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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 18

It was an uncomfortable ride to the warehouse with three people on the rollerhawg. Nick and Harriet didn’t trust Isabela to sit behind them, but neither did they trust her to drive. So they arrived at the uncomfortable compromise of Nick driving, with Harriet sitting behind him and Isabela sitting on Nick’s lap. This had Nick questioning once again why he had agreed to take Isabela with them.

All three clambered off the bike, and made their way into the warehouse. Nick closed the door to the warehouse entrance behind him, and was struck by the volume of people in their group. He walked through the office area and into the open warehouse space. He looked around and counted 12 people, not including Isabela, Harriet and himself, making the rebels a group of 15 now. He saw no sign of Rhonda and Dick. Doug, Dwayne, Red, Lauren and the president, were talking intently. Nick was dying to know how that conversation was going. What was the president making of all this?

Anna was still unable to walk, and was on the ground playing cards with the girl Nick hadn’t met, along with, Eric, Julia, Alice, Greg and Annie. Nick was anxious to know how Anna was, and talked to their group first.

“How’s the leg, Anna?” asked Nick.

“It hurts like hell, but I’m still kicking aren’t I?” answered Anna, “they all made it out thanks to you guys.” Anna replied, looking towards Nick, Harriet and Annie.

Nick felt a moment of gratitude. He couldn’t believe their luck! Then he remembered Diego who hadn’t made it.

“Look, we’ve got a lot to talk about, but first, where’s Rhonda and Dick?” asked Nick, he felt a small amount of panic rise up in his throat as he said the words. They weren’t at the warehouse, and Diego had been taken.

Julia took over at this point, “Rhonda and Dick left yesterday to go find Rhonda’s ex-husband. For most of the night, it was just Eric and I.”

“When did Diego leave?” asked Nick urgently.

Julia and Eric looked warily at each other.

“Please, I need to know!” said Nick.

Eric began, “he kindda… lost it yesterday. He was anxious… scratching himself and muttering about going AWOL and saving the president. Rhonda tried to keep him calm, but he wasn’t making any sense,” Eric paused, “he left by himself yesterday before dark.”

“FUCK!” exclaimed Nick. He stormed over to the nearby workbench and slammed his closed fist down on the table. This got the attention of everyone in the warehouse and the room fell quiet as both groups began to merge together.

“Rhonda managed to get the plane key off him before he left. But then she and Dick left shortly after,” said Julia by way of explanation.

“Yeah!?” said Nick, raising his voice, “well, Diego’s dead now! So…” Nick didn’t know why he was yelling at these strangers, but he was starting to feel the anger that was building in him since Diego’s death.

Harriet intervened, “Nick, we need to keep it down, we can’t attract the dead now. It would be suicide,” she said calmly.

Nick knew she was right and tried to steady himself. He proceeded in a strained voice, “where did Dick and Rhonda go?”

“To ‘The Diamond Panty’,” said Julia, “to check out the fuel connection and to see if her ex Gary was there.”

This was good. Diego wasn’t with Dick and Rhonda, so there was a good chance he was picked up alone. They may be okay.

“I’m going to go after them,” said Nick, already collecting his things.

“Nick, son!” said Dwayne, coming closer to the conversation, “let’s at least have a handover first. We all need to know what is going on,” Dwayne turned to Isabela and looked at her suspiciously, “for starters, who is this?”

“I am Isabela Keys,” Isabela started, a murmur broke out from the crowd, so she raised her voice a little higher, “I know what you must think of me, but I’m here because I can make a cure for this disease,” when the words had left her mouth, the room became quieter.

“I found her at a research facility set-up in town,” said Nick, “I went there to see if I could save my friend Diego, but they did some kind of… experiment on him that killed him.” Nick paused, “Harry came to bust us out, and as we were escaping, she said she has information about me, and my past, so I let her come with me,” said Nick. He knew as far as excuses went it was pretty flat, but he didn’t care, it was the truth.

Isabela began her story in her soft South American accent, “when I was a young women, the United States built a laboratory near my village in Santa Cabeza. They were doing research to find out how to make fat cattle to feed your fat country!” Isabela couldn’t hide her anger as she said this, however she took a breath and continued calmly, “they were using the properties of a local wasp like creature called the Ampulex Compressa Giganteus, which our people had coincided peacefully with for centuries, to create a type of cattle that would fatten and mature quickly. What they discovered was the parasite that created zombification. Dr Barnaby and his team were careless in their research, and an outbreak destroyed our entire town,” Isabela grew quiet, and the audience were barely breathing.

“That was the story Frank West brought to you. The lesser known story is that of the orphans,” Isabela looked at Nick. He was transfixed by her story, desperate to know where he came from and what it meant. Isabella continued, “the military were allowed to take whatever they wanted from our village to assist with their research. Food, land, power… and the women as well at times,” she paused again and inhaled a shaky breath before continuing. Nick couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and felt sick.

“Many of the women from our village fell pregnant after they were raped. Carlito volunteered at an orphanage after the village was destroyed, which sought to look after the orphans of this terrible disaster. It was decided to send the orphans back to the country that helped create them,”

“Carlito was furious about the destruction of our village, as I was too. Your country never took responsibility for what they did until they were forced to,” she paused again, “so he infected 50 orphans with the zombie virus, and slowed its course so they would not turn and become infectious until many years later,”

“But he made one of the orphans immune. Even Carlito did not want to make an epidemic that was unstoppable,” she turned to Nick again and touched his arm gently, “you are that orphan Nick. When they shot that ray gun at you, the parasite should have matured, but they did not… because you are immune and you hold the key to a cure in your body.”

Nick, couldn’t decide which thread of her narrative he wanted to tug at first. “Why did you help them! Why did you let them experiment on us!” Nick said, raising his voice.

“I’ve effectively been a prisoner for the last 15 years, working for Phenotrans and the government on whatever they make me. When I realised you were escaping, I took the chance and ran,” said Isabela, imploring Nick to believe her, “please Nick, you have to believe me, I desperately want to find a cure.”

“Sorry, I’m just… finding this all a little hard to take…” Nick rubbed one of his hands over his face and head as if to massage it back into gear, “you’re saying I was born in Santa Cabeza and my father was a rapist.”

Isabela paused, and stepped forward, trying to make contact with him again, “yes, but… I’m sure your mother loved you Nick. Many of the mothers had no choice—”

Nick shrugged her hand away, “sorry, I just… need a minute…” he walked off out of the warehouse to the office area that led outside. Nick could hear the group talking animatedly in the warehouse, but he didn’t care right now what happened next. He sat heavily on the couch. What the fuck! I wanted answers, but this is fucking horrible!

Harriet entered cautiously, gently knocking on the door frame, “can I sit with you?” she said.

“Of course,” Nick said to Harriet gently.

Harriet sat beside him and didn’t say anything for a little while. After a time she ventured to speak, “you know this doesn’t change who you are right?”

Nick slumped to his side and rested his shoulder on Harriet’s, “I’ve wanted to know where I came from for such a long time… but this is more than I think I can handle…”

Harriet put both of her arms around Nick and held him whiles he sat quietly and reflected on what he had heard. He rested in the crook of Harriet’s neck and thought things through. I’ll hopefully have plenty of time to figure out what this means to me if I get out of Los Perdidos. Right now I have to solve the problems I have right in front of me. I may be the cure to the zombie infection, so I need to get out of here so Isabela can work on a cure for Annie, Anna, and everyone who has been or may be bitten in the future. I can think about my past later, right now I need to find Rhonda, get fuel for the plane, and get out of here.

Nick sat up and looked at Harriet. The concern on her face was plain to see, and Nick had an overwhelming urge to make her feel better.

“I’m okay,” Nick said, “really. We need to keep moving and get out of here. I say we go to the Diamond Panty, find Rhonda and a way to get the fuel.”

“Any ideas how we are going convince this mob boss to get us that fuel?” asked Harriet with a small smile.

“We offer me up as bait this time,” said Annie, as she entered the room unannounced.

“It’s too dangerous Annie,” said Nick, “and then after we give you up? Then what? If we try to free you we’ll loose the fuel, and if we leave you there… let’s just say after Isabela’s story, that’s just not going to happen.”

“We’ll figure it out as we go,” Annie continued, “handing me over is just to get us in the door, then we’ll meet this boss, hold him at gunpoint and force him to hand over the fuel.”

Nick was quiet and remained unconvinced, Harriet was looking at the floor.

“Harry?” said Annie.

“It’s not a great plan Nick, but it’s the best we’ve got. I think we need to do it,” said Harriet.

“Jesus!” said Nick, he threw his head back and ran his hands through his hair.

“It’s no different to what you did Nick,” said Annie, “we use me to get us in the door. And then we negotiate with the boss.”

“How is that any different from storming the place at gunpoint?” said Nick.

“If we turn up with Annie’s hands bound, they’ll probably let us in with weapons,” said Harriet, “if not we’ll be close enough to fight them hand to hand without killing anyone. I draw the line at killing people for fuel. Even if they are mobsters.”

Nick sighed deeply, “I say we take the plan to the group and see what they say. We need to pool our resources, get weapons and ensure we all know what we are supposed to be doing.”

Nick stood up and looked at both Harriet and Anna.

“Agreed,” said Harriet standing from the couch.

“Yeah, I’m cool with that,” said Annie.

Annie, Harriet and Nick re-entered the room, and Nick couldn’t help notice that all chatter stopped, and the room went quiet. All heads in the room looked to him.

“Hi,” Nick started, suddenly feeling nervous, like he was about to give a speech, “we need to get out of here, and the only thing stopping us all flying out of here right now is fuel. Rhonda and Dick left yesterday to check out a contact we met the other day, who may or may not be Rhonda’s ex-husband,” Nick realised the story was already becoming convoluted.

“Anyway,” Nick decided to proceed with the basics, “this contact is after Annie, and we don’t know why. Annie has agreed to come with us to ‘The Diamond Panty’ and pretend we are handing her in so we can get some more information on the fuel,” the room was quiet and Nick wasn’t sure what he was supposed to say next, “any questions?”

“Is that safe?” asked Alice.

“No,” said Nick.

“Why don’t we all storm “The Diamond Panty’ with force, and steal the fuel?” asked Doug.

“These could be good people. Gary seemed like an okay kind of guy. We want to avoid killing anyone unless it is absolutely necessary,” answered Nick.

Annie raised her hand like a schoolgirl in mock gesture, “yes Annie,” said Nick.

“How are we going to get past the guards without killing them,” asked Annie.

“I don’t know,” said Nick, a little exasperated.

“I have a stun gun,” said the girl Nick didn’t know.

“That’s great! Thank you! Sorry, I don’t think we’ve ever met,” said Nick.

“I’m Winnie. Some of the protest rallies you go to get kind of rough, so I take her with me everywhere,” Winnie pulled a small handheld stun gun from her back pocket, “she packs quite a punch.”

Nick looked at Harriet, “this is good right?” he said her quietly.

“Yes, it’s perfect,” she said quietly back to him.

“Okay, Annie, Harriet and I will head off now. Gary and the two bouncers know us, so we won’t raise alarm,” Nick said, “the rest of you, just… hang tight until we get back and be ready to move out at any moment.”

God. I can’t believe we are doing this again. Nick thought to himself.
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