::::Forlorn Part 3:::: [i]Previously... The four friends have started to uncover their unknown abilities. Ems has accidentally absorbed Zbruh as they become one part of the Trinecroma. The group starts to discover their abilities a little too late. The house that they are in is being invaded by an army of mutations from Hell itself. [/i] Ems: “We have to figure out how to fight!” Adidas: “Try to focus your powers on killing them. Maybe that will work.” Ems: *in her head* Easy enough. Zbruh: *mocking* “Easy enough.” Ems: “Damn. Will you ever shut up?” (Ems focuses on one of the zombie like creatures and tries to make something happen. Anything. A beam of purple and black energy erupts from her outstretched hand and collided with the zombie, tearing it in half and sending it’s bloody entrails spilling over the lush green lawn.) Adidas: “Hell yeah!” *MOL suddenly falls on the ground in a sort of coma* Ems: “You help MOL. I’ll take care of those bastards.” Adidas: “Alright. I’ll see what I can do.” (Ems stands in front of the oncoming wave of undead. She stretches out her hands and fired blast upon blast of purple and black energy into the horde. Limbs and bodies fly as she lets loose volley after volley.) Ems: “How’s MOL doing?” Adidas: *turns to Ems* “He’s breathing! But he’s not awake.” *turns back to MOL* “Come on buddy. Wake up. We don’t need you to die on us a second time!” MOL: *wakes up gasping* “HOLY CRAP.” Adidas: “Good gosh you scared me. Are you ok? What the hell happened?” MOL: “I know my powers!” *MOL passes out again* Adidas: *sigh* “Babysitting.” MOL: *wakes up* “I’m not a baby.” *passes out again* Adidas: “Dang.” (Adidas looks over at Ems who is currently slicing through hordes of oversized bugs with dual dark energy swords coming from her arms.) Adidas: “I wonder if we’re connected somehow...” (Adidas holds his hand out in an attempt to help. Shoot a beam of death. Something. But nothing happens.) Adidas: “Damn it.” (MOL has woken up again, but with some equipment. In both his hands he holds diamond edged blades sparking with lightning, on his back is a EG45 Full auto laser rifle and he has on a suit of body formed plasma shield armor.) MOL: “This is gonna be epic.” (Adidas watches, mouth wide open, as MOL charges into the fray hacking and slashing with his dual blades and pulling out his rifle to fire quick deadly bursts of searing hot laser fire.) Adidas: *sighs again* “Where are my powers? They were working a second ago!” (A hand bursts out of the ground and grabs Adidas’s ankle, pulling him down to the ground. Another hand comes up grabbing his arm. Adidas struggles desperately against the zombified mutilated limbs, but their combined strength is overwhelming him.) Adidas: “No! No no no no! Shit!” (Adidas screams in a last ditch effort to get away from the clawing hands. A supernova explosion emanates from is body destroying the ground around him, including the hands, and all the surrounding mutated creatures that MOL and Ems also we’re fighting with.) Ems: *breathing heavily* “That. Was...” Zbruh: “Awesome!” (Ems looked over to see that Zbruh had somehow become detached from her and was laying on his back with his hands in the air.) Ems: *smiles* “For once I agree with you.” (Adidas slowly stands up from where he was on his knees. The surrounding field was a mess of craters and scorched earth. The little house that MOL has resided in was a pile of rubble.) Adidas: “Did I do that?” MOL: “Yea.” Adidas: “Sorry.” MOL: “You owe me.” Adidas: “Ok.” (A zombie, still alive, slowly crawled towards the group. Ems turned towards the last remaining zombie. As she was about to splatter it’s guts across the already bloodied field, she noticed it was wearing a guard uniform from the facility.) Ems: “What if... what if they can be cured. They were exposed to pure stable radiation. What if they were exposed to the exact opposite.” Zbruh: “NO! Damn it I was starting to not hate you as much!” Ems: “Think about it! We could add another man to the team! This guard could’ve been one of my friends from the facility. We could save him!” MOL: “You kidding me? We can’t just waste one of those vials on a zombie! What if it doesn’t work? Wasted!” Ems: “So was the vial that I used on you a waste? I could’ve said no. It could’ve been a waste. But it wasn’t. You’re here and alive because of that.” Adidas: “I agree with Ems. We saved you. I think we should at least try.” MOL: *throws hands up in the air in frustration* “Fine! If it’s a waste, then I warned you.” Adidas: *looks at Ems and smiles* “We’ll take our chances.” Ems: *looks at adidas and smiles back* “Lets do this.” Zbruh: “How are we going to do this without this bastard biting one of us though?” Ems: “We’ll have to have three of us hold him down while the fourth injects the radiation.” Zbruh: “That’s suicide! You saw how strong those things were. They almost pulled Adidas straight into the ground!” Adidas: “we’ll have to be quick then.” (The group decide that MOL, Adidas, and Zbruh will tackle and hold down the zombie while Ems injects the radiation.) Ems: “you guys ready?” Adidas: “lets do it.” (The three tackle the zombie and hold it down as best as they can without getting bitten.) Zbruh: “damn it Ems inject the radiation!” Ems: “I’m trying! He’s moving too much!” (MOL hits the zombie on the head dazing it.) MOL: “NOW!” (Ems insects the radiation. An immediate change comes over the zombie. It stops struggling. And then it changes. Morphs. The dead skin and lifeless eyes change. The missing arm grows back. And then it’s a guard. A nuclear station guard... With a coffee stain on his shirt...) END PART 3 Follow the tags for more!