The Wolf's Den

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James, now sweating profusley, is on his 197'th push up, he has his machete lying blade upward where his neck would be if he let up 198....199...200 James flips to his feet grabbing his machete and proceeds to lob off the arms and head of a training dummy in two precise, fast moves, he then sheathes his machete and proceeds to repeat, from the start, the entire training cycle once more, not stopping to rest.

I must improve....I must improve were the words that kept flowing through his mind, all the while his face remained in it's usual, cold, uncaring expression.

[CrazyHobo]

Vik was standing there, on top the roof, sabre covered in blood.
Behind him was a new gear for him. ZX11, Protecta, another Katana, 10k cash, 5 boxes of 12g, tonns of morphine, cherry pies, another LR8.
The longarms are fiesting on the new food, that Viktor just provided them with.
I'll wait for sunrise here, so they leave
Too bad, that the anime pansy didn't even last 5 seconds ...

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James had finished his training and was heading toward the door, Ashley whispered to Carter "Quick! we need to hide!" She pushed Carter behind some rubble in the wide hallway they were hidden just as James came through the door covered in sweat and some of his own blood now, he halted by the stairs and looked in the direction they were hiding for a moment but did not bother to go over and check it, he went back up toward the bar, Ashley breathed a sigh of relief.

[TRHeadshot]

"Hehehe, he's not very thorough now, is he?"

[Superchaos2585]

Sam was almost back to base when he noticed Vik. Wondering what he was doing, Sam slowly made his way to to him. Thinking Sam to be a looter (and noticing his LR8 and Amputator) Vik suddenly attacked.
"Whoa, what the **** are you doing?" Sam asked, nearly scared to death.
"You're gonna make me **** myself!!"

[CrazyHobo]

"your interrupting my moment"
Now let's get back on the roof, I want to wait till the dawn.
Too many annoying zombies again, and now Vik's got double the gear, that he had last time.

[Superchaos2585]

Sam hands Viktor his brand new amputator.
"Look at that thing, it's beautiful" a tear of joy runs down Sam's cheek.
"You can use it whenever you need, just ask me... This thing is better than that katana you have lying over there" Sam points at the katana Vik *found*
"I'm happy, I'm finally making it big *muttered: even though we're in a post-apocalyptic world*" Sam takes the amputator back. Gazing from the handle to tip, Sam says "Nothing's gonna hurt me ever again" Sam slowly returns the blade to it's sheath. He repeats quieter "Nothing's gonna hurt me ever again"

[CrazyHobo]

"You wanna bet?" - asked Vik.
Vik quickly unsteathles his sabre and grabs his kris in his other hand.
Vik stands into a defencive stance, awaiting his opponent's move.

[Superchaos2585]

Sam quickly unsheathes his amputator.
"A friendly challenge aye? "
Sam quickly runs up to Viktor, slashing down his amputator as hard as possible, only to have Vik hold it back with his saber.
"Wow, you're pretty strong, we should have fought a long time ago" Sam said as he wore a smirk. It was rare that Sam met a survivor that could rival him.

[CrazyHobo]

He won't last longer than 10 seconds
Vik kicks Sam in the knee, forcing Sam to fall on one.
Sam tries to do another slash, only to have it blocked by the kris.
The sabre is now next to Sam's throat.
"No matter what weapon you hold in your hands, it will never protect you, if you do not know how to use it. No matter how good you are, how good the weapon is, you always have a weakness. So this knife will not save you from everything. Atleast as you just saw, it will not save from me" - remarked Vik.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James reaches the bar and walks in looking in even worse shape than he was earlier, he ordered a beer and sat down in his usual spot when he noticed Ashley come in and make her way to the table "Enjoy the show?" James said to her as she sat down, he didn't sound angry, actually he didn't sound like anything, but then he never did, Ashly turned red "I..I didn't mean..I..Um.." James dook a drink of his beer and light a smoke "If you wanted to come you should have asked" Ashley had collected herself a little now "I..Dont think I could survive training like that.." James looked her directly in the eyes which startled her e little, it was the first time he ever had "Doubt is one of the things that will get you killed out there...I know you can't handle the training regime I set myself but we can start you on something simpler" James went back to looking into nothingness again "If you want to that is.." She replied without hesitation "Yes sir! I do want to!" James said "Good, next time I see Viktor I will ask him to help us with your training again, I will be too busy with my training to handle yours on my own" She looked rather pleased with herself and for once she sat silently drinking her own beer while James did the same.

[Superchaos2585]

Sam reluctantly nods. He notices his chance to strike back. Not wanting to hurt his friend, Sam turns the blade of his amputator towards himself and thrusts the handle into Vik's knee, causing him to fall on one. He puts the blade of the amputator to Vik's neck and says "Now let's stop this ****"

[Jack Steel]

Jack has had a pretty slow day at the bar, not a whole lot happening, the Zero agent seemed to be drinking alot though and he is covered in blood human blood, Jack is just glad he is on their side, Jack begins humming a tune to himself while he cleans glassesCountry road...take me home...to the place...I belong...west virginia a Cliath orders a drink interupting him "Gime a scotch barkeep" "Sure thing" Jack replied, he poured out the scotch and passed ot to the Cliath, he leaned on the bar near him, he looked like he had alot to say and Jack didn't have anything better to do.

[flynntaggart]

"mwgaaararhghh"

The light of the rising sun blinded Flynn's eyes as he slowly **** them open. A scenery of man's destruction, now visible from rays of burning light, replaced the view he had enjoyed long ago.

The surface of the wooden table was cold and Flynn's face stuck to it from a pool of his own dried saliva. His entire body ached from sitting in the same position for so long, but most of all, his head pounded from the beginnings of a terrible hangover. The world spun and a haze clouded his vision. The table he sat at was empty and all but a few still remained in the bar. Jack, the bartender, seemed to have left and gone to bed in the room behind the bar in order to prepare for another night.

Gunshots from down below didn't even phase Flynn. He had heard it all before, and now a days, they were as common as the undead. Though in his current state, he failed to realize that the sun should have removed all fear of the monsters that lurk in the shadows.

The door to the bar burst open. A cliath stood in the doorway and screamed in panic, his face flush and his words hard to find.

"Ascending Dawn!... At the gate!... They killed him!"

A wave of rage blanked Flynn's mind of its toxin.

"To arms!!!" He screamed and pointed at the three elder Fenrir's Fangs members still in the bar.

"Alert your men! Fight until they're all dead!"

Flynn ran to the window and peered down. By his rough estimations, twenty AD members stood down below in crude combat formations, firing upon their building. He yanked with Colt. 45 from its holster and checked to see that a round was chambered before bolting for the stairs.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James quickly shot out of his chair leaving a bewildered Ashley sitting there looking confused, he ran down the stairs at record speed shouting at a group of 5 Cliaths and Fostern standing around "You five follow me, we have a situation" They ran close behind struggling to keep up with the Zero agent, by the time he reached the bottom floor he had managed to gather 8 footsoldiers together, at the lobby he heard gunfire from outside, he withdrew his revolver and shouted at the man on guard to open the door, then he turned to the men he had gathered "When we get outside take up defensive positions behind any cover you can find" The door swung open and they rushed outside.

Three men were mowed down the moment they got out the door while the rest managed to find cover and were returning fire ****, I should have brought my M60 with me... James thought to himself as he looked for an opening to return fire, he saw one and shot an AD trooper square in the head Im glad I practiced today James returned to cover and waited for another opening Where is Flynn with the reinforcments? he asked himself as onother of his men dropped dead from burst fire.