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Post by Escachick357 on Nov 19, 2008 21:03:46 GMT -5
The gas station in Stoneville. There is plenty of gas and left over food and drinks for the taking, but be careful. The 7-Eleven is just as dangerous in the outbreak as it was before.
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Post by chugfat on Jan 28, 2009 21:54:20 GMT -5
(James "Cameron" Colplay has entered the 7-Eleven)
James grew with a rush of relief as he saw the large signpost that said 7-Eleven, as he made his way to the now very viewable gas station area that led close by the convenience store.
James was all the more happy to be able to finally complete his new small goal of getting his hands on a Snickers bar, especially after he discovered that the remaining apples in his backpack had become rotten, and he ended up scarffing down the entire bag of chips during his short walk over.
And Goddamnit I'm still hungry...oh, and plus I need to check on Mr. Kim
James secretly prayed that he would not be there, because if he was, he was likely dead. And if he wasnt, James could only hope for the best.
James walked over towards the sliding door entrance, which, to his brief disbelief did not open as he walked into it. James' mind was elsewhere until he realized this, to which James' poor, scruffy head bounced immediately off the once slideable door. Cursing, James and took a few moments to pry open the doors with his rusty shovel. And after a short push, he was in.
What was most noteable about the area, was that there was no rotting stench. James was thankful for this, as he quickly went to get what he wanted.
James first went to the section with the candy, and grabbed a few Snickers bars among other various brands of tooth rottening sweetness, and then made his way near the frozen food section. There were still a few sandwitches there, to which James sniffed the packaging to make sure they were edible. He was in luck, James discovered as he stuffed the sandwiches into his backpack.
He then grabbed a few drinks to stuff in there as well, and decided now that it was best to leave. James heard distant groans from far away, and James thought that if he stayed even a moment longer, something may come looking for him.
James quickly walked towards the now opened front entrance, until he heard a sound. James glanced around quickly to see his former "mentor" Mr. Kim, who was just a shadow of the man he used to be. He shambled out of the employee back door, and his white, lifeless eyes were fixed upon James. His store uniform was covered in thick blood. Oh God, Mr. Kim too...and damnit, he looks like he was one of the fighters, James thought as he saw much of the blood on Mr. Kims uniform came from his own mouth, likely from a recent feeding frenzy.
He didnt want to stay to fight with the man formerly known as Mr. Kim, or to potentially fight whatever he had been eating beforehand. James heard more groans coming from outside. But James had now grown to know this impeding danger. Suddenly, as Mr. Kim shambled on over to James with his arms stretched out wide, James had another sudden realization. Luckily, he was slow, as his right leg appeared to be broken in some areas.
Jesus, what am I going to do? I know I should run, and run now before more of those things come get me... but if everyone I think I care about is dead...the least I could do for them, is end their misery. James guessed that was why it was so important to double kill Mrs. Mendles at the highschool. Besides for the holding of his own survival, that is just another reason for why he was killing any zombie, right?
James made quick business of ending the second life of Mr. Kim. His rusty shovel was now covered in blood. Maybe I'll have to find an upgrade soon James thought as he left the 7-Eleven. Sadly, his thinking was cut short for a moment as two zombies lurched towards him from both sides of the exit.
James fell backward, and quickly got back up on his feet as the two hungry zombies lurched towards him. James could see at least five more right by the gas station.
s***s***s***s***s***! James thought as he tried his best to act quickly. James almost stepped between the two zombies, and did two sideswipe smacks to each of their heads. James was not neccessarily trying to kill them this time, but he needed to make a quick path to get out.
The first zombie, a large, grotesque and wounded looking man, fell backward a few steps. The other, was an elderly looking women who had now recieved a fresh dent to the head sending her into a rack of greeting cards and sunglasses. James then rushed out into the open fog where he saw that the number of zombies approaching grew from five to ten almost instantaniously, in which all of them were hungry for James' blood.
But, considering James wasnt entirely surrounded, he Usain Bolted as fast as he could out through to the right of the way, which led through deeper into the fog.
Face it Colin. They're all dead. Mrs. Mendles, Mr. Kim. No one else is left in Stoneville. You couldn't, and you cant save any of them
"No, I can! Its not over!" James repeated this to himself as he felt tears flow down his face.
James was heartbroken, hungry, and truly upset and just wanted to get the hell out of there as fast as he could. He had the stuff, he had the goods, and now he needed somewhere else to go. Where could he find a good place to try to relax, reflect, have a good nap and eat some sandwiches?
Oh ya...a church is usually the best place for that.
(James "Cameron" Colplay has exited the 7-Eleven)
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Post by Lance on Mar 20, 2009 21:52:33 GMT -5
Lance drove up next to a gas pump at the seven eleven and looked around before getting out of his car. Once he knew for sure that it was safe he got out of the car with his 9mm drawn for safty precautions. Then he reached for one of the gas pumps and squeezed the trigger to the pump but nothing came out. Then Lance remembered that you had to activate the pump from the inside.
So Lance walked up to the store and looked around to make sure their wasnt any zombies inside the gas station. Once Lance made sure the coast was clear he stepped in with his gun at point and looked behind the counter for any zombies he might had missed. Once he knew it was safe he jumpped over the counter and turned on the gas pumps. Then he jumpped back to the other side of the counter and walked out of the store and back to the gas pump and started to fill his car up with gas. While his car was filling up he walked into the store and grabbed some stuff to drink. Then he jumpped over to the other side of the counter and reached for a pack of cigarettes, but stopped and thought to himself for a minute then he pulled his hand away jumpped back over the counter and walked back out to the car.
When Lance had gotten back to the car he pulled the gas pump nozzle out of the car and put it back up and jumpped back into his car and looked over at Tyrant and said, "Im sorry Ty but I cant let you out of the car to use the bath room yet. Once we get to a safe place Ill let you out to go." Lance reached over and started to pat Tyrant on his head. Then Lance turned the car back on and drove away.
(Lance and Tyrant are now at the stone ville police station.)
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Post by Xavier on May 10, 2009 13:48:22 GMT -5
(Xavier drives up to the 7-Eleven) Xavier drove up to the 7-Eleven, his tank was nearly on empty, it was between the last line before 'E' and 'E'. Xavier looked around quickly and then cut the engine, Xavier had ignored that sign he had passed and had gone through, he hadn't seen any Zombies...yet. Xavier stepped out of the Mustang and pulled out his Nine Mil, it was funny how a world crisis made someone lest scared about using a gun. Xavier looked at the pump and noticed it was locked, he would have to enter and press the button to allow gas to flow. Xavier closed the door to his car and walked to the door, it was once a sliding down put now the doors lay motionless, he noticed the door saying 'In case of Emergency push in to open' Xavier did this and opened the doors. Xavier looked around the room and noticed that there seemed to be no one around he first walked around the shelfs getting a couple of provisions. He then got some bottled water and went to the counter, once at the counter he jumped over it, he looked around and found a few switches for the pumps, he switched pump 4 to on and then he went back out to his car. Before exiting Xavier heard a moaning noise, Xavier sucked in his breath and turned around, there stood a Zombie. Xavier turned the safety off on his gun and shot the zombie three times, one hit the jugular, one hit the chest, and the last one went right between the eyes. Xavier went to try and find how the zombie got in, he noticed the back door was open and there were quite a few zombies back there. Xavier closed the door and locked it, he then moved a crate in front of it, at least no one else would have to deal with them. Xavier then ran back out and started to fill his car up with gas. (OOC: I'm gonna leave him here for a bit, just to see if anyone wants to post with him )
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Post by Lance Bishop on Jan 4, 2010 3:09:31 GMT -5
-1400hrs-
The old Ford pickup rolled in to the small parking lot of the 7/11, the gas pumps were in tact, a good sign.. He would be surprised if they hadn't been cleaned out already, but it wasn't that big of a deal, he had come prepared with plenty of fuel cans in the bed. Bishop shut the vehicle off and used momentum to roll the vehicle forward, just partially hidden from plain sight.
He sat motionless for a moment, checking to see if he had drawn out any passing humans.. Or undead. Everything checked out, just a few shamblers off in the distance that he wasn't too worried about.
Lance popped the door open and snatched up his duffle bag and backpack. He shut the truck door and used the canvas cover to pull over the bed, just in case. He moved around the side of the store with the bags slung over his shoulder and came up to the rear exit of the 7/11. He pushed on the door, but something was blocking it on the other side. Figures. The Special Forces operator shifted around the side and came up on the front doors. He took a quick look through the windows which were covered in dust and grim and what may have been dried blood. Everything checked out so he pushed in.
Within minutes he was in tactical dress. The duffle bag contained his tactical vest, knee pads, thigh rig holster, and more ammunition than he probably needed. The backpack carried survival essential items. He had the pack strapped to his vest, everything was secure. Lance reached in to the duffle bag and removed an MP5N with integrated suppressor and holosight optic. He slipped a few shells in to the internal magazine and pumped it, fastening the weapon to the side of his pack. He then took out the Glock 17, with olive drab slide and black furniture. The weapon was polished and clean. He racked the slide after slipping in a magazine and holstered it, a suppressor slipping in to the thigh rig in case he needed it.
It was an odd loadout for him. Usually Lance carried an M21 or M4, but this op was going to be pretty quick and he didn't expect anything other than some hustlers or zombies. He needed to move quick and the Glock complete with suppressor would be mostly all he needed, the MP5 was just there in case things went South.
The man was fully geared out, he stashed the duffle bag under the counter with the extra supplies and pulled out his GPS system and map, laying them on the check out counter. He slipped out a pack of cigarettes from behind the glass case and used his zippo to light it, sticking the cancer stick between his lips, blowing out a puff of smoke.
The objective was a briefcase hidden in the Inn, Room 247 in the secured wall safe. Inside the briefcase was a CD filled with information on a South American terrorist cell which had perked Black Cell's interest when they were rumored to have obtained a strain of the T - Virus. Bishop didn't know who the source was, but someone trusted him or her..
First he had to get to the Police Department and acquire the instructions left by the source. The instructions were hidden somewhere in the PD and they would lead him to where ever the room key was. From there he could get the case and get out of Stoneville.
Bishop wrapped up his map and slid it in his vest along the GPS. He'd take it on foot from here, stick to the buildings and alleyways and he'd be fine. The man drew his Glock and screwed in the suppressor. He tested the LED quickly and then prepared to make his move, tossing the cigarette to the floor and stomping on it with a boot.
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Post by Caliber on Apr 10, 2011 16:45:53 GMT -5
[Katy, Jessica (NPC), Arc, and Amelia have entered Stoneville, 7-11.][/b]
Amelia and Arc led on at the front of the group, Katy and Jessica trailing behind them, walking right down the center of the road through the town. Night had just recently fallen upon Stoneville and everything was far too quiet. It was an eerie type of silence. Nobody in the group said a word, the only sound being their equipment clanking around as they walked. Upon reaching the town's gas station, they noticed an abandoned military humvee. The group gazed upon the abandoned gas station. The windows in front were shattered and the front doors stood wide open. Nothing could be seen on the inside, everything was dark.
Amelia spoke out in a hushed voice. "Judging by the fact that jeep is in perfect condition and was abandoned right next to a gas pump, I'd say that there isn't a drop of gas for miles, including in the jeep itself. It's a damn good thing Mike gave us that gas can. Come on."
Amelia left her submachine gun in it's place holster, and instead reached down to her lower leg and pulled the Browning HP from her calf holster, aiming it forward and slowling approaching the vehicle.
The silence was broken by the moan of a lone zombie across the street, stumbling around aimlessly. Everyone in the group trained their weapons on it simultaneously. Once reassured that it was just wandering without an agenda, they all reholstered their weapons and continued doing what they were doing.
Amelia spoke up as she pulled open the driver's side door and hopped into the front seat of the car. "It's only one, nothing to worry about. Katy, Jessica, you two go inside and see if you can find us any food. That's definitely one thing we're lacking. Be careful."
They obeyed and walked off toward the main building. Amelia looked around in the front seat for keys. Luckily enough, they were right in the ignition. She hopped back out of the jeep, leaving the door open. Arc walked around to the side and began filling the tank up with gasoline. Amelia looked around at several things on the truck to make sure everything was in check and would work fine. She walked back around to the front and slammed the front door shut. Promptly after she did so, a loud, deafening sound began blurting from the car.
*Music Stops*
"What the f**k!!" She yelled as loud as she could to Arc. "Since when do you put a f**king car alarm on a god damn military vehicle!?"
Amelia popped the hood and stepped up onto the bumper, covering her ear with one hand. She reached under the hood and ripped the batteries cords out and the alarm stopped. It had to be going for a good 15 seconds, there's no doubt more than a few infected would be attracted. Amelia glanced over at Arc, worried, still standing on the bumper.
Katy and Jessica ran out the front entrance of the store and stood a few feet from the entrance. Katy yelled over. "What the hell did youguys do?!" Several of the infected then shuffled out the front of the store toward them. Jessica fell backwards and Katy stepped infront of her, pulling her shotgun from her back scabbard; cocked it, then took fire, blasting both zombies away. Several more infected shuffled out of a nearby alleyway. They began to gather in several corners of the gas station. Every zombie in town seemed to have heard the alarm and was now heading their way.
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Post by Winters on Apr 10, 2011 18:47:05 GMT -5
Upon reaching the vehicle, Arc waited for everybody else to ready up, and than he walked to the back and unscrewed the gas tank. It took a matter of fifteen seconds to fill it up, but something was wrong when the began leaking from the bottom. The can was still half empty, meaning the tank already had enough gas in it. Not thinking about it much more, mainly because it didnt matter, Arc tossed the can in the back and than waited for Amelia to start the engine. When done so, however, the alarm went off, and that put Arc into a fit of rage when he seen the zombies instantly all looking toward them. This was the last thing he needed, giving himself away to the other survivors now. But it was enevitabel, nothing he could do about it now.
"Dammit! This is just bullsh*t!" Amelia could see how his eyes were glowing red, but obviously trying not to let Katy or Jessica see him. Pulling out his knife, Arc rushed toward a group of infected, and began hacking and slashing like a madman. Nothing too crazy, but ever now and than he would get a few kills. Mainly, the infected were attracting attention toward him, at least long enough for the others to get inside the jeep with the supplies.
Meanwhile, coming from the garage portion was a man in a thick camoflauged jacket, holding a hunting rifle and watching the survivors try to steal his jeep. The infected had been coming now, so he would shoot at the people and take back whats rightfully his. Screw them all. "Hey, get the hell out of my jeep!" Without waiting for a response, the man began shooting toward Amelia, but only hitting the side of the vehicle. The .22 bullets were barely scraping the thick plating, but one stray bullet wouldnt be good for her. Once one of the bullet hit the windshield, the man had to reload.
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Post by Caliber on Apr 10, 2011 19:02:32 GMT -5
Seeing the man shooting at her, Amelia dove for the side of the vehicle, pressing her back against one of the front tires. Before Amelia could even draw her weapon, Katy stood up from inside the vehicle with her pistol drawn and fired multiple bullets at the man, all of which hit him in the torso. He fell backwards onto the asphalt, his gun flying out of his hands.
"Come on!" Katy yelled to Amelia.
She quickly arose to her feet and jumped onto the hood of the car, reconnecting the battery. Climbing over the hood, she jumped into the drivers seat and engaged the ignition. Katy, still standing and now wielding her shotgun, fired round after round into multiple zombies running toward the vehicle. Amelia tried over and over to start the jeep, but it refused. "Damnit!" she yelled in frustration. She stood up in her seat, drew her machine pistol, and sprayed an entire magazine into the torsos of multiple zombies. She shoved her hand into her satchel and pulled out a fresh magazine, shoving it into the gun and dropping the old back in. "ARC!" she screamed, "Get the f**k over here, hurry!". Katy and Amelia continued firing at the surrounding zombies.
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Post by Winters on Apr 10, 2011 19:40:11 GMT -5
Seeing the man holding the rifle, Arc knew something was up. Quickly as it happened, however, he was taken care of. Dog eat dog world, it was kill or be killed, and right now, they needed that jeep. This side of the gas station pulled out onto the highway leading toward Raccoon City, Arc needed to at least get all of the infected out of the roadway, they were piling up too thick for the jeep to get through safely with four people inside. Slicing through corpses like they were butter, the blood matted onto his hands, but he did a good job at keep it away from his arm and the rest of his body for the most part.
Once Amelia had called him over to the jeep, Arc finished killed another three infected, and than called them over to him. This was the way they needed to go, before more infected piled in. There was a nice gap for the jeep to get through easily. "Turn around, come this way!" With the tired squeeling, the jeep drifted around, and than gunned it toward the gap Amelia seen was a perfect exit point. Running alongside the jeep as it drove away from the zombies, Arc did a little more than keep up, he raced it enough to jump inside. Once he was in, he breathed heavily, keeping his eyes closed and laying back, just resting himself. Still keeping his eyes closed however, Arc spoke out. "Check... Now where are going?"
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Post by Caliber on Apr 10, 2011 20:10:04 GMT -5
Amelia pulled out onto the highway and began to pick up speed. Katy was breathing heavily in the passenger's seat. Amelia sat driving with a serious face as long as she could before she burst into laughter, not being able to help herself any longer. Through her laughter, she managed to squeeze out a few words.
"Looks like my new little sister is a bad ass."
The rest of the group began to chuckle along with her. Once the laughter stopped, Amelia looked around over to Arc and slapped him on the knee playfully, continuing to steer with one hand. "Good job, tough guy." she said, laughing.
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Post by Winters on Apr 10, 2011 20:28:46 GMT -5
Listening to the vehicle speeding, Arc knew they were on the highway. Still, his eyes remained closed, and he acted very calm. Nobody in the jeep knew that he had changed again, aside from Amelia most likely. This was good, he would rather not share his secret with the other two, even if they could be trusted. It changed opinions about him, and in the long run, made things worse. However, Amelia had reassured him that things were good, that he good a good job, and friendly pat his knee. The second her hand came in contact with his leg, Arcs eyes opened up, they were just a normal hue now. But when his eyes did open, he lunged forward, grabbing the wheel and turning it sharply. "Look out!"
A car was parked in the middle of the road, and a man standing outside waving his arms. The jeep slid sideways into a stop, and since nobody had their seat belts on, everybody in the vehicle flung with the momentum. Nobody had fell out of the jeep, thankfully, but it was enough for Jessica to hit her head on the bars at her side. "Thank god you stopped! My car is out of gas, and my daughter is hurt in the backseat. Do you guys have any medical supplies, or any spare gas we could have? Ill give you whatever I have, please..." Jessica was fine, just a minor bump. She was more than willing to help the man, but wanted to keep her mouth closed, and wait for somebody else to make the choice. Arc could care less, so long as it didnt put them too far out of their way, he didnt care what they did.
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Post by Caliber on Apr 10, 2011 21:12:43 GMT -5
Something seemed suspicious about the man to Amelia. People don't just conveniently park in the middle of the road with an injured little girl. Amelia whispered to the group.
"Careful, this could be a trap. Stay inside the car."
Amelia made eye contact with Arc and did a quick head nod before opening the car door and stepping out of the vehicle. The car was parked so that the passenger's side of the car couldn't be seen. Amelia walked toward the man that had called out to them, keeping her hand on her collapsible baton. She stopped roughly 4 feet away from the man.
"I'm a doctor, what's wrong with her?" Amelia asked suspiciously. "Please, she's only six. We're all alone. She was bitten by a zombie in her lower leg. We just want something to ease the pain, please, just some painkillers or something!"
Amelia started to believe the man. He sounded sincere and had began tearing up, which is hard to fake. The man didn't look like the type that would be a good actor. Then again, most highwaymen don't. She approached the door to the back seat on the passenger side and looked in, catiously. A three-and-a-half foot long, human-shaped figure lay in the backseat, completely covered by a rugged old blanket. Amelia opened the car door and reached inside, lifting the front of the blanked away from what looked like the girl's head. Once lifted away, several bunched up blankets and a pillow was revealed. It was a decoy.
Just then, Amelia was grabbed by the neck and left arm and felt the cold metal from the barrel of a gun against the side of her head. Amelia, facing away from the group's jeep, saw several men with shotguns and assault rifles hop up from behind the car. "I knew it," Amelia said silently to herself.
The man holding the gun to Amelia's head called out to the jeep. "Come on, ladies. You two get out of the car or I blow your friend's brains out." They hadn't seen Arc in the back, since he was slouching so low. Katy and Jessica stepped out of the car. Katy put her hands in the air, but there was something wrong with Jessica. She had raised one hand to her head, feeling where she hit it. She looked dizzy, then fell to the concrete, unconcious. The same man spoke out once again, "I saw that one hit her head on the jeep when they stopped, drag her over here". One of the men with a shotgun walked over to Jessica's body and reached down to grab her leg. Jessica's eyes immediately sprung open and she lifted her leg into the air with great momentum and kicked the man in the groin and he fell to his knees. Before the man holding the gun to Amelia's head could say a word, Arc took fire, launching a bullet into the man's skull. Jessica pulled her pistol from her belt and pressed it against the man with the shotgun's forehead, firing and killing him. Amelia ripped her collapsible baton out from behind her and extended it, slamming it into the side of another man's head. 3 men remained standing. Amelia quickly dove to the ground beside the car blocking the highway before any of the men could shoot at her. Katy took the shotgun from her scabbard and fired a round into the closet man, blowing him away.
The remaining two men began firing, equiped with shotguns, took aim.
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Post by Winters on Apr 10, 2011 21:40:17 GMT -5
From the look Amelia gave him Arc clearly listened, and stayed in the vehicle, read to do some drastic had this been a trap. Everything had been going great for the time behind, but just at the last second, the man grabbed Amelia and held her hostage. Then, the jeep was ambushed by several other people all holding guns. This was a classic, and Arc actually couldnt help but laugh on the inside at how easily it worked. It would work for very long, however. When the two girls were ordered out of the vehicle, Jessica lay her Beretta onto the seat before leaving. Arc made sure he kept low and out of sight, somebody needed to cover backup here in the situation. It wasnt until Jessica fell out of the vehicle that Arc snatched her Beretta, and readied himself.
The second the man holding Amelia stuck his head out, even just for a split second, Arc dove out from the jeep and fired a single bullet, killing the man instantly. As he done so, Arc ran past Jessica, putting the gun back into her holster and began running toward the two remaining men standing on top of the vehicle. Their shotgun pumps went off, but Arc had already ran around to the other side. Dipping back around, he rammed his shoulder into the side of the car, knocking the two men off and onto the ground, their shotguns landing away from them. In the next moment, the blade of Arcs knife slit into one mans neck, as he picked the other man up with one arm, holding him by the neck, staring at him with a demonic look on his face and red glowing eyes he couldnt from. The man looked terrified, scared for his life, begging for Arc to just let him go.
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Post by Caliber on Apr 10, 2011 23:26:27 GMT -5
Amelia walked over to Arc, who now holding the man in the air, begging for his life. Amelia put her hand on Arc's shoulder and he dropped the man onto his feet. Amelia prompty pulled her fist backwards and threw a punch at the man, knocking him off his feet. She bent over and grabbed the man by his t-shirt. "Now, get the f**k out of the road and start running before I run your ass down. Come on, Arc." Amelia walked back over to the jeep and hopped in the driver's seat. Katy hopped in the passenger's seat and Jessica in the back.
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Post by Winters on Apr 11, 2011 0:49:22 GMT -5
"Please, take whatever you want! Guns, ammunition, just let me go!" Smiling to himself, Arc held his grip firm, and had no intentions on letting the man go. Squeezing his neck a big tighter, Arc slammed the man onto the pavement, and then took out his knife. Driving the blade into the mans neck, he pulled out out, and than licked both sides of it clean. The redness of his eyes grew even more saturated, and Arc smiled in delight, watching the man as he bled to death on the road. This was more than enough to fuel him for, it felt so great to just give into ones cravings. Than, he felt a hand on his should, and jerked his head to face whoever it was with his glowing red eyes...
Looking at Amelia, who looked at him, wanting him to let the man go, Arc looked back into his eyes, but seen that he was actually still holding him up in the air. The thoughts of what he was going to do to him were so intense that it took over reality, it was just a fantasy. Shocked that it wasnt actually what happened, Arc let the man go, but quickly turned away from the scene and moved toward the car parked in the middle of the road. Amelia went back to the keep, and told the other two to just get in the back, to leave Arc on his own.
Finally coming back to reality, Arc looked at Amelia sitting in the jeep with the others. But something was wrong, his heart was beating too fast, and he couldnt calm down. Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, nothing was calming him down this time, and it was actually starting to scare him. Just as the other three had been getting inside the jeep, Arc collapsed onto the ground, tightly closing his eyes and holding his arm. It had been in pain, more pain then he ever felt since the incident. It felt as if something was inside of his muscle, trying to break free. "Amelia... I.. Think im...... Mutating!"
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