Wildcard’s story
                                              Prologue
Explosions ring through the air.
Cries of the dying can be heard in the distance.
Buildings crumbled everywhere.
Bodies of my fallen comrades litter the ground.
Blood flow through the streets like water.
Gunshots sound off.
This is war.


I am Wildcard, me and my team are part of a group of rebel soldiers that are dedicated to saving humanity.
The rebels were formed after news of the military’s “secret” experimentation on its soldiers to create the ultimate fighting force. These experiments involved combining human DNA with “Alien” DNA.
Most of these experiments ended as failure and the humans died.
However they did succeed once.

When they did succeed, their creation went rampant and destroyed the lab and the scientists with it.
Afterwards it escaped, and hid, and multiplied.
The scientists had created a creature that could infect other humans.
There is no cure.
They are not zombies.
They have the city.

Originally these creatures were just animals, but recently they have become smarter.
They have taken our weapons and learned to use them.
They are soldiers for their queen.
They are ruthless.
They take no prisoners.
They have no mercy.
They feel no pity.
They are the perfect soldiers.
We have chosen to oppose them.

                                               Chapter 1
                          Into the Dust

"Wildcard here is your next assignment."
"Move out when your team is ready."
"Yes sir."
The rebel base is a highly guarded secret even amongst the rebels themselves. In order to improve effectiveness each person chooses a squad to be in, or creates a team of there own. By letting the soldiers choose their teammates they can be much more effective in the field.
When I joined the rebels there was no team that I wanted to be in, so me and my friends created a team and named it the “Bleeding Stars”. My team consists of, Tech our hacker and repairman, Spazz our foot soldier, Deadeye our sniper, Twitch our distraction, myself as the leader and vehicular expert, and Zero our scout. We are also assigned a private barracks at the base. As I approach our barracks a tall, skinny man with black hair that is long enough to go to his lip but covers one eye comes running out.

Zero: “So what’s our next assignment?”
An equally tall man comes out with black hair that is much shorter than Zero’s, but seems like he is constantly on edge.
Twitch: “Yeah it’s killin me not knowin.”

“Hold on, Hold on. Let’s get inside first.”
As I step inside the untidy room I notice Tech working on something.
“Hey Tech, what’re you doing?”
An even taller brown haired man with a goatee that is wearing glasses responds.
Tech:” Hey Wildcard, I’m working on our relapse shotguns, I’m gonna try to make them more effective, so what’s our next mission?”
“I’m gonna wait for Spazz and Deadeye before I open it.”
Twitch:” Awwww come on those two will be forever.”
The front door busts open and in run our last two who are obviously brothers,
They both are shorter than the rest of us, they both have blue eyes and brown hair, but Deadeye’s hair is a bit shorter.
Spazz:” Quick hide us!!!”
Deadeye:” It’s Brawler again!!”
“Quick, get in the back, and stay there.”
As they enter our store room that we call “the back” of our barracks, the door busts open and in steps a huge muscular man with brown hair and a short temper.

Brawler: “Where are Sped and Deadmeat?” He demands.
Zero: “I don’t know.”
Twitch: “I haven’t seen them.”
Brawler: "Liar! I just saw them run in here!"
“Brawler, they’re not here, so go somewhere else or I will have to escort you out personally.” I may not look like it but I am actually much stronger than most people at the rebel base including Brawler.
Brawler: “Oh, alright, tell me if you see them.”
As Brawler leaves, Spazz and Deadeye jump out from the back.

Spazz: “Woohoo we’re free.”
“Not yet.”
Tech: “What did you two do this time?”
Zero: “Yeah you know he has a short fuse.”
Spazz: “We were only practicing.”
Deadeye: “Yeah, then Brawler comes up and bets that he can beat us, so we creamed him.”
Spazz: “Then he starts complaining how we got lucky, and how the wind was in his shots.”
Deadeye: “So we told him that he couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn.”
Spazz: “Yeah then you say that his mother lived on a farm taking care of the animals in a “special way”.”  
Deadeye: “No that was you.”
Spazz: “Nuh uh, it was you.”
“Both of you quit it, I told you not to do that to him because one of these days I’m gonna get tired of saving you and just let him get you.”
Twitch: “Anyway, since they’re here now can we see our mission?”
Tech: “Yeah I’m getting curious, what is it?”
“Alright, alright.” “Since we’re all here now I’ll open it.”
All missions come in a tin can like object for secrecy, and so if a civilian found it that they would think that it was trash.
I popped the top off of the soda can like object.
Out sheets of paper, all in the rebel code of course, but we are so used to the code that we can read it like our native language.

“Alright, it says that we have to take back this stadium, because it is to be the site of our next base, and because if the mutants get really out of control we can nuke the place.”
Twitch: “Wait a minute, this looks like where the queen is supposed to be.”
Tech: “Queen? What queen?”
Twitch: “You guys know that I used to do filing for the army right?”
Zero: “Yeah, you’ve been getting us most of our information.”
Twitch: “Well in one of the files about the mutants it mentioned a queen that, if killed, would kill all of the other mutants, because they are symbiotic to the original creator.”
Spazz: “Woah major flaw.”
“Yeah, and a way to end the war.”
Deadeye: “So, what do we do?”
“We train and then kill this queen.”
“Tech, start upgrading our weapons, Zero, see if you can get that new cloaking device that I’ve been hearing about, Deadeye, start practicing with major wind conditions, Spazz, get new guns, Twitch, see if you can get any more info on the queen. Move out.”
Everyone: “YES SIR!!!”