Umbrella's Corporations

Fell backwards as the hatch closed on him “dammit Z! Warn me next time you could of taken my arm
off” yell wolf.

then the aircraft flipped upside down wolf fell down onto the roof

Getting up he walked over to Jarki and looked out the window
“fucking hell get us out of here Z!” screamed wolf.

Shouting as they flipped over, she grabbed onto the support, landing on her side. Getting up, she saw Wolf talking to Z. Starting to walk over, she shouted again as the HAFH shook as something slammed against it. Hitting the wall and falling down, she cried out in pain and lay there as she felt the HAFH hit the ground hard, and grind along the road to a stop.

Looking up, she saw Zak looking at her shocked, and Wolf in the same state as her, with Austin already standing in the corner, looking dazed.

Starting to get up, she cringes at the pain running through her arm and looks to see she dislocated her shoulder.

A roar broke the temporary silence and she looked over to the loading ramp, which was starting to get pulled down by something outside.

Zak grabbed his LWRC Infantry Automatic Rifle.

"The HAFH is over heated, and the ejection seat is jammed so we are not getting out, we have to keep this thing from killing us for at least two minutes for her to cool off."

Zak then opened fire as the loading ramp slammed down, witch instantly slapped back up as the hydraulics slammed then back up when the tyrant lost its grip.

"Hydraulics are still on, get him to let go before he gets on they will slam shut."

Wolf saw Zak grab his LWRC Infantry
Automatic Rifle.

"The HAFH is over heated, and the ejection seat is
jammed so we are not getting out, we have to keep this thing from killing us
for at least two minutes for her to cool off." Yelled Zak

Zak then opened fire as the loading ramp slammed down,
witch instantly slapped back up as the hydraulics slammed then back up when the
tyrant lost its grip.

"Hydraulics are still on, get him to let go before he
gets on they will slam shut." Yelled Zak


Wolf pulled a box of shot gun rounds
out of his pack and loaded one into the under slung shotgun and fired after
each reload he fired a shot. He was good
at this so he was doing it at a fast paced speed aiming for its hands


Jarki opened fire too and for a few minutes
of constant fire it let go

Zak jumped back into the cockpit, flipping many switches and finally started the HAFH.

"We will be home in five just sit back and relax"

Zak then set the plane off on a course that would bring them home, out of reach of any infected on the ground.

Pulling Jarki up and putting her into a
seat he sat down as well


“Well that was fun let’s do that again
but we need more newbs as cannon fodder this time” said wolf

Sighing in relief, she sat there and stared outside. After a few minutes she snapped out of it, and joined Zak at the front.

"We almost there?" she asked.

She was answered by their Headquarters flying quickly into view.

Austin sat down, enjoying a cup of coffee that, amazingly, had not spilt during the erratic return home. Austin smiled when the base came into sight, safe haven being guarenteed, as was food and entertainment. Leaning over, Austin said to Zak, "Nice to be home, aint it?"

Zak slowly landed the HAFH on a helipad.

"Yes it is, now, All passengers please remain seated till the captain turns off the no walking sign."

Zak than landed the bird and opened the rear hatch.

"Looks like someone is home.", Oliver said to himself as he picked up his shotgun and walked towards the landing pad. Hopefully someone he knew would be on this flight.

Chuckling, she looked up.

"Damn straight it is."

Holding onto a support as they landed, she waited for the ramp to open, she picked up her share of the supplies and walked out onto the landing pad. Covering her eyes from the glare of the sun's contrast to the dark interior of the HAFH, she walked over to the nearest person, and started handing over her loot.

"Please put these in their appropriate places, and make sure it isn't left laying around in the armory this time?"

She left her loot with the man, then waited for the others to get off.

Wolf jumped out the back of the
aircraft and just stood there starring at the sky


“Am so frigging glad to be home
hahahaha” said wolf


Wolf started singing always look on the
bright side of life when checking over his guns

Austin walked off the Osprey, hefting the bag of loot, and handed it to the man struggling with loot, and said, "Go put this away. I need some R an R." With that, Austin set off towards his quarters, to put away his rifle, and enjoy some nice, relaxing paperwork.

"Mornin'", Oliver said to a woman who passed him as he went outside. She threw her stuff on him, and kept walking. He was about to lay it down and grab a box, when another person threw more junk onto the pile of stuff.

Gritting his teeth, he lowered the pile to the ground and got a box with wheels.

Turn round climes back into the
aircraft grab the rest of the loot get out with it walk over to the guy
struggling


“Need a hand?” wolf asked him dumping
the rest of the loot on him and walked off to his room

"I'm fine, I just needed a box.", Oliver said. "Doesn't bother me if they give all their stuff to me, means I get first pick of the good stuff."

Oliver pulled the box behind him, and began loading things into it.

Austin looked back at the man, and said, "Oh, and I cataloged all the loot we got, if anything is missing later, I'll have you shot and thrown over! Have a good day!"

With that, Austin walked off, through severel security doors, and down severel elevators, arriving at his quarters. THey were about the size of a large hotel room, with a sectioned off bedroom, restroom, and cooking area, with a large living area and office. Loading up the small desktop on his desk, Austin started with the mundane procedure of making a rreport, with casualties, shots fired, hostiles neutralized, and loot looted.

Wolf entered his room dropped his stuff
on his bed his room was small but that’s what he wanted it got everything he
needs food to last a while the ability to lock himself in from infected if he
need to.. Bathroom with the stuff needed in there, kitchen with a good supply
of food and drinks


A small person armory, two high powered
top of the range computers wired together so they worked as one two screens for
two different things at one, one HD TV with a ps3 all the games out at the time


One bed


Big collection of books

"Oh! I organized all the stuff we got, if anything is missing, I'll have you thrown over! Have a good day!", Oliver mimicked as the man left. He helped himself to some shotgun ammo, and pushed the box full of loot several feet before giving up.

The box was outside the door, that was good enough for him. Oliver took a bottle of whiskey and a glass and poured himself some.

Walking to her dorm, she sighed and dropped her clothes and gear, and walking to the bedroom. She did the slighty stomach lurching process of taking her eye out and and cleaning it, then showered, and put on her eyepatch.

She dried off, grabbed her MP3 player off the shelf and laid in bed, glad to be back, comfortable, and most of all, safe.

"ditch kadin ditch kadin" he heard someone say as he let out a shriek of pain punching the zombie off his arm. everything went black

"is he okay? is he?" kadin heard a voice saying kadin opened his eyes and he appeared to be in a hospital room. everything went black again.

OOC: Time to get the story happenin'!
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Jarki awoke the next morning feeling refreshed, but had a weird feeling in her gut. Ignoring it, she threw the covers off her and showered again, then put her eye back into place.

Throwing on her clothes, she walked out, and that weird feeling came back. Shaking it off, she went to the eatery and sat down. Usually, someone would come within 2 minutes and ask her if she would like anything to eat or drink. But not today.

She sat there for forty minutes before she realized no one was coming. Standing back up, she rubbed her eyes and took an actual look around.

It was completely empty. No food staff.

Thinking it was odd, she decided to head to the small library that offered fresh coffee at all times. She saw Austin around there a lot, usually standing by the coffee pot. But today, there was no one in there. She went to pour herself some coffee, to find the pot empty. Mrs. Jint, the librarian, wasn't bustling around as she usually was.

Jarki shook her head in wonder, and ran back to her room. Picking up her Kukri and her Jericho, she strapped them both to her and then held her knife in her hand. She headed to the storage, wanting a Flash Grenade. She out of habit would go to open the door before pulling out her key to unlock it. But this time it wasn't locked. Her gut feeling returned, stronger tenfold. She clicked off the safety on her Jericho, gripped her knife tighter. She opened the door and slipped in, ready to strike.

She let out a scream and fell to her knees.

In front of her, was 26 bodies. All of them staff of Umbrella. All of them mutilated. Most of the food was gone, all of the medication gone, and all of the weapons gone. There was a small store of ammo.

Shaking, she stood up and staggered out of the room. She went to the first dorm she could find, and tried to open it. It was still locked. Checking all the others, she found the same.

"So anyone outside of their dorms must've been killed..." she thought to herself...

She quickly ran to Austin's dorm and knocked on his door frantically.

"Austin! Wake up! Dammit wake up!"

Her voice carried throughout the stronghold....

Falling out of bed, Austin was startled awake by someone shouting. Quickly pulling on a pair of pants, and grabbing his gun, he ran to the door, to see Jarki looking like she just saw a ghost. Summoning all of his linguistical prowess, Austin opened his mouth, and said, "Whas goin' on, an' why so early?"

Carnage. It was a complete mess, all of it. Who knows what happened, but it was fast.

Oliver slowly opened the door out of the cockpit. Nothing was there. Last night was frantic, awkward, and somewhat disturbing.

--Last night--

Oliver searched the plane for any dropped items; shells, food, ect. He found nothing really intersting, but he did find a rubber duck. It squeeks.

Radio static cut through the night. Oliver thought he left that off, so he walked closer to it, only to hear screams for help cut short. He bolted the cockpit door shut, and hoped for the best.

At least he survived.....who else was alive? Oliver drew his shotgun and walked slowly outside.

Jarki quickly found out that she really didn't know what to say. Now that she had Austin standing there, she was at a loss for words. Instead, she simply pointed to the supply room, and gripped her Jericho tighter.

After a few seconds of pointing, she ran back to her room to grab her gear. She didn't know what was in here, but she wanted to be prepared.