Terminal Illness - C3O Short

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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby Tanten137 » Wed Apr 29, 2015 2:18 am

Thank you. :)
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby coinsruledude » Thu Apr 30, 2015 2:28 am

Say hello to the first edited part of Terminal Illness. This meaty chunk of words right here is both Church's new introduction and Jhonny's reworked prison escape.
This is probably the only thing I'll put here regarding the edited story, so soak it in, lol.

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She tried to move, but a wave of dull pain rushed through her head, forcing her to be still until the aching ebbed away. When she mustered the strength to sit up, she found herself in a lavish bedroom she didn’t recall seeing before. The bed was decorated with yellow and gold sheets, but a splotch of red stained the pillow her head had been resting on, breaking the pattern of color. She discovered she was handcuffed while trying to find what caused the stain; she could feel a raised wound on the back of her head, dripping blood into her short blonde hair, but her red headband hid the color from view.
Treasure Island was the only option Ignacia Galauiz had when the apocalypse began. San Francisco’s state of martial law, put in place while the United States descended into chaos, lasted for a few short days before outbreaks began all over the city, causing the populace to fall into a deep panic. After the military abandoned the area, the Island was established and Ignacia, along with several thousand lucky civilians, were whisked away to the landmass, which was isolated from the terror of the mainland. A sense of normalcy gripped the survivors as they found jobs and contributed to the safe zone’s early success. Enlisting in the militia was an obvious choice for Ignacia, a passionate gun owner and a personal trainer with a decent level of knowledge in self-defense. However, she found the system completely broken; with the multiple leaders scattered around the Island, confusing instructions and conflicting schedules were common, and the last thing she remembered before waking up in the bedroom was heading to Rear Admiral Sierra’s office to quit.
Standing up was a challenge since she was a bit woozy, but Iganica got to her feet and walked to the bedroom door. Although the lock was on the inside and she made sure to unlock it, the door was impossible to open. The eeriness of the situation baffled her, but she remained calm and looked around the room again instead of being overtaken by claustrophobia. The bed was paired with matching dressers and a wall-length mirror. The dressers’ drawers were all empty, along with the pockets of her leather vest and dark camouflage pants, and nothing else gave any indication of why she was locked inside the room. Vertigo overtook her as she sat down on the bed. The floor was rocking back and forth.
“A boat,” she thought, puzzled. “Why am I on a boat?”
Several minutes of relative silence passed before a rattling sound emanating from behind the door startled her. A man and a woman entered the room; shiny bronze badges pinned on their shirts indicating their status as civilians-in-uniform. Ignacia’s own badge was missing, but her attention was focused on the people, not herself. She didn’t recognize either of them.
Without a word, she was escorted from the room and through two hallways. The civilians-in-uniform didn’t say anything to her, but their message was made clear with drawn pistols urging her to move forward. They emerged onto the deck of a luxury yacht after climbing a set of stairs. Its fiberglass body gleamed white and reflected off the water of San Francisco Bay, and suddenly Ignacia remembered being aboard the vessel once before. The controlled demolition of the eastern Oakland-Bay Bridge, a tactical decision made to halt the stream of zombies, also prevented survivors from reaching Treasure Island, and the yacht was one of several vessels used to ferry people to the new safe zone.
The yacht’s exact location was revealed once she got a look at the iconic buildings standing on the rocky landmass where the yacht had docked. Being a native Californian who grew up in San Francisco, it wasn’t hard for her to recognize Alcatraz Island when it was directly in front of her. Zombies couldn’t reach the Rock, so it sat forlornly with no movement outside its walls. Ignacia felt a bulge rise in her throat. The prison was intimidating, but she didn’t understand why she was there in the first place. The trouble her captors were going through to remove her from the Island was baffling.
The civilians-in-uniform led her from the ferry landing, skirting the old residential apartments in the process. They also passed by the Alcatraz Island Light on the way to the cell house, and Ignacia felt like she was being given a tour, albeit a rushed one. ‘Administration Building’ was printed over the doors in black letters, but they, like the rest of the exterior paint, were peeling and faded. A crest of a US flag and a bald eagle statue also hung above the doorway. Her escorts procured flashlights from their pockets and turned them on in order to enter the dark structure. No artificial light was present inside, and no natural light could filter through to the cells. The darkness was disorienting, and before she knew it, Ignacia was being led down a row of cells. Some of the cells contained bodies, illuminated by periodic sweeps of the flashlights. They didn’t look very old. Metal chains secured with padlocks kept the cell doors shut.
A pair of hands sticking through the cell bars of a cell ahead of her caught Ignacia’s attention. She was infused with a burst of adrenaline, knowing she wasn’t in her predicament alone. When the walked by the cell with the arms, one of the civilians-in-uniform berated the greasy-looking man inside, telling him to stand back from his cell door. Without warning, Ignacia lashed out with her foot, tripping the female guard and causing her to fall on the floor. She rammed the other guard with her shoulder and threw him up against the man’s cell bars, frantically asking for his help as she did so and simultaneously putting a lot of faith in the stranger.
“Hold him right here!” she yelled. The man rushed forward without questioning the woman and violently wrapped his right arm around the guard’s neck, restraining him while Ignacia focused on the female guard. She kicked her several times in the head while she was still on the ground. After turning her attention back to the two struggling men, she used her handcuffed fists to punch the remaining guard several times; his unconscious body slid to the floor moments later from her powerful blows.
“Thanks for the help with that.” Ignacia said aloud, breathing heavily. She looked in the cell and saw a middle-aged man looking back at her. He looked greasy with his hair tousled and dirt coating his hands. The clothing he was wearing didn’t make him look any more presentable; his black suit coat was smeared with grime and dried blood.
“Yeah, no problem,” the man replied. “Now find their keys and let me the **** out of here.” Ignacia wasted little time in searching the guards’ bodies, eventually procuring a key ring from the female guard’s pocket. She unlocked her handcuffs, and then used the keys to free the man from his cell.
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby Tanten137 » Fri May 01, 2015 12:00 am

Where is Church introduced? Or did she go through a name change?
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby TheTeddyguy » Fri May 01, 2015 12:01 am

Ignacia has always been her name, Church is a nickname like Teddy is a nickname.
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby Tanten137 » Fri May 01, 2015 12:02 am

Oh. Didn't know that. lol.
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby TheTeddyguy » Fri May 01, 2015 12:04 am

I don't think her real name is ever explicitly mentioned outside of this short, so I'm not surprised lol.
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby coinsruledude » Fri May 01, 2015 12:12 am

Church's real first name has been used by another person once throughout all of the original IC stories, and it was when Max referred to her before he learned her nickname.
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby Tanten137 » Fri May 01, 2015 12:17 am

I don't even know who Max is. Is Max introduced in Endless Sea?
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby TheTeddyguy » Fri May 01, 2015 12:18 am

Yeah, he becomes a bartender for the Atlas, and he's Cora's dad.
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Re: Terminal Illness - C3O Short

Postby Tanten137 » Fri May 01, 2015 12:20 am

Cool. I just haven't gotten that far yet.
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