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  • 30 Sep 2019
                                                        Art of Survival Chapter 6: Anger and Revenge Niklas, Jaxon, Jacob, Boston, and Wyatt ran to the Operations Room under the headquarters building. Niklas scanned his retina and the door opened. "Access Granted," the computer said. They all walked in and Danny greeted them, "Hey guys, come on in. You're right on time." Noah escorted them all to their seats and the meeting began. Danny took out his speech, "Let me start by saying what happened yesterday with the BanShees, was a deliberate act of war. We suffered one casualty and use too many valuable resources. Hear me out on this plan, and I'll consider alternate options after. Due to the nature of the attack, we were forced to retaliate to protect our community. We use resources that could have been used for better things but used it on the BanShees. So as a consequence to them I thought we should repay the debt." Danny threw a small spherical ball into the air. The ball hovered and projected a 3D hologram of the banshees Bass. As you can see the banshees base is split up on two sides of the Lasa Riverbank. The BanShees' base is a perfect square. 200 yards of Chain link fence on all sides." "At the four corners of the base, there are watchtowers. According to our scouts, the watchtowers aren't that high tech. They seem to just be equipped with patrol snipers. These are not automatic snipers which mean there are people in those towers keeping watch. At the northwest corner of the base, there's a weapons cache and at the southeast corner, there is an explosives cache. In the center on the west wing of the base, there are living quarters. We predict this where most of them will be. In front of the living quarters, about dead center of the base, right off the riverbank, is the RPG tower. This is where they hold a bunch of missile launchers, explosives, and whatnot. On the other side of the bank is an MG tower manned with an MK-48 machine gun. Connecting both sides of the base is a bridge that they built over the river. Our first plan of attack is to take out that bridge so they cannot restock either side. So the first strike will be on the bridge. Our second hit will be the weapons cache and the explosive cache to stop any of them trying to restock their weapon systems. Next, we move on to the RPG and the MG towers. This will lower their ability to hit us from the high ground. Our fourth point of attack will be the sniper towers. The towers are facing outward so they won't be able to get a clear shot on us once we're inside the base. Keep in mind we're not going to fully charge is at the sound of a signal. All of these hits will be made by missile hit zones targeted by the Dragula. I'll final hit point will be on the living quarters. Any survivors will be left alone to tell the tale. This base is roughly equipped it with about 240 people mostly men it has been confirmed are there are no children and no one under the age of 25 here so do not hesitate because I'm pretty sure they won't hesitate on us. They didn't hesitate when they came busting down our door yesterday. " Danny concluded his speech and everyone pondered for a minute. A hand went up and Danny answered immediately. "What do we do if we have non-combatants?" Jaxon asked. "If they're non-combatants or anyone that surrenders, do not fire. Give them their chance at life and let them go on. But do this with caution. If you feel that the person is not being genuine, do what you have to do. Remember everyone this is not going to be a war. This is us showing our force, showing how serious we are, and how capable we are at keeping our ground." Danny responded. Surprisingly, that was the only question. Danny asked if there were any objections or any suggestions for an alternative plan. No one answered. Danny dismissed the meeting and everyone left to start prepping for the attack tomorrow. Danny's tablet received a notification from the Satellite Tower Operations Room or STOR. Danny called to Aiden and told him to come to STOR with him. When they arrived, they were greeted by the head of Intel, Stewart. "Hello, Danny." He said, "I have good news that will practically bring new powers to our community. We may even be able to make Louisiana the number one sanctuary." Danny's eyes widen as he was suddenly curious. "As you should know, our community is on a counterintelligence military base and a counter-attack base so this should interest you," Stewart said. Stewart escorted them down a corridor that leads to a vault door. The door was a shiny chrome color and stood a whopping 10 feet high. "Now this vault door is approximately 3 feet thick of solid steel and marble and I thought to myself, what could be back here that they would want to keep so secret. Finally cracked the doors access code after about 2 weeks of algorithms and whatnot." Stuart continues escorting them through the door and down a stairwell. Stewart, Danny, and Niklas traveled about 40 feet into the ground until they reach the bottom of the stairwell where there was a giant door. At the top of the door, a sign lit up that said "Vulcan Operations". Danny thought to himself, "Vulcan, Vulcan, I've heard that name before, but where?" "I've come this far and this door seems to only be opened via retina scan or voice recognition. Neither one of those has a backup code so we're pretty much stuck here. I just thought you might want to see it." Stewart said. Danny pressed on the access panel. It illuminated and ask for a retina scan or voice recognition. Danny decided to go with voice recognition first. He spoke into the microphone and said something random. "Access Denied!!!" It said. Danny scanned his retina and for about five seconds what felt like minutes, the access panel illuminated green. "Access Granted!!!" It said. The door hissed as the hydraulics began pulling the bolts apart to open the door. The seal on the door creaked open and released the air pressure inside. Danny merely stumbled as he walked into the room and saw a huge TV screen. On the screen was a live feed of Earth from space. Danny looked at it and asked what it was and looked flabbergasted. Steward said, "This is a live feed from what looks like a satellite module titled XSL1 Vulcan. From what this says it's a weaponized satellite system." Danny's heart raced as he flashed back into time remembering the time he spent with the Secret Service and the president. "Danny, why do you look so surprised? Do you know what this is?" Niklas asked. Chapter 7: Rise of the Orbital Weapon Niklas watched as Danny fell to his knees in pure awe of Vulcan. "Danny, what's wrong bubba?!" Niklas asked. "Buddy, you may not believe me. To be honest, none of you may believe me, but I designed this module." Danny said. "We've been trying to get into this room for the past 2 weeks. Now we have a classified file. Stewart said. "Yeah, I know. That's because it's classified for those who were in the original plans and the original meeting to launch XSL1. This module is my pride and joy. I thought it was destroyed after the space warship fights." Danny explained. "Computer, activate voice recognition," Danny yelled. Out of nowhere, a voice sounded, "activating voice recognition. Please State the passcode for XSl1 Vulcan." The computer said. "Operation Lima, Oscar, Delta, Echo, Sierra, Tango, Alpha, Romeo," Danny responded. "Access granted. Declassifying file." The computer lifted the classifications and on the front of the file. "See I told you so." Danny boasted. Niklas and Stewart's jaws dropped and their eyes widen, surprised that the person that they've known for so long what's a commanding officer of a highly advanced orbital satellite weapon system. Danny stepped up to the Vulcans control panel, "Everything is just like it has been since the last time it was used." Danny caressed the buttons and levers. "Alright here's how it works. Watch closely. One max charge takes about 10 minutes to recharge after it's first initial fire." Danny typed in some coordinates and the Vulcans camera zoomed in. On the screen was the BanShees' home base. Danny set the charge to the max and set it to "Inferno Mode". "Danny what is Inferno mode," Niklas asked. "It means Vulcan will use heat lasers and have the ability to set fire to most if not, all matter. Danny was seconds away from firing XSL1 Vulcan when Stewart grabbed Danny's hand."Danny wait. Think about this maybe we shouldn't just go full-on death mode on the BanShees. What if we used this as a threat to show them what we're capable of if they decide to cross us again?" Danny powered off the Vulcan satellite and nodded. "Good idea, It's best we don't think like the BanShees and go full death run on them. Prep a convoy we ride there tomorrow morning and introduce Vulcan to our friends." Everyone left the Vulcan room and went back to the barracks where they prep to sleep and get ready for the big day. When Danny and Niklas arrived, Niklas slammed the door shut and pretended to be angry. "Danny! Why didn't you say you had that?! We could have saved hundreds of lives! Saved thousands of resources!" Niklas yelled. Danny spun around and look at Nicholas surprised, "Did you not hear me in there?! I told you that I thought it was destroyed!" "How could a satellite get destroyed?!" Niklas yelled. "A long story okay?! We'll talk about it later! Like I said when we were in the VO Room, I could not believe that it was still there." Danny responded. Niklas cried and hugged Danny. "You're such a baby!" Danny laughed. Niklas punched Danny's arm and smiled. Meanwhile in Washington D.C. "Mr. President, the secretary of defense is on the line with some urgent news!" The receptionist said. "Okay, send him through." President Dunnage said. "Good evening Sir, there's something you should know. I'll make this short since this is an unsecured line, XSL1 Vulcan is operational and just powered on." The phone hung up and President Dunnage sat for a minute. His secret Service men around him became worried. "Sir are you okay? Are we under attack?!" One guy asked."No boys, but y'all weren't around when President Bosworth was in office so it may be difficult for you all to understand at this point." President Dunnage said. About two minutes later after President Dunnage sat for a little longer, two secret service members walked forward and said, "Sir, we served as her security detail." They both said. One was a male and the other female. "Really? Okay, you two stay here. Everyone else step out for a minute please." President Dunnage said. "I'm going to tell you all this, and from this point on, it does not leave this office. As of now, it is top-secret and only four people in this country know about it. XSL1 Vulcan is operational..." President Dunnage said sternly. they both jaws and looked at each other in pure confusion. "Prep Air Force One we're going to Louisiana." President Dunnage said. To Be Continued...
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  •                                                     Art of Survival Chapter 6: Anger and Revenge Niklas, Jaxon, Jacob, Boston, and Wyatt ran to the Operations Room under the headquarters building. Niklas scanned his retina and the door opened. "Access Granted," the computer said. They all walked in and Danny greeted them, "Hey guys, come on in. You're right on time." Noah escorted them all to their seats and the meeting began. Danny took out his speech, "Let me start by saying what happened yesterday with the BanShees, was a deliberate act of war. We suffered one casualty and use too many valuable resources. Hear me out on this plan, and I'll consider alternate options after. Due to the nature of the attack, we were forced to retaliate to protect our community. We use resources that could have been used for better things but used it on the BanShees. So as a consequence to them I thought we should repay the debt." Danny threw a small spherical ball into the air. The ball hovered and projected a 3D hologram of the banshees Bass. As you can see the banshees base is split up on two sides of the Lasa Riverbank. The BanShees' base is a perfect square. 200 yards of Chain link fence on all sides." "At the four corners of the base, there are watchtowers. According to our scouts, the watchtowers aren't that high tech. They seem to just be equipped with patrol snipers. These are not automatic snipers which mean there are people in those towers keeping watch. At the northwest corner of the base, there's a weapons cache and at the southeast corner, there is an explosives cache. In the center on the west wing of the base, there are living quarters. We predict this where most of them will be. In front of the living quarters, about dead center of the base, right off the riverbank, is the RPG tower. This is where they hold a bunch of missile launchers, explosives, and whatnot. On the other side of the bank is an MG tower manned with an MK-48 machine gun. Connecting both sides of the base is a bridge that they built over the river. Our first plan of attack is to take out that bridge so they cannot restock either side. So the first strike will be on the bridge. Our second hit will be the weapons cache and the explosive cache to stop any of them trying to restock their weapon systems. Next, we move on to the RPG and the MG towers. This will lower their ability to hit us from the high ground. Our fourth point of attack will be the sniper towers. The towers are facing outward so they won't be able to get a clear shot on us once we're inside the base. Keep in mind we're not going to fully charge is at the sound of a signal. All of these hits will be made by missile hit zones targeted by the Dragula. I'll final hit point will be on the living quarters. Any survivors will be left alone to tell the tale. This base is roughly equipped it with about 240 people mostly men it has been confirmed are there are no children and no one under the age of 25 here so do not hesitate because I'm pretty sure they won't hesitate on us. They didn't hesitate when they came busting down our door yesterday. " Danny concluded his speech and everyone pondered for a minute. A hand went up and Danny answered immediately. "What do we do if we have non-combatants?" Jaxon asked. "If they're non-combatants or anyone that surrenders, do not fire. Give them their chance at life and let them go on. But do this with caution. If you feel that the person is not being genuine, do what you have to do. Remember everyone this is not going to be a war. This is us showing our force, showing how serious we are, and how capable we are at keeping our ground." Danny responded. Surprisingly, that was the only question. Danny asked if there were any objections or any suggestions for an alternative plan. No one answered. Danny dismissed the meeting and everyone left to start prepping for the attack tomorrow. Danny's tablet received a notification from the Satellite Tower Operations Room or STOR. Danny called to Aiden and told him to come to STOR with him. When they arrived, they were greeted by the head of Intel, Stewart. "Hello, Danny." He said, "I have good news that will practically bring new powers to our community. We may even be able to make Louisiana the number one sanctuary." Danny's eyes widen as he was suddenly curious. "As you should know, our community is on a counterintelligence military base and a counter-attack base so this should interest you," Stewart said. Stewart escorted them down a corridor that leads to a vault door. The door was a shiny chrome color and stood a whopping 10 feet high. "Now this vault door is approximately 3 feet thick of solid steel and marble and I thought to myself, what could be back here that they would want to keep so secret. Finally cracked the doors access code after about 2 weeks of algorithms and whatnot." Stuart continues escorting them through the door and down a stairwell. Stewart, Danny, and Niklas traveled about 40 feet into the ground until they reach the bottom of the stairwell where there was a giant door. At the top of the door, a sign lit up that said "Vulcan Operations". Danny thought to himself, "Vulcan, Vulcan, I've heard that name before, but where?" "I've come this far and this door seems to only be opened via retina scan or voice recognition. Neither one of those has a backup code so we're pretty much stuck here. I just thought you might want to see it." Stewart said. Danny pressed on the access panel. It illuminated and ask for a retina scan or voice recognition. Danny decided to go with voice recognition first. He spoke into the microphone and said something random. "Access Denied!!!" It said. Danny scanned his retina and for about five seconds what felt like minutes, the access panel illuminated green. "Access Granted!!!" It said. The door hissed as the hydraulics began pulling the bolts apart to open the door. The seal on the door creaked open and released the air pressure inside. Danny merely stumbled as he walked into the room and saw a huge TV screen. On the screen was a live feed of Earth from space. Danny looked at it and asked what it was and looked flabbergasted. Steward said, "This is a live feed from what looks like a satellite module titled XSL1 Vulcan. From what this says it's a weaponized satellite system." Danny's heart raced as he flashed back into time remembering the time he spent with the Secret Service and the president. "Danny, why do you look so surprised? Do you know what this is?" Niklas asked. Chapter 7: Rise of the Orbital Weapon Niklas watched as Danny fell to his knees in pure awe of Vulcan. "Danny, what's wrong bubba?!" Niklas asked. "Buddy, you may not believe me. To be honest, none of you may believe me, but I designed this module." Danny said. "We've been trying to get into this room for the past 2 weeks. Now we have a classified file. Stewart said. "Yeah, I know. That's because it's classified for those who were in the original plans and the original meeting to launch XSL1. This module is my pride and joy. I thought it was destroyed after the space warship fights." Danny explained. "Computer, activate voice recognition," Danny yelled. Out of nowhere, a voice sounded, "activating voice recognition. Please State the passcode for XSl1 Vulcan." The computer said. "Operation Lima, Oscar, Delta, Echo, Sierra, Tango, Alpha, Romeo," Danny responded. "Access granted. Declassifying file." The computer lifted the classifications and on the front of the file. "See I told you so." Danny boasted. Niklas and Stewart's jaws dropped and their eyes widen, surprised that the person that they've known for so long what's a commanding officer of a highly advanced orbital satellite weapon system. Danny stepped up to the Vulcans control panel, "Everything is just like it has been since the last time it was used." Danny caressed the buttons and levers. "Alright here's how it works. Watch closely. One max charge takes about 10 minutes to recharge after it's first initial fire." Danny typed in some coordinates and the Vulcans camera zoomed in. On the screen was the BanShees' home base. Danny set the charge to the max and set it to "Inferno Mode". "Danny what is Inferno mode," Niklas asked. "It means Vulcan will use heat lasers and have the ability to set fire to most if not, all matter. Danny was seconds away from firing XSL1 Vulcan when Stewart grabbed Danny's hand."Danny wait. Think about this maybe we shouldn't just go full-on death mode on the BanShees. What if we used this as a threat to show them what we're capable of if they decide to cross us again?" Danny powered off the Vulcan satellite and nodded. "Good idea, It's best we don't think like the BanShees and go full death run on them. Prep a convoy we ride there tomorrow morning and introduce Vulcan to our friends." Everyone left the Vulcan room and went back to the barracks where they prep to sleep and get ready for the big day. When Danny and Niklas arrived, Niklas slammed the door shut and pretended to be angry. "Danny! Why didn't you say you had that?! We could have saved hundreds of lives! Saved thousands of resources!" Niklas yelled. Danny spun around and look at Nicholas surprised, "Did you not hear me in there?! I told you that I thought it was destroyed!" "How could a satellite get destroyed?!" Niklas yelled. "A long story okay?! We'll talk about it later! Like I said when we were in the VO Room, I could not believe that it was still there." Danny responded. Niklas cried and hugged Danny. "You're such a baby!" Danny laughed. Niklas punched Danny's arm and smiled. Meanwhile in Washington D.C. "Mr. President, the secretary of defense is on the line with some urgent news!" The receptionist said. "Okay, send him through." President Dunnage said. "Good evening Sir, there's something you should know. I'll make this short since this is an unsecured line, XSL1 Vulcan is operational and just powered on." The phone hung up and President Dunnage sat for a minute. His secret Service men around him became worried. "Sir are you okay? Are we under attack?!" One guy asked."No boys, but y'all weren't around when President Bosworth was in office so it may be difficult for you all to understand at this point." President Dunnage said. About two minutes later after President Dunnage sat for a little longer, two secret service members walked forward and said, "Sir, we served as her security detail." They both said. One was a male and the other female. "Really? Okay, you two stay here. Everyone else step out for a minute please." President Dunnage said. "I'm going to tell you all this, and from this point on, it does not leave this office. As of now, it is top-secret and only four people in this country know about it. XSL1 Vulcan is operational..." President Dunnage said sternly. they both jaws and looked at each other in pure confusion. "Prep Air Force One we're going to Louisiana." President Dunnage said. To Be Continued...
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  • 16 Sep 2019
                                                       Art of Survival Chapter 4: The Horde Danny had just about finished briefing everyone about the upcoming mission. Danny pointed out all the little details that would be needed for the BEAST to complete its first successful mission. Danny spoke to the engineers and ask them what weapons are not ready and what is ready to be used at the moment. They responded by telling him, "There are missiles on, different machine guns of different calibers on the sides, smoke screen launchers, and decoy beacons. The missiles are used for large hordes and could take out as many as 40 of them at a time with a precise hit. The machine guns on the sides are a good way of cutting down a small blockade of the infected. Probably like 10 to 20 of them. The smokescreen could be used to blind any incoming or hostile fire." Danny looked worried. "Are we expecting some trouble on this mission?" Danny asked. "No! Not. By the sight of this thing, I'd be scared if even had a weapon on me." The engineer said. Danny was reassured. "With that being said, the last feature on the BEAST is a multi computing system. The BEAST is capable of targeting for itself and also defending itself. Everyone smiled and began prepping the BEAST for action. Fully loading the entire weapon system and its high tech onboard computing systems. "Danny, it's ready to rock n' roll bro." The engineer said. "All right boys, go get geared up. We're moving out in 20." Danny responded. Aiden ran up behind Danny as they started to board the beast. "Can I come with you bubba? I promise I won't touch anything." Aiden said. "Well if you're not going to do anything, what's the point then?" Danny responded. They both smiled and boarded The BEAST. About three hours later they arrived at the attack zone. They radioed over to the backup assault team, "Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. This is metal 01. We've arrived on-site and ready for attack. What's your current status? Over." "Metal 01 this is Bravo, Uniform, Alpha, the current status is as follows: Ammo 100%, Personnel 100%, Weapons 100%, Casualties 0, civilians/unknowns in the area not spotted. Mission site all clear and ready to attack Metal 01." Danny told everyone that the horde should be in place in about 20 minutes and that they should keep their eyes open. The scouts scan the area and called to Danny, "The horde is inbound, I repeat the horde is inbound!" Danny started the BEAST and loaded the 150 mm, Cannon, a loud metallic click followed and then BOOM! The shell left the barrel and sped towards the horde. Everyone watched as the high-explosive shell sped through the air and into the massive infected crowd. A soot-covered crater was left as the zombies began to recoup from being throw about from the concussion blast. The muzzle flash from the cannon alerted the horde and they began changing corse running and stumbling over one another to attack the vehicle. "Don't waste ammo use your skills and aim for the heads. Aiden, you and Paxton watch our six." Danny yelled. Paxton was Aidan's best friend. Paxton is a quiet kid. He rarely says anything unless it's necessary. He's kind of like Ferb. Since they met, they never go anywhere without each other. The horde changed its course towards the BEAST and began moving quickly 3 jumpers leaped at the vehicle and landed on top of the 50 cal machine gun. The gun's sensor targeted the jumper and fired twice. "Woah, hopefully, we got some good cleaner when we get back to base." Danny laughed. The horde began surrounding the BEAST. Danny activated the security pellets. The BEAST was lined with a tough outer shell. The shell was hexagonal and had small little explosive packs on the side of it. This was in case the vehicle was surrounded it can disperse those little pellets using the explosive packs and detain if not eliminate all surrounding threat. Danny open top hatch and finish the remaining infected with a SCAR-H. "Hell yeah! Metal 01, I think the BEAST passed basic training!" The scouts said cheering. "Alright, everyone regroup in New Orleans and rendezvous at Lee Circle," Danny said. The sun began to set, and the night began to settle in. "Danny this is Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. We've reached the rally point with the scouts. What's your ETA?" They asked. "Copy that Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. The BEAST's ETA is 5 minutes." Danny responded. The scouts decided to take overwatch and climb a fire escape to the top of a building. Just as they could see over the edge, they dropped to the floor and radioed over to Danny, " Danny! This scout team one. A group of BanShees is headed for the rally point. Their approaching us and should be on our tail in 2 minutes." "Copy that Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. We're at the rally point and ready for EVAC." Danny responded. The scouts quickly slid down the fire escape and into the vehicles. Just as they began to pull off the team of BanShees showed up. The BanShees are a private militia that wanted the military base that Danny's Community currently occupied. Danny and his brothers were given numerous and generous offers to leave and relocate their community. But Danny refused. They were there first and Danny swore to protect the base with everything he could. Ever since the banshees have harassed them and tried to take the base by force. "Well well, look who it is. Danny, you look lost." Samwise laughed. "Nahhh...." Danny responded confidently, "we're just passing through." Aiden looked at Danny scared, but Danny knew things would be okay. "Look, Danny, you got three minutes to hand over everything you got or stuff's going to get hot." Samwise threatened. Danny hopped back in the BEAST and turned on its spotlight. He activated the 150 mm Cannon and the surface missiles and locked onto their vehicles. "I think you would want to be a little bit nicer. My brother Aiden and I don't take too kindly to threats. And Paxton here, haha, let's just say his accuracy is through the roof." Danny said smiling. Samwise backed down scared out of his wits. Danny got back in the BEAST and drove off with the scouts and backup team Alpha 01. As they were driving off the BanShees fired into the back of the beast. Aiden reacted and fired the 150mm Cannon in the BanShees' direction. They ducked and got in their vehicles and drove away. Chapter 5: Attack On Odin Back on base, Jaxon and Jacob, we're helping the engineers with 2 new trailer designs for the BEAST. One was a passenger trailer attachment. It is designed for recon and rescue missions. It holds up to 85 passengers and is equipped it with a decontamination room, clothing disposal area, and clothing issue area so the passengers have maximum comfortability. The passenger trailer also has a few amenities to make some of the long rides a little bit more enjoyable such as a game room a small sleeping area a bathroom and a weapons cache. The weapons area is a room design for people 16+ to use the three secondary defense weapons placed at the rear of the trailer. The M240B, MK208, and the L60 Bofors 40 mm Cannon. Because ammo is a valuable resource, each person is allowed 30 rounds of 7.62, ten 30mm shells, and 5 MK208 incendiary rounds. Not only does this allow added protection to the vehicle itself and the passengers, but it also makes for some early marksmanship training to have more people to help protect the community. For some reason, Danny wants the second trailer's designs to be classified until he approves it himself. He doesn't want to advertise something that he may not fully approve of. Danny and the others finally arrived back to the base and parked the BEAST at the motor pool. "Okay. We need to rename this thing. Any suggestions?" Danny asked. Everyone bombarded him with names until Paxton raised his hand. Danny answered him, "What's up little buddy?" Paxton said, "What about Dragula? I know you all know that song by Rob Zombie, 'Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches and slam in the back of my Dragula.'" He sang. Everyone looked so surprised knowing Paxton was a quiet kid. "All in favor..."Aiden said. Everyone raised their hand. "Looks like we found our name," Danny added. Suddenly, the base's alert system sounded off. Blaring in everyone's ears. Danny and the others ran outside to see everyone moving to the safe room. "What the hell is going on?" Danny said confused and startled. "Danny, isn't this one of our safety drills?" One of the boys asked. "No buddy, but get to the safe room and make sure you have all your friends. Okay?" Danny said. The boy went off to the room to make sure his friends were there and okay. Danny and the others took guard at the North, South, East, and West entrances. The Scouts went for the North entrance. "November, Sierra, Echo, Whiskey entrances, this is WatchTower. Banshee squads of 20 personnel or less moving in at all entrances! They are armed and hostile open fire when ready!" The WatchTower operator said. The 50 cal sniper had begun to Target the driver's first. The rounds cracked through the air as they sped down and flew through the vehicle's windows. "WatchTower this is Sierra Gate. Banshees have missile trucks inbound! Requesting SSM support." One of the guardsmen said. The launchers moved quickly and locked on to the banshees' missile trucks. It launched two AGM-65 Maverick missiles at the BanShees' missile trucks and they all went up in massive flames. " Sierra Gate all clear WatchTower!" The guardsmen said. "WatchTower this is November Gate. We're requesting Avenger support." The watchtower operator acknowledged their request and began to spin up the Avenger. 30mm shells tormented the area around the banshees destroying their vehicles and everything in its path. "November gate clear. All BanShees eliminated. Over." Watchtower said. "WatchTower this is Echo Gate. MK208 Gunner down. We need medevac!" The last guardsmen began rapidly firing at the remaining vehicles bombarding them with explosive rounds from the MK208. A guy named David ran over and begun taking care of the down gunner. "Watchtower this is Aiden. Is Echo gate clear?" Aiden asked. He heard nothing but static for whats seemed liked hours. About 5 minutes passed and Aiden started to cry, assuming the worst. "Echo Gate cleared Aiden. Danny and the others are okay." WatchTower operator responded finally. All that was left was the Whiskey Gate entrance. "Whiskey gate, this is WatchTower. Sitrep!" The watchtower operator said. "WatchTower, this is Whiskey Gate reporting current status: Personnel at 100%, ammo 8%!" the guardsmen said loudly. The watchtower called Danny to provide support. Seconds later the Dragula rolled up and the 150mm cannon rotated. "Jacob said over the intercom, "Open the gate!" the watchtower operator rolled the gate open and the BanShees Stormed inward. They slammed their brakes as they rolled up on the Dragula and stared down its barrel. Jacob fired the cannon and shrapnel flew everywhere. Jacob activated the secondary defense turrets and began letting rounds loose on the remaining BanShees! "Hell yeah, Jacob! Hell yeah!" Danny Cheered on his brother. Jacob was going to fire another round as the smoke cleared, but Danny screamed, "Cease fire!" Through the smoke, you could see Samwise, curled up in the fetal position. He looked up and sprung to his feet. "Please don't! Please!" He pleaded. An automatic sentry sniper cracked a bullet through the air. "Oh... dang... Forgot to turn that off." The watchtower operator chuckled. Danny looked around and saw the remaining damage left from the attack. All he could do was fill with rage. Danny began to plot an attack on the BanShees' home base. Aiden could see the rage in Danny's straight face as he tried to hide his anger. Aiden ran across the field and hug Danny. Caught off guard, Danny caught Aiden and out of reflex, he hugged Aiden back. "Bubba, calm down. It's okay. He's gone for good now." Aiden reassured him. Danny suddenly felt less raged. He began to cry and think about his brothers and how far they have come due to each other. "Aiden, I need you to schedule a meeting for priority only. We don't need everyone's decision on this one. Once it's been decided that's it. Put on the access list: Jacob, Jaxon, yourself, Wyatt, and Paxton. I think this is important for you guys to know and for you guys to have an opinion in this. Schedule it for 3 days from now." Danny wanted to discuss his plans with the others before he acted. He wanted to be sure that he was making the right decision. A young boy ran up to Danny and looked very upset he was hiding under a vehicle in the motor pool during the firefight with the BanShees. Danny pick the kid up and ask him, "Hey buddy what's wrong?" The boy responded with an adorable six-year-old voice, "I don't know where my friends are!" Danny told him it was all going to be okay and called to the watchtower and told them to flash the all-clear signal. About five minutes later another boy ran up to Danny saying, "I had all my friends except one." He frowned and Danny said who, "The boy said, Thompson." Danny said, "Don't be upset bud. Guess what." He surprised the boy and said, "Here he is!" The boy gasped as he filled with relief after seeing his friend.                                                   To Be Continued.  
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  •                                                    Art of Survival Chapter 4: The Horde Danny had just about finished briefing everyone about the upcoming mission. Danny pointed out all the little details that would be needed for the BEAST to complete its first successful mission. Danny spoke to the engineers and ask them what weapons are not ready and what is ready to be used at the moment. They responded by telling him, "There are missiles on, different machine guns of different calibers on the sides, smoke screen launchers, and decoy beacons. The missiles are used for large hordes and could take out as many as 40 of them at a time with a precise hit. The machine guns on the sides are a good way of cutting down a small blockade of the infected. Probably like 10 to 20 of them. The smokescreen could be used to blind any incoming or hostile fire." Danny looked worried. "Are we expecting some trouble on this mission?" Danny asked. "No! Not. By the sight of this thing, I'd be scared if even had a weapon on me." The engineer said. Danny was reassured. "With that being said, the last feature on the BEAST is a multi computing system. The BEAST is capable of targeting for itself and also defending itself. Everyone smiled and began prepping the BEAST for action. Fully loading the entire weapon system and its high tech onboard computing systems. "Danny, it's ready to rock n' roll bro." The engineer said. "All right boys, go get geared up. We're moving out in 20." Danny responded. Aiden ran up behind Danny as they started to board the beast. "Can I come with you bubba? I promise I won't touch anything." Aiden said. "Well if you're not going to do anything, what's the point then?" Danny responded. They both smiled and boarded The BEAST. About three hours later they arrived at the attack zone. They radioed over to the backup assault team, "Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. This is metal 01. We've arrived on-site and ready for attack. What's your current status? Over." "Metal 01 this is Bravo, Uniform, Alpha, the current status is as follows: Ammo 100%, Personnel 100%, Weapons 100%, Casualties 0, civilians/unknowns in the area not spotted. Mission site all clear and ready to attack Metal 01." Danny told everyone that the horde should be in place in about 20 minutes and that they should keep their eyes open. The scouts scan the area and called to Danny, "The horde is inbound, I repeat the horde is inbound!" Danny started the BEAST and loaded the 150 mm, Cannon, a loud metallic click followed and then BOOM! The shell left the barrel and sped towards the horde. Everyone watched as the high-explosive shell sped through the air and into the massive infected crowd. A soot-covered crater was left as the zombies began to recoup from being throw about from the concussion blast. The muzzle flash from the cannon alerted the horde and they began changing corse running and stumbling over one another to attack the vehicle. "Don't waste ammo use your skills and aim for the heads. Aiden, you and Paxton watch our six." Danny yelled. Paxton was Aidan's best friend. Paxton is a quiet kid. He rarely says anything unless it's necessary. He's kind of like Ferb. Since they met, they never go anywhere without each other. The horde changed its course towards the BEAST and began moving quickly 3 jumpers leaped at the vehicle and landed on top of the 50 cal machine gun. The gun's sensor targeted the jumper and fired twice. "Woah, hopefully, we got some good cleaner when we get back to base." Danny laughed. The horde began surrounding the BEAST. Danny activated the security pellets. The BEAST was lined with a tough outer shell. The shell was hexagonal and had small little explosive packs on the side of it. This was in case the vehicle was surrounded it can disperse those little pellets using the explosive packs and detain if not eliminate all surrounding threat. Danny open top hatch and finish the remaining infected with a SCAR-H. "Hell yeah! Metal 01, I think the BEAST passed basic training!" The scouts said cheering. "Alright, everyone regroup in New Orleans and rendezvous at Lee Circle," Danny said. The sun began to set, and the night began to settle in. "Danny this is Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. We've reached the rally point with the scouts. What's your ETA?" They asked. "Copy that Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. The BEAST's ETA is 5 minutes." Danny responded. The scouts decided to take overwatch and climb a fire escape to the top of a building. Just as they could see over the edge, they dropped to the floor and radioed over to Danny, " Danny! This scout team one. A group of BanShees is headed for the rally point. Their approaching us and should be on our tail in 2 minutes." "Copy that Bravo, Uniform, Alpha. We're at the rally point and ready for EVAC." Danny responded. The scouts quickly slid down the fire escape and into the vehicles. Just as they began to pull off the team of BanShees showed up. The BanShees are a private militia that wanted the military base that Danny's Community currently occupied. Danny and his brothers were given numerous and generous offers to leave and relocate their community. But Danny refused. They were there first and Danny swore to protect the base with everything he could. Ever since the banshees have harassed them and tried to take the base by force. "Well well, look who it is. Danny, you look lost." Samwise laughed. "Nahhh...." Danny responded confidently, "we're just passing through." Aiden looked at Danny scared, but Danny knew things would be okay. "Look, Danny, you got three minutes to hand over everything you got or stuff's going to get hot." Samwise threatened. Danny hopped back in the BEAST and turned on its spotlight. He activated the 150 mm Cannon and the surface missiles and locked onto their vehicles. "I think you would want to be a little bit nicer. My brother Aiden and I don't take too kindly to threats. And Paxton here, haha, let's just say his accuracy is through the roof." Danny said smiling. Samwise backed down scared out of his wits. Danny got back in the BEAST and drove off with the scouts and backup team Alpha 01. As they were driving off the BanShees fired into the back of the beast. Aiden reacted and fired the 150mm Cannon in the BanShees' direction. They ducked and got in their vehicles and drove away. Chapter 5: Attack On Odin Back on base, Jaxon and Jacob, we're helping the engineers with 2 new trailer designs for the BEAST. One was a passenger trailer attachment. It is designed for recon and rescue missions. It holds up to 85 passengers and is equipped it with a decontamination room, clothing disposal area, and clothing issue area so the passengers have maximum comfortability. The passenger trailer also has a few amenities to make some of the long rides a little bit more enjoyable such as a game room a small sleeping area a bathroom and a weapons cache. The weapons area is a room design for people 16+ to use the three secondary defense weapons placed at the rear of the trailer. The M240B, MK208, and the L60 Bofors 40 mm Cannon. Because ammo is a valuable resource, each person is allowed 30 rounds of 7.62, ten 30mm shells, and 5 MK208 incendiary rounds. Not only does this allow added protection to the vehicle itself and the passengers, but it also makes for some early marksmanship training to have more people to help protect the community. For some reason, Danny wants the second trailer's designs to be classified until he approves it himself. He doesn't want to advertise something that he may not fully approve of. Danny and the others finally arrived back to the base and parked the BEAST at the motor pool. "Okay. We need to rename this thing. Any suggestions?" Danny asked. Everyone bombarded him with names until Paxton raised his hand. Danny answered him, "What's up little buddy?" Paxton said, "What about Dragula? I know you all know that song by Rob Zombie, 'Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches and slam in the back of my Dragula.'" He sang. Everyone looked so surprised knowing Paxton was a quiet kid. "All in favor..."Aiden said. Everyone raised their hand. "Looks like we found our name," Danny added. Suddenly, the base's alert system sounded off. Blaring in everyone's ears. Danny and the others ran outside to see everyone moving to the safe room. "What the hell is going on?" Danny said confused and startled. "Danny, isn't this one of our safety drills?" One of the boys asked. "No buddy, but get to the safe room and make sure you have all your friends. Okay?" Danny said. The boy went off to the room to make sure his friends were there and okay. Danny and the others took guard at the North, South, East, and West entrances. The Scouts went for the North entrance. "November, Sierra, Echo, Whiskey entrances, this is WatchTower. Banshee squads of 20 personnel or less moving in at all entrances! They are armed and hostile open fire when ready!" The WatchTower operator said. The 50 cal sniper had begun to Target the driver's first. The rounds cracked through the air as they sped down and flew through the vehicle's windows. "WatchTower this is Sierra Gate. Banshees have missile trucks inbound! Requesting SSM support." One of the guardsmen said. The launchers moved quickly and locked on to the banshees' missile trucks. It launched two AGM-65 Maverick missiles at the BanShees' missile trucks and they all went up in massive flames. " Sierra Gate all clear WatchTower!" The guardsmen said. "WatchTower this is November Gate. We're requesting Avenger support." The watchtower operator acknowledged their request and began to spin up the Avenger. 30mm shells tormented the area around the banshees destroying their vehicles and everything in its path. "November gate clear. All BanShees eliminated. Over." Watchtower said. "WatchTower this is Echo Gate. MK208 Gunner down. We need medevac!" The last guardsmen began rapidly firing at the remaining vehicles bombarding them with explosive rounds from the MK208. A guy named David ran over and begun taking care of the down gunner. "Watchtower this is Aiden. Is Echo gate clear?" Aiden asked. He heard nothing but static for whats seemed liked hours. About 5 minutes passed and Aiden started to cry, assuming the worst. "Echo Gate cleared Aiden. Danny and the others are okay." WatchTower operator responded finally. All that was left was the Whiskey Gate entrance. "Whiskey gate, this is WatchTower. Sitrep!" The watchtower operator said. "WatchTower, this is Whiskey Gate reporting current status: Personnel at 100%, ammo 8%!" the guardsmen said loudly. The watchtower called Danny to provide support. Seconds later the Dragula rolled up and the 150mm cannon rotated. "Jacob said over the intercom, "Open the gate!" the watchtower operator rolled the gate open and the BanShees Stormed inward. They slammed their brakes as they rolled up on the Dragula and stared down its barrel. Jacob fired the cannon and shrapnel flew everywhere. Jacob activated the secondary defense turrets and began letting rounds loose on the remaining BanShees! "Hell yeah, Jacob! Hell yeah!" Danny Cheered on his brother. Jacob was going to fire another round as the smoke cleared, but Danny screamed, "Cease fire!" Through the smoke, you could see Samwise, curled up in the fetal position. He looked up and sprung to his feet. "Please don't! Please!" He pleaded. An automatic sentry sniper cracked a bullet through the air. "Oh... dang... Forgot to turn that off." The watchtower operator chuckled. Danny looked around and saw the remaining damage left from the attack. All he could do was fill with rage. Danny began to plot an attack on the BanShees' home base. Aiden could see the rage in Danny's straight face as he tried to hide his anger. Aiden ran across the field and hug Danny. Caught off guard, Danny caught Aiden and out of reflex, he hugged Aiden back. "Bubba, calm down. It's okay. He's gone for good now." Aiden reassured him. Danny suddenly felt less raged. He began to cry and think about his brothers and how far they have come due to each other. "Aiden, I need you to schedule a meeting for priority only. We don't need everyone's decision on this one. Once it's been decided that's it. Put on the access list: Jacob, Jaxon, yourself, Wyatt, and Paxton. I think this is important for you guys to know and for you guys to have an opinion in this. Schedule it for 3 days from now." Danny wanted to discuss his plans with the others before he acted. He wanted to be sure that he was making the right decision. A young boy ran up to Danny and looked very upset he was hiding under a vehicle in the motor pool during the firefight with the BanShees. Danny pick the kid up and ask him, "Hey buddy what's wrong?" The boy responded with an adorable six-year-old voice, "I don't know where my friends are!" Danny told him it was all going to be okay and called to the watchtower and told them to flash the all-clear signal. About five minutes later another boy ran up to Danny saying, "I had all my friends except one." He frowned and Danny said who, "The boy said, Thompson." Danny said, "Don't be upset bud. Guess what." He surprised the boy and said, "Here he is!" The boy gasped as he filled with relief after seeing his friend.                                                   To Be Continued.  
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                                                     Art of SurvivalChapter 1: How It All Began           “This message is transmitted at the request of the United States Office of Civil Defense. At 9:45 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, The Center for Disease Control released information about an ongoing outbreak of a mutated virus code-named Virus KP. This outbreak is currently contained in the Atlanta, Georgia area. Everything within a 247-mile radius of the Atlanta Metro area is under mandatory Quarantine. The CDC urges everyone to seek shelter as soon as possible and to only to leave the shelter for priority situations. Monitor all members of your household for the following symptoms Ø Yellowish EyesØ Uncontrollable VomitingØ Unusual ConfusionØ Erratic BehaviorØ Rapid or Sudden Mood Swingsif you are a loved one is experiencing or had these symptoms seek immediate medical assistance this is not a test!” My family and I panicked as we knew that something big was coming. Our eyes bald and filled with tears as we watch the news show short clips from around the Atlanta area. Soldiers pointing weapons and screaming at civilians, police yelling at the infected. It was horrible, but the worst didn't come until the second emergency broadcast. “This message is transmitted at the request of the United States office of Civil Defense. At 11:25 a.m. eastern standard time the Center for Disease Control has informed the Secretary of Defense that the infected IS hostile. It has been confirmed that all infected is to be ELIMINATED due to their high hostility. Following this broadcast is information that ALL personnel should know. The following information is information on the symptoms of the infected and what you should do if you should notice any of these symptoms in any loved ones or anyone close to you. Please take immediate action by calling the authorities or taking matters into your own hands. If you notice yellow discoloration of the eyes brown or black and teeth loose are falling skin slurred language or loud grunting aggressive or hostile moods and attitudes. if it should come to the point where you should need to take matters into your own hands the recommended method of elimination is decapitation, blunt force trauma, projectile damage, etc.” If you come in contact with any of the infected, seek immediate shelter at any means possible. Eliminating the infected is the last resort! Avoid any confrontation with the infected to the best of your ability. NOTE: The D-Virus is a neurological infection that attacks the nervous system and kills the host within 30 to 40 minutes. Afterward, the host’s brain is restarted by the virus. The only intelligence left inside the host’s neurological system is the desire to feed. This is due to the virus needing to be constantly fed fresh protein from raw flash the virus is transmitted through...” The broadcast was interrupted by presidential alert he told us that the outbreak was getting out of control of the military. He ordered multiple missile strikes in the Atlanta area to eliminate the mass infected horde! He said that according to further CDC test they have discovered that the infected have no feeling no thoughts and that they cannot smell or hear they only attack when they have spotted something. Studies show that the infected can run up to 20 miles per hour, jump up to 10 feet high, an infected that seem to be bloated can project acid vomit up to five feet away. The type of acid is unknown but from testing, it can break down flesh upon contact. He wanted all to stay inside but the panic was so great people fled all over. Not knowing how the virus was spreading people began killing for the most ridiculous reasons. Coughing, or looking high or drunk you were killed. Children with minor cold and flu or killed by parents trying to protect their other kids. Or worse thrown out of the house and forced to survive with the infected on their own! The government had a complete shutdown and the military-focused their defense on Washington DC. All outside federal agent, representative, governors, mayor's, etc. were brought into D.C. for sanctuary and protection. All residents that had been there for 1 year or longer were allowed to stay all others had to leave! Entire families were forced to relocate in this infected, overturned, world. The Navy split in three and made three mass fleets to protect the southern, eastern, and western border. The Marines and the Army pulled from overseas and came back to the United States to protect Washington D.C. and the Mexican and Canadian borders. The Air Force roamed all over the US watching and monitoring the skies. All military bases decided to reduce the risk of the virus getting in the bases by only allowing US military personnel and government officials on the base along with their families. Everything went to complete crap. Chapter 2: Brothers in Arms          Hey, my name is Aiden. Welcome to Louisiana. One of the “5 Sanctuaries”. We call certain states sanctuaries because the states infected population is 10% or less. Our militias are very skilled since the majority of its soldiers are ex-military. we have about 250,000 people here in Louisiana and only about 4,000 is infected. The five sanctuaries consist of Maryland, obviously, Louisiana, Florida, Arizona, and North Dakota. North Dakota supposedly has less than 2% infected out of its population of 567,000 people. Everyone is headed there, but most never make it.           It’s 2054, four years after the initial outbreak. At the time of the outbreak, my mom and dad were out on a business vacation trip in the United Kingdom when it was all happening. Once word got out about the virus all commercial and non-military travel was suspended. All ongoing trips were re-routed back to where they came from. The president made it extremely clear that no United States citizen or resident was to leave the country. All Non-American citizens or residents where told not to enter the US, due to the circumstances. I have nine brothers that I protect with my life. The youngest is Gavin at 7 years old. Then there’s Aivyn. He’s 8, Gabe is 12, and then there’s me, I’m 13, Jaxon and Boston are 14, Jacob and Wyatt are 15, and I Danny is the oldest. He is 16. In all honesty, Gavin, Aivyn, and Andrew are our motivation to keep pushing. They are so young have no clue what beauty the world used to have. We’ve made it our mission to have them grow up fully and learn about the past of Earth.           We lost our home in the missile strikes. Ever since, we have been moving from shelter to shelter, just to survive the nights. Sometimes hordes of infected gather for some kind of migrating thing. They seem to sense uninfected beings. This is especially unusual since the broadcast stated that there was no way for the infected to track us. This makes some people wonder if the virus is evolving. We arrived in Louisiana 7 months ago. We found an abandoned military base and decided to start fortifying the base. Over many months, we have rescued many young kids and adults from the horrors of the outside world. We took them in. You may ask why we take such risk in rescuing people. We say because we would want someone to risk-taking us in if we were in their situation.             Currently, we are repairing the radio tower and the satellite dishes. Our technicians say that the satellite modules will be up and running soon, most likely today. The radio tower will take a bit more since the wires seem fried. You may be wondering how kids know how to set up and repair advanced military equipment. Well like I stated earlier, we have some adults here. And some of the kids here have military parents so they learned a lot from them, and the adults help us. After we fortified the base which took about 3 weeks, we began seeing people noticing the base was in operation. We assumed they noticed the lights. Over time we took in about 4 prior service adults and 8 civilian adults. Our mass majority is kids because no one has the guts to eliminate a kid. That’s why kids just get thrown out of the house. We have rescued 26 kids. Their ages vary from 7 – 18. With all these people coming together, we had to start some type of defense. inventory and collecting all the leftover equipment. We scoured the base and found Barrett .50 Caliber M82A1 snipers, MK208 Grenade Launchers, M249 SAW and M240B’s. After finding all that firepower we finally set up defenses and we’re able to conduct more safe rescues.           Our safe place has come a long way since our arrival. We now have about 60 people mostly kids. We decided that with all the kids being outcast into the world due to them being a higher risk of infection, we should become a haven for them. Kind of like an ASPCA for kids. We have about 20 to 25 adults taking care of us and the sick. When someone becomes infected we do not let them suffer and we do not let the virus take over the bodies. Instead, we have four doctors that use a specific procedure to ease the body into an eternal sleep. There is no pain and no suffering. Our weapons are for any all threats to our community and for the infected that try to get in. Danny the oldest of my brothers is the communities leader. That's because he's the oldest of us eight and since we discovered it everyone agreed we should be the leaders. Once our satellite system is up and running we will be able to contact the outside world to figure out what's going on. We have underground shelter here. It is mainly used for storage, backup power, shelter, etc. we operate on a superiority basis. Our highest leader, Danny has the final say in all major decisions that affect the Community security and well-being. We have something called "Top Cats" or "TC's". They are the representatives of the community residence They are the ones that gather the opinions and suggestions. Then there is "ATC's" also known Assistant Top Cats. They take care of the younger one’s needs. We have a small militia that is specifically trained to defend our base. They are also really familiar without area and they know multiple different routes to and from our community. Our Militia is not a part of the Louisiana militia which is like 10x our militia size. About 15 of them are between 18 and 27 and have US military experience. The other 20 to 25 are about 16 to 30 and are trained by our prior servicemen. Everything here is equal to all. LGBT, females, and males all have the same things that are involved in all activities needed to keep our community up and running. No one is left behind in our community. We care for all people and never leave anyone left out.           We named our place of Odin. Odin is the name of a Norse Mythology god. He was the god of wisdom, poetry, death, divination, and magic. We thought he would represent our stronghold perfectly because we use smarts to fortify and defend our base and we inflict death on the infected that try to invade our sanctuary. This is a place of peace and rest where those who have worried and stressed every day and night can come and finally be at peace and live as they did before the outbreak. Earlier I mentioned that we have enemies oh, yes we have enemies! They mainly consist of the infected gathering in hordes and moving towards our spotlights at night. Sometimes, they’re just simply marauders trying to invade our space and take what we have. But we don’t worry or fear them. The MK208 Grenade Launcher handles the infected hordes and MK249 handles the personnel. It's highly effective since all we have to do is show it off and they go running. We try out very best to never use weapons on humans and people who are not infected. We strive for peace and unity, but sometimes it comes to that point where no one can agree on the same thing and actions must be taken. Our food supply is great. We have an abundance of MREs and non-perishable foods. We have a small farm in which we use for cooking when we feel like treating the community to a great feast.   Chapter 3: Vulcan Project              Our engineers are working on a Battle Enhanced Armored Supply Transportation vehicle. We call it The BEAST for short. Its primary use will be looting and scouting missions, recon, and personnel and cargo transport. So far the blueprint looks pretty cool. It’s based on the design from a movie they watched called “Land of the Dead”. Our engineers say it should be fully up and running, ready for its first mission in about five to six months. Danny plans to use it for scouting missions and recon. Our food supply is good for about two to three years. The cargo trailer will also be detachable. This is for a passenger trailer to be connected. This will help transport our troops and/or people that we rescue. To increase our security in keeping out the infected, we have developed a testing system that shows whether or not you're infected. The infected blood of the host is bright red like human blood, but when mixed with Hydrochloric Acid, the infected blood turns black and smells like sulfur! Uninfected blood does not.           Our community can sustain about 150 people with our current supply. Any more and we would have to work out a rationing system. I have to go and help Danny with our weekly personnel headcount. We have about 60 people and about 30 of them are our security specialist. And the rest are mainly just residence. We have a 10:1 ratio on children. 10 kids to every 1 adult. The youth here range from 7-17. Our 18-21 is training to take care of the community and do their part. 22 and up are our superiors. They have 1 on 1 schooling and mentoring for our youth residents.           Danny called the community to assemble. He had a scared, yet confident look on his face. Aiden and the other brothers are confused, along with the community's people about what the sudden meeting was about. Danny walks slowly to the podium and takes a deep breath. "Good afternoon everyone, I have to inform you all of an upcoming standoff with a horde of infected. The horde was spotted by our scouts about 32 miles away. There were jumpers, boomers, and tracksters.” Jumpers are the high jumping infected that have massive leg abilities, Boomers are the explosive infected. They’re like creepers on Minecraft but these leave a burning acid on your skin. Tracksters are the fastest type of infected. Their max speed is almost 25 mph. “We can avoid the firefight by turning off all the power so they can't see us. This saves us ammo, but the horde is about 270 deep. They would run the chain link fence down and at the speed, they're traveling. They should be here in about 40 hours." The people look shocked. Adam, a 13-year-old boy asked Danny, "What's wrong with a firefight?" "It would exhaust our ammo bud," Danny responded. A lady then stood and said, "You said that there is about 270 of them. I'm pretty sure we have more than 270 bullets." Just as Danny was about to respond, the engineers walk through the doors and whisper to Danny, "Bro, The BEAST is complete!" Danny's eyes widen as he knew that he had the perfect training and testing for it.            The engineers escorted Danny out of the room and to the motor pool where the beast was. "Meeting dismissed! I have solved the problem!" Danny said. Danny and the engineers walk through the doors and saw the beautiful masterpiece of a machine. Aiden and the others ran in after a short minute and stopped in their tracks as they witness the beautiful vehicle. "alright boys what does it take to drive this thing and what does it run on?" Danny asked curiously. " Our scientist devised a special concoction that allows it to run 100 miles per gallon of the stuff. " One of the engineers said. A guy walked in the room with a typical white scientist coat on with a glass jar in his hand and a blackish-purple Galaxy looking color liquid inside. "The mixture is a combination of Diesel and Grade A jet fuel. Because of the low burn time of the two, combining them with some additives to lower the combustion possibility. so on a full tank of 250 gallons, the BEAST can get up to 2,500 miles. Danny smiled. "All right boys fill him up! Time for a field training exercise." Danny began creating a plan to exterminate the infected horde. He gave the engineers specific instruction on what would be used in the attack and what they would need to do a crash course so the drivers of the BEAST could complete this mission.                                          TO BE CONTINUED...  
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  •                                                  Art of SurvivalChapter 1: How It All Began           “This message is transmitted at the request of the United States Office of Civil Defense. At 9:45 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, The Center for Disease Control released information about an ongoing outbreak of a mutated virus code-named Virus KP. This outbreak is currently contained in the Atlanta, Georgia area. Everything within a 247-mile radius of the Atlanta Metro area is under mandatory Quarantine. The CDC urges everyone to seek shelter as soon as possible and to only to leave the shelter for priority situations. Monitor all members of your household for the following symptoms Ø Yellowish EyesØ Uncontrollable VomitingØ Unusual ConfusionØ Erratic BehaviorØ Rapid or Sudden Mood Swingsif you are a loved one is experiencing or had these symptoms seek immediate medical assistance this is not a test!” My family and I panicked as we knew that something big was coming. Our eyes bald and filled with tears as we watch the news show short clips from around the Atlanta area. Soldiers pointing weapons and screaming at civilians, police yelling at the infected. It was horrible, but the worst didn't come until the second emergency broadcast. “This message is transmitted at the request of the United States office of Civil Defense. At 11:25 a.m. eastern standard time the Center for Disease Control has informed the Secretary of Defense that the infected IS hostile. It has been confirmed that all infected is to be ELIMINATED due to their high hostility. Following this broadcast is information that ALL personnel should know. The following information is information on the symptoms of the infected and what you should do if you should notice any of these symptoms in any loved ones or anyone close to you. Please take immediate action by calling the authorities or taking matters into your own hands. If you notice yellow discoloration of the eyes brown or black and teeth loose are falling skin slurred language or loud grunting aggressive or hostile moods and attitudes. if it should come to the point where you should need to take matters into your own hands the recommended method of elimination is decapitation, blunt force trauma, projectile damage, etc.” If you come in contact with any of the infected, seek immediate shelter at any means possible. Eliminating the infected is the last resort! Avoid any confrontation with the infected to the best of your ability. NOTE: The D-Virus is a neurological infection that attacks the nervous system and kills the host within 30 to 40 minutes. Afterward, the host’s brain is restarted by the virus. The only intelligence left inside the host’s neurological system is the desire to feed. This is due to the virus needing to be constantly fed fresh protein from raw flash the virus is transmitted through...” The broadcast was interrupted by presidential alert he told us that the outbreak was getting out of control of the military. He ordered multiple missile strikes in the Atlanta area to eliminate the mass infected horde! He said that according to further CDC test they have discovered that the infected have no feeling no thoughts and that they cannot smell or hear they only attack when they have spotted something. Studies show that the infected can run up to 20 miles per hour, jump up to 10 feet high, an infected that seem to be bloated can project acid vomit up to five feet away. The type of acid is unknown but from testing, it can break down flesh upon contact. He wanted all to stay inside but the panic was so great people fled all over. Not knowing how the virus was spreading people began killing for the most ridiculous reasons. Coughing, or looking high or drunk you were killed. Children with minor cold and flu or killed by parents trying to protect their other kids. Or worse thrown out of the house and forced to survive with the infected on their own! The government had a complete shutdown and the military-focused their defense on Washington DC. All outside federal agent, representative, governors, mayor's, etc. were brought into D.C. for sanctuary and protection. All residents that had been there for 1 year or longer were allowed to stay all others had to leave! Entire families were forced to relocate in this infected, overturned, world. The Navy split in three and made three mass fleets to protect the southern, eastern, and western border. The Marines and the Army pulled from overseas and came back to the United States to protect Washington D.C. and the Mexican and Canadian borders. The Air Force roamed all over the US watching and monitoring the skies. All military bases decided to reduce the risk of the virus getting in the bases by only allowing US military personnel and government officials on the base along with their families. Everything went to complete crap. Chapter 2: Brothers in Arms          Hey, my name is Aiden. Welcome to Louisiana. One of the “5 Sanctuaries”. We call certain states sanctuaries because the states infected population is 10% or less. Our militias are very skilled since the majority of its soldiers are ex-military. we have about 250,000 people here in Louisiana and only about 4,000 is infected. The five sanctuaries consist of Maryland, obviously, Louisiana, Florida, Arizona, and North Dakota. North Dakota supposedly has less than 2% infected out of its population of 567,000 people. Everyone is headed there, but most never make it.           It’s 2054, four years after the initial outbreak. At the time of the outbreak, my mom and dad were out on a business vacation trip in the United Kingdom when it was all happening. Once word got out about the virus all commercial and non-military travel was suspended. All ongoing trips were re-routed back to where they came from. The president made it extremely clear that no United States citizen or resident was to leave the country. All Non-American citizens or residents where told not to enter the US, due to the circumstances. I have nine brothers that I protect with my life. The youngest is Gavin at 7 years old. Then there’s Aivyn. He’s 8, Gabe is 12, and then there’s me, I’m 13, Jaxon and Boston are 14, Jacob and Wyatt are 15, and I Danny is the oldest. He is 16. In all honesty, Gavin, Aivyn, and Andrew are our motivation to keep pushing. They are so young have no clue what beauty the world used to have. We’ve made it our mission to have them grow up fully and learn about the past of Earth.           We lost our home in the missile strikes. Ever since, we have been moving from shelter to shelter, just to survive the nights. Sometimes hordes of infected gather for some kind of migrating thing. They seem to sense uninfected beings. This is especially unusual since the broadcast stated that there was no way for the infected to track us. This makes some people wonder if the virus is evolving. We arrived in Louisiana 7 months ago. We found an abandoned military base and decided to start fortifying the base. Over many months, we have rescued many young kids and adults from the horrors of the outside world. We took them in. You may ask why we take such risk in rescuing people. We say because we would want someone to risk-taking us in if we were in their situation.             Currently, we are repairing the radio tower and the satellite dishes. Our technicians say that the satellite modules will be up and running soon, most likely today. The radio tower will take a bit more since the wires seem fried. You may be wondering how kids know how to set up and repair advanced military equipment. Well like I stated earlier, we have some adults here. And some of the kids here have military parents so they learned a lot from them, and the adults help us. After we fortified the base which took about 3 weeks, we began seeing people noticing the base was in operation. We assumed they noticed the lights. Over time we took in about 4 prior service adults and 8 civilian adults. Our mass majority is kids because no one has the guts to eliminate a kid. That’s why kids just get thrown out of the house. We have rescued 26 kids. Their ages vary from 7 – 18. With all these people coming together, we had to start some type of defense. inventory and collecting all the leftover equipment. We scoured the base and found Barrett .50 Caliber M82A1 snipers, MK208 Grenade Launchers, M249 SAW and M240B’s. After finding all that firepower we finally set up defenses and we’re able to conduct more safe rescues.           Our safe place has come a long way since our arrival. We now have about 60 people mostly kids. We decided that with all the kids being outcast into the world due to them being a higher risk of infection, we should become a haven for them. Kind of like an ASPCA for kids. We have about 20 to 25 adults taking care of us and the sick. When someone becomes infected we do not let them suffer and we do not let the virus take over the bodies. Instead, we have four doctors that use a specific procedure to ease the body into an eternal sleep. There is no pain and no suffering. Our weapons are for any all threats to our community and for the infected that try to get in. Danny the oldest of my brothers is the communities leader. That's because he's the oldest of us eight and since we discovered it everyone agreed we should be the leaders. Once our satellite system is up and running we will be able to contact the outside world to figure out what's going on. We have underground shelter here. It is mainly used for storage, backup power, shelter, etc. we operate on a superiority basis. Our highest leader, Danny has the final say in all major decisions that affect the Community security and well-being. We have something called "Top Cats" or "TC's". They are the representatives of the community residence They are the ones that gather the opinions and suggestions. Then there is "ATC's" also known Assistant Top Cats. They take care of the younger one’s needs. We have a small militia that is specifically trained to defend our base. They are also really familiar without area and they know multiple different routes to and from our community. Our Militia is not a part of the Louisiana militia which is like 10x our militia size. About 15 of them are between 18 and 27 and have US military experience. The other 20 to 25 are about 16 to 30 and are trained by our prior servicemen. Everything here is equal to all. LGBT, females, and males all have the same things that are involved in all activities needed to keep our community up and running. No one is left behind in our community. We care for all people and never leave anyone left out.           We named our place of Odin. Odin is the name of a Norse Mythology god. He was the god of wisdom, poetry, death, divination, and magic. We thought he would represent our stronghold perfectly because we use smarts to fortify and defend our base and we inflict death on the infected that try to invade our sanctuary. This is a place of peace and rest where those who have worried and stressed every day and night can come and finally be at peace and live as they did before the outbreak. Earlier I mentioned that we have enemies oh, yes we have enemies! They mainly consist of the infected gathering in hordes and moving towards our spotlights at night. Sometimes, they’re just simply marauders trying to invade our space and take what we have. But we don’t worry or fear them. The MK208 Grenade Launcher handles the infected hordes and MK249 handles the personnel. It's highly effective since all we have to do is show it off and they go running. We try out very best to never use weapons on humans and people who are not infected. We strive for peace and unity, but sometimes it comes to that point where no one can agree on the same thing and actions must be taken. Our food supply is great. We have an abundance of MREs and non-perishable foods. We have a small farm in which we use for cooking when we feel like treating the community to a great feast.   Chapter 3: Vulcan Project              Our engineers are working on a Battle Enhanced Armored Supply Transportation vehicle. We call it The BEAST for short. Its primary use will be looting and scouting missions, recon, and personnel and cargo transport. So far the blueprint looks pretty cool. It’s based on the design from a movie they watched called “Land of the Dead”. Our engineers say it should be fully up and running, ready for its first mission in about five to six months. Danny plans to use it for scouting missions and recon. Our food supply is good for about two to three years. The cargo trailer will also be detachable. This is for a passenger trailer to be connected. This will help transport our troops and/or people that we rescue. To increase our security in keeping out the infected, we have developed a testing system that shows whether or not you're infected. The infected blood of the host is bright red like human blood, but when mixed with Hydrochloric Acid, the infected blood turns black and smells like sulfur! Uninfected blood does not.           Our community can sustain about 150 people with our current supply. Any more and we would have to work out a rationing system. I have to go and help Danny with our weekly personnel headcount. We have about 60 people and about 30 of them are our security specialist. And the rest are mainly just residence. We have a 10:1 ratio on children. 10 kids to every 1 adult. The youth here range from 7-17. Our 18-21 is training to take care of the community and do their part. 22 and up are our superiors. They have 1 on 1 schooling and mentoring for our youth residents.           Danny called the community to assemble. He had a scared, yet confident look on his face. Aiden and the other brothers are confused, along with the community's people about what the sudden meeting was about. Danny walks slowly to the podium and takes a deep breath. "Good afternoon everyone, I have to inform you all of an upcoming standoff with a horde of infected. The horde was spotted by our scouts about 32 miles away. There were jumpers, boomers, and tracksters.” Jumpers are the high jumping infected that have massive leg abilities, Boomers are the explosive infected. They’re like creepers on Minecraft but these leave a burning acid on your skin. Tracksters are the fastest type of infected. Their max speed is almost 25 mph. “We can avoid the firefight by turning off all the power so they can't see us. This saves us ammo, but the horde is about 270 deep. They would run the chain link fence down and at the speed, they're traveling. They should be here in about 40 hours." The people look shocked. Adam, a 13-year-old boy asked Danny, "What's wrong with a firefight?" "It would exhaust our ammo bud," Danny responded. A lady then stood and said, "You said that there is about 270 of them. I'm pretty sure we have more than 270 bullets." Just as Danny was about to respond, the engineers walk through the doors and whisper to Danny, "Bro, The BEAST is complete!" Danny's eyes widen as he knew that he had the perfect training and testing for it.            The engineers escorted Danny out of the room and to the motor pool where the beast was. "Meeting dismissed! I have solved the problem!" Danny said. Danny and the engineers walk through the doors and saw the beautiful masterpiece of a machine. Aiden and the others ran in after a short minute and stopped in their tracks as they witness the beautiful vehicle. "alright boys what does it take to drive this thing and what does it run on?" Danny asked curiously. " Our scientist devised a special concoction that allows it to run 100 miles per gallon of the stuff. " One of the engineers said. A guy walked in the room with a typical white scientist coat on with a glass jar in his hand and a blackish-purple Galaxy looking color liquid inside. "The mixture is a combination of Diesel and Grade A jet fuel. Because of the low burn time of the two, combining them with some additives to lower the combustion possibility. so on a full tank of 250 gallons, the BEAST can get up to 2,500 miles. Danny smiled. "All right boys fill him up! Time for a field training exercise." Danny began creating a plan to exterminate the infected horde. He gave the engineers specific instruction on what would be used in the attack and what they would need to do a crash course so the drivers of the BEAST could complete this mission.                                          TO BE CONTINUED...  
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  • 13 Nov 2018
    He sat hunched over and twisted in the dimly lit basement, twisted not in body but in his mind that was filled with twisted and incoherent ramblings. He pecked away at the keyboard illuminated by only the light of the monitor, and old black and white TV sat in a corner flickering as it strained to bring in a local channel from its bent rabbit ears.The basement was unfinished with a dirt floor and a few old chairs and other things scattered about, and old beat-up couch sat against the wall and in the middle was his computer table fished from the lawn of a resident who had discarded it.Rommel or as the local kids call him The Spaz stared intently at the screen, his hooded sweater up over his head painting a sinister picture from anyone who approached him from the back. The only sound besides the clicking of the keyboard was the electronic beeps and notifications from the many windows he had open on the screen. The chat rooms, the instant messengers, Facebook, Instagram and even the long thought dead MySpace.He was a loner an outcast with few in any friends, often teased and bullied by the others boys so he retreated to this lonely decrypt basement and started to live in the online world a world where he could be anyone he chooses to be a world where he can reach out and punish the world for the mistreatment he faced on a daily basis.Suddenly his Facebook chat sprung to live and on the other end was 10 years old Justin Goodman, who thought he was speaking to Julian another ten-year-old located in Omaha, Nebraska but unknown to him his world was about to change in a horrific and drastic was because on the other end of that chat was The Spaz and he was out to create mayhem.   TO BE CONTINUED
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  • By Jayson
    He sat hunched over and twisted in the dimly lit basement, twisted not in body but in his mind that was filled with twisted and incoherent ramblings. He pecked away at the keyboard illuminated by only the light of the monitor, and old black and white TV sat in a corner flickering as it strained to bring in a local channel from its bent rabbit ears.The basement was unfinished with a dirt floor and a few old chairs and other things scattered about, and old beat-up couch sat against the wall and in the middle was his computer table fished from the lawn of a resident who had discarded it.Rommel or as the local kids call him The Spaz stared intently at the screen, his hooded sweater up over his head painting a sinister picture from anyone who approached him from the back. The only sound besides the clicking of the keyboard was the electronic beeps and notifications from the many windows he had open on the screen. The chat rooms, the instant messengers, Facebook, Instagram and even the long thought dead MySpace.He was a loner an outcast with few in any friends, often teased and bullied by the others boys so he retreated to this lonely decrypt basement and started to live in the online world a world where he could be anyone he chooses to be a world where he can reach out and punish the world for the mistreatment he faced on a daily basis.Suddenly his Facebook chat sprung to live and on the other end was 10 years old Justin Goodman, who thought he was speaking to Julian another ten-year-old located in Omaha, Nebraska but unknown to him his world was about to change in a horrific and drastic was because on the other end of that chat was The Spaz and he was out to create mayhem.   TO BE CONTINUED
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  • 20 Sep 2015
    It is now day four since he had been bitten on the left arm by one of them, those unholy walking dead creatures. It is also now over three years since all things went to hell and the dead started to walk again and seek the flesh of humans. Four days ago they were set upon suddenly by two of them and in the fight he was bitten on the arm, he immediately thought it was the end of him and he almost put a bullet in his brain, he decided to wait, he did not get a fever and now four days later the bite has started to heal. The rest of the group still keeping a distance watches him suspiciously, still ready for anything. “look, it has been 4 days and I am not sick no fever, nothing, I am either immune or something has changed and mutated over the years.” The dead had also mutated from walking rotting flesh to now something that more closely resembles a demon, we call those mutated one's hybrids. They no longer are rotting flesh but seem to be a complete diff creature, something from one of the many horror films he used to watch when there were movies, electricity and movie industry, but that is all gone. The group now had to shift their weariness from Michael because coming through the forest was that now familiar groan as a pack of the dead seems to be heading directly towards them……….. TO BE CONTINUED
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  • By Jayson
    It is now day four since he had been bitten on the left arm by one of them, those unholy walking dead creatures. It is also now over three years since all things went to hell and the dead started to walk again and seek the flesh of humans. Four days ago they were set upon suddenly by two of them and in the fight he was bitten on the arm, he immediately thought it was the end of him and he almost put a bullet in his brain, he decided to wait, he did not get a fever and now four days later the bite has started to heal. The rest of the group still keeping a distance watches him suspiciously, still ready for anything. “look, it has been 4 days and I am not sick no fever, nothing, I am either immune or something has changed and mutated over the years.” The dead had also mutated from walking rotting flesh to now something that more closely resembles a demon, we call those mutated one's hybrids. They no longer are rotting flesh but seem to be a complete diff creature, something from one of the many horror films he used to watch when there were movies, electricity and movie industry, but that is all gone. The group now had to shift their weariness from Michael because coming through the forest was that now familiar groan as a pack of the dead seems to be heading directly towards them……….. TO BE CONTINUED
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