User:CRS5/story

Chapter 1: FAK

“UbuDubu! Anthony Farrant!” I yelled over the sound of gunfire and growling. “Get over here! We have to leave!”

I jumped out of the window to the street below. My comm-rads followed as I led them down towards the hospital. We passed streets filled with debris and dead bodies as well as buildings in the same state. I pushed through the garbage knowing that my group could use some first-aid kits. Anthony caught up to me leaving UbuDubu barely safe from the warzone inside our former base. Anthony and I walked side-by-side keeping our eyes open for a sneak attack. When UbuDubu finally caught up with us we were within eyeshot of the hospital. This was when a trip to a large building got dangerous.

"So CRS5?" Asked Anthony. "How are we going to get into the hospital?"

"Well, since you two don't know how to travel from building to building," I replied. "I think I will just go in. We'll meet up in that school alright."

I pointed to a school across the street. Anthony and UbuDubu slinked into the building. After about five minutes went bye without any outbursts, I entered the cinema which we were all hidding behind. I clambered up the stairs and into the bathroom. Oddly enough this was the only room that had a window in it. I smashed the window with a crowbar. I measured up the distance from the window of the cinema to the hospital in my mind. I then jumped from this window to the first floor of the hospital. I noticed a few people sleeping in the corners of the room. There were four First-aid kits laying around. I picked them up silently and left the hospital through the window I entered.

The streets were silent still. I slipped over and into the school that was potentially my groups new base. I was greeted by Anthony's and UbuDubu's warm welcomes. They reached out for a first-aid kit. I gave UbuDubu two, because he was the most injured out of the three of us. We all sat in the principal's office and patched ourselves up. I looked strait into the lamp that should have givven us all light. There wasn't a portable generator in this building, which made it perfect for avoiding un-wanted attention. As we all finished healing ourselves with the first-aid kits I heard a noise comming from down the hall.

"Hey Guys," I whispered. "I'm gonna go see what that noise is."

I stood up and gently opened up the door. I reached for my crowbar which was sitting on the floor. The sound I heard started getting louder. I rounded the corner and saw a staircase. My legs worked down the stairs regardless of my fear stopping me. I heard the door to the principal's office close. I jumped and when I hit the floor the sound echoed. A deathly scream came from down the hall. I ran to the very bottom of the stairs. I saw three zombies trotting toward me. I started up the stairs and twisted my ankle. I screamed in pain. I rolled down three stairs and stopped at the zombies' feet.

"Guys!" I managed to yell. "Get down here!"

I reached around for my crowbar, but saw it two steps up. I kicked one of the zombies in the chest and it lost it's balance. The other two clawed at me, and nearly ripped off my left leg. Out of nowhere came a bullet that went clear through a zombie's head. I rolled over and saw UbuDubu with his six-shooter at the top of the stairs. I climbed up slowly as Anthony pulled out his shotgun and finished off the zombies. When I got to the second stair I grabbed my crowbar and rolled over to close my eye

"I guess we should have saved you another FAK," said Anthony Farrant smilling. Anthony didn't have a very good sence of humor.

"Help me up!" I yelled as I turned and glarred at Anthony.

Anthony and UbuDubu ran down the stairs and picked me up together. They carried me back to the principal's office. UbuDubu sat my legs down on a chair and cleared off the desk. They sat me down on the desk and they each sat on the floor. I stretched out my good leg and rested my head on my hands. I then stared at my two group-members.

"So," I said ending the silence. "How are we going to get a first-aid kit?"

"Well," replied UbuDubu with an un-easy look on his face. "I know that there's a church nearby."

"Great," I said happily. "Churchs usualy have FAKs."

"There's just one problem," UbuDubu said with his head turned to the side. "It has at least twenty PKers in it."

PKers are "person killers." They often kill for a reason whether it's a grudge, or a rivalry thing. Every once in a while they kill for no reason though. Those are the people who are most dangerous to our city. People like me and my group worked hard to protect the people of Malton, but PKers made that a difficult job.

"Uh," I moaned. "Play it safe. Don't let them get you. If you feel in danger at all, leave."

"Okay," UbuDubu and Anthony Said in unison. They left the room and I heard them go down the stairs.

To be continued...