lol heres the begining of the book im writing almost have all of the copy rights for it enjoy
edited 9/9/09 at 11:16pm central time
Hollow Rise
Prologue
The night was dark three weeks after people of the city started disappearing. Five of the specs team, sent by Special Operations Corporation, were patrolling the streets of a lower section of the city. All of them where heavily armed and protected by full-body Kevlar. From their faces, they where all very tense and on edge. Their chest armor was labeled eight to twelve. “Hey, Twelve.” Twelve glanced down an alley, as the walked by.
“Yea, Nine?”
“Where do you think all of these people went? When I normally come here there’s always people crowding the streets.” Twelve turned and gave him a questioning look.
“You live around here?”
“Yea, that’s one of the reasons that they picked me.” He pointed off to their left. “See that place over there? It has the best pizza in the whole city. I hope that the old guy that ran the place didn’t get taken. I really liked him. And his daughter had taken a shine to me.” Every one laughed and Eight shoved him.
“And yo-.” From the next alley way they all barely heard a quite cry. As one, they pushed a button on their helmets, and a mask unfolded from it to cover their noise, and mouth, so that when they talked it could not be heard by any one not on their comm frequency. ‘Formation Delta, now.’ Ordered Eight, on the comm. They formed up in a tight V-formation, lead by eight. ‘Stay tight, and only fire if attacked.’
As they drew closer to the alley, the noise became clearer. When they turned so their formation pointed down the alley, they all knew that it was the sound of a child crying. Eight hand signaled for a stop. And motioned to switch their eye lens to night vision mode. He motioned for them to move forward.
Okay this is as far as I got, when I got tired its not done yet so don’t complain
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“Jack. Hey! Jack!” A solider shoved the man on the other side of the helicopter. Caught of guard, he had to grab the handrail to keep from falling out of the helicopter. The only thing below him was scorched earth.
“What?”
“It’s time for your briefing.”
“Your kidding. There’s no way, we’re five miles out. Aren’t there forests and suburbs around the city?”
“Jack, your slipping. Its standard procedures for quarantine. The area around is surrounded with a wall. Then the whole area around it is scorched to bear earth. And then on the edge of the scorched area, the Elimination Force is set up to deal with anything coming out without clearance.”
“Oh, right, I remember now.”
“Good. Now, two weeks ago people started disappearing. Not just a few, thousands were disappearing. So Special Operation Corporation sent in a specs team. Out of the thirty, only one came back. But, he died before we could get any information out of him. From his helmet comp we were able to pull some video of the specs team being attacked.”
“Attacked? By what?”
“To be honest we don’t know. From the videos we gather, that they where not alive, and are only using bladed weapons.”
“Zombies? Are we sure that this isn’t some gang that’s using this as a fear tactic?”
“That is currently unknown. But this is a stealth operation, so try to keep limited contact with them.”
“Sir.” The pilot of the helicopter said over the helmet communications unit. “We have crossed the perimeter wall and are five minutes to the Drop Zone.”
“All right. Now, Jack, your mission is to reach the building at intercept Echo, Foxtrot, Juliet. Once you’ve worked you way inside, find the Server Maintenance Room. Insert this,” He handed Jack a USB drive, “into server number 3659-0638. A panel will slide back revealing an elevator. Use the elevator to reach the bottom floor. Once you’ve input the command, it will ask for a pass key, insert the drive into the port.”
“Traps? Auto-Defenses?”
“No. Just don’t open any of the doors in the hallway except the last two on the right. The first door will be labeled, Project Information. Use the drive to open the door via the port on the handle. After you open it, wait fifteen seconds, then close the door. The last door will open. Inside will be a control panel. Insert the drive into the port labeled BDOS. The password is Eden. The control panel will split apart, allowing you access to what looks like a dormitory. All of the rooms will be empty, except for room III. Enter and state ‘Apollo’.”
Jack walked to the back of the helicopter were all the cargo was tied up for transport.
“Not very detailed is it.”
The solider laughed at him. “With something this classified, your lucky to have this much information.”
Jack picked up an assault rifle and looked down its scope. “Weapons? Anything bigger than assault rifles?”
“Clearance for this mission is limited to A-13 light Assault, light grenades, and smoke. We want as much of the city intact as possible Jack. Nothing like your last mission.”
With his weapons strapped to his back, he picked up a long sword and attached it to his belt.
“A long sword? Most people would take a shotgun if things ever got that close.”
Jack grinned as the jump light came on, and jumped out of the helicopter.
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Jack hit the roof of the sky scraper and rolled. In one quick motion, attached a repelling line to the roof and jumped over the side of the building. He was half way down when his helmet comm buzzed. “Commando 465. This is Valkyrie 465.” His rope ran out as he hit the second floor.
“Why are all you always so formal?”
Jack jumped away from the building and smashed through a window. She laughed and relied, “You know I’m only like that when other people are listing.” He grinned and crouched by a window overlooking a street.
“Mia, what clearance do we have?” He asked as he moved towards the stairs.
“Wow, I have access to all satellite photos of the city, live satellite coverage of your position and surrounding area, and any cameras connected to the Internet.” He shoved his way through the glass of the front door, and started to run down the street. The street was full of burning cars, debris from buildings, concrete road blocks, thousands of ammunition casings, and blood covered almost every thing. But, there wasn’t a single human corpse anywere.
“Mia, are you seeing this?” asked Jack.
There was a long pause before she answered. “W…what…what happened here? It doesn’t make any sense, so many people grouped together.” Jack unfastened his rifle and held it so that he could bring it up in an instant.
“Mia.”
“Yes?”
“I don’t want you to watch any of the replays from any of the cameras.”
“I…okay, Jack.”
A loud rumble ripped through the silent air. Jack whipped around to watch the building he had landed on collapse into itself. When it finally came to rest, it had blocked him in on the street. Unless he wanted to risk going into one of the buildings that lined the street. “Mia, do you have anything on that?”
“Jack! I have movement all around you! Get ready for a fight.” Jack jumped up on a car and looked all around him threw his scope. The infrared on his scope showed nothing around him. “Don’t use infrared, use the motion sensor. They’re not showing up on the satellite infrared.” He taped a button on his scope and instantly he could see the outlines of people carrying weapons.
“Is this what attacked the specs team?” He asked as he started to fire rounds into the oncoming mass. A few of the shapes fell but were quickly replaced with new ones.
“It’s a match, this is exactly the same thing that happened to the specs team. GET OUT OF THERE NOW!!” Jack jumped down from the car and ran all out down the street. The shapes seeing him move faster, began to sprint after him. When they cleared the shadows of the buildings, Mia gasped. “Th…there just people, normal people. Why are they acting like this?” Jack risked a look over his shoulder. He used his optical eye lens to zoom in on one of the people.
It was falling apart. Pieces of its skin had fallen off in places to show the bones underneath. “You okay Mia?” he panted as he ran down the street avoiding obstacles. “Mia!”
“There just normal people… Why would some one do that to them?” He slid under a tanker and slipped into a man hole. Above him, he could hear the sounds of the undead beating on the tanker. “Jack, there acting weird. They all stopped around the tanker. Here I’ll bring it up on your eye lens.” The vision in Jacks left eye darkened as the lens began to show the satellite stream. It resolved to show a view of the tanker from about 1000 feet above.
“Can you bring it in any closer?” The image flattened and zoomed in to about 100 feet above. Three of the undead were standing by the tanker, wile the rest were giving them a wide birth. “That’s odd it looks like there discussing what to do next.”
“JACK! Don’t even think about stuff like that! That’s crazy zombies don’t think they only kill and eat.”
“I don’t think that these are zombies. They ran like they knew what they were doing.”
“A Necromancer. That’s just a myth. Never been proven.”
“Hey, every thing fits in with the myths. Undead that think and act on there own. But follow the command of the one that raised them from the dead.” A scraping sound echoed from above him.
“Jack there moving the tanker away from the man hole.” He took out his GPS. It read NO CONNECTION.
‘Mia, I can’ get a connection threw all this concrete. What direction do I go from here.” His eye lens lit up with a map of the sewer system. An arrow pointed to the north. “Thanks, Mia. What would I do with out you?” He asked as he ran threw the sewer.
“With out me? Hmmm… I think you would have never have made it threw your first mission. Three miles from intersection.” Jack jumped over a pipe and laughed.
“How did I know that you were going to bring Cambodia into this/”
“You didn’t even have your helmet comm on! And you were running around with out help from a SO.”
“It wasn’t that bad.”
“You ended up five miles from your target.”
Jack stopped in front of a blood smear that lead down a connecting tunnel. He switched his lens to night vision mode and looked down the tunnel. “Don’t go down there, it looks like a trap.”
Not seeing anything he started down the tunnel. “You know me , always looking for ways to get in trouble.” About half way down the tunnel was a pool of drying blood and a motorcycle. “Hey, it looks like some one left me a ride.”
“Jack, this is no time for humor, so stop it. From the sewer specs u can use that to get within a block of the intersect.” Jack went over the bike checking for leaks and fuel. Every thing looked fine, and it had about half a tank of fuel.
“If I didn’t look at things with humor I don’t think that I would have taken this kind of work, Miss Formal.”
He grinned as she yell back, “HEY! It’s not my fault that I don’t like your little jokes about the dead.”
“Who said I was making fun of the dead?” She replied with a barely audible growl. He laughed, “I’ll contact you when I get the intersect.”
“Fine.” The comm line went dead. Shaking his head, Jack started up the bike and headed off down the sewer.
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A cloaked man walked into a building guarded by armored undead. The inside of the building was almost completely coated in blood. He quietly walked up the stairs, and into a room that was set up like a throne room. The man fell to his knees before the throne, on which sat a small cloaked figure. “My mistress, ruler of the dead. They have sent one as you said they would.” She stood so that she towered above him.
“Good, now where is he?”
“He is on his way to your target, in the sewer system. Your scouts are keeping an eye on him. He will arive within the hour.”
“Then we shall wait for him to open the door, and take the prize from him. Guards! We move.” All of the armored undead moved as one to surround the two cloaked figures. Part of the floor opened up and they walked down into it.
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“There, that should do it.” said Jack as he entered the password into the control panel.
“About time you finished it.” replied Mia.
Shaking his head Jack walked into the dormitory and looked around for door III. It was the third door on the right. “Hey, I think I found it.” He moved over to the door and opened it.
As the door opened a golden blade shot out of the door. Jack tried to get out of the way but the blade easily pierced through his Kevlar armor. “JACK! JACK!” Mia screamed over the comm. He looked up into the eyes of the blade’s wielder. A pair of merciless dark purple eyes stared back. He smiled, “A…at least….it was…someone alive.” The gentle shadow of death enveloped Jack’s soul.
Fin?
Or maybe not?
it would sound a bit more fluent as well imo.
