You and a small team are a part of a group of survivors trying to fight back against the plague and spread the cure that has been discovered in a CDC lab, though the first few months have been going smoothly there have been rumors of strange undead behemoths in the areas the cure have been administered. Your team has been dispatched to gain samples and bring back survivors who have had the cure injections.
The town is quiet, even zombie activity seems down. The known hot zones have been massacred, and cleared, but no bullet shells or bodies litter the area, infected blood glazes the the floors, and a wall as collapsed inwards. The team cant make anything out of the grim scene except someone has done their work for them. There is a trail of coagulated blood dragged out of the house and into the river. Puzzled the team moves on, towards the first safe house on their objective list. The safe house is empty, fresh blood staining a broken window the glass laying on the ground outside, someone got outside in a hurry. Just then your team hear a thud, coming from the closet the weapon specialist prepares to breach the door. Out falls one of the survivors with the applied cure, he rambles in a nonsensical dialect and will no cooperative. He reaches for the medical officer’s hand gun, but is knock out before he can do any harm to himself or others. The medic notice a rash on his arms and neck and attempts to treat the skin deformity and report back to HQ. You mission is to continue with the survivor to the next safe house, told treat the current survivor as a high risk package and keep him tranquilize out for the teams safety as their own. In the street gunfire echoes, blasting away without a care for whatever hears it, your team goes to investigate. Three survivors are ontop a church bell tower there is horde swarming below failing at climbing up them. After 30 meters of running they can see the survivors are shooting directly across from themselves, and a moment later, a thick mass of flesh slams down ontop of the tower. One survivor getting slammed down against the side of the tower, while the other two fall down towards the piles of zombies below. After killing and peeling the flesh of the man’s bones the large behemoth rolls off the building down to the ground and begins to gorge itself on zombie and human alike, indiscriminately feasting and growing adding to it’s own mass. In shock the team watched in aw, from the cover of some parked cars. The mass of flesh begain convulsing and changing before their eyes, with quick thinking they put the unconscious survivor in the backseat of a truck and began to plan to deal with the beast. They set up explosives in the buildings foundations on both sides of a narrow alleyway set up near trap along the floor all the way up to their fire position at the end of the alley way and set up claymore chest high half way down to stun it into place for the collapse. The tech sgt was on watch, he couldnt believe his eyes and didnt expect anyone to understand what he was about to report even though he saw it with his own eyes. The thing grew two more arms, and started drooling a caustic liquid that melted half a car he was hunched over durring its change. Worse of all it got the scent of something, fearing the worse the tech sgt grabbed the unconscious survivor and came down the alley being cautious not to set off or step into any traps. But a large moving dark shadow loomed over head, and a cracking followed the sgt shouted “Incoming!” The beast slamming its fists on each side of the buildings walls to move towards them from the roof top howled in the tech set’s direction in a rage. The sgt made it half way down the alley and ran right into the building a took cover under the staircase by the far wall just before detonating the explosives that took down the walls of the alleyway. The beast spirals down with the debris, it contorted and crumpled into a spongy mass onto the rubble. The dust still lingered in the air, and the weapon specialist let loose an onslaught of ammunition, bits of flesh flinging off of the mass, then it exploded into motion rolling towards the team both of its arm on one side of its body getting caught into a bear trap, the other two arms tearing and beating against the rubble and then itself. Until one arm ripped away, getting the creature one step closer to the team. “Its time to move! Let roll” the tech sgt ran out the back of the building with the survivor and they began to move towards the next safe house. They could hear the sound of ripping flesh and cracking of bone bounce off the walls of the alleys as they ran.