Urb's Multiple Choice Fan Fiction Created 19 years ago2005-02-21 11:36:27 UTC by monster_urby

A... I like the way Gregory talks to zombies

B) To stay focused, you need good company

B.

B

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B it is. Hurrah, I'm glad you chose Fitz actually. I based Gregory on somebody i would hate. A man with mood swings. Desgined him as a brown nose to Dan too. General an asshole.

Also theres a character I've planned out to be in Fitz's squad who i really wanted to use. Little bit of Comic relief inbound.

--Chapter 3--
--Dark Tunnels and Muzzle flash--

Mark looked from Dan to Fitz and back.

?I?ll go with Fitz.? He said

Dan stood up straight and gave Mark a stern look.

?Really?? he paused. ?Very Good. I guess this means Fitz is our second squad leader.?

Gregory slumped on his feet. Still only a Corporal he had just been bumped down the ladder. He then did what any self-loving asshole would do.

?Sir,? he piped up ?Can I suggest that bumping Fitz from Private to Sergeant just like that could have undesired effects. He could do something stupid. He?s got ten men there. Maybe I-?

?-Negative Corporal. I need you on me. We?re headed for a radio outpost to the south of the city before we move on to Eli?s. Fitz here can make sure to get some supplies to Freeman.?

?Yes sir.? Answered Gregory. He sidled off into the left tunnel kicking a pebble as he went.

?Don?t mess this up Fitz. Tower! Your acting Corporal for this squad. Got it.?

?Yes sir!? A deep voice boomed from the back of the 10 man group. It parted and through the gap stepped a huge, bald, African looking man. Down the right side of his face ran a tattoo of a serpent. The head started above his ear and its body coiled down over his neck and the tail finally stopped below his eye on his right cheek.

?Move out men!? yelled Dan and the 2 groups went their separate ways, for now.

Walking down the tunnel Fitz pulled Mark up to the front with him.

?I hate Gregory.? He said ?There?s something about him. We picked him up outside Ravenholm 3 years ago, just minutes before the invasion.?

?Invasion?? asked Mark.

?Headcrabs.? Said Fitz ?The combine located it on a map and bombarded the place with pods full of them. They turned half the population into these things, which finished off the other half. It was strange when we found him. He was running towards the City with a huge smile on his face. Then when he spotted us he suddenly started limping and crying. I don?t think he expected there to be a medic in the squad. When I checked he said he sprained it. He told us something had happened and we had to leave. Then when we got back to the canal we found out Ravenholm had been wiped out.?
?That?s kind of suspicious.? Mark said

?That?s not the half of it. We stationed him at the red barn on the canal 2 weeks ago and then he suddenly volunteered to come to the city with us. Just before we found you we learned that a headcrab pod hit the barn he was staying in!?

?What do you thinks going on??

?I don?t want to think about it. If he?s a traitor he doesn?t want to cross Dan. Family killed by the combine and all.?

?Yeah.? Laughed Mark. ?Maybe its just coincidence.?

?I don?t know. Anyway get that machine gun ready. There?s the supply depot. We?ve been out of radio contact for a while. We don?t know why.?

There was a light in the distance. As it grew nearer the men stirred more and there were a few quiet whispers of ?What do you thinks up there? and ?I hope it?s just a signal problem.?

Something else was on Marks mind. Or rather someone.

?So who?s this Tower guy.?

?He served with the military platoons sent into black mesa years ago. His chopper got shot down. Half the men died in the crash and the rest of them including their corporal went their separate ways. He was alone in the desert for about 3 weeks. Made him a bit of a hard ass. No-one really talks to the guy. None of us can really relate.?

?I can imagine. Somehow makes City 17 seem like a walk in the park.?

?I wouldn?t be so sure. Hold up!? Fitz suddenly shouted.

Something was staggering down the tunnel towards them. The silhouette of a humanoid. Something wasn?t right about it. It was staggering towards the men and letting out the most haunting moan.

?Who?s there?? shouted Fitz ?Are you wounded??

?I don?t think he can hear you.? Piped up Tower.

?Why not?? Mark asked, ?He?s well within earshot. Plus we?re in a tunnel. Sound travels well in here.?

?I don?t think he?s all human anymore.?

As the dripping figure lumbered towards them the light from drains and manholes reflected the slimy surface of its head. Three more figures had entered the tunnel behind it.

?Has he got a chicken on his head?? said Mark.

?Pipe down rookie.? Tower balled ?You?re about to see just how ugly things can get outside of the cities boundary.

?Hold on.? Said Fitz. To the right of them was an emergency hatch which lead up to the surface. ?We could get out there.?

?Where?s that go.? Mark asked

?Out of this fucking tunnel!? yelled Tower ?I?m for it.?

?Wait,? Fitz paused. ?What about Freeman. If he doesn?t get those supplies he?s done for.?

?He?s one guy.? Tower was red in the face. ?We got ten here! Fitz, how are you going to explain to Dan that you got 5 or more men killed to save one!??

?God damn it.? Fitz was almost hopping on his feet. ?What the hell do we do.?

A) Fight off the zombies and get the ammo to Gordon?

B) Get the hell out of here! Its not worth it!

Sorry there aint much action here but its a cold fact of nature that the moments before and after combat are the most tence.

B - We already know the ending - iv see nthis film, Freeman wins

A!

A.

A> Hmmm neat idea. This is the first I've actually realized what this thread was.. so I took the time reading..

A fighting zombies isn't so hard... they have guns don't they?

B... becose it is what i whould chosen... comon why sacrifise the squad for someone that is toltaly unkown for you and might even be dead... and who knows there might be some more enemys there too...

He's not 'toltaly unkown' [sic], he's the One Free Man!

From what i have read the only thing he knows about him is his name...

True. And may i draw your attention to the earlier chapter. They're running low on ammo. But so far A is the overpowering choice. Be careful guys. Keep posting.

Nice to see some new readiers.

when "Keep voting" is said, it normally means that the wrong choice has been made, and Urb doesnt want to kill off good characters. Choose B, people

he said that only the first vote will count other will be ignored

<<<BREAKING NEWS>>>

The next part of the story is missing in action! We went to resistence HQ to find out why it hasnt been posted yet.

"Ya," said the chief of the resistance, "Ve told 'im tvo clash vhen goeeng into thve jungole... I guess he believvved mve."

He said that only the first vote will count other will be ignored

Good to see that people listen to instructions.

The second part is now in the works. Should be done today.

I hope nobody dies. We'll see...

A it is.

cool

Just great someone is going to die...
But i still have hope...

Or do I?

go go go urban

?Ok.? Fitz jumped into action. ?We?ve got to get those supplies to Freeman. If we miss him or he doesn?t get them he might not make it past the canals!?

?But what about those things.? Mark was trembling

?Suck it up!? shouted Tower. ?Fucking rookies! You?re all the same. One look at death or something like a zombie and you all want to turn tail and shit yourselves.?

?This is new to me! Ok?? Mark was angry and now a little embarrassed. Now it was time to prove Tower wrong.

Mark clicked the safety off his SMG and the men took up firing positions. 5 squatted at the front while the other 6 stood and aimed over their heads.

?Hold.? Yelled Fitz ?Keep your shots to a minimum.?

?Short bursts only!? yelled Tower. ?If I see anyone spraying their guns off like a fucking lead hose, I?ll take it off you and shove it up your ass!?

?If you run out of SMG ammo switch to your emergency sidearm and use your last 17 bullets wisely. Keep the 18th round in the chamber in case you get pinned down. A bullet to the head is a hell of a lot more pleasant that having your face eaten off!?

The first zombie was 10 feet from them now and still no shooting.

8 feet.

5 feet.

?FIRE!? Tower yelled. Tower and Fitz opened fire into the headcrab. The bullets ripped through its tiny little body and smashed into the human?s face beneath. The thing twitched on its feet as a slimy, green fluid blurted out in all directions. Red and yellow blood and flesh splattered on the wet floor with a sickening splashing sound.

?What the hell are you all waiting for!?? Tower kicked a man in the front row who wobbled uneasily.

The others fired at the second lumbering creature. The bullets ripped into its chest opening completely shredding the remains of the lungs and heart. The body dropped to the floor.

?No no no! You fucking morons!? there was a touch of panic in Tower?s voice. ?Aim for the goddamn head!?

?Where did the crab go?? said one voice

?I don?t know!? shrieked another.

The tunnel was dark and the floor was barely visible. A faint tapping noise could be heard to the left of them. There was a flick and then a loud stomach churning crunch. A blood-curdling scream filled the tunnel as the parasite began to devour the defenceless man?s head. The front fangs ripped into his eyes sockets and he fell back kicking and flailing like an upturned antlion.

?Shit!? one man yelled ?It?s Carlos! What the fuck do we do.?

?The only thing we can.? Tower lifted the poor soul with ease and put the barrel to the creature, which tormented him. Three shots rattled out of the gun hollowing out the headcrab and the cranium beneath. He dropped the lump of blood-soaked, distorted meat to the floor and opened fire on the next zombie. ?Damn it! Fitz their going to just keep flooding in here if we don?t move.?

?Ok,? Fitz took charge once again ?We?ve got to move to the end of this tunnel and into the station. Get ready.?

Tower dropped the last zombie.

?GO!?

The men ran as fast as they could while still keeping their gun barrels pointed ahead. Hopping over the fallen creatures Mark felt an overwhelming urge to protect his face as he ran.

?More zombies!? A man bellowed as 3 more silhouettes appeared at the exit. The men didn?t even stop running as they sprayed the heads with lead. Green globules of puss sloshed all over the place until finally the men barged by the twitching corpses.

They should have stopped running. They burst through the tunnel exit and dropped down into the subway station. 18 more zombies where lining up to climb into the tunnel for a warm meal. 18 hungry mutated things with a tasted for living flesh. One man strayed ahead, looking behind him. He bumped into something tall and damp. He fell back onto his rear and looked up at the humanoid beast that approached him. He raised his SMG in hope of escaping under cover fire but too late realised he was out of ammo. He looked up almost in tears, his lip nervously quivering.

?Oh fuck!? as he was dragged into the rampant horde by his let he let out a shrill scream. He disappeared into mass of claws and teeth.

The men opened fire on the horde. They were backed into a corner and they were to low to get back into the tunnel they came in by.

?Shit.? Fitz tried to get a look over the top of the horde. The railway tunnels were blocked off by energy fields, as was the street access stairwell. However there was a staff only door on the other side of the platform possibly leading to a security maintenance station. ?Now, how the hell??

?God Damn!? the zombies started to shift towards the group. The man at the front had already pissed in his trousers. The poor guy didn?t even have a chance to scream as the clawed hand swept across his face. The right side of his head came away with ease and flopped off the platform onto the tracks. He fell to his knees just as a second clawed hand ripped open his chest. The zombies ripped the entrails from the corpse in no time at all. The men had to act fast.
?I?m not sure what?s going to happen here guys.? Said Mark ?I?m not getting fucking eaten like that. We need to make a decision quickly.?

A) Charge through the horde with what ammo we have left?

B) Get onto the tracks and try to get around them.

C) Hold the position and fire.

God damn I?m getting tense just writing this. In my spine mostly.

Leans back, something cracks, Urban falls on floor

--3 hours later--

Urban wakes up and hits 'post'

B is the only way

Yeah, gotta be B).

I told you so...

B

B, he didn't left us more good choises (he makes it easyer for himself to write the next part as he knows that the only answer is B )

A)!!

lol. I could quite easily write a section for any of tose choices. like i said even i don't know whats gonna happen.

also note the " TRY to get around them. "

A) Charge through the horde with what ammo we have left?
They will be definitely killed

C) Hold the position and fire.
They will run out of ammo and be killed

So trying to get around them is the best and the only choice

I must say, assuming they're the same speed as the real HL/HL? ones, we can easily dodge them.

mm. b

B it is.

at the end of this - someone should make a map/minimod of this story

I tried with the last one i did on another forum. The only problem was it involved the british army and i didn't have any modelling experience. The next section will be posted tomorrow. Too busy to breathe today!

i breathed once.... did me no end of good

Damnit. Gotta go home. No time to finish section. Will post tommorrow!

PROMISE

--Chapter 4--
--Rescue Party--

?We?ve got to get around them!? Yelled Fitz ?Everyone down onto the fucking tracks!?

?Roger!? The squad scrambled across the platform and down onto the tracks. The human voices moaned beneath their unearthly tormentors as the zombies lumbered after them. Mark felt a hand against his back. He turned, ready to fire on a zombie. He paused at the sight of one of the squad members. He was staring into marks face with no emotion, no life.

Mark looked down to where the man?s legs should have been to see nothing but blood and organs dangling in the air. The zombies had devoured him so quickly Mark hadn?t even realised he was there. He took the mans hand which clutched to his saddle bag and ripped it away. The torso fell to the floor with a thump just as the creatures were within reach of Mark. They pulled the remains into the horde and paused to feed for mere seconds of time. The mass of the creatures meant that one man wasn?t enough. Two, Three and even more were required to quench their thirst for blood.

?They?re fucking ripping us apart sir!? Yelled Tower. ?This is hopeless!?

Just as he finished the radio crackled into life.

?This is Resistance Charlie 13. We picked up some movement in this area. Are there any fighters in the area? Respond! Over.?

Fitz jumped into action, grabbing the radio and clicking it to send out. ?Yes, were in a subway station and there?s a ton of fucking nasty things in here!?

?Roger!? The voice replied, ?I suggest you hit the deck.?

?What? I can?t quite hear you. Repeat. Over.?

?HIT THE GOD DAMNED DECK!?

?Oh shit,? Fitz looked up. ?Get down!?

The men all hit the floor looking up at the horde, which still approached them. There was a tremendous explosion behind the maintenance door at the opposite end. The door flew across the platform, smashing a zombie into the tiled wall and sending blood and brains up the wall to the ceiling. A hail of gunfire poured into the station ripping through the horde. Yellow puss splattered in all directions at the horde fell to the floor like a set of mutilated dominoes. The men looked up to the door to see 3 resistance fighters standing in the doorway.

?How many?? yelled a voice

?9! You??

?Damn it! 6!?

?I got 5!?

?Shut up! Nobody cares.?

Mark was looking up at the ceiling, stunned by the blast. A figure lumbered over him and knelt down so that his face came into view. He was an older guy, grey stubble ran across his square jaw and a cigar protruded from the right of his mouth. A second man came over and started helping people up. A second medic signified by the patches he wore on his arms. A third man lingered at the back. He was short, thin and had spectacles resting at an angle on his nose. He straightened them and attempted to step forward. The older guy pushed him back.

?Get out of my way maggot!? He growled, ?I don?t want you messing up again.?

?Hey, it was a bloody accident!? he stammered

?So was finding you!?

?I?ll be of use someday and you?ll wish you never doubted me!?

Mark focused on the older guy as he was lifted off the floor.

?Thanks.? He said, ?Who are you guys??

?We?re the sorry bastards who opted to defend this station.?

?Ah!? Fitz piped up. ?You?re meant to be carrying supplies for us right??

?Meant to be yes.? He said, he shook Fitz?s hand. ?Sergeant Barry Greenwood.?

?Sergeant Joe Fitzgerald.?

?I expected more of you.? Said Greenwood

?We lost 4 to the zombies. Boy am I glad to see you guys. We?ve lost most of our ammo.?

?We would equip you with more but unfortunately our supply guys were in this station waiting for you. Looks like the crabs got here first. The supplies are up in the maintenance area through that door. Only problem is we used the explosives to get through the door and about half the ammo to kill these things. The entire station is teaming with them.?

?Lets get to higher ground!? yelled the medic.

?Good idea. Move out.?

The men walked out through the subways maintenance sector towards the exit. They passed countless numbers of mutilated bodies.

?This was my squad.? Said Greenwood ?Well actually it was his.?

He gestured towards the small skinny guy from before.

?What?s the deal with him.? Asked Mark.

?He was the squad leader.? He said with anger in his voice ?Sergeant Graham Holden. He?s a sniper. He was given a recon squad and was told to guard the station. For a while we didn?t loose anyone. Then they started kicking back with striders and he his himself under some rubble. When he ordered the retreat we had lost half of our men. He ordered us to crab into the subway system and barred the doors. Nothing could get in. Nothing could get out.?

?So you were trapped?? Mark asked

?Exactly. Then the head crabs came. He led us down to the station only to see that the crabs had been swarming down there. They would have followed us out until we were all dead. So what does he do? He bars 21 of our friends into the station so they don?t follow. Then there were only 10 of us. The combine broke our barricades and killed off the other 7. We really could have done with the extra 21 men that he?d locked up. After that he said he didn?t want to be squad leader anymore so I snapped up the role myself.?

The men had been walking for an hour until they reached a metal grate blocking the way. There was a symbol above the grate. It looked like a Greek symbol inside a circle.

?Where are we?? asked mark

?Resistance station 71.? Said Greenwood

?Hold on,? Holden said, Squeezing through the crowd. He was being kicked and tripped the entire way through. ?Charlie 13 reporting in.?

?Roger Charlie 13.? The grate shifted and was winched up into the ceiling.

?Come on in.? Said Holden.

?Shut up.? Greenwood shoved past.

The resistance point was busting with activity. Men were running from one side to the other. Weapons crates were being winched up into holes in the ceiling while men were shouting and corpses were being buried below. The men were ordered to restock on ammo while Greenwood spoke to the Resistance Captain. Mark took 8 clips of MG rounds and was examining a pistol when Greenwood ran back to the squad.?

?Ok boys. I?ve just checked in with Calhoun. Freeman?s already passed the supply point and is nearly at Eli?s place. I?m afraid the supply run is a no go.?

?Damn.? Said Fitz ?Dan?s going to be pissed.?

?We got 2 new missions that need doign and we have to sort out a transfer as well.?

?Transfer?? asked Tower

?Yes Corporal. Is there a problem??

?No,? Tower shifted uneasily. ?No sir.?

?Ok. I know you guys aren?t that well acquainted at all so I?m leaving to choice to you. Here?s what we got.?

A) You can transfer to Eli?s lab. I?m sending Holden as squad leader because it?s guard duty and he could get by without screwing that up.

B) You can go with me to the coast too back up the squads at the Shore point, New Little Odessa and Lighthouse point.

C) Or you can go with Calhoun into the City to hold back the combine striders.

A

A

A.

A. Yay!

Im guessing Holdens gonna have a story to tell. should put Urb's writing skills to the limit.. gl m8

Cheers. A will be up tommorrow.

oooh sexy avatar

isn't it tomorrow yet?

..still waiting

Ok. I've got a Language and Comms lesson in college today. I'll do the next part today as always!