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Dark ButtersSTATSLevel33 Rank:Right Hand Man AlliesThe AZS. The StoryDark Butter’s Odyssey Thump Thump Thump. “Who the F*** is up at this hour?” I throw the blanket off of me as I walk out the bedroom to the door. In the background the news is running, “Breaking News! Unknown Man caught kicking ass on local freeway. Identity still unknown but some reports stat that a man named Forensic Hoffman was seen killing large numbers of infected. How will this affect your weekend? More at six.” I throw on my black shirt and pants with my dog tags hanging around my neck. They read Dark Butters and directly underneath you can see the #40 followed by Project Zombie. I look through the window and see two agents wearing Necrotech Jackets. Opening the door the immediately hand me an envelope. I open it and read it. “Hey you guys wait up!” I grab my two pistols and place two rounds in their heads, right between the eyes. I dropped the letter that read, “Kill the agents, its time.” I run back inside and grab my jacket. It’s a long coat with Kevlar woven into it. I place both of my six round .45 pistols in the holster, exposing the Shadow and Rouge on the side of the pistols. I get to my closet and grab my .35, named Big Boy, and place it in my ankle holster. I finally grab my shotguns. I strap the first to my back and place the other snuggly inside my jacket and head out into my Jeep parked in the street. I pick up my phone and dial The Number. The Director answers the phone, “I see you received my message.” I reply, “I’m headed to the spot now. I am prepared to finish this.” As soon as I hang up the phone, a zed lurches in front me causing me to swerve and destroy my car. I killed the infected one with the collision but badly injured my arm in the process. Limping down the street, I hear a gunshot and groans. I work my way to the building where I heard the noises and kick in the door. I see a man being dragged by two zeds. I pull off my shotgun from my back and fire. “F*** I missed. Must be the arm.” I put the shotgun back and pull my pistols out. I fired two rounds and both zombies. I grab him by the shirt and say, “Hurry, through the bodies outside and block all entrances" He looks at me and says, "Ok, but what the hell is going on???" "I’ll explain later" We make it out into the street then he asks "Who are you?" I answer like the smart ass I am, "Why, I’m Dark Butters and I just saved your ass". He gives a chuckle and replies, "I suppose you did." As we head out I look at him and say, "You owe me one". He replies with a witty, “sure”. I think to myself, great, another wise-ass like me. "Come on, we've gotta get you cleaned up", I say. We head to the nearby mall and make it to the drugstore. I find some painkillers for both of us. I pop open a bottle and realize that all I’m doing is feeding my habit. “After this I’m done with ‘em”, I think to myself. The guy looks at me and asks, "Where do you think everyone is right now?" "Either dead, or evacuated". His face shows that he’s not surprised. "Why weren’t you evacuated Butters?" I look at my phone and say, "Had some unfinished business with some guys, you?" "Truck never came for me" I give a smirk "Bummer".
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