Sequence Proposal

Revenge On The Living

Coban wields his katana and slices off the head of a roaming zombie. He strolls to another and slices its belly; innards spill on to the dusty road. He pulls out a Berretta and unloads it on the surrounding necrotic wonderers with great precision. A bullet clips his shoulder forcing him to role aside behind a dilapidated car. He holsters his gun and grimaces with pain.  Carefully, Coban peers in the direction of the shot. A bright light shines in the distance upon the roof of a gormless, abandoned building.

Coban ponders then whistles loudly, the surrounding zombies shuffle towards him in groups. Coban then runs from the cover of the car in to the maze of the un-dead, staying low as he goes.  He dodges and darts, staying clear of any open areas whilst zombies explode and fall beside him. Blood splatters his poncho, but he takes no notice.

He reaches the building and stays flat to the walls. Shuffling along, he reaches a backdoor; gunfire from above continues to reign down on the zombies. Coban kicks the door handle, breaking it off before swinging the wooden door open. He enters and listens to the constant booming of the weapons above. From the corner of his eye, Coban notices a zombie slyly approaching from behind and responds by shaving off its head in one skillfully soundless movement. Slowly he ascends the metal stairs treading carefully.

He silently opens a door and spies a male with two females, facing away from him shooting at the zombies below.                                                                                                                                                      The man turns to Coban, aiming his gun, “Who?...Put your weapons down!”

Coban steps in through the door and places the Berretta and Katana down onto the concrete roof. One of the women approaches Coban “You’re not bit? We haven’t seen many of you’s for a long time around here. Lower your guns”. The orders are obeyed and the guns are lowered.

“We shoot you? Shit, awfully sorry, we just get in to a flurry sometimes, I am Anya, this is Amos and that’s Clove” says the first woman. Despite leading the dialogue, Coban sees the woman as too thin and twitchy to be in charge.

“Coban” he says in a reserved manner.

Anya extends her hand. Coban takes a glowing hand from beneath his poncho. Noticing it’s glow, Anya recoils and scrambles for her gun, “Mutant!” she screams. Coban releases a sudden bolt of electricity from his hand forcing Anya’s frail body over the top of the building like a rag doll. Amos wheels his weapon up but is struck down by the katana that now protrudes from his head. Clove screeches towards Coban who releases a second jolt of electricity from his fingers, causing her to shake violently before vaporizing into a scarlet mist. Coban casually picks up his weapons. “Humans” he snarls, then exits through the door he just came through.