User:Patrick MacManus/History Chapter 3
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Well after I had left the Streltsy, I was asked by a good friend who was part of another group to join. The group was a bunch of total psychos who believed in these sea creatures and how they would rise from the ocean to destroy Malton. Now I had heard about them before but had never really been into their who sacrificial religion idea they had going on.
But my buddy convinced me that there were some of the best killers in all of Malton in this group. Now I had talked to some of the members before in passing but never a real conversation. They accepted me into the group with open arms. I guess I had a good track record...
(takes a drag from his cigarette, then while putting it out he shrugs.)
Who knows but they accepted me as one of their own. A few days after joining, though, they were headed into this one suburb which had this "island," as they called it. I soon found out an island was a building surrounded by open land, parks, wastelands, streets, anything that separated the building from others. Now the island was a bank which meant it was dark if you went in far enough. So most of us stayed in the dark, killing those who slept in the lit areas as sacrifices.
We would leave the building each day to sacrifice another to the creature. The Leviathan, was the creature at that time. Supposedly it was a huge sea serpent. Now after a week or so it seemed that I was sacrificing the most. Day after day I sacrificed one after another.
Soon this group of hunters, which so happened to be the same group that had been patrolling the mall the Streltsy had wanted to attack a few weeks before, came in lit up the bank and killed almost all of us. It wasn't long before I got a revive and was back to killing.
It seemed no matter what we did we kept getting interrupted. The hunters came back again and hit us hard. A day or so later I was revived and hiding in a club. A guy walked in and attacked me. The guy wasn't so smart and hid next door in a fire station. I killed him on the spot for attacking me, restocked and went back to the dark building.
Well eventually these other religious nut jobs, the Knights Templar, started killing off our members. They eventually almost halted our sacrifices. The leader, Dr. Summeroff, told us we were going on a crusade against the Knights Templar because they angered the Leviathan.
In my opinion I think Dr. Summeroff wasn't a doctor nor was he sane, but he was a really cool guy and he had some form of a plan to bring about death and chaos. Those are two things that I love. Well we started off strong but eventually the huge horde that was moving into the suburb swallowed us whole and we were either dead or scattered. The deaths came to a halt as the horde destroyed the inside of almost every building.
Once that was over we continued on with our tour. We headed for another area that was farther away from where we were. We all made our way to the target area. The area ended up being overrun by zeds and most of us died. A lot of us made our way back to the others after we got a revive. There was a war going on between a survivor group and a couple group of killers going on at the same time. The ones who were alive made there way to that. After hearing about that I don't remember what happened until I woke up a long time later. A lot had changed and I don't remember any of it.
(Chapter 4 Coming Soon!!)
