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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 8

As soon as they started driving, they all sensed it was going to be too dangerous to drive the car over the two freeways required to get to Central. The windscreen cracked after a few minutes of driving, and it was very difficult to see out of. It would do for driving them around the streets of Ingleton, but wouldn’t make it through the heavy throngs of zombies you would encounter on the freeways.

“We can go to Rhonda’s garage and I’ll reinforce the vehicle,” said Nick.

“You got mad skills Nick,” said Anna.

They made their way to Wrench O Rama and Anna pulled up outside the front.

“I’ll head in and open the garage door,” said Nick.

“You’ll need to hurry, they are starting to take an interest in us,” said Anna.

“I’ve got an idea, I hope the zombies are stupid enough for it to work,” said Harriet.

She hopped out of the muscle car and leapt on top of the roof as Nick ran in through the front entrance. He moved quickly, locking the front access door behind him as he made his way to the garage. He heard from outside three loud pops followed by whistles through the air. Fireworks? Thought Nick as he ran towards the automatic garage door opener.

As the roller shutters opened, he saw 3 red flickering flames dancing on the ground about 100 yards in either direction of the garage door. Flare gun! Clever girl… The zombies were toddling towards the flames on the ground, growling and snatching towards the fizzling fuses, with only a few zombies still tailing the muscle car. Anna and Harriet drove into the garage and Nick quickly pressed the garage door close button behind them. One zombie managed to get inside, however Nick was on it. He stuck out his leg and tripped it up, then swung the sledgehammer over his head, and brought it down hard on the zombie, cracking it’s skull.

“Remind me not to mess with you,” said Harriet with a grin. Nick felt chuffed and rubbed the back of his neck, trying to look casual. The last few zombies outside had wondered off towards the ruckus.

“Well, I better get to work,” said Nick.

“How long do you need?” asked Harriet.

“Maybe an hour? We’ll try to hang on to this one this time,” said Nick.

“Yeah, we seem to be churning through these combo vehicles,” said Harriet, “I’m going to head upstairs to see if I can find anything useful,” she paused and held Nick’s eye before she left, “you know food… scissors…”

Nick laughed, and enjoyed the familiarity they now had. He felt distracted thinking about the first time he talked with Harriet whiles cutting her hair. He decided he needed to focus, so he got to work stripping the bodywork off another car and reinforcing the muscle car.

After Nick had been at his work a while, he rolled out from underneath the car, and looked up as Harriet and Anna were walking down the stairs together. They were laughing at some shared joke and talking happily together. This made Nick smile, to see her happy.

“I’m nearly done, just need to tighten up a few things,” said Nick, eager to get in on the good vibes going around.

“Harry tells me you’re a hairdresser,” said Anna.

“Yeah,” Nick smiled shyly, “I gave it a go, I’m not going to give up my day job though… it’s not 100%... even.”

“I actually quite like it,” said Harriet, scrunching the ends of her hair.

“You certainly pull it off,” said Nick.

“I’m going to barf you guys. Stop being cute,” said Anna with a mock look of disgust on her face.

“I’ll get back to work then,” said Nick, as he turned to his workbench.

“We found some orange juice, want some,” said Harriet, as she walked over to Nick offering the juice.

“Oh my god yes!” he said, and eagerly took the bottle, “have you guys already had some?”

“Yeah, we have. Go on, have the rest.”

Nick had never drunk orange juice so gratefully. It was refreshing and tangy, so he swallowed down the rest of the 2-litre bottle in one go.

“Oh! That was amazing,” he said as he wiped any remaining juice from his face, “thanks.”

Harriet stood closer, stood on her toes to get closer to Nick’s face, and kissed him on the lips. Nick was relieved. After last night, and their debacle at the drug store, he wasn’t sure if she had wanted to be close to him again. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.

“Guys! Do you need a hand getting the vehicle finished,” Anna reminded them, yelling from the front reception area.

Nick and Harriet reluctantly stopped kissing, “no, all good,” said Nick, attempting to sound casual. Harriet’s hands wondered over Nick, and he was paralysed for a moment, not wanting her to stop. He grabbed her ass cheekily and whispered in her ear, “I can’t concentrate if you keep doing that you know.”

Harriet sighed and took a step back from Nick, “I know, I’ll be good,” she said.

“The vehicle is nearly finished and then we can go to the police station,” Nick finished his sentence with a heavy feeling in his stomach. The realisation of what they were embarking on filled him with dread. What if we can’t get the footage we need? What if we get caught? What if Harriet dies?

“We’re going to be okay Nick,” said Harriet, as if in response to his change in mood, “I can do this.”

“I know you can, I’m just really worried,” he finished lamely.

“That’s good! We can’t go in there cocky. I’ll look at our supplies with Anna, just let us know when it’s ready.”

She leaned in for one last kiss, however Nick was only half there. She walked off to find Anna, and left Nick to his growing anxiety. We can do this right? I mean, I’m a mechanic, Anna’s a…. criminal and Harriet is… experienced at this somehow. Usually his pep talks made him feel positive and in control, but those feelings weren’t coming right now…

Nick threw himself back into his work and within a short while, he had made a great combo vehicle. It wouldn’t last forever against a zombie heard, but it was going to stop them getting bogged down in a trough of zombies and all the glass was reinforced to stop clingers getting in.

“I think it’s done,” said Nick, as he put away the last of his tools.

“Awesome!” said Anna and Harriet together. They laughed out loud and gave each other a high five.

“Who’s driving?” said Harriet.

“I think you should,” said Nick, “you’re great at avoiding the herds and I’ve seen you get us out of some pretty fucked up situations with your driving.”

“Harry told me about those biker dudes,” said Anna, “I mean, we knew Los Perdidos was fucked, but man!”

“It’s settled, let’s head to the police station,” Harriet headed for the driver seat, Anna got in the passenger side and Nick crawled over to the back seat. They all seemed to have learned from previous driving experience in the outbreak, and buckled their seatbelts.

The ride from the garage went well. They drove to South Almuda, and found their way around the roadblocks set-up by the army. Harry found her way through a fireworks factory, she stopped outside, fired off a few rounds of her shotgun, setting off the fireworks in her path, and ploughed through the factory. Nick noticed that they were near the shipping docks, Rhonda, Diego and Dick are right through there, fixing the plane.

“We should stop and check in with Rhonda, Dick and Diego whiles we’re here,” said Nick, “they probably think I’m dead.”

“That’s a good idea, we can see what else they need whiles we are at it,” said Harriet, taking a right towards the shipping warehouse.

They hopped out of the car, and took out three nearby zombies quietly using hand-to-hand weapons. Nick ran to the side entrance and knocked on the door, “Rhonda, it’s me Nick!”

Anna and Harriet were standing guard whiles Nick continued to attempt to gain entrance. After a few moments, Nick heard some footsteps come towards the door.

“Who is it?” said a panicky, and familiar voice.

“It’s Nick, Diego, let us in.”

He heard the lock click and the door opened. They quickly and quietly slipped inside and Diego locked the door behind them.

“Who is this?” said Diego, still sounding alarmed.

“I’m Anna, hey,” she said giving a small wave, “you must be Diego.”

They walked through the small entrance area and into a massive warehouse. There was an old plane taking up a large chunk of space, and a few supplies scattered around. Thank god, thought Nick, when he saw Rhonda and Dick were safe.

“Rhonda,” yelled Nick, as he ran to give her a hug. She dropped her tools and warmly returned the hug.

“Oh! Honey! I thought the worst! You found some Zombrex?” asked Rhonda.

“Yeah, just in time. Harry really saved my ass!”

Rhonda ran over to Dick and Harriet, who were exchanging awkward high fives, “Thank you Harriet,” said Rhonda, and gave her a hug. Harriet seemed taken aback at first, however returned her hug.

“It was no problem, I wasn’t going to let him turn,” Harriet smiled at Nick, and then turned back to Dick, “could I have one of those?” she asked, indicating to his cigarettes.

“Sure thing,” he grabbed his pack from his jeans pocket and offered her a cigarette. She grabbed her lighter from her shirt pocket and lit her cigarette, taking her first drag, “thanks,” she said.

Dick and Harriet continued to talk, and Nick could see Anna and Diego joining them. As they got to know each other, he took the time to talk about their next move with Rhonda.

“How’s the plane going?” he asked.

“Aside from the fuel, it needs some parts before it will get off the ground. We’re lucky, because it’s an old plane, mechanically it’s quite simple and I know enough to get it going. But there’s a catch. Because it’s old, they don’t make the parts anymore. It still needs a rudder arm, a fly wheel and an altimeter.”

“Diego,” said Nick across to the other group, “where did the plane come from?”

“It was donated to the museum by a collector in Sunset Hills,” said Diego.

“If we can find this collector, we might find the parts we need,” said Nick to Rhonda, “he may have been collecting parts for his plane too.”

“Not just a pretty face Nick!” said Rhonda, giving his cheek a little pat.

Nick smiled shyly, it embarrassed him a little when Rhonda complimented him, but it did make him smile.

“We’re in luck, finally… Inside the plane I found a copy of the contract the collector made with the museum, it has an address,” said Rhonda.

Nick studied the paperwork briefly, and saw the address on the final page of the contract.

“I know the place. Harriet, Anna and I have an errand to run, and then we’ll work on getting those parts for you. Some more good news, we’ve got a lead on the fuel.”

“Really! Where? How?” asked Rhonda.

“We met a guy on the road, says his boss is looking for someone who we think is Annie. He says if we bring Annie to him, we can get some fuel,” said Nick.

“What’s not to love about that!” said Rhonda. She had never really taken a shine to Annie, mostly because she was an illegal, but Nick also thought Rhonda didn’t like her because she never responded to Nick’s crush.

“We are not handing her over Rhonda. That’s just not going to happen, but we know there is some fuel in this town, enough for the plane. We’ve just got to work on a plan,” said Nick with determination.

“You’re one of the good ones Nick,” said Rhonda. She was mad that he wasn’t going to turn Annie in, but was proud of him too, he thought.

“You’ve got to know Rhonda, these illegals aren’t paranoid freaks,” said Nick, “We’ve been lied to. The chips in Los Perdidos have been de-activated. Anna and Harriet have seen zombies with their chips still in place, it’s the only way the infection could have spread so quickly. It wasn’t just one illegal turning, it was hundreds of chipped infected who stopped getting their Zombrex administered.

“There’s more,” Nick continued, “We met a couple, Alice and Greg, on the way to the safe house. They’ve seen the Special Ops forces in town killing survivors. They are not saving people, if you see any of them, run!”

“Nick, that is crazy! Have you seen any of this for yourself?”

“No,” this gave Nick pause, he really was taking everyone’s word for it,
“but we’re going to get some proof and get it to some people on the outside. You have to trust me on this. We are in deep shit! If the zombies don’t get us, we’re not going to be saved or evacuated. We have to get out ourselves,” said Nick.

“Oh God….” said Rhonda, “this is so much worse than we thought. How are we going to get out?”

“We’ll just need to stick together.”

“We’ll stick to the plan, I’ll keep working on the plane with Dick and Diego, you get the parts, and we’ll both think of a plan to get that fuel.”

“We’ve got to go, but you be safe Rhonda, keep as quiet in here as possible.”

“We should head,” said Anna, she was starting to get cagey.

“Be careful you three,” said Dick, “watch your ass’s”

Harriet, Anna and Nick made their way to the front exit. Dick got Nick’s attention before he could head out, “how the hell did you make it?”

“Harry and I found some Zombrex at the Ingleton Motel last night. We held up there until morning,” said Nick, telling a half-truth.

“Please tell me you tapped that,” said Dick, in a conspiratorial whisper.

“Come on, Dick,” said Nick.

“Leave him be Dick,” said Rhonda, “our Nick’s a good kid.”

“He didn’t deny it,” said Dick.

“Guys,” said Harriet popping her head around the corner, “I can still hear you.”

Anna also popped her head around the doorframe, making the two look quite comical, “and maybe ‘your Nick’ isn’t so good after all…” said Anna.

“Shut up, Anna!” said Harriet, in mock offense.

“Uh…” Nick felt extremely uncomfortable, “we should go,” said Nick. Rhonda looked a little shocked, where as Dick just grinned and offered a high five.

“I’m not returning that,” said Nick, pointing to his hand.

With more than enough said, Nick joined Harriet and Anna. They headed back to the car to continue their journey to the Police Station.

“Now let’s kick some ass,” said Anna.

Nick’s stomach was in knots.
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