"MOVE FORWARD!!" Marcus's superior yelled, in desperation moreso than authority. They were losing, Marcus already knew this, the Seargant was just too stubborn to admit it. Still, he outranked him, and Marcus had not found a reason to disobey him yet, it wasn't like he was going to die or anything. Marcus gripped his M4 tightly in his hands as he vaulted over the cover, firing a few short bursts into a vamp's chest. When the monster did not fall, he fired another burst in his face and it died.<br/><br/>One of them tried to get him from the side, shoving a clawed hand forward at him. Marcus leaned back and jammed his knife into its elbow, twisting it and severing the joint. He kicked it in the stomach and the arm ripped free of its body along with his knife. The now one-armed vampire screeched in pain until Marcus fired a burst into its face. He took cover behind a tree and let loose some suppressing fire on a small group of vampires, most likely newly made seeing as they still used guns.<br/><br/>"These pups should be easy." he said to himself as he threw a grenade around the corner, entering a fast sprint as it left his hand, it landed behind the fallen tree that they had taken cover at and they jumped over it trying to escape the blast. One of them was not so lucky as their leg was blown clean off of its body. Marcus unloaded the rest of his clip into the middle one's face and it fell a useless pile of flesh.<br/><br/>His assault rifle clicking empty, he holstered it and pulled out a Desert Eagle. Pulling the trigger, he let the handgun bark as explosive rounds slammed into one that had actually began noticing he was attacking. Huge holes blew into its body as it screamed its last scream.<br/><br/>The last one was simple, seeing as Marcus had already closed the distance between them. He jammed the Desert Eagle in its mouth and pulled the trigger. He would need a very thorough shower tomorrow morning.<br/><br/>"FALL BACK!!! FALL BACK!!" the Seargant yelled. Marcus seemed satisfied that his leader would eventually see reason and choose the most logical option.<br/><br/>"BACK TO THE FORETRESS!" Another soldier yelled, this one obviously terrified. Marcus simply walked as the rest of them ran away.<br/><br/>"Guess it's time to call it a night." Marcus said to himself again. He got into a military 4x4 with the Seargant and a few other soldiers and was driven away, the vampires screeching their sound of victory once more. Marcus frowned and looked at the picture of his daughter, distracting himself in memories.