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The chainsaws power died down and Atlas made for the hummer! "Get in gents," he laughed, "it's about time we took our leave!" A few flying axes quizzed by his head and he enjoyed Abe's acrobatics show. He opened the driver side door and hopped in, "anyone else feel like driving?" He was being half sarcastic, they hadn't much time to switch drivers once the other guys got in, but he was sick of driving and really wanted to rest. Once the three other people were in the hummer it sped off hitting and running over the undead people.

The tank like vehicle spun upward towards the exit before bursting out of the wooden stop sign gate. The vehicle raced through the remainder of the city and out into the highway. Away from much danger and still with more then half a tank of gas Atlas stopped the car and got into the front passenger seat. "Whoever wants to drive can, all I want is to sleep." Atlas was smiling but was very tired, "Kansas city is our destination, Nick can tell ya how to get there."

The gas tank wouldn't last all the way there but it'd sure get them close. And close was all they needed, this was nearing the end of their story...

"I'll drive." Abe said, climbing into the driver's seat. He drove down the road and stopped at a little town. "Should we get the fuel for those cars over there?" he asked, pointing to some cars.

"Yes."

"I got this." Nick said as he exited the car and began siphoning the vehicles. It didn't take long for him to do so, quickly returning before any Savage even noticed him. "There was barely any in them, not sure if it was worth the time." Nick admitted as he emptied the jug into the tank and reentered the Hummer. "Alright, we got two choices, we either get moving and hope we get to another town before running out of gas, or stay the night here, personally I think we should be able to make it to another town before nightfall, what do you guys think?"

Julius looked over Abe's shoulder as he stopped the car to check Out the tank, he leaned over and tapped the glass with his index finger knuckle 'nah drive, we have enough to last us the trip there and the sooner we can get there the better' he said falling back into his seat.

Jule watched the abandoned cars and trees as they drove passed them, he was lost in his own mind as the scene of him killing the most important people in this world... He felt like his heart was crawling out of his chest

Abe continued to drive to the next town. "We should find all the fuel we can get."

Atlas slept for a good six and a half hours, it was the best sleep he had gotten in years. He usually go an hour or two a night but this was glorious. He was finally on his way to getting back to his normal self! The car eventually stopped in Wichita, taking a different route then expected to Kansas City so the car ran out of gas just before arriving at Topika, a smaller city. Almost too small to even be called a city. It wasn't even a days walk from Kansas City and that was good because the car had hit many savage trying to get here. It wouldn't run for to much longer.

"Morning," Atlas smiled looking at the clock, seeing the sun was almost finished setting, "just after nine, we did a bit of driving today didn't we." He was feeling very well rested and looked at the city a few miles ahead of them. "Is that," he stopped himself and took a map out of the glove box. Examining it for a moment he replied, "Topika? How'd we get here?" If they'd have gone the other way they'd have made it by now.

It was ok, Atlas didn't mind one more day out in the Rot World. Soon he'd be eating steaks and crab legs, saving the world. Giving blood to soldiers so they could fight the Savage and slaughter the Rot Dolls with ease. "It doesn't really matter, one more camp, one more night," he smiled, it would all be over soon... One way or another.

"Sorry." Abe said. "The other way had way more zombies." He eased the Hummer to the side of the road.

"Like I said, it's migration season, there were like three tribes on the road, all of them taking the more direct route to Kansas City." Nick added. "Abe made the right call, this way we not only avoided the immediate danger of the tribes on the road, but we can also avoid running into more than one tribe at a time by taking a more roundabout path, it sucks, but we have a better chance of survival this way." He took a peek at the fuel gauge, seeing that the needle was practically on empty already. "We should stop at the next town, get some rest and then either get a new car or continue on foot, either way, we should be fine."

Jule couldn't sleep, he just watched as the world passed him by, eventually he snapped out of it, especially when the hummer came to a stop. Jule relaxed his shoulders and stepped out of the car, taking a deep breath he squinted to look at his surroundings. That was until a little house in the distant caught his eyes, it looked pretty barred up 'guys, that house looks like a great place to camp, though it's on it's own so it's safe to assume there's probably someone else occupying the place' he said looking over his shoulder at the others.

Jule turned and faced the others 'I dunno Nick, walking is dangerous but a car will probably take ages to find, either way it's gunna take a fair but to get there, I say older camp in the little lone house back there' he stuck his thumb over his shoulder at the house.

They were a fair distance from it but a 5 minute walk is all it'll take to get there. Jule started making his way towards it 'I'm going, it looks like the best bet since we're not close to the town yet'

Atlas hopped out of the car and started towards the house, they were so close to Kansas City he could just taste it. But not really. His mood had one hundred percent improved and his moral had been lifted, so he felt obligated to try to lighten Jule's! "Dude let's play a game is call knock and RAW," Atlas made his hands move like a Savage's, "I'll knock and by the RAW's we hear you guess how many Savage are inside!

Atlas walked up to the house and knocked. He waited one minute before a giant explosion came from inside the house! BOOM, and it threw Death Storm backwards. So, Nameless was right, one of them said. Death Storm and his tool bag now hunter were following us! Four Yellow Jackets stood inside the house and began to fire! Ears ringing Atlas crawled behind a tractor's wheel, "Yellow Jacket!"

Nameless had sent four of his warriors southeast, three of them southwest, leaving him and the other two, along with the children to hold down the fort up north. "Get Death Storm, alive! And bring him to me!" Nameless had ordered, "meet back here in three days and we will move north to St. Louis together."

Some of the Yellow Jackets were skeptical, but these four weren't any longer. Two of the four ran up the stairs and readied their bows. The other two stayed on the first floor, one with a crowbar and the other with case of grenades that was now empty. That woman was instructed to tell Nameless they had found them!

The lady in the yellow jacket ran out back starting up a motorcycle escaped into the night with a powerful rev of the cycles engine. She was able to escape as the archer bombarded the group with arrows! The first one to enter the house would be struck in the face by the man with the crowbar and be knocked out if they tried to enter.

Abe had snuck around back to try and attack from behind. He saw a motorcycle. 'Well that's nice.' he thought as he cut the brakes. He heard someone coming and hid. He saw the woman leave on the motorcycle. 'Shame.' He climbed to the second story to try and attack from above, but saw two guys there already, so he climbed back down to warn the others.

Nick cling to the wall of the house, narrowly avoiding the shower of arrows.

"Shit, just SHIT!" He exclaimed in anger. "I can't believe they actually followed us, and we were so close." He lamented. However this was no time for regret, they needed to take out those archers in order to do anything. He watched as the arrows fell, aimed at Julius, judging by the number and rate at which they fell, he concluded there were only two archers, not as bad as he figured, but without proper cover or a distraction, he would be shot dead before he could even take aim at them. He took a peek into the house through the boarded up window, spotting the third Yellow Jacket, crowbar at the ready. "Damn, guess taking cover inside is out." He began thinking when Abe returned, taking shelter with him.

"Hey, find anything?"

"Yeah, there was a fourth one who got away on a motorcycle." Abe said. "But I wouldn't worry about her. There's archers in there, two of them." Abe got his shield out. "I can give you cover."

There were three motorcycles behind the house and the one the woman had gotten on was not the one with the cut breaks, she sped along and continued making her way to the Yellow Jacket base in Kansas City. "Nameless needs to hear about this," she whispered to herself.

As for the man with the crowbar, he had seen Abe do this, move behind the house and make his way back. He was just moving around enemy territory and had to learn that that was fatal. "Left of the house!" The man called and an archer took aim sending an arrow sideways.

This shot left the archer open for an attack by Nick if he would act quick enough but it sent an arrow into Abe, blood spat onto the boys cloths, "stupid kids," the archer smiled. He should have ducked back behind cover but instead he shot another arrow into Abe giving Nick or Jule's more time for an attack.At least one boy was down, he watched Abe fall on the ground.

(To be honest, I think that was a little godmodding there, but I'll roll with it.)

((OCC: Guys, lets be friends, sunshine, rainbows, uni-lonkies! No need for any of that jazz.))

Atlas covered his ears, they wouldn't stop ringing, he crawled out from behind the rusty tractor and dodged arrows as he made his way to Abe. "You Ok?" Atlas yelled, because he was still struggling with his hearing loss. He dragged the bleeding boy away from the archers and behind the tractor, "dude stop, running around getting yourself shot!" Atlas looked at the boy who was fading in and out of consciousness and began to bandage his wounds, pulling the arrows out of the boys body.

Jule stopped behind Atlas, he looked up at one of the windows and saw a shadow walk past pretty human-like. Jule reached out to grab Atlas' shirt but the explosion sent them both flying back, Jule got the short end of the stick when he landed on the tractor's exhaust pipe. The pain shot through his torso making him scream.

The explosion was the worst because a nearby tribe caught it. The tribe stopped and turned their twitching heads in the direction of the house, the scent of the blood was what got the tribe moving. 'AGH! Shit *cough* help...' Jule yelled coughing up blood, he grabbed the pipe quickly to stop him from sliding down it further but gravity showed no mercy, pushing him down slowly and painfully causing him to scream harder and louder, the tribe slowly drew closer.

Nick was brought out of his thoughts by the sight of Julius, impaled onto the exhaust pipe. "Oh crap." He said, he had to do something, and it was then that he noticed that the archers' attention was no longer at the front of the house, this was his chance. He took a deep breath and rushed out of the porch, he made it a few feet from the tractor when he looked back and took aim at the distracted archer. He fired an arrow, nailing the archer in the head, unfortunately gaining the attention of the second archer. He quickly made his way to Julius, kneeling before him.

"Shit man, don't worry, we'll get you out of here." He said as he grabbed onto his shoulders in preparation for freeing him. "Alright, one, two, THREE!!" He exclaimed, pulling his comrade off of the jagged pipe. He cried in agony until he was fully off, luckily it wasn't too far in, but he was still bleeding. "Alright man, let's get you out of...GAAAHHHHH!" Nick cried as he felt a surge of pain through his shoulder. He looked to see that he was hit with an arrow, he looked back up to the archer just in time to narrowly dodge a second arrow. As he reloaded, Nick grabbed his crossbow and clumsily shot an arrow back up at him, it missed, but it made the archer take cover, allowing him to get Julius behind the tractor.