The Mutagen

[Dan]

In the year 2058, an alien spacecraft crashed on Earth in the pacific ocean. Upon its decent through Earths atmosphere pieces of the craft departed, plummeting to-wards the ground.
Once having crashed in the pacific the blood of the occupants leaked through the hull of the craft not the ocean, making its way to wards land.
. . .
Little did the population know, the Ship and it habitants were carrying a gene in there DNA where they would be able to mutate any life form they came in contact with.

Two years passed and the mutants slowly spreed across earth, infecting everything. Creating cities preparing to fully colonize earth.

Underground small groups of humans were fighting for there life, trying to redeem earth as there home

But will they survive . . .

Name: Sgt. Shawn Connels
Dis: 6ft 1", slightly above average built, black hair blue eyes. Since he was the last survivor of his regiment he has been leading civilians through the underground battling the mutants
Bio Sgt. Shaw Connels was on a training exorcise with his regiment when the alien craft crashed on earth. He received the orders to sustain the spread of the mutants gene. On patrol through the underground one night his regiment were slowly being picked off one by one, until he they stumbled upon some civilians, the troops in his regiment put there life's on the line to insure that everyone was safe
. . .
Until they died

As Shawn cautiously walked round the corner to return to there base camp, he stumbled upon something wrapped in a blanket on the floor A survivor? or a mutant either way i should check it out Shawn thought. Slowly Shawn prodded the blanket with the nozzle of his weapon. And he whipped off the blanket to find himself looking down the barrel of a Pistol. what! a survivor? how did he survive by himselfself?

. . .


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[Moreta]

Name: Cormack
Age: 25
Description: Tall, not skinny as such, but then again, certainly not overly bulky. He has the look of someone who was in perfect shape a few months back, but since then has had too little to eat to keep himself like that. His cheeks are slightly gaunt, his dark hair slightly too long and rather unkempt and there he never looks like he has shaved recently, though it rather suits him.
Other: Ex-Marine, he was given a dishonourable discharge and a prison sentence after causing the death of several other of his comrades. He escaped not long after the arrival of the aliens and has been on his own since.


Footsteps echoed through the darkness, hidden in his corner, beneath the blanket, he waited. Whoever, or whatever it was, would spot him eventually, but when it did, he would have the element of surprise, for they would not know he was armed. The footsteps came to a halt beside him and his body tensed, ready and waiting. The blanket was thrown off and his pistol rose immediately, pointed directly at the stranger's head Cormack stared at the man, holding the pistol completely calmly. "Prove your not one of them or I shoot." His voice was steady, cool and collected, yet there was a hint of madness about his eyes. The question was, had it always been there, or was it only since he had been by himself surviving in a world gone crazy.

[Dan]

As Shawn looked down the barrel of the pistol, he slowly raised his hand and lowered the strangers weapon.

"well if i was one of them we wouldn't be standing having this conversation would we" Shawn whispered with a grin on his face, glad to see a survivor.
Slowly he glanced at the pistol the man was carrying. "Thats military edition, may i ask how it came to be in your possestion?"

Avoiding to step in the puddles on the ground Shawn backed a foot away from where he was once standing.


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[Frances]

Name: Morganne O'Riley
Descr: about 5'3'', rather slim, shoulder-length dark hair and green eyes. She is 25, but looks about 18 or younger, and she has learnt to use that to her advantage.
Bio: she is the last one of her family that's still alive. Sheused to live in one of the poorer neighbourhoods, with parents and older brother, but her family was...taken. For some reason, the ...creatures did not touch her...


Voices in the darkness. That was the last thing she had heard, that night, when she woke up alone. That had been her nightmare ever since, those voices, even in her deepest sleep there was no escape. And now...voices in the darkness again. She tried to look through the blanket covering her body, tried to at least see what was coming, this time. And there...there were these two men, tall and menacing. Men? or them?...She waited...

[Moreta]

Cormack's eyebrow arched slightly at Shawn's words and then he chuckled and nodded. "Ill give you that one mate, good proof." He pushed the blanket fully aside, rolling it up neatly with the speed of someone who had been doing that repeatedly for a long time now. He ignored Shawn's question until he was stood up, the blanket now with a string tied about it and slung across one shoulder. He looked down at the pistol and then back up at Shawn, "Military issue huh? I found it, and thank god I did... Id be dead many times over if not for this little beauty." There was no mention of his own military past or where exactly he had found it. He suddenly held out a hand, "Name's Cormack." His other hand tucked the pistol safely away at the back of his trousers.

[Frances]

She smiled in her dark corner, listening to the two men talking. For some reason, she was sure they were...real, that they were not of those horrible things. She suddenly froze, in an instant becoming aware that the tall one, the other one, not the one who had just called himself Cormack, was standing so close to her hiding place....and she made efforts to breathe in perfect silence...

[M]

Name: Laina
Age: 22
Des:
With long, straight fiery hair and emerald eyes Laina stands at 5'6" with an average build. She isn't the strongest of people, but she makes up for that with her brains and cunning ways.
Weapons: She picks up weapons as she goes, any that she finds deserted she takes, but her main weapons include; a long sword which is sheathed and strapped to her belt, a pistol and two trusty knives.
Bio: Laina grew up with her parents and two siblings, a younger sister and an older brother. When the alien's arrived, Laina's parents were among the first to get infected by the mutating gene and when armies began to form to fight back her brother joined them only to be killed at battle. For a long time it was just Laina and her younger sister, Laina fought for their survival, stealing when she had to just to keep them both alive, then one night her sister just disappeared, Laina had no idea what happened and began searching for her, but after months of finding nothing she finally gave up, realising that she was now on her own but determination to seek her revenge kept her going, now she just wants to help kill the aliens that took her family from her.
Other: Laina has no military background but she knows only too well how to handle a weapon. She's very smart and tends to use her brain instead of the tools she has to fight off any attackers. Her trust must be gained and she is always incredibly cautious but she has reason to be.


From her spot behind the wall a few yards away, Laina observed the scene before her, she watched the two men and woman hidden to the side of them. She didn't think they were aliens but she could never be sure, she could only hear fractions of their conversation. Her plan was to follow, if they split up, she'd pick one of them. She needed proof that they weren't alien before she approached them. Still, she had her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, just in case.
She decided she had enough of watching and now stayed behind the wall, she listened instead, this way she was less likely to be seen. She had good hearing, but their voices were still faint, she heard the movements better and she worked out if they were to approach she'd have enough time to hide herself, even though she probably would be heard by them but that was a chance she was going to take.

[Dan]

As Shawn shook Cormack's hand as he done so, he suddenly felt a slight unease, as if they were being watched. I don't like the feeling of this, if some one, or somethings out there I'm not going to base just yet Shawn decided.

"So are you alone out here?"Shawn said hesitantly.

As Shawn waited for Cormack to answer he listened to his surroundings, waiting to hear a change. Any clues that he and Cormack wasn't alone. As he listened he glanced over his shoulder, looking at the corner behind him.


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[Moreta]

Cormack arched an eyebrow, slightly surprised Shawn hadn't offered his name in return. Well, he would just have to ask then wouldn't he, "Sorry...what was your name again?" He quickly caught Shawn's uneasiness and his own eyes rapidly searched their surrounding area, his hand momentarily reaching to his pistol, touching it as though for reassurance. He didn't turn to answer Shawn when he spoke the next question, just answered as he still looked around, "Yeah Im on my own almost since they arrived." There was an emphasis on the word they, as he placed every sense of hatred and distrust in that single sound.

[Dan]

"Sgt. Shawn Connels" Shawn said hesitantly. Suddenly his hand shot to wards Cormack's weapon easing Cormack's hand away.
"No! you wont be needing that just yet" Shawn whispered.
. . .
Within moments a drip of slime dripped down for the ceiling onto Shawn's head.
Smoothly Shawn's hand slid to wards his pistol holster, Without hesitation he drew his weapon and shot directly upward. Suddenly a mutants dead body fell from the ceiling and landed between Cormack and Shawn with a thump.

"I've been helping civilians since i lost my team" Shawn informed.


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[Frances]

She had heard pretty much of all that they were saying, enough for her to develop a strange sense of trust in these strangers. They seemed confident and bitter...military people...she knew the type. She had been used to weapons of all sorts since she was just a child...but she still couldn't fight the innate aversion she had for firearms, a kind of hateful distrust. And now, as the two men were talking, the sight of their guns still was enough as to make her nervous, and she started at the loud bang of Shawn's shot. But when she saw what the "prey" was, she couldn't suppress a short sound of fear, hate and disgust.  Oh god...they heard me..., she thought, close to panic. Will he shoot me too if he finds out I was here the whole time?....  With her heart racing inside her chest, she waited...

[Dan]

I feel like I'm being watched, but Cormack says he's alone. More survivors? or more of them? Shawn thought, trying to resist to show his feelings of slight fear.
"Since I've been alone I've been hoping that i will come across survivors who can handle them self in combat.
. . .
we may be-able to find out if were alone in these tunnels"

Again Shawn looked behind him directly at the blanket in the corner, then either way down the tunnel.


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[Frances]

She felt his eyes upon her, through the blanket, as directly as if she had been naked in the sunlight. It was getting more than she could bear, so...she suddenly made her decision.
"OK, let's all cut the crap, let's all be honest for a change!" she said, pushing the blanket away. She stood up next to Shawn, her mind unconsciously noticing how much taller than her he was. "I saw you and you clearly knew I was here, so why bother hiding?" She looked down, suddenly scared at her unexpected fit of bravery. I think I just signed my death warrant..., she thought.

[M]

Laina listened carefully, the woman she had seen hiding before had just revealed herself, even though in her mind Laina had decided that these people were most likely not Aliens, she still had the right to be cautious, many people were untrustworthy now and she wanted to follow them, to wherever they went to see whether she wanted to help them or not.
 She let herself relax slightly, but not completely, she still needed to be on her guard but perhaps not as much as before.

[Dan]

Slightly surprised seeing another survivor in the same tunnel as Cormack, Shawn suddenly felt more cautious than he had in the past couple of minutes. As he turned round to look at the mysterious figure in the corner he asked "and you are?" Slowly moving away, he found himself standing closer to Cormack.
What a coincidence 2 survivors just a couple of feet apart from each other

"hmmmmm"


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