Chapter 1: Kids, Love, Life, and Shit Like That.
May 1, 2013,
Paul was pacing the hallway when Jack walked in. "Hey man, I heard about Jamie, Is she alright?" He asked. "She went into pre-mature labor an hour ago." Paul said, taking the beer Jack handed him. He drained it in one gulp and continued pacing. "I'll go get some more." Jack said. "That would be nice," Paul said. Jack came back an hour later just as Dr. Jones, a former OBGYN, came out of the room. "Things are going well, only a few more hours of labor and you'll be a dad." He said, looking at Paul.
That night, at 10:30, Jackson Russell Stevens was born at 5 pounds, 14 ounces. Little Jack, as he was instantly known, was still little, but Dr. Jones said he was out of danger. "Jamie is fine, and awake, she wants to see you." Dr. Jones said to Paul. Paul grabbed a beer, and drained it before he stepped in. Life is good. Jack thought as he left the hospital, there was still work to do.
May 1, 2013,
"As you can see, this is a problem." Adam said, pointing at the blueprints of the base's nuclear reactor. "We managed to save the technicians, but the reactor is on level 5. We have to get down there to stop the overload, or it will blow. The bad news is that level 5 is also the housing level, it has the highest concentration of zeds in the base. You will have to fight your way down three levels." Adam said. "No, we just have to seal off the accesses to level 4, and use the elevator." Jack said. "Okay, but I can't lock the doors electronically, you'll have to do it manually." Adam said. "Okay, tell the boys to gear up. I'll meet them at the elevator." Jack said.
Jack walked into the elevator room, loading shells in his Benelli M3 Super 90 shotgun. He was using his SCAR with a silencer and the M3 for backup. The gathered ZDF troops were loading up on assault rifle ammo, the designated ammo carrier had a pack and a duffel bag full of ammo. Jack noticed Joey loading up on Saiga 12 shotgun clips and Colt 1911 clips. "What do you think you're doing?" Jack asked. "I'm going with you." Joey replied. "Oh no. You don't even know haw to fire that thing." Jack said. "What's to know, you just point at the zeds, and pull the trigger." Joey said. "Next time, Amanda is pretty good with one of those, she could teach you how to use it with out killing yourself." Jack said. "Fine, but kill a couple for me." Joey said, walking out. The ride on the elevator was quiet and uneventful. When the doors opened with that damn dinging noise, the few zeds in the room shuffled towards them. A few silenced shots later, and the room was clear. Jack checked the next couple of rooms on his way to the level 4 access doors, but they were empty. "Where are all these zeds that were supposed to be down here?" He asked Adam on his radio. "I don't know, but keep sharp." Adam replied. Jack came around the corner to see at least a hundred zeds beating on a door. "Shit! I need some backup here." He said. A few seconds later some ZDF troops came up and they opened fire. When they had cleared the zeds from in front of the door Jack walked up to it. "Hello? Is there anyone in there?" He asked loudly. A few seconds later a young girl opened the door. "My sister is hurt bad." She whimpered. "Are you okay?" Jack asked. "My arm hurts." She said, holding it out to him. "Can you help us?" She asked. Jack looked at her arm,the dark tendrils of the virus were already lacing her veins. With a broken heart, he aimed his rifle, and pulled the trigger. "M...Move through and find the other one." Jack said, his voice breaking. "Yeah," Tom said, looking at the dead girl. "You had to do it, Jack." Tom consoled him. "She couldn't have been more than ten." Jack said. "What the hell has the world come to?" He asked. "I don't know, but you did the right thing." Tom said. "Come on, we have to get to the doors and seal them off." Jack said. As he walked into the next room a zed came towards him, snarling. Jack aimed at it, but his clip was empty, so he hit it with the butt. He heard the skull break, but the zombie kept coming. "Die you little fucker!" Jack screamed, hitting him again and again with the rifle. When he finally stopped hitting the zed Tom was firing at a group of them. "Hello fuckers! I'm back!" Jack said, loading another clip. He fired that one, and pulled his M3. "You bastard are so lucky you can't feel pain." He said, switching to semi-auto. He fired at the first zed, blowing his head off. "Tom seal the doors!" He said, as he fired at another zed. "Who wants some?" Jack screamed, pulling a M-79. He loaded a grenade, and fired into the middle of the horde. The blast wave almost knocked him off his feet, but the M-79 did it's job, the hall was now silent. Jack put the M-79 back inside his pack, and reloaded the M3, heading towards the reactor. When he walked into the reactor room, he shot the three zeds inside and walked over to the reactor. "Adam, we have the level sealed off, we're just cleaning house, send down the technicians." He said on his radio. "Will do, they're on their way down." Adam replied. Jack recalled some soldiers to provide protection in case they had missed any zeds, than went to find Tom. Tom and a couple of ZDF troops were trying to shove the door closed, but the zeds pushing against it stopped it from closing all the way. Jack walked up a threw a grenade in the door. When it went off, it either killed or distracted the zombies. Tom latched the door with a sigh of relief. "Sir, the level is clear, we're ready to start moving bodies." One of the ZDF troops said. "Good, you guys get right on that." Jack said. "What are you doing?" Tom asked. "I have dinner plans." Jack said, walking to the elevator.
Chapter 2: Food, Fun, and Zombies. All the Essentials
"Just where do you think you are going?" Amanda asked as Jack got up. "We're almost out of food, I'm leading a raiding party." He replied. "No, you're coming back to bed with me." Amanda corrected. "As tempting as that offer is, we really need the food." Jack said, walking out. "Wait! If you are going, I'm coming with you." Amanda said. "Fine, if you have to." Jack said. Amanda slapped him. "Smart ass." "Just get in the truck." He said.
The convoy pulled into town and Jack gave out the orders. "Team one will cover the grocery stores and Team two will hit the gas stations. My team will hit the gun stores." He said, as the men moved out. Amanda started towards the gun store when Jack stopped her. "You hear that?" He asked. "Hear what?" "That jet noise." He said. The noise got louder, and two A-10 Warthogs flew overhead, their GAU-8 Avenger 30mm cannons roaring into life. The lead plane dropped a bomb, and the building behind them burst into flames. "What was that?" Amanda asked. "Napalm, nasty stuff." Jack replied. "Give me the radio." Jack said. Amanda handed him the Army radio they had gotten from the bunker, and Jack tuned it to the Air Force channel. "Nice flying," He said. "Who is this?" One of pilots asked. "Lt Jack Russell." Jack said. "Hold on a minute, awaiting confirmation." The pilot replied. "Okay confirmed. I have orders from the Vice-President to bring you back to base, just you." The pilot said. "Here are the coordinates." The pilot listed the latitude and longitude and Jack told Amanda to handle the raiding party and drove off in the jeep.
May 2, 2013,
Jack reached the base in an hour and was taken back by the amount of activity. Abram tanks were moving into specially dug tank pits, Humvees were moving troops around, and planes were taking off. When he parked the jeep, the pilot walked up to him. "This way, he wants to see." He said, leading Jack to the base. The pilot led him to a office, and Jack stepped in. "Ah yes, the Ranger, come with me." The Vice President, James Savage, said. Jack followed Savage and was soon deep underground. "As you can see, I now control the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines. I intend to use this power to destroy the zombie threat, then I will take control of the world." Savage said. "Okay...why control the world?" Jack asked. "Because I have always wanted power, and now, thanks to the zombies, I have it." Savage replied. "The zombies were the worst thing to happen to the world." Jack said. "No, they are one of the best." Savage said, with a evil grin. "Good by, we're done here." Jack said, heading towards the door. "Not quite." Savage said. "Food time!." He said. Two zombies stepped out of the shadows, heading for Jack. Jack pulled his pistol and shot them both and looked at Savage in disbelief. "Oh yes, I can control the small number of zombies that we have captured, once they are fed they are quite docile." Savage said. Jack ran for door and slipped through before it slid shut. He jumped in the jeep and drove through the gate before it slid shut.
Chapter 3: In a World of Shit
"What the hell does he think he's doing?" Amanda asked, outraged. "I have no idea, but he will be coming for me," Jack said. "Prepare for an attack." Jack said, looking at Adam. A few minutes later, siren went off and the troops scrambled to their positions. There were M2 Browning's set up in the squat firehouses, and M-240s on the walls. Snipers were stationed on top of the firehouses, and two 81mm mortars provided covering fire. Jack looked up and saw the tell-tale jet streams as the jets approached. The radio in the firehouse was tuned to the Air Force channel and It was blaring as the pilots checked in. "Does the base have any kind of SAMs?" Jack asked, cocking the M-240 in front of him. "One site, but it's big enough to cover the whole base." Adam replied. "Use it." Jack said. "We only have enough men for an emergency crew, but they can work it." Adam said. "Whatever you have to do." Jack said. One of the jets flying over the base turned into a fireball and the others broke off as Humvees approached the gate. Jack opened fire with the M-240 as Paul opened up with a M-2. The lead Humvee burst into flames and Paul moved to the next one. Things were going well until Paul got hit. He doubled over like he had been punched in the stomach, and Jack ran over to him. Jack ripped Paul's shirt, and the blood gushed out from multiple wounds. "Oh shit, oh shit! Medic!" Jack yelled. A medic ran up, looked at Paul, and shook his head. Jack knelt beside his friend and Paul looked him in eye. "Take care of Jamie and Little Jack. You hear me? Take care of them." Paul said with his last breath. Jack grabbed Paul's hand and squeezed as the life slipped out of him. "I'll take care of them." Jack said, but Paul was already dead. "NO!" Jack screamed. He jumped up and fired the M2 at the Humvee. The second ones engine blew out and Jack moved to the next one. When that ones tires blew, the last Humvee drove away as Jack fired after it. "They'll be back." Jack said.
Chapter 3: Revenge
Jack shoveled dirt over his best friend as Jamie cried. Jack walked back to the base and started gearing up. "Where are you going?" Amanda asked. "To vent." Jack said angrily. "Besides, level three needs to be cleaned out. "You'll get yourself killed." Amanda said. "That's not your business." Jack said. "It became my business when I slept with you!" Amanda yelled. "I'm sorry," I said after a few moments. "But I really need to kill something right now." I said. "Me too, I'm coming with you." She said. They filled duffle bags full of assault rifle ammo, and put silencers on their guns. Jack had his M3 and an AA-12 as backup, and Amanda had a Siaga 12 for backup. They were walking to the elevator when Jack grabbed Amanda's arm. "Wha..." Amanda said as Jack cut her off with a kiss. "Now that that is out of the way, let's get down to business." Jack said.
"Prick." Amanda said as she pushed the 3 botton.
The door opened and Jack moved into the pitch black hallway, firing silenced rounds at the zombies that were stupid enough to come after them.