User:ATP2555 II

It was night time in the countryside of Oxida Nova. In a house in Geno Creeks, a man sits on his couch and watches television. A noise is heard upstairs. He turns the television off, and walks up the stairs. "Hello?" He called out. "Show yourself?" Another noise was heard. He grabbed a knife, and raised it cautiously. The closet door moved. He moved over to open it, and reached his hand out. "You picked the wrong house to rob-" He was about to say, but was cut off, as a person arose. This man had grey skin, and his eyes were glowing white. It leaped out an tackled him to the floor. He screamed out loud.

Ezekiel Luther and Lance Greenly sat in the Recreation Area of the Izanagi Corporation Tomahawk base, sitting at a countertop, talking. "Did you see that one guy who got run over when the truck went off-road!" Ezekiel said. "Yeah, it was funny as shit. When the truck hit him, he went like "Aaooh!" and all!" Lance said, both of them laughing. Their emergency responders vibrated. The small screen's red text wrote 'Incident Reported. Location: Geno Creeks.' "Looks like some trouble up at Geno. Shit's always happening up there." Lance said

"Let's go check it out." Ezekiel said, they both jumped off the pedestals. The Izanagi Corporation were the new police of Taryd, and they enjoy their work way too much. The two exited the base and entered the garage. Two Hellbenders were stored. Normally, there would be more. "Only two? Where's the other ones." Ezekiel asked. "Dunno, let's take one anyway." Lance said. They got in one of the Hellbenders. Lance the driver, Ezekiel the gunner. They drove up the dark, dirt road. And arrive at the house. They get out, and enter. "Nothing here. Damn thing must be making false alerts." Lance said.

The sound of something falling over is heard from upstairs. "What was that?" Ezekiel asked. "It sounded like something from upstairs, let's go." The two go up the stairs. They enter a room, and see the source. A grey-skinned man slashing the house's resident with it's hands. "Hey you, stop that!" Lance shouted. He stopped, stood, and looked at them. His clothes were bloody and torn up. "What the hell?" Ezekiel said, equipping his Enforcer and aiming cautiously at him. He began to charge at them, Ezekiel fired the weapon. He dropped dead. His eyes stopped giving off a glow. This person was unfortunately a member of the dead - a Zombie. "It can't be....No...It's.." Lance frieghtenly started. "A Zombie." Ezekiel finished off.

"Shit, we'd better get out of here." Lance warned. They exited the room, and more zombies charged at them. The two fired their Enforcers at the oncoming horde, killing them and exiting the house. "Shit, more of them!" Ezekiel warned, as outside, a group of zombies were there. The two fire their Enforcers.