Firis
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Grigori (Half-Life fanfic part 1)
Grigori woke up in the middle of the nigt, to a howl. He hadnt had more than a few hours sleep for nearly a month, the howl was that of a Headcrab Zombie, a fast one. Grigori had many dwellings in ravenhold he used each night, every day he would go through them all, check his traps and look for survivors. He was one of only a few survivors of Ravenholm, a mining city that was shelled by the Combine, Headcrabs took over the city and infested nearly all of Ravenholm's citizens. Among his arsenal to defend himself was: A Annabella rifle, a C-22 Shotgun and three CP issue 9mm pistols. Among his arsenal of traps were: A spining blade trap, made of a blade stuck into a car engine, the twisting of the gears spins the blade, a a pulley system attached to a car to drop, and several electric fences. Grigori is nearly insane, he used to be the Preist of Ravenholm Catholic church, he has seen everyone he has known infested, and has grown paranoid and hallucinates. He gets out of bed to grab his rifle after he hears it howl once again, leaning against the side of the window; he looks out, spots the beast, aims and fires, one shot, one kill, "Rest my brother, I remember your true face." he says sadly. Loading another round into his rifle, he picks off three other Zombies nearby, then closes his window and returns to bed. The next morning he wakes up, the mornings are usually tame, the zombies are more activeat night, Grigori checks his stock, only enough food for a few weeks, then he will have to feed on Headrab meat, not particularly tasty, but still widely used, Grigori hates the stuff though. Walking on the roofs he spots a new survivor, obviously not from around ravenholm, "But who is this?" "My name is Johnson sir, Brian Johnson." The man replies, he directs him to where the others are held up "Head to the church, be vigilant, be smart, I shall keep my eye on you, more than that I cannot promise." Johnson sets out to the church, "Another life to save? Why cant they just stay clear?" Grigori follows slackly behind to make sure Brian will make it.
Whadya think so far? should I make a part 2? I was gonna make a new Z-Day, or a different fanfic, but this sounded fun
Grigori woke up in the middle of the nigt, to a howl. He hadnt had more than a few hours sleep for nearly a month, the howl was that of a Headcrab Zombie, a fast one. Grigori had many dwellings in ravenhold he used each night, every day he would go through them all, check his traps and look for survivors. He was one of only a few survivors of Ravenholm, a mining city that was shelled by the Combine, Headcrabs took over the city and infested nearly all of Ravenholm's citizens. Among his arsenal to defend himself was: A Annabella rifle, a C-22 Shotgun and three CP issue 9mm pistols. Among his arsenal of traps were: A spining blade trap, made of a blade stuck into a car engine, the twisting of the gears spins the blade, a a pulley system attached to a car to drop, and several electric fences. Grigori is nearly insane, he used to be the Preist of Ravenholm Catholic church, he has seen everyone he has known infested, and has grown paranoid and hallucinates. He gets out of bed to grab his rifle after he hears it howl once again, leaning against the side of the window; he looks out, spots the beast, aims and fires, one shot, one kill, "Rest my brother, I remember your true face." he says sadly. Loading another round into his rifle, he picks off three other Zombies nearby, then closes his window and returns to bed. The next morning he wakes up, the mornings are usually tame, the zombies are more activeat night, Grigori checks his stock, only enough food for a few weeks, then he will have to feed on Headrab meat, not particularly tasty, but still widely used, Grigori hates the stuff though. Walking on the roofs he spots a new survivor, obviously not from around ravenholm, "But who is this?" "My name is Johnson sir, Brian Johnson." The man replies, he directs him to where the others are held up "Head to the church, be vigilant, be smart, I shall keep my eye on you, more than that I cannot promise." Johnson sets out to the church, "Another life to save? Why cant they just stay clear?" Grigori follows slackly behind to make sure Brian will make it.
Whadya think so far? should I make a part 2? I was gonna make a new Z-Day, or a different fanfic, but this sounded fun