Masquerade observed through the leaves, to see if there wasn't any psychos under the tree. He waiten for a few minutes, and when he has been sure they're wasn't any pony, he went silently down the three, and hid in the shadows, till he arrived to town. No psycho in sight. Masquerade ran to another three to get cover, and to have a better look around, but he saw nopony again. 'maybe they're hiding... from me?'
"well it's 5 now which should give us about an hour and 40 minutes to do what we need to do". Which for the time being lets have a look at what weapons you have in stock Dark im excited to see what you have.
Dark motioned for Cal to follow, leading him far downstairs into the basement, after entering a pass code, a wall suddenly spun around to reveal a wall of weapons of every kind, "Take your pick." Dark said
Fire sat and examined his flame thrower. He hadn't used the thing in awhile and he doubted it worked still, but it turned out to be in perfect condition. "Looks like keeping you in a chest was a good idea after all!" Fire said to his weapon.
After about half an hour, Masquerade found another psycho. The stalion was lyuing next to some corpses, but Masquerade felt like he was still alive. He approached silently, and took a card out of his pack. He took conscience of the wind, the distance (about five meters), aimed and threw his card right over the closed eyelids of the psycho, awaking him. He nervously jumped on his feets, and masquerade sneaked behind him right on time. He took anotrher card and slipped it on the psycho's neck, making impossible any of his mouvements. "Now, psycho, tell me... Want me to play with you, or giving you a small chance of surviving?" The psychopath went nervous and moved a little, cutting slightly his neck. "N-No kill me! No kill me!" "Alright, just tell me... Are you sane enough to understand what's going on?" "Me sane! Me sane! No hurt me!" "Calm down and you'll all be alright. Do you know if some severe insane ponies had kept survivors somewhere?" "Me don't know! But me know where weapon is! Guns and weapons! In cabana south town!" "Thank you, little insane psycho. But i lied." And masquerade cut his neck, and walked away, hearing the psycho's last gasp behind him. Now he knew where he could maybe find survivors.
"hmmm.... very nice armory you have passcode locked and everything nice"."lets see here RPK can put that around my back".G18 Machine pistol and MP5K go in my pockets.Then i'll put the mags for my weapons in my inner pockets. Ok i'd say im set Dark you can go ahead and lock it up unless Fire wants something.
"well im gonna head out see ya in a hour i've got business that needs to be took care of"As Cal Walks into town he notices a dead psycho with his Neck split open."Hmm.... was this done by a survivor".
Masquerade appeared next to Cal, a card in his mouth. He spitted it, and looked in Cal's eyes. "Psycho?"
"woah pal if those cards are weapons put them away im not afraid to use this". Cal grabs his RPK. "im just a survivor looking for stranded survivors i've got an hour to do what i gotta do before my friends hideout automaticly locks down"."So no sir im not psycho now are you one of them"
"I wished i would. I could be safer this way. Those a great news, finally. Name's Masquerade Butcher, at the service of those who can afford my price. "
" ah nice to meet you Masquerade im Cal Bulguarin if you'd like i can take you to the safe house when i go back" "But i bet your last name isn't Butcher for nothing it looks like"
Masquerade tickled. "I... Used to have a name in a war, and i torn the bodies of my enemies apart. Or i played with their flesh while they were still conscient. Anyways, Yeah, let's do what you needed to, and i'll accompain you to the safehouse after. Thanks."
" little creepy but i find that in most ponies. Like they are a mass cearal killer , their in the mob or their or even they kill others and eat their bodies". "So it's pretty common on my side anyway i'm planing on making a few houses that are on the outside be storage huts or safehouses in case anyone misses the lock by 7". "But the problem is the houses are crawling with those things so i need to clear them out also i plan on ending a few unfortunet ponies lives i used to know and hold dear but that will have to wait till tomorrow."
''i'll help you with killing those psychos, but i can't kill sane ponies. Even if they implore me, they're still living, and conscient. I want to keep my conscience clean.''
"don't worry all of them are insane unless a survivor or two hid well in a closet and locked the door or in a meatlocker i don't know". "wether it be undead psycho's or the one's who started it they die either way". "also i got some info on a group of ponies who live in everfree since the outbreak happend so we can go check them out later i guess". "alright first house ready up against the door then we breach on my go".
"Here, lemme take a look by the window before we enter. By the exterior's architecture, i estimate this house to cover 125" per 65". The kitchen must be at the left rear of the house, while the door opens on the living room. There's three other chambers, one smaller, at the righ rear, two others lined up in front of the smaller one. This small rooms looks like it could be a washroom, and the two others, chambers. We may encounter three ponies inside: A mare, a stalion, and a filly. What'd'ya say about that?"
"wow nice opservation". "Lets see we go 20 minutes so we gotta head back to the safehouse after we clear this place out leave no room unchecked it has to be completely empty next time we come back".
"M'kay. I'm gonna make a countdown before i open the door. Ready? 3... 2... 1..." Masquerade opened the door silently, and jumped behind Cal, to have some cover while taking cards out of his pack.
"Freeze Everyone Hands up now!" "Oh my.... that is digusting." Cal whispers to Masquerade "do you see that filly they took out it's eyes and broke it's jaw." "alright time to end some suffering poor filly"
''Poor him... Wait before you do this.'' Masquerade approached the little filly. ''I promise you to find who did this to you, kiddo. And to make them suffer.'' He took a card out of his pack, the Queen of heart. ''He deserves to die with this card, Cal.'' He threw it at Cal. ''You know what to do...'', Said Masquerade, before he looked away from the horrific vision of the filly.
