<strong>May 25th 05:15 am – New Angeles Police Department, SWAT Division</strong><br/>Chris Wade currently had his feet up on his desk with his hands clasped behind his head and his eyes closed, a low snore coming from him. However he was soon brought out of his slumber by a tap on his shoulder.<br/>With a snort he opened his eyes and glanced up at Ezekiel Taylor, his best friend and SWAT’s point man smiling down at him. Zeke towered above most people, standing at 6’6 but had a heart of gold. He’d served as a sniper in the USMC for a few years until his mother got sick. When she had died Zeke decided not to return to the military and to pursue a career in law enforcement, making it into SWAT after attending the training.<br/><br/>Several years later, when he was 32 he met a young NAPD officer named Chris Wade, an eager young man with one hell of an accurate shot. The two hit it off, and despite a slight age difference became best friends. It was Ezekiel who had persuaded Chris to try out for SWAT, even putting forward a recommendation to Commander Henry Westchester the Commander of SWAT. When Chris was accepted into the division he replaced Ezekiel as their sniper and was promoted to point man.<br/><br/>“Why are you sleeping here? I thought Ellie was letting you sleep at her place while they fix your plumbing.”<br/><br/>With a yawn Chris put his feet on the floor and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.<br/><br/>“She is.”<br/><br/>“Then why are you sleeping at your desk?”<br/><br/>“Because Zeke there are a few things I don’t want to know about my sister and how well she performs in the bedroom is defiantly one of them. Unfortunately for me I got to hear her latest conquest moan that Ellie has, and I quote: “The most skilled tongue she’d ever had inside her.” Chris answered “I don’t need to know that kind of stuff.”<br/><br/>“Well good for Ellie.” Zeke chuckled, earning himself a glare from Chris. “Oh come on man, at least she’s getting some.”<br/><br/>Chris sighed and rolled his eyes as he stood up and started walking towards the door “Here we go.” He muttered.<br/><br/>“Seriously how long has it been since you last got laid?” Zeke asked as the two made their way down the hall towards the break room.<br/><br/>“I don’t know dude, it’s not like keep track.” Chris replied.<br/><br/>“Oh come on, you’re a guy of course you’ve kept track.”<br/><br/>“Well I guess I’m not like most guys.” Chris countered as they entered the empty break room and made their way over to the drink machines.<br/><br/>“Yes you do.” Zeke said.<br/><br/>“No I don’t.”<br/><br/>“Yes you do.”<br/><br/>“Don’t.”<br/><br/>“Do.”<br/><br/>“Don’t.”<br/><br/>“Do.” Zeke repeated as he dropped a few quarters into the coffee machine.<br/><br/>“I’m not having this conversation with you.” Chris replied.<br/><br/>“Fine.” Zeke sighed “But you need to find a woman.”<br/><br/>Chris sighed as he glanced around the room, making sure nobody else was there before elbowing the coke machine hard in the spot he knew would make it release a can. Grinning when he heard the can roll down the inside of the machine and land in the slot before bending down and reaching inside to grab it.<br/><br/>“You know that’s technically theft right?” Zeke grinned.<br/><br/>“Hey the amount cash this thing has stolen from me without giving me a drink over the years, it owes me.”<br/><br/>Zeke laughed “Whatever you say man.”<br/><br/>“It’s true.” Chris replied as he took a gulp from his can. Their break was cut short however when an officer walked in and looked at them.<br/><br/>“Hey guys Westchester is looking for you.” He said.<br/><br/>Sharing a glance the two friends made their way back to the SWAT office, wondering if they were going to be sent out or if he just wanted to remind them about their paperwork.<br/><br/>“So if it’s a mission what do you think it’ll be this time? Bank robbery? Hostage situation?” Zeke asked as they stepped into to room.<br/><br/>“You two there’s been a report of a nutjob running around Mercy hospital biting people, it’s nothing serious yet but I want you guys to gear up just in case we’re needed I’ve already called in the rest of the team.” Their boss said.<br/><br/>The two friends nodded as they turned to leave “Crazy person running amok, been a while since we’ve had one of those.” Chris said as they made their way do to the equipment room.<br/><br/><strong>05:45 am – SWAT Equipment Room</strong><br/>Chris slipped his tactical vest on over his BDU and stuck his gloves and balaclava into one of the vests pockets. Next was his radio and earpiece, which, after testing it, he slipped into its own pocket on the vest although he left the earpiece out for now before lastly picking up his helmet and placing it into his mini-locker in the van.<br/><br/>Next stop was to the weapon lockers. The first thing he took, as always was the FN-P90 he’d been using as his main weapon since the day he’d been assigned to SWAT. He clipped the SMG to the front of his tac-vest before heading over to the pistol locker.<br/>His choice of secondary weapon was always the HK USP Compact Tactical .45 ACP. It was a sturdy handgun with the option of attaching a laser light or a flashlight depending on the situation, which he placed in his thigh holster.<br/><br/>His final stop was to the rifle lockers where he collected the briefcase which housed a Remington 700p Sniper Rifle which he placed in the van. With the rest of team also finishing gearing up all that was left was to play the waiting game and see if they were requested and sure enough at a little past 0600 they were deployed by the Mayor himself to Mercy Hospital.<br/><br/><strong>06:40 am – Mercy Hospital</strong><br/>When they arrived they met up with Captain Franks, SWAT’s field commander, who was currently coordinating Beta team’s setup on the south side of the building. When he was finished, he turned his attention to Alpha team, conducting their briefing from outside the rear of their van.<br/><br/>“OK people listen up, at 0330 this morning the NAPD received a report about a man running around biting people. A few uniforms were sent in to apprehend this suspect but when they arrived on the scene witnesses claimed that he had killed several people and had been seen…eating their flesh.”<br/><br/>The team exchanged a concerned glance before Captain Franks continued their briefing, “Since then the situation has escalated, more people inside the hospital have become violent and a danger to others, that’s<br/>why we were called in. A few of those managed to get outside into the grounds and are attacking civilians. ”<br/><br/>“Rules of engagement?” Zeke asked.<br/><br/>Franks glanced around at the team “This order comes from the Mayor himself, anyone who is actively hostile...” He paused for a moment “Shoot to kill.”<br/><br/>The team shared a look, normally they would find a peaceful, non-lethal means to take down a suspect, only using lethal force when absolutely necessary but being told to kill anything that moved still gave them an unpleasant feeling.<br/><br/>“Beta team is in position on the south side, Alpha your covering the north. Zeke you’re on point, Ryan and Scott providing support. Ramirez as the medic you’ll be going in to help any survivors, and Wade you find a good spot provide sniper cover.”<br/><br/>Chris peeked around their truck to look at the hospital before studying the surrounding buildings, assessing each one as he went until he stopped and pointed at one building to the east of their position; just outside the barricade the uniforms had setup.<br/><br/>“That one there will give me the best vantage point for this side of the building.” He said.<br/><br/>Franks nodded “Then get going we’ll hold off until you’re in position.”<br/><br/>Chris grabbed the case containing his rifle before jogging off towards the building he had selected “Good luck guys.” He yelled over his shoulder.<br/><br/><strong>06:55 am – KGH Building, opposite Mercy Hospital</strong><br/>It hadn’t taken Chris long to climb the fire escape of the building and setup his rifle. From his position he could see through every window on every floor of this side of the hospital as well as the courtyard.<br/><br/>“This is Wade, I’m in position.”<br/><br/>“Understood, what’s it looking like down there?” Franks’ voice replied.<br/><br/>Chris looked down the scope of his rifle and gasped at what he saw. In all his years on the force he’d never seen as much blood as he was seeing right now.<br/><br/>“It’s carnage guys, a real gore fest. I’d brace yourselves, it’s not going to be pretty. I count 50 hostiles and 20 civilians…”<br/><br/>For the team Wade’s voice was cut off by the sound of a gunshot.<br/><br/>“…Correction, make that 49 hostiles.” Wade said<br/><br/>“Good job Wade, alright everyone move out.”<br/><br/>Chris observed his team as they started their assault on the grounds, while Zeke and the others took out the zombies, he covered Juliana Ramirez their medic, who was attending to several wounded. Eventually they cleared the first little area, buying them some time to rest and reload before moving on.<br/><br/>As he gave a sweep of the building he could see several people shuffling around that he could only describe as zombie looking. As he continued to scout the other floors he saw a man eating the corpse of a person in a white doctor’s coat. However the man stopped and seemed to sniff the air before turning around.<br/><br/>Chris shifted his rifle to see what the man had discovered, it was a young nurse who screamed and turned to run away. The man quickly went after her. Chris lined up his crosshairs on the man’s head then moved slightly ahead of him, doing the math in his head. It took him only a few moments to calculate the distance, wind speed and travel time for the bullet in relation to the man’s running speed. He aimed slightly higher to take into account gravities effect on the bullet and took a deep breath.<br/><br/>In that moment everything around him went deathly silent as he focused himself. Below him the flashing lights of the police cars and the crowds of people ceased to exist, they all just faded out of existence; it was just him and his target. His finger gently squeezing back on the trigger of the rifle…<br/><br/>The whole event took less than a second but with the loud crack from his rifle the man was dead and an innocent had been saved. He quickly adjusted his view to cover his team, watching as they took out a few more crazed people. And yet the more they killed the more seemed to appear, it was going to be a long day.<br/><br/><strong>17:00 – Eleanor Wade’s Residence; Outskirts</strong><br/>Chris let out a load yawn and rolled his shoulder as he stepped out of his car, it had been a long day. Heading to the trunk he opened it and removed the two bags containing his gear. Given the situation developing they had been ordered to keep their gear with them to avoid having to head to the station if they were called out again. Opened the door, he entered his sister’s house, proceeding to drop both bags by the floor before moving into the living room and collapsing face first onto the couch.<br/><br/>“Chris?” he heard Ellie shout from the direction of the kitchen, followed a few seconds later by footsteps and raised his head slightly to look at her when she entered.<br/><br/>“Hey where did you go earlier? You left without saying goodbye.”<br/><br/>“Well you were busy…” Chris muttered as he watched her grin as she remembered her latest one night stand.<br/><br/>“Oh yeah…” she chuckled.<br/><br/>Chris shook his head before lowering it again.<br/><br/>“Did you hear about what happened down at Mercy Hospital?” Ellie asked.<br/><br/>“I was there.” Chris nodded.<br/><br/>“I saw how bad it was. Are you okay?” she asked, her voice soft with concern.<br/><br/>“I’m fine.” He muttered before feeling Ellie’s hand gently touch his arm, looking up at her he gave her a reassuring smile. “Really El, I’m fine just tired.”<br/><br/>Ellie nodded “OK, dinner will be read in about an hour.”<br/><br/>After having dinner Chris went to sleep, knowing full well that with everything going on and the curfew in effect that things were probably going to get really busy for him and the rest of the NAPD in the coming days.<br/><br/><strong>May 27th 10:30 AM, Downtown</strong><br/>Sure enough the last 2 days had been busy for Chris and the rest of his fellow officers with various incidents occurring across the city and the hospitals being closed a general sense of uneasiness could be felt throughout the city. And today the riots and looting began, as if zombies weren’t enough to deal with. He had already broken up 5 different fights within the first hour of his shift and he was pretty sure it was only going to get worse as the days went on. He was then dispatched to the city’s power plant with the rest of Alpha team to help protect it.<br/><br/><strong>May 29th 12:45 pm, New Angeles Police Department</strong><br/>Gunshots and screaming echoed through the halls of the NAPD as zombies and officers fought each other. Chris and Zeke had been sleeping in the SWAT office for 2 days now, ever since the rioting had started, but as bad as it had been, neither of the would have assumed they would be fighting their way out of their own headquarters.<br/>They were currently fleeing several zombies who had been pursuing them. Zeke was at the front, leading them towards the stairs to the garage and taking out any zombies that were in their way with his shotgun, while Chris covered their backs, firing off bursts from his P-90.<br/><br/>“This is fucking insane!” Chris yelled as they ran through offices and more corridors, ignoring the corpses of their fellow officers as they went.<br/><br/>“Tell me something I don’t know!” Zeke shouted back as he shot a zombie himself.<br/><br/>“Anna in accounting has a crush on you!” Chris replied with a grin as he shot a zombie in the head, its brains splattering across the wall behind it.<br/><br/>“WHAT!?” Zeke yelled, getting a chuckle from Chris as they burst through the doors into a stairwell and locked it behind them, hearing the zombies banging on the thick metal door, trying and failing to get through, allowing the first to catch their breath.<br/><br/>Chris bent over and sucked in a few lungful’s of air before standing up and reloading his P-90 and, having realised he only had 5 magazine’s in his tac-vest for it, decided to switch to his USP for a while, knowing that he had more ammo for that.<br/><br/>“Anna has a crush on me?” Zeke asked.<br/><br/>“Uh huh.” Chris nodded as the two slowly made their way down the stairs towards the garage. “I thought you knew?”<br/><br/>“No.”<br/><br/>Chris turned to look at his friend, “Why do you even care? Last time I checked you were in a happy, healthy relationship.”<br/><br/>“I am.” Zeke said defensively “It’s just nice to know the ladies still dig the big Z.”<br/><br/>Chris chuckled as they continued their decent, thankful that the stairwell had been empty; a fire fight in those close quarters would had been risky.<br/><br/>However the garage was another story as they opened the door and peeked out to see a horde of zombies gathered there, some staggering around while others were eating the remains of their colleagues.<br/><br/>“Holy mother of God.” Zeke whispered as he clutched the crucifix around his neck.<br/><br/>Even Chris had to admit they were in a bad way as he turned to look at his best friend.<br/><br/>“Hey you know I’m not big on the whole God thing but if you can call in a favour with your guy up stairs and get us a little divine intervention, well I may just convert.”<br/><br/>Zeke usually shrugged off Chris’s jokes about his faith, since he knew his best friend never meant any harm in them but today he was serious and nodded “I’ll see what I can do.”<br/><br/>Chris peeked out the door again and surveyed the area.  The good news was, he could see their SWAT van parked across the garage and knew it had been freshly fuelled and resupplied last night. The bad news was the 100+ zombies and corpses that occupied the space between it and them.<br/><br/>“How the fuck are we going to get over there?” Zeke whispered.<br/><br/>Chris looked out the door and back to his friend and then repeated the action as he contemplated his next move before looking back at Zeke.<br/><br/>“Give me your 9 mil.” He said.<br/><br/>“What?”<br/><br/>“Your 9 mil give it to me.” Chris repeated.<br/><br/>“What are you going to do?” Zeke asked.<br/><br/>“What do you think? I’m going to distract them so that you can get the van.”<br/><br/>“Are you insane?”<br/><br/>“Do you have a better idea?” Chris countered.<br/><br/>“I…”<br/><br/>“Exactly. Besides, we both know that I’m faster and a better shot than you anyway. Look I’ll draw them away from the van; you get there then come get me, running over them as you go, simple.”<br/><br/>Zeke glanced out the door at the horde before sighing and reluctantly handing over his gun and the clips he had “Just be careful.”<br/><br/>Chris took the gun and slipped the magazines into his vest with a nod “You too and don’t piss about get that van and come get my ass.”<br/><br/>Zeke patted his friend on the shoulder “I got your back man.”<br/><br/>“I know, besides their slow and stupid I’ll easily outrun them.” Chris grinned “See you soon.”<br/><br/>Zeke could only watch as his friend quietly crept through the door and made his way along the wall away from it.<br/><br/>When he knew he was far enough away from the stairwell he stood up and glanced out at the horde. “Oh Chris what the fuck are you doing?” he muttered under his breath as he stood up.<br/><br/>“Hey who wants lunch?” he yelled, watching as the horde turned to look at him before snarling and running towards him…wait running?<br/><br/>“Oh shit.” He cursed as he started running away from the “Zombie’s aren’t supposed to fucking run!” he yelled as he fired off a few rounds behind him. Gunshots echoed around the parking garage as Chris shot zombie after zombie as he darted in and out of parked cars and over corpses.<br/><br/>He leapt onto one car and started hopping to the next one and the one after, all the while shooting any zombie that got close to him until he came to a white van at the end of the row and climbed onto its roof, gasping for breath.<br/><br/>Luckily despite being fast these zombies were at least stupid, making it easier for him to pick them off one at a time while avoiding their arms as they reached up to try and pull him down. He reloaded the two handguns and fired at any zombie that came close to him, spinning in a circle on the roof of the van as he went to avoid getting surrounded.<br/><br/>But it wasn’t enough as the zombies began to overwhelm in and when he had emptied the clips in his guns a second time the few that had fallen behind ran at him. The force of all of them charging at once caused the van to sway before tipping over. Chris leapt into the air just as it went and managed to land on the car opposite and took off into a sprint while the zombies recovered and began chasing him again.<br/><br/>As he ran Chris pulled out another two magazines for the guns and started reloading, however as he was doing so he missed the corpse of a female officer lying just ahead of him and tripped over it, which face planted him into the concrete and drop one of the guns, which slid a few feet away from him.<br/><br/>With a curse and a groan as he started pulling himself up when he felt something grab his leg and turned around to see the officers corpse come back to undead life and snarl at him before tugging and sending him to the ground again.<br/><br/>“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He cursed as he kicked at the woman with his free leg, all the while shooting the approaching zombies with his USP, which he had managed to keep a hold of when he fell, but cursed when it<br/>clicked out of ammo.<br/><br/>Dropping the gun he lifted his trusty P-90 and shot the officer’s corpse who was still trying to gnaw at his leg. He felt a little guilty at shooting a fellow officer but ignored it as he scrambled away from her body and picked up his USP before running again, grabbing the 9mm that had slid away from him and took off into another sprint.<br/><br/>He ran down the ramp onto the 4th underground level of the car park and froze when he saw 2 police officers lose a battle with another horde and fell to the ground, screaming in terror and agony as they began feasting on them.<br/><br/>Swallowing the bile he felt rising in his throat he glanced over his shoulder to see his own horde following him up the ramp and cursed.<br/><br/>“Come on Zeke, where are you?” he cursed, fear filling his very soul. He couldn’t go forward otherwise he’d draw the attention of the second horde and he couldn’t go back since the horde that had been following<br/>him was there. He realised he was literally backed into a corner.<br/><br/>Having no other choice he clambered on top of the car closest to him and aimed at the approaching horde, knowing full well that the sound of the gun would draw in the second group too, but if he was going down, he would go down fighting.<br/><br/>The gunshot echoed throughout the garage and tore through the skull of an approaching zombie, killing it but also drew the attention of the second group of zombies, who stopped feasting on his 2 fallen comrades and rushed towards him.<br/><br/>He fired the two handguns until they both clicked empty. Holstering them he switched to his P-90, hoping the rapid rate of fire from the SMG would dispatch the zombies quicker, which it did, however it wasn’t enough to reduce their numbers as the two hordes merged into one and were about to surround him.<br/><br/>Chris fired a constant stream of bullets into the crowd and kicked as hard as he could at any zombie that got too close. For a while he managed to hold them off until the 50 round magazine in his P-90 fired its last round. For Chris this was it, the end of his life. Not exactly how he imagined he was going to go out, being eaten to death by zombies.<br/><br/>It was then that he heard the screeching of tyres of a vehicle and saw the SWAT van skid around the corner and stop in front of him.<br/><br/>“Chris, get down!” Zeke yelled.<br/><br/>Doing as he was told, Chris jumped off the car and crouched behind it as Zeke fired his shotgun into the horde. It wasn't enough to kill all of them but did provide enough distraction to Chris to crawl under the car beside him and escape from the horde, at least he thought he had as he rolled out from under the car, only to come face to face with a zombie.<br/><br/>“Aw crap.” Chris cursed as the zombie looked down and lunged at him. Reaching up, Chris grabbed the zombie’s shoulders and threw him into the side of the car before jumping up and running away, watching as Zeke drove ahead of him and turned the van around.<br/><br/>“Move your ass Chris!” Zeke yelled out the window.<br/><br/>Turning around Chris saw the rest of the horde charging towards him as the one he’d just thrown into the car pulled himself up. Turning back Chris ran towards the van, ducking when Zeke aimed his shotgun at him and fired above him.<br/><br/>Using the last parked car in front of him, Chris leapt onto it and off, however he mistimed the leap and ended up landing on top of Zeke’s van.<br/><br/>“GO!” he yelled as he banged on the roof, grabbing either side of it as Zeke gunned it, rushing towards the horde.<br/><br/>“Oh this is going to get messy.” Chris muttered as he dropped his head and hung on for all his life was worth, wincing when he heard the squelching of bodies when the van hit them, ignoring the blood that splatted up and over him.<br/><br/>He slid from side to side on the roof whenever Zeke turned a corner and heard and felt the bumps and splats whenever they ran over a zombie. Glancing up he saw that they were near the exit and clung on as tightly as he could to the sides of the roof as the van shot up the ramp and out into the street.<br/><br/>Two blocks later Zeke slowed the van down to a stop, allowing his friend to slide off the roof. Turning off the engine he hopped out and ran around to see his friend sitting on the floor with his back against the van and his eyes closed.<br/><br/>“You alright man?” he asked.<br/><br/>It took a few moments for Chris to open his eyes and respond, turning to look at him he shook his head “I thought that was it man. That was too close.”<br/><br/>Zeke nodded “It looked like it…Do I have great timing or what?” he added with a grin, watching as Chris chuckled.<br/><br/>“Yeah you do thanks.”<br/><br/>Zeke shrugged “You would have done the same.” He replied as he reached down and pulled his friend up. “Nice distraction by the way only had to deal with a couple of stragglers.”<br/><br/>Chris nodded as he reached into the back of his pants and pulled out Zeke’s 9mm he had tucked into them when he had ran out of ammo and handed it back to him.<br/><br/>“Thanks for the gun. Sorry I used all the ammo.”<br/><br/>Zeke laughed “Don’t worry about it; there’s more in the van.”<br/><br/>After restocking their ammo, the two got into the van and started driving, although where they were going to go they didn’t know. During the siege of the station, everything was in disarray as the officers fled for their lives.<br/><br/>Chris reached up and grabbed the radio “This is Sergeant Christopher Wade are any NAPD personnel monitoring this frequency?”<br/><br/>“Wade? This is Captain Franks, am I glad to hear your voice. Where are you?”<br/><br/>“About a few blocks from the station.”<br/><br/>“I’m glad someone made it out, it was a nightmare in there.”<br/><br/>“Not just me, Sergeant Taylor is with me.”<br/><br/>“Thank God, I was afraid we’d lost all of alpha team.” Franks replied.<br/><br/>“What?” Zeke gasped in shock.<br/><br/>“Oh…I sorry men, the rest of your team were killed trying to hold off the zombies while other officers escaped. They died heroes.”<br/><br/>The two friends remained silent for a moment as they remembered their friends before Chris spoke<br/><br/>“Thank you for letting us know sir, what happens now?”<br/><br/>“The Mayor has ordered the remaining personnel preforming their duty to abandon their posts. Go and take care of your families men…and stay safe.”<br/><br/>“Thank you sir, stay safe yourself.” Chris replied.<br/><br/>“God speed Gentlemen, Franks out.”<br/><br/>The two friends remained quiet for several minutes after Franks had stopped speaking. It was Zeke who was the first to break the silence.<br/><br/>“So that’s it? Just abandon our posts?”<br/><br/>“I can’t blame the Mayor really. I mean come on Zeke look at this place we’ve got rioters, looters and fucking zombies! We’re living in hell and we’ve lost a lot of officers, we don’t have enough people to do our jobs.<br/>And personally I’d rather be at home with Ellie after what I’ve seen today.”<br/><br/>Zeke had to agree with his friend “Yeah your right, come on I’ll take you home.”<br/><br/>Chris nodded “Thanks.” He replied as he leaned back and closed his eyes.<br/><br/><strong>15:30 pm, Eleanor Wade’s Resident</strong><br/>Zeke pulled the van up outside Ellie’s house and watched as his friend climbed out and looked at him “Thanks for the ride man and for saving my life.”<br/><br/>Zeke nodded “Your welcome, but if you hadn’t provided the distraction I would never have got the van so…”<br/><br/>Chris nodded with a grin as he grabbed his gear “OK bro take care and look after yourself.”<br/><br/>Zeke smiled “And you dude, say hi to Ellie for me.”<br/><br/>After Zeke had drove off he entered the house and made his way to the bathroom, not seeing Ellie sitting in the living room, who screamed and gasped when she saw him.<br/><br/>“CHRIS!”<br/><br/>Jumping out of his skin, Chris spun around to see Ellie run towards him “What happened? Are you alright?” she asked.<br/><br/>Chris nodded “Not really, but don’t worry it’s not my blood.”<br/><br/>“What happened?”<br/><br/>“I’ll tell you later.” Chris replied “I’m going to take a shower.”<br/><br/>After he’d showered and put his weapons and ammo away he explained everything that had happened that day.<br/><br/><strong>May 31th 17:05 pm, Eleanor Wade’s Residence, Outskirts</strong><br/>In the two days since he had arrived home, things had gotten even worse in New Angeles. Yesterday gang wars had broken out in the streets which had abruptly ended when the infected arrived on the scene; the gangs stood no chance against the horde. Some members stayed to fight the horde and were killed, eaten and turned or fled when they ran out of ammo.<br/>In his area a few zombies had started arriving, causing the local residents to band together, and with each family having gathered supplies and pooling their resources had amassed enough supplies to keep themselves safe for a while.<br/><br/>Since Ellie’s house was the easiest to defend, Chris and the others had spent the majority of yesterday boarding up the house and adding as much protection as they possibly could. Mr Wilson from a few doors down was an ex-marine and had brought over his supply of guns and ammo, although it wasn’t much. After they had barricaded the house as best they could he and Chris had taught some of the others how to<br/>shoot, just in case.<br/><br/>They were gathered in the living room discussing the virus and what could have happened when Chris’s cell phone rang.<br/><br/>“Hello? Whoa, whoa Veronica slow down, slow down what’s going on? He did what? When? Alright, alright calm down I’ll be right there. No stay where you are, lock the doors and don’t let anybody in unless it’s me<br/>okay? Okay I’ll see you soon.”<br/><br/>After he hung up the phone he stood up, seeing everybody looking at him, although it was Ellie who asked the question they all wanted to know.<br/><br/>“Chris, what’s going on?”<br/><br/>“Zeke thought he could slip into the NAPD armoury and grab some more ammo and he hasn’t come home yet, Veronica’s worried so I’m going to go find him.” Chris replied as he retrieved his P-90, USP, the ammo he<br/>had for them and slipped on his Tac-Vest, hoping that most people would see the huge SWAT letters on the side and back of it and not shoot him on sight.<br/><br/>“You’re going out there? Are you insane?” Ellie yelled.<br/><br/>“She’s right Chris, your safer staying here with us.” Several others echoed.<br/><br/>Chris looked into his older sister’s eyes “He’s my best friend, he saved my life a few days ago, and if the situation was reversed he’d come for me.”<br/><br/>Ellie felt the tears brimming in her eyes and pulled him into a hug “Be careful and come back okay.”<br/><br/>Chris nodded as he returned the hug “I will and you stay safe too.”<br/><br/>Ellie nodded and sniffed as the tears began to fall “I love you.”<br/><br/>Chris smiled “I love you too.” He replied as he pulled away “You guys stay safe, be careful and if things get worse out here then stay together but leave, head somewhere else.” He added before he grabbed his car keys and left.<br/><br/><strong>18:00 – Danvers Bridge</strong><br/>Chris could see Danvers Bridge in the distance, it was a large bridge that separated the outskirts of the city from Downtown and from there it was only a short drive from the bridge to the centre of Downtown. He glanced down at the clock on the dash to see what the time was and looked up in time to see someone standing in the middle of the road.<br/>He swerved to avoid hitting them and battled the car as it spun in a circle around and around before flipping over and rolling several times before landing on top of several other cars that had been abandoned on the bridge.<br/><br/>It took a few minutes for his vision to clear but when it did he undid his seatbelt and groaned when he fell onto the roof, luckily his guns were within his reach and his ammo was stored securely in his vest, so he didn’t have to worry about those. Grabbing them he kicked open the door and climbed out, ignoring the pounding inside his skull.<br/><br/>Looking around he couldn’t see any sign of the person he had avoided hitting before realising that the car had travelled far further than he had thought since he was now on the bridge. Catching a glimpse in the mirror he was thankful that he had managed to escape with only a few scratches where the glass had broken.<br/><br/>It was then that he smelt something he really wished he hadn’t, the smell of petrol. Looking down he saw that his car was leaking petrol, as was the two that his car had landed on.<br/><br/>“Oh fuck.” He muttered as he started running across the bridge, thankful that he had started practicing parkour when he was younger…granted he’d only studied it because it looked cool but now it allowed him to leap over a lot of the abandoned cars, although if he could outrun flowing petrol was another question entirely.<br/><br/>He’d made it about halfway when he decided to glance over his shoulder and saw that his car had started to burn and started running faster, jumping on and over cars as he tried to get to the other side.<br/><br/>He was about a third of a way across when he heard the car explode and glanced over his shoulder again in time to see the other two cars explode too which then set of a chain reaction as the petrol from the cars spread across the bridge, the fire followed and caused those cars to explode as well.<br/><br/>He could feel the heat on his back before the shockwave picked him up and threw him forward, through the air and over the other abandoned cars before he landed on the other side of the bridge with a scream as he landed on his left hand, hearing something, most likely his wrist break.<br/><br/>Clutching his arm, he rolled over and fought against the wave of dizziness that washed over him and tried to ignore the ringing in his ears as he staggered to his feet before dropping to his knees as the world started to spin and he passed out.<br/><br/><strong>June 1st 17:30 – Somewhere in Downtown New Angeles.</strong><br/>“They're coming, we need to leave.”<br/><br/>“What about the officer?”<br/><br/>“Take his guns and leave him.”<br/><br/>“We saved him last night; we can’t leave him to die now.”<br/><br/>“Those things are coming goddamn it! That barricade won’t hold for long.”<br/><br/>“But…”<br/><br/>“No buts, he’s out cold and we need his guns, we should have just taken them and left him for dead last night.”<br/><br/>“We’re not savages Rick.”<br/><br/>The tall burly man ignored his wife and walked over to the unconscious police officer and reached down to unclip the SMG from his vest, gasping when he cops right arm shot up and grabbed his before finding himself flipped over with the cops left forearm pressed against his throat and his right holding his handgun at his head.<br/><br/>However a loud crash drew his attention away from the cop and towards the closed door but before he could say anything the cop was pulling him to his feet.<br/><br/>“Zombies?” he asked.<br/><br/>Rick nodded “Yeah.”<br/><br/>“You got a gun?”<br/><br/>Again Rick nodded.<br/><br/>“Then let’s go.”<br/><br/>Chris had started coming too just in time it would seem as he heard the man and woman talking about him and waited for the perfect moment to strike. He didn’t know where he was but the man wanted to disarm him and that wasn’t going to happen.<br/><br/>He waited until the last moment before opening his eyes and grabbing the man’s arm and flipping him over, driving his forearm against the man’s throat, ignoring for a moment the pain in his wrist and the fact it was wrapped in a piece of torn t-shirt. He wanted to know what was going on but the sounds of wood breaking drew his attention.<br/><br/>When the man called Rick told him it was zombies he stood up and helped the man up, now was not the time.<br/><br/>A brunette woman entered the room “We need to go!” She yelled.<br/><br/>“Is there a back way out of here?” Chris asked.<br/><br/>“This way.” The woman replied.<br/><br/>Chris and Rick followed and made it out the back just as the zombies broke into the room they used occupy.<br/><br/>Chris turned around and fired his USP at them, taking them down with accurate headshots as the woman and Rick climbed over a fence. Rick then covered Chris as he leaped over the fence. It took them a few blocks before they had escaped.<br/><br/>Now that they were away from the infected Chris stopped to catch his breath, noticing for the first time that his head was pounding, he was dizzy and felt nauseous.<br/><br/>“Are you alright?” the woman asked as she knelt down next to him.<br/><br/>“I’ll live.” He muttered.<br/><br/>“Are you sure? You looked in a pretty bad way when we found you. Do you remember what happened?”<br/><br/>Chris looked up at her and nodded “Yeah I was trying to make my way into town and I saw someone in the middle of the road, swerved to avoid him and crashed. Then there was an explosion and I was caught in the front end of it.”<br/><br/>“Well you got banged up pretty badly and you’ve been unconscious for almost 12 hours. You’ve broken your wrist, which I’m sure you already know but I did what I could to bandage it with what I had.”<br/><br/>Chris chuckled “Yeah I noticed, thanks for helping me, I appreciate it.”<br/><br/>The woman smiled “Your welcome, my name’s Sarah and this is my husband Rick.”<br/><br/>“Chris.” He replied.<br/><br/>As Rick helped him up “I’m sorry about trying to leave you and take your weapons, I normally wouldn’t have done something like that but I…” Rick paused, clearly ashamed of what he had done.<br/><br/>“I guess I can’t blame you.” Chris replied. “Where are we?”<br/><br/>“We’re about 20 minutes outside downtown.”<br/><br/>Chris nodded “Then that’s where I need to go.”<br/><br/>“Are you insane, you’re not in a good way, you should stay with us until you feel better.” Sarah said.<br/><br/>Chris shook his head “I can’t, I need to find someone. I’ll be fine.”<br/><br/>“Sarah’s right, at least stay with us for tonight.” Rick added.<br/><br/>“Thanks but I can’t.” Chris answered as he checked him ammo, he had 6 clips for his P-90, each holding 50 rounds and 9 .45 rounds for his USP and 2 clips for a 9mm that he didn’t have any use for leftover. Glancing over at Rick he noticed that his gun was a 9mm and handed them over.<br/><br/>“Here you need these more than I do, consider it payment for helping me last night, you didn’t have to.”<br/><br/>“I…thank you.” Rick replied as he took the ammo and shook the officer’s hand.<br/><br/>“So which way am I going?” Chris asked, watching as they pointed to the south and bid them goodbye as he headed off.<br/><br/><strong>20:00 – Downtown Mall</strong><br/>What was supposed to be a 20 minute walk into downtown, turned into several hours due to a combination of blocked paths, bands of survivors and of course infected, although it was slightly easier to sneak past them at night than during the day.<br/><br/>He knew where he was when he spotted the Mall and decided to head inside, hoping to find a bandage for his broken wrist and with a bit of luck a few more ammo clips for his gun, although he wasn’t holding out much hope for that. Any ammo would have been looted the first chance people got, which is probably why Zeke had stupidly decided to go to the NAPD armoury.<br/><br/>“Damn it Zeke what the hell were you thinking?” He muttered under his breath as he thought about his friend and entered the Mall, his eyes scanning the room down the sights of his P-90 as he went.<br/><br/>As he made his way through the mall every zombie movie and video game he’d ever seen and played ran through his mind, which only enhanced the creepiness he felt considering the last time he had been in this mall it had been full of life and people, and now was reduced to a quiet soulless shell of its former self.<br/>It didn’t take long for Chris to arrive at the pharmacy, opposite the hunting store and started searching for bandages and painkillers. As he started rummaging through the shelves he failed to notice someone spot him from the store across from him…<br/>