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Dead Rising 3: A New Player	By : PennyBFarthing Category: +A through F > Dead Rising series Views: 5550 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Dead Rising 3, or it's characters. I have used characters, storyline and location details from Dead Rising 3 by Capcom, I make no money from writing this story.

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Chapter 13

It was a little tricker getting back in the car, as a group of zombies had surrounded the walls, drawn by the gun fire. They sat on the fence and picked off 10 or so zombie’s standing close to the car, jumped over the pack crowding towards the fence and made off in the reinforced muscle car.

On their way to South Almuda, they saw a woman standing on top of an overturned vehicle surrounded by zombies.

“Stop the car,” said Harriet, Nick did as she said, and Harriet ran towards the pack before Nick and Annie had even managed to get out of the car. She had her knife and sword drawn and went at the group with her blades. She swung her sword through the head of an approaching zombie and stabbed another in the head with her left hand. She continued in this way until Annie and Nick caught up. Taking her lead and saving on bullets, Nick used his spiked bat to take any out that came at Harriet from the side.

When they had finished killing the surrounding zombies, Nick looked up at the girl on the vehicle who was holding herself and shaking badly.

“You’re fine now,” said Annie, “you can go.”

The girls said nothing, and continued to stare at the ground shaking. Annie was a great survivor, but perhaps not the best with people.

“Hi, I’m Nick,” Nick said, walking into her line of sight, “do you need help?”

Only then, did the girl seem to register their presence, “yes, my friend needs help, he’s locked in there with some freak.”

“We can help,” said Harriet, “start from the beginning.”

“The two of us were looking for supplies, and we were raiding Annie’s triple x,” she started, “this crazy guy wearing... this mask caught us by surprise. I managed to bolt out the door before he locked it, but he’s still in there. I don’t know what he’s going to do…” she started to cry.

“What’s your name?” asked Nick.

“Julia,” she said, choking back tears.

“How long has he had him in there Julia.”

“I don’t know, a little under an hour I’d guess,” Julia replied.

“What does he want?” asked Harriet.

Julia began to cry again, “he said he wanted to have a little fun with us. He was wearing one of those freaky S&M masks and a g-string. He had…a… set-up, some chairs and…”

“It’s okay,” said Nick, “we’ll get him out of there, you can either stay on the car, or come with us.”

She seemed to be recovering her bravery, anger replacing fear, “I’ll come with you. I’m going to kill that fucker!”

“That’s the spirit,” said Annie, having something she could relate to.

The four of them made their way inside the sex shop. The door was locked as Julia said.

“Plan?” asked Nick, deferring to Harriet who was a good tactician.

“I’ll use a grenade to blast the door. Julia, here’s a handgun, your job will be to get your friend out of there whiles we distract him. We’ll use the Z.A.R’s, how’s the ammo?” asked Harriet.

“Twenty,” said Nick.

“Fifteen,” said Annie.

“That should do it. Fire from the doorway, find cover and repeat. We’ll have to see what we are facing when we get in there,” said Harriet.

With that, the group enacted the first part of the plan. Harriet pulled the pin, set the grenade in place and they all ran out side for cover. The door blew off the hinges with the force of the grenade and they moved their way into the shop again. They slowly crept around the doorframe, which led to a large warehouse, with their weapons on the ready. They saw a man tied to a chair on a stage. It looked as though the crazy guy inside had spent his time preparing a scene. The stage was set with various apparatus, some of which Nick wasn’t even sure what it was meant to do.

“ooo, lucky widdle me,” said a man’s voice from the walkway above. There was no clear shot, so they waited to make their move.

“I have pulled in a bumper crop today! I think I’m going to start with the cute one in tight jeans, hmmmmmm, what’s your name cutie.”

“Nick,” he said instinctively, he had no idea what he was doing. Maybe they could talk him down?

“Don’t tell him your name,” said Annie, who had ducked back behind the doorframe.

“Yeah Nick, and how did you know he was talking to you, maybe he was talking to me?” said Harriet.

“You’re not wearing jeans!” said Nick.

“hooo, hoooo! Now, don’t fight over me girls and boys. There is plenty of Dylan to go around,” he stepped from out of the shadows. Dylan had straight blonde blow died hair, which was obstructed by a leather gimp mask. Other than that, he wasn’t wearing much, just a leather g-string and a pink cowboy hat.

“Oh, come on!” said Annie, who seemed to find this whole situation ridiculous.

“Don’t you be laughing girlie!” said Dylan, with surprising ferocity. He had a flame thrower, which he fired towards Harriet and Nick from his hips like a phallus. Nick and Harriet dove for the cover of the doorframe, and Nick could feel the heat of the flames.

“Can we kill him now,” said Annie, rather bored.

“We are just going to kill him?” asked Nick

“He did just try to kill us with a penis flame thrower, and he is going to do a lot worse to the guy on stage if we don’t get him. It’s not like we can hand him over to the police,” said Harriet. She’s got a point.

Julia was pissed, and charged around the corner with her handgun firing wildly up at Dylan. Her shots missed and he let out a jet of flame, which threatened to injure her badly.

Nick, Harriet and Annie, followed after her and fired up at Dylan who was lit up in the darkness by his flamethrower. The shots forced him to take cover, and the flamethrower ceased. The room became dark again.

Julia began untying her friend, however their group remained focused on finding Dylan. Nick heard a scuttle from atop the walkway above, they all fired a few shots, but he was gone again. Then quite descended on the room.

“ahhhhhh aye aye aye aye ahhhhhh!” screamed Dylan as he jumped from the landing above and landed directly on top of Nick, slamming him to the ground. Nick felt a gut wrenching pain in his groin as he realised Dylan was grabbing his crotch violently. Nick was terrified and paralysed with pain. Dylan had him by the throat and was licking his face wildly.

Thankfully, this did not last long, Harriet slammed him in the temple with the butt of her rifle, rendering Dylan semi-conscious.

“No,” said Dylan groggily, “I wasn’t finished. I think he was starting to like it.”

Nick was really struggling. I’m going to be sick and he rolled on his side and vomited on the floor.

Annie kicked Dylan hard in the groin, which was enough to shut him up.

Julia joined the group with her friend who looked shaken.

‘What do we do with this asshole?” said Annie.

Julia stood over Dylan with her handgun and shot him in the face. Nick looked at her from where he lay on the ground and saw her face was expressionless. She stood over him for sometime without moving.

“Not so tough now!” screamed the new guy.

Nick could hear the group discussing what to do next whiles he lay in agony on the ground. They were talking about getting out of the city, introducing themselves, and how to get to the plane. Nick felt a little overlooked. He was lying next to a pile of his own sick after being molested and no one even seemed to know he was there.

Harriet knelt beside him, “here,” she said, offering him a bottle of water, are you okay? That was messed up.”

Nick didn’t say anything for a while, he splashed water on his face, washing off Dylan’s saliva, and rinsed his mouth, “I feel like I need a shower,” he finally said. He tried to sit up but was struggling due to the pain in his balls.

“I can’t imagine how painful that is. Have you ever been hit in the balls before?” asked Harriet.

“Once, in school. It hurts like hell, but it eventually passes.”

“How about you and me stay at the Ingleton motel tonight. You can have that shower,” said Harriet with a smile.

Nick smiled, despite the pain. He was able to prop himself up on one arm now. Harriet sat on the ground, avoiding the sick, and put her arm around him.

“I’d like that. It’s been a rough day,” he said, still cupping his crotch with one hand.

“Thank you so much man!” said the new guy, “you all got here just in time. I thought this zombie outbreak was terrifying, but it’s nothing compared to what was about to happen.”

“It’s no problem, we weren’t going to leave you in here,” said Nick.

“Do you think you can walk? It’s only a short drive to the plane,” asked Harriet.

“Yeah, I’ll have to go slow for a bit,” he said.

“We’ve got your back Nick,” said Annie. With that, the five of them got in the car, and made the short drive to the plane.

It felt good to get to the relative safety of the warehouse. Nick, who was still recovering, sat on the ground with his back against the wall.

“Oh honey, what happened?” asked Rhonda, as she sat beside him.

“Well, we got the parts, which is great, but we encountered some crazy sadist on the way who managed to jump on me and crush my balls,” Nick let out a small groan as he stretched out his legs, “what’s wrong with these people? Six days into a zombie outbreak and this guy is capturing and raping people,” after saying out loud what had just happened, it all started to sink in and Nick felt sad.

“It sounds like it’s getting worse out there. I’m sorry honey. You ah…” Rhonda looked down at his crotch region, “going to be okay?”

“Yeah, no permanent damage. I just feel… gross,” he said.

“I know what you mean, when those bikers started grabbing at me, making threats… at first I felt dirty… kinda like hiding, you know? Then I just got pissed.”

“We’re lucky I guess,” it seemed to Nick, that Rhonda had something on her mind; he decided to wait until she was out with it.

“Speaking of lucky… how are things going with Harriet?” asked Rhonda.

Nick gave a small laugh, “so we’re having this conversation then.”

“Come on Nick, I’ve known you since you were 18 and I’ve never seen you get lucky with the many women that came on to you in the shop. I’m curious and… I just want to know if she’s good enough for you,” said Rhonda.

“She’s great. Let’s keep in mind that I’ve only known her 3 days, but… she’s smart, she’s brave, she’s kind. When I got bitten, she stayed with me,” Rhonda winced at this comment, “I didn’t say that to make you feel bad, we needed to split up, but I also needed someone. I thought I was going to die. She hauled me through a hoard of zombies to get me to some Zombrex. You should have seen how mad she got when she thought there was no Zombrex left and I was going to turn.”

“Got some temper then huh?” Rhonda asked.

“I don’t think so. I think she just felt helpless,” Nick paused and looked over at the rest of their group. Harriet was talking animatedly with Dick, who still seemed quite enamoured with her, “she’s… really pretty too…”

Rhonda giggled, “ah, young love,” she said teasingly, “god I miss it! I remember when I first got together with my ex. Couldn’t keep our hands off each other, he was a wrestler and his muscles used to drive me crazy!”

“geez, Rhonda!” said Nick.

“Hey! You think you’re the only one who has ever felt what you feel? I was young once, and let me remind you I’m not that old!”

“Sorry, it’s just… this isn’t something we have ever really talked about before,” said Nick.

“I still think about him a lot. In fact since the outbreak, I think about him all the time. I miss him and I regret how I let resentment ruin what we had. He’s in this city right now. I keep wondering if he is alive… I just want to see him again,” said Rhonda.

Rhonda seemed different to Nick right now, softer.

“What was he like?”

“Not tall, but thick set, muscled. Brown hair, hands like slabs of meat. He was a tough guy, but really sweet. Treated me right you know?” said Rhonda.

“What happened?” asked Nick.

“What always happens. Not very original. Once his wrestling career ended, he went through a rough time. Had no idea what to do with himself. We lost our house when we couldn’t keep up the mortgage, we started to resent each other instead of being grateful for what we had. He took this low life job as hired muscle for a crook. Things just kind of fell apart after that.”

Nick started to get a crazy thought, “what was his name?”

“Gary. My beautiful Gary.” Rhonda started to cry suddenly, which took Nick by surprise. But he was distracted by the idea that he had met her ex-husband yesterday at the Diamond Panty.

“Rhonda,” said Nick seriously, he looked her in the eye to get her attention, “I met a man named Gary yesterday. He was the man I met at The Diamond Panty, who worked for some guy who was looking for Annie. He is our contact for the fuel. Do you think it could be him?”

Rhonda stopped crying and she had Nick’s full attention, “Nick!” she exclaimed, “it’s him, I know it! His boss used to work out of The Diamond Panty! Oh my god! I have to go to him!”

“Hold up! It might not be him. And it’s not safe out there!” Nick exclaimed.

“Oh come on Nick, you think that’s going to stop me!” she said.

“And… we need the plane fixed if we are going to survive,” said Nick. This gave Rhonda pause. She was sensible to her core.

“I’m going Nick. You can’t stop me. But you’re right; I’ll finish the plane and then go over to see if it’s him. If it is, I bet I can negotiate for that fuel better than your girlfriend.”

“Well… she’s technically not my girlfriend… we haven’t really talked about anything like that,” said Nick.

“I’m going to go tell the others,” she said, as she stood up.

Nick grabbed her arm before she could walk off, “don’t let the new people know too much about what we’re doing. We’ve only just met them. If you go tomorrow, take Dick and the key to the plane.”

“You’re beginning to be quite the apocalypse survivor Nick,” she said.

“I’m learning,” he said.

Rhonda walked over to Dick, Harriet and Annie and was presumably telling them about her plan to reunite with Gary and get some fuel. Nick let it sink in that things were going to be okay. Rhonda would fix the plane and get some fuel. He and Harriet would stay the night at the motel again. With any luck they would all get out of the city in a few days.

Harriet came over and sat next to Nick, “I just heard about Rhonda and Gary! Isn’t that great!” Nick felt hopeful and happy, and before thinking too much, he leaned in and kissed Harriet.

She smiled, “what’s going on in that head of yours?” she asked.

“Nothing. I’m just happy,” he said simply.

“It’s not over yet you know… I don’t mean to be a downer, but we’ve still got to survive the zombies, special ops and not to mention these new crazies which keep popping up all over the place.”

“I know, I’m just hopeful for now,” he paused and held her hand. Still looking at the ground he asked, “do you think we’ll still get to stay at the motel tonight?”

“I hope so. We should see Annie back to the safe house in Central first, pick up some more weapons at the police station in central, but then…. yeah,” she smiled a big grin.

“I think I’m ready to move around now, want to get going? I’d like to see how Anna is doing too,” said Nick.

“Me too! I’ve been thinking about her today. Let’s grab Annie and head out,” said Harriet.

Nick and Harriet stood up and Nick realised his pain had eased. They walked over to the group who were talking away.

“I thought I was a gonner,” said Eric, “I’ve never felt sure that I was going to meet a horrible end, and this is three days into a zombie outbreak! I’m just lucky that these guys showed up.”

“Hey Nick,” said Dick, “I heard you had a close encounter of the freaky kind,” Nick reflected that Dick really didn’t have a lot of tact.

“It was fucked up!” said Nick.

“Sorry Nick,” said Annie suppressing a laugh, “I know you got hurt, but it was almost funny when he came screaming from above, with what was one of the stupidest battle plans I’ve ever seen,” said Annie. She then did a fairly accurate impression of Dylan’s battle cry as he leapt on top of Nick, “aaaaaaaaah aye aye aye!”

Everyone was laughing in the group now, except for Julia.

“It wasn’t so funny when I shot him in the face,” said Julia with a deadpan expression. The group fell quiet and no one met each others eye.

“No, it wasn’t,” said Harriet with kindness, “we know why you did it though.”

“We’ll get going,” said Annie.

“We’ll meet you at the diamond panty tomorrow Rhonda, okay?” said Nick.

“Sure thing honey,” and she gave him her trademark warm hug, “be safe, you here me? No risks! We’re almost there.”

Harriet, Annie and Nick, made their way to the car and headed to the police station to re-stock their weapons supplies. Everything was starting to work in their favour. Harriet quickly took down zombies in their path, and Nick was getting better with his spiked bat. The armoury still had plenty of Z.A.R’s, so they decided to take two each, along with some flash grenades, flare guns and riot gear.

Not being in the same kind of hurry they were the night prior, Harriet took the safer route around the overpass to Central rather than flying over the top, which would risk damaging the car. They found the rollerhawg right where they left it.

“Stop the car,” said Nick, “I’ll meet you back at the safe house, I’m going to take the rollerhawg.”

“Good plan, then we’ll have two reinforced vehicles. I kept the key, it’s in the side pocket of my backpack,” said Harriet.

Nick quickly found the key and made his way towards the monstrous steamroller bike. When he started up the engine, he knew it was worth the small risk. The bike had a lot of grunt and had huge clearing power. He drove in front of the reinforced muscle car, clearing a path. It wasn’t long before they pulled up the safe house.

Nick new immediately that something was wrong. The door was wide open and there was no one on look out. He waited for Harriet and Annie before proceeding inside.

“Oh shit!” said Annie, “they’ve been raided.”

“By who, Special Ops?” asked Harriet.

“It will be retaliation for the video. It seems quiet, they must have left by now,” said Annie.

They slowly made their way inside the compound and stood in the courtyard. There were a few empty shells and a few bodies of fallen Special Ops. But all the survivors were gone.
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