W.O.L.F. Shadow of Chernobyl Pilot
NOTE: This is set in the real world except everyone is an furry. Also this is kinda like a pilot story before I really write down some stories about this new series. So that is why this story is short. Based upon the game STALKER: Shadow of Chernobyl --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was just a simple job... get a suit of experimental armor for Freedom. Or so I thought. Dammit! Why the fuck did I accept! He warned me it was a dangerous job but I let me pride get ahead of me and now my friends are dead! Eaten or worse... zombified. If you get this recording then get the hell out of here no matter what. My name's Luke, I'm a Red Fox but I'm also a W.O.L.F. or atleast just a loner along with my friends. Like I said it was a mission. A mission from Freedom. You've probably heard of Freedom, a faction within the Zone who wants the world to have the liberty of coming into the Zone. Well I had the same ideals along with my friends and we became rookies. One day we needed a job and grew tired of the easy ones and wanted a serious actiony job. He had one. Get a suit of experimental armor from Yantar. Sounded easy until I heard the history of the place. Used to be some sort of lab facility until psi-emissions poured out turning the place into a zombie base. Those there aren't technically zombies but people driven insane by the emissions who act like zombies including eating others or just corpses exposed to the emissions. Worst thing about them is that they know how to use a gun still but not really that good. We got cocky and figured we could storm the place by force. Lukash warned us and gave us pills to remove the effects of the psi-emissions once we got there but they didn't last long. We had a group of ten and now I'm the only one left. The entire place was creepy enough, every living thing dead along with the eerie wind sound. We were doing fine until the gates. The emissions started affecting Bourne, a boa. He started running out of breath and just blurted out things saying that he couldn't see anymore colors. Then he couldn't hear us. He screamed loud enough for the damn zombies to hear us and they started shooting. He kept saying 'get out of my head!' and then finally shot himself. Scary as hell no one expected that the emissions could do that to one person. We couldn't mourn our loss right now though it deeply effected Kate, a vixen who had a crush on Bourne. I'm not sure if it was the emotional stress of seeing her love interest die or the psi-emissions but all of a sudden in the middle of the fight she ran up to the zombies with her gun, her face covered in tears. She was wild and insane, shooting all the zombies heading for us. Strange, there was a good side to this. While she distracted the zombies we could head for the complex and search quickly for the suit. Bad side was that it was too much. One of them shot her in the shoulder. Then the others shot her but she kept on fighting using her remaining arm to grab her pistol. But it took only a few seconds before she went down, falling to her knees. Snorks came in and they began eating her as they ripped off her armor and clothes. It was too gruesome to even describe. Then some of the others thought about escaping while they ate her, but I said no... fuck me... why did I say that. I encouraged them to move on and we did. Inside was a shitload of trouble. Snorks... insane military personal who go back to their primitive animal instincts; they're all wolves since they are the only animals that can be Snorks. We got ambushed by a hunting party. We lost Peter and Howard to those bastards but we killed the rest. Then... I don't know... we came into a lab like place and found the armor but then... complete darkness. I remember this giant brain thing but I don't know... its all so foggy. When we woke up anomalies started appearing all of a sudden. Burners and Vortexes. The armor was gone and we needed to get the hell out of there. It didn't go as planned. One Vortex ripped Vitaly apart when he accidentally walked into one. His body parts flew everywhere... god... it was like hell. We almost got out until... something weird happened. The doors closed shut tight by themselves and we all blacked out. When I woke up, everyone was gone... I didn't find them. I was in a bathroom and radioed the others. We set out to reform back together again at the lobby if we could get there alive. I survived but my friends... I don't know... Bruce was panicking, the pills wore out for him and kept on rambling then static. Eliss... another Red Fox like me who was my girl friend... just was cut off. She kept saying about something huge chasing her and I could hear loud footsteps in the background. Then the others died horrible deaths at the hands of snorks. God I actually heard the ripping of their guts and the sounds of them eating. GOD WHY THE FUCK ME! I tried committing suicide like Bourne... that didn't work I used me last bullet on shooting zombies. Once I figured out I was the only one left I came back to the bathroom... where I am right now. Well if you find this recording I'll already be dead. Don't bother to come for my body, you'll probably won't like what you find. Lets hope its not too late once you get this recording.... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Marked One shut off the recording with doubt in his mind now that he heard a first time experience of the place from someone who got killed by it. But he had no choice. He had a job to do and even though it would be scary as hell, he would do it. As he wandered away from the bathroom he dodged the blood trail coming from the bathroom that went in the hall's opposite directions remembering the Fox's warning not to find his body. The Marked One needed answers about this place and the W.O.L.F. Ghost would have them if he was still alive in the lab.