No Man's Land
This is my first major zombie story i will keep writing till i run outta ideas tell me what you think and give ideas there will be characters and more. keep reading
( i had a friend start doing some proof reading and edits. cuz shes bored at work so hers some revisions for the first few chapters)
Nobody knew where it came from; well nobody excepting those back in Washington. And those who ignited it…but it seemed to hit the United States like a freight train! It started in the Middle East. The news reporters announced a new form of outbreak there. Some say it was a biological attack used by some new terrorist group that wanted to make a name for themselves yet didn't know exactly what the effects were. How could they? They just wanted to kill soldiers. It was just a little virus that was supposed to confuse and weaken the enemy. At least that was what the old timers said. Instead, it drove them mad and ravenous. Little did they know, they had unleashed a weapon that didn't acknowledge armies, treaties or boundaries. All it knew was hunger....and annihilation.
Madness ensued in the cities. Soldiers were being attacked by friends and brothers in arms who had been infected. Hospitals and towns had to be fire bombed in order to stop the rate of the spread. It was heartbreaking for the airmen who had to carry out the orders, but what else could be done? The insurgent and Coalition troops were not fighting on the streets for Freedom or ideals. They weren't even fighting each other in this new war....it was merely for survival. The news reports stopped calling it a” bio-attack” and now called it a “Plague sweeping across the middle east. Riots broke out in Iran and Saudi Arabia. Nuclear action was threatened by neighboring countries in order to stop the spread of the new threat that could consume the world like a horde of locust. Armies were put on Red Alert in case of attack from the infected or other countries. Fortunately, the situation was contained thanks to mediated talks and strategies in order to combat this new threat...
But the battle was far from over. Refugees traveled from country to country searching for a safe haven.
Back in the United States, all was quiet on the Western Front. The people were afraid, but nothing too drastic. Gas went up a few more cents, but other than that people went about their normal lives. At least those who seemed sane. Those who seemed 'odd' by society’s standards were the smart ones: the gun nuts, the survivalists and old-school vets that stocked up on guns, ammo, water and beef jerky in order to be prepared for any end-time scenario. Church Attendance even went up. People wanted answers and comfort, and there’s only one that can truly give it.
Being the humanitarian nation it is, the United States even decided to take in ships full of refugees from the Middle East. The ships would dock in the San Francisco Bay Area in Northern California and Ellis Island in New York City. News Reporters gathered at the arrivals of the ships with joy and gleem. Here was the U.S. giving out a helping hand to others, and truly it was noble. And that’s when the storm would gather....
Leonard Washington stormed the Oval Office, mad as hell. Normally if any other person attempted to do this, he would be immediately taken down by Secret Service. Yet since he was the Secretary of State he just seem to have it like that. As a West Point graduate he worked his way up in the United States Army as an officer up to a Lt. General. Unlike most graduates, he didn't want to be behind the scenes-he wanted asked to in the line of fire with those under his command. This frame of mind had him earn the respect of many in the military and other government branches. Some thought the real reason he worked his way so fast was because of the change of the times in America and since he was black, Affirmative Action was the case, but Leonard did not feel that way. Even if he did, he would have thrown the offer in their faces.
Leonard swung the doors open, and found the president playing tetris. "M. President," the former general said, " can you tell me why you decided to take in boats full of refugees from contaminated areas without consulting me!?" The President just took a small breath and replied, “Leonard, these are people in need, not liabilities." "That's exactly what they are sir. You forget many are from hostile countries, the infection or whatever they call it is a bigger problem! It hasn't even been fully researched yet. I have C.I.A. report's stating vicious massacres, in Fallujah and parts of Yemen. Heck, even terrorist web sites have gone quiet…they are scared of something…more than us! And you bring vessels into highly populated areas?" The President walked over to his fridge and pulled out some Gatorade, then replied. "I never said it was the smartest thing, but it is the right thing. Back in World War II ships of Jewish refugees came to the U.S. asking for a safe haven, and we had to send them away. Although some were saved many more were sent back to the slaughterhouse in Europe. I won't let this country do that twice. As for security and the American people, that’s what I have you for you, old friend." Leonard just smirked he could see why the President was popular on both sides of the aisle. He was compassionate, yet strong. Before he could reply, the president's phone rang. From the look on his face, Leonard knew something was very wrong. "The ship didn't make it to New York…its dead in the water." the president said. "Have you tried to reach it?" Leonard asked. "We lost all contact. Last transmission was 'they have taken the ship...locked in the cabin...please send help..." At least that’s contained, but what about San Francisco?" Washington asked. The President replied, "Its already docked.. the press is there waiting and the escorts are opening the hatch." Leonard immediately got on the phone, I'm going to need the National on alert! Local law enforcement too! Depending on the rate of infection we may need to quarantine the entire island."
"May god help them." Leonard prayed. "For I don't know if I can."
( i had a friend start doing some proof reading and edits. cuz shes bored at work so hers some revisions for the first few chapters)
Nobody knew where it came from; well nobody excepting those back in Washington. And those who ignited it…but it seemed to hit the United States like a freight train! It started in the Middle East. The news reporters announced a new form of outbreak there. Some say it was a biological attack used by some new terrorist group that wanted to make a name for themselves yet didn't know exactly what the effects were. How could they? They just wanted to kill soldiers. It was just a little virus that was supposed to confuse and weaken the enemy. At least that was what the old timers said. Instead, it drove them mad and ravenous. Little did they know, they had unleashed a weapon that didn't acknowledge armies, treaties or boundaries. All it knew was hunger....and annihilation.
Madness ensued in the cities. Soldiers were being attacked by friends and brothers in arms who had been infected. Hospitals and towns had to be fire bombed in order to stop the rate of the spread. It was heartbreaking for the airmen who had to carry out the orders, but what else could be done? The insurgent and Coalition troops were not fighting on the streets for Freedom or ideals. They weren't even fighting each other in this new war....it was merely for survival. The news reports stopped calling it a” bio-attack” and now called it a “Plague sweeping across the middle east. Riots broke out in Iran and Saudi Arabia. Nuclear action was threatened by neighboring countries in order to stop the spread of the new threat that could consume the world like a horde of locust. Armies were put on Red Alert in case of attack from the infected or other countries. Fortunately, the situation was contained thanks to mediated talks and strategies in order to combat this new threat...
But the battle was far from over. Refugees traveled from country to country searching for a safe haven.
Back in the United States, all was quiet on the Western Front. The people were afraid, but nothing too drastic. Gas went up a few more cents, but other than that people went about their normal lives. At least those who seemed sane. Those who seemed 'odd' by society’s standards were the smart ones: the gun nuts, the survivalists and old-school vets that stocked up on guns, ammo, water and beef jerky in order to be prepared for any end-time scenario. Church Attendance even went up. People wanted answers and comfort, and there’s only one that can truly give it.
Being the humanitarian nation it is, the United States even decided to take in ships full of refugees from the Middle East. The ships would dock in the San Francisco Bay Area in Northern California and Ellis Island in New York City. News Reporters gathered at the arrivals of the ships with joy and gleem. Here was the U.S. giving out a helping hand to others, and truly it was noble. And that’s when the storm would gather....
Leonard Washington stormed the Oval Office, mad as hell. Normally if any other person attempted to do this, he would be immediately taken down by Secret Service. Yet since he was the Secretary of State he just seem to have it like that. As a West Point graduate he worked his way up in the United States Army as an officer up to a Lt. General. Unlike most graduates, he didn't want to be behind the scenes-he wanted asked to in the line of fire with those under his command. This frame of mind had him earn the respect of many in the military and other government branches. Some thought the real reason he worked his way so fast was because of the change of the times in America and since he was black, Affirmative Action was the case, but Leonard did not feel that way. Even if he did, he would have thrown the offer in their faces.
Leonard swung the doors open, and found the president playing tetris. "M. President," the former general said, " can you tell me why you decided to take in boats full of refugees from contaminated areas without consulting me!?" The President just took a small breath and replied, “Leonard, these are people in need, not liabilities." "That's exactly what they are sir. You forget many are from hostile countries, the infection or whatever they call it is a bigger problem! It hasn't even been fully researched yet. I have C.I.A. report's stating vicious massacres, in Fallujah and parts of Yemen. Heck, even terrorist web sites have gone quiet…they are scared of something…more than us! And you bring vessels into highly populated areas?" The President walked over to his fridge and pulled out some Gatorade, then replied. "I never said it was the smartest thing, but it is the right thing. Back in World War II ships of Jewish refugees came to the U.S. asking for a safe haven, and we had to send them away. Although some were saved many more were sent back to the slaughterhouse in Europe. I won't let this country do that twice. As for security and the American people, that’s what I have you for you, old friend." Leonard just smirked he could see why the President was popular on both sides of the aisle. He was compassionate, yet strong. Before he could reply, the president's phone rang. From the look on his face, Leonard knew something was very wrong. "The ship didn't make it to New York…its dead in the water." the president said. "Have you tried to reach it?" Leonard asked. "We lost all contact. Last transmission was 'they have taken the ship...locked in the cabin...please send help..." At least that’s contained, but what about San Francisco?" Washington asked. The President replied, "Its already docked.. the press is there waiting and the escorts are opening the hatch." Leonard immediately got on the phone, I'm going to need the National on alert! Local law enforcement too! Depending on the rate of infection we may need to quarantine the entire island."
"May god help them." Leonard prayed. "For I don't know if I can."
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Comment by mexican_zombie_hunter on September 25, 2009 at 12:07pm -
Chaos, filled the air that day. When the ship made it to port, the people of San Francisco expected to welcome a few hundred refugees. Instead what they would get was a taste of what was to come. The docking bay was quiet at first. The captain inside claimed all was well and requested to have authorities ready. Yet as the boat came to a halt Even the most hopeful of greeters could tell something was wrong. Their were blood stains on the walls and their deck had no passengers aboard. Regardless, The port officials lowered the hatch. After one-hundred and twenty seconds of silence, dozens of screaming people bolted from the ship. some bleeding others falling to the ground. So afraid were the people that some jumped from the ramp into the ocean. The crowds standing at the docks were shocked and baffled, two minutes later the world would know why. A few blood soaked figures came walking out, looking around and sniffing the air.
The shapes soon started to walk toward the dock and seen the people horrified, immediately the infected being let out an ungodly shriek, it could be described as a war cry. One could have believed it was from some monster from the sea, yet it came from human beings. They darted for the docks. One by one. Soon more were on there way, towards what would be a massive feast. Soon more were storming the ramps and even lunging at each other just to hunt their prey. The Port authorities managed to lift the docking ramp up. To their credit it would prove to save more lives by stopping more from getting out and isolating the outbreak, but in the long run the damage was done. The infected ran through the pier and searched out their next meals. One creature jumped on top of a woman that was knocked over. A random stranger came by and kicked it square in the temple. It went straight to the ground, the stranger then let out a loud “Yeah Boy!!" He then helped the woman up. It seemed that humans were not such a lost cause, and chivalry was not dead after all. Others however were not so fortunate; many were trampled upon and left behind for the infected to feast on. It seemed they went straight for the neck and latched on; the screams would make even the toughest person get a shiver down their spine. Others seemed determined to not go down without a fight; they would punch, kick or gouge the eyes or their captors.
Officer John Tsao and Issiah Jenkins, two local beat cops on the scene were already, beginning to take positions and help stop the chaos. They would give warnings to the infected creatures as was standards procedure, and then fire trying to maim, they would soon find out only force would stop these creatures. “I know it seems cruel and wrong." Tsao said, "But we have to use head shots, these things are not human, and will not stop until were dead or they are dead." Jenkins just nodded. "Don't be a hero, or killed." Tsao told his partner. “Since went did you get soft on me Tsao?" Jenkins smirked. “Since I don't want to have to write a bigger report today, when we get back." Tsao replied. Jenkins just looked at his partner and said, " what makes you think we'll even get back?"
Jim Clayton was awakened in his boat only fifty feet away from where the madness has begun. "Ah crap! And it was a great dream too." He said to himself. What was it this time? Jim wondered. Another protest over the so-called "War on Oil" or an S and M parade gone badly, Jim thought to himself. It really didn’t matter; it was all the same to him and just as annoying. He hated San Francisco, or 'Frisco' was his cousins would call it. It was full of trust fund tree-huggers and that was just city council he always said. Yet for some reason he just couldn�t leave. There was something here that couldn't be found anywhere else.
Jim was a young man with old-school ideals in a new age world. He was black and Mexican which gave his features that would make any girl do a double take, especially the ones from San Jose. He had recently resigned from the United States Marine Corp. Not for any particular or political reason, just because his time was up and though it was time for a change. He had been enlisted since the age of seventeen, fresh out of high school. While in the Corp, he had served in the infantry and was a natural on the shooting range. Even thou he never fired a rifle before in his life. He even made it to the level of sharpshooter, which always impressed his superiors. But over the years he decided he wanted to try something new and using the boat his uncle had left him began traveling up and down the coast of North and parts of South America, making his way through various trades. Yet, even thou he left the Corp. The Corp would never leave him and his skills would be put to the ultimate test.
Jim ran up to the captains chair on the deck and pulled out his binoculars in order to see what the commotion was for. He would soon regret his curiosity. Jim watched as the infected beings were tearing through fleeing human beings, and using their teeth and nails to rip out strips of flesh from their prey. His previous military background, equipped him to withstand most of the carnage, but nothing could prepare him for what he seen next. The bodies that were lying on the ground and were not totally devoured, begin to jerk a little bit, then start to get up. At first they seemed disoriented. Then, they would sniff the air and take off in search on their brethren and more victims. It reminded him of a passage from the bible. It was Revelation 9:6, "And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them."
The whole sight sent chills down his spine. It seemed the rumors and stories from his friends and old connections were true. But he didn't have to dwell on it. The next thing that caught his eye was a pack of them surrounding a little girl; she appeared to be no older than eleven. She had something in her hands, it was some kind of stick or pipe she was using it to keep them away. It clearly would only work for so long. He also spotted two officers trying to get to her, only to be ambushed by more of the infected. One was black, he had a 12-gauge shotgun and was blasting away as each creature kept coming toward him spraying each of them to the ground. The other was Asian, what kind, James couldn't tell
One of them was bashing one infected head in with a baton while putting two rounds in another. There was no way they would get to the girl in time and he wasn't about to let more people die. He went down below deck and went to a tarp that hid a compartment in the ship. When he opened the box it revealed large array of firearms, some were legal, others were obtained threw various sources. None the less he reached for an 'old friend' It as a slightly modified M-14 rifle. It was a weapon developed by the United States during the Vietnam War, his uncle taught him how to use it when he found out about his skills in the Corp. It wasn't a fancy weapon or good for auto-fire, but it made up for accuracy and distance.
Jim was grateful for that and didn't plan in getting anywhere near those things. Jim mounted the scope and took aim. Immediately his jarhead instincts took over. He began to plan how to take down every single 'zombie', "that's right they are zombies." he said to himself, deal with it. He took down the infected furthest from the pack in order not to alert the others, the shot went through the left eye and out the back of its head. The creature went down hard. Jim then took out the one closest to the little girl, hitting the back of its leg in order to slow it down and make it turn its head, which it did and was greeted with a lead present.
By then the others began to take notice, some try to zero in on his location others decided to take off. Neither group had a chance. He started to pick them off one by one, never forgetting to exhale with each shot. One was hit in the spine and went straight to the ground, another tried to go for the black cop who was putting shells back in the shotgun. The cop was stunned for a few seconds then went back to business. In the few minutes the madness started, it was ended by the cop's valor and a sea captain with good aim but a bad day. Twenty infected were counted dead. The rest of the carriers took off. Jim was relieved but also disappointed he didn't care of the rest. They could still harm others and spread the virus. Tsao, found the girl hiding behind a huge trash. He was impressed she was smart to take cover when the shooting started. Jim walked towards the two officers. Rifle in hand in case there were a couple meat eater that wanted another bite. "We need to get out of here." Jim told the two officers. Jenkins replied to the marksmen. As much as I'd love nothing more, we have sworn to protect the people of this city, and there's going to be a lot of that needed today." of San Francisco expected to welcome a few hundred refugees.
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