Sprayfire

Chapter XI - Onslaught of Outcasts

(NOTE: Before Mitchel said "Alpha - Bravo; you all know what to do!", Bravo moved to the temple entrance (they haven't entered) to get a better view of what's going on, and so that backup will be nearer - just in case. This took place when Craze and Jaydee were downstairs, dealing with the overflowing blood; scene was not specified/indicated.)

The figure atop the balcony, sat down on a throne made of iron bars, steel swords, and human bones - watching us fight, as if we were in a gladiator match - oh wait, we technically are...

"Prepare yourselves, 'heroes'.", the figure spoke sarcastically. "This is only the first of many waves coming at you.", the figure added, as he threw in a maniacal laugh.

We were visibly outnumbered. We started to have doubts on whether or not we brought enough ammo, or have we prepared enough for this - or not. Whatever it seemed like, we just ignored it.

"Alpha, forward!", said Fiona, as we all rushed forward with her. "Bravo, get ready!", said Mitchel, as Bravo readied their weapons.

The figure screamed and pointed in our direction, which, in turn, alerted the zombies and prompted them to attack. At this point, both sides were charging at one another. A few minutes later, chaos started to break loose. Severed arms, legs, and other bodyparts - were scattered all on the floor. We could see the combination of the zombies' blood, and our blood - gradually painting the floor. It was very morbid, yes - but we had to hold it together. As I was fighting a couple of zombies, I heard someone scream. I turned around and saw Jaydee struggling to fight a zombie pair. I ran across the room, taking in a few scratches and blows. I then pulled out my knife, and stabbed both zombies in the back - slashing their guts open afterwards, finishing them off with a stab to the head to ensure their deaths. I gripped Jaydee's hand, pulled him up and got back in our massive mosh pit. We were starting to lose - we needed some help, soon...

"I don't freaking know what's going on, but I blame the guy in the balcony for all of this!", someone screamed, as a figure dashed into the temple and jumped up into the air. "This one's for you guys!!!", it spoke, as it pulled out a chainsaw and revved it up, as the figure fell back down to the ground.

We could hear the sound of zombie bodyparts being split in half by that chainsaw. Everyone started to think - who is that person anyway! But that wasn't the time for thinking just yet - we had a massive horde to deal with. Eventually, we finished off the last of them.

"Very well done, soldiers.", said the figure. "You may rest for a little while. I think it's fair that I let you regain your strength - since you're about to die!", the figure screamed, as he uttered a maniacal laugh at the end.

As the shadowy figure at the balcony finished laughing, the shadowy, hooded figure approached us.

"Sup guys.", she spoke. "It's me, Bayonette.", she said, as she removed her hood and shook our hands.

"Wait, who is she supposed to be?!", I curiously asked.

"She's Bayonette - a freedom fighter I used to work with back when we were rebels.", Fiona spoke. "Sup dawg, how's it been?", she said, as she gave Bayonette a hug.