[Ongoing Story] Different stories by me ....

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ok I went through and put words back in that only God knows where they went. Fixed all autoincorrect words thanks to my phone. Put back letters missing from words due to autoincorrect. And fixed the spaces my phone took out. I started at 12 am my time it's now almost 12 pm my time . So I did this instead of sleeping. Hope you now enjoy it better.

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C.A.T.S "The Beginning"
ROAD OF DEATH.

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pg1 "Bust it down on three!" ordered Detective Quentin Snowden. As his assault unit surrounded the house. "1.... 2.... 3..." his men counted with him. Boom, the door slammed into a wall not far away. As it was knocked off its hinges by the police ram. In went Snowden followed by 2 SWATT dressed officers. As was the information given to Snowden. There was 3. men stoned out of their minds taking turns with a beaten bloody female victim. Each were armed with fullauto submachine guns. 2 were so out of it they never moved. But the 3rd jumped up ready to open up. Bang! Snowden shot him the head. Before the rear breaching team made it through the back door. The 2 SWATT guys had the 2 stoned guys in cuffs, as the second group entered. "Check the rest of the house, and police up this evidence. I'm heading for the basement." He ordered. There was a awful smell when he opened the door. "Definitely a meth lab down here." ,He yelled back to the men. As one of the SWATT guys came to back him up. They herd movement and descended cautiously.

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pg2 Boom, Boom! Came the shotgun blasts, from down at the bottom. Snowden jumped sideways down to the floor. As the steps where he had been standing exploded. "Police You are under arrest! We have a warrant.", Yelled Detective Snowden. " Yeah, well you can shove that warrant up your ass!", Yelled someone in the back as they chalked the shot gun, ready for another shot. Bang. Bang! Both Snowden and the SWATT officer fired at the area the sound came from. "Ahhaaaggg!", they herd. Then another voice...."We surrender. We surrender.", it yelled. Then the shotgun came sliding across the floor. When they came forward in the almost no light room. They saw a woman crouched over a big man. Who was bleeding from 2 bullet holes in his left shoulder. They nodded to each other. Then the SWATT guy radioed for a med unit. Snowden cuffed the woman. And CSI came to pick up the evidence. And carefully take down the meth lab. Detective Snowden oversaw it all. Later at the Boston police department. "Nice work Quen." "Thanks Chief. How about a raise?", said Quentin smiling.

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pg3 "Not likely Quen. But I got you approved for that vacation, you been asking for." , the chief said. "As soon as out get the paper work filed on this case. Go home for 2 weeks. Then double time it back for court. Don't be late I don't want any scumbags walking cause the lead detective didn't show for court." " Yes Sir! Chief.", smiled Quentin Snowden. (Home it's been 5 years. Wish I had went back on one of my collegege breaks instead of applying to every police academy here.)Thought Quentin. As he worked late into the night filing all the paperwork. After he finished he thought about home. Winch City, how much had changed. Would any of his friends be their. How had their lives turned out. David had graduated early and left. Will had went to a college. Ben to the Air Force. He hadn't went back. Partly cause David hadn't stayed and been a cop like him. Partly cause he wanted to already have experience as a cop/detective Before finishing college. Another year... But his scholarship had been extended cause of his success as a cop.

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pg4 Winch city today..."911 what's your emergency?", said the operator. Who had answered way to many calls today. "Help us!", came a scared voice on the phone."They're trying to kill us! At the victory Inc facility...", the line went dead. Stokely smiled as he cut off the 911 call and watched his screens. He made the call knowing what his man would do... The operator switched to the Winch city Police line."Hello, Sergeant Marshal dispatch. What seems to be the problem?", asked sergeant Kevin Marshal. Who is on dispatch duty at this time. (A job he normally assigned to someone else, but he just so happened to volunteer for this night.) "There's been a distress call from the Victory Inc research facility. Just outside of town. " The operator from 911 told him. " My God! The terrorist must be back. ", said Kevin Marshal.( He already knew what was going on and it wasn't the terrorist. " I'll notify the local SWATT unit." He said, then put out a call to Jackson of the SWATT unit. Jackson called in his five man team... Johnson, Blake, James, Samuels, & Tipton.

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pg5 They were all present and accounted for in 3 minutes. They hopped in the SWATT assault SUV. And geared up on the way. Jackson noticed a strange jeep following closely. It was keeping pace whit them at high speed. That's what caught Jackson's attention. But 2 miles out from the facility, it turned off on another road. ( The jeep was a CATs jeep heading to a cabin. on a lead to the terrorist. We already know where that jeep went. Which also means they may not be at the facility. ) Jackson watched for it to return all the way to their destination. When they arrived he knew it was time for action. And to keep his head on the present job. (He had forgotten about the CATS briefing. And meeting David The super soldier.) They charged out of the SUV. All running for the entrance of Victory Inc. Scientists and interns poured out of the facility all running from something. As a security officer directed them to the cars( At least the ones still needed anyways.) " What the hell's going on here?!" , Jackson asked.

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[Fieldset=pg6] "Not sure. I'm getting wack reports from all over the facility. Saying attacks on personnel as well as on research animals. And research animals loose attacking researchers. And even a missing ATTACK security unit.", said the guard. " It seem who ever or whatever it is , is hitting every room searching for something." He added.{ATTACK:Advanced Trained Terrorist All-Assualt Combat Killers. Supposedly a security force to prevent terrorist attacks on Victory Inc. But really are corporate trained terrorist}

"All right men. Listen up. Tipton, Samuels on me. Blake take Jonson and James go room to room. Search if it's aggressive kill it, if it's a civilian escort em out." He ordered.

"Lt. ", says Tipton.

"What is it Arron?" asks Jackson.

" I got a bad feeling about this. There's something really wrong here." Answered Tipton.

" No sh*t!", laughed Blake.

" Tipton you always have a bad feeling about these things. Quit belly aching, and move out!", Jackson ordered.

"This feels like a set up.", mumbles Arron. As he follows Jackson in.

The first two floors seemed untouched, except for the screaming running personnel, scattering papers and desk items as they scramble for the exit.


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pg7 "Blake take the stairs. Meet up with us on the third floor. Clear every room, understood?".,Lt.Jackson ordered. "Sir!", came the response, on the radio. Jackson then moved his team into the elevator., " Thus is a really bad idea!" said Tipton. " Stow it! Just do your job, and shut up!", ordered Jackson. As he hit the 3 button with the side of his fist. The elevator moved to the third floor. But didn't stop. Instead it fell faster and faster. Beyond the basement level. Then suddenly slowed, and jerked to a bouncing stop. The SWATT team were almost bounced off their feet., " Not a word Tipton.... Not one word!" "Ding..." says the elevator. "Sublevel 8." Then the doors opened. As Jackson glared. "Sublevel 8?!!", said Samuels. " That ain't in the blue prints." "Forget about the building code violations for now. We have a job to do. Night vision on. It looks like the lights are mostly out on this floor.", Lt. Jackson ordered as he lead the team out of the elevator. He checked the radio but only static. He figured they were to far underground to get a signal.

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pg8 "Lt. Jackson, come in. This is Blake. We're at the elevator. Where are you...Squzzzzzzzzz", Blake gives it a minute. " All the rooms clear?" "Yeah.", says James. "How's the radio?" "Damned thing is jammed!", said Blake. " Maybe Tipton was right again.", said Jonson. " Remember last week when he saved Jackson from that sniper? How the HELL did he know about that sniper?" rambled on Jonson. "Enough let's.....Argggh!" and Blake's throat was ripped out. By a dog. James and Jonson turned and started shooting. As they ran backwards towards the stairway. A man came limping out of nowhere. " Get back! There's a rabid animal loose.", yelled James. As he waved the man back. The man came forward and grabbed James' waving arm, and bit hard." Ahhhh! Dammit. Shoot this BITCH!", he yelled to Jonson who, stood stunned. The man had had his throat ripped out already. And his left leg was half gone. James pulled his side arm and put it to the man's head. "Get off!", he yelled. Bang. The man fell to the floor. The dog was down too. But Blake wasn't...

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pg9 Sublevels, the area was covered splatters and smears of blood. Power was sporadic. And there were cages ripped apart all over. But so far no bodies. "Man O' Man! What the hell happened here?", says Samuels. "Quite, no one knows yet. That's why we are here.No move out, and listen for anything.", ordered Jackson. They reached the stair well and Tipton suggested they go up, and out to rejoin the others. Rather than try to check each floor. But Jackson said no they were going to clear each floor. " Enough with the physic sh*t Tipton. If I wanted my fortune told, I'd call Lady Cleo. Got it. I'm seriously considering having you check for a section eight.", said Jackson. As they moved up one level. Arron knew they shouldn't go in. But Jackson had already opened the door to level 7. "Hey! Man down over here! " exclaimed Jackson. As he headed toward the feet sticking out from behind the counter. He sees a female scientists bent over the man. "It's okay Mam' . We're here to help. ", he said approaching her. "Jackson! Don't!", yells Arron as he dances the danger. Too late....

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pg10 "Blake, man stop moving. Common man, I don't want to shoot you. But your really scaring me.", Says James," Make for the stairs man!" He yelled at Jonson. " Already heading for the exit." Replied the man obviously scared out of his mind. Running away. "Negative. We have to find Jackson. We can't leave without the rest of the team.", says James as he holsters his side arm. And picks up his dropped rifle. Then begins backing away from his undead friend. Burdtttttt! He fires at Blake's legs. Blake got right back up. And kept coming. As if nothing happened. "Where did they go?", asked Jonson. "Try the next level down. Maybe they got off on the wrong floor.", said James as he shut the door behind them. "Did you see that sh*t!?! He , he just kept coming. His throat was ripped out and he just kept coming!" "Yep. Something bad weird is going on here.", says a pale Jonson.," How's the arm?" "I'll be fine... cough...cough... Let's move !", he says. As they hear Blake walk into the door with a thud. They take the stairs 3 at a time. But as they get to the fourth floor down what they see is horrible...

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pg11 Jackson starts to yell at Arron. But is cut off by the charging woman. Both Arron and Samuels open fire on her. But she never stops. She bites his throat, just as Jackson shoots her in the head. He tries to scream in pain, but too late. Only gurgles of blood come from his missing throat. "Come on let's get out of here." , says Arron. "No rookie, not yet we need to follow Jackson's last orders.", commands Samuels. " Jackson's dead man, there are no more orders!" Replied Tipton. "No he's not. See he's getting...", Samuels cuts off mid sentence. As he sees the blood flow freely from Jackson's open neck. "What the f*ck?" "Samuels! Down!", Yells Tipton as he takes aim.Tat, Tat,Tat! He fires into Jackson's chest. As Samuels ducks, and draws his side arm. Jackson keeps coming.Bang, Bang, Bang! Samuels shoots Jackson in the head 3 time with his .45cal. " Clear!"he yells on instinct. Jackson falls half his head gone. "Dam you waisted him!" exclaimed Arron shocked.

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pg12 " Sh*t man! Now I'm going to prison. I just killed our CO!", says Samuels freaking out. "Relax man, relax he was already dead. Come on let's go.", Says Arron calmly. "Not yet! We haven't cleared this floor yet.", says Samuels. Just as a big green creature jumps into view.As is turns towards them, Samuels shoots it with his .45cal knocking it back. Arron grabs him by the collar and pulls him out the exit. Shutting the door as he tosses in a grenade. And starts running up the stairs. Followed by Samuels. Kaboom! Half the wall caves in. And the 6th sublevel falls down into the 7th. While somewhere above they hear glass cracking. " Floors cleared.", says Arron with a smile. "Smooth, wise ass! What if there were people on those floors?", yells Samuels. "Doubt that. Not living ones anyway. Besides , I don't know about you but I don't want to end up like Jackson." responds Arron. "Don't remind me rookie. Thanks, but from now on we clear each floor. Like Jackson said.", ordered Samuels."That's 2 I owe you now." He mumbled.

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pg13 "Don't worry about it. You'd do the same for me." implies Arron. As he moved up to the 5th sublevel, carefully do to the stairs breaking away in spots when the wall caved. "I'll never get the chance, unless you tell me when..." laughed Samuels. "Funny man.", says Arron as they reach the door. There's lots of sound and a scream from with in. "Any suggestions?", says Samuels. Arron Tipton looks inside. "Well we sure can't skip this floor. There's someone alive in there, and needs us. So I say kick it open and step aside.", says Arron drawing his combat knife. "What am I supposed to do now?" asks Samuels when he kicks the door in and steps aside. "Watch!" Tipton says as his knife swings in. Stabbing up through the chin of a zombie and jerks it out and throws it over through one of the missing stairway sections. The he catches a movement on the roof inside. And throws the knife at it. Splatt. A reddish brown creature with out eyes fell to the floor. Arron's knife sticking through its open brain, out the face area where it's eye should be. "Okay I'd call that a zombie but what the he'll is this!?!", exclaimed Arron.