Freedom Fighters: Chapter Two: Malaysia

The day World War Three started, our country went into a curfew. The Internet was disabled by TM, the private telecommunications company in our country and sole provider for internet connection. It caused a ruckus and chaos in the country, almost a world war in our own country, but the television lines were sill okay, so the Government made a public statement saying, "In this desperate times, I, the Prime Minister of Malaysia, have got news from the West, that World War 3 just broke out, we do not know how, or why, but what we do know is to protect ourselves. I am very sorry for the Internet issue, which caused everyone to be frustrated. This will give us full security as no information from our country can be leaked into other countries and vice versa. I am doing this to protect all of us, although this seem to be a bit drastic, but I pray, you all will be together with me. This is hardships that we are enduring. Our neighbouring country, Singapore has already drawn certain plans to adjust ourselves to this dire situation. We are to join forces with them and unify, in a new army named the Freedom Fighters. We do not fight for anyone, we fight for us. In this I hope we all come as one. It is time to show who we really are, to stand up for ourselves. Thank you, I will be addressing you all tomorrow morning again regarding this matter. Goodnight, and sorry for the inconvenience caused."

That statement left everyone stunned. Nobody expected this to happen. Starting tomorrow, work will be different. The situation will all be different. The next morning, the Prime Minister addressed to the people again, on supporting his statements he said last night and also the possible mobilisation of the National Service training recruits, integrating them into the Military. Posts have been set up nationwide for trainees to apply for position, and for the ones who feel like volunteering to help and contribute to the country. 

Obviously, I have to apply for a position, but all they give was crap positions, pilot, navy crew, infantry, submarine division, medics, hospital division, arms division, operatives division, and the one which interest me, the intelligence division. I applied for that. Not that its safe or anything, but one mistake and the whole country's in trouble. 

One thing our country was lucky is that we have our own satellite for our own local television. With that, we can send messages on television, telling civilians what to do and how to survive. We taught the civilians and in the meantime multi tasking our armies to get use to the equipments and their respective sections. I was assigned to Intelligent Gathering Section, the IGS, very dangerous job. we communicate through our own local television, making it as a base receiver for all our communications, so with all the Internet gone, we still have communications with our military and civilian as well. 

My first assignment was to Indonesia. No ships, or boats allowed, so I had to swim to the other island, but I have trained, for a month, a hardcore training, only seven hours sleep a night, the rest is swim training, for twenty days, and I have five days to gear up and five days rest. I went out, for the last five days of my life with my friends. Some have went into infantry, some into pilot, some into mobile section, some into medic, some still thinking. I hung out with very few. My assignment was highly top secret, I told my friends I would be away for quite awhile for some assignment. 

The day came. I swam non stop to Indonesia. After so much training it felt nothing much, pretty cool and calm with it. I arrived on Indonesian shores at February 2nd 2015. My assignment was scout and Intel collection, nothing more. I was only equipped with a Glock 19 pistol, just in case, and four magazines. I took pictures, silently, of the shores, how they mobilized their army, where they guarded, where they deliver and receive new supplies, I just continue to snap snap snap.

It took me three days. I had to cut it short because an enemy spotted me, so I just swam home. When I reached Malaysian shores, boy was I glad to be greeted with green uniforms. I quickly asked for a private transport back to HQ.

Well, cut the slack and chat, that was my first assignment, anyway, this is my fortieth assignment. Operation UWA Intercept. An integrated and secured operation commanded by the UWA in collaboration with FF to bring down the I.R.F. Yes, I am one of the seven stranded in Brazil. Two Marines, two Green Berets, two UWA Intel Officers and me, one Malaysian Intel Officer, Class 7. They were close together, I of course I felt like an outcast. But the war was hell. I've seen Marines been blown to bits, Marines tortured and killed, so many horrifying things. Some even stabbed to death.

I just wish I could be in Malaysia.

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Freedom Fighters: Chapter One: World War Three!

The I.R.F struck with so much brute force that the Marines couldn't handle the strength they carried, in the arms segment that is, they had even more advanced weapons than the Marines had, showering them with heat-seeking mortar rounds, armour piercing rounds, high explosive grenades and flash bangs. Not only that, they even deployed tanks and reconnaissance vehicles to defeat the Marines. The Marines were strategically deployed into teams of tens or hundreds. In just less than twelve hours of battle they were reduced to less than half of their force and left with low ammunition supplies and medics. 

After another four hours of gruelling battle, the remaining forces were taken out by snipers, predicted to be mercenaries who used to work either Military or private organizations. They retreated into the dense jungles of Brazil, hoping to avoid detection and escape the brutal death their remaining comrades felt. With so much torture and pain, they ran, not for their country, but for their lives. The enemies are brutal. Even brutal than what you think they are. It was a compilation of devils merged together into one. 

They camped and survived in the jungle, hunting anything they could which can be made into dinner. They survived on little water and food, but moved on with the same pace. The didn't back down, just waiting for rescue to get them to safety and back home. The jungle was way better than the war. The jungle do have predators, but mostly are on the ground, so they stayed a top the trees to survive. They were exhausted and tired of running. 

Before this, at their base off the shores of Miami, they were confident, with over a battalion of Marines to defeat the enemy at the gates of Venezuela now with just a squad or rifle infantry of seven members. Seven members left, they were all close friends staying in the same barracks and knowing each other for almost seven years. They were small in number, so it was hard to detect them. They waited and waited. 

Miami. Dated 24th March 2020. The coast of Miami was turned from a partying beach into a military zone. Across the world there were few places who are D.M.Z.s, like Singapore and its neighbouring country, Malaysia and Hawaii. Now Miami is the secondary base for the U.W.A, the United Western Army which is made up of the American and British Army, together with neighbouring European countries like France, Germany, Denmark, Norway, Sweden and a few more countries. The shores are now erected with guard towers of massive heights and guarded by the SAS and Green Berets. The Marines were just front line soldiers, providing cover for covert operations run by the SAS and Green Berets, who are in charge of the situation. 

A few bases had already fallen into the hands of the I.R.F. The base at Australia, New Zealand, India, Canada and some parts of South America, including the enemies base at Venezuela. The amount of Marines , SAS and Green Berets which were killed were off the charts, with civilians killed almost daily, recruiting them into the I.R.F was the reason why the Marines are losing. 

The I.R.F, is controlled by not one leader, but a few, as what its acronym serves, the International Rebels Faction, it was mainly the armies of terrorist factions, the Japanese "yakuzas",the Chinese triads and the Russian Mobs or Mafias as they are known. Their unification spread across the Internet globally, with videos  and videos of them slowly conquering the world by brute force and violence. This unification post a major threat to the world security and the peace treaty signed long time ago. But it did not include nor state that it applies for the unification of rebel armies across the globe. 

At first, the United States Army and Marines tried to bring them down with small scale invasions and lock downs. The recent ambush on an American convoy from the South of Russia sparked World War Three. Video clips of the shootings on American Military trucks were played in many Youtube accounts, where the FBI said it would take months and probably even years to find the original uploader, therefore implying that the search was nullified. 

World War 3. 

The war every human on earth did not want to know. It was the worst world war in the history of mankind. Untold stories of physical abuse, physical torture, fear, rape, psychological disorders, mental illness, and many more are kept silent by the victims. Most would surrender but little are willing to die. How the I.R.F recruited their soldiers were simple, kill your family, or you. Worst still, kill your loved one, or you. Either one of this two or you can join their army, in which you get paid, but the horror you have to go through their training session. 

Nobody was safe any more. Even civilians are threatened daily. With the war raging on, there weren't much places left to run. Countries like Malaysia, Singapore and Hawaii, already locked their perimeter with their own armies to protect their own country and Singapore and Malaysia had a Peace Military Treaty and introduced a new army named Freedom Fighters. 

The high technology war escalated so fast that in just the first year, two nuclear disasters, three nuclear explosions and five massive gun battles. The number of soldiers killed in total reached to almost a billion, with the Americans suffering more loses. In the United States, police officers are promoted to private ranks to enter the Army to service the country. The world was in chaos. 

The United States did not for see this, nor did anyone. The I.R.F took it coolly and boldly. The battle of Venezuela was the last huge battle. After that battle the Americans suffered a forty percent loss in their army strength and a ten percent loss in the I.R.F. Not to mention communication and Internet, both are dominated by the I.R.F. The world's economy plunged like an aeroplane crashing, from being stable to almost zero economic value, import and exports become scarce and the only main exports were from the I.R.F, mainly transporting their arms and artilleries from one place to another, or one factory to the other. 

The war raged on, but slowly the UWA are retreating. They are losing so many men in the field of war. The I.R.F conquered almost sixty percent of the land. That is the start of World War Three.

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A girl angry.

What is it that you fear most? Insects? Animals? Ghosts? Paranormal activities? My fear was, making a girl angry. It would hurt me so much that I would cry. Even if I didn't love her at all, or even had a relationship before, or even, we just met. 

In my past relationship, I made my girl angry and sad. I hurt her at times, deeply. For my own selfish reasons. I know, I'm not a perfect man, but I'm trying, if only she would give me a break and not scold me for little and petty things. I used to think that it was all my fault, but now, she's just covering up her lies. That doesn't matter, I don't want to know any more. I'm just done with her. She gave me so much shit, and I also returned it. We went head to head. 

We didn't talk, for almost a week, I didn't want to bother as I want to move on with my life as she suggested. I missed her at times, and when I told her, she shushed me up and said that she didn't want to talk to me any more. So I kept quiet, I didn't reply at all. Not a word. I moved on with my life. Talking with other people, hanging out, going for drinking sessions, as in restaurants, not in bars or clubs. Even the word "club" would make my heart stop awhile. That was how much I suffered, no, I don't want any more shit from her. I've had enough of her constant anger and remarks. Enough is enough. I have given her face too much. Its time not to care. I went karaoke sessions with my friends, singing our lungs out, laughing about our voices. It was a good moment. 

And F.Y.I, I'm not saying all this to talk shit about you. No, I don't want an argument. Its simple, you said you wanted out of my life, I give you the green light. You don't matter to me any more. And I mean it. There's no point in me doing so, you'll just be using me and covering it all up, giving me the experience of making out with you, no. And yes, this is what I was thinking all the while, no, I don't want to have anything to do with you. Its not that I don't know everything about you, the thing is, you only know this little about me. You do not know, the true self of me. My secrets, no. You don't. 

Suddenly, after all this while, I just realised, I have loved you. Now, I try not to care about you. Yes, I try not to. I want to move on. So don't treat me like I'm your tape recorder. When you're all down and sad and lonely you look for me. When you're all cheers and smiles you find someone else. You complain to me about your friends, but complains when I complain a lot. You're no different. 

I wish for you to have a healthy and awesome life without me. Because I guess I'm here on earth to make girls like you realise, that life is not that way to live. Life isn't just about clubs, drinking, smoking, studying, partying, gossiping and whatever more you do. If that's life for you, boy I'm sure it sucks. Thank God I'm out of that hell hole I was brought into, at least I know now what it feels like. I won't ever set foot there. I promised myself. Hell I wouldn't even do it for my friend, why you? 

Because all this while. I know that I loved you like crazy. But when I always do, you don't feel the same. You know you're right, we're not meant to be together. But I'm glad we tried. Right now, I'm going to find the girl of my dreams, as there are better girls here than there. There, its not a place to study, its just a place of lust, alcohols, tobaccos and games. No, my life won't revolve around it. 

And I thank God for it. I wish He would save you one day too, and you will see that only in that place  is full of hell. I pray, that you will be saved from there one day, just hang on, for a little while longer. I still care for you. Its just that I don't show it. :) 

So guys, here's the information, never make a girl angry or sad. Don't even try to hurt her to test her or anything which might seem fun to us guys, its just for our chat and joke, not to be tested. A girl is precious. Every single one of them. ;) It only takes the special one to realise. 

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My Baby.

Whispering "I miss you my baby. I miss you." In my dreams it might all seem real. But I know that in truth, its just a dream. I couldn't do anything to change her mind now. I sigh everyday, but it wouldn't help me, she's thirteen hundred miles away. I have thought of going to where she was, but I do not have the funds. In my dreams, we were kissing and hugging, so lovable and sweet. In my dreams, we were holding hands, nothing on earth mattered but us. In my dreams, we were so in love. And in my dreams, how sadly it is, ends, with a tragic end. Because you see, folks believe that in all good things, there are an end, but I did not believe it, no, I thought we were meant to be together.

Slowly I recollected the memories of us together when we were back home, we would be hanging out the whole day, laughing, making out, having fun, we would laze on the bed until we fall asleep, although, we were tired because of making out, I know it is all confidential, so I won't go into further details. Our memories were so little, but yet it was memorable. I would never forget what we have accomplished together, achieved together. We fought, argued, most of our times together, but when we were happy, the world mattered like next to nothing. We were in love. So in love. But I didn't know, that everything would change one day. You had to go back to your home, your parents wanting you to be back, I would be happy for you.

The date scheduled for you to arrive home was two weeks from today's date. Why was it so fast, I wouldn't know. She didn't know either. Our two weeks passed on, again, memorably. We had fun going out, shopping, movie, having our private moments. We took a lot of pictures. Like a lot of pictures. I believed that it was all just a joke for her to be home. But then, the space flight ticket arrived at my doorstep. I took it with a heavy heart. I didn't want to let her go. I didn't want her to leave home, if she could, or would, just take me along. I wouldn't mind finding a job there. Where she was staying, in a small town, the place is cozy. She showed me her parents, and even told her parents about me. Her parents seemed happy about it. Although they didn't give a go ahead.

The day arrived when she had to board the plane home. She said she would miss me very much, and miss our moments together. I said "Yea, me too my baby. I love you with all my heart." All she did was nod, and i saw tears running down her cheeks. All I could do was hug her and wish her it would all go well. She stepped onto the plane. Before she left, she left a note and a present on my working desk. I watched as the plane left to its destination. I walked out of the airport with a heavy heart, everything was gone. I didn't feel any cheer, any laughs, oh her laugh, its the best laugh you would ever hear. It makes her look so cute. And her smile, her smile just melts my heart away. I was thinking about what we had done in two weeks before she left. It was the best two weeks of our lives as we did not fought, at all.

We promised to chat with each other everyday without fail, and if possible, video calling. I was saving my money for an investment, so I did not took out any money, because then I can visit her every month! As I was driving in my car back to my home, I thought about our intimate moments together, it was ecstatic. I have to admit, she wanted to offer herself to me before she left, but then I said no. She knew it was wrong too, and we were planning our wedding, the very next year. And I also have to admit, as a guy, I wanted her too, but I did not want to engage in anything or what soever. I reached home and quickly went up to my desk and took the note and present she left me. The first thing I did was to read the letter she wrote me.

"Dear Bob,

Our relationship has been the best thing that ever happened to me. Without you, my heart has an empty hole. Without you, there would be a missing puzzle. And if you were to be gone, the hole would never be recovered. I just want you to know how much I love you and cherish you. You are my best treasure. You are my love. Take care and miss me! :)

I love you forever.

I miss you everyday.

Signed;

Elaine. <3 xoxo!

I cried. I just cried. I couldn't take it, losing the girl I really loved. I know, I've done her wrong, I've done my mistakes, but I'm putting them all behind me. It didn't matter now. Because I just lost her. After I calmed down, I opened the present she gave me, it was a photo album of us together, since the day we met, until the day she left. A full three months. All I did after work everyday was sit at home and wait for her to be online. We would chat till the wee hours of the morning and then only we would go to bed.

One week passed. I didn't know this would happen, I didn't. I thought she was back there to help her parents in their business. But then, when we were chatting, she told me something which hurt me till today. Her parents had an arranged marriage for her. It was with a man which would secure her family's wealth for generations. She told me the guy was her friend when she was little, but she didn't have any feelings for him. And now they're getting married. I couldn't take it. I cried while we were video calling. It hurt me so bad I just wanted to die and didn't know of her marriage. We were so close. And her parents just shattered our dreams. I don't mean to blame them, they're securing their children's wealth in the future.

She told me that she would not have any intimate relationship with him no matter they're married, to her, its a business marriage, not a formal marriage. She keep telling me that. But I couldn't take it all, the girl of my dreams, marrying someone else. I dwell too much in that thought that it almost drove me crazy. She tried so many times to tell me, but I just didn't get it. She finally gave up, but she told me something, she would give me a chance. One last chance, just to be with her. I can't help it. I needed the chance at all costs.

She still loves me. Now, I can't do anything. But she said that if I could change myself, and prove to her that she wrong, I might get a chance. This time I won't fail. I want her back, at all costs. I want her to be mine, mine forever. I wish she just would understand my situation, all I want from her is her. I just want her to know what I feel, how I feel about certain feelings I have, what is my current situation, I want her to know, that I'm hurting. Really badly. And I blew my chances. Now its all up to me to change things. I really want her. I'm going to change what I can, as hard as I can. I'm going to change because I love her with all my heart. I love her so so much.

To;

V.E.L. (She knows who she is.)

I LOVE YOU.

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Cry.

I didn't knew it would affect her so much. I didn't knew it would make her this way. I didn't know. Her friends came to me and said she cried all night. And she would cry some of the days when she remembered.

All I remembered I could do was, a little bit strange, but I, not literally, but like a machine automatically, just, well, smiled. The reason was because I was touched. It touched me deeply, really. With the transparent mask covering my nose and mouth, with two white tubes inserted into the top of the mask, I actually smiled. And it made them curious, made them wondered, although they know my love for her, but why in the world would I actually smile? Did you know I like suspense? I like thriller, as in not the music by Michael Jackson, but as in the movies category, thriller. I watched this movie called Black Hawk Down, some of you might watch it, if you guys are a military geek like me, but anyways, it actually made me feel as though I was in the movie. At the end of the movie, I actually knew what a main character said, as quoted, "If they ask me why I'm crazy to do this, they wouldn't know, that in here, the only thing that matters is the man next to you." I loved that movie. It also makes you feel as though you are in the movie, but in the authenticity, you're actually sitting there, watching the movie, sometimes fiction, sometimes non-fiction. It was like I was in it, thrilling the audiences, it honestly would make you feel, great. They looked at me with puzzled faces. The three of them. I did not bother, just smiling like a fool. It was as though I could imagine her actually sitting at home crying, all because of something I did to save her, well, in the nick of time. But hey, saving a life is better than doing nothing. Am I right?

Oh! Did I not mention her physical attraction? Oh man, its amazing. Yeah. But amazing as she is, nobody sees what I see in her, she might be mysterious, but what if she had a bad past? What if, oh man, now the "What if's", What if, as I know, her parents are out for work, she's all alone at home, and seriously, she's got nothing to do, I mean if it was me, you know, as in a third person view thing, but hey, I'm just saying, there might be a chance. Right? You know she's as secretive as ever. You try to hack through all you get is an error message, its how, I mean, metaphorically, she, you know, is. Its nice for someone to be like that, I have never met a girl though, as mysterious as her. It just makes my heart blow. I mean, blow as in the positive way, not the negative way in which, it means explode, no. And no, it does not mean, or made me feel that I have known her for years, it actually sounds pretty lame, or pathetic, as you would say. It ain't like all those classical romance movies where, or was it in the middle ages? Anyhow, where this kind of thing would be popular. Some fashion kind of lexicon. The world ain't that way you know, for those who believe this, classic or industrial romance. She also seems to be naive, I would say. Or maybe she knows, but you know, I don't wanna make judgement.

But again, I made a girl cry, for me. It sucks you know. I thought it was fun to disturb girls last time, when I was in high school. But now, I think yeah, what my father said was true, I have changed, wee. I was hoping that would happen. I don't want to be child-like for too long, in fact, I used to disturb my sisters like everyday, but then one day, I do not know when, it changed. It somehow changes your perception of the world we live in, the people in it, and people like us who would die with it. I used to disturb girls in y high school, but then in college, it all changed. Then I worked for a pretty long time, like two years? And I finally made my mind to, I mean, set my mind, to study. And get a degree. I don't disturb her much I guess. Well, I try not to. My theory of the caring approach. You approach someone, must be someone you love of course, I mean like, couples, not like family love. So you approach someone you love and be very nice to her or him, try and make them laugh, and so on. I don't know why, as I have observed, on a small scale, that guys tend to make girls a little furious, like annoyed-furious, but not at all angry. I've observed and found that out, in most groups of friends. I dare not do that again, if you were to ask me. And why, because I'm applying my personal theory of caring.

Still puzzled at my smile I looked at them, they said nothing and just lingered. Finally I got up by myself, trying to pull the tubes from my left arm off, the tubes on my right arm off, the mask with tubes, the beeping machine on my right rings an alarm. I sighed. The nurse would be here any moment. I thought. And the nurse did came. I ignored them all and walked through the ward. My friend asked me where I was heading, I replied him with a short and simple answer, "To see her." They tried to negotiate me to go back to my warm, and lousy bed, to wait for her to come. It would probably take years then. I told myself. I went out of the ward, still in my surgery clothes, to hail for a cab. The ran after me and again persuaded me to go back in, I told them, "I ain't gonna let the girl I love cry for something that I have done out of my free will. It's not her fault." And I got in the cab, and I directed him to her house.

Three months ago.

"Hey guys! Wanna go the night market?" I asked.

"Sure!" she answered.

"Okay." her friend answered.

"No problem." my friend answered. "Time?"

"Bout eight thirty?" I told him, looking at them.

And the thumbs up. Meaning we're on! Well, it was at eight pm when I arrived at her house, together with our gang, you know, when you're in university life there would be groups and all, the bitchy ones, the geeky ones, the lazy ones, the cool ones, the talkative ones, the know-it-all ones, et cetera. So she came down and we headed off to the night market. As we were walking, there were cars passing by us, as the nigh market was opposite the street. Suddenly, a driver swerved into our direction, I was standing in the middle, she was on my right, her other three friends on my left, and as the car swerved into our direction, I quickly grabbed her, and I did not know where the extra strength come from, but I grabbed her, she stunned, I actually threw her, well literally, threw her back onto the pavement where we came from and all I heard after that was a scream and I felt my legs numb. I passed out, looking at her frightened eyes as I did so. Freaky? Not at all.

The cab reached her house. I went in as the gate isn't locked. I went up to the floor she was staying. I heard cries and knocked on the door. My legs all bandaged up. I heard a sob and then she opened the door. She saw me and was about to close the door when I put my hand in. "

"Not going to invite me in?" I asked her.

She sobbed and shook her head left and right. Again I smiled. I invited myself in and gave her a hug. All she did was, cry.

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You see in this world we live in, its always nice to be nice to other people.

Love will come anyway, its just the matter of when.

Friendship can last long, if you know how to treasure it.

Relationship can last long, if you know how to respect it.

For love is always there,

For love is always forever,

If only we know how to treasure,

Your friends and loved ones.

- Author of Stories.

:)

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T3T6 part 6: Crash

We left Cybernetics Research Corporation's armory for a safe house south of our country, it would be estimated to take about seven hours. During the journey we encountered several interference which lead us to another small group of survivors. They were stuck in an apartment with thirty stories high. They were of course, at the highest level, defending themselves with homemade weapons and defenses. There were five of them, three adults, one teenager and one child. So we decided to save them. As the helicopter descended, the child was grabbed by a zombie when he was standing by the place where they defended against the zombies, as the child was taken, an adult quickly tried to grab the child but it was all a failure, the child was bitten. They left the child there as we were screaming to bring him on board as we have the cure. Suddenly his eyes turned dark red, his body shivering, his fingers changing, his mouth muttering, his legs slowly moving, he was a zombie.

"That ain't possible right?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah. The transformation should be a slow process." answered Danial.

"Probably they mutated." I answered them, both.

Everyone looked at me, and the pilot as well. I gave them my puzzled look saying, "What?" Then we took off, we were about another one and a half hours away from the safe house when the helicopter runs out of fuel.

"How is that possible?!" I asked the pilot.

"I don't.....I don't know. We had full tank before we left the armory." he replied me in shock.

"Probably we hovered too long?" the co-pilot answered.

We all stared at him. Could be true. It was a Bell helicopter, isn't made to hover, it is made to fly around blasting enemies up. The hovering took about five percent of the fuel, now the fuel indicator is pointing at empty. We had no choice.

"I'm gonna try and land on a high rise building." the pilot said.

"No!" I replied. "Land us on the ground, the high rise might come crashing down. Its better to land on land as it is secured and would be easy for us to regroup."

"Okay, okay." the pilot said.

The fuel indicator beeped. We were doomed.

"Emergency landing commenced!" the pilot screamed to us at the back. "Brace yourselves for hard landing!"

I held onto Cindy's hand, she looked at me, tears in her eyes. "We're not going to die." I whispered to her. She smiled and closed her eyes. I watched as the helicopter plummet down thirty stories high. Before it reached the fifth storey I screamed with my lungs,"JUMP!"

We jumped. All of us. But as we jumped, the helicopter blade was right on top of Alex. As the helicopter crashed I watched in horror as the blade slammed into him like throwing him onto a concrete wall at more than one hundred miles an hour! I heard cracks on him and his last words were "Uh." Then he did not move an inch. As the helicopter crashed, Jennifer did not jump as she was afraid of heights. We did not know that by the way, and the roof of the helicopter crushed her like she was a sandwich. Two of the survivors we saved also died, one was crushed by the helicopter as he jumped out he slipped and fell beside the helicopter but, as the helicopter fell it went directly on top of him, crushing his upper body, he died on the spot. The other jumped too late, and so as she jumped, the helicopter crashed. Killing her instantly. We were stunned to the casualties that were inflicted on our group. Now there's left Cindy, Danial, Amanda, the two pilots, the two survivors which survived and me. Eight of us, proceeding to the safe house by foot, or by any means necessary, or possible. We of course went on foot, searching for a suitable car or jeep to fit the eight of us on board, probably, an armored truck.

And just as though luck was at our side, we found an armored truck just a few meters away from the crash site. Well, of course we buried the dead, and hope they won't rise again. We hopped into the truck and the pilot took control of the vehicle, while the co-pilot directed and explained to us about the Kevlar armors, the rifles and so on. He put me in the position of second in command as I knew more military crap than the rest. So we got into the truck. The pilot sped off into the direction of the safe house as it was his directive. As we sped off into the afternoon, the weather begun to change. Dark clouds begin to settle down in front of us, as though the evil is at work. Still we continued our journey. And true to the weather it begun to rain, heavily. It was another four hours drive away. We need to refuel the truck as it is running out of gas. We stopped by a gas station around the corner. The pilot pumped fuel as me and the co-pilot guard the area. We were carrying suppressed M4 Carbines. While refueling, the ground shook as though an earthquake was happening. Suddenly out in the front, about ten to twelve cars away we saw a giant zombie. It totally freaked all of us out. The pilot hurried to fuel as me and the co-pilot started to open fire at the monster. It was in broad daylight and we heard, the screams of zombies coming from behind it. We are in hell....

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T3T6 Part 5: Cybernetics Research Corporation Archives

The Jeep sped off into the evening. We knew, it is time to get some cure and head on to a safe house, south of our country. But we were travelling north for the cure, or serums. We hurried ourselves as the night slowly falls in. It was about a two hour trip to a secured location, we hope we don't run into any trouble on the way, as we've seen mutated zombies in the city we left. It all looked hideous. And some of it smells, like very gross, disgusting smell. We do not know why but strangely these kind of zombies are much more aware of their situation compared to the others. So we tend to move quietly behind them, usually around them to avoid getting detected.

Finally we reached our destination, strangely the road was clear, the trouble is to find the exact location. We moved silently, one cover front, one cover back, one cover middle, while the girls move in the middle. I signaled them to hold, meaning squatting down and remain silent, but aware. I signaled them to hold position, signalling my hand gestures. They hold the position while I checked the perimeter. I moved closer towards the door. the darkness crept me in. It was enough creepy with the zombies around but the location makes it even worse. I approached the door and suddenly out of nowhere I heard a command, "Who's there?! Friend or foe?"

"FRIEND!" I screamed back, as fast as I could. Because you wouldn't know that if a fraction of a second they would fire on you.

"Company?"

"Squad." I replied.

"Battalion?"

"None." I answered.

"Guild?"

"Yes." I answered.

"Hold your fire. Opening doors, bring your squad in soldier."

"Roger mate, thanks."

I signaled my friends to join me as soon as possible. They quickly rushed to my side. Then the doors opened. I saw military personnel standing guard readying to fire. Once they saw us they went on ease. The door shut quickly.

"Welcome. I'm General Shep, Commanding orders from the

Government. What do you guys need here?"

"Finally some humans." muttered Cindy.

"We're here for the cure, a serum."

"Cure? Serum?" the General replied me puzzled. "What serum?"

"The cure to the T3T6 virus outbreak." I replied.

"Never heard of it here." he replied me.

"We read it, it was a classified file. And by the way, Government has abandoned their post. The place is empty, wrecked with blood stains and bullet holes and shells." I explained to him.

"Get me Corporal Jen." the General said to his assistant.

"Roger, sir." the assistant replied gesturing his hand to salute.

"Quickly." he replied short. "Now. Did it state where the serums were?" he continued.

"No sir, we have to find it."

He took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Attention all off duty soldiers, get your gear and prepare for Operation Search in t-minus five."

Instantly we heard the so called 'base' getting alive and noisy. Soldiers were getting their gears, equipping themselves with rifles and ammunition. In less than five minutes they were ready. The General then made an announcement and asked the soldiers to search for doors which are locked, sealed, on the floor, hidden, anything that may be a potential to store the serums.

"How long were you all here?" I asked the General.

"About two months before the accident." he replied. "We were supposed to guard the ammunition and weapons stored in the floors of this base." he continued after a pause.

"Whoa, in the meantime you guys are defending the serums too." I said. " Didn't they inform you about the serums?"

"Nope." came his reply. "I have three choppers and one Chinook, you guys want to follow us after we get everything here?"

"We need to get to south as we heard there is a safe house there, the entire island is a safe house, or so we heard." I explained to him.

"GOT IT SIR!" came a voice from the walkie-talkie, "Sect C, Room 111."

We rushed to the location and found a door sealed from the outside. There were CCTV cameras monitoring the door.

"Private, blast this door." the General gave his order.

"Roger sir."

"BOOM"

Inside was what the classified file wrote, there were huge crates written T3T6 Cure/Serum (i093;ca022).

"Sir, you called me?" came the Corporal.

"Yes Corporal. Did you intercept any messages from Base?"

"Negative sir."

"Okay son, now get troops here and move this crates to the choppers. We're out of here." the General said to the Corporal, giving him orders.

They loaded the helicopters with as many crates as they could. Then he commanded a squad, known as "The Expendables." The squad was a man of seven, with a Squad leader and an assistant for second in command. They were told to defend the crates until help arrives, within a twelve hour period.

We gathered on a helicopter meant for us, together with two pilots. They were supposed to drop us at the entrance of the safe house all the way at the south of our current location. We hopped into the chopper and that was where we all lift off for south. I was given an M4A1 Carbine with custom Holographic scope, all the guys. The girls were given sub machine guns.

The time it would take to arrive at the safe house was seven hours.

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T3T6 Part 4: Cure

While I was reading the contents, Cindy, Alex, Danial, Amanda and Jennifer were behind me, reading as I went along. They all stunned, too.

"What's Operation Douse?" Jennifer asked.

"I don't know." replied Danial, looking at her.

"Ops Douse." I said. "Ops Douse." I repeated. "Wait." I flipped the next page, thinking of a link between the pages.

"Viral Contamination Cure.

Subject: T3T6*2 (i093;ca022)

Bio-class: Enhancement Cure.

Abilities: Temporary Cure for T3T6.

Effect: Lasts for fifteen(15) hours before losing its effect.

Text One: T3T6 cure. Not entirely proven. Lab rats showed signs of improvement within 5 hours of injection, further than 5hours is not recommended to cure. Best solution, 2 hours within infection, use the cure and it would work at a rate of 90%. After 5hours, lab rats chances are reduced by 50%(might be same for humans). Cure is mass produced and kept in CRC Storage Facility.

Text Two: There are side effects to cure. Pro-longed sickness, nausea, headache, hallucination. Effects of temporary memory loss, weak muscles, low white blood cell count. Subject to health of victim. In an age old victim, the side effects might be more, in an adult, average, teenagers and youths, moderate, kids, low.

Current Statistic: 123

Targeted Statistic: 200

Healed Statistic: 50

Targeted Healed Statistic: 150

End of Data.

C.R.C. Archives 2011 Dated 25/05/11 Set Complete. Etc forwarded. Received/Send.Auto/www.crcarchives.com/archives/username#00001/password########/

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"There's a cure?!" Cindy exclaimed.

We all kept quiet and I flipped to the next page.

"Operation Douse.

Operations Manager: Kirk, Junior.

Operations Correspondent: Flip, James.

Operations Commander: Sander, Philip; Lieutenant.

Operations Chief: Gabriel, Jonathan; Major.

Operations Captains: D.Mans, James.

: Rogers, Colt.

: Chen, Graham.

: Jonas, Manny.

: Leggins, Samuel.

Text One: Battalion 139 of the U.S Army Corps is to serve as the Operations Army. In a case of Accidental Infection, Operation Douse is to be commenced at an instance. The Operations Army is to at its most effective until and if only an Accidental Infection occurs.

Text Two: Operation Douse. The mobilization of Battalion 139 to battle the Infections will full force. Teams of Squads will be organized and send throughout the respected region. In any case of the failed attempt to contain the Infection, Operation Douse will be in full force, where teams are sent out across the region, multiple teams, to eliminate its source.

End of Text.

Signed;

Operations Manager;

Kirk, Junior."

"Whoa." we all said almost together.

"This is some shit." Alex said.

"Yeah." I replied him. "Seems like the location of the Cure ain't that far." I continued after a pause. "Anyone up for it?" I said, looking at them.

"Whatever which keeps us humans!" Cindy replied.

"Guys?" I said, asking the rest of us.

"We're all that's left of our family." Jennifer said in sobs.

"Yeah. We have to stick together no matter what." Amanda said, backing Jennifer up, while consoling her.

"I'm in." Danial said.

"Right!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm. "Its pretty far away. Guess we need a ride?" I told them, looking at the Jeep outside.

We all grinned and hopped into the Jeep.

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T3T6 Part 3: Virus

Well, we need to go to the airport. We need to know what the government is doing in this situation. So we decided to change our course, and instead of going to the airport, we went to the Government's Offices. From the mall we headed to the Government's Offices, all the way north. Well, it would be easy as we were travelling on the high way, but not so easy when there are zombies on the highway! We drove till we reached the highway, of course with a bunch of zombies behind us. What we did was throw any items we see towards them to even slower them down. We wanted to take a car, but it wasn't worth it as cars make engine sound and well, the road is packed with accidents. We walked all the way, and rested awhile. We aimed to reach the Government Main Office by nightfall. We are doomed if nightfall comes and we are still walking, zombies are more alert when at night because of unknown reasons.

Well. The time was six thirty when we finally reached the Government's Main Office. It looked haunted and smelled of decayed bodies and blood, don't know how they can stand the smell. We went in the office and nobody was there. It was dead empty. We looked for important offices with high ranking names on it, well, we tried. Scouting into a room I noticed a stack of papers. It read; "Fully Top Secret." With a red stamp in capital letters of "EYES ONLY". Then below it wrote; "URGENT." The title it had was really eye catching, "R.U.N: Rapid Unification of NEST"

Right below it; "New Established Security Troopers, N.E.S.T."

I flipped open the first page. It read the index of the "top secret" program. I flipped again and it read; "Urgent news. Forwarded: Japan Embassy; Forwarded: United Nations; Forwarded: United States of America, with respect of the President." I read the contents below it.

"With respect of a shortage in time, we have already created more than one hundred humongous Life Support Ships, LiSS. Each can hold up to five hundred thousand civilians. With the recent outbreak of a harmful Virus known as T3T6. It is developed by a bio-engineering company named Cybernetics Research Corporation or CRC. Cybernetics Research Corporation is the leader in bio-enhanced technology. It has a few branches in the United States, Europe and Asia. The corporation recently has discovered a way to enhance the strength of canine's to help in drug trafficking and rescue operations. But due to some complications in the DNA sequence, it made the canine's more aggressive and respond more fierce to drug related cases. With respect from your President, the production of the serum of T3T6 was for the better of the humankind. There was an inside job which sold the serums to a terrorist organization, unknown to the FBI and CIA currently. The data of the serum, T3T6 is as below."

"Serum Name: T3T6.

Bio-class: Enhancer/Explosive.

Abilities: Drug Tracking, Rescue Operation.

DNA: Classified.

Explosive Type: Classified.

Comments: T3T6 was formulated in a close up laboratory in Canada. In a week the serum has taken control of its host. And within a month it strikes randomly at anyone or any being which looks at its eye. Research has been terminated. But the production was mass produced, of about one thousand gallons or more. It is stored in a secured location, heavily guarded by soldiers. About four hundred gallons had been reported stolen in the consecutive months and in all the months, security cameras failed to record the crime scene.

Condition: Creates a subconscious state to canines with an effect of 10%.

Aggressiveness of canine depends on its immunity level, higher white blood cells triggers a higher state of aggressiveness.

Creates a subconscious state to humans with an effect of 45%.

Aggressiveness of human increases depending on unknown levels of status. Triggers a higher state, approximately 70%(actual is 69.65%).

Subconscious effect on human increases seven fold, 70%, thus making a human into a zombie.

Explosiveness of the serum depends on the concentration of nitrogen. The higher amount of nitrogen triggers a higher level of explosion. This is a new formula.

WARNING: DO NOT INHALE OR IN ANY WAY COME IN CONTACT WITH T3T6 SERUM. IT IS HIGHLY DANGEROUS AND ACCIDENTAL RESULTS HAVE BEEN MEASURED AND TAKEN. IF NOT TREATED MAY RESULT IN DEATH.

Suspected T3T6 Usage.

A bomb explosion in United Kingdom sparked an outrage of effects known to cause by T3T6. The location of London has been locked down since and civilians are required to wear gas masks.

Another bomb went off in United States of America, somewhere in the city of New York. The city is also closed down and all flights to New York and out of New York has been canceled.

A bomb in China went off in their major city. The city is also closed down and required steps have been taken.

Steps taken if there a Suspected T3T6 Usage.

1. Close down or lock down the entire area, an area of 10*10 stadiums wide and length.

2. Mass selling of Gas Masks, as it is proven to repel T3T6.

3. Report to the FBI and CIA in United States of America, we will forward the message to CRC.

4. Contamination alert to be increased to level 5, highest level.

5. All those who are infected with T3T6 will not have a chance to recover. Preferred way is to kill.

6. Maintain lock down until CRC Personnels arrive for decontamination.

7. Location is terminated at all costs.

Signed;

President of United States,

CEO Cybernetics Research Corporation."

I stunned after reading the first page. I flipped to the next page.

"Viral Contamination Alert.

Subject: Virus T3T6

Head Text: WARNING, READ THIS SECTION CAREFULLY.

Text One: It has been confirmed that almost six hundred gallons of T3T6(liquid condition) has been stolen from the Laboratory. Liquid condition of T3T6 poses a danger with a condition given that it could explode, without warning. In gas form, the T3T6 is at its most dangerous level. In gas form it can trigger deaths, a new form of rabies and eventually turn human into zombies(This is not fake. Proven in Cybernetics Research Facility).

Text Two: Cybernetics 3220(R&D) declared T3T6 a non-human serum, with devastating effects, it is written in its official report and sent to the White House. 3220 also claimed that T3T6 should not have been developed for its human-zombie feature. In the long run with lab rats proved that it could make a normal human turn into an aggressive mode, triggered by unknown status as it(T3T6) is not tested with humans.

Text Three(Highly Classified): Cybernetics Human Research Facility, a top secret lab has done some testing and showed that T3T6 is a highly dangerous and in top priority of soldiers to contain it at all costs. CHRF has been disbanded recently.

Text Four(Highly Classified): 5518 Research Lab, a laboratory where the T3T6 serum is developed has been closed down due to a liquid known as 093. Liquid 093 is a mixture of kardovinol(specifications is classified) and a mix of a German Shepard DNA. It is believed that the development of T3T6 is from Liquid 093, with a little enhancement from the DNA of another dog species."

I am speechless. I flipped the next page.

"N.E.S.T Establishment.

New Established Security Troopers.

Head Text: N.E.S.T Mobilization.

Text One: With the above head text, the mobilization of NEST soldiers is in full force. NEST soldiers will now assist the Army by all means possible for them to assist.

Signed;

Unites States President;

CEO Cybernetics Research Corporation.

Operation Douse Approved."

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T3T6 Part 2: Survival

"WHAT?!" screamed Danial.

"We could get out, but I think it'll attract them here." I told them.

"Use your Ipod technique!" Cindy squealed.

"Its gonna waste one more, I have actually seven left. It might come in handy if we were outside." I explained to her.

"I know! We use the TV there to distract them!" Danial raised his voice in excitement.

"Nice idea!" I said, "Here's the plan, you guys prepare to destroy the glass door when I switch on the TV. It must be in sync so that it won't attract the others!" I continued without pausing or taking a breath.

"Okay!" They all said together.

We just almost got stuck at the mall if it weren't for Danial's idea. We managed to get out, with a bunch of flesh eating zombies at the touch of our legs! We ran and ran till we reached a park. The time, sixteen hundred hours. The clouds were still dark when we were outside. The park seemed empty. It was at a housing area and most houses were abandoned, well, so called abandoned as the owners probably have turned into chomping zombies. We scouted the houses, finding for resources like food, water and weapons. Well, I found my new backpack, and boy is it huge! I fitted all my weapons in it, still, not trusting anyone else with my gun, well, they didn't ask anyway. Anyway. So we entered a house, the gate was open wide so we went in. It seemed empty, I went in first, because I was having a gun. I whipped out the MP5 for in case of five or more zombies. I really don't know how the zombies are, but with physical observation, I think they are immune to pain, just basic motor skills. Well, not like some zombie movie which the zombies can run. That doesn't make much sense to me. So. We were in the house which seemed fine to us. My next step was survival, since I can't return home, I need to stay alive with whoever's left.

We so called camped at the house. Nothing much happened, just a few stray zombies, all taken down by smack and more smacks! Usually we'll drag them out, to avoid the stench. Yeah, they give awful stenches. But lucky us, no mutants so far. Well, we rested for the night.

"Okay. I'm gonna make our meeting official now. I'm Benjamin. I stay pretty far away, not that its important now, but I know what to do when zombies strike, as of all of you. But I can assist and help you guys if we're lost or in a horde. Nice to meet all of you." I started a conversation. "Cindy, why not your turn?" I continued.

"Oh, okay. My name is Cindy Lee. I work at the mall and I was hiding in the ladies' before I took the courage to run out and bummed into Benjamin. I actually have no idea about zombies and all, but I know a bit of medical stuff. I was part of the Red Crescent Society. And, I'm twenty five. Still single." she said with a smile on her face.

"Yeah." I said. "Okay, Alex?"

"Yeah, my name is Alex Yoko, I'm a Japanese and I currently work here for almost five years already. I own a restaurant nearby the mall. And my girlfriend, Reika Sachiko, she works with me. We were gonna get married end of this year. But she eventually became one of them." Alex said with tears.

"Chill man. Its okay, she might be gone but keep her in your mind always." I told him. "Okay, Danial?"

"My name is Danial Rafael, I'm twenty years old and I went to the mall for a shopping spree with Amanda and Jennifer, we are in the same college. I know some basic zombie survival guide, I also know a lot about cars." Danial gave his speech.

"Cool." I replied him. "Amanda?"

"My name is Amanda Ling. I study at the same college as Danial, we are in the same course, I'm twenty too, and I know a little about zombies. I'd know much about materials though. I love fashion!" Amanda said with a gleeful voice.

"Good. That should help us later in creating armors for defense, okay, Jennifer?"

"I'm Jennifer Ting, my best friend is Amanda and we're in the same college, different course. I'm currently studying Culinary Arts, so probably I could help you guys out with that." Jennifer said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, since we know each other already. Our next step, is to keep alive. And to keep alive is requiring a weapon. And I definitely love guns, especially. But I'm gonna entrust it to you guys. Please use it wisely, don't go firing away because bullets are hard to come by. Anyway. I came up with a simple plan. Number one, we all stick together. I'm going to teach you all how to use a gun. Next, we're going to need communication, we have to keep talking or one day we'll forget English. Next, we have to keep moving. Keep moving means do not carry so many unnecessary items, for girls, lipsticks, gloss, and everything, try to keep a minimum, guys, no hobbies with other stuffs like magazines. After that is backpacks. Everyone needs a backpack, with more capacity is good, we can help each other if needed. And there are a few rules to zombie survival. Number one, most important, don't make so much noise. Number two, keep your hands clear at all times, it makes you easier to react to surprise situations. Number three, keep your head clear of thoughts which are irrelevant, keep a cautious mind of your surrounding. Number four, especially to girls, don't scream unless necessary, no offence but scream only when they grab you. Number five, listen to each other at all times. We're gonna need some walkie-talkies to communicate." I explained to them all in one breath. "Okay, so number one, I'm gonna teach you guys how to handle weapons. It might look easy, and it is easy, but if you're not careful, you can shoot other people, so watch it." I said with a pause. "Any questions so far?"

They all shook their heads. So I continued to explain to them about weapons. How to handle them, lock, unlock, aim, reload, what is a magazine, what type of bullets to use. "Remember that you have to aim for their heads. You shoot their heads, they die instantly. If possible we're gonna need bow and arrows as we can make them easily."

They all nodded. But oh well. We were in for an awesome journey. We walked to numerous places, scavenging for food and water. Eventually we stopped by a construction site with a temporary car to shield the car. We took pieces of plywood and joined them to use them as protectors in case of any attack. Each of us carried backpacks which were about 40kilograms heavy. We could carry tents, gears and necessary items. We also equipped ourselves with homemade defense items, like the wooden chest blocker, as we call it, its basically a modified T-Shirt fitted with a piece of plywood to provide minimum protection. I was scouting for Kevlar Armor. Well, we packed as many canned food as we can. Our next step was to find the cause of all this. So we needed to travel overseas. But, we first have to go the airport.

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T3T6 Part 1: Infection!! :(

Thirteen hundred hours. What a nice dark clouded weather. I was thinking to go out for a walk or something. Hey, its 1pm and there's no sun. Happens kinda frequently during my time now.. Anyways. So I have decided.

I took my wallet, keys and randomly brought along my bike, instead for a walk i went for a ride. I cycled past the highway.

"Strange." I said to myself. There were no sound of cars at all. This morning I woke up it seemed fine. Suddenly the tides have turned. I cycled out into the highway and what I saw was just pure horrific. I saw cars all over the place, fires, thick black smoke, smoke, but strangely again, no humans. This is where it all went wrong..

I cycled to the bridge connecting the highways together and saw that the entire area has been affected, I don't know what, probably an EMP attack by terrorists or something. But its impossible because Electromagnetic Pulse only deactivates electronic items, and i find that my phone was still working. This could be a new pandemic. Or maybe a new virus has erupted from within the HIV, AIDS, and all other diseases. There's also another theory, well for me, that it might be that aliens are about to take on our world. But either way, I was gonna check this one out. My first thought was to arm myself with any kind of weapons, any kind, be it a stick, a car, a lorry, knife, anything, as long as I can defend myself from harm. I cycled to the nearest police station, while I'm doing so, here are some theories I have came out with, number one, it might be a serious virus that we do not know off which infected everyone world wide, why?, its because that this virus can come from anywhere and our world is connected via networks, which means that diseases can spread pretty fast given the circumstances. Number two is aliens invade! How I got the theory, I'm a UFO fan myself, watching some unexplained UFO theories about underground alien bases, hidden letters and secrets of the US Government to its people. And all the word of mouth spread of rumors.

Still, theories are theories. I was on my way to the police station when I saw a few people walking aimlessly. Then I suspected something I was thinking all along, zombies! Well, armed with a bike, what could I do right? I looked for any items which could be made into a weapon, and I saw them still the way they were. I found a pretty big branch. Not sure where it came from but oh well! I grabbed it, paddled as fast as I can and WHAM! I smacked the guys head really hard. All I felt was watery liquid on my right hand, oh yuck blood.. Well. After smacking the poor dude, I reached the police station! To my surprise it was all empty, as usual from a horror scene, blood everywhere, no bodies, nothing.. Anyway. So I went in to the station, walking back and forth looking for the darn armory. Well, I found the armory, but with oh-my-gawd-lousy-revolvers. Well, it's still a weapon ain't it? Th weather was still pretty dark when I was out of the station with like what, seven revolvers and fifty bullets. That would not do it. I'm a weapons fanatic, so I'd expect more like a Glock handgun or something. But anyhow, I went off. Not so far from it I saw a patrol car, I went near it to see if I could get my hands on an H&K MP5, as the cops here usually carry, without the magazine. Well, I found one though, but the cop was a zombie. Oh man. Poor guy, I had to shoot his head. And that attracted a few nearby zombies. I quickly grab his MP5 and three magazines. Oh damn it again, so little ammunition won't get me to live for even a week.

He had a Glock handgun too! What joy! But two magazine clips. Damn this guy. Anyway. So I went on, walking around, scouting for food and extra supplies.. So far no survivors, this probably happened pretty quickly and nobody noticed it. Oh well. Thank me for waking up at twelve in the afternoon! And since the world is now in chaos, everything belong to nobody right? So according to my rightful judgement, I am not stealing, I told myself while getting hold of an Ipod, well, sorry I lied, actually all of the Ipod in the store. But anyway, it was for safety purposes, since the zombies are attracted to sound, it could prove useful. Then I went to grab my bike and went to a bicycle shop which I found pretty interesting, as I can't drive, it would pose a threat to me, and by the armaments I'm holding, no way I can survive if one thousand of them came charging at me. So I cycled, the environmentally free way, if it still is useful.. And so looking at the place, it was just pure mess. Small fires around, accidents, bloods, no victims. I reached the bicycle shop. And whoa, I found so many cool bikes. I just tested it, screw anyone who wanna stop me. I just took the bike and rode off, somewhat like a Rambo, with guns on my back and two revolvers at my side. But then, after some fun I had, I realized, oh shit! I need to fortify my house to stay alive! But oh well, I can stay at so many houses now since its all not occupied. I felt pretty bored and I thought of looking for different guns to use, and anyway, I need a back pack to fit my gadgets and equipments. Its pretty cool though, like going on a hardcore camping. Since I was near a mall, I went to the mall to look for the perfect backpack.

The mall was like oh-my-shit. Full of those zombies. I had no choice, as long as I don't make any noise or sound, I'm safe. So I stepped pretty quietly, and out of frustration, I went to a wide open location and played the Ipod and ran for my life!! Well, they bought it though, I saw them all converging on the Ipod, oh poor 700bucks Ipod. I looked around the mall, suddenly I felt memories in my mind of what happened between me and my friends at the particular mall. But being emotional can get you killed. Hey, I was tired, so I took a seat to cool down, I drank some water and relaxed, not sleeping, just sitting and looking at the poor senseless zombies. After a few minutes I regained my strength, so I continued my journey of finding the perfect backpack. As I was in the mall, I heard a lady screamed. Oh!

That was where my adrenaline kicked in. I took another Ipod from my current lousy bag, I switched on the music to its loudest and slide it the opposite side of the poor lady. Again, they went that way. I quickly grabbed my MP5, shot the nearest zombie in the head and jumped in on the rest. She was save all right. At least with bruises.

"Hey, what's your name?" I asked her.

"Cindy." She replied.

"Oh. Nice to meet you. I'm Benjamin. May I know your surname?" I asked again.

"Lee." She replied. "And thanks for saving me. I almost died, oh my god."

"Oh nothing biggie. Just saving the last bit of mankind." I replied with a sinister smile.

She smiled back and we walked on. "Are you alone?" I asked.

"Yeah. My friends were at the office, its my friends birthday today. What a sad and horrifying day."

"Yeah." I replied not looking at her. "Hey, there's one more man there!" I pointed.

The man was alone, he was sitting down and was sighing about something, probably mumbling. I approached him slowly.

"Hey." I said to him.

He looked up slowly, "Hey. Leave me here. I want to die."

"Are you crazy? You wanna eat other humans and be a cannibal??" I said to him, in a whispering mode.

"Yeah. I killed her. I can't believe it. I killed her. Her last words were I love you forever Sam." he said and sighed. "Oh. Damn. I shouldn't have brought her out as I've sensed something bad.." he continued.

"Come on man, we gotta go. At least she told you something before she died. She's not bad looking either. Your survival is something you should hold on to while you are alive. Keep her alive in you man." I told him.

"Since when you became a man?" he asked me.

I stunned.

Finally he agreed. Well, the three of us went around, looking for other survivors, if there is any. So we walked around, never trusting anyone of them with a weapon so fast. I don't wanna die too early too.! Then suddenly we heard sounds that a few people are in trouble, I heard items dropping, footsteps, panting and voices. We ran the way of the noise, which brought us directly to another three survivors. One man, two women. Immediately I took out another Ipod and threw it far away, they followed it. The three of them were panting hard, probably from endless running. I waved at them. They quickly came by to us.

"Hey, I need to know your names, fast." I told them, acting as leader.

"Danial."

"Amanda."

"Jennifer."

"Okay, I'm Ben, Cindy and this is..?" I said, pausing for the man to answer.

"Alex."

"Okay. Now we've unofficially met, so let's get the hell out of here!"

We ran to the door, the main exit door. Then I stopped.

"There's no way out." I told them.

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Update on Current Stories.

Okay. Hello readers. Sorry I haven't been updating. Was busy with work and some online games. :P Anyway. I'm about to re-write a story with the title Broken-ed. The story will be renamed to Dwight Douglas. Thank you for your time and consideration. :D Hope you guys enjoy this story! :)

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Earth 2020 - Part 1: Centurion-Vorge.

Staring at the red desert I felt a feeling of regret. "I shouldn't have left her back on Earth. But. Do I have a choice?" I remembered the last words she said to me before I got onto the Terracruiser, "Do not forget me alright? I'll be waiting for your holograms. Love you." And all I did was nod and looking back one more time I walked into the giant arch which stood about twenty feet high. During that time I felt rather excited and interested. Those who were abroad were actually going on a mission, commonly known as colonizing. In our terms, its called terraforming. I was a terraformer manager. What I did was instruct people, workers, or to say terrafarmers, to do the dirty job of installing, maintaining and constructing. A Terracruiser stands about five thousand feet in height, hundreds of thousands of feet in length and its longest width was seven thousand feet long. The overall weight of the monster was so massive it needed eight nuclear engines, and a backup of sixteen hundred jet engines just to power it up to the skies, the rest of the job, lies in seven thousand one feet in diameter tubes called fart holes, placed exactly twenty feet away from the first till fourth engines to avoid unnecessary explosion. The journey will take about two years and in that time it would automatically dock onto the planet by itself, and launching all its necessary equipments and tools to commence our operation. There were technical engineers, engineers, workers, chefs, pilots, waiters and waitresses, terrafarmers, terraengineers, construction workers and all sorts of jobs would be fitted into one massive ship. Earth had seven of that massive ships. I was placed on Centurion-Vorge. Inside these massive ships was equipments, tools, trucks of all sizes, giant bulldozers, giant land scraping trucks, more tools and equipments, a lot of small construction ships known as Mosquitoes- all they do is fly around and carry all sorts of scaff-folding to locations almost fifty miles away without refuelling, they are powered by hydrogen and nitrogen, although both are highly flammable, there are reported as many as three cases per year, which means that the current manufacturer of the Mosquito was doing their job perfectly, and we have all sorts of materials needed to make a planet habitable. Of course, giant and famous companies would pay you, because in the long run, they would also benefit, in fact, they would benefit more than we do, because once a small portion of a planet is habitable, the lands get sold almost instantly and with a higher price, much, much more higher price to customers. The first planet which Mankind colonized was Mars. With a technology called OxyTrap, it is like a dome shaped transparent material which traps oxygen inside it, while the atmosphere outside is much more higher than us, which of course, the docks have special chambers for people to balance with the atmosphere outside and vice-versa when they reach inside, this is to avoid death. In a highly different atmosphere, we humans need time to take control of the environment, unlike machines, they do not feel anything, even a dog would need to go the chambers which were named Atmosber. The Oxytrap covers hundreds of thousands of hectar's wide, and what we all need to do is just add oxygen, add water, add life, and there goes the new neighborhood of Mars 47, the number signifies the year we started living there. Also remember, its in the twenty first century, not twentieth. I also remembered what my superior officer told me, he said, "Son, I'm telling you, if you were to follow me in this terra mission, by the end of it you will be getting a lot more than you expect when you return home. And if you do not, feel free to stay back on earth while people who fly in space gets four folds your pay and you only get two folds in four years. Trust me son, when you get back to earth you will be a millionaire like everyone of the officers packing into the ship in five days. Don't leave her. But you can't bring her along, unless she is your wife." and paused. "And if only you have at least one child, then only they are allowed, babies don't count son. Make your right choice."

He was absolutely right, give example my mate, Henry Sakes. He went on a terracruiser for fifteen years straight, he came home a billionaire. All his life after that was just party, party and more party, he could organize parties almost once every week. In short his life was secured, done. And in the future, all his money was enough to give his kids leisure time till they are at the age of 30. That is something every parent wanted. Well. Now I'm staring at this red deserted planet. Four hundred ninety seven million light years away from home. Was no easy job. I'll be back at the age of twenty five. That's the time I would marry her! Can't delay it man. I'm twenty right now. But you see, we did not expect what would happen at Planet Orion till we got there. Planet Orion is in the galaxy of Andromeda. Milky Way's closest neighbor. In that journey, we received several strange waves coming from the galaxy. We thought, aliens. Ever since the first flight into space, there has been more than two hundred thousand cases which involves alien sighting. It was common. It became common. Over the years, for more than half a century, humans came to have known of aliens. Sightings started in the nineteen hundreds, and drags its way to the twentieth century and on to the twenty first century. Alien's aren't just science fiction. They are real. Several alien ships have crash landed over the years, thus, making use of their technology, humans made their own spaceships. It isn't much of a conspiracy. In fact, it is the fact. Space is vast, everyone know's that. We learn in our science text books, astronomers found that some planet may be habitable, but we are yet to find it. Since the uprise of a company which was called Entertaiment Industries Corporation, it branched out into other companies namely, Belling Corporation, was established in 2012, Entertaiment Industries Securities Corporation, established in 2013 and the technological and innovation company named Steel & Fibre Industries Corporation (SNF).

SNF was the first ever company to produce spacecrafts, capable of carrying small quantities of scientists, engineers, medics and equipments. The spacecraft was named Beetle, due to its small size, and excellent engine efficiency, and a small compartment to accomodate scientists. The craft was sold to NASA with a nett value of US$ 10,547,890.40. It was the most expensive spacecraft, other than the usual crafts NASA had. The specifications of the ship fitted perfectly with NASA's specifications and due to that, they (NASA) ordered three more ships. The ship was so useful that in the years to come, SNF upgraded the ship to make it a passenger craft. The first ever company to purchase the passenger craft, known as the Butterfly, due to its two front wings which was relatively bigger than the two back wings, which also contributed to the change in wind directions if let's say there is a tornado, is Boeing. The Butterfly could accomodate more than two hundred passengers, seven flight attendants and three pilots. The new destination was set to Moon, at first, for a few months, but before that, Boeing company had a construstion work going on on Moon. It was a sight-seeing destination. The price to go there was expensive, about a few thousand dollars per pax, and that is above ten thousand dollars. The giant corporation which manufactured the Terracruisers were known as the Zhumann Corporation. Zhumann was a stand alone corporation. They manufacture, test and sell their technologies to various companies around the globe. Zhumann made their first terracruiser in the year 2015. It was launched five years later, 2020. After its successful launch, a new company emerged from the NASA, the Terran Command. Terran Command was a facility to train civillians with the desire to venture out to space to do dirty jobs. Terran Command was an institute. It was launched by NASA in 2021. Since its launch, there were as many as two thousand student who signed up for different kinds of courses. I signed up for terraforming. After I did my terraforming diploma, I worked for a year with my superior officer, Sir Veko Lee. He is a Chinese. He was a science astronaut. After helping out with NASA, they recommended him to open a course to teach other students. I was one of the few hundreds who signed up and got a Masters in Terraforming. It was awesome, it took me five years to do Diploma, Degree and Masters. I completed the course when I was 26. After that he assigned me to Centurion-Vorge. It was the oldest terracruiser, the first terracruiser manufactured by Zhumann Corporation. It was rumored to be in service until 2050. My friend I met from the course, Jake Richardson, was on the Mars-Unity. He was there until god knows when. We were both almost senior. I was on board for about five years. I was 27 when I got my first child, Cathy Ellis Jeanne Donson. My wife, Amelia Jeanne Lung was one year younger than me, and she was working on earth, with the NASA institute where they recruit new students to join Terran Command.

Now I am married to her. We were married for almost fifteen years now. I'm forty five. Soon I will be a retiree, at the age of 50. I have two kids then. Cathy was the eldest, then is Penelope Jane Jeanne Donson. Now I am on a planet a few billion light years away from home. We have had alien contact in the last few months. Our construstion was almost complete and we were gonna leave that place, after the Space Marines lands on the planet to provide support while the legal firms back on earth sells the properties on this land. Usually a construction that big would cost billions and billions of dollars in profit. A company from Entertaiment Industries manufactured cars, which served as a transport was space travel, a revolutionary achievement during our time. Entertaiment Industries was launched by a man named Benjamin Jokins. He was the co-founder, while I was the one who gave his company a name. Every year he would pay me a loyalty fund of US$ 50,000.00 or in space currency, P100,000. P stands for Promedium. Promedium was the out-of-the-world currency. Without space currency, earth's ecnomy would tumble or brought to its highest where everything would fetch a higher price, in that time, even a plate of rice could cost you US$20. It was sort of inflation and recession. So economists gave the idea to make a new currency. The currency wa approved by NASA. Because NASA was the first ever company to be in space. In a joint meeting held by NASA, other space observers agreed that they need a new currency to battle economy on earth, and thus, Promedium was introduced. Promedium was twice higher than the US Dollar. And four times higher than Malaysia's currency. If you were paid P200.000, you could actually travel to and from Mars with seven of your best friends, with P50.000 to spare. It showed how powerful the currency is. Usually we, who work at the terraforming company is paid in Promedium bills. It goes from P10, P20, P50, P100, P1000, P5000 and P10000. I was paid P10.000 every month. If I could complete my job without any obstruction, my boss pays me an extra P25.000! I got that once, but it wasn't easy to achieve. I need my men's strength to help me achieve it. I payed each of them P50 for helping me. Those whom I told and worked overtime. They were glad! Soon after, nobody wanted it. It was a tough job for them. So they just shushed me aside. But then, I wasn't interested in it anymore. I would rather them take their time. Well, with so much space activity, flight company, RadarActiv manufactured a new radar system which could detect spacecrafts from millions and millions of light years away. It could be enhanced with their radar enhancer if needed. They get mostly from the military. The military was controlling space. They see as much as they can. There were so many things which were changing, new models of space car keeps coming out, some with boosters to travel from here to Mars in eight hours! But they come with a high price. Since every five years earth had recession, the price goes down during the forth year before recession year comes. The military came up with a new squad known as Space Cops. Space Cops works exactly like the earth cops, but they are equiped wih state of the art weaponry and armoury. They drive special space crafts to help them achieve light speed in less than fifty seconds.

The Promedium bill front.

The bill is printed and there were no pictures to it because it is not formed by a man, it was formed by NASA. Except that the official logo of Universal Currencies Bank, the bank which prints the Promedium bills and Intergalactic Bank Association, which help to distribute the bills to banks world wide. The promedium bill is not made from normal paper. It was formed with a little metal embed in it. So it makes it a lil bendable, and yeah, which makes it look like a normal twenty dollar bill. Every month, about seven thousand ten thousand in value bills were printed, fifteen thousand of five thousand in value were printed, thirty thousand one thousand bills were printed, three hundred thousand of one hundred bills were printed, five hundred thousand of fifty bills were printed, five hundred thousand of twenty bills and seven hundred thousand of ten bills were printed. It was a total of P247,000,000 worth and if converted to the US Dollar, it is US$ 494,000,000. It was almost half a billion dollars and one third of one billion promediums! Every month the bank issues out these bills to cope with the ever growing of recruits into the company. Not to mention that giant corporation which were giving us tasks to do pays us hundreds of thousands of promediums to commence the project. Some even worth, not some, most of the projects I have done in my experience was worth more than seven billion promediums!

Anyway, it wasn't all about the economics of the world, it was something entirely different. Populations has soared beyond the horizon as it increases drastically. Developers have no choice, but to invest billions in making a terraforming space craft, the terracruiser. After all, if there weren't, where would I be?

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

Regards, the Author

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