The president said, answering her flatly. “I suspect that you could do great things with government backing.”
“You would have no objections to me playing God?” Naoto pushed trying to see if he had his limits.
“None what so ever,” the President said trying to butter her up. “And I will say this, If this is successful I will see to it that each and every one of you will receive a Presidential Medal of Freedom, for your service to the country and the world.”
“Angel, Mz, Ziggy,” dev ordered. “Escort our guest back, the rest of us will starts. “Look for the Buildings with Red smoke on top first, those are the 4 we will have hit we will have survivors with us, waiting.”
“Will do,” The President said confirming the orders.
“Alright everyone, let’s move out!” Dev shouted as he walked to a gun locker grabbing an MP5, M14, and two USP.45’s. Along with a messenger bag that he loaded with clips of ammo.
Everyone who was going in on foot grabbed weapons and hopped on one of the ATV’s or got into one of the jeeps, the four others were in the mechas read to drop cover, for the others. Everyone was on the lift, revving engines, and ready to split, the group was split simply, four five man teams, one mecha and 4 on foot. The plan was simple search for survivors and rescue them, and eliminate any hostiles.
The group hit the lawns of the mansion as the helicopter could be heard in the distance, as they bolted into the town. “Everyone keep in radio contact with your team,” Dev shouted as they hit the gate and started to split.
The first group to hit anywhere was Penguin, Ero, Sai, Erreip, and Gnome, Penguin blew the doors on the lobby out of the building and moved inside, the lobby for the most part was empty save a few pieces of furniture, no one or thing was inside it.
“Clear,” Penguin radioed as he dismounted from the mecha and waited for the others to drive in, taking a hand gun and a MP5 with him.
“Looks like the power is out,” Sai laughed. “Were taking the stairs. Clear the building floor by floor.”
The first few floors were empty, the 5th and 6th floors had a few undead, but when they hit the 7th floor it came apparent that there are still survivors. People were screaming in terror as the door came crashing open, and two people with fully automatic weapons came charging in.
“WHATS GOING ON?!” one of them shouted as Sai lowered his gun.
“Search and Rescue,” Sai said. “Come with us if you want to live.”
The people followed Sai and Erreip out into the hall where Penguin was standing, Ero and Gnome were busting down doors further down the hall. “You guys are from the mansion aren’t you?”
“I’ll take them to the roof, and I’ll meet you guys in 5,” Penguin said ignoring their questions, and taking one of the extra handguns that Sai had, handing it to the man. “You know how to use one of these?”
“I guess,” the man said.
“Good,” Penguin smirked. “I’m gonna leave you in charge when we get to the roof. If it seems odd and will not coherently acknowledge you shoot it in the head.”
The three people followed Penguin to the roof, and the rest of them, when busting through the doors finding no one. They repeated the same process, through the next five floors all of them empty. When they hit the 13th floor, Sai bust into one of the condo’s, which appeared to be empty.
“Alright this one is clean,” Sai said moving to exit the condo, when something came from out behind a door, biting him. “Shit, guys I’m sorry.” Those were Sai’s last words as he pulled out his favorite side arm he dubbed Lucille. A nickel plated Desert Eagle that chambered .50 magnum rounds blowing the top of the zombie’s skull wide open all over the ceiling, before turning the gun on himself. A single tear fell from his eyes as he put the hot barrel of the gun into his mouth pulling the trigger. Death was instantaneous, as the back of his skull was blown completely open, bits of brain skull and hair flew through the air splattering the ceiling, floor and walls behind him as his body fell limp to the floor.
Gnome rush into the room grabbing Sai’s body, there was no way in hell he would let that go down into the rubble with this building. “You guys watch yourselves I’m taking Sais Body to the roof.”
No one tried to stop Gnome, his compassion for his friends, even when they were dead was second to none. He picked up Lucille and removed the 4 extra clips from Sais belt stashing them in his pockets. Tears streaming from his eyes, as he carried the body up to the roof. The people that penguin had lead up there were huddle waiting by a small smoke flair that had not been set off yet.
“What the hell happened?” the man that Penguin had left in charge asked as he lowered the gun when he say Gnome lower Sai’s body.
“He died in the line of duty,” Gnome choked out. “He gave his life so we can finish this job. His name was Sai. He was my best friend.” Gnome stood up and held Lucille in his right hand, as he looked back towards the door. “For Sai.” He pulled the slide on the gun back chambering a round as he marched back in.
He kicked down a door, shouting at anyone inside to get the fuck out and up on the roof, if Zombies were in the condo he blew their heads out. Rage was all he felt, no compassion no pity, nothing. He had cleared the top 7 floors all on his own before the others caught up to him. His rage subsided a little as they tried to calm him down. It was no use, to try and do it, completely he would not be calm until this was all over.
There were about 27 survivors in all in the building as Penguin set the smoke off. “Stay here someone will come for you.” He then turned to gnome, and with a look of disbelief as gnome loaded a fresh clip into the empty gun. “I can’t believe you.”
“Believe it,” Gnome spat out. “These fucking zombies will pay. In Sai’s name I will not stop until each and every one of them are rotting like they should be.”
They got back down to the lobby and placed a small box like thing in the center of the room. Before leaving the building. A helicopter could be seen flying forwards to 3 other buildings and then more towards the mansion as ordered to pick up the resonators.
……….
It took about 18 hours in all, to clear all the building’s a total of three hundred sixty one survivors were found, an estimated two hundred fifty Zombies killed and one hundred fifty resonators placed in all. Out of all this only one person had died. Naoto sat in here underground lab as she waited for everyone to return. A satellite had been watching the island, and news crews had been alerted of what was happening. Everyone was waiting for the big event.
The helicopter that had picked up Sai’s body had landed and brought his body back to the underground facility, and it was sitting on a lab table as the rest of the crew made their way back in. Gnome put Lucille back where it belonged with its rightful owner, saying “I got a few for you.” As he did.
“Alright, everyone is out of the city I hope?” Naoto radioed to the other side of the river’s lines. “Because this city is going to be leveled.”
A few seconds later, Naoto activated the resonators as they all started to kick in, people watching their homes become nothing, expecting a great earthquake to happen. Watched as the buildings all started to collapse. It was almost as if they were watching the events of September 11th 2001 all over again, as the buildings collapsed to the ground. The city of high rise buildings was nothing but a giant pile of rubble, the only building that was left standing was the mansion.
“Good bye,” Falcon said as he pressed the switch on a detonator and the building started to blow up from the top floor down. The only remains were the underground lab that was still intact.
“Heh, heh, heh, heh,” Penguin Chuckled. As he climbed into one of the Assault Suits. “We didn’t procure these. We made them.”
“Impossible,” the President said outraged. “The Military only dreams of something like this, and you are telling me that you made these?”
“Yes,” Naoto said flatly. “Now you’ve seen what we have, if you would kindly get us what we ask, we can have this island leveled by noon tomorrow.”
“I’ll call them in immediately,” the President said, as he turned to face Naoto. “By the way have you ever considered employment with the government? All of you?”
“The offer does seem tempting,” Naoto said, as she scratched her head. “Would I be restricted as to what I can and cannot do?”
“To a point but other than that you would have free will to do as you please,” The president said, answering her flatly. “I suspect that you could do great things with government backing.”
“You would have no objections to me playing God?” Naoto pushed trying to see if he had his limits.
“None what so ever,” the President said trying to butter her up. “And I will say this, If this is successful I will see to it that each and every one of you will receive a Presidential Medal of Freedom, for your service to the country and the world.”
“Angel, Mz, Ziggy,” dev ordered. “Escort our guest back, the rest of us will starts. “Look for the Buildings with Red smoke on top first, those are the 4 we will have hit we will have survivors with us, waiting.”
“Will do,” The President said confirming the orders.
“Alright everyone, let’s move out!” Dev shouted as he walked to a gun locker grabbing an MP5, M14, and two USP.45’s. Along with a messenger bag that he loaded with clips of ammo.
Everyone who was going in on foot grabbed weapons and hopped on one of the ATV’s or got into one of the jeeps, the four others were in the mechas read to drop cover, for the others. Everyone was on the lift, revving engines, and ready to split, the group was split simply, four five man teams, one mecha and 4 on foot. The plan was simple search for survivors and rescue them, and eliminate any hostiles.
The group hit the lawns of the mansion as the helicopter could be heard in the distance, as they bolted into the town. “Everyone keep in radio contact with your team,” Dev shouted as they hit the gate and started to split.
The first group to hit anywhere was Penguin, Ero, Sai, Erreip, and Gnome, Penguin blew the doors on the lobby out of the building and moved inside, the lobby for the most part was empty save a few pieces of furniture, no one or thing was inside it.
“Clear,” Penguin radioed as he dismounted from the mecha and waited for the others to drive in, taking a hand gun and a MP5 with him.
“Looks like the power is out,” Sai laughed. “Were taking the stairs. Clear the building floor by floor.”
The first few floors were empty, the 5th and 6th floors had a few undead, but when they hit the 7th floor it came apparent that there are still survivors. People were screaming in terror as the door came crashing open, and two people with fully automatic weapons came charging in.
“WHATS GOING ON?!” one of them shouted as Sai lowered his gun.
“Search and Rescue,” Sai said. “Come with us if you want to live.”
The people followed Sai and Erreip out into the hall where Penguin was standing, Ero and Gnome were busting down doors further down the hall. “You guys are from the mansion aren’t you?”
“I’ll take them to the roof, and I’ll meet you guys in 5,” Penguin said ignoring their questions, and taking one of the extra handguns that Sai had, handing it to the man. “You know how to use one of these?”
“I guess,” the man said.
“Good,” Penguin smirked. “I’m gonna leave you in charge when we get to the roof. If it seems odd and will not coherently acknowledge you shoot it in the head.”
The three people followed Penguin to the roof, and the rest of them, when busting through the doors finding no one. They repeated the same process, through the next five floors all of them empty. When they hit the 13th floor, Sai bust into one of the condo’s, which appeared to be empty.
“Alright this one is clean,” Sai said moving to exit the condo, when something came from out behind a door, biting him. “Shit, guys I’m sorry.” Those were Sai’s last words as he pulled out his favorite side arm he dubbed Lucille. A nickel plated Desert Eagle that chambered .50 magnum rounds blowing the top of the zombie’s skull wide open all over the ceiling, before turning the gun on himself. A single tear fell from his eyes as he put the hot barrel of the gun into his mouth pulling the trigger. Death was instantaneous, as the back of his skull was blown completely open, bits of brain skull and hair flew through the air splattering the ceiling, floor and walls behind him as his body fell limp to the floor.
Gnome rush into the room grabbing Sai’s body, there was no way in hell he would let that go down into the rubble with this building. “You guys watch yourselves I’m taking Sais Body to the roof.”
No one tried to stop Gnome, his compassion for his friends, even when they were dead was second to none. He picked up Lucille and removed the 4 extra clips from Sais belt stashing them in his pockets. Tears streaming from his eyes, as he carried the body up to the roof. The people that penguin had lead up there were huddle waiting by a small smoke flair that had not been set off yet.
“What the hell happened?” the man that Penguin had left in charge asked as he lowered the gun when he say Gnome lower Sai’s body.
“He died in the line of duty,” Gnome choked out. “He gave his life so we can finish this job. His name was Sai. He was my best friend.” Gnome stood up and held Lucille in his right hand, as he looked back towards the door. “For Sai.” He pulled the slide on the gun back chambering a round as he marched back in.
He kicked down a door, shouting at anyone inside to get the fuck out and up on the roof, if Zombies were in the condo he blew their heads out. Rage was all he felt, no compassion no pity, nothing. He had cleared the top 7 floors all on his own before the others caught up to him. His rage subsided a little as they tried to calm him down. It was no use, to try and do it, completely he would not be calm until this was all over.
There were about 27 survivors in all in the building as Penguin set the smoke off. “Stay here someone will come for you.” He then turned to gnome, and with a look of disbelief as gnome loaded a fresh clip into the empty gun. “I can’t believe you.”
“Believe it,” Gnome spat out. “These fucking zombies will pay. In Sai’s name I will not stop until each and every one of them are rotting like they should be.”
They got back down to the lobby and placed a small box like thing in the center of the room. Before leaving the building. A helicopter could be seen flying forwards to 3 other buildings and then more towards the mansion as ordered to pick up the resonators.
……….
It took about 18 hours in all, to clear all the building’s a total of three hundred sixty one survivors were found, an estimated two hundred fifty Zombies killed and one hundred fifty resonators placed in all. Out of all this only one person had died. Naoto sat in here underground lab as she waited for everyone to return. A satellite had been watching the island, and news crews had been alerted of what was happening. Everyone was waiting for the big event.
The helicopter that had picked up Sai’s body had landed and brought his body back to the underground facility, and it was sitting on a lab table as the rest of the crew made their way back in. Gnome put Lucille back where it belonged with its rightful owner, saying “I got a few for you.” As he did.
“Alright, everyone is out of the city I hope?” Naoto radioed to the other side of the river’s lines. “Because this city is going to be leveled.”
A few seconds later, Naoto activated the resonators as they all started to kick in, people watching their homes become nothing, expecting a great earthquake to happen. Watched as the buildings all started to collapse. It was almost as if they were watching the events of September 11th 2001 all over again, as the buildings collapsed to the ground. The city of high rise buildings was nothing but a giant pile of rubble, the only building that was left standing was the mansion.
“Good bye,” Falcon said as he pressed the switch on a detonator and the building started to blow up from the top floor down. The only remains were the underground lab that was still intact.
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2 months later:
The media had a field day trying to figure out what the hell happened. No one knew what happened for sure, and if they did no one was willing to speak about it. Government crews and national guard went to work clearing the rubble, anything that was deemed recyclable was taken and held for the monument that the Random Squad had commissioned to be placed on the island. It was planned to be unveiled five years to the day of the great destruction. More Zombies were found and eliminated. Great Pyre pits were erected to burn the corpses.
Everyone has kind of drifted there own ways, but the entirety of the Random Squad was called forth to Washington. Where they all now stand on the Steps of the capitol, pictures of Sai and PersonDude flashing better moments from there lives on a giant screen.
“Today,” the president said as he looked upon the crowd before him. “We honor these brave individuals, who if not for them, we would still be living in fear, of the possibility of the spread of the undead, that had taken over. It is with great honor that I bestow upon you, the highest honor any civilian could ever receive, Presidential Medal of Freedom.”
Each and every one was bestowed the honors, and the next of kin to PersonDude, and Sai were given the awards Post Humorously. The crowd erupted in cheers as the last of the medals was bestowed, each of them were with honors.
After all was said and done, three black limos took everyone back to the white house where, the members of the Random Squad were staying for a week as the president’s guest of honor, a grand feast was prepared for them, and the night went on. For the next day would be meeting’s and press conferences . All detaining what happened, and announcements of new post in the government and acceptances of the post, which means more press conferences, and a never ending cycle of media, coverage.
It was about 6am when Dev woke up, Angel sleeping soundly beside him. He never thought that he would be sitting here in a bedroom inside the white house, as he stroked Angel’s hair softly. She was positively radiant, in her pregnancy. Something that sparked the two of them getting married last month. But Dev slipped out of the bed, and walked over to the in suite bathroom.
Both of them had moved to Dev’s home state just outside of his home town where he was basically greeted as a hero. He’s taken to working as a Web Design artist, and has taken post with the government as a strategist, and is currently writing a memoir entitled, †˜Randomness, Love, and Zombies.’ Angel has taken to spending her days for the most part with Dev’s mother learning how to cook good old fashioned Kentucky Soul Food.
Alex and Cream had finally came to a point and realized that they needed to do something about their lives, together. Alex finally bit the big one, and took his expertise in explosives and started to make fireworks. His first set was a large explosion of the words †˜Will you marry me?’ while he held a small gold band out to cream.
Falcon and Moses, had just found out that Moses was pregnant, and both of them were happy together. Moses could be seen smiling more often, and genuinely happy. Everyone joked then they found out that they were going have to watch out for the Little Falcon, and his pint sized Falcon Punch.
Ero and Naoto, decided that it would be best if they just went MIA for a few weeks and were somehow found in the Bahamas by Erreip, just last week. Both of them, were happy and seemed to be healthy. But were saddened by the appearance of Erreip on their retreat away from everyone.
Mz had moved into a small house near where Erreip moved to. Her reasons was that she wanted to be close to someone she trusted. Gnome had became a great Pornographer, after his footage he took of Ero and Naoto came to light, a company had hired him to direct films for them, and in one month he has became a house hold name in the Adult Entertainment Industry.
Rengo and Lisa moved to rural South Carolina where her bought a small farm, and both of them live there with no real plan of what they are going to do with it. Rengo said he jus kind likes the space it has. Maybe buy a horse, and an ATV. Raise a family, no real outlook.
Zak and Rakan moved in with each other, and live their lives one day at a time. Just doing anything at the spur of a moment. And Like Ero and Naoto, no one knew where they disappeared to until they sent a post card from Hawaii.
Penguin and Ziggy both, right after everything was said and done just came out with it and were married, in Antarctica, surrounded by penguins of all things, Ziggy chose to humor Penguin this one wish, they survived the Zombie Holocaust, why not get married in the middle of a sea of Penguins?
Everyone else has just kind of drifted along and took to their own thing. Everyone regrets that the mansion is no more, but the good times as well as the bad, live on in memory, and Erreip had made sure of this by sending everyone a leather bound photo album, on the cover in gold leaf was an Ornate, RS, and the inside cover had a picture of everyone together with a caption underneath †˜To everyone, and in remembrance of those who are no longer with us.’ The pictures that were stored on the databases in the underground labs, memories that hold dear to everyone, all placed together.
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5 years latter:
Everyone had came to the ceremony that was to honor the day they all ended the Zombie Holocaust. “I’m glad to see everyone here,” Falcon said as he held his arms out in Welcome. “Children and all.”
The Random Squad family had grown substantial in the last 5 years. Ranging from just over 4 years old young as three months, and more on the way as the case of Alex and Cream, who had just 3 months before had their first child. Then the shocker, that Ero had undergone artificial insemination as to have a child that both her and Naoto could call their own, which was due to be born in 2 months.
“Papa,” a little boy said tugging on Dev’s sleeve. “Who is that?”
“That’s your Uncle Falcon and Aunt Moses,” Dev said.
“How come they never come around on the holidays like grandma and pawpaw?” The little boy asked.
Dev caught Angels eye, and both of them smiled, Dev tried to think of a good answer, but couldn’t. “Everyone here is family, not by blood or by marriage.” Dev began as he held his son. “Everyone here except for the young ones like you lived and fought for our very lives just five years ago. We’re here to honor those who didn’t make it. That’s why we are all family.”
“I see Uncle Alex and Auntie Cream over there,” the boy said pointing towards Alex and Cream. “Are they the same kind of family?”
“Yes Sai they are,” Dev said, as he hugged his son, watching as the monument was unveiled. A lone figure stood holding a sword straight into the air, as if in victory, a plaque at the base read, †˜In Memory of PersonDude and Saibot, two brave men that gave their lives to protect mankind.’
“Will you every let me live it down?” Gnome’s voice could be heard from over near where Ero and Naoto were. “I’m sorry.”
“Sai why don’t you go say hello to Alex and Cream,” Angel said as Dev put him down on the ground, and watched him run off towards where Alex and Cream where standing. Cream was holding onto Little Prudence, as Alex grabbed a hold of Sai and picked him up hugging him. Dev mouthed watch him for a few so he doesn’t come near Gnome, right now. Which Alex caught and understood immediately.
“It depends,” Ero said as her mood began to become very unpleasant. “Which thing are you sorry for?”
“Ero it’s been five years,” Dev said as he walked over and hugged her. “Do you think you could let it go by now?”
“Don’t you take his side,” Ero said rounding on Dev.
“I’m not,” Dev said. “He did something he shouldn’t have. That footage should have never existed. But then you have to admit back in those days, we did a lot of stupid things. Hell we leveled this entire island and killed more zombies than anyone would ever think humanly possible to be in one place.”
“Dev’s Right,” Gnome said. “I wish I never uploaded that video to the internet. But what’s done is done. I can’t change that. Will you just accept my apology, for the 5 millionth, time I’m sorry.”
Ero scowled at Gnome for a few minutes but then finally came over, and then hugged him. “I’m sorry myself. I’m sorry that I’ve held a grudge over something so stupid for five years.”
“It’s good to see you Naoto,” Angel said as she hugged Naoto, and then Ero as well. “And you as well Ero. Dev always gets to see the two of you, when he’s in Washington, but I’m always at home. You should really come and Visit us. This Christmas, all of us everyone needs to get together. I don’t care if we have to fly out and drag everyone there. We want you to come and spend some time with us. For a good Old Fashioned Kentucky Christmas.”
“Dev,” Gnome laughed. “You’ve converted her.”
“Spend a few years in Kentucky Gnome,” Dev laughed. “It will change anyone. Even the Canadian King of Porn. Which reminds me, please keep the Canadian King of Porn thing quiet around the kids, will you?”
“Moses already talked to me about it,” Gnome said putting his hand on Dev’s Shoulder. “If anyone ask I’m a documentary film maker.”
“Hey you guys!” Erreip shouted over at the four of them. “Get your hind ends over here! Group Photo everyone kids and all!”
Everyone gathered in front of the monument, as Erreip fiddled with his new toy, a Cannon EOS 5D Mark II DSLR Camera, and bolted in to frame with everyone else, seconds before the picture snapped. When everyone would get an 8x10 of this in the mail, it would show how happy everyone seemed to be just being together after so long apart. From the first generation to the next. The Random Squad shall live on.
The media had a field day trying to figure out what the hell happened. No one knew what happened for sure, and if they did no one was willing to speak about it. Government crews and national guard went to work clearing the rubble, anything that was deemed recyclable was taken and held for the monument that the Random Squad had commissioned to be placed on the island. It was planned to be unveiled five years to the day of the great destruction. More Zombies were found and eliminated. Great Pyre pits were erected to burn the corpses.
Everyone has kind of drifted there own ways, but the entirety of the Random Squad was called forth to Washington. Where they all now stand on the Steps of the capitol, pictures of Sai and PersonDude flashing better moments from there lives on a giant screen.
“Today,” the president said as he looked upon the crowd before him. “We honor these brave individuals, who if not for them, we would still be living in fear, of the possibility of the spread of the undead, that had taken over. It is with great honor that I bestow upon you, the highest honor any civilian could ever receive, Presidential Medal of Freedom.”
Each and every one was bestowed the honors, and the next of kin to PersonDude, and Sai were given the awards Post Humorously. The crowd erupted in cheers as the last of the medals was bestowed, each of them were with honors.
After all was said and done, three black limos took everyone back to the white house where, the members of the Random Squad were staying for a week as the president’s guest of honor, a grand feast was prepared for them, and the night went on. For the next day would be meeting’s and press conferences . All detaining what happened, and announcements of new post in the government and acceptances of the post, which means more press conferences, and a never ending cycle of media, coverage.
It was about 6am when Dev woke up, Angel sleeping soundly beside him. He never thought that he would be sitting here in a bedroom inside the white house, as he stroked Angel’s hair softly. She was positively radiant, in her pregnancy. Something that sparked the two of them getting married last month. But Dev slipped out of the bed, and walked over to the in suite bathroom.
Both of them had moved to Dev’s home state just outside of his home town where he was basically greeted as a hero. He’s taken to working as a Web Design artist, and has taken post with the government as a strategist, and is currently writing a memoir entitled, †˜Randomness, Love, and Zombies.’ Angel has taken to spending her days for the most part with Dev’s mother learning how to cook good old fashioned Kentucky Soul Food.
Alex and Cream had finally came to a point and realized that they needed to do something about their lives, together. Alex finally bit the big one, and took his expertise in explosives and started to make fireworks. His first set was a large explosion of the words †˜Will you marry me?’ while he held a small gold band out to cream.
Falcon and Moses, had just found out that Moses was pregnant, and both of them were happy together. Moses could be seen smiling more often, and genuinely happy. Everyone joked then they found out that they were going have to watch out for the Little Falcon, and his pint sized Falcon Punch.
Ero and Naoto, decided that it would be best if they just went MIA for a few weeks and were somehow found in the Bahamas by Erreip, just last week. Both of them, were happy and seemed to be healthy. But were saddened by the appearance of Erreip on their retreat away from everyone.
Mz had moved into a small house near where Erreip moved to. Her reasons was that she wanted to be close to someone she trusted. Gnome had became a great Pornographer, after his footage he took of Ero and Naoto came to light, a company had hired him to direct films for them, and in one month he has became a house hold name in the Adult Entertainment Industry.
Rengo and Lisa moved to rural South Carolina where her bought a small farm, and both of them live there with no real plan of what they are going to do with it. Rengo said he jus kind likes the space it has. Maybe buy a horse, and an ATV. Raise a family, no real outlook.
Zak and Rakan moved in with each other, and live their lives one day at a time. Just doing anything at the spur of a moment. And Like Ero and Naoto, no one knew where they disappeared to until they sent a post card from Hawaii.
Penguin and Ziggy both, right after everything was said and done just came out with it and were married, in Antarctica, surrounded by penguins of all things, Ziggy chose to humor Penguin this one wish, they survived the Zombie Holocaust, why not get married in the middle of a sea of Penguins?
Everyone else has just kind of drifted along and took to their own thing. Everyone regrets that the mansion is no more, but the good times as well as the bad, live on in memory, and Erreip had made sure of this by sending everyone a leather bound photo album, on the cover in gold leaf was an Ornate, RS, and the inside cover had a picture of everyone together with a caption underneath †˜To everyone, and in remembrance of those who are no longer with us.’ The pictures that were stored on the databases in the underground labs, memories that hold dear to everyone, all placed together.
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5 years latter:
Everyone had came to the ceremony that was to honor the day they all ended the Zombie Holocaust. “I’m glad to see everyone here,” Falcon said as he held his arms out in Welcome. “Children and all.”
The Random Squad family had grown substantial in the last 5 years. Ranging from just over 4 years old young as three months, and more on the way as the case of Alex and Cream, who had just 3 months before had their first child. Then the shocker, that Ero had undergone artificial insemination as to have a child that both her and Naoto could call their own, which was due to be born in 2 months.
“Papa,” a little boy said tugging on Dev’s sleeve. “Who is that?”
“That’s your Uncle Falcon and Aunt Moses,” Dev said.
“How come they never come around on the holidays like grandma and pawpaw?” The little boy asked.
Dev caught Angels eye, and both of them smiled, Dev tried to think of a good answer, but couldn’t. “Everyone here is family, not by blood or by marriage.” Dev began as he held his son. “Everyone here except for the young ones like you lived and fought for our very lives just five years ago. We’re here to honor those who didn’t make it. That’s why we are all family.”
“I see Uncle Alex and Auntie Cream over there,” the boy said pointing towards Alex and Cream. “Are they the same kind of family?”
“Yes Sai they are,” Dev said, as he hugged his son, watching as the monument was unveiled. A lone figure stood holding a sword straight into the air, as if in victory, a plaque at the base read, †˜In Memory of PersonDude and Saibot, two brave men that gave their lives to protect mankind.’
“Will you every let me live it down?” Gnome’s voice could be heard from over near where Ero and Naoto were. “I’m sorry.”
“Sai why don’t you go say hello to Alex and Cream,” Angel said as Dev put him down on the ground, and watched him run off towards where Alex and Cream where standing. Cream was holding onto Little Prudence, as Alex grabbed a hold of Sai and picked him up hugging him. Dev mouthed watch him for a few so he doesn’t come near Gnome, right now. Which Alex caught and understood immediately.
“It depends,” Ero said as her mood began to become very unpleasant. “Which thing are you sorry for?”
“Ero it’s been five years,” Dev said as he walked over and hugged her. “Do you think you could let it go by now?”
“Don’t you take his side,” Ero said rounding on Dev.
“I’m not,” Dev said. “He did something he shouldn’t have. That footage should have never existed. But then you have to admit back in those days, we did a lot of stupid things. Hell we leveled this entire island and killed more zombies than anyone would ever think humanly possible to be in one place.”
“Dev’s Right,” Gnome said. “I wish I never uploaded that video to the internet. But what’s done is done. I can’t change that. Will you just accept my apology, for the 5 millionth, time I’m sorry.”
Ero scowled at Gnome for a few minutes but then finally came over, and then hugged him. “I’m sorry myself. I’m sorry that I’ve held a grudge over something so stupid for five years.”
“It’s good to see you Naoto,” Angel said as she hugged Naoto, and then Ero as well. “And you as well Ero. Dev always gets to see the two of you, when he’s in Washington, but I’m always at home. You should really come and Visit us. This Christmas, all of us everyone needs to get together. I don’t care if we have to fly out and drag everyone there. We want you to come and spend some time with us. For a good Old Fashioned Kentucky Christmas.”
“Dev,” Gnome laughed. “You’ve converted her.”
“Spend a few years in Kentucky Gnome,” Dev laughed. “It will change anyone. Even the Canadian King of Porn. Which reminds me, please keep the Canadian King of Porn thing quiet around the kids, will you?”
“Moses already talked to me about it,” Gnome said putting his hand on Dev’s Shoulder. “If anyone ask I’m a documentary film maker.”
“Hey you guys!” Erreip shouted over at the four of them. “Get your hind ends over here! Group Photo everyone kids and all!”
Everyone gathered in front of the monument, as Erreip fiddled with his new toy, a Cannon EOS 5D Mark II DSLR Camera, and bolted in to frame with everyone else, seconds before the picture snapped. When everyone would get an 8x10 of this in the mail, it would show how happy everyone seemed to be just being together after so long apart. From the first generation to the next. The Random Squad shall live on.
