Roleplay:Nightmare in Station Square

The Plot:
Something strange is going on, and it isn't good. Station Square is being overun by zombies, monsters, and other horrible creatures. To make matters worse, all communication with the outside world has ceased. To make matters even worse, all the heroes and anti-heroes' powers have become inactive! Who, or what, is behind it? Is the rest of the world gone, or is there hope to fight for? The remaining surviviors must band together and decide wether to find out what evil is behind this, or to fight their way out and never look back. One thing is for sure, death is NOT an option.

THIS ROLEPLAY IS ASK BEFORE JOINING. IF YOU WISH TO JOIN, PLEASE CONTACT ME ON MY TALK PAGE AND ASK. (you can get there by clicking this: talk )

ROLEPLAY STATUS: Active. Only characters that have NOT been introduced in Chapter 1 may take part in Chapter 2 (for now, anyway). If this changes, I will post.

The Story so far...
CHAPTER 1:

Something strange is going on. First, a weird, turquoise dome has covered the city. Second, Zombies are starting to run amok. And finally, everyone is finding out that their powers are no longer working. In addition, any magical items they have are no longer magical.

Near a set of appartments, Cutter saved Static from an untimely death. Then Crymson (and later Valencia) ran into Static (literally). In addition, Flame and Jad also end up meeting Static and Cutter at the appartment complex. With everyone asking questions, there's barely any time for answers as Zombies start attacking our heroes. However, just when it seems like the heroes are hopelessly out numbered, Frost lends a little sniper support and reduces the attacking zombies' number by half. And Cutter takes it upon himself to finish off the remaining Zombies.

Somewhere in the streets of town, Jack, Patricia, and Metal Patricia are also being chased by the Zombies. Burg also runs into them, but is just as quickly separated from them. The three eventually make their way to a park and find a few weapons to defend themselves from the Undead. After a short battle, they find a pink catelac (of all the colors, it had to be pink...) and use it as a means of transportation.

After lending his sniper support, Frost is set upon by a couple of Zombies. Using two grenades as an improvised booby trap, he quickly uses a cable to rappel down the side of the building as the room is engulfed in shrapnel. He then makes his way to a bus station, where Robin had just finished hot-wiring a city bus. As soon as Frost climbs aboard, Robin drives the bus to the appartment complex.

At a bowling alley about a mile away from the appartment complex, Monk, Puppet, and Aspen also encounter the Undead. After warning everyone inside the bowling alley about the new danger (it didn't take much more than a quick glance outside), the people baracaded the windows and doors. The three cats made their way to the roof and started firing at the zombies from the safety of the roof. Puppet launches an S.O.S into the air in the form of a firecracker. Unfortunatly, it draws unwanted attention from a new threat: Giant, Scalely, flying monsters. In the fight against this new threat, Aspen is injured and rendered unconcious. Puppet and Monk continue to man their post on the rooftop of the bowling alley. Puppet uses a small robot to scout out the perimiter, clawing any Zombie that the small 'minion' finds.

After the bus arrives at the appartment complex, everyone there (with the exception of Cutter) climbs aboard. In addition to Robin and Frost, Mimic and Crystaline are also onboard. After everyone climbs on, the bus departs to look for anymore survivors.

Cutter, on the other hand, had left just the appartment area as the bus was pulling in. He then notices Puppet's S.O.S. and decides to investigate. However, a few minutes, he eventually loses sight of the S.O.S. He then makes his way through the dark alley that he's in; his sight aided by his flashlight.

Burg finds himself lost in Station Square and decides that it would be best if he could aquire a means of transportation. He then takes a skateboard from a nearby store and rides it around town, looking for Jack, Patricia, and Metal Patricia; whom he was separated from earlier.

Rules
ANYONE WHO BREAKS THE RULES REPETEDLY WITHOUT ANY ATTEMPTS TO RECONCILE WILL BE KICKED OUT OF THE ROLEPLAY, AND THE ROLEPLAY ITSELF WILL LIKELY BE PUT ON HOLD.
 * 1) No Godmodding.
 * 2) No Changing the plot. (you may add suggetions if you want on the talk page.)
 * 3) No harassing other users in any way.
 * 4) No sexual content (Kissing, flirting, hugging are fine.)
 * 5) Try to use proper grammer whenever possible.
 * 6) I would prefer Story style writing in this roleplay, not Script.
 * 7) No more than 7 characters per user.
 * 8) In addition to rule #7, only up to three characters per user for each category (Heroes, Anti-Heroes, and Villains)
 * 9) Keep foul language to a minimum . The F word is strictly banned. If you use it at all, I will likely kick you out!
 * 10) Please build up your character's arrival (Ex. Nearby, an amorphous blob climbs out of a trash can.)
 * 11) Please avoid autohitting . Also, if you want another character that isn't yours to have a specific response to something, put it in and leave a note to tell the user that owns that character to make the edit as they see fit.
 * 12) Please remember that powers (such as pyrokinesis, magic, mind powers, ect.) are DISABLED shortly after the roleplay begins. Technology, skills (such as hand-to-hand combat), and weapons are still permitted.
 * 13) If you notice that someone hasn't made any edits for a while, please wait for them unless they ask otherwise.
 * 14) Make sure to keep up with all characters that you use. I don't want people to just add a character and then forget about them for the rest of the roleplay.
 * 15) Follow all standard SFW rules in addition to the roleplay's rules. Three strikes, and you're out.
 * 16) PLEASE HAVE FUN!!!!

[I will add more rules as needed.]

Users:
(If you want in, ask me on my talk page or wait for me to invite you.)
 * Frost the Wolf (The creator of this roleplay)
 * Flametfh
 * Spongebob100
 * Streamtheice
 * HS664
 * CrymsonShokwave
 * Kiramazing
 * Smash The Echidna
 * Monk the Cat
 * Lagoona the SeaFox
 * Shadowsic
 * SonShadSilv003

Heroes: (The characters that want to figure out who's behind all this...)
(add your characters here)
 * Static the Cat (Frost)
 * Robin Owsparr (Frost)
 * Crystaline the Wolf (Frost)
 * Honoo "Flame" The Pyrofox(Flame)
 * Occulus Rayz(Flame)
 * Jadelk "Jad" The Wolverine(Flame)
 * Jack the Hedgehog (Spongebob100)
 * Patricia the Skunk (Spongebob100)
 * Metal Patricia (Spongebob100)
 * Nova The Tech Savvy(Streamtheice)
 * Sapphire "Saph" The Fox (Streamtheice)
 * Turbo the Chaos Hedgedragon(HS664)
 * Crymson the Cat (CrymsonShokwave)
 * Burg the Hedgefox (CrymsonShokwave)
 * Monk the Cat (Monk)
 * Aspen the Cat (Monk)
 * Puppet the Cat (Monk)
 * Lagoona Blue the SeaFox (Lagoona)
 * Nessie Loch the SeaCat (Lagoona)
 * Scyller Messia the SeaDog (Lagoona)
 * Virus EX (Shadowsic)

Anti-Heroes: (The characters who don't really care who's behind the zombie outbreak. Most of them just want to escape alive, and never look back.)

 * Frost the Wolf (Frost)
 * Zoravar "Twilight" Hallstrom (Frost)
 * Mimic the Mockingbird (Frost)
 * Zarex The Hyenhog (Flame)
 * Valencia the Vampire Werefox (Kiramazing)
 * Cutter The Echidna (STE) [May move on to Hero depending on how the plot advances.]
 * Toralei Stripe the WereCat (Lagoona)
 * Meowlody Stripe the WereCat (Lagoona)
 * Purrrsephone Stripe the WereCat (Lagoona)
 * Katherine Bloodson (Monk)
 * Marrow the Raccoon (Monk)
 * Tobias "Psyche" the Serval (Monk)
 * Fotiagos Imperium (S3)

(add your characters here)

===Villains: (They are either trying to control the monsters and zombies, or they are working against the heroes somehow. They can also just be anyone who just wants to destroy everything in their path...)=== (ASK me before adding a villain. In order to avoid villains changing the Plot, please ask me on my talk page which villain you plan to use and what their goal is.)
 * Dr. Xavior E. Archer [Main Villain: Creator of the Zombies] (Frost)
 * Zombies (Any user can control them.)
 * Monsters (Any user can control them.)
 * Dr. EggPlankton (Spongebob100)
 * Layla the FoxSkunk (Spongebob100)
 * Dr. Van Helscream (Lagoona)

Discussion: (this is NOT part of the roleplay itself.)
[Frost: OKAY! We're almost ready for Chapter two! I'll look over it to see if there are any plot holes that need to be taken care of. If any of you notice any, let me know. After I check it over, we'll discuss how to proceed with the second chapter.]

[Frost: Okay, chapter one seems good to me. Now, as for starting chapter two, I think this chapter should open up in another part of town and involve primarily the characters that have yet to be introduced (Such as Zarex, Zorovar, Virus EX, Lagoona, etc.]

[That sounds like a good idea to me. :)  ~Kira]

[Monk: to SpongeBob 101: you are only supposed to have up to three characters per category]

(Spongebob100: Sorry, but I don't know which Anti Hero of mine to choose. Just please don't tell Crymson. I just like to be in this Roleplay.)

[Monk: Where is Crystaline's chao?]

[Frost: I was going to say invisible, but I guess that would contradict the "no-power" rule. Hmm. I guess we could say that Ebony was napping in Crystaline's bag (which I'll add in quickly.)]

[Frost: TO EVERYONE PARTICIPATING IN CHAPTER TWO: Chapter two takes place at about the same time as Chapter one.]

Prologue:
[Location: Station Square; Hidden research lab located within the tallest building in Station Square, Station Spires. Time: Approx. 8:00 P.M. Weather: Heavy rain and thunderstorm.]

Station Spires was a pair of buildings that towered over Station Square. The two buildings were connected by a pair of bridges between them, several thousand feet off the ground. Deep within one of the towers was a secret research lab. In the lab, machinery was knocked over, papers were scattered everywhere, and blood and some corpses could be seen all over the room.

A wounded, white mobian otter with black streaks was wearing a blood stained lab coat, sitting unconscious against one of the knocked over machines. Under his lab coat, he was wearing a dark grey sweater with a lot of blood on it. Like his coat and sweater, his dark grey pants had blood stained on the left leg. Oddly, his black and shiny leather shoes were untouched by the blood.

His dark blue eyes fluttered opened and he groaned. Looking over at his left arm, he noticed that it was gone from the elbow down. The wound was wrapped with bloodstained bandages to stop the bleeding. Oddly, he felt very numb. He looked around at the completely demolished room. The only light was coming in from the windows as lightning flashed out side.

Suddenly, he remembered everything that had happened. Quickly, he scrammbled to his feet and tried to make his way to a nearby elevator. He stumbled a few times, either from the numbness or from his haste. He soon reached the elevator and pushed a button on the control panel. The elevator lurched for a moment, knocking the one-armed otter to the ground. When the elevator started moving, he managed to pull himself up.


 * "I hope I'm not too late." He said in a slight german accent. "I didn't anticipate his strength. I have to hurry. It may be too late for the city, but I might have a chance to stop this from spreading to the rest of the vorld."

The elevator came to a halt, again lurching. The doctor, however, had braced himself for the sudden stop. As the doors opened, he stumbled out into the room. It looked to be an office of some sort. He quickly tried to turn on the light switch to his left with his left hand. When he didn't feel the familiar sensation of hitting a light switch, he quickly remembered that his arm was gone. He then quickly turns on the switch with his right hand, flooding the room with light as the switch is flicked.

The left wall of the room was made entirely out of windows, giving a blured, but spectacular view of the city through the rain droplets on the outside of the glass. At the far end of the room was a large, semi-circular desk that was facing the elevator. A computer terminal was on the desk, along with documents and papers that were neatly orgainized all along the desk. To the right side of the room were a couple of comfortable looking chairs and a small, glass coffee table. Mounted on the wall was a large, flat-screened television.

The white otter hurried across the room, a few drops of blood landed on the persian rug under his feet. He soon made it to the computer teminal on the desk and typed a few things in. After a few seconds of typing, a confirmation sound was heard. The injured scientist then looked at a framed picture to the right of the computer. It was a picture of two mobians: the injured otter himself (though he looked a little younger and wasn't missing an arm in the photograph), and a yonger looking otter with reddish brown fur, blue streaks, and deep blue eyes like the doctor's . Both characters in the picture were smiling at the camera.The white otter looked at the photograph with sadness in his eyes.


 * "I'm sorry, Zoren. My dear brother." He said quietly. "I vas so close."

Without warning, a sound was heard from above. It sounded like a machine powering up and then discharging something. He looked out the window and saw a large, clearish turquoise glowing ray of energy expand across the city. The ray curved as it approached the outer edge of Station Square. In less than a minute, the entire city was enveloped in a turquoise colored field of energy. However, all of the lights across the city began to go out. Soon, the only two buildings with the lights still on were the towers of Station Spires.

The rain had stopped abruptly because it could not penetrate the energy dome. However, as the lightning flashed across the sky, the sound of thunder could clearly be heard by anyone in the city. The doctor sighed and made his way back to his desk. He looked at the photograph of himself and his younger brother for several moments. Then he looked at the computer. With his right arm, he typed several commands into the terminal.

A large screen lowered down from the ceiling, displaying several camera images showing different parts of the city. One of the images could clearly show a few zombies limping across the street. Another could show an empty street in which a few pieces of newspaper were being blown about. However, the injured scientist was looking at a camera feed of a lone zombie moving around, not by will, but by instinct. The zombie looked almost exactly like Zoren, with the exception that its eyes were glowing a bright orange color.

A few tears fell onto the white otter's blood-stained lab coat. He felt nothing could be done about this now. He sat at his desk, watching the video screens in silence. On the desk, there was a plaque which read in big, bold letters: Dr. Xavior E. Archer.

Chapter 1: The Nightmare Begins...
[Location: Downtown of Station Square. Time: about 8:00P.M. Weather: from stormy to strange.]

Cutter, a lone bounty hunter echidna, had just returned home to his apartment not long before the barrier formed around the city. He was drenched from the rain, and hung up his raincoat before going to find a towel to dry himself off. As soon as he finished drying his hair, everything went dark. "What the--" He shuffled around his pockets, and soon flicked on a flashlight. ''Looks like a power outage. ''He thought to himself. ''That storm is stronger than it sounded. ''He began to walk around his home, lighting candles around in every room.

It was then when he noticed something strange. He couldn't hear the rain anymore. Puzzled, he opened the front door, and saw that the rain had stopped. ''So it knocks out the power and leaves, huh? Pfft. Tha''-- His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a bright flash and loud crash of thunder. It sounded like the storm was still right over the city. This only confused him further. He stepped outside, and leaned over the balconey to look up at the sky. "What in the..." He clearly could see the sky and the clouds, but something was between them and the city. A large, turquoise field of energy spread across the sky; how far it reached was anyone's guess. He couldn't see the end of it. But what he could see was a slight ripple in several places. The rain hadn't stopped; It couldn't pass this barrier.

Cutter couldn't imagine what the purpose of this could possibly be. But he had an awfully bad feeling that it would cause something worse than a power outage.

Meanwhile, across the street, an orange cat wearing a blue and gold jacket and white shirt was sound asleep; leaning against his chair as he sat at a table in front of a closed restaurant. A large, open umbrella was sticking up from the center of the table, keeping the sleeping cat dry. He had fallen asleep during the rain storm, and seemed to be unaware of the large field of energy covering the sky.

At the end of the street, something limped out of a dark alley. It was dressed as a police officer, complete with handcuffs, gun, baton, and radio. The uniform, however, was torn in multiple places and had blood stained on a large majority of it. It seemed to groan as it limped down the street, heading towards Cutter and the orange cat.

Cutter surveyed the area, curious to know if anyone else had witnessed the strange weather. He saw a cat lying limp in a chair, in a manner that suggested that he was asleep. There was no one else in the area, at least he didn't see anyone...until he saw a figure in a police uniform limping out of the shadows. Someone's been hurt? He was somewhat alarmed by this, especially since it seemed to be heading toward the sleeping person. Cutter hurried down the stairs and rushed across the street. As he got closer, he began to hear the moans and groans from the officer. As he stood a good distance between the cat and the limping man, he noticed something horribly wrong about him, which made his face twist in horror.

It was a zombie with glowing orange eyes. His torso was ripped, exposing some flesh and even bone. As the zombie approached, he let out a loud cry of some sort; it sounded like a cross between a moan and a roar. The cat opened his eyes at the noise, startled at what he saw. "Wha-? YIKES!" He leaned far back into his chair in suprise. So far, in fact, that the chair toppled over backwards; and the cat with it. Meanwhile, the zombie charged at Cutter, arms flailing menacingly.

Cutter drew his weapon; a long, wooden spear with a short blade, and swept the zombie off it's feet. He rose his spear, and lashed down at it with lethal speed and force.

Elsewhere in the city, An orange hedgehog named Jack, a female skunk named Patricia & a female skunk robot of Patricia named Metal Patricia are walking together, until they noticed something is wrong about this place "What the heck happened here?" Said Jack. "I have no idea" answered Patricia. Metal Patricia added "Me neither." The three looked around to see no one is here. "Where is everybody?" asked Patricia looking worried. "Man, this place is deserted" Said Jack taking notice of the surroundings & then he spoke "Hmm, come on let's go." Then Jack tries to use super speed, but ends up tripping himself falling flat on his face. "Ow! Must be jet leg or something." Said Jack as he tries it again, but falls flat again. "I have a bad feeling about this." Said Patricia. "I had that feeling as well." Said Metal Patricia. Jack gets up & says "Aw man, I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it one bit."

"Come on....come ON!!!!" A female voice roared. A black female cat was running quickly through the streets of the town. Crymson, much to no avail, tried to bring out her powers of blue fire to eradicate a zombie trudging behind her. But each time she tried to summon up enough flames, it extinguished quickly. "ARGH!!!! WHY WON'T THIS WORK!!!!" She shouted, furiously.

In an area near the black cat, a white-and-black furred fox was walking and looking around. "It's starting to get pretty dark out here." She says to herself. She sighs. "It's extremely lucky that I can make my own light." Valencia holds her hand palm-up and attempts to create a ball of light, ending in failure. "What?" She tries again, with the same result. "This can't be right. No photokinesis? B-but the n-night is evil!" She begins to stutter.

Walking along the sidewalk, a snow white and blue hedgefox wearing cold attire was surveying the town. "Wow, it sure is quiet here. Where is everybody?" As soon as he made a few more steps, he came across Crymson who seem to have darted right past him. "Huh? What's with her?" He turned to the opposite direction and saw a zombie flailing to his direction. "What the-? What is that thing?" He stood there in dismay as the zombie started to come after him. "Grrr, better finish him off quick." His hand formed a huge ice spike. But once he's about to attack, the ice spike shattered. "What!? How can this happened!!!!" He stood in fear as the zombie is just feet away from his death.

A short red Pyrofox and a Brown wolverine are looking around, The Pyrofox looks around "This is so weird, I can't use my magic" he keeps trying to make a flame but only small sparks come out. The wolverine looks around alert "I have a feeling something is going to happen, and its definately not good..." A zombie comes limping towards them. Flame (The pyrofox) Yelled "Ahh! What in blazes is that?" Jad (The wolverine) yells as well, "How am I supposed to know?! You're the smart one, aren't you?!"

Flame yells "I think we should run!" He tries to fly but can't "What the?!" The Zombie edges towards him, Jad grabs him and runs off "Run now, worry later!" While running he runs up to the pavement and trips, Headbutting the zombie that is infront of the Hedgefox, He lets go of Flame and flings him into the Zombie, After getting up and dusting himself off flame sighs "I felt like i just headbut something..." He rubs his head.

Cutter stepped forward, and stared down at the zombie he had just slain. This zombie resembled a man he once knew. Recognizing the corpse made him fear the worst. He then turned around and looked at the cat, "You alright back there?" He asked.

The orange cat got up and dusted himself off. "Yeah, thanks. What the heck is happening?" He looks up at the sky, seeing the turquoise energy field above the city. "Well, there's something you don't see everyday..."

Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia notices a zombie & Patricia screamed "EEK!". Then Patricia tries to use her magic, but ends up in failure. Patricia says "What the? What happened?". Then Patricia tries to use Iron Tail by coating it with energy, but still the energy from her tail died down, meaning that move failed too. Patricia gasps & says "Oh no! My powers didn't work, that hasn't happened before." "Then I guess that leaves with RUN!!!" Said Jack, not before running for their lives from a Zombie with Jack running in normal speed.

In an instant, the white and blue hedgefox, name Burg, came running beside them. "Huh? Wait, you're running from the zombie, too?" He was running so fast that he was able to catch up to Jack and Patricia.

"Yes cause our powers didn't work. I've lost my super speed & I have no choice but to run in normal speed" Said Jack. "I've lost my magic powers, now I'm powerless to stop a zombie." Said Patricia.

Burg was surprised that Jack and Patricia has lost their powers too. "Wow, how ironic. My ice powers won't commence. Something's definetly wrong." He continued running along with them.

Crymson was still running, but with her eyes closed, away from the zombies until she bumped into someone and fell. She had just ran into the orange cat that Cutter was talking to. "Owch, what in the wo-!" When she looked up, she saw that the orange cat was someone she recognized: Static. "STATIC!!!" Her face beamed a huge grin.

Cutter rose an eyebrow, and walked over to the two. "You should watch where you're going." He warned.

Static was suprised, but happy to see Crymson. "Crymson? What are you doing here? Do you have any idea what's going on?" He and Crymson get up off the ground. For now, no zombies can be seen.

Flame and jad were running rather fast, Though Flame had trouble keeping up, They kept running Flame was breathing heavily "I...Hate running, Why can't I fly?" Jad shrugs "I dont know..." he looks ahead and sees Crymson and Static "Hey isn't that..." Flame suddenly runs a little faster "Thats Crymson and Static... They may have an idea about what is going on..." They stop right infront of them. Flame is panting, After running for so long, Jad speaks up "Hey...Do you have any idea whats going on? We just got attacked by a Zombie-Like person..."

"Flame!!! Jad!!!" Crymson got up and saw two more familiar faces. "Boy, am I glad to see you two." Then she changed the subject. "Actually, I have no sudden clue of what's going on here. But I don't know why these zombies are lurking around."

Flame stopped panting for air "I really need to stop cutting P.E" He scratches the back of his head "I wouldn't call these zombies... Afterall the concept of Zombies is impossible due to the complexity of the brain and also most of the brain is poisonous, and also a disease that takes over the mind is impossible without creating genetics, Which is thousands of years worth of technology ahead of us..." He stops "I'm going to stop reading those Biology books, Anyway, Have your powers stopped working? I can't seem to use my magic and I'm unable to fly."

Jad interrupts "Yeah, And I cant use my 'Secret' Powers" Flame sighs "You have 'Secret' Powers? I thought you were talented" Flame laughs.

Suddenly, a group of about seven zombies comes around the corner toward Static, Cutter, Flame, Crymson, and Jad. All their outfits were different, ranging from work uniforms to civilian clothing. However, all contained the same glowing orange eyes and badly injured, blood stained bodies. They were running at a rather slow pace, but were menacing looking non the less.

Static goes in front of the group, "I got this!" He twitches his arms, and his arms become electrified. The electricity gives off a blue glow as the electric currents move up and down his arms. However, before he can do anything, his electricity goes out. Horrified, Static attempts to re-activate his electrokinesis, only to fail. "Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no! This can't be happening!"

From a distance, the white-and-black fox is running from another zombie. "The nighttime is EEEEVIIL!!" She screams with a terrified facial expression. Not looking where she's going, she runs right into Static. "Oof!" She falls onto the ground.

Static is also knocked down, "Ow!" He looks at the person who ran into him. "Could you please watch where you-" He was interupted by a screaming sound coming from the group of zombies coming toward them. Static helps the white-and-black fox to her feet. "Nevermind, just stay close." He quickly grabs the dead zombie policeman's gun and hands it to the white-and-black fox. "Here, use this. Just watch where you shoot." He looks back at the zombie's start to close in. "I can't believe I don't have my powers. Of all the times my powers won't work, it had to be during a zombie apocolypse!?"

"We may not have our powers. But we can not forget our melee attacks!" Crymson brought out her rod from her back pocket. She twirl it several times and it extended into a staff, which Crymson got into her Way of the Staff stance. "Alright, time to dance." She beamed a determined grin.

Static didn't look convinced. "I don't think I want to get close to those things." He pulls out a small rod with a strange orb on the end. With a flick of his wrist, the rod extends into a long whip; with the orb at the tip of it. "Good thing I have this."

Flame sighs "If powers don't work, I'm unable to conjure my weapon, Afterall is made of Energy" He picks up a Plant of wood of the floor and a shard of metal, After a few clanks and Whirs he creates a Make-Shift sword "I suppose this will do"

Jad attaches claws to his Gloves, And pulls a guitar out "Come get me Zombies!"

On Cutter's side, upon seeing the zombies approaching, he was beginning to look horrified as he began to realize just what was happening after recognizing yet another one in the group of braindead people. He drew another weapon; a long, steel blade in the shape of a boomerang, and threw it at the zombies. It successfully incapitated the front row, and left the second to trip over them. After catching the weapon on it's return, he finished them off with his spear.

More zombies came at the group from behind, some human while others mobian. There were about 20 of them charging at the survivors, screaming menacingly and flailing thier arms around. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and one of the zombie's head was penetrated with a bullet, destroying it. Several more shots echoed through the streets, dropping a zombie with each one. Some of the survivors looked around for the source of the firing, but couldn't detect it's origin.

Cutter looked back over toward a building, about a block down from them. From the distance he stood, he couldn't tell where exactly the gunshots came from at first, but his senses brought him to look in that direction. He soon noticed an open window, and a tiny flash of light reflecting off of a metallic object, and a shadowy figure behind it. Although thankful for the help, he didn't trust anyone he couldn't see with a gun. He twirled his spear around behind him, and prepared to finish off the last ten zombies.

Inside, a gray wolf was aiming out of a 8th story window with a sniper rifle. The wolf was wearing a black jacket with a dark gray shirt on underneath, a black harness, dark gray pants, black boots, black gloves and a ragged scarf with an odd insignea on it. As he aimed down his rifle's scope, he continued to kill the zombies with incredible efficency and accuracy. When he finished his clip, he had reduced the zombie group down to just ten undead creatures.

He spoke with a foreign accent into a radio that was lying next to him, "Robin, is it almost ready?"

After some static, the radio spoke, "Almost, Frost. Hot-wiring city busses isn't necessarily one of my specialties. A few more seconds. And..." the sound of an engine starting can be heard over the radio. "Got it! We're ready to go! Get over to the bus ASAP."

Frost puts the sniper rifle on his back, "Da. I'm on my way." As he said this, he heard a few zombie coming up the stairs behind him. He quickly ties a cable around a pipe sticking out of the wall, and jumps out the window and starts rappeling down the wall. Back in the room, the zombies enter. The first zombie trips a string, which pulls the pin out of two grenades. A moment later, the room and zombies are engulfed in an explosion of shrapnel. Frost lands on the street as the room exploded. He breifly looks back at the room, then starts sprinting down the street towards the bus station.

Cutter stood in front of the pile of lifeless corpses, leaning on his spear driven into the grass by the sidewalk for support. He was out of breath from fighting off so many on his own. He had gone out of his way to taking on a whole wave without the others. He was beginning to wonder if that was such a good idea now; He was used to fighting one-on-one, not large groups. But for now, the coast was clear. Suddenly, he heard a loud boom that made him jump. Looking back towards the building from before, he saw smoke coming from  a certain portion of it, and a figure fleeing the scene. ''Bah! Is now really the time to be committing arson!?'' He complained in his mind. I swear, criminals these days...

Static looked at Cutter; he had taken down the remaining zombies before any of the other could do anything. ''Huh. He's good. He thought. Kinda wish he'd let us help though. ''Static was about to ask him his name, but was distracted by a loud explosion. He looked back and saw that there was smoke coming out of the windows. At ground level, he could see someone running off. "Well, nice time for an explosion." He said sarcastically. "I wonder who that was..."

Crymson put more corpse on the pile of other dead bodies. "Ugh, remind me to take a shower after this is done for." She brushed the dirt off her arms as she looked at Static. "This is very bizarre to find zombies out of nowhere here. But why would they come out unexpectidly?" Crymson pndered for a moment.

"I don't know." Static said. "But something tells me were going to find out."

Meanwhile, at a bus station; there was a bus with the engine running and headlights on. Frost ran up to the bus and climbed in, the door closing behind him. He looks around the bus. There were about 10 seats in either row, with the back row being one large seat. The seat in the back had a few weapons and boxes of ammunition on it. In the second seat from the front on the driver's side; there was a black mockingbird wearing a green and black fidora, and a pair of black and green shoes. His gloves were white, except for a silver line running up along the side of each glove from the wrist to the tip of each pinkie finger. The mockingbird appeared to be asleep.

Sitting next to him was a young, white wolf. She was wearing a dark gray and light green dress, dark gray boots, white gloves, a light green scarf, and a matching green bow over her left ear. Her white "hair" came down to her shoulders. The most intersting features, however, were her eyes. They where pure white where the pupils should be, but her irises-- which usually glowed a bright green-- were now dimmly glowing. She looks very worried.

In her lap was a light green and gray bookbag. There was a small and purple ghost chao taking a nap in it, with only it's head sticking out. The young wolf strokes the chao's head gently, taking a small amount of comfort with each stroke.

Frost sat in the seat across from her, and looked at the person in the dirver seat. "Ready, Robin." he said. "Let's go."

The person in the driver seat looked at him. "Okay. Heading to the appartment complex now." She starts maneuvering the bus out of the station and driving toward the group that Frost had provided sniper support for earlier. She was wearing a pair of black boots with a white strip on each side, black pants, and a black hoodie with white sleeves and hood. The hood was pulled up over her helmet. Her purple face visor was opaque; no one could see her face behind it. However, they could see her eyes, which were glowing a bright blue color behind the visor. Her tailfeathers seemed metalic for some reason.

About a mile away three cats were coming out of a small bowling alley and started walking towards a large, dark purple warmech, with white markings. The black cat with a  yellow stripe, who was wearing a monk's robe and carrying a pouch and a canteen was saying, " Strange how the power went out. Too bad the owner had some lanterns, I never wanted to go bowling anyway..." A taller green cat wearing a similar robe and a large cloth backpack replied, "Well Monk, at least you scored good...ish," Monk glared at him, "Since when was a score of 32 good, Aspen? Just look at Puppet; she got a perfect score and she even got a prize, by the way, why did you take the wooden puppet?" Puppet--a purple and black cat wearing a brown t-shirt, faded blue over-alls, black gloves and a pilots helmet and goggles--simply shrugged and said, "For the first question: Skill... and I have been bowling for most of my life, for the second: I don't know... I just liked it" She smiled then looked up and saw the energy field "Uh... guys was that there before?" They both looked up and answered "No..."

Just then a zombie came around the corner and started hobbling towards the cats. Monk started looking around and saw the zombie nodded his head and said "Good day sir." Puppet and Aspen lokked at what Monk was referring to. Puppet's eyes grew wide as she realized what it was. She dropped the puppet she was holding, drew a pistol and shot the zombie in the head, killing it. Monk spun aroud and yelled "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?" "It was a zombie, see for yourself," she replied, putting away the pistol and picking the puppet back up. Aspen just looked on in terror as he saw she was right "Quick we need to warn the people inside: there may be more!" So they ran back inside and told everyone about what was out there. The few remaining customers and the owner looked out at the corpse and saw three more zombies coming down the street. Everyone immidiately started barricading the doors andwindows. "We'll try to get help and hold them" Monk said trying to calm everyone down, "Can we have the keys to the roof?" he asked the owner.

The owner handed over the keys saying "Anything!" The cats got out on the roof Monk said "I'll get the stuff,"he then jumped down onto the warmech, entered it and came out with several weapons. Handing the weapons to their respective weilders, Monk tried shifting into a human but failed gasping "what is happening? I'm stuck in this form!" The other cats just ignored him. Once Puppet had her energy revolver-- which looks a lot like a revolving grenade launcher-- back, she attached a long barrel and a scope to it and knocked down the zombies. Aspen got a firecracker out of his backpack and handed it to Puppet. Puppet grabbed the Firecacker took the barrel of her weapon, loaded the fire cracker into a cylinder and fired it straight up. After afew seconds the firecracker exploded into a big red "help" that could be seen for miles around, "I sure hope someone comes" Puppet said as she and Monk got into sniper positions.

Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia had run from block to block trying to get away from the zombies, feeling very tired & they had found place to hide from the zombies & that's in the park which is nearby. "Quickly everyone inside the park." Said Jack as he, Patricia & Metal Patricia goes inside the park & hides in the bushes. "Nobody make a sound" Whispered Patricia as they stayed quiet, until the zombies go by. And as the Zombies had slowly dissapeared through the trees. Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia emerges from the bushes & Metal Patricia says "That was a close one" "Yeah,...we gotta...stop....those Zombies." panted Patricia. Jack says "But how do we stop these zombies from eating our brains." "Maybe we can find any weapons to stop those zombies" Said Patricia. "I was wondering, do you think robots are immune to the loss of powers?" Asked Metal Patricia. "I'm not sure, but I'm too scared to ask." Replied Jack. Patricia notices a handgun & says "Look, that's a handgun." Then Patricia picks up the Handgun. Then Jack notices a Large Sword on the floor, he picks it up & says "Look it's a Large Sword. Maybe we can use all those weapons to stop these zombies." "And don't forget that I am a robot. I can Initiate my Self-Denfence Protocal" Said Metal Patricia as she activates her Sword-like Blades mounted in her robotic fore-arms & her robotic hands turns into Mini Guns. "And just in time too, look!" Said Jack as he spots a Zombie or two.

A few blocks before Jack, Patricia, and Metal Patricia, Burg happened to be running out of breath from sprinting away from the zombies. "Gah, I wish I should've finished P.E. sooner or later." When he looked up, he is all by himself near a shopping corner. "WHAT!!!! HOW DID I GET HERE???" Burg ran around in circles, frantically.

Soon, a bus arrives at the apartment area, and the  bus doors open. Frost comes out first, his rifle raised and ready to fire at any enemy. Next, Robin came out. "Does anyone need a lift?" she asked.

Static looked at Robin in suprise, not because of her unusual appearance, but simply because he wasn't expecting to see her. "Robin? Frost? What are you doing here?" He looks at the bus, "And how did you get a bus?"

"I'll explain everything later." Robin replied, "Right now, we need to look for other survivors and form a plan on what to do next. Anyone want to join us?"

Frost kept his sniper rifle raised. He wasn't aiming at anyone in the group, but it was still enough to make some people nervous. He was keeping an eye out for trouble of any kind. Breifly, he glances at Cutter, who by that time was already several blocks away, but soon resumes scanning the area for zombies or any other threats.

Flame looks around "So how did you guys get a bus? And do you have any idea whats going on?" He yawns "And why do you even have a Sniper, And why am I listing Questions..." He sighs "If anyone needs me I'll be Blueprinting."

Robin looked at Flame, "Like I said, I'll explain everything later. Right now, we need to get somewhere safe. So, everyone get on board."

Flame jumped on, Sat down in the third seat on the passenger side, and started Drawing Blueprints, Everyone was confused to what he was making.

Jad followed Looking at Flame's Drawing "Are you Designing the Machine that Acts as a 4th player for Desperate Gods?"

Flame nods "And I'll put in the Expansions"

Crymson hopped aboard the bus before seeing her best friend. "Glad you're here Robin. Or otherwise, all of us will be dinner for the undead." She laughed as she started to clean the blood off of her staff as she sat down on the second seat of the passenger side.

The young white wolf that was sitting across from him looked over at Flame, "Flame, is that you?" While she didn't have her powers to help her sense her surroundings, she still had her excellent hearing and sense of smell; traits that were common to most wolves. She could hear Flame's pencil as he sketched on the blueprints and had heard his voice a few moments earlier.

Flame looks up "Yeah, Hey Crystaline." He looks a bit confused "Have your powers been blocked to? That must suck not being able to see..." He continues drawing.

Crystaline bowed her head in disappointment and sighs, "You have no idea..." Next to her, the mockingbird was taking a nap; his fedora pulled down over his eyes.

Flame looks over at mimic "Why do I have the strange urge to draw a beard on his face..." He looks confused, He sighs, He keeps drawing.

Valencia was looking at the others getting onto the bus. She began to gather her thoughts. ''Alright. There are zombies infesting the city, my photokinesis isn't working, I ran into a cat, and he gave me a handgun. Now there's some people with a bus. Even though I don't really want to go with them, I'd prefer not to be torn apart by zombies, so what the heck? ''She thought to herself. With that, she gets on the bus and takes a seat near the back.

Static boarded the bus and sat behind the driver seat. Meanwhile, Frost and Robin were about to board when the heard something like a firecracker off in the distance. When they looked, the saw a the word "HELP" made out of red particles in the sky. Robin looked at the gray wolf, "Sounds like an S.O.S." she commented.

Frost nodded, and Robin got into the driver seat. Frost followed closely behind and the doors closed behind him. He then went to the back seat, grabbed a shotgun, and came back to the front and sat in the first seat on the passenger side of the bus. A moment later, Robin started the bus and was soon driving toward the location of the S.O.S.

Cutter left the apartment area, alone, and took refuge on the top of an industrial building. He stared up into the sky, his gaze focusing on the energy barrier. ''This barrier not only keeps the rain from falling in, it keeps all those "gifted" people from using their powers...Why all of this is happening is what I'm worried about. And what will I do now? '' He then heard another boom, but this one sounded different, and lead his gaze to another portion of the sky. Fireworks. Someone had launched a big firecracker. The particles that spread from it, formed words--or rather, one word, in big, sparkly red letters: "HELP"

Cutter's eyebrows shot up at the sight of it. "An S.O.S." He said to himself. Unusual way to go about it, but it still means trouble. With that, he headed off in the direction of the firecracker.

Back at the Park, Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia have taken down a couple of zombies with the weapons they found. "Man those zombies are tough, but we've done it, for now." Said Jack. "No one seems to be bitten, we're all good." Said Metal Patricia. "Thank goodness, we need to find somewhere to hide, but where?" Asked Patricia. They scanned the area for somewhere to hide. Across the street, they saw a bright pink cadillac sitting under a street light. They ran to it and found that the doors were unlocked. They climbed inside, locked the doors, and did their best to remain hidden. "Let's remain calm guys, we'll be safe in here for now." Said Metal Patricia. They stayed hidden inside the Pink Cadillac, trying to stay out of sight from the zombies. Then later Patricia & Metal Patricia peers out from the passenger seat, ready to hide instantly & Jack is cowering behind the steering wheel & Jack says "We gotta do something. We need some help, but how?" "I'll try contacting someone to help" Said Metal Patricia as she tries to communicate with the other survivors & then she said "Come in Survivors, come in. Come in Survivors, repeat, come in survivors." But there was no response & Metal Patricia sadly said "There is no response. I'm sorry." "You mean to tell us that we're strandard. No one here to rescue us?!" Said Patricia in shock, disbelief & fear. "I'm afraid so." Replyed Metal Patricia. "Oh no!" said Patricia as she was panicking. "Hold me please!" Said Patricia as she hugs Jack really tightly like a bone crushing hug. "Oooh! My back!" Yelped Jack as he felt the bone crushing hug coming from Patricia. Metal Patricia then tries to calm down Patricia & says "It's ok. There's no need to panic. Please calm down, Patricia. We will survive." Said Metal Patricia. "You really think so?" Asked Patricia letting go of Jack. "Yes indeed" Answered Metal Patricia. "I hope so." Said Patricia shedding a tear. "Ok, I think that we're the only 3 survivors in this town, but there could be more survivors out there. We have to be prepared for anything in this zombie infected town." Said Jack. Then Jack makes a proclaimation & yells "WE MUST FIND SHELTER!". The Word "Shelter" had echoed throughout the whole town of Station Square.

Back with the cats, each team member had gotten all of their equipment back. Puppet had taken down three  zombies and another mutant creature"Aspen is anyone coming?!" she shouted. Aspen was busy scouting the area with a pair of binoculars "Noone is coming.....yet" he replied. Monk had killed only one zombie, he sighed and said "We have to expect the worst." Puppet picked up the wooden puppet by her side and smiled "Time to make a minion!" she exclaimed. Monk just facepalmed "not again..." Puppet started adding monitor on its head and several  small metal pods with antanae onto several spots on the puppet, after about a minute she added the final touch: two six inch long black claws on each of the puppets hands "done!" she exclaimed before getting back into position. Suddenly Aspen shouted "Guys I think the signal worked! ...but not the right way, Something's coming! Something BIG!" Puppet and Monk both looked in the direction Aspen pointed and saw something unfriendly.

Four flying scaly beings had seen the firecracker and were drawn to the spot out of instinct: predatory instinct. The "Fliers" consisted of a large one magenta, blue spotted, skin, and the other three were all considerably smaller green, yellow spotted, skinned "fliers" they started flying towards the red sparkles.

Aspen took off his heavy sack and grabbed his javelins; ready to fight. Puppet shot one of the small fliers out of the sky, which sent the large one into rage. Monk shot down a second one which screeched a painfully loud noise as it died. Aspen was aiming for the large one when the death scream threw off his aim. He threw both javelins, the first one missed while the second one merely bounced off its tough skin. The big flier grabbed Aspen with its big talons and threw him into an office building across the street, where he crashed through a window. Monk watched in shock but suddenly had a painful flashback. He opened his eyes wich were glowing with rage put on his gladiator helmet and cape and strapped on his cestus gloves before jumping on to the creatures back. He grabbed its head and steered it into the ground nearby, the second one followed completely forgetting about Puppet: a deadly mistake. She grabbed the controls for her warmech and used its huge fists to smash the final small flier. Monk put all his strength into striking the creature's skull Barbaricly screaming "GRAAAH, GRUUUH" and pummeled the monster's head with his spiked gloves relentlessly until "CRACK" he killed it. He then broke off one of its horns to take with him.

Breathing heavily and obviosly tired, he jumped on the warmech, which flew up to the window he stepped out and strained to pick up Aspen  who moaned in pain. Monk loaded the bleeding Aspen into the back of the warmech before stepping in himself. The warmech flew back to the roof and unloaded its passengers come out. Aspen grabbed a crutch from the machine and hobbled over to a box to sit down. "Can you bring me my sack Puppet?" he asked. "Okay" she strained to picked it up "What do you have in here!?" When he got the sack, he took and swallowed some herbs to kill the pain, before grabbing some more to heal the wound. He handed the herbs to Monk as Puppet carefully pulled out all the glass shards as Aspen moaned in pain. When she was done Monk applied the herbs, then he ran down into the building and came back with some blankets. They wrapped Aspen up in the blankets and made an improvised bed for him. Aspen soon fell asleep. When they heard him asleep the went slowly back to their positions.

Back in the Pink Cadilac, Jack, Patricia & Metal Patricia are checking around to see that no zombie is around. Jack then says "Should we ride inside the cadillac to find shelter?". "Ok, if only we find a key to this car." Said Patricia. "Maybe I can be of assistance" Said Metal Patricia as she transforms her finger into a car key & then turns it to start the car. "Nice one, let's go" Said Jack. "Wait, do we know how to drive?" Said Patricia. "Maybe you can drive for us Patricia." Replied Metal Patricia. "Okie Dokie" Said Patricia as she starts driving the Pink Cadilac down the street with Jack & Metal Patricia sitting in the passenger seats.

Cutter stopped when he found himself in a darkened alleyway. He lost track of the position of the fire cracker. He gave a frustrated grunt, and continued through the alley. He grabbed a flashlight from his belt and flipped it on; it was too dark to see without it.

After a few minutes of surveying the are around the bowling alley, Puppet and Monk had not seen any more zombies for a while "D-Do you think they stopped?" Monk asked. Just then a group of five or six zombies squeezed out of an alley. Puppet looked around until some movement caught her attention. "Nope!" she replied as she focused on the zombies, picked up her weapon, got into position and loaded a grenade into one of the cylinders, and aimed carefully before pulling the trigger.

As the zombies staggered forward, a small metal object flew through the air, bounced of the torso of one of the undeads and fell to the ground. A second later the grenade exploded killing four of the zombies and stunning the other two. Another second later three shots rang out in succession slaying the other two.

Puppet looked at Monk, who was laying down behind his sniper rifle, "I think that they are coming from that position," she said pointing in the direction of the carnage. "Yeah, I guess so," Monk answered, shrugging, But I'm not taking any chances going over there to find out. Do you want to check it out?" "No, I'm not going over there, but 'someone' is." Puppet said,looking at the "minion" she made a few minutes ago. Monk followed her gaze to the puppet laying there in a heap, then a slight mile slid onto his face,"Good idea...but it will leave you vulnerable here." Puppet thought for a minute before replying "That is why you are going to keep a keen eye out while I scout, right?" "Right..." Monk submitted, he liked the plan.

Puppet picked up the puppet and her controls before throwing it over the edge. She slid her goggles over her eyes and flipped a switch on them, causing them to emit a dimblue glow. She piloted the minion towards the alley. A zombie appeared on the monitor, the minion jumped in the air before clawing the monstrosity in the face. It soon continued into the alley killing any zombie that was in front of it.

Burg went through the shopping buildings to find something fast and maneuverable for him to get to Jack and the two faster. He stumbled upon a sports store and looked at a longboard. His eyes twinkled with happiness as his passion for skateboarding gave him an idea. A few minutes later, Burg crashed through the window, with his new longboard, and started to skateboard faster and faster. "WAAA-HOOO!!!!" He yelled in excitement, knowing that he has found teh quickest way to catch up to his allies.

Out from the darkness of the alleyway, the black echidna emerged. He shut off his flashlight and snapped it back onto his belt. He hadn't encountered any zombies through the alley, which came to a surprise to him. He scanned the area, and found that he was somewhat close to the mayor's office building. Directly in front of him was the town square. He walked off the curb, crossing the street, while keeping an eye out for anybody. The area was completely deserted. He wasn't sure if people had evacuated or hid away, or if this area had already been infected and the zombies moved on. Stopping on the other side, he stood in front of an antique's shop, which was currently closed; much like all the other shops in the area. He began to feel uneasy; He couldn't see nor hear anyone in the area. The only sounds were of the storm blocked off by the barrier surrounding the city.

Reluctant Allies
[Location: Downtown of Station Square. Time: 8: 30 P.M. Weather: Stormy; with a chance of Zombies.]

Virus EX scopes a devestated city. He sees two zombies right below him. He jumps down from his building. Taking out his plasma pistols, he quickly neutralizes the threat. Suddenly, a whole army of zombies appear, eager for blood. He smirks, knowing that his oil would not help them. He charges up his arm cannon, and destroys a fourth of them.

But realizing he couldn't beat all of them without being ripped apart, he quickly flees to find other survivors of the attack.

Elsewhere, a red and blue wolverine skulked the streets. His midnight colored eyes were scanning his surroundings for any potential threat. The purple soles of his dual toned, crimson and cobalt shoes tapped silently against the concrete. A black trench coat and black pants were his choice of attire. His black gloved hands gripped the twin Dao swords Ignis and Glacies with the utmost confidence and faith. Strapped to his back by dark grey straps was a purple, X-shaped scabbard that acted as their sheath. Their steel blades were stained with blood, all of which belonged to the parasitic creatures that constantly bombarded him.

Fotiagos Imperium was in the industry of bounty hunting. 2 days prior, he was sent to Station Square to eliminate a handful of individuals. He was in for the surprise of his life when the Zombie outbreak was unleashed. This wouldn't be much of a problem, but the wolverine had found his Thermokinesis was no longer usable. Now he was trapped in this cursed city with Zombies attacking him from every corner. Being as vigilant as possible, the swordsman traveled down the dilapidated streets.

Around the corner ahead of Fotiagos, a rust colored dingo was approaching, his black and silver shoes would splash a puddle every now and then as he walked down the street. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, a black and silver studded belt, and a black jacket as his main pieces of clothing. Under the jacket, he wore a gray, long sleeve shirt with a black, intricate design of a sea dragon. On his right forearm, he wore a unique black and silver gauntlet; and his thin leather gloves were gray in color. The hood of his jacket was pulled up over his head, covering his dark brown hair and hidding his eyes to a certain extent.

The black handle of his dark sword, Requiem, was hanging at his side; the blade itself was gone, as it would only appear when Zorovar energized it with his dark energy. However, Zorovar could not use his powers, as he learned after being attack by a small handful of Zombies. Irritated, he tried to use his crossbow, only to find that its enchantment had somehow worn off, turning it into an oridnary silver crossbow. He only fired one shot at one of them, instantly killing it, before running away and managing to evade the zombies. He now walked down the street with his crossbow drawn, which was now armed with another bolt. Zorovar had taken a quiver and several bolts from a nearby hunting store. The quiver hung across his back, supported by a black strap running across the dingo's front. He hadn't run into anymore zombies for about fifteen minutes, but this worried him. If they weren't attacking him, then who were they attacking?

In a building near the middle of town, A teenaged arctic wolf was sitting in the living room of her apartment, reading a book. She was wearing a set of white sweater, shirt, and sweat pants, that matched her fur. She also had a strange 'bracer' on her left arm. She had been reading the book for over an hour, and hadn't noticed the power out, or the lack of her powers yet. Katherine was tired from cleaning up her living quarters and was enjoying some peace and quiet, when she heard a knock on the door of the apartment. "Who is it?" She asked the person behind the door.

"Katherine, let me in!" a voice shouted back.

Katherine walked over to the door and opened it, revealing a serval in a wheel chair, with a long, double-headed spear in his hand. "Psyche, what are you doing here?" She asked the serval, a liittle excited and confused.

The serval handed Katherine the spear, then wheeled into the apartment, as Katherine shut the door behind him. He wheeled to the other side of the apartment, then turned around looked at her. Psyche was wearing his usual outfit, which consisted of a small black jacket, a pair of black shorts, a pair of glasses, and a necklace, with a golden Icthys pendant with an amethyst in the middle. He wore a scared expression on his face. He also spoke in a somewhat trembling voice, "K-Katherine, there are z-zombies outside!"

Katherine didn't take him seriously, "Yeah right. And just what are you doing here if there are 'zombies' out there?"

Psyche was still in partial shock, "Just look for yourself!" he shouted, trying to calm his nerves.

Katherine looked out the window and saw nothing, but an empty lot, "Hmph, I don't see anything." She retorted.

Psyche wheeled over to the window and looked out. He also saw nothing... at first. Soon a hunched over figure came hobbling around the corner of a store. "YIIIIEEEE.... There's one now!" he screamed. Psyche quickly rolled away from the window.

Katherine had her back turned to the window, "Yeah, right..." she remarked. She turned around, and saw a wounded person, well I don't see any 'zombies', but someone could use some help, She thought to herself. Katherine ran out the doorway to help the wounded man.

"Katherine! What are you doing?!? Don't leave me here!" Pysche shouted at the exiting wolf.

Fotiagos continued to silently move about the streets. He hadn't encountered many Zombies within the last twenty minutes, which had put him more on edge than usual. A faint sound caused his acute ears to perk up in reaction. He swiftly placed his hood over his face not wanting the bright colors of his fur to be seen. The wolverine vanished within the shadows, pressing his back against the nearby building and moving ever so slowly and cautiously to see who or what was wandering around. He soon found a sort of canine armed with a crossbow. Instantly wary of intentions but needing assistance at the same time, Fotiagos made his way over to the dingo without a sound. As Zorovar moved onward, the wolverine kept his body pinned against the concrete wall and inched forward in hopes to sneak up from behind. Facing an armed warrior especially with a crossbow, would prove to be dangerous. Whether or not he was detected was unknown to him. Once he got close enough, he would emerge from his hiding and place the tip of Glacies on the back of his neck. If successful, he would chose this time to speak.

Zorovar turned the corner to find it vacant. Without stopping, Zorovar continued down this path; however, something was bothering him. He had a sensation that he was being watched, a feeling he was all to familar with when he was being stalked by some unknown threat. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his reflection in a store window across the street. He also noticed the reflection of another hooded figure near him. Zorovar instantly turned to face his assailent with his crossbow raised. "Don't move." He ordered calmly.

Fotiagos was shocked to see the canine whirl around to face him, even more-so with the crossbow being aimed at him at point blank range. Still, his nerves were eased as the bladed tip of Glacies was firmply pinned against the dingo's neck and Ignis was close by ready to assist its twin if need be. Much like Zorovar ordered, the wolverine remained in the same position. Since his head was faced slightly downwards, only his purple furred muzzle was seen through the hood as he spoke.

"Who are you?" he coldly asked.

Watching from above was a black figure. He had colorful spines, a deadly looking blade, and several firearms on a belt. He was also armed with 2 wings.

Zorovar could feel the tip of one of the wolverine's swords placed at the tip of his neck. However, he knew that it was a deadlock. If Fotiagos stabbed, Zorovar would fire out of reflex, fatally wounding the wolverine at this range. But the same was also true for Zorovar; if he fired a bolt, then the blade could cut his throat. His only option was to answer this mysterious person's question.

"A traveler." The dingo replied, not wanting to give the mysterious person any thing to use to identify him. He already had someone try to kill him earlier that day, an assassin sent by a mobian mob boss who was actually a type of demon. It wouldn't suprise Zorovar if the demon had been willing to trick a bounty hunter with the promise of an incredible reward. "You?" he asked in a tone just as cold and calm as the wolverine's.

While Fotiagos had placed himself in a risky situation, he knew neither warrior could make a move which was a satisfactory alternative considering he failed on catching the dingo from behind. His grip on the cobalt handled sword was firm and ready to strike at any hostile movement. His body was slanted slightly to the right in case a strike from his other sword was  necessary. He had no clue who this individual was but given the sheer reflexes he presented, the wolverine could tell he was a formidable fighter. "A traveler of sorts myself." he replied rigidly. The wolverine needed aid and he had an assumption the dingo before him could provide plenty. Fotiagos had always been able to overcome any obstacle with nobody but himself. He found it difficult to accept now, after practically his whole life, he was seeking help from another. He dreaded that idea and just couldn't go through with it. "Excuse me for troubling you. I acted on instinct." he stated dully. "I'll be on my way now. I suggest you save your ammunition for the Zombies." he continued, placing Ignis away in his sheath. In a normal situation, turning your back on an armed foe was foolish and suicidal and Fotiagos was well aware of that. This infestation however, failed to give normal situation. With some hesitance, Glacies followed its twin into the scabbard and their wielder faced his back to Zorovar. His only hope now was not getting an arrow in his back.

A Mysterious female FoxSkunk is on top of a tall building, watching everyone through her spy cameras. The Mysterious FoxSkunk has Purple Fur with White Vertical Skunk Stripe on her back, long black hair, white muzzle, a blue belly & a Black Skunk/Fox with Purple Fox Tail Tip & a White Vertical Skunk Stripe on her Tail, wearing a Black Belly Top, Grey Fingerless Gloves, Red Shiny Pants with Black Shiny Flame Decals, Pure Black Belted Skirt with Shiny Diamonds & Dark Blue Boots. Her name is Layla the FoxSkunk. "Wow, this could be easier than I thought. I gotta hand it to the creator of the Zombies, he is very evil & diabolical. But my true master is Dr. EggPlankton, guess that's why I was 3rd in Command of the EggPlankton Empire." Said Layla as she is watching all of the action.

Upon seeing Fotiagos put away his weapons, Zorovar took a step back and aimed his crossbow away from the wolverine. Before he could say anything, however, a large moaning was heard from a nearby alley across the street from the dingo and wolverine. After a second, a group of about five zombies emerged, looking hungry for blood. From down the street, a second group of zombies started heading toward Fotiagos and Zorovar, not looking any more friendlier than the first group. From the opposite direction, a third group of zombies was approaching. With zombies approaching from all three sides, Fotiagos and Zorovar were surrounded. "I wouldn't put those swords away yet," He advised the wolverine. Zorovar then raised his crossbow and took aim, not at Fotiagos, but at the zombies coming out of the alley.

A few blocks away yells could be heard, It would appear that a Squirrel and Hyena were being attacked by zombies, Confused at the Lack of their powers, They seemed to be barely able to fight off the huge horde of un-dead facing them.

Zorovar heard the yelling. Can't really help at this point. He thought grimmly as he looked at the zombies surrounding him and Fotiagos. They were outnumbered, with very little chance of surviving. Looking around quickly, there seemed to be no way out. He looks behind him into the window of an empty fancy restaurant.

An explosion can be heard from the Hyena and Squirrel's location as an energy beam flies into the sky. A group of zombies can be seen flying into the air, falling down on other nearby zombies and defeating them instantly.

Shortly after the explosion, three zombies fell out of the sky and landed on the group coming out of the alley. Only one zombie coming out was unaffected, the other four zombies were squashed by the falling zombies.

That's one way to kill a zombie. Zorovar thought to himself. Regardless of this, the two were still surrounded. The dingo looks back at the window behind him and an idea forms in his mind. Perhaps the closed restuarant has a back door they can escape through?

Fotiagos stopped dead in his tracks upon hearing the close by groans. They were all too familiar even with brief interactions and he unsheathed his swords in an instant. In a blur of red and blue, the wolverine applied a series of swift twists on the handles. The two hilts were then pressed together and the staff-like Adnecto was formed.

 "I hope you're good with that crossbow." the wolverine stated, not noticing the sword Zorovar possessed. The distant shout and the explosion followed soon after caused his ears to perk up and he was well aware he needed to focus on the obvious threat approaching him and his apparent ally. He gripped his double-bladed sword and was just about to charge in on the Zombies to cut a path open for them to flee. Suddenly the sound of breaking glass filled his ears and he cringed slightly from the loud and sudden noise. He turned around to see the dingo had smashed the building's window with his crossbow. He exchanged glances between the now open escape route and the approaching Zombies. He knew the canine would take the path he just created and Fotiagos wasn't sure if he wanted to trust this individual quite yet. Then again, he had no idea how many more of these vile creatures lurked around ahead. With only a hesitant sigh, the wolverine hopped into the restaurant where Zorovar would most likely be inside already.

"There must be some sort of back door we can escape through." the Thermomancer stated, his midnight orbs scanning the interior of the place.

"My thoughts exactly." The dingo replied. He quickly ran to the back of the restuarant and entered the kitchen. He flicked a switch, only to find that the lights won't turn on. Great, he thought, guess we'll have to search for the door in the dark. He scanned the area, trying to see if he could make out the shape of a back door. Normally, he could see in the dark very well. However, with the loss of his powers, it seemed that he also lost his ability to see almost perfectly in the dark.

The zombies edged closer to the broken window, moaning as they did. One of them crawled over the counter, paying no heed to the glass cutting it's skin.

 Fotiagos followed the dingo into the kitchen, but stopped at the doorway and turned to face any possible upcoming Zombies. One thing he would never consider is turning his back on these hellish creatures, at least not while stationary or within a confined and dark place much like he was in currently. While his Thermokinesis was strangely disabled, his enhanced senses thankfully didn't follow the same fate. His vision was hindered to the point he was almost completely blinded by darkness. He kept his acute ears open and listened to the approaching Zombie. Every step the undead monster made, Fotiagos detected it and he gripped his staff-like Adnecto in preparation  Once the time had come, the wolverine would thrust the weapon forward in a swift strike. The bladed tip cut into its corroded stomach, spilling its entrails onto the floor as the sword was pulled away. This was far from where he wanted thanks to the dark; he was well aware the only weak point was the head. As such, this didn't even stop the Zombie as with a growl of rage, it swung its arms in a windmill fashion, Fotiagos dropped his weapon and grabbed the beast's wrists,  leaning his head back to avoid the snapping jaws. "Any luck with that door?" he asked through grunts as he struggled to gain the upper hand.

"Not yet!" Zorovar called. Outside, lightning flashed, breifly flooding the room with light. In this breif moment, Zorovar saw the exit. "I found it!" He shouted as he ran to it. He opened the door and held it open, waiting for the wolverine to follow when he got the chance. "Hurry!"

As the room flooded with light from the open door, Zorovar could see that the zombie was in a struggle against Fotiagos. Thinking quickly, Zorovar raised his crossbow, took aim, and fired a bolt with deadly accuracy. The bolt pierced straight through the zombies head, causing it to go limp almost instantly as its head disappeared.

Fotiagos cringed as his face and the upper portion of his body and clothes were coated with brain matter. He stood there for a brief moment somewhat disgusted. But there was no time for that as more Zombies began flooding into the store. The wolverine pushed the limp body away and retreived Adnecto, then sprinted for the open door. He found himself outside once more and he saw a number of Zombies turning the nearby corner in hopes to get a meal. Seeing as how the dingo proved himself trustworthy so far, Fotiagos simply waited for him before proceeding.

After Fotiagos rushed past the exit, Zorovar  followed closely behind and let the door close itself. However, another group of zombies turned around a corner and started to head for them. Zorovar quickly reloaded his crossbow with another bolt. "These zombies aren't anything like the ones I'm used to." Zorovar muttered as he noticed how quickly the zombies seemed to swarm them. He quickly looks around for a way out. He notices a ladder on a nearby wall leading to the top of the resturant they had just exited. If we go up there, we might be able to keep the zombies limited to only one path, making it easier to eliminate them. He thought to himself. If we're lucky, the zombies migh-- his thoughts were interrupted by a pounding on the door they just went through. He dashes for the ladder and stands at the bottom. "This way!" he shouted to Fotiagos, motioning for the wolverine to go first.

Katherine walked up to the zombie she thought was a man in trouble, "Sir, are you okay?" she asked the figure. The zombie simply moaned and grabbed her and tried to chomp down on it. She tried to pull her arm away, but the zombie was too strong for her. Luckily the monster bit the "bracer" on her arm and did her no damage. She pushed a button on her bracer twice and a small cannon came out, the cannon fired a red crystal into the head of the zombie: killing it. The wolf was concerned as the crystal that would normally be under her control was not moving. Her ears picked up the sounds of gunshots coming from her apartment. ''OH NO! Psyche! ''she thought as she quickly grabbed the gem that was sticking out of the creature's forehead. When she got in the room, she saw the serval hyperventilating and holding a pistol.

Fotiagos stopped and stared at the numerous buildings. He heard gunshots out in the distance which meant other survivors. But the countless Zombies in his way proved to be a seemingly unbreakable obstacle. He needed to worry about himself above all else. He disconnected his swords and sheathed them before jumping up the ladder with great speeds. He reached the rooftop where thankfully no Zombies awaited. He approached the oppositie edge and saw a large mass of undead freaks attempting to climb up the structure, some even climbing on top of others only to fall back to the ground. With nothing to grab, they were simply stuck there and it allowed for some breathing room.

Zorovar scrambled up the ladder after he made sure that the wolverine was up. However, as he started to climb, one of the zombies managed to grab his pants leg. The undead beast was attempting to pull the dingo back to the ground, groaning and screaming as he attempted to pull the monster hunter in for a meal.

"Hands off, ugly!" he shouted as he tried to shake his leg free. He struggled furiously, but the zombie had a suprisingly strong grip. However, the zombie's face was too close to the sole of Zorovar's shoe and he was kicked in the face. The impact stunned the zombie, causing him to release his grip. Zorovar then quickly scrambled up the ladder as the zombies started to try to come after him. To the dingo's suprise, the zombies didn't seem to know how to use the ladder at first, as they tried to climb only to fall back to the ground.

"Wow, those zombies are stupid." Zorovar said as he watched the undead fail in all their attempts to reach him and the wolverine. "I mean, they normally are. But not being able to use a ladder? Kinda embarassing." Normally, the zombies he was used to fighting (on the few occasions that he fought them) were somewhat smarter than these ones. Something about these zombies was different, but Zorovar couldn't quite say why. However, this feeling caused the dingo's stomach to churn.

"I feel that's the only reason I still draw breath." the wolverine somberly replied, watching the swarm of Zombies increase. He almost felt like a cat stuck in a tree while a ravid dog relentlessly barked on the ground below. He felt like they prey now as apposed to the predator he was known.. It infuritated him greatly and had his Thermokinesis not been disabled, these Zombies would be reduced to ashes. He turned to face the dingo and let out a sigh.

"We're safe for now, but it appears we've surrounded ourselves." he pointed out.

"Yeah, I know." Zorovar replied. He looked around, trying to see if there was a way to escape. Unfortunately, it seemed like they were stuck. "Unless one of us plans on using ourselves as bait, I think we're both stuck here until help comes. Or until the zombies figure out how to use a ladder; which ever comes first." He then looks up to look at the turquoise colored dome that surrounded the city, wondering why it was even there. "Huh. That barrier's keeping the rain out." Zorovar pointed out.

Katherine quickly ran up to a cabinet and pulled out a key. When the lock opened, it was revealed that there was a large handgun, a sword and a belt of grenades. Katherine quickly grabbed the gun and sword, while handing Psyche the grenades. She then ran into her room and came out a minute later wearing a set of GUN armor.

Psyche was still terrified, but realized that if he kept acting scared he probably wouldn't survive. He stopped shaking and grabbed the grenades. Now he was armed with a spear, two hand guns and some grenades. Psyche looked at Katherine, who stepped behind him to push his chair. Together they were ready to try and survive and find others.

Fotiagos paced around the edges of the rooftop, his ebony eyes watching the Zombie horde continue to multiply. He was at a loss on what to do. It would be simple to form a ramp of either fire or ice and escape these putrid creatures, but that was obviously out of the question. He hadn't considered throwing the dingo into the crowd until he mentioned something, but that still wasn't an option as he found the canine to be of great assistance so far. The wolverine crossed his red and blue arms over the ovular purple patch of fur on his chest and sighed deeply. He too averted his eyes to the dome above them, perplexed on its pressence here.

"I assume it's also the reason my Thermokinetic abilities cease to function." he dully stated, looking down at his open palms and grimacing at the now gray, diamond shaped markings. The wolverine made his way to the center of the roof. He'd rather be prepared for a bombardment from all sides in case they figured out how to reach them.

Zorovar was about to reply when he heard a loud noise in the distance. He quickly looked in the direction of the sound and could just make out what appeared to be a red glow in the sky. However, a building obsceured the object, leaving the dingo to only wonder what it was."Fireworks?" He guessed. Before he could say anything else, six scaly, winged monsters screached with rage as they flew overhead. Whatever had caused the noise had drawn the monsters attention. However, two of them stayed behind and looked down on the dingo and wolverine. Rather than attacking, they circled overhead and watched.

"Great. Those ugly beasts again." Zorovar muttered under his breath. "I hope whoever made that noise has a gun big enough for those things." The monsters that had just flown overhead weren't anything new to the monster hunter. Zorovar had fought those things on numerous occasions.

Fotiagos heard the distant noise as well but paid no attention to it at first. He dismissed it and assumed it was the usual sounds he'd hear from afar. Not to mention he'd prefer to focus on the situation at hand. It wasn't until the horiffic screech did the wolverine jolt into action. Ignis and Glacies were promptly unsheathed as their weilder looked the sky. His face twisted into an expression of shock as he'd never encountered these creatures yet. He was also infuriated he couldn't do anything to them unless they came in for an attack. Fotiagos applied a series of quick twists on the handles and pressed the bottoms of the hilts together to form Adnecto. The longer range of this staff-like weapon would prove much usefull.

((Please note that these are the monsters that attacked Monk, Aspen, and Puppet in part 1. Like I said earlier, this chapter and the previous one take place at roughly the same time.))

Back with Layla who is still on top of the building, she spots Dr. EggPlankton appeared inside the Chum-Pod. Layla says "Greetings EggPlankton." Dr. EggPlankton replys "Hello Layla." "How's the plan coming along?" Said Dr. EggPlankton. "So far, so good. All acording to plan, just like the mastermind said" Said Layla with an evil smirk on her face. "Perfect" Said Dr. EggPlankton with an evil grin appeared on his face.

((Frost: To Spongebob: Uh, might I ask what plan and mastermind they're talking about? I need to make sure that their plan won't alter the plot of the roleplay.))

Sapphire wakes up in Nova's house in the city. Nova was staring outside the window, as though watching out for something. Sapphire stands up and looks at himself, wondering why his markings were not glowing. He was about to open the door when Nova suddenly looks at him."Stop!" Nova shouted. In confusion,Sapphire approaches Nova and pushes him aside from the window. Looking outside, he notices a large number of zombies. Not the least bit terrified, Sapphire shrugs,grabs his cleaver, and opens the door. He then tries to use his Electrokinetic powers to signal someone.

The wolf and serval are moving through the the streets. The wolf is pushing the wheelchair, while the serval is knockin the heads offof zombies with his handguns. They came around a corner to see a swarm pf zombies trying to scale the side of a building to get to the dingo and wolverine on top.

The serval reacted fast by pulling two grenades off the belt and throwing them into the middle of the hoard. The loud explosion destroyed more than half of the monsters and dazed the others.

The wolf let go of the wheelchair and drew her 50 cal. pistol to defend herself and her friend from the zombies.

The serval grabbed his pistols and looked up at the people on the roof.

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(58, 58, 58); line-height: 115%; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Fotiagos continued to glare deeply at the airborne beasts. They circled above the duo, acting as if they were teasing them and carefully choosing who to devour first. This brought a pang of uneasiness within the wolverine. For once he felt like they prey instead of the other way around. His ears twitched at a faint ting amongst the cluster of other noises. He was puzzled on what would cause such a noise, but his question would be answered instantly. The subsequent duo of explosions resulted in the swordsman to drop face first to the ground, dropping his weapon and placing his hands over his head. His clothing and shaggy fur lashed around from the sheer force of the explosions. Once they eventually subsided, the wolverine grabbed Adnecto and leaped to his feet. He gazed upon the void that was created from the grenades then up to the source of them. He caught a glimpse of the wolf and the serval and decided to join them considering they brought much assistance. He momentarily gave the dingo a glance before nodding and taking off full speed for two ahead. With his sword confidently gripped, he made short work of any impending Zombies in his way.

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(58, 58, 58); line-height: 115%; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The explosion caught Zorovar completely off guard. After he recovered from the blast, he looked across the street to see a wolf and serval. He then looked down to see that most of the zombies were completely destroyed by the explosion, as was most of the front of the restaurant. He and Fotiagos exchanged a glance and made a break for the other side of the street. Zorovar let the wolverine take care of any zombies that were in their path, seeing as he was the one with a sword.

Katherine's instincts told her to guard the papalegic serval. The armor clad wolf stood in front of Psyche and held out the flat of her blade to defend from both the zombies and the wolverine. She stared into the wolverine's eyes for a second and saw no malice towards her and moved back to the serval's side.

The serval put his weapons and grabbed his spear again.

Any Zombies advancing towards Zorovar and Fotiagos were swiftly delt with as the duo of bladed edges of Adnecto effortlessly carved through their flesh, leaving a trail of assorted parts scattered about. Within moments, he had reached the wolf and the serval and was slightly winded from his endevour.

"Thank you, for the aid." the wolverine told them, turning around to see if Zorovar was still behind him and continue to defend himself against the parasitic army.

However, the flying monsters that had been circling above finally decided to get in on the action. One of them then dives for the hereos. However, Zorovar pulls out his crossbow, takes aim and fires. The bolt tears through one of the wings of the beast and its flight is halted. The beast plumments and lands on top of several zombies. Upon seeing the downed beast, the zombies flock towards the easy prey. The monster attempts to swipe and bite at them, but the undeads' numbers are too great. Letting out a howl of pain, terror, and anger, the beast is overrun and soon hidden under a mass of zombies.

Upon seeing this, the other monster glares at Zorovar and lets out a roar of anger. However, instead of going to avenge its fallen comrade, the beast continues to remain in the air and wait for an oppertunity to take vengence on the dingo.

Zorovar reloads his crossbow and looks at the undead mass as their attention is completely focused on their new found meal. "We should probably leave before they decide to have us for desert." he stated.

Fotiagos nodded in agreement to the dingo's statement. He then turned to the wolf and the serval.

"Are you two accompanying us?" he asked. There were strength in numbers and the wolverine felt his chances of survival would be increased if he accepted the aid of others. He would watch over any allies he makes and protect them with all his ability, as long as they did the same for him.

The wolf silently nodded, as Psyche spoke, "We need all the help we can get." He stated, gratefully.

Katherine holstered her gun and blade before returning to the position at the wheelchair's handlebars, "I agree, we should get out of here." She stated simply.

"No kidding." Zorovar stated bluntly. Though he didn't trust easily, he was willing to at least work with these strangers. The wolverine had earned some of his trust, but Zorovar wasn't going to entirely trust him yet. He then proceeded down the street towards where the fireworks had gone off earlier. "This way." he stated to his companions. If there was any chance that there were other survivors in the city, they would be there. Meanwhile, the zombies seemed to be too occupied by their meal to notice the surviors' departure.

"Likewise." Fotiagos simply replied with a dull smirk. He firmly gripped his staff-like sword and with a series of twists, the twin Dao swords were sperated into their original Ignis and Glacies. The wolverine would keep a watchful eye on his allies. His revenge would be swift and unjust if any chose to betray the swordsman. Even with his reluctance to allow aid, he found it far easier to trust others; perhaps because of the current prediciment. He nodded to the rust colored canine and followed behind ever so vigilant of his surroundings.

Psyche held his spear in one hand and the other was used to hold onto the wheelchair. His eyes followed the dingo, while his large ears swiveled in various directions, checking for any signs of danger.

The wolf continued pushing and manuvering the serval's chair to match the path of Zorovar. She held somewhat loosely onto the wheelchair with her right hand, ready to draw a weapon if the need arose.

A racccoon clad head to foot in bone armor was walking through an alley in the town. Over the armor were basic black clothes that were torn and bloody from the encounters with zombies. Lucky I have this armor... He thought to himself as he remembered a zombie biting down on his arm, only to be stopped by the tough material. He had two long cleaver-like bone blades attatched to his back and a crossbow covered in bone slung over his shoulder by a strap. He was holding an ocarina made of bone in his hands. He started to play a loud strange tune on it, as if summoning something or someone. He heard a reply from another ocarina coming from another part of town. He stepped out of the alley into the street and turned around to see a bus coming straight towards him.

Part 3
[Location: Station Spires. Time: 9:00 P.M.  Weather: Stormy, cloudy, and gray]

Dr. Archer stared out of the window at the devastated city. He had now changed into fresh clothing and applied fresh bandages to his wounds. The expression on the otter's face showed that he was somber and saddened. He had never thought that the city would be subjected to such a nightmare, and with him ultimately responsible for it. He then glances upward to gaze at the turquoise dome that shielded the city, and at the storm raging above it. The dome had kept the pounding rain out of the city, but it was also the only thing keeping the zombies in. While this was terrible for those who remained inside, it would protect everyone outside the city from the zombies.

Turning away from the wide window that overlooked the city, the otter makes his way back to his desk. Sitting in the black leather chair, he turns his attention to the video screen that allowed him to watch the different video feeds from the cameras within the city. While the majority of the city was without power, such was not the case for Station Spires. Dr. Archer had re-routed the entire city's electrical grid so that all the power would be focused on keeping the dome generator operational, as it required an enormous amount of electricity to keep up its full effect.

As he watched the horror unfold throughout the city, there was something he saw that instilled hope in him. He observed a small band of survivors here and there that were able to fight off the zombies. If they could defend themselves from these monstrosities, could they perhaps help him end this nightmare that he had foolishly created?

The otter shook his head dejectedly. He couldn't see how they could help. He presently had no way to communicated with them, and he was in no condition to seek these brave souls out. All the otter could do was sit in his office and watch the screen in silence.

Part 4
[Location: Downtown of Station Square   Time:9:00 P.M]

Everyone rode the bus in silence, deep in thier own personal thoughts. Many were wondering the same thing: how did this all happen? Where did the zombies come from? They would all be shaken from their thoughts as the bus, without any prior warning, screeched to an abrupt halt. The sound of something hitting the front of the bus could be heard within the first few rows.