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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 9

After making it through the thick mass of zombies on the freeway to central, they pulled up a block away from the Police Station. There was no safe place to stop on the streets in Los Perdidos anymore, only places less packed with zombies. They all hopped out of the car and cleared the immediate area. Harriet used her knife and Nick used his sledgesaw.

“No guns!” said Harriet, just as Anna was raising her weapon to fire.

“What do you want me to do then?” said Anna, with real confusion.

“We can’t let them hear us coming,” said Harriet, as she stabbed an approaching zombie through the temple and yanked the blade back out.

The group moved on foot up the road to the police station and were quickly faced with a dilemma. A man in police gear was standing on top of a vehicle. He had no weapon, and was looking for an exit, but was completely surrounded by a few dozen zombies.

“Do we save the pig?” asked Anna, as they all hid behind a nearby car.

“Wait here,” said Harriet, she charged towards the group with her sword drawn. Nick decided not to listen and charged after her with his sledge saw. This was tougher than their previous fights. They weren’t simply avoiding zombies, but actively clearing a large group. Harriet’s method had changed slightly and she used her sword to decapitate zombies as she danced in and away from the group. Their heads were still alive, chattering away, but could do little harm without their bodies. Nick picked off any zombies that posed a threat. He swung upwards with the saw end, carving through the head of an approaching zombie and then swung the sledge in an arc above his head down on another as it lunged in for a bite.

Nick found during the fray, that he was starting to get the hang of it. They were very slow and if you couldn’t swing in time to hit them in the head, they were easily avoided by jumping out of the way, leaving the lunging zombie vulnerable to an attack from behind.

As they picked off the last remaining zombies, the man on top of the vehicle had hopped down and was kicking and stomping on any zombies he could find, “oh sweet Jesus! Thank you!” said the man, “I thought I’d punched my ticket. I’m Dwayne.”

“I’m Harry and this is Nick and….” Just then Anna came up behind them quietly, trying not to be noticed, “this is Anna. Don’t mind her, she’s shy of cops.”

Anna said nothing, she just hung back and observed.

“She don’t gotta be shy of nothing! I’m a cop, but damn I haven’t really felt like one the last few days. You kids really know how to handle yourselves.” Nick, at being called “kid”, noticed the apparent age gap between them.

“We’ve just been surviving the last few days, same as you,” said Nick.

“You up for another challenge? It’s well worth your while?” said Dwayne.

Harriet played her cards well as before, “what do you have in mind?”

“Well… it’s been a fucked up few days. The department have been trying to save this city, but it has been going to hell from the very beginning. We’d send people out to a disturbance and they would never come back. We’d ask the military for some support or directions, but we’d just get some bullshit like ‘contain the area’ or ‘minimise civilian causalities’. All our procedures say that in a zombie outbreak, we are meant to follow military directives, but we got nothing.”

“That’s because they–“

Harriet cut Anna off quickly, “What do you think is happening?”

Dwayne remained silent for a while, “I’m not sure, but over the last few days, I’ve seen some things. Not all is right in Los Perdidos. More should have been done buy now to contain this, instead their just leaving us here.”

“We are suspicious as well,” said Harriet, “that’s why we are here. Some of our group witnessed the special operations forces killing unbitten survivors without warning. We need to see if we can find any video to support this.”

Dwayne regarded Harriet for a moment and then Anna and Nick, “normally I’d say you were crazy, but it’s what I’ve seen…” he stopped talking abruptly.

“We need other people to know what is happening here,” said Nick, “that’s why we’re risking ourselves to get in to the police department to see what’s going on. There is a sergeant in there, Hilde, who is apparently coordinating the offensive on any survivors in Los Perdidos.”

“Fuck!” said Dwayne, “this is not what I signed up for when I became a cop.”

Dwayne reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys, “this is my mission, but maybe we are on the same road. It’s the keys to the armoury at the police station. It’s locked up tight, but I managed to get these off a friend of mine who had tuned zombie,” Dwayne paused for a moment with the memory, however sensing the time, he continued, “we could go to the armoury and stock up on supplies, then see what we can find from there.”

“How can we trust you?” asked Anna.

“How can I trust you?” asked Dwayne.

Anna paused over this for some time, “fair call” was all she said.

“This is amazing Dwayne, this will really help us,” said Nick, “can you take us to the armoury?”

“With pleasure,” said Dwayne, with a new determination.

The quartet moved towards the entrance of the police station and made it through the halls, killing single zombies as they went towards the armoury.

When they arrived, Harriet’s eyes lit up. She pressed her hands against the metal security grating that blocked their entrance and she eyed off the weaponry inside.

“There’s grenade launchers, more flare guns, stun grenades!” she turned excitedly to the group, hoping to share her enthusiasm. Only Dwayne seemed as excited about the stockpile as Harriet.

“We can do a lot of good, and a lot of damage with all of this,” said Dwayne, as he unlocked the armoury door.

Nick walked into the room, and was overwhelmed by the amount of supplies. There were weapons he was not even sure what to do with. Everyone in the group began poking around, only Harriet began to pick up guns and check the weight and feel of them.

“You seem to know your way around,” said Dwayne to Harriet.

“It’s a nice little stash of weaponry you have here, is there anything in particular which you think is going to be helpful?” Harriet asked.

“There are these little beauties which are a must have,” said Dwayne as he reached into a locker and pulled out a particularly savage looking automatic weapon, “it’s a zombie assault rifle, or Z.A.R., doesn’t take much of an aim to take down the dead with this one. One shot to the general head area will be enough to put them down. It’s kind of a hybrid of a shotgun and an assault rifle developed shortly after the first outbreak in 2006. It’s now standard issue.”

“How many rounds?” asked Harriet.

“Sixty,” said Dwayne.

Harriet whistled in appreciation as she picked up the Z.A.R.

“I think I’ll take one,” said Nick.

“Me too,” chimed in Anna.

As the group stocked up on weapons they thought would be most useful, Dwayne launched into tactics.

“What were you planning?” asked Dwayne.

Harriet deferred to Anna’s expertise here and looked over at her for support.

“Well, on the top level in the offices, they have access to the security cameras around Los Perdidios,” Anna started, she looked apprehensively over at Dwayne, however felt she had no option but to continue, “I want to scan through the footage close to the police station to see if we can find anything incriminating, mainly military killing off survivors. If we can get that, I’ll upload it to my stick.”

“And then what?” asked Dwayne. Everyone fell silent, unsure of how much to tell him.

“What do you think we should do with something like that?” asked Harriet.

“I’m no tech guy, but we need to find a way to get it out to the general public,” Dwayne seemed to sense the distrust in the room, “it’s the military doing this, not the police! We are the ones who are all dead!”

That was enough for Nick, “That’s what we need to do. We get the files and we get out of here quietly. We know a way to get it out there.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” said Dwayne.

“Alright bacon boy, we trust you for now. But if you snitch or make a false move, we’ll be on you,” said Anna, ever the adversary of the police.

“Hey! No need to call me bacon boy, I let you into this goddamn armoury!” said Dwayne.

Nick intervened, “we’re all a little jumpy. We’ve seen some messed up shit, and have no idea who we can trust. We know you are just a guy to trying to survive, but we’d be stupid not to be wary of anyone connected to the government.”

Dwayne was neutralised by Nick’s words, “hell!” he said, as he kicked a baton lightly across the floor, “I get it.”

“Let’s quietly make our way upstairs,” said Harriet, “what about Hilde?”

No one knew what to say. Everyone kept busy strapping on their new weapons and looking busy.

“I guess we’ll see what we find upstairs,” said Harriet.
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