CHAPTER 1
Lazarus is dead. But his name and blood live on through his son. The war with the undead is still alive.
2020-CPL.Cross enroute to undead hot zone
It was Roberts's first mission. Possibly his last. As he stood there in the Transport helicopter, his eyes glowing in the dark, sent chills up my spine. I have seen those same eyes...on braves. I felt as if I should shoot him dead in the head. But he was Darkwatch so I couldn't. After Jericho Cross in 1876,(My Great-Great-Great-grandfather), they have been letting Half-Breeds like Robert in to Darkwatch ever since.
"What are you staring at?" Robert said. "Not much Half-Breed." I Replied. "If you got a problem with me then shoot me don't just stare at Me.", "I would if you weren't Darkwatch." "Men, Shut up. Were approaching the hot zone. Get your weapons ready." Said the Sarge.Sgt Maj. Michael R. Downs, our sarge. A bit on the slow side, but quick in battle. He may not be able to do Algebra, but he sure can put a round though any undead head. "Here we are, GO GO GO." "Time to prove what you are made of, Half-Breed." "You know what I'm about this close to..." Just then the sarge kicked Robert out the door of the Transport Helicopter. "Get your asses moving!" The sarge barked.
As I hoped out a Reaper appeared in front of me, damn near cut my head off if it weren't for Robert. "Umm...Thanks." I quietly said. "Don't mention it, literally". As I helped my girlfriend, my partner out, Robert took off with PVT.Dash. "What's up with him?" Angel asked. "You know those damned half-breeds." I said as I shot a Gunslinger in the head. "Listen up, Lazarus II is held up in this house. There is about 13 keggers, 5 Banshees, 17 Reapers, 3 oozers, and a shit-load of others that we don't got time to name held up with him." "Well what the hell are we waiting for? Let's get to it!" I yelled, thirsty for action. The whole team seemed to agree.
We started down one ally filled with reapers. One ran up to Angel. She greeted it with a Shotgun shot to the face. It was a massacre for the Reapers. Dead, undead bodies filled the ally. Blood dripped from the Fire escapes. Then we made our way down the street. About 10-15 Gun slingers meet us there. Bullets whizzed by. I popped the top on one of mine M9 hand Grenades and threw. BOOM! About 9 gunslingers were blown back to hell. 6 left I thought to myself. "Shit, one of them got me." Yelled one of my teammates. "Hold on" Sarge said.
"It's ok Sarge, I can fi-" Just then an Oozer sliced off his head and shrieked. "God-damn it" I yelled. All our attention turned to the Oozer who was hackin' and slashin' through our forces. 1 Team-member here, another there. Then, when I thought we were screwed, Robert popped up from what looked like hell and stuck a mine to the Oozer. "Get outta the WAY!!!" I yelled to the fellow Darkwatch. We all jumped behind cover just in time. Ka-Boom. The Oozer was down. "Good of you to join the fight" I said. "Nice to be in it" Robert replied. "Were is Pvt.Dash?" The sarge asked. "Dead, sir." "Did you kill him?" Angel asked." No. I didn't". One of my team-mates pulled a woman from the sewer. She was bleeding from the neck. "What's this-" Whiz, Another bullet went passed my head. "Let's settle this another time. First we got to kill the rest of these Gun-Slingers". It was an easy battle from there. Once the rest of the Gun-Slingers were down we went straight for old Lazzy. Here we come Lazarus I thought to my self. Here we come.
2020-PVT.Miller under ground in sewers
I could sense that Pvt. Dash was Un-easy about being near me. "Relax, Dash. I won't bite...you." I told him. "Thanks." He said sarcastically. "Stop." I whispered. I sniffed the air, smelling a sweet aroma. "Do you smell that?" I asked. "No, what?" he replied. I started following the smell.
After about half a mile of tunnels I found a 21 year old girl dieing. It looked as if she had been shot. "Oh my god" Exclaimed Dash. "She's bleeding to death." I said. "It looks like she can't make it." Dash said. "No, no I don't think I'll make it. Please, take this and give it to my daughter." I took it, put it in my pocket then pounced on her and started sucking her neck as if she was a bottle of Vodka. "What the hell are you doing?" Yelled Dash. "She's going to die anyways, and I'm hungry. I'll turn her into one of us." In a weak voice "What's that?" Asked the woman. "A darkwatch member."
As I said this I picked her up, started to turn around when I saw only a headless Body on the ground. "Shit." I put the woman down. "Stay here, be quite." "Ok" Said the woman. When I turned around I saw a quick flash. I cocked my Redeemer Version XX. "Who ever is there, I won't hurt-" BAM. I got hit so hard I felt as if my boots came off. "That, that was a cheap blo-" BOOM. Another strong hit. I stayed down for a second. I looked carefully. There, I saw it. Here it comes. In one second I jump to my feet, dodged the oncoming attack, grabbed its arm, broke it, and shot it in the head. It fell in a heap of undead skin, guts, blood, and bone. Just then I heard a load rumbling. Like a train, or a semi was above my head. When I saw what it was I had to take action. I pulled out a Mine, walked up to the top of the ladder, punched the man-hole off, and placed the mine on the oozer's leg. I then jumped back down when I heard CPL. Cross yell "Get outta the WAY!!!"
2020-PVT.Angel Lanzo enroute to Lazarus' Hideout
We were almost there. I look next to me ,seeing Ken so intent on taking him out, it almost scares me. "Watch out! Undead Drivers!" said the sarge as two semis bursted out of a warehouse. I pulled out my Blackfish Mark XV, aimed and fired. one of the semis swerved, then crashed into the other. The resulting fireball was so large I could feel the heat from here, and they were at least 300 feet from pur postion!
We contuined our little hike until we came to a fancy looking buliding. "This is it." said the sarge. "Pvt.Johnson, Sgt. Mcgonner, I want this whole blocked werid for demolition. Now!" "Yes Sargent!" Both the soliders yelled with pried. " PVT.lanzo, PVT.Miller, CPL.Cross, get in there and take out as many damned as you can, got me?" "Yes, Sarge" We all yelled. Well looks like were all being thrown into the snakes pit. Luckly we bite back.
We entered by roof top. Not much resintance. Thats what worrys me. It was easy up until we got to the Ballroom. We saw him. Lazarus. He didn't look anything like his father. "Ahh, the Darkwatch." Lazarus said in a sarcastic tone. "And, I smell Cross blood?" Ken looked at himself. "But, someone sweetier." in a flash, Lazarus flew right up to me, took me, flew me back down, and started to suck the life out of me."NO!"As I was sucked on I started to loose concissoin. I barley saw what happened next. About 10-20 Reapers clawed there way out from the ground. Then I started to be lift up. Lazarus was taking me somewhere. Then, I blacked out.
2020-CPL.Cross In Lazarus Hideout
I saw in horror as Angel was carryed off by Lazarus. Blam, that shot toke 3 Reapers out simultaneously. Just then, I heard an exploison load enough that it could have been a Nuke. The whole buliding started to come down on top of us. And it did. A piece of rubble knocked me unconscious.
When I woke up I was back at the Darkwatch HQ. The DWHQ, located in the Nevada desert somewhere. Some people say it is almost as secert as Area 51. Hell maybe more secert. The design has stayed the same from the 1876 design. Well except a few minor adjustments. Like increases in security. "Corporal, what the fuck happened!?" the General asked. General Thomas G Garason, Big Bro as some of us call him. "Sir, the mission went bad. PVT.Angel Lanzo was kiddnaped and takken hostage by Lazarus himself." I told the Big Bro. "Damn, she was a good agent." Gen.Garason told me. "Look, why the hell are you talking about her in the past tence? We need to rescue her." "No, no we can't." "Why?" "She's only one Private." "God damn it, she's my lover, my girlfriend!" "Don't get Romanticly involved with other Darkwatch agents!!" I couldn't listen to another second. I punched the General square in the jaw. Which was replied with a weapon butt hit to the back of me head.
When I woke up I was frying in the Nevada desert sun. "Hey, you up?" I looked up and saw Robert, the Half-Breed, standing there. "How the hell is a half-breed like you standing in the sun?" "It's called the dead-light prisim. All half-breed Darkwatch agents are issued a small piece of the Dead-light prisim. Didn't you read the training mannuel?" He got me there. "Well why are you here?" "To help get your girlfriend back. Do you have a problem with that?" "Well, thank you." "No problem." "Were do we go from here?" "Well, follow the train tracks."
2020-PVT.Lanzo Unknown Location
I woke up, feeling like I was about to vomit, I did. I looked next to me, seeing a pale woman sitting there. "Welcome Angel."
the woman said. "Welcome, to the Blood Forum. This is where all the Half-Breeds and throughbreds come. You won't see any Reapers, Keggers, Oozers, or Braves here." the woman explained.
I felt a sudden hunger I have never felt before. I let out a growl, hungey for blood. "Your hungrey, here have some." She handed me a bottle filled with a thick red liqud, blood. It read on the label: Hema-jucie, Female, year 1920. "That, that is a good year." Says the woman. "I didn't get your name. What is it?" I asked. "Calpurnia. I know it is dorky. But it is my name so I have to stick with it.
I noticed just now that I was straped to the bed. "Umm...do you mind if you untied me?" I asked. "Well you still are darkwatch so we must take the upmost precausion. Sorry." She said. When I first touched the blood to my lips and drank it I felt a sudden rush of warmth over my body. first my head, then my chest, then my stomache, then down to my groin, then into my legs. "Well now that you have tasted blood time to get you ready." Calpurnia said. "Ready for what?" "Your training."
TO BE CONTINUED
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