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Riot
“Riot”

 August 19th,  2017

Prisoner #2856  (Albert “Al” Wellingsworth) 

 Bolingbroke Penitentiary,  Blaine County

Bolingbroke Prisoners / Guards

Prologue
On the night of August 19th, 2017, a recently captured inmate at Bolingbroke Penitentiary was being taken to the facility's testing lab to be tested on. The Humane Labs and Research facility's newest prototype bio-weapon needed to be tested on before it could be given to the military. The prisoner was then strapped down to a table as the prisoner then was forced to inhale the bio-weapon. However, what happened next would change the state forever. The prisoner dies to the weapon, making the weapon a success. With the test a success, they delivered the weapon back to the labs in order to be shipped to the military. A few hours later, the prison personnel started to untie the deceased prisoner from the table, until his corpse started to move before his eyes turned bright yellow. The prisoner, now reanimated as a zombie, grabs ahold of a scientist before killing him. The guards in the room desperately try to kill the zombie, but fail and are zombified. The zombies then brutally began a massive outbreak at the prison, infecting most of the prisoners and guards. The surviving guards and prisoners banded together in hopes of escaping the now overrun prison.

Plot
A fellow inmate, two guards and myself run out of a room into the main courtyard as we shut the door behind us as zombies started to pile behind the door.

“Argh! We need to get out of here before these things rip out our brains and eat them for dinner!” I said. A few zombies started to rush us as my fellow prisoner shot them down with an MP5. He then tossed me a spare one, which I inspected.

“We need to get some extra firepower… We’re running low on ammo… Where’s the armory when you need it?!” asked the Prisoner.

“Radio comms suggest that a mobile armory was being set up in the center courtyard during the outbreak… we head there.” said Guard #1. I lead the group to the center courtyard, taking out zombies in our path. We eventually reached the gate that separated the courtyards and after we crossed, I shut the large metal door, blocking the path to the previous courtyard.

“That should by us some time.” I said. We turned around and we saw the mobile armory, stocked with AK-47s and Pump Shotguns.

“Ah… what a beautiful sight! This should give us the upper-hand against these undead hellpigs!” said the Prisoner. While we were stocking up, we found a radio and a flare for an airstrike.

“I know! We use the flare and radio to call in an airstrike to contain this outbreak!” said Guard #2. The first guard picked up the radio and tried to call for help.

“To anyone on this channel, this is Officer John Lewis of Bolingbroke Penitentiary. The site has been overrun by zombified staff and prisoners. This is not a drill or a prank! Requesting an airstrike on the prison in the next 2 minutes, advise!” said Officer Lewis.

“Officer Lewis, this is Delta 6-9 of Merryweather Security. Message received. Inbound with a full payload of J-DAMs. You might want to get clear of the blast radius ASAP.” said Delta 6-9.

“Alright! Let’s get out of here!” I said. We loaded up and we pushed to the main exit of the facility, killing more zombies along the way. We eventually reached a SWAT Van and we loaded up. Guard #2 threw the airstrike flare behind us as we drove through the gate and onto the main road.

“I see you guys. You’re clear. Bombing run commencing.” said Delta 6-9. From a distance, we saw Delta 6-9 drop a mega bomb on the facility, destroying it and containing the outbreak. Our van then broke down right at the satellite farm next to the prison, causing us to wait for help.

“Nice job, Delta 6-9! Now what?” I said into the radio.

“I have a Merryweather team inbound the get you guys out of there. ETA 1 minute.” said Delta 6-9.

“10-4.” said Officer Lewis. I then shut off the radio as I then had a brief chat with the others.

“How are we going to explain this to everyone?” said Guard #2.

“Hopefully Merryweather will tell the mayor of this… maybe even the president…” I said.

“And what about the bioweapon? It was shipped back as a success. Who knows what would happen if it goes off…” said Officer Lewis.

“We’ll get through this… one way or another.” said the Prisoner.

Epilogue
In the next minute, a Merryweather team arrived at our location. We got out of the van, where we were greeted by Merryweather forces.

“Alright! Nice job to all of you! Where to now?” asked the Prisoner.

“Down into the ground.” said a Merryweather Soldier. The team opened fire on us, killing the others and mortally wounding me. As I slowly bled to death, I heard the Merryweather Soldier talking to Delta 6-9.

“Delta 6-9, this is Merryweather 2-7, survivors of the incident have been eliminated. No evidence against us in this incident is destroyed. The bioweapon was successfully brought back to the labs without a problem… Operation Z can now commence.” said the Merryweather Soldier.

“Good job. Return to base, we don’t want any witnesses of this…” said Delta 6-9. I then died from my wounds as Merryweather began to clear up our death scene.

Military Labs
“Military Labs”

 August 24th,  2017

 Captain CLASSIFIED  “Roach”  CLASSIFIED 

 Fort Zancudo,  Blaine County

United States Military

Prologue
Following the completion of the successful test of the military’s latest bioweapon, the bioweapon was delivered from the Humane Labs and Research facility to Fort Zancudo via Titan. The Titan landed at the base and headed to the military research hangar to unload its cargo. While that happened, Ace pilot Captain "Roach" had just arrived from a mission with his fighter jet and had begun to head to the research hangar when he heard an explosion from the hangar.

Plot
I heard a massive explosion coming from the new military bio-lab hangar, as well as strange green gas emitting within it. I quickly ran towards the hangar ask I took of my flight helmet and equipped a gas mask. I entered the hangar through a side room, which locked itself once I entered. I saw two soldiers, Private O’Ryan “Hunter” and Sergeant Chris “Blockbuster” leaning against a wall with gas masks on as another soldier, Corporal Tom Chance with a gas masked equipped joined us.

“What the hell happened here?!” I asked as I looked around.

“The bioweapon… it… it exploded as we unloaded it!” said O’Ryan.

“What?!” I said. Suddenly, a soldier got up from the ground as his eyes glowed yellow.

“What the heck is this?!” asked Chris. The soldier charged towards us a blood oozed out of his mouth and his skin lightened.

“Hey! Stand down!” yelled Tom. The soldier ignored as and continued to charge at us. I had no choice but to shot the soldier in the head with my Carbine Rifle, killing him. Suddenly, more soldiers showing the same effects rose from the ground as the sounds of ear piercing screeches filled the hangar.

“Holy crap…” I said.

“They’re… zombies?!” asked O’Ryan. Sirens started to blare around the facility as the base started a mass exodus.

“We need to get out of here!” said Tom. I looked around and saw the Titan, still intact.

“I got it! We need to get supplies and load up the Titan! We’re getting out of this joint!” I said. We split up throughout the hangar, gather supplies while fighting the undead, who were surprisingly multiplying.

“Hurry! Get to the Titan!” said Chris as he started up. Tom loaded up second, followed by O’Ryan then me. As I closed the door, a zombie latched on, with me punching him as I closed the door. O’Ryan noticed a small wound on my hand and quickly patched it up, but not before he placed a microchip in it.

“Okay Roach. You’ll be fine. Trust me.” said O’Ryan. The medicine quickly affected my brain, causing me to forget the past minute.

“Woah! What the heck?!” I said. My sleeve slid down, covering up the band aid. I looked out the window of the Titan and I saw zombies trying to rip open the door.

“Come on Chris! Take off!” said Tom. Chris gunned it, with us beginning to take off as we left the hangar, leaving behind the undead as the military commenced an airstrike on the base, assumingly containing the outbreak.

“That was intense…” said Chris.

Epilogue
We landed at Sandy Shores, where we unloaded our supplies into jeeps and we headed to a safehouse in Grapeseed. Later that night, I blacked out until morning, where I saw O’Ryan in front of my face.

“Roach! Wake up! We got a problem!” said O’Ryan.

“Wh… what is it?” I asked. I looked out the window and I saw dozens of zombies outside.

“Oh god…” said Tom.

Escape Plan
“Escape Plan”

 September 11th,  2017

 Captain CLASSIFIED  “Roach”  CLASSIFIED 

 McKenzie Airfield, Grapeseed,  Blaine County

 United States Military /  Survivors

Prologue
Despite the efforts of the group, the outbreak was assumingly not contained and all of the base then fell to the infected. The infection then spread like a wildfire, eventually consuming all of Blaine County. 3 weeks after the group’s escape, much of their supplies are depleted and they are completely surrounded at their safehouse in Grapeseed.

Plot
Three weeks in, the infection has consumed all of Blaine County. The Los Santos County line was closed off, being the only place not infected. All of our supplies we got were depleted, except some Pump Shotguns and some bullets.

“Argh… this is hopeless. We’re cut off with Command, got almost no supplies… we’re done for…” said Tom.

“Not yet… there’s still hope.” I said.

“What do you mean, Roach?” said Chris.

“I just got word about a plane fuelled up and ready to fly to the city. If we board that plane, we’re safe.” I said.

“I’m sensing a “but” somewhere here.” said O’Ryan.

“You’re right. The airfield where the plane is is under attack by the undead hordes. The survivors are losing their grip in the fight. If they die, our ticket to Los Santos is destroyed.” I said.

“Then let’s get going.” said Tom as he picked up his Pump Shotgun. We then kicked open to door of our safehouse, where we engaged a few undead. We then loaded into our Dune Buggies and we headed for the airstrip. When we arrived, we saw the survivors on top of the plane holding off the infected. We got out and we engaged the infected. More infected appeared at the end of the runway, but it would take them a minute to get to us.

“Quick! Load up!” said a survivor. We loaded up into the plane, where me and Tom got into the cockpit. I started up the plane and I started to head down the runway, lifting off just over the heads of a few infected.

“Okay! We’re set! Was anyone bit by those freaks?” I asked.

“I think we’re good!” said a survivor.

“Alright! Get to the Los Santos International Airport. We’ll unload there.” said O’Ryan.

“Copy that.” I said.

Epilogue
We had flown over the county line and we were over the Del Perro region when a survivor in the back of the plane became infected.

“Crap… he’s infected!” said a survivor. The zombie charged towards the cockpit, where it tried to attack Tom.

“Oh crap!” said Tom. O’Ryan then shot the zombie in the chest, causing it to crash into the controls, disabling them.

“We’re going down! Brace for impact!” I yelled. The plane crashed right next to the Del Perro Cemetery, where we blacked out. I briefly came to to see the infected survivor exit the plane and begin to infect the city. I then blacked out again.