Left 4 Dead (Closed)

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Look at the tits on some of them! Louis and Nick couldn't believe it as we progressed along the shore. More busty witches materialized before us, either shambling around corners or found sitting against the buildings. There were too many for us to deal with all at once, but after witnessing their crownings then the others began to get the feel for their executions.

Every one in a while a regular infected would be found but instead of a horde, we were able to finish them off without firing, just a boot to the face to crush the skull.

"I got this" Louis said when he found one busty woman wandering about crying. As he carefully approached her from behind, his weapon racked and at the ready. Drawing foot carefully after foot he saw the woman and began to wonder what she was like in real life. Her skin was dark, perhaps she was black and well shaped with long black hair and a skimpy like bikini. Perhaps she was here on vacation when she turned. Without saying a word he lifted the barrel of his weapon and placed it just an inch from the back of her cranium, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger.

BLAM!

The 00 buckshot slammed into the back of her head and blew out her forehead and the body crumbled in a heap before him.

"Damn! Nice shot!" Francis smirked. That was one more was added to the pile. Louis took a second staring at the corpse before the others moved on further.
"Move in teams and stay tight" I said to them, "Zoey, take your rifle and move to the rooftops and keep us covered."

The weapon reports were not startling the other witches. One-two-three were dropped and those nearby didn't even pause in their mopping. Wondered what made them different from all of the others.

"Don't forget," Nick smirked as he watched another witch get her brains blown out, "There's a church over there" pointing towards the East, "That has people. Perhaps there, we'll get lucky"

 

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Francis laughed at how Nick and Louis were acting as he climbed up to the roof with me, taking a spare rifle to be on look out. I laid on my stomach as I pulled out the high-powered rifle, looking through the scope as I continued to look around. There weren't that many commons around which made no sense. Just Witches. No specials, just these crying bitches. "Francis, what does that look like to you over there?" I said as I pointed to where I needed him to look at.

Francis zeroed in on the area where he was shown and gasped. "Oh god, it's one of those Tanks. Just near the shore, where we need to make our trek to after the Church." He started to cock the rifle and I stopped him.

"No, don't shoot. That will only piss it off and the team doesn't need that right now," I said turning back to my job.

Bill walked up to the Church doors and knocked loudly. "Open up, we're from the Pigeon!" There were no noises coming from inside at this point and it made no sense. "Louis, translate. Perhaps they don't know English.."

Louis stepped up and knocked on the door. "Hola! Somos de la paloma! Aquí para salvarte, hola?"

There was no response, only the faint cackling noise from inside. Louis stepped back and grabbed his gun. "That doesn't sound good!" He backed up too far and backed right into a Witch who screamed out. "Ahh fuck!"

Nick turned around and pulled up the rifle to take aim at the Witch, whose brain splattered as he pulled the trigger, blood splattering on Louis.

"T-Thanks man!" Louis said hugging Nick.

Nick just pushed him away. "Ahh don't do that! I just got this thing cleaned off!"

"Hey you idiots, that's not important right now. We've got a bigger problem," Bill exclaimed as he stepped back from the window, only to have the door of the church be busted down by a horde and some specials.

 

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Louis couldn't help but snicker at Nick, but when the infected came spilling out from the church their faces fell as a wave of them came flooding out. "Back up!" Bill shouted at them turning on his heels and running at port arms to put some distance between himself and the infected so he can use his 40mm grenade launcher. Nick and Louis were running faster, their eyes wide and complexion nearly bleach white.

When I saw the infected my jaw dropped. "Pigeons!" shouting, "Form a firing line across the road!" With Zoey and Francis above us giving us overlook we felt safe to handle these ones, but the boys running towards us were obstructing our line of fire. "Get clear!" shouting at them and waving the hand over my head, "Get clear!" Rifles and shotguns were at the ready. Bill could see us, despite his age he threw himself against his coherts and knocked them off of the road and into a shallow ditch facing the water.

"Open fire!" I shouted and we created a wall of lead. 00 buckshot, slug, and high velocity rounds zipped through the hot air and sliced into the rotten flesh of the infected spraying the air with a faint color of dark gray and green. The smell was horrible, but we were cutting them down at a wicked pace.

"On your feet" Bill grunted staggering to his toes and moving towards us along the ditch hunched forward. Nick and Louis followed and they rejoined us on the firing line. Bill used the left mounted sight on his weapon, aimed it almost parallel to the ground and huffed, "Fire in the hole!" and squeezed the trigger.

FOOK!

The 40mm shot out, went between the bodies of a few still standing infected, armed, hit another in the chest and exploded in a brilliant flash and spray of bones and flesh.

"Whoa!" Francis smiled.

 

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"Shit! That blasted a whole force away!" Francis exclaimed as he looked to the ground where Bill had shot the grenade launcher. A whole mess of infected were gone in a single blast. "Zoey! There's another horde coming from the shore. They're rising out of the water! Are those crawling?"

I looked to the shore through the sights and radioed in to Robert's group. "There's a bunch of them coming from the beach to you as well. You're going to be sandwiched in that bunker by numerous specials, and what looks to be like ones that are dark skinned----" I was interrupted by Nick.

"Those are mudders! Mud-men! You gotta kill them right now, they spread dark goo when they attack!" Nick exclaimed.

I took aim at several of them and let my bullets fly from my McMillan TAC-308 Bolt Action sniper rifle. I let the shots fly and their heads exploded. Some of the bullets flew through several of them taking them out. "You're clear now! The Church is a bust! Must have all changed before we could get here! We have to make it for the Pigeon!" I shouted over the radio.

"The kid is right! We need to get the hell out of here!" Bill shouted letting another blast go.

Louis was hacking and slicing through numerous infected, carefully avoiding any Witches. "We need to go! Go!!" he shouted. "Get down here you guys!"

I looked to Francis and packed up the sniper rifle. "We need to get going. This place is a bust. Maybe the next island will be better."

Francis just groaned. "Fuck, thought we might have found somewhere.."

 

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"Fall back to the boats!" I ordered. Zoey and Francis left their perch and exited out onto the street. We were firing in relays with my team firing and allowing Zoey and the others to move a ways down the road then they would lay down a base of fire and my team would fall back. On the radio with the Pigeon, the engines made up steam for leaving.

The last few moments getting to the boats was worst. We would shove off the shore and the infected continue to chase us. The Mud men splashed into the warm waters and their heads kept bobbing up and down as they swam towards us. When on appeared and grasped the edge of the boat next to Zoey I reached over with my pistol and shot him in the head. Another came up to the bow of another and climbed onboard and five sailors unloaded into it until a stump of legs remained and fell into the water. The other infected stayed more or less along the shore roaring at us, but unable to do anything about it as we moved frantically back to the Pigeon. We were dejected. Our first contact and it was botched, but it wasn't our fault. We kept guessing as to how the people could have turned so quickly, but there was nothing concrete we could do about it right now.

Coming alongside the Pigeon we climbed up the net as the boats were hoisted up. A Mud-man roared as it leaped onto the deck. It had clung to the underside of one boat! It knocked down Kate, straddled her and was about to bite when Jackson swung his rifle like a club and knocked it against the rails and we all unloaded into him then threw his carcass over the side.

"Looks like you need another shower" Jackson smiled as he pulled her up.

We left the island, the radio crackled but there didn't appear to be any more transmissions. Louis went to the bridge and sank his head into his hands. That woman's voice-he was the last thing she must have heard before turning. How could it happen?

 

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I looked to Louis who was sitting in the corner of the bridge with his head in his hands. "It's okay Louis. We should have asked if anyone had been bitten," I said patting his back and handing him a bottle of water.

"But I couldn't have translated that, so they would have died anyway," he explained as he looked up to me, taking the bottle. He then got up and walked to his room, closing the door and removing his necktie. He looked at the bunk that he slept on and just collapsed on it. He was thinking about how he was a failure and how he could have made things better. But all that went through his mind was that they were too late.

I looked to Robert as I hung the guns back on the racks, "Louis is not doing too well. We need to watch him." I smiled as I looked to my lover but that smile turned to a frown. "Everywhere we go is going to be like this. The teams are going to start losing morale if something good doesn't happen soon." I turned and placed my head against his chest.

"You're safe! We watched it from here and it looked like you guys were goners," Rochelle said as she looked to Francis, hooking her arms around his waist.

"Yeah, but we got it handled. No worries," Francis said as he kissed her forehead.

"Captain! We're running low on ammo once more. We are going to have to stop at somewhere along the map," Jackson said as he looked at the map and hanging the guns up.

"What about Gitmo?" Bill asked. "That place has to be stock full of ammo, or somewhere near there."

 

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Giving Zoey a firm hug and rubbing her back I nodded to Bill, "That seems to be the only option right now". Looking at their tired faces, we had barely escaped death again and we needed a boost. "Helmsman, set a course for Gitmo" letting go of Zoey I went to the charts, "Get on the radio, boost the signal and try to hail anyone in or near the base."

The sailors snapped to it as the Pigeon pulled away from the island. It had been promising but now we were leaving another wasteland. Nick returned his rifle and came back to try and cheer up Louis, "Hey" he smiled sitting next to the defeated man, "You see the tits on those Witches? Bet those were some good looking babes before they turned."

Louis didn't respond.

"C'mon man, where's that always optimistic view?" Nick asked.

"'bout time that left" Francis huffed.

"Shut up, Francis" Bill spat.

Louis continued to sit with his head in his hands trying to remember what the woman was saying as they were talking, but his Spanish was poor that it all sounded like jumble after awhile. "I should have seen it coming" he muttered.

"With our course and speed," I said tracing a line from the island all the way to Gitmo that on the south-east portion of the long island, "It will take at least two days to get there. We have to be conservative on our fuel. If it's a bust then we have to think about hitting up some more harbors that have fuel. That means we might run into more tanks."

Louis was in bad shape. His conscious was wearing down on him. He couldn't concentrate. He was moved to near tears as he sat in the corner, rocking slightly back and forth.

 

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Jackson nodded as he adjusted the trajectory of the ship and boosted the alert out. He and Kate were staying close to each other now. She was so scared of those 'mudders' as Nick had explained. One nearly got her and now she was sticking to her savior for the time being. Her large breasts pressing against his arm as she held onto him.

I walked over to Louis and patted him on the shoulder. "Come with me.." He looked up to me with a blank expression on his face as he followed suit. I walked out into the hall and leaned up against the wall with him. "Don't let what Francis says get to you. You are always a great help. This time we were just too late for the people at the church."

"Easy for you to say," he said with a darkened tone. "You weren't the one that failed at translating for those people. I'm not needed around here. I only annoy the crew with my addictions and now I've failed to save people that could have helped us. Let's face it! I'm the embodiment of failure!"

I put my hand up to his shoulder and made him look me in the eyes. "You are not the embodiment of failure. You are Louis. You help pull our team together. Without you, we would have all been Tank bait by now." I smiled looking to him.

"Thanks, Zo," he said as he turned away, heading to the galley area.

I turned back into the bridge where we were all making another plan.

"Attention! We are the Pigeon, a ship of survivors. We are looking for anyone that might be in need of some help. Radio back if you need us," Kate said over the intercom.

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Kassanova "Kassie or Nova" Charleston, is age 29 and an Army Specialist stationed at Guantanamo Bay. When the 'flu', as her commanding officers had called it, began spreading through the prison, she was left behind as numerous helicopters left the heli-pad and crashed into the sea after lift-off. She has managed to survive to this point but her MREs are running low as it is.

She sat on the edge of the prison guard tower with the radio within reach. It had been nothing but static since the infection started. But now there was a faint radio signal coming in. "Th-----the Pigeon----looking for anyon-----need some help... Radio back if you need us.." Kassie looked over her maps and realized that the location the transmission was coming from was about 2 days away. She picked up the radio and put in the coordinates of her location. "Hello! Hello! This is Specialist Charleston at Gitmo! Can you read me over?!"

 

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"Wait. Hold on. I'm getting something" Jackson replied with surprise. He moved the sensitive dials on the radio. The voice faded in and out until it finally rang in his ears. "....Charleston at Gitmo. Can you read me, over?"

"Attention, Charleston. We have you 5 by 5" Jackson said, "Be advised, we are the Pigeon. A ship with survivors and we need help."

I perked up hearing that as Zoey returned to the bridge after talking to Louis. Francis noticed her but said nothing as Jackson waited eagerly for the reply. "We have gained contact with someone claiming to be at Gitmo" I said to her.

On her end of the radio, Charleston was beaming with happiness. "I got you, Pigeon. I'm the only one holding the fort here."

"Only one survivor?" I questioned, "Holding down all of Gitmo? What happened to the others? The prisoners and so forth?"

"Gitmo, please advise. What happened to the others?" Jackson sent.

It was difficult for her to tell the story of the fall of the base. It was a lot of confusion, no one really understood 'the flu', how it spread and hot to fight it and when discipline broke it became every man for himself. "It would be easier for me to explain when you get here" she said. "It's just me. I'm low on food, but have plenty of weapons and other supplies."

"Well, that's good news!" Francis smiled.

"One more person" Bill growled, "One more thing that we have to deal with."

I told Jackson, "Ask her if she's had any contact with the infected." If there was so much as a sneeze on her from one of them then I would abort the mission."

"Negative, Pigeon" Charleston replied, "No contact with anyone for the past several days."

 

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Bill was standing in the corner puffing on his cigarette, hearing the communication between Jackson and the woman at Gitmo. "Didn't know they let female soldiers into that place. Thought it might be an issue with the islamic crowd there."

"Ya know man, they had to let 'em in there. There would have been a sexism issue on hand if they didn't," Francis said getting a glance from Rochelle.

"Since when do you partake in the political side of life?" she asked moving closer to him, her hand on her hip.

He rubbed his head nervously. "Uhh, I um....I just read it somewhere.."

Nick nearly spat out his soda. "You read something!! It's a miracle, praise God!"

Ellis chuckled as he fist bumped Nick for the coy comment.

"It's been a long time since I've had contact with anyone. I've taken out the prisoners that had been infected when I still had soldiers here. I was late getting to the choppers when everyone evac'd to the aircraft carrier. Thank goodness I was, or I wouldn't be talking to you at all. They crashed offshore because someone was infected," Kassie said as she replied over the intercom.

"Sounds a lot like what I had to do," Kate said as she looked to the Captain.

"Do we go ahead and continue there?" Jackson asked as he looked to the Captain as well.

 

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"Yes" I said, "We continue on our course to Gitmo. Get as much information about the base and the surrounding area as you can."

Jackson nodded and sent the message to the woman and waited for an answer.

"Someone mind telling me something?" Francis asked, "How do we know she's on the level? What if she's like those assholes that were at that fort?" The mere mention of the fort make Alliysn bury her face into Ellis's shoulder. "How do we know we're not walkin' into an ambush?"

"We don't" Bill replied.

"So we're just supposed to trust this chick?" Francis continued. "For all we know, she's got an army of babes just waiting to get the jump on us as soon as we arrive."

"Nice" Nick smirked.

With Zoey beside me at the chart table I put a dot on the map marking our approximate position and an outline towards Gitmo. "It's going to take us two days to get there. We'll need to refuel the bunkers and if what she says is accurate, then we can load down our ship with everything we'll need. The next item is, what we will do after that?"

Kassie replied to the question, "The base is secure. I haven't seen any infected for two days and they're all off in the distance. Nothing has come by here. When it all started the Cuban Army and militias tried to put it down, thinking it was a revolt, but that didn't last long."

The more that Jackson listened the more he was able to pick up a Cuban accent. It wasn't acute, but definitely there, "Are you Cuban, by any chance?"

"Why yes, well, half-in-half. My mother was Cuban and my father was American living in Florida" Kassie smiled.

"Nice. Now how big are her tits" Francis asked only for Rochelle to smack him upside the head.

 

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"Ow fuck! What was that for?!" Francis exclaimed as Rochelle rubbed her hand, trying to soothe the stinging sensation from slapping him so hard upside the head.

"I thought you were only going to think of me since you gave me this? Or does this mean nothing, biker boy?" she smirked as she held her hand up showing off the crafted jewelry.

"Oh baby, I didn't mean anything by it," he chuckled, still rubbing his head.

"Oh baby! Oh baby! That's what you had better make her say for the rest of your lives, or I can show her a really good time," Nick said as he made the smoochy face at Francis. Francis grumbled as he turned to take Rochelle out of the room, pushing her up against the wall. He moved his hands down her body to grope her ass, kissing her deeply as his lips pressed against hers.

"How's that? Does that prove to you that you are mine?" he asked. She smirked and looked to him.

"Oh yeah, that makes me want to go oh baby all the time..." she winked as she kissed him once more.

Jackson continued to try and talk Kassie into giving more information but the connection was becoming really full of static. "I believe that there is a storm blocking our communication, is it possible you can try and fix it on your end?"

Kassie moved the wires around and adjusted the antenna. "How's that? Does it sound a lot better?"

Jackson gave a thumbs up to everyone. "Oh yes, that is much better!" He looked out the windows of the bridge and noticed some lightning on the horizon. "Seems we'll have to slow our pace for the night because of the oncoming storm. But we should reach your location in no time."

"Sounds like a plan, sir!" Kassie smiled as she sat down next to the radio. Finally people.. It was such a nice change of pace. Sure, she had taken the time to snipe a few of the infected, to lower the numbers. But now, she wouldn't be alone anymore.

I looked at the chart that Robert was glancing at. "Sure, the base would be a nice hold-out until this thing is over, but when we land on shore, it always seems like we attract a lot of people. Why is that?"

 

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"I'm not sure" I said looking at Zoey. There had to be a connection. Was it the ship or the noise we were making? We tried to go incognito, but she was right, something was always, somehow, able to excite them to attack us. We had to figure out why. If we were to hold out anywhere, we had to eliminate any and all threats. "Perhaps in our journeys them or us picked up something. I mean, I know that zombies have acute hearing...perhaps...just perhaps...we picked up something that only they can sense?" It sounded strange. No one was sowing any symptoms or illness, but we couldn't account for everyone's. "Zoey, when the outbreak began...did you come into contact with the infected? If you did, even if you're not showing illness, perhaps we should have our blood checked?"

We didn't have a surgeon on board, barely orderlies and medics. But we did spend the extra money to stock up on some medical equipment, including vials and a centrifuge for blood testing. "I think we should get everyone checked" I said.

Kate was still chatting with their new friend as the Pigeon's speed was cut nearly in half. The sea was still calm, but the storm was coming closer.

"Should we batten down the hatches?" Ellis asked.

"I'm about to" Francis smiled as they had a heavy tongue action going with Rochelle.

"Get a room, you two" Nick snickered.

 

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"You just wish you had some tail, shut up," Francis said to Nick as he walked with Rochelle into their bunk. He pushed her down on the bunk, removing her top and throwing his new vest to the side. He placed his hands behind her head as he brought her lips to his. She returned the kiss and forced her tongue into his mouth. It felt so good. They were both in need of this. Francis pressed his groin against her thigh as he moved to the side, pulling his knee up to between her legs, allowing her to feel how hard he was for her. Rochelle just smirked as no words were spoken. She flipped over with him and sat on top of him, grinding her pants covered pussy against his groin as they passionately kissed.

I thought about it for a moment and then remembered back to how everything had started at college. "I don't think that would have anything to do with it, but...there was a cop that was turned and jumped me the instant I left my dorm room. He had on one of those riot helmets but that came off and his teeth grazed me here. But I didn't think anything of it because it didn't really cause any change in me." I pulled my jacket sleeve back and showed Robert the mark that had started healing.

"I've got something similar! I was visiting my mom for one of her famous lunches when the neighbor's kid jumped me. I didn't really think of it either. Ya think it has something to do with the sons of bitches?" Ellis said pulling up his shirt showing a similar mark on his abdomen.

Bill just shook his head. "One of the orderlies at the---I mean, when it all started, a prick nipped at me and only pulled a patch off, but it's healing though.." Bill pulled back the collar of his shirt and showed us his collarbone.

Nick just left the room. He had a feeling this was going to turn south real fast. He had been jumped by a bouncer at a club he was playing poker at. His mark was on his leg, but he wasn't about to drop his pants for everyone to see. His mind also thought about what if the blood tests showed up positive for them having the infection...the crew could start killing them all. He wasn't going to take that chance.

"Oh my, so you were alone too, huh?" Kassie said over the radio as she spoke to Kate.

Kate held her head low. "Yes. Everyone turned into the infected slowly. One by one they left me." She then looked around the room and then looked to Jackson. "If it hadn't been for the crew of the Pigeon, I'm sure I would have been a goner by now."

"Wow. I can't wait to meet you guys. I'd love to help with your cause.." Kassie admitted to Kate over the radio.

 

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"We hope to see you as well" Kate responded with a smile.

I said to the others, "We need to understand what we're dealing with before we land and potentially infect another person unwillingly. Helmsman, maintain our course and speed to Gitmo. Kate, you stay on the radio and keep her talking and we'll ride on her signal. The rest of us, we're going to sick bay to get blood samples."

"You mean-needles?" Alliysn whimpered.

"It's alright, sweetness," Ellis said holding on to her tightly, "We're all just going to get a little prick and a little blood. I'll go first and watch me" the mechanic smiled to reassure her as he wrapped his left arm over her shoulders and drew her close. We left the bridge and went down into the tight bowels of the ship.

"What's going to happen if we're infected?" I heard.

"If we're infected" Bill replied, "They we should have turned already" gritting his teeth at the small patch of healing skin the orderly gave him.

"So, we're carriers?"

"Not sure" I replied, "We'll know when we start drawing blood."

Walking past the bunkhouses there was Nick and following behind was Louis. "Where are you guys off to?" Louis called out.

"Get blood samples, dude!" Ellis smiled.

The black man stopped in his tracks with wide eyes. "Shots?"

"Yeah" Ellis said, "You ain't afraid of a little prick, are you?"

"Naw," Louis waved it off, "I deal with Francis all the time"

"Got him!" Nick laughed.

 

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Francis could hear the commotion going on outside and heard Louis' comment. He didn't care though -- he was making love to his woman, his lover, his everything. "Ohh fuck, you make me so hard baby," he groaned as he pressed his erection against Rochelle's thigh.

Rochelle groaned as she felt him. "You make me so wet -- feel how warm it is here," she said as she took his hand and moved it down to above her pussy. Her mound as nice and warm as he touched, grinning wide as he then spread her legs and pushed into her, both of them groaning as his length pushed into her.

The one sailor began to push the needle into my arm as I grimaced. I hadn't been one for needles either, but it was for clarification. I looked to the others as we continued to have our blood drawn. I looked over to Ellis who was playing the brave boyfriend, going first to show Allisyn how to handle it first. She seemed amazed by it. I looked to everyone else and smiled.

"So, what's it showing?" Bill said holding his arm up to stop the blood flow as he watched the one sailor use the centrifuge.

 

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"Give me a minute" the sailor said as he placed the labeled vials on the centerfuge and it rapidly spun for a minute. Come to a stop he pulled out one vial at random and looked at its content through a high powered microscope. He grimaced for a moment then placed that vial aside then pulled out another one and looked it. This went one for every one of the vials. When he was done-the sailor leaned back in his seat and sighed before looking up at us with concerned faces staring back.

"Captain, I-I don't know how to explain it, but it appears that every one of you is a carrier of the virus."

"What?!" Ellis cried.

"Hold on" the sailor continued, "It's not what it looks like. From the looks of the virus, it's damaged. I could see virus cells, but they're not functioning, they're just sitting there. Most viruses mutate and spread using healthy cells to become carriers, but these ones are not doing anything."

"Are they asleep?" Ellis asked.

"No," the sailor shook his head, "They appear to be...damaged. I don't know how to explain it, but each one of you has the virus inside of them, but you're not changing and you're not showing any symptoms, but you might be able to spread it to anyone else."

"And that's through contact?" Bill growled.

"I surmise it's fluid to fluid contact," the sailor said, then his cheeks blushed red, "That includes sex"

"Give it to me, you fucking stud" Rochelle smiled in delight as she laid herself on the bed, Francis straddled her and moved his frame up till the tip of his rod was wiping her lips. He stroked furious until he jizzed onto her smooth black face, not flinching as rivets of silver spunk rolled over her skin and pooled in her eye depressions.

"I LOVE FUCKING!" Francis roared.

 

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The two lovers continued to make the bunk shake and quiver under their weight as they fucked like two greenhorn teenagers. It was like they were lovers straight out of high school -- knowing each other for a long time. But since that wasn't the case, they couldn't care. Rochelle and Francis were having the time of their lives amidst the apocalyptic hell within the world that surrounded them.

"Oh fuck baby! I'm so close!" Rochelle squealed as she looked to her strong lover.

Francis was panting and grunting like a wild animal on top of her as he continued to press his entire length into her dripping cunt. Her moans were driving him wild. "Oh yeah..cum baby, cum!" he grunted as he gripped her ass to lift her up to him more, thrusting more furious than before. He was so close to his peak but he wanted her to cum with him.

"Ohhh aahhh!" Rochelle moaned out loud as she felt her pussy begin to tighten around his length. Her orgasmic bliss hit her hard as she came around his invading dick.

"Oh mm fuck! Here it comes!" he grunted as he pushed into her with one final hard thrust, his cock exploding with the white sticky seed as his shaft was milked for every drop by her tight twat. "Ohhh yeah!" he grunted some more as he looked down at her, both of them panting from their great highs. He collapsed beside her as he pulled her close to him, kissing her gently as they both came down from their glorious peaks.

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"So, if what you say is true, you should have some supplies nearby, yes?" Kate asked Kassie over the radio. She continued to check the signal as the storm approached, hoping they didn't lose contact during the disturbance.

"Yes. I have just a bit, enough for a few people. There is a shipyard nearby that has plenty of reserve fuel if that is what you guys will need," Kassie explained.

Kate sighed. "The fuel is great. It's the supplies that we're going to need more of."

"So what you're telling me...we're all infected?" I asked Robert as I looked to him. I was concerned because we had all had sex pretty much but no one else was showing any signs of turning. "What should we do?" I asked him.

Nick strolled in behind everyone as he leaned against the wall, huffing. "We're going to be killed. No one likes carriers. They're afraid of them. CEDA tried to kill us and now that there isn't a CEDA in the world, what's to say that these guys won't kill us to save their own hides?"

"Man, they ain't gonna kill us. We're too good of help around here, right?" Ellis asked holding onto a scared Allisyn as she looked around.

"Nah, they aren't going to do that, are they Cap?" Bill asked turning his gruff expression to Robert.

All eyes were now on the captain as everyone was scared shitless about the infection aboard the ship.

 

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Looking into their eyes everyone was scared and looking for guidance. If we're all infected but not showing signs of it, then we're not going to turn. This was a blessing of sorts. The tests confirmed our infection, but looking at the Strands up close, it would appear that we had the makings to an early vaccine if CEDA or some world health organization could figure out how to harness it. But everyone in the world is on edge. No one trusts any outsiders, especially the government. We were on our own. If by some queer bit of luck we happen upon a fully staffed government compound...I don't know what we would do except stay alive.

Looking at their faces, they were scared though their eyes were saying it-the rest of their faces weren't. "They're not going to kill us" I said to everyone. "We've become invaluable to the effort now. We're not turning, we're fine. We somehow are able to fight the virus to a standstill. We just have to figure out how to make our own vaccine. It can start with us and we can give out to others in the world."

"How?" Nick asked "Are any of us scientists? Bill there is an old veteran, you're a sea captain, and our 'doctor' barely got his degree of nursing." That was being upbeat on the matter.

"We're going to stay alive" I said "and the only way to do that is if we stick together. Somewhere down the line if we encounter microbiologists or someone that works with viruses then we can convince him to help create a vaccine."

"One guy?" Ellis asked "Why not a whole army working together? "

"Because, one person or two are easy to convince and persuade to join us than it would be trying to convince all of CEDA. We are best working within our group than trusting outsiders at this point. We don't fully understand what is causing this, other than if can turn some of us and not others. We can't press our luck. One bite maybe all that we get. Another one-and we turn into one of them."

"What about that chick at GITMO?" Bill asked.

Kassie asked, "Are there any cute boys on board? I know I'm being a little straight forward, but I like to talk about something else other than supplies and zombies. I need to get my mind off of what's happening outside for right now. Who's the hottest?"

 

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"Oh, I believe I have the hottest one," Kate chuckled as she spoke over the radio to Kassie. Her eyes looked over to Jackson who was handling the controls, who only blushed as he reached over to grip one of her tits.

Kassie sighed. "Aww, that's a shame. Who's the second hottest?" She was curious as to who she might be able to get with. Hopefully someone who she could repopulate with. That made her pussy quiver as she waited for a response.

"There are a lot of sailors on board. Some other survivors are here -- a dude from Miami named Nick. He's sort of shady for my book, but unless you are into that type of thing, that's fine. Then there is Louis -- he's the only African American on board -- well, the only one that isn't a chick." Kate chuckled as she continued. "Everyone else is pretty much taken up."

"Nick huh? Louis too? They sound like they might fight over me," Kassie laughed in response.

"They might! They just might!" Kate said as she continued to look at the radio, adjusting a control or two as to make the signal stronger.

"We might not be able to trust much of what she says. If we don't need to take the chances, we might as well continue on and leave her behind," Nick said as he leaned against the wall.

"Oh but come on man! She might be that lucky one that you've been waiting on.. Wait, the one that I've been waiting for! I call dibs on her!" Louis said as he put his arm around Nick.

Nick shoved him off as he straightened his suit. "What makes you think that you'll be able to get her? She might just want white meat."

Louis frowned and squinted his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Come on guys, there's no need to fight. When we get to her, she'll decide on her own," I said as I looked back to everyone. "On the idea of making a vaccine -- I took some chemistry in College before everything went to shit. It was just a recommended class and I just decided why the hell not. I might be able to separate the virus and test some simple stuff on the sample to see what fights against it."

Bill's eyes widened. "You Zoey? You know that type of stuff?"

I nodded my head as Ellis chimed in. "But hey Bill, didn't you know that dude from M*A*S*H? I wonder if he's still around? He might be able to help us out."

Bill frowned as he took a deep drag on his cigarette. "There is no way you could be that stupid. That was a fake show and that was the actor Alan Alda. I fought in a real war."

Ellis chuckled as he rubbed his head. "Ohh, my bad. My buddy Joe said that was during the Korean War. Thought that was real."

I shook my head. "It was, but it was just a show."

"Guess we had better go see what they are up to, huh?" Francis asked as he turned over to Rochelle.

Rochelle just shook her head. "If it was important, they would have come and gotten us. Let's just take this time for us." She put her hand against his and interlocked their fingers together.

 

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"Zoey, if you think you're up for it, then go ahead and try to sythensize a cure" I said to her then patted her shoulder, "Use whatever you need in the sick bay, but we're about to enter a squall, so be prepared for it and use whomever you need to assist you." We were banking a lot on this, but the worst result would be that she couldn't make the cure. We could try it again at a proper facility, if we ever found one. "The rest of you, return to your quarters-get some rest. We should be reaching Gitmo tomorrow." The others in the group turned away and disappeared down the steel corridors of the ship. Only myself, Zoey, and our nurse remained in sickbay as we all looked at the vials. We all knew what plagued us, the uncertainty of our future. If others outside of this ship realized that we were carrying the virus-they would shoot us on sight. "Zoey" I said calmly, "Do what you can. Tell me what you need and when we land at Gitmo, I'll ensure that they are the first things we pick up."

"You think that when we get there we can get some Cuban cigars?" Francis asked as he held onto Rochelle's hand.

"Aren't those illegal?" she giggled.

"Not anymore!" the biker laughed, "No cops. No troubles! I bet that chick on the radio has tons of them."

"What makes you think that?" Rochelle narrowed her brown eyes at him.

"I know that once things go to Hell, the first thing you do is break the law!" he laughed loudly.

"What is with you and breaking the law?" Rochelle smirked.

"I'm a hog rider, baby" he smiled, "It's what we do. Smoke illicit cigars, rum, and bang all the beauties of the beach!"

"Illicit? That's a big word for a biker" Rochelle teased.

"Don't make me put my dick in your mouth again" Francis jived.

The Pigeon approached the storm and it began to interfere with the signal. Static increased until Kassie's voice could barely be heard. Kate said, "Kassie, if you can hear me, we'll have to cut it short for tonight. We'll leave the radio on, but I'm going to retire. We'll continue to home in on your signal. Good night. God bless"

 

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"Good night to you too!" Kassie said as she heard the signal start to go out. She sighed as she looked to the sky -- the lightning showing on the horizon. There were a few infected wandering about on the street. She propped her gun up on the mount and looked through the sight. As the lightning flashed, that's when she took her shots. It was best under the light of the sky to take down those that were in the crowd. She heard a cackling noise and looked around with sights. "Wh--what the hell is that?" she said as she looked to something with an elongated neck and green ooze coming from its mouth. She then heard a hacking noise and turned the sight of the gun once again. "What is going on? I've never seen anything like that before." A Smoker was making its way to the base gate as Kassie took aim. "Oh no you don't bastard.." she said as she popped the lever action and pulled the trigger, the special infected exploding into a puff of smoke. "I wonder if they know what they are.. But..." she said as she looked to the sky, the lightning continuing. "...there is no way I can communicate with them until they are through that storm."

The storm was continuing to shake the ship. I continued to the medical bay as I found some stuff to work on. "I'll need these and those tubes over there. We're going to be splitting the DNA into two sections." I picked up some books that were in there and walked with the sailor that had some nursing training. We were going to try and make a cure. It was all I could do to keep a straight head. I'm infected and so is everyone else -- but we haven't turned. "Why?" was all that raced in my head as I began to work. I made notes to hand off to Robert within time of what we would need.

"What are those for?" the sailor asked.

I looked to him and smiled. "Oh, it's to help with the separation of the DNA strands. I think I can use Styrofoam plates for the blood spreading then look under the microscope at the porous parts -- basically to see if the infection is pliable to clean blood."

"But where will we get the clean blood?" he asked.

I smiled wider. "That's your job.. It will come from you.." He looked at me weird as I chuckled.

 

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The sailor looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a worried heart as he left sick bay to deliver the messages to me. By that time I was in my quarters settling in for rest despite the lurching of the ship, but the bed was lonely with Zoey not with me. A knock to the door caused me to sit up.

"Enter" The sailor with the messages arrived and handed them to me. "What's this?"

"They're from Zoey, cap'n" the sailor replied. "She's doing something with the blood and styrofoam, but I don't understand how it works. She says she needs clean blood."

Looking briefly at the notes, I couldn't understand it fully, but looked back at the man and asked, "Has your blood been tested?"

"N-no, sir" he replied worriedly.

"Well, she'll need a sample of clean blood in order to test her ideas."

His eyes widened further and his body trembled. "You afraid of needles?"

"Yes" he yelped.

"Don't be" I replied, "Think of it as a necessary measure" then the ship slipped again as a wave slapped the port side "Is that a good idea? To get blood while the ship is moving around like this? What if she misses and-and stabs my eye?"

"She's not that clumsy" chuckling at his fear. "If you fear the needle that much right now, then wait till the morning, but you are going to give her a sample and she'll give you a lollipop"

Nick and Louis were still at odds as they racked out on their bunks thinking about a woman they hadn't met yet.

"She sounds like she's in her late twenties" Louis said.

"How do you know that?" Nick called out from underneath.

"The way she sounds"

"Yeah. Well, she could be a smoker," Nick chuckled, "Think of old Audie Murphy over there" referring to Bill.

"So what?" Louis smiled, not dismayed by such a notion, "The world has ended, meaning that no more cigarettes can be made. Eventually she'll run out and have to give up smoking."

Nick couldn't believe what he was hearing. No matter what he threw at him, Louis could not be negative.

Zoey and her assistant continued to pour over the virus samples. The virus was not like any other virus. It would appear that it would eat the frontal lobe of the brain and then the virus would take over-acting as the frontal lobe for the host effectively seizing control of the body's functions.

 

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"This is quite interesting," I said as I looked to my assistant. "It's like something out of the horror films for certain."

"What do you mean?" the sailor asked as he held his arm up over his head at her request since she had drawn his blood, to keep it from bruising. He had a lollipop hanging out of the corner of his mouth as he looked to me.

"It's as if it is based off of that bug...I don't remember what it is called -- it plants its eggs into the host's head and when they hatch, the brain is under the control of the parasite. 'Zombie Bug' is all I can think of. But this is different. It's a virus. I just cannot tell if it was just put here to spread or if it was generated in some lab."

"The girl could be a lez for all you guys know," Bill said tired of hearing Nick and Louis carry on. He lit another cigarette as he watched the two bicker back and forth.

"No...no that can't be. Our one chance at someone an---" Louis said being interrupted by Kate.

"She's not a lesbian. Not from what I can decipher by talking to her," the Coastie smirked.

Nick huffed. "Really? And how do you know?"

Kate smirked. "She asked about any available guys. Now would a Lesbian do that?"

Nick sighed and held his head low as Louis chimed in. "No! No they wouldn't! That sounds great! I can't wait to meet her..and meat her," he said with a smirk.

"Oh you think she'd let you fuck her? She might want a real man.." Nick said as he looked to the other man.

Louis grimaced. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I mean how many women have you fucked?" Nick bantered back.

Louis stuttered. "A...a lot. What does it matter? I know how to handle a woman. How to please one and give her everythi---"

Nick laughed out loud and that made Louis mad to which he stormed out.

 

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"This shit is getting old fast" Bill growled and he puffed a few times then handed the butt over to his lover who took a long drag and smiled. Back and forth the two spat at each other. "Blue balls" the veteran nodded. "They got blue balls. If we don't get to land, they're going to burst."

"If it was created in a lab," the assistant said, "Then there's gotta be someone that made it, right? There's got to be data on their experiments." He didn't know what he was looking, just a strand of virus doing what it does in nature. Knowing he was over his head he turned to Zoey, "Will Gitmo have a lab that we can try further experiments on? What if we try it on a rabbit or a cat?"

The ship continued to pitch and heave with the waves. The storm was harsh but the Pigeon was rolling through it. Waves splashed over the deck and sprayed the windows of the bridge, but nothing serious. The external hatches were closed and the pumps going so there was no worry of flooding. But inside my quarters I was finding it difficult to sleep. I would sleep for a few minutes then end up staring at the steel ceiling. Gitmo was weighing on my mind. So many factors to consider. So many lives at stake, hoping that this new person wasn't infected or luring us into an ambush. Damn. I wish this ship still had its old armament.

The hours crawled by. It was getting late. The assistant asked Zoey, "Maybe you should lay down and get some sleep. It's past 0300."