Sky High
"You heard him!" Jordon says as he walks out the plane with the mini gun, "I hope you know what you're doing Bomb." "Oh I do sir" Andrew chuckles. Andrew walks to the wings of the plane and starts messing with the engines. "Go on and assist them, I'll stay with the President" Sky tells me. "Alright," I nod my head at the president, "Mr. President." I step out the plane and pull out my hand gun. Alright, let's do this.
The walkers are getting closer and closer. Damn they just keep coming! I feel like we've just killed an entire country! The gunshots must be drawing their attention. Those damn Oozers are ugly. I'm trying to keep them as far away as possible, don't want any of that acid getting on me. "AHH!!! HOLY SHIT IT BURNS!!!" I quickly turn my head and see a horrific sight... One of the Oozers spit acid on one of the Commandos... "Butch!!!" Garcia yells as we watch his teammate and friend melt and turn into a pile of goo. "Oh god..." I try to keep from vomiting. That was horrible... As soon as that acid came into contact with his skin, he just turned to jelly... And the smell... It smells like burning rotten flesh... Oh god... I wouldn't wish that upon my worst enemy... "Butch!!!" Garcia is on his knees, grieving the loss of his friend. I guess he does have a heart. I probably judged him too soon.
I walk over to Garcia and bend down next to him, "I'm so sorry for your loss..." "He was my friend..." I look at him staring at the pile of goop that once was Butch. "We went into training together. We were assigned into Division 1 together. He was like a brother to me." I rub his shoulder trying to comfort him, "I'm sure he was a good man" "What do you know?! You didn't even know him!" There's the Garcia I know. "If it wasn't for your whole damn team being inside the plane to meet the President, Butch would still be alive!" He barks at me. "Hey I had nothing to do with half my team going in the plane! I was just following orders!" I bark back. "Well why don't you follow my orders and follow Butch!!!" He points his weapon at me. "Hey take it easy there!" I raise my hands up, "We're on the same team here!" "You think I give a fuck about you and the rest of your Division? I couldn't care less if you or your stupid brother got turned into one of those things! I can kill you right now and the rest of your team and tell HQ you got turned!" Can you believe this guy? I tried to be nice to this asshole! "Sir we need your help! They're getting closer!" one of the Commandos yelp. Garcia looks at me "You got lucky this time" He turns away and starts firing away. What a dick.
"I'm out!" Jordon yells, dropping the mini gun. "We're out too!" The Hazmat leader responds. Shit. We're running on fumes here. "Where's that damn chopper?" Jordon calls out to Sky. "Two minutes!" Sky shouts from the plane. Damn it's only been three minutes? It feels like an eternity has passed! "Bomb! How's your plan coming along?" Jordon shouts to Andrew. "Perfectly so far! Just give me a few more seconds!" Andrew replies. "We don't have much time!" "Almost there... and got it! I just need some Oozer acid!" "How are you gonna get acid without getting melted?!" I question. "Here! I have an empty acid canister!" I look over to see a Hazmat standing next to me with the canister in hand. "Use this, we'll just need some acid." "Thanks dude, where can we get some acid?" I question as I take the canister. "You can use Butch over there" He points to the pile of jelly. Oh god... I was hoping I didn't have to do this... "Do we really need the acid?" I ask. "Yes dude! Trust me!" Andrew replies. Ok... I can do this... I sneak over to Butch and scoop up some of him along with the acid. Ugh I'm gonna be sick... I walk over to Andrew and give him Butch. "Here..." "Thanks bro" He takes Butch "Now we just gotta wait till the chopper gets here. And speak of the Devil." As Andrew said that, three choppers can be seen in the distance. "This is it! Everyone get ready for evac!"
The choppers are finally overhead. They let down a ladder and Sky helps the President climb to the top. "Iguana! Bomb! Let's go!" Jordon orders. "Yes sir, Cap!" I start climbing the ladder, "Come on Andrew! Let's go!" "I'll meet you up there! I gotta wait till everyone's out of here!" What the hell is he doing? "Don't make me regret this Andrew!" "You won't! Trust me!" Ugh he better not get himself killed. Jordon and I climb to the chopper where Sky and the President are safe. I look down and see everyone has boarded their choppers and Andrew is adding the acid to the engine. After pouring it in he starts climbing the ladder like crazy "GO GO GO!!!" I can hear him yelling. "Punch it!!" I yell at the pilot. He takes off and Andrew climbs aboard. "What did you do?!" I demanded an answer. He replies with "3...2...1..." KA-BOOM!!! The plane explodes into a green mushroom cloud. "What the shit did you do out there, Bomb?! That was awesome!" Sky jumps up and down like an excited school girl. "Heh, I guess we did it huh?" Jordon puts his shoulder on me and Andrew, "When we get back, drinks are on me!" "Hell, you're gonna be broke tonight Cap! Cuz after today, I need a drink!" I joke. We all have a laugh. "Guess everything turned out fine" Sky says with a smile.
We all have a seat and enjoy the ride. "I'd like to thank you soldiers for assisting me in my time of need" "It was a pleasure Mr. President!" Jordon responds, "We would never let anything happen to yo-" Suddenly, the chopper shakes like something hit us. "What was that?" the President asks worryingly. "I have no ide-" Jordon gets cut off as some kind of mutated walker with wings tears off the chopper door. "What the fuck is that thing?!" I shout, "It must be a mutation from the explosion!" Andrew points out just before shooting it in the head. It lets out a painful screech as it falls out the chopper, grabbing Sky along with it. "SKY!" We all shout as she is pulled from the chopper and falls along with that monster. "LAND THIS THING NOW!"
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Code: Z.E.R.O. - The Outbreak
Science FictionThe time has come, the Zombie Apocalypse is here. The only way to stop it: A bullet through the head. Join Christian Irigoyen, aka Iguana, and his team as they take on the undead. Will their efforts be enough to put an end to this disease? Or will t...