Part Four

Eden: Paradise Lost

Part Four

Kris and the rest of Alpha unit head upstairs that leads into the foyer of the industrial complex as Whitney went over towards another woman who faced Kyle and Cody.

Kyle: Jasmyn, we've brought them. 

Jasmyn: Good job, Kyle.

Kris: Are you in charge?

Jasmyn: Ha, if only. 

Kris: Then who the hell is?!

Voice: Now,now comrade, you should know. 

Kris closed his eyes as he recognized the heavy Russian accent as the grinning man came up next to Jasmyn as Kris shook his head and opened his eyes. 

Kris: Should've known...Lance.

Lance Reed, a former Russian KGB operative turned American spy and then Haven City survivor smiles as he was truly glad to see his old friend.

Lance: Hello to you too, Kris. 

Lance was covered in mercenary garb as his AK hung at his hip as he had two Mauser pistols and a two handed hand crafted Scythe that was strapped to his back. 

Kris: Lance, what the hell is going on? Why did you steal two military jeeps, why are you here?

Mary: You're going offly soft on him, boss. Who is this guy?

Kris: This is Lance Reed, one of only a few people I survived Haven City with. 

Nick: The Russian dude, yeah, yeah I remember hearing about him. 

Lance: Flattered. 

Kris: Who are these people you're with?

Lance: Call ourselves The Misfits.

Kris: Using that name again?

Lance: It holds a special place in my heart. Likeile your brother does. This is the best way to honor his memory and our fallen comrades. 

Jared: Alright you commie asshole, you still didn't answer the question, why'd you steal our vehicles, why are you here?

Lance: Follow me, I'll show you exactly what you need to see, and fill you in accordingly.

Mary: Why not just give us a fucking answer?

Kris: Enough. We've got nothing to worry about with them. We're following. 

Krista: Boss, these could be…

Kris: This man will get my benefit of the doubt, now all of you, fall in line!

Mary: Yes, Sir. 

Krista: Yes, sir.

Jared just spits and sneers as Nick and Rebecca follow behind as Kris as Lance smirks

Lance: Lovely group you have there, Kris. 

Kris: Lance, shut up. 

Lance begins towards the stairs as everyone follows behind single file, Nick coming up beside Kris.

Nick: You trust him?

Kris: He's the only one I'll trust, and that's the bad thing. 

Nick: Yeah I bet. Alright boss. That's good enough for me. 

Lance opens the doors to the rooftop access, Terry turning to Lance as the Misfits lead the alpha unit up to the rooftop.

Terry: they made it. Good. 

Lance: Yes indeed. What do you have for me?

Terry looks solemn and stands aside, Kris coming up beside Lance as Lance was looking stone faced as he watched Frankie stand before him, shackled and chained still as Dustin and Collin were standing far enough away from everyone. 

Kris: what is this…?

Lance: Why we're here...Frankie...can you hear me?

Jared: What the fuck is he doing she's goddamn dead…

Frankie: Yes. 

The terror that spread through everyone's face was easily seen and understood as the only one who isn't struck by this is Lance.

Kris: This...is impossible…

Nick: Apparently not..

Lance: Frankie, what do you remember?

Frankie: I don't know... I'm just...hungry... really really hungry.

Lance: Frankie, look at me. 

Frankie looks up at Lance as her eyes are pearly white and dead. Lance holds the gaze with full eye contact.

Lance: Are you hungry towards us, do you want to eat us?

Frankie: I just need... food. Boss, please... I'm hungry. 

Lance: Goddamnit…

Terry: All she'll talk about, boss. There is no reasoning. 

Rebecca: What the fuck is going on!?

Frankie screeched from Rebecca's terrified outbursts and she charges at the 23rd member, her shackles suddenly dropping to the ground as Kris pulls his 9mm out but his bullet never gets to be fired as Terry from his hip aimed and fired so quickly that nobody noticed the billowing smoke from his barrel as Frankie had a large hole in the middle of her skull. 

Lance: fuck!

Nick: the fuck is happening!?

Lance: Collin, Dustin, toss her. 

Collin and Dustin come and grab Frankie's body and bring her near the ledge as Jared grabs Lance and makes him face him as Kyle aims his .45 at Jared's head but Kris quickly pulls Jared away. 

Jared: What the hell was that!

Lance: Short brainwave activity continuation even after death. 

Krista: How is that possible?

Jasmyn: Reanimation of corpses is caused through blood and saliva transferal by one of the infected, this is basic knowledge. 

Mary: Then get to the fucking point. 

Lance: What we didn't know, until today, was that blood types play heavily into certain rates of transformation. Type A Negative means a faster rate of infection, Type AB can help fight off the mutation for a specific amount of time. 

Terry: But Type 0, that carries something entirely different. 

Lance: A jumpstart to a cerebral portion of the brain allowing continued brain functions on a minimal, yet still operational basis. 

Rebecca: my God…

Kris: If this is true how come we've never heard of such cases in the last 8 years since the outbreak?

Lance: Everything's been kept under wraps. 

Nick: How so?

Lance: One moment.

Lance turns as Collin and Dustin dump Frankie's body over the roof as they watch her body slam on top of a portion of walkers that were still about. 

Lance: Is she over?

Collin: Yes sir. 

Lance pulls out a detonator.

Lance: Goodbye, Frankie. 

Lance pushes the button on the detonator.

Lance: So, what else do you wanna know?

The sudden explosion happens behind him as the building trembles as a ball of flame shoots upwards into the sky as Lance looks at them unfazed. 

Krista: The fuck!?

Lance: Relax, doll. she swallowed a thermal capsuled explosive when she was bitten, with her consent mind you.

Kris: Why?

Kyle: It's sorta like a dead man trigger for us. 

Mary: How did you know what blood type she was?

The misfits look about but don't say a word. 

Mary: How did you know she had blood type O??

Kris: Lance…?

Lance gives his old friend an all too familiar look. 

Lance: we tested her along with a bunch of other recruits. She was the only one with the blood type. 

Jared: You rotten son of a bitch you planned on her getting bitten!? Didn't you!? You commie fuck!

Terry: We weren't fond of the idea either. But we had to confirm what we learned. There wasn't any other way. 

Nick: By tricking an innocent woman into becoming a human guinea pig. Real nice. 

Lance: Had to be done. 

Kris: Lance, you know goddamn well it didn't!

The two stare each other down as everyone's hands move towards their pistols.

Lance: This is bigger than you and me. Bigger than anything that happened to Haven City…

Kris: I lost my brother there! you, the only family you ever had! Nothing is bigger than what we have lost!

Lance: I am afraid comrade, that you're wrong.

Krista: She didn't deserve to die like that…

Shane: (over radio) SOS! S O fucking S!

Kris and the alpha unit run to the roof's edge as they look to see the bravo units building completely surrounded.

Kris: Shane! Status?

Shane reloads and kills another walker as Ajax was down below helping the others keep the unending horde from breaking inside. 

Shane: We could use a little fucking assistance!

John: (over radio) I'm on my way!

Kris; John!?

John:(over radio) Almost there!

Kris: you're not supposed to have left your post!

Shane: I'm taking whatever help I can get!

Kris: Fuck!

Lance nods to Jasmyn as she nods back and heads down with Dustin, Kyle and Cody as Terry and Collin come up to the rest of the 23rd.

John brings the armored camper around the corner, John pulling the camper beside the front of the building as zombies turn their attention towards the new abstract object.

Collin sets up his sniper rifle as Rebecca does the same a few meters away from him, both snipers looking through their scopes and then at each other before they line up shots, Lance coming up beside Kris. 

Lance: They'll be fine. There are things I need to show you still, Kris. 

Kris:. not until I know my men are safe.

Lance nods and watches on along with everyone else. 

John parks the camper as he goes towards the middle of the camper and pushes up at the emergency hatch as he climbs up the small sliding down staircase as he grabs hold of a mounted .50 machine gun.

John: Eat shit and die, motherfuckers!

John holds the triggers down and begins mowing down as hundreds of .50 cal rounds fire out of the Torrent gun, shredding and destroying large clumps of zombies as Collin and Rebecca take headshots and drop every zombie that comes into their sights as the two snipers begin trading off rounds. 

Shane looks about with a smile as he watches the zombies drop all around the front with relative ease.

Shane: Gotta love American heavy artillery.

Colby and Ajax move Millie away from the nearby window as some stray rounds crash into the side of the building to take down a large cluster by the door

Shane: Boss... we'll be fine. See you in a bit. 

Kris sighs in relief as most the zombies had been nearly taken completely out by the heavy machine gun. 

Kris: Rendezvous here. John, get your ass back to the posted position once you've dropped them off. 

John: aye, aye!

Kris turns to Rebecca as everyone looks a bit relieved. Lance pushes his com in as a voice can be heard speaking to him. Lance nods and presses it again. 

Kris: Rebecca, stay here and cover the bravo unit as they come here.

Rebecca: Yes, sir. 

Lance: Collin, stay and do the same.

Collin: Gotcha. 

Lance: Just got some good news from our tech specialist Max, looks like we'll all be getting answers together soon. Follow me. 

Lance heads off as Kris and the rest of the 23rd and the misfits follow, Rebecca and Collin staring each other down as she Tiff's and says 

Rebecca: Amateur.

Collin: Hundred bucks says I'm better. 

The two take sight and fire at the same time, both dropping two moving zombies simultaneously.

End of Part Four.