<div style="text-align: center"><b>¤ Sophia ¤ Catastroph ¤</b>​</div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#6b8e23">Sophia had been contacted with the offer from the World Wide Survival Organization, and she would of course accept the deal. She got a lot of cash, and she got a fun time killing zombies, and for a reason now, besides the obvious reason, to survive. She couldn't wait for this rampage to start, it was going to be a fucking blast. But, of course, she would have to remember that the job was to find the reason, and not just to drive over every zombie, and shoot every zombie that she would meet on her way. She smiled at the thought anyway though, as she continued driving on her motorcycle. Though it was no ordinary motorcycle. It was a motorcycle with four big thick wheels, and seemed to be made out of thick, yet lightweight armour. She grinned, it was the perfect vehicle to run over zombies without getting into too much danger herself, plus, the blades that were attached to the front of the motorcycle, on each side, helped keeping the zombies away too. She had her MP3 player plucked in her ears too as she drove, of course wearing a helmet, she didn't want to die if she should crash, or get something thrown in her head, no one would like that, especially not in this kind of world. The last thing she would accept, was the zombies to get her, she would kill herself if those were the last two options she had in life.<br/>
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With those thoughts running through her head, she continued driving down the highway in France, that would lead to the base she would meet up at. She couldn't wait to meet this other group of people that she were going to work with, the other Head Hunters. She wondered if they were just as good as her, and if they had some good weapons, like she did. She loved her micro-bomb rifle, or her SA-10, Step-Aside, as she also called it. Of course her shotgun was precious to her too, her gun too, every weapon that she carried was precious to her. She loved her grenades too, it was hilarious to watch the zombies blow into piece each time they tried getting away from the grenades, or actually tried eating them. She had seen that happen before, and she had laughed so hard that a zombie nearly got her. She smiled at the thought and then continued concentrating on the road ahead of her. She was almost there, only a little longer and she would be at the survival base, and hopefully, she would be able to get a cold beer. She was so thirsty, especially for some alcohol, she hadn't had any in a good long while now. <br/>
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Finally she reached the base, and she was let in right away. People tended to open the gates right away, as soon as a survivor came towards them, since they clearly weren't a zombie. As she parked the motorcycle at the small parking space they had, she looked around a little. Their base was the Louvre? That was just freaking awesome. She wondered if they still had Mona Lisa hanging in there. She grinned and shook her head slightly, taking off her helmet and walking into the Louvre, taking the elevator down into the basement. There she was greeted by what seemed to be a general. <b>"Hello Miss Catastroph, and welcome to The Louvre, the survival base in France, or one out of the few hundreds survival bases that are here in France. We, however, are the ones with the best military and survival training, and it's only a matter of time before the other bases fall."</b> Sophia listened to him as she was lead to the bedrooms they would be sharing, her and the other Head Hunters that was. <b>"Well Captn' that's not really my problem. I'm here for the money, and for the fun, and for the task, not for your other survival bases."</b> they reached the bedrooms and walked into them. The captain nodded a little <b>"Oh by it is Miss Catastroph, those bases are what you need to investigate, or at least the fallen ones, for now. If you don't find anything there, you will have to search the surviving bases, if they have survived at that time. For now, take a little time to relax, until your other members arrive."</b> he said and then walked out. Sophia sighed and sat down on the bed that was hers, shaking her head a little, this wasn't what she had planned for.</span>