Claire Kelly (Done)

Have you see the OVA or read the manga series of Hellsing?  If so how far have you gotten?  If not please direct your attention to YouTube, and watch OVA 1-4 at least.  Warning: If you have watched the anime we require you watch the OVA, or read the manga.  The anime is not canon.  This is not our opinion.  This is the law set down by the creator of Hellsing, Kouta Hirano. Yes I have watched the anime, OVA and read the manga

Name: Claire Anne Kelly

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Physical appearance: Claire Kelly is about 5'8 in height and weighs a total of 140 pounds depending on her diet and water intake along with regular exercise. Her body is lean with little fat. Her skin is slightly pale and she has a fair complexion. Her hair is reddish brown and reaches down to her shoulders she often keeps it in a ponytail in order to keep it out of her eyes. Her eyes are light blue and she has a multicolored tattoo of a pair of Angel Wings on her back that stretches from her shoulder blades and dips beneath her waist line over her bottom. She also has a tattoo of a quote on her right shoulder from a movie that she watched in 1998 called Saving Private Ryan which reads

Be not that far from me, for trouble is near; haste Thee to help me.
Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me.

The skin on her forearms is a bit darker than the rest of her body mainly due to the constant exposure to the sun it receives.

Clothing of choice: Claire's casual clothing often consists of a pair of Olive drab cargo pants with a pair of brown hiking boots or a pair of black tennis shoes. She also wears a black tanktop or T-shirt often with a white short sleeve blouse. She may also wear other styles of clothing depending on outside conditions or if she just feels like doing so.

When in combat Claire wears a a US Army short sleeved ACU which consists of a pair of desert pattern camouflage BDU pants and a short sleeved ACU button up shirt that she wears a black sleeveless wicking shirt beneath. She also wears a pair of tan combat boots and a US army patrol cap. Her pants are held up using a nylon web belt. She also sports a pair of blank finger-less gloves and a tan bullet proof tactical vest. The vest is classified as a IIIA in terms of bullet resistance. Beneath her name patch on her uniform she has another patch that has her blood type on it for easier treatment if injured during combat.

She has numerous pouches hanging from her belt to carry additional equipment. She also wears a drop leg holster on her right leg as she is a right handed shooter. Her vest has 2 handles on the shoulders in order to make it easier to drag her if injuries sustained in combat render her immobile. She also wears a pair of US Army dog tags around her neck that has her name, rank and blood type written on it along with her US Army Service number. She also has a knapsack with a red cross embroidered on it that she carries medical supplies in.

Weaponry of choice:

MK-12 Special Purpose Rifle

Claire has received training in the use of the Mk12 SPR as a designated marksman. Her rifle uses an upper receiver developed by Colt and a lower receiver recycled from an M16. The rifle uses a Knights Arms Company 2 stage trigger and possesses a 22 inch rifled stainless steel heavy free floating barrel. The muzzle is threaded to allow the fitting of a suppressor onto the rifle if needed. The butt stock of the rifle is fixed and is similar in design to the M16A2 Rifle.

The rifle comes fitted with a Harris swivel bipod to allow for more versatility from firing in a stationary position and it also has a long rail that runs the length of the rifle along the top of the weapon to allow the fitting of numerous types of scopes or sights. It also posses 3 shorter rails near the end of the rifle for laser or flashlight fittings. The rifle is fitted with a 3.5 -10x40 Leupold Telescopic Sight. However in some cases Claire will fit an ACOG sight onto the rifle for medium to long range engagements.

The rifle uses silver tipped Mk 262 OTM rounds a more accurate version of the standard 5.56x45mm NATO round. She utilizes two types of rounds for her rifle standard Full metal jackets and hollow points. The rifle is fed from 20 round magazines and is modified to fire in either Bursts or Semi-Automatic settings. She carries a total of 6 magazines for the rifle 5 in her 2 in her vest 3 in pouches on her belt and one in the rifle giving her a total amount of 120 rounds to use in combat. 121 if she keeps a round chambered at all times.

INOX 5.6" barrel modified 92FS

Claire carries an INOX treated Beretta 92FS handgun, Her handgun is modified 5.9 in barrel and slide configuration adding an additional inch to the barrel length of the pistol. Her 92FS is also fixed with a chromed solid steel recoil spring rod and recoil spring along with a skeleton hammer to increase the cycle time of the firearm due to the lighter weight. The pistol fires 9x19mm parabellum rounds and is fed from a 15 round magazine. The 92FS is the same handgun that Claire carried during her term of service in the US Army but has gained modification over time on Claire's dime since her departure. She carries 6 magazines for her Beretta 3 in her vest 2 on her belt and one in the gun itself.

M84 Stun Grenade

The M84 Stun Grenade also known as a Flash Bang is designed as a non lethal explosive device. The grenade instead of exploding into shrapnel lets out a loud bang sound that impairs hearing and also releases a flash that blinds those who view the blast for 5 seconds or longer. It also disorientates those caught in the blast radius by disturbing the fluid in the ear causing loss of balance and sense of direction. She carries the Flash Bangs as a means to deter vampires in order to make a retreat as their enhanced senses make them more susceptible to the Flash Bang's effects. Using Flash Bangs she can clear a room without injuring possible non combatants inside. In most engagements Claire carries 4 of these with her at any one time.

M9 Bayonet

The M9 Bayonet is Claire's standard issue knife from the US Army. It is meant to be fitted underneath the barrel of an M4 Carbine or M16 but as Bayonets are rarely used in combat anymore it is carried more for utility rather than combat.

Race: Human

Abilities:

Medical Training: Claire during her service in the US Army operated as a Field Medic. With her medical training she is able to treat wounds such as minor fractures, gunshot wounds, and other types of injuries. Some injuries she is only capable of stabilizing until further medical attention can be acquired for the patient. She is also trained in safely transporting injured personnel in order to prevent further injury to the injured. She is also trained in the recognition of disease or sickness and how to treat these ailments in order to keep mobile units in top condition.

Marksmanship: Claire was trained in advanced marksmanship after her recruitment into VWAT. Before her recruitment into VWAT Claire had only obtained her rifle clasp during basic training and had never proceeded beyond it. Her ability to fire her weapon was basic but adequate for her service in the field. However after her recruitment her marksmanship standards did not meet the satisfaction of VWAT Brass and she was given additional training.

With nearly 6 months of training Claire's marksmanship is equal to that of someone who has received a US Army Sharpshooter Clasp. She is capable of hitting targets at up to 450 to 550 Feet. She is able to easily hit moving targets at 200-275 feet due to training which involved shooting clay pigeons with her service rifle instead of with a shotgun like one would do in skeet shooting. She was given this training due to extensive field reports of vampires being able to dodge bullets.

Physical Fitness: Claire is physically fit being able to run 2 miles in 14 minutes and gain a score of 81 in her US Army PFT. Thus she is able to keep up with the flow of combat and requires much physical exertion in order to fatigue herself. She is also capable of carrying other personnel in the field due to her physical fitness allowing her to transport wounded or immobile personnel across the battlefield in order to get them out of the line of fire.

Bilingual: Claire even before her service into the US Army has been able to speak multiple languages due to personal interest. The Army merely helped her perfect her hobby in order to allow her to be used as a translator and interpreter in the field. Claire is able to speak 5 languages in addition to English those languages being Japanese, Arabic, Spanish, German and French.

Organization: VWAT

Personality: Claire is a friendly person and is often described by those who have served with her as easily approachable. This is due to the fact that Claire often attempts to stay an optimist in most situations trying to find the good in each situation and cling to it while ignoring the bad. To those treated in combat by her she is described as cool under pressure as she had treated wounded personnel while under fire. While in the field she takes her job quite seriously often losing her friendly persona and taking up a more stern one often not hesitating to give orders to those lower in rank around her while doing medical procedures if they are available to assist her.

Claire has also been described as slightly reckless as she has rushed into cross fires in order to retrieve wounded personnel and drag them back to safety. Socially Claire is also quite outgoing and due to this often makes many friends. Outside of combat it is not rare to see Claire attempt to make a joke though her sense of humor leaves much to be desired. In a nutshell Claire is a friendly person to those she serves with and serious when it comes to her job. It is unknown what she thinks about fighting but due to a frown often seen on her face after combat it is believed that she dislikes violence regardless of reason or purpose but sees it as a necessary evil.  

Rank: Specialist

Biography: Claire was born in San Francisco, California. Her father was a science teacher at a local junior high school and her mother was a bank teller. Growing up Claire's life was relatively simple she went to school often receiving less than average grades due to her dislike of homework. This on many occasions resulted in Claire being grounded by her parents whenever her lax attitude towards school resulted in F's or D's on her report card. Eventually her grades improved after she was put into her father's class in Junior High as he often bribed her by offering the young teenage girl trips to the mall in return for good grades. As a teenager she did as most teens did often spending time with her friends or staying at home and finding ways to spend her time.

Her high school life wasn't exactly spectacular either as she often spent most of her time hanging out with friends and just getting through her high school life grade by grade. During her sophomore year of high school she had her first boyfriend however the relationship was brief due to her boyfriend's constant sexual advances on Claire. This resulted in quite an amusing argument in the school's quad where Claire proceeded to beat her ex-boyfriend with a text book after finding him flirting with another girl using the excuse "You weren't putting out for me" as an attempt to justify his actions. That was the main highlight of Claire's high school life. She'd never really joined any of the cliques in school like the popular kids or goths or nerds and often just hung out with her own group of friends ignoring all the petty status struggles that seemed to plague her school.

After graduation from high school Claire was approached by a recruiter for the US Army. In the beginning Claire was a bit hesitant to the idea of enlisting into the Military even though many of her friends had thought it a good idea and enlisted. It took months of job searching and failed college applications for Claire to eventually contact the recruiter and enlist. Her parents were originally against Claire's decision to enlist into the Army insisting that they would give Claire the time she needed to get into school or find a job. However after much time doing pre-enlistment training and speaking to her recruiter Claire was quite set on her career in the military. Her parents relented and supported their daughter in her career choice. After taking the ASVAB Claire had scored well and when it came time to choose her career training she had decided to pursue a medical career.

By the time Claire was 22 she was able to avoid deployment to Afghanistan mainly due to a new outbreak of disease breaking out along the East Coast of the United States. Due to the medical nature of her assignment and the dangerous nature of the disease in question the United States Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases or USAMRIID recruited her into a quarantine detachment assigned to contain and quarantine this new outbreak of disease. The disease itself was unknown in origin having no real patient zero and no place of origin.

All that was known was that the disease often killed the host within 5 hours and then reanimated the host. Those reanimated by the virus often returned in a more sluggish and violent form. Those who reanimated often attacked and fed on those nearby who were uninfected devouring all living flesh on the victim if left unstopped. Any attempt to save victims bitten by a host would soon suffer the same fate as their assailant. It was also noted that those who reanimated after death were resistant to damage being able to shrug off all gunshot wounds, stabbings or blunt force trauma utilized in attempts to pacify the infected.

Claire along with the Quarantine Detachment were sent to a recent outbreak location in New York City. It was reported that for months infected personnel had been locked within an Apartment building. Numerous calls to Local Law Enforcement were made by those within but were often ignored by dispatch who wrote them off as prank calls due to the zombie like nature of the calls. Once news reached USAMRIID however the reaction to the outbreak was fast as this was the first time a complete purge of infected personnel at the location was not required in order to contain the infection.

The Quarantine Detachment closed off the area around the building and cleared it of infected save for a few subjects captured for testing. After the subjects were taken in for testing Claire and the quarantine detachment were assigned as a security detail at a undisclosed lab in and undisclosed location where the infected personnel had been taken in order to conduct testing and research.

During the testing and research period USAMRIID was contacted multiple times by a organization known as VWAT who insisted that infected subjects be eliminated immediately for safety concerns. USAMRIID however refused to do so and with backing from the government was allowed to continue research on infected subjects in attempts to find a cure or vaccine to the virus. What USAMRIID did not know however was that the virus they were testing was not caused by natural means.

Those infected had been the victims of vampire attacks by a vampire that had made it's home in New York. After only a month of research into the subjects the facility was attacked by the vampire that had begun the outbreaks in order to keep the nature of it's involvement a secret. Testing on the bite wounds of some of the infected subjects would contain traces of the vampire's DNA thus creating a track back to the vampire.

The facility was unprepared for the attack and the quarantine detachment was quickly overpowered by the vampire and it's newly formed ghoul army created from scientists and soldiers killed at the facility. Claire managed to survive the infection with a few other members of her unit and send a distress call out to other government agencies during a facility lock down. VWAT responded to the distress call mobilizing what forces it had to clear the facility and eliminate the vampire responsible. Claire and what few survivors of the facility personnel remained were inducted into VWAT due to their knowledge and experience with the true nature of the infected.

RP sample:

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Facility 17
Siskiyou Wilderness
Northern California

Claire sat in the rec room of Facility 17, ever since her assignment to this facility she'd found herself lacking for things to do. They had been assigned to the facility as a security detail for the subjects captured in New York but it seemed that their assignment had already been filled by the facilities own security forces. All that remained now was to wait until research was done and relax until that time arrived. "Yo Kelly you going to the mess hall for chow or are you going to keep sitting there staring at the wall?" A voice said from the doorway to the rec room.

Claire turned and saw a member of her fire team Private Hawthorne. Hawthorne had been one of the first friends she'd made in her squad after her recruitment into the Quarantine Unit. "Ya i'm comin just give me a sec." Claire said getting up and grabbing the book she had been occupying herself with earlier off the coffee table in the room. As she left the room the book she'd read was immediately snatched from her hand by Hawthorne and held up to the light "The Forest of Hands and Teeth? What the hell is this about?" Hawthorne said opening up the book keeping it out of reach of the smaller woman.

Claire hopped swiping her hand at the book trying to reach it but failing each time as Hawthorne simply jumped along with her keeping the book out of her grasp. "Oh my dear Carver I love you with all my heart? Are you reading one of those sappy teenage romance novels!?" Hawthorne said laughing as he continued to flip through the pages. "Hawthorne stop being a dick give it back!" Claire said continuing her feeble attempts to retrieve her book. "Holy shit there's zombies in this too? What the hell is this!?" Hawthorne said loudly drawing the attention of most of the hall's occupants.

Finally Claire delivered a quick jab right to Hawthorne's stomach causing the man to double over allowing her to easily pick the book from his hand slipping it into one of her cargo pockets. "You are such an asshole you know that?" Claire said placing her hands on her hips as she watched Hawthorne grip his stomach groaning. "You hit fuckin hard...I thought your supposed to treat injuries not cause them." Hawthorne wheezed letting out a raspy laugh.

Claire rolled her eyes and continued walking leaving Hawthorne behind as she continued onward towards the mess hall. "W-Wait up!" Hawthorne said jogging to catch up groaning with each step. As he finally reached Claire's side he could see the smirk on her face "What are you so smiley about?" Hawthorne said narrowing his eyes wondering what evil thoughts were running through his friend's mind. Claire turned her eyes towards him "It's nothing I just thoughy you'd be able to take a punch better I guess I was wrong." Claire said shrugging. Hawthorne's jaw dropped "Are you calling me weak!?" Hawthorne said defensively.

Claire laughed "Hey I didn't say it, you did it for me." Claire said as they reached the doors to the mess hall. Inside it was bustling with activity as soldiers and scientists alike all moved about sitting with their friends or grabbing food or drinks from the cafeteria counter. "Reminds me of high school." Claire said watching a couple of soldiers flipping jalapenos into the air trying to catch it in their mouths.

"C'mon lets get in line before D-Section shows up for chow." Hawthorne said nudging Claire towards the line forming at the counter. Claire nodded and moved to the back of the line grabbing a metal tray she leaned over the counter to look at the food sitting in the heating trays today. She grimaced as she leaned back looking towards Hawthorne "Acuna's mystery paste..." Claire said shuddering. Suddenly a man behind the counter dumped a ladle full of said paste onto Claire's tray "It's called nutrient paste, Specialist Kelly. It's good for you has all the vitamins and nutrients you need to stay healthy." The man behind the counter said. Claire scowled at the gray colored paste on her tray "Acuna you mixed Fish oil and Milk together that's not food...That's just wrong." Claire said.

Acuna put a hand to his chest in fake hurt "Well I'm sorry sunshine Filet Mignon comin right up!" Acuna said. Claire shook her head "Can I just please get a sandwich or something?" Claire said exasperatedly. Acuna sighed before taking her tray and handing her a foil wrapped sandwich "I swear you people are so picky with what you eat." Acuna muttered before turning to Hawthorne "How about you Private? Wanna try somethin healthy?" Acuna asked. "Nah I think I'll kill my body with something unhealthy for today Acuna." Hawthorne said. Acuna muttered under his breath as he pulled another sandwich out of the fridge and tossed it to Hawthorne.

Claire and Hawthorne both grabbed a bottle of water from the fridges next to the counter along with a few mixed fruit cups and took a seat at one of the many table in the mess hall. Claire unwrapped her sandwich and sighed before shoving it away placing her head against the cool metal of the table "I swear...he does this on purpose." Claire muttered. Hawthorne looked at the sandwich and burst out laughing "Oh god he gave you the mystery meat sandwich!?" Hawthorne said as he unwrapped his and took a bite after a few moments of silence Claire finally looked up to see Hawthorne wiping his tongue with a napkin. "Ugh! He gave me egg salad!!" Hawthorne shoving his own sandwich towards the center of the table.

Claire raised an eyebrow before taking the sandwich and taking a bite "What's wrong with it?" Claire asked chewing the piece and swallowing it. "I hate egg salad..." Hawthorne muttered watching Claire eat his sandwich contently. Claire shrugged as she chewed her sandwich "You ca h'wav my mystewy meat sa'wish..." Claire said through a mouthful of food. Hawthorne cringed "That's nasty..." Hawthorne said shaking his head. Claire swallowed her food and took a sip from her water "What was the food in mouth thing or the sandwich?" Claire asked smirking. "Both..." Hawthorne muttered.

Claire laughed but everyone in the hall went as an alarm began to sound throughout the facility.

Battle Post

"Alert! Alert! Infected personnel are present within the facility all non-combat personnel report to your quarters and lock your doors. Please report all strange behavior to your nearest security officer ASAP!" A voice called over the PA system. Another voice sounded over the PA system "This is Colonel Pelayo all combat personnel report to your unit rendezvous points and await further instruction all units are to be armed emergency weapon lockers have been opened." Colonel Pelayo said. Immediately everyone within the mess hall sprang out of their seats, soldiers to prepare for combat and scientists and other support staff to flee to the safety of their respective quarters.

Claire stood up along with Hawthorne and rushed over to the corner of the cafeteria where a blue light was shining on large metal locker. Claire rushed over to it and pulled it open grabbing an M4A1 Carbine and a few magazines and a combat knife as other soldiers did the same arming themselves with shotguns and rifles. The orderly fashion this all was taking place in was shattered as gunfire erupted in the hall. All the men and women in the mess hall fell quiet as shot after shot sounded in the hallway.

Immediately everyone began to push against one another trying to grab any weapon from the locker. Claire pulled away from the throng of writhing bodies and rushed towards the exit to the mess hall stopping a few feet away from it. She glanced back to see Hawthorne at her 6 o'clock armed with an M9 Service pistol. Claire nodded her head towards the door while looking at Hawthorne. Hawthorne nodded and moved in front of her keeping his pistol gripped in one hand as he gripped the door knob. Claire took up a position next to the hinges of the door to get a clear line of sight into the hall as the door opened.

In the hall were a few bodies along with shell casings and quite a bit of blood. "Clear left!" Claire called out before bumping her shoulder against the door and moving into the hall with her rifle aimed down one end while Hawthorne rushed into the hall after her training his own weapon down the other side. "Clear right!!" Hawthorne called from behind her. Claire nodded before reaching back with her left hand and tapping Hawthorne on the thigh. She heard the sound of Hawthorne turning to face her before she began to slowly make her way between the bodies in the hall.

"Watch the corner..." Hawthorne whispered. Claire nodded as she rounded the corner panning her weapon left and right looking for any targets. "Clear left..." Claire said lowly moving her body against the wall to her right before glancing back at Hawthorne "Where's the rendezvous point?" Claire asked. "Orientation Hall D we can cut through the researcher's barracks and make it to the orientation wing that way." Hawthorne said pointing down the hall towards a door.

Claire nodded and began walking towards the door both froze however as the lights in the halls switched off immersing them in darkness. "What the hell? Who turned off the lights?" Hawthorne said. Claire scowled wishing she'd taken a pair of night vision goggles from the weapon locker. "How did they turn off the lights? Fucking zombies don't turn off lights." Hawthorne said. Claire jumped as she heard a orchestra of gun fire sounding within the cafeteria along with much screaming. Within seconds the screams ended. "I-I don't think we're dealing with normal infected..." Claire said as the emergency lights activated immersing them in red light.

Claire moved towards the door to the cafeteria and reached a hand out to turn the door knob only to have her wrist seized by Hawthorne. "Are you insane!?" Hawthorne hissed. Claire pulled her wrist free " We need to find out what happened..." Claire hissed. Hawthorne frowned before raising his handgun "Fine open it..." Hawthorne hissed. Claire opened the door and rushed in panning the barrel of her rifle around the room. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of the cafeteria. The walls were smeared in blood and bodies were strewn about along with empty shell casings. Claire backed out of the room "This isn't infected..." Claire said noticing the various slashes and strange wounds on the bodies.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Hawthorne said. Claire shook her head "I...Those wounds we've seen people getting attacked by the infected...they stay and feed they don't kill and leave." Claire said. Suddenly just as the door to the cafeteria was about to shut a ghoul crashed through the door gripping Claire by the shoulders and snapping it's teeth at her throat. Claire screamed pushing her hand against it's jaws as it continued to try to take a bite out of her neck. A gunshot sounded as the Ghoul was struck in the head from Hawthorne's bullets. Claire felt a splash of blood land on her face and neck she quickly shoved the corpse off of her.

"We need to go these people aren't gonna stay dead!" Hawthorne said gripping Claire's forearm and rushing towards the door. Claire could hear the groans of the infected behind them as they ran. Hawthorne drove his shoulder into the door slamming it open as they ran through. "Keep moving!!" Hawthorne called back to her as he released her arm. As they ran they could see numerous amounts of corpses. It seemed that in the short amount of time this entire incident had occurred things had gone south almost instantaneously.

Claire turned and fired a few burst from her M4 catching a few of the infected pursuing them across the chest not impeding them in the slightest. Claire turned to rush down the hall after Hawthorne only to see him suspended in the air in front of him. "Stop..." A voice hissed from the darkness. The infected behind her came to a stop obediently. Hawthorne moved to the side revealing woman gripping him by the throat. Even in the dim light Claire could see his face turning purple from the lack of air. Claire raised her rifle at the woman. "Put him down!!" Claire yelled her finger tensing on the trigger. The woman smiled before a sickening crack filled the hall followed by a thud.

Claire's eyes held a shocked look in them as she watched Hawthorne's lifeless corpse drop to the ground. The woman snapped her fingers grinning "Eat..." She said before pointing at the body. A few ghouls emerged from the darkness behind the woman and began to devour Hawthorne's body. Claire let out an anguished yell and held down the trigger of her rifle riddling the woman with bullets. The woman's body jerked with each round that impacted her body until finally the magazine of Claire's rifle emptied with a dry click.

The woman began to laugh as bullet after bullet fell from her wounds as they healed. "Ooh bullets as if no one has ever tried that before." She said. Claire ejected the magazine of her rifle only to have her wrist gripped by the woman. Claire gasped her mind was trying to process how this woman had closed the distance between them in just 2 seconds. Claire clenched her eyes shut as she felt the woman tighten her grip on her wrist until a sickening crack filled the room as the bones in her wrist fractured beneath her grip. Claire reached back grasping the hilt of her knife and thrusting the point toward the woman's face.

The blade was stopped inches away from the woman's eye as the woman grabbed Claire's other wrist tightly. "You have some fight in you...Cute..." She said before thrusting Claire down a hall causing her to slide across the concrete floor coming to a stop. "I'll tell you what the ladder to the surface is down this hall...It's not fun killing without the thrill of the hunt...You get a 30 second head start." The woman said grinning flashing her blood covered fangs at Claire.

Claire looked down the hall and back at the woman before getting to her feet and rushing down the hall. Slowly she could hear the woman counting off. In reality she was counting quite slow but in Claire's mind the woman seemed to be skipping numbers as she continued counting. Claire rushed over to the ladder gripping the first rung and hauling herself up. She looked up being able to see the hatch to safety just ahead. She pulled herself up the ladder panting heavily as she forced herself to climb higher. Finally she reached the top and pushed her back against the small ladder well reaching up with one of her hands to turn the valve on the hatch. The valve squeaked loudly as it turned. Claire looked down and could see the woman staring up at her with a smirk on her face.

Claire pushed at the hatch gritting her teeth as it cracked open a bit. The woman below was quickly navigating the ladder like some sort of demonic spider her fangs bared as she neared Claire. Claire gave the hatch another push and was shocked to feel it fly open filling the entire ladder well in sunlight. The woman below screeched as she covered her eyes losing her grip on the ladder and falling to the hall below scrabbling out of the sun's light.

A pair of hands gripped Claire beneath the arms and hauled her out of the hatch. A team of soldiers had their weapons trained on the hatch as another pair dragged Claire away from it. One of the men gripped Claire's chin and flashed a light into her eyes causing her to wince. "She's human sir." The man said. Claire looked around and could see men moving about all of them armed. She let her head lie back against the ground as she stared up at the sky glad to have escaped the hell that existed just below the surface of the ground beneath her.

A man gripped her wrist causing her to hiss in pain "Are there more of you?" The man asked. Claire shook her head "I'm not sure..." Claire said. The man nodded before pulling out a syringe "This'll take the edge off the pain." He said gesturing towards Claire's broken wrist. Claire nodded gasping softly as the needle penetrated her skin and after a few moments she fell unconscious as the drugs began to take effect.

(Done but I'm pretty sure I could have done better)

Claire Kelly wrote:

Name: Claire Anne Kelly

Age: 25

Gender: Female

There are no girls in anime. Just very effeminate men.

No girls allowed wrote:

Physical appearance: Claire Kelly is about 5'8 in height and weighs a total of 140 pounds depending on her diet and water intake along with regular exercise. Her body is lean with little fat. Her skin is slightly pale and she has a fair complexion. Her hair is reddish brown and reaches down to her shoulders she often keeps it in a ponytail in order to keep it out of her eyes. Her eyes are light blue and she has a multicolored tattoo of a pair of Angel Wings on her back that stretches from her shoulder blades and dips beneath her waist line over her bottom. She also has a tattoo of a quote on her right shoulder from a movie that she watched in 1998 called Saving Private Ryan which reads

Be not that far from me, for trouble is near; haste Thee to help me.
Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me.

The skin on her forearms is a bit darker than the rest of her body mainly due to the constant exposure to the sun it receives.

She doesn't have a face right now. Don't be the Question. He was forgotten halfway through Trinity War.

Pugs hop up steps wrote:

Clothing of choice: Claire's casual clothing often consists of a pair of Olive drab cargo pants with a pair of brown hiking boots or a pair of black tennis shoes. She also wears a black tanktop or T-shirt often with a white short sleeve blouse. She may also wear other styles of clothing depending on outside conditions or if she just feels like doing so.

When in combat Claire wears a a US Army short sleeved ACU which consists of a pair of desert pattern camouflage BDU pants and a short sleeved ACU button up shirt that she wears a black sleeveless wicking shirt beneath. She also wears a pair of tan combat boots and a US army patrol cap. Her pants are held up using a nylon web belt. She also sports a pair of blank finger-less gloves and a tan bullet proof tactical vest. The vest is classified as a IIIA in terms of bullet resistance. Beneath her name patch on her uniform she has another patch that has her blood type on it for easier treatment if injured during combat.

She has numerous pouches hanging from her belt to carry additional equipment. She also wears a drop leg holster on her right leg as she is a right handed shooter. Her vest has 2 handles on the shoulders in order to make it easier to drag her if injuries sustained in combat render her immobile. She also wears a pair of US Army dog tags around her neck that has her name, rank and blood type written on it along with her US Army Service number. She also has a knapsack with a red cross embroidered on it that she carries medical supplies in.

Make something wrong. I'm not reviewing this if it's all just very good descriptions and completed sections (besides the face).

You're not fun wrote:

Weaponry of choice:

MK-12 Special Purpose Rifle

Claire has received training in the use of the Mk12 SPR as a designated marksman. Her rifle uses an upper receiver developed by Colt and a lower receiver recycled from an M16. The rifle uses a Knights Arms Company 2 stage trigger and possesses a 22 inch rifled stainless steel heavy free floating barrel. The muzzle is threaded to allow the fitting of a suppressor onto the rifle if needed. The butt stock of the rifle is fixed and is similar in design to the M16A2 Rifle.

The rifle comes fitted with a Harris swivel bipod to allow for more versatility from firing in a stationary position and it also has a long rail that runs the length of the rifle along the top of the weapon to allow the fitting of numerous types of scopes or sights. It also posses 3 shorter rails near the end of the rifle for laser or flashlight fittings. The rifle is fitted with a 3.5 -10x40 Leupold Telescopic Sight. However in some cases Claire will fit an ACOG sight onto the rifle for medium to long range engagements.

The rifle uses silver tipped Mk 262 OTM rounds a more accurate version of the standard 5.56x45mm NATO round. She utilizes two types of rounds for her rifle standard Full metal jackets and hollow points. The rifle is fed from 20 round magazines and is modified to fire in either Bursts or Semi-Automatic settings. She carries a total of 6 magazines for the rifle 5 in her 2 in her vest 3 in pouches on her belt and one in the rifle giving her a total amount of 120 rounds to use in combat. 121 if she keeps a round chambered at all times.

INOX 5.6" barrel modified 92FS

Claire carries an INOX treated Beretta 92FS handgun, Her handgun is modified 5.9 in barrel and slide configuration adding an additional inch to the barrel length of the pistol. Her 92FS is also fixed with a chromed solid steel recoil spring rod and recoil spring along with a skeleton hammer to increase the cycle time of the firearm due to the lighter weight. The pistol fires 9x19mm parabellum rounds and is fed from a 15 round magazine. The 92FS is the same handgun that Claire carried during her term of service in the US Army but has gained modification over time on Claire's dime since her departure. She carries 6 magazines for her Beretta 3 in her vest 2 on her belt and one in the gun itself.

M84 Stun Grenade

The M84 Stun Grenade also known as a Flash Bang is designed as a non lethal explosive device. The grenade instead of exploding into shrapnel lets out a loud bang sound that impairs hearing and also releases a flash that blinds those who view the blast for 5 seconds or longer. It also disorientates those caught in the blast radius by disturbing the fluid in the ear causing loss of balance and sense of direction. She carries the Flash Bangs as a means to deter vampires in order to make a retreat as their enhanced senses make them more susceptible to the Flash Bang's effects. Using Flash Bangs she can clear a room without injuring possible non combatants inside. In most engagements Claire carries 4 of these with her at any one time.

M9 Bayonet

The M9 Bayonet is Claire's standard issue knife from the US Army. It is meant to be fitted underneath the barrel of an M4 Carbine or M16 but as Bayonets are rarely used in combat anymore it is carried more for utility rather than combat.

I trust these gun things because you are the gun person.

Eat a fish wrote:

Race: Human

Abilities:

Medical Training: Claire during her service in the US Army operated as a Field Medic. With her medical training she is able to treat wounds such as minor fractures, gunshot wounds, and other types of injuries. Some injuries she is only capable of stabilizing until further medical attention can be acquired for the patient. She is also trained in safely transporting injured personnel in order to prevent further injury to the injured. She is also trained in the recognition of disease or sickness and how to treat these ailments in order to keep mobile units in top condition.

Marksmanship: Claire was trained in advanced marksmanship after her recruitment into VWAT. Before her recruitment into VWAT Claire had only obtained her rifle clasp during basic training and had never proceeded beyond it. Her ability to fire her weapon was basic but adequate for her service in the field. However after her recruitment her marksmanship standards did not meet the satisfaction of VWAT Brass and she was given additional training.

With nearly 6 months of training Claire's marksmanship is equal to that of someone who has received a US Army Sharpshooter Clasp. She is capable of hitting targets at up to 450 to 550 Feet. She is able to easily hit moving targets at 200-275 feet due to training which involved shooting clay pigeons with her service rifle instead of with a shotgun like one would do in skeet shooting. She was given this training due to extensive field reports of vampires being able to dodge bullets.

Physical Fitness: Claire is physically fit being able to run 2 miles in 14 minutes and gain a score of 81 in her US Army PFT. Thus she is able to keep up with the flow of combat and requires much physical exertion in order to fatigue herself. She is also capable of carrying other personnel in the field due to her physical fitness allowing her to transport wounded or immobile personnel across the battlefield in order to get them out of the line of fire.

Bilingual: Claire even before her service into the US Army has been able to speak multiple languages due to personal interest. The Army merely helped her perfect her hobby in order to allow her to be used as a translator and interpreter in the field. Claire is able to speak 5 languages in addition to English those languages being Japanese, Arabic, Spanish, German and French.

These skills are good and balanced. Stop being good and balanced.

Fuck wrote:

Organization: VWAT

That's right.

Money wrote:

Personality: Claire is a friendly person and is often described by those who have served with her as easily approachable. This is due to the fact that Claire often attempts to stay an optimist in most situations trying to find the good in each situation and cling to it while ignoring the bad. To those treated in combat by her she is described as cool under pressure as she had treated wounded personnel while under fire. While in the field she takes her job quite seriously often losing her friendly persona and taking up a more stern one often not hesitating to give orders to those lower in rank around her while doing medical procedures if they are available to assist her.

Claire has also been described as slightly reckless as she has rushed into cross fires in order to retrieve wounded personnel and drag them back to safety. Socially Claire is also quite outgoing and due to this often makes many friends. Outside of combat it is not rare to see Claire attempt to make a joke though her sense of humor leaves much to be desired. In a nutshell Claire is a friendly person to those she serves with and serious when it comes to her job. It is unknown what she thinks about fighting but due to a frown often seen on her face after combat it is believed that she dislikes violence regardless of reason or purpose but sees it as a necessary evil.

Rank: Specialist

A medic! A real medic!

Fuck yeah wrote:

Biography: Claire was born in San Francisco, California. Her father was a science teacher at a local junior high school and her mother was a bank teller. Growing up Claire's life was relatively simple she went to school often receiving less than average grades due to her dislike of homework. This on many occasions resulted in Claire being grounded by her parents whenever her lax attitude towards school resulted in F's or D's on her report card. Eventually her grades improved after she was put into her father's class in Junior High as he often bribed her by offering the young teenage girl trips to the mall in return for good grades. As a teenager she did as most teens did often spending time with her friends or staying at home and finding ways to spend her time.

I am waiting intently for you to turn this into Breaking Bad.

Make it happen wrote:

Her high school life wasn't exactly spectacular either as she often spent most of her time hanging out with friends and just getting through her high school life grade by grade. During her sophomore year of high school she had her first boyfriend however the relationship was brief due to her boyfriend's constant sexual advances on Claire. This resulted in quite an amusing argument in the school's quad where Claire proceeded to beat her ex-boyfriend with a text book after finding him flirting with another girl using the excuse "You weren't putting out for me" as an attempt to justify his actions. That was the main highlight of Claire's high school life. She'd never really joined any of the cliques in school like the popular kids or goths or nerds and often just hung out with her own group of friends ignoring all the petty status struggles that seemed to plague her school.

Damn it, this turned into Dawson's Creek.

Why must everything in life disappoint me? wrote:

After graduation from high school Claire was approached by a recruiter for the US Army. In the beginning Claire was a bit hesitant to the idea of enlisting into the Military even though many of her friends had thought it a good idea and enlisted. It took months of job searching and failed college applications for Claire to eventually contact the recruiter and enlist. Her parents were originally against Claire's decision to enlist into the Army insisting that they would give Claire the time she needed to get into school or find a job. However after much time doing pre-enlistment training and speaking to her recruiter Claire was quite set on her career in the military. Her parents relented and supported their daughter in her career choice. After taking the ASVAB Claire had scored well and when it came time to choose her career training she had decided to pursue a medical career.

Look at this person, having a totally normal life. That'll change fast.

It's going to happen wrote:

By the time Claire was 22 she was able to avoid deployment to Afghanistan mainly due to a new outbreak of disease breaking out along the East Coast of the United States. Due to the medical nature of her assignment and the dangerous nature of the disease in question the United States Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases or USAMRIID recruited her into a quarantine detachment assigned to contain and quarantine this new outbreak of disease. The disease itself was unknown in origin having no real patient zero and no place of origin.

All that was known was that the disease often killed the host within 5 hours and then reanimated the host. Those reanimated by the virus often returned in a more sluggish and violent form. Those who reanimated often attacked and fed on those nearby who were uninfected devouring all living flesh on the victim if left unstopped. Any attempt to save victims bitten by a host would soon suffer the same fate as their assailant. It was also noted that those who reanimated after death were resistant to damage being able to shrug off all gunshot wounds, stabbings or blunt force trauma utilized in attempts to pacify the infected.

Bath salts haven't become popular yet. Come on, now.

Garlic Butter wrote:

Claire along with the Quarantine Detachment were sent to a recent outbreak location in New York City. It was reported that for months infected personnel had been locked within an Apartment building. Numerous calls to Local Law Enforcement were made by those within but were often ignored by dispatch who wrote them off as prank calls due to the zombie like nature of the calls. Once news reached USAMRIID however the reaction to the outbreak was fast as this was the first time a complete purge of infected personnel at the location was not required in order to contain the infection.

The Quarantine Detachment closed off the area around the building and cleared it of infected save for a few subjects captured for testing. After the subjects were taken in for testing Claire and the quarantine detachment were assigned as a security detail at a undisclosed lab in and undisclosed location where the infected personnel had been taken in order to conduct testing and research.

During the testing and research period USAMRIID was contacted multiple times by a organization known as VWAT who insisted that infected subjects be eliminated immediately for safety concerns. USAMRIID however refused to do so and with backing from the government was allowed to continue research on infected subjects in attempts to find a cure or vaccine to the virus. What USAMRIID did not know however was that the virus they were testing was not caused by natural means.

Those infected had been the victims of vampire attacks by a vampire that had made it's home in New York. After only a month of research into the subjects the facility was attacked by the vampire that had begun the outbreaks in order to keep the nature of it's involvement a secret. Testing on the bite wounds of some of the infected subjects would contain traces of the vampire's DNA thus creating a track back to the vampire.

They're all going to die...

[quote="Toasted bagels"]The facility was unprepared for the attack and the quarantine detachment was quickly overpowered by the vampire and it's newly formed ghoul army created from scientists and soldiers killed at the facility. Claire managed to survive the infection with a few other members of her unit and send a distress call out to other government agencies during a facility lock down. VWAT responded to the distress call mobilizing what forces it had to clear the facility and eliminate the vampire responsible. Claire and what few survivors of the facility personnel remained were inducted into VWAT due to their knowledge and experience with the true nature of the infected.

Witches wrote:

them "The Infected" makes this Left 4 Dead...

[quote="Witches"]RP sample:

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Facility 17
Siskiyou Wilderness
Northern California

Claire sat in the rec room of Facility 17, ever since her assignment to this facility she'd found herself lacking for things to do. They had been assigned to the facility as a security detail for the subjects captured in New York but it seemed that their assignment had already been filled by the facilities own security forces. All that remained now was to wait until research was done and relax until that time arrived. "Yo Kelly you going to the mess hall for chow or are you going to keep sitting there staring at the wall?" A voice said from the doorway to the rec room.

Claire turned and saw a member of her fire team Private Hawthorne. Hawthorne had been one of the first friends she'd made in her squad after her recruitment into the Quarantine Unit. "Ya i'm comin just give me a sec." Claire said getting up and grabbing the book she had been occupying herself with earlier off the coffee table in the room. As she left the room the book she'd read was immediately snatched from her hand by Hawthorne and held up to the light "The Forest of Hands and Teeth? What the hell is this about?" Hawthorne said opening up the book keeping it out of reach of the smaller woman.

Claire hopped swiping her hand at the book trying to reach it but failing each time as Hawthorne simply jumped along with her keeping the book out of her grasp. "Oh my dear Carver I love you with all my heart? Are you reading one of those sappy teenage romance novels!?" Hawthorne said laughing as he continued to flip through the pages. "Hawthorne stop being a dick give it back!" Claire said continuing her feeble attempts to retrieve her book. "Holy shit there's zombies in this too? What the hell is this!?" Hawthorne said loudly drawing the attention of most of the hall's occupants.

Finally Claire delivered a quick jab right to Hawthorne's stomach causing the man to double over allowing her to easily pick the book from his hand slipping it into one of her cargo pockets. "You are such an asshole you know that?" Claire said placing her hands on her hips as she watched Hawthorne grip his stomach groaning. "You hit fuckin hard...I thought your supposed to treat injuries not cause them." Hawthorne wheezed letting out a raspy laugh.

Claire rolled her eyes and continued walking leaving Hawthorne behind as she continued onward towards the mess hall. "W-Wait up!" Hawthorne said jogging to catch up groaning with each step. As he finally reached Claire's side he could see the smirk on her face "What are you so smiley about?" Hawthorne said narrowing his eyes wondering what evil thoughts were running through his friend's mind. Claire turned her eyes towards him "It's nothing I just thoughy you'd be able to take a punch better I guess I was wrong." Claire said shrugging. Hawthorne's jaw dropped "Are you calling me weak!?" Hawthorne said defensively.

Claire laughed "Hey I didn't say it, you did it for me." Claire said as they reached the doors to the mess hall. Inside it was bustling with activity as soldiers and scientists alike all moved about sitting with their friends or grabbing food or drinks from the cafeteria counter. "Reminds me of high school." Claire said watching a couple of soldiers flipping jalapenos into the air trying to catch it in their mouths.

"C'mon lets get in line before D-Section shows up for chow." Hawthorne said nudging Claire towards the line forming at the counter. Claire nodded and moved to the back of the line grabbing a metal tray she leaned over the counter to look at the food sitting in the heating trays today. She grimaced as she leaned back looking towards Hawthorne "Acuna's mystery paste..." Claire said shuddering. Suddenly a man behind the counter dumped a ladle full of said paste onto Claire's tray "It's called nutrient paste, Specialist Kelly. It's good for you has all the vitamins and nutrients you need to stay healthy." The man behind the counter said. Claire scowled at the gray colored paste on her tray "Acuna you mixed Fish oil and Milk together that's not food...That's just wrong." Claire said.

Acuna put a hand to his chest in fake hurt "Well I'm sorry sunshine Filet Mignon comin right up!" Acuna said. Claire shook her head "Can I just please get a sandwich or something?" Claire said exasperatedly. Acuna sighed before taking her tray and handing her a foil wrapped sandwich "I swear you people are so picky with what you eat." Acuna muttered before turning to Hawthorne "How about you Private? Wanna try somethin healthy?" Acuna asked. "Nah I think I'll kill my body with something unhealthy for today Acuna." Hawthorne said. Acuna muttered under his breath as he pulled another sandwich out of the fridge and tossed it to Hawthorne.

Claire and Hawthorne both grabbed a bottle of water from the fridges next to the counter along with a few mixed fruit cups and took a seat at one of the many table in the mess hall. Claire unwrapped her sandwich and sighed before shoving it away placing her head against the cool metal of the table "I swear...he does this on purpose." Claire muttered. Hawthorne looked at the sandwich and burst out laughing "Oh god he gave you the mystery meat sandwich!?" Hawthorne said as he unwrapped his and took a bite after a few moments of silence Claire finally looked up to see Hawthorne wiping his tongue with a napkin. "Ugh! He gave me egg salad!!" Hawthorne shoving his own sandwich towards the center of the table.

Claire raised an eyebrow before taking the sandwich and taking a bite "What's wrong with it?" Claire asked chewing the piece and swallowing it. "I hate egg salad..." Hawthorne muttered watching Claire eat his sandwich contently. Claire shrugged as she chewed her sandwich "You ca h'wav my mystewy meat sa'wish..." Claire said through a mouthful of food. Hawthorne cringed "That's nasty..." Hawthorne said shaking his head. Claire swallowed her food and took a sip from her water "What was the food in mouth thing or the sandwich?" Claire asked smirking. "Both..." Hawthorne muttered.

Claire laughed but everyone in the hall went as an alarm began to sound throughout the facility.

Battle Post

"Alert! Alert! Infected personnel are present within the facility all non-combat personnel report to your quarters and lock your doors. Please report all strange behavior to your nearest security officer ASAP!" A voice called over the PA system. Another voice sounded over the PA system "This is Colonel Pelayo all combat personnel report to your unit rendezvous points and await further instruction all units are to be armed emergency weapon lockers have been opened." Colonel Pelayo said. Immediately everyone within the mess hall sprang out of their seats, soldiers to prepare for combat and scientists and other support staff to flee to the safety of their respective quarters.

Claire stood up along with Hawthorne and rushed over to the corner of the cafeteria where a blue light was shining on large metal locker. Claire rushed over to it and pulled it open grabbing an M4A1 Carbine and a few magazines and a combat knife as other soldiers did the same arming themselves with shotguns and rifles. The orderly fashion this all was taking place in was shattered as gunfire erupted in the hall. All the men and women in the mess hall fell quiet as shot after shot sounded in the hallway.

Immediately everyone began to push against one another trying to grab any weapon from the locker. Claire pulled away from the throng of writhing bodies and rushed towards the exit to the mess hall stopping a few feet away from it. She glanced back to see Hawthorne at her 6 o'clock armed with an M9 Service pistol. Claire nodded her head towards the door while looking at Hawthorne. Hawthorne nodded and moved in front of her keeping his pistol gripped in one hand as he gripped the door knob. Claire took up a position next to the hinges of the door to get a clear line of sight into the hall as the door opened.

In the hall were a few bodies along with shell casings and quite a bit of blood. "Clear left!" Claire called out before bumping her shoulder against the door and moving into the hall with her rifle aimed down one end while Hawthorne rushed into the hall after her training his own weapon down the other side. "Clear right!!" Hawthorne called from behind her. Claire nodded before reaching back with her left hand and tapping Hawthorne on the thigh. She heard the sound of Hawthorne turning to face her before she began to slowly make her way between the bodies in the hall.

"Watch the corner..." Hawthorne whispered. Claire nodded as she rounded the corner panning her weapon left and right looking for any targets. "Clear left..." Claire said lowly moving her body against the wall to her right before glancing back at Hawthorne "Where's the rendezvous point?" Claire asked. "Orientation Hall D we can cut through the researcher's barracks and make it to the orientation wing that way." Hawthorne said pointing down the hall towards a door.

Claire nodded and began walking towards the door both froze however as the lights in the halls switched off immersing them in darkness. "What the hell? Who turned off the lights?" Hawthorne said. Claire scowled wishing she'd taken a pair of night vision goggles from the weapon locker. "How did they turn off the lights? Fucking zombies don't turn off lights." Hawthorne said. Claire jumped as she heard a orchestra of gun fire sounding within the cafeteria along with much screaming. Within seconds the screams ended. "I-I don't think we're dealing with normal infected..." Claire said as the emergency lights activated immersing them in red light.

Claire moved towards the door to the cafeteria and reached a hand out to turn the door knob only to have her wrist seized by Hawthorne. "Are you insane!?" Hawthorne hissed. Claire pulled her wrist free " We need to find out what happened..." Claire hissed. Hawthorne frowned before raising his handgun "Fine open it..." Hawthorne hissed. Claire opened the door and rushed in panning the barrel of her rifle around the room. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of the cafeteria. The walls were smeared in blood and bodies were strewn about along with empty shell casings. Claire backed out of the room "This isn't infected..." Claire said noticing the various slashes and strange wounds on the bodies.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Hawthorne said. Claire shook her head "I...Those wounds we've seen people getting attacked by the infected...they stay and feed they don't kill and leave." Claire said. Suddenly just as the door to the cafeteria was about to shut a ghoul crashed through the door gripping Claire by the shoulders and snapping it's teeth at her throat. Claire screamed pushing her hand against it's jaws as it continued to try to take a bite out of her neck. A gunshot sounded as the Ghoul was struck in the head from Hawthorne's bullets. Claire felt a splash of blood land on her face and neck she quickly shoved the corpse off of her.

"We need to go these people aren't gonna stay dead!" Hawthorne said gripping Claire's forearm and rushing towards the door. Claire could hear the groans of the infected behind them as they ran. Hawthorne drove his shoulder into the door slamming it open as they ran through. "Keep moving!!" Hawthorne called back to her as he released her arm. As they ran they could see numerous amounts of corpses. It seemed that in the short amount of time this entire incident had occurred things had gone south almost instantaneously.

Claire turned and fired a few burst from her M4 catching a few of the infected pursuing them across the chest not impeding them in the slightest. Claire turned to rush down the hall after Hawthorne only to see him suspended in the air in front of him. "Stop..." A voice hissed from the darkness. The infected behind her came to a stop obediently. Hawthorne moved to the side revealing woman gripping him by the throat. Even in the dim light Claire could see his face turning purple from the lack of air. Claire raised her rifle at the woman. "Put him down!!" Claire yelled her finger tensing on the trigger. The woman smiled before a sickening crack filled the hall followed by a thud.

Claire's eyes held a shocked look in them as she watched Hawthorne's lifeless corpse drop to the ground. The woman snapped her fingers grinning "Eat..." She said before pointing at the body. A few ghouls emerged from the darkness behind the woman and began to devour Hawthorne's body. Claire let out an anguished yell and held down the trigger of her rifle riddling the woman with bullets. The woman's body jerked with each round that impacted her body until finally the magazine of Claire's rifle emptied with a dry click.

The woman began to laugh as bullet after bullet fell from her wounds as they healed. "Ooh bullets as if no one has ever tried that before." She said. Claire ejected the magazine of her rifle only to have her wrist gripped by the woman. Claire gasped her mind was trying to process how this woman had closed the distance between them in just 2 seconds. Claire clenched her eyes shut as she felt the woman tighten her grip on her wrist until a sickening crack filled the room as the bones in her wrist fractured beneath her grip. Claire reached back grasping the hilt of her knife and thrusting the point toward the woman's face.

The blade was stopped inches away from the woman's eye as the woman grabbed Claire's other wrist tightly. "You have some fight in you...Cute..." She said before thrusting Claire down a hall causing her to slide across the concrete floor coming to a stop. "I'll tell you what the ladder to the surface is down this hall...It's not fun killing without the thrill of the hunt...You get a 30 second head start." The woman said grinning flashing her blood covered fangs at Claire.

Claire looked down the hall and back at the woman before getting to her feet and rushing down the hall. Slowly she could hear the woman counting off. In reality she was counting quite slow but in Claire's mind the woman seemed to be skipping numbers as she continued counting. Claire rushed over to the ladder gripping the first rung and hauling herself up. She looked up being able to see the hatch to safety just ahead. She pulled herself up the ladder panting heavily as she forced herself to climb higher. Finally she reached the top and pushed her back against the small ladder well reaching up with one of her hands to turn the valve on the hatch. The valve squeaked loudly as it turned. Claire looked down and could see the woman staring up at her with a smirk on her face.

Claire pushed at the hatch gritting her teeth as it cracked open a bit. The woman below was quickly navigating the ladder like some sort of demonic spider her fangs bared as she neared Claire. Claire gave the hatch another push and was shocked to feel it fly open filling the entire ladder well in sunlight. The woman below screeched as she covered her eyes losing her grip on the ladder and falling to the hall below scrabbling out of the sun's light.

A pair of hands gripped Claire beneath the arms and hauled her out of the hatch. A team of soldiers had their weapons trained on the hatch as another pair dragged Claire away from it. One of the men gripped Claire's chin and flashed a light into her eyes causing her to wince. "She's human sir." The man said. Claire looked around and could see men moving about all of them armed. She let her head lie back against the ground as she stared up at the sky glad to have escaped the hell that existed just below the surface of the ground beneath her.

A man gripped her wrist causing her to hiss in pain "Are there more of you?" The man asked. Claire shook her head "I'm not sure..." Claire said. The man nodded before pulling out a syringe "This'll take the edge off the pain." He said gesturing towards Claire's broken wrist. Claire nodded gasping softly as the needle penetrated her skin and after a few moments she fell unconscious as the drugs began to take effect.

Damn long samples.



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