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"Why aren't we moving?!" He yelled, using his tomahawk trying to get as many infected as he could "THIS ISN'T GETTING ANY EASIER!"

He was right, the newly turned infected came crashing out of windows and building doors, all of them flooding the street they were on "MOTHER OF GOD, MOVE THE GOD DAMN TRUCK NOW!" Practically screaming, his voice broke a little.

They need something to distract the infected, what can he use?

Ake spotted a bottle of alcohol besides the crates "this is probably the most stupidest thing I'll ever do" he said to himself "beats being eaten" he quickly took Miko's pistol and fired a shot at the bottle causing it to spark up in flames. The medicine, paper and wooden crates were engulfed in amber flames. If they needed an opportunity, this is it.

Some of the infected still continued to attack them while others ran into the fire. If this carries on the fire will die out quick.

"Shut up! I'm going!" She'd jump into the truck and start the engine again. The dog didn't attack the two that got into the front and Freya pushed her foot down. She'd roll down her window and scream, "Hold on tight! Get into the bus. There is an open hatch on the roof." The truck set off, nearly sending the people on top flying off. She ended up ploughing down some of the infects. A few cars blocked off the road but it didn't concern Freya one bit, She slammed into the cars and pushed through them. She'd toggle with the radio and eventually found one station which wasn't making that annoying static sound. "Stay inside your homes and barricade yourselves. The infection has spread across the whole city. Make sure your windows are sealed tight and you are prepared to defend yourselves. Also-" A smash was heard and the woman who was speaking began screaming. The infects were heard in the background and the radio began giving off a static sound again. She turned off the radio and sighed, "Where do we go now?"

Sam was kneeling on the top of the truck, her knife hacking at the infects hands as they tried to climb up the side of the truck. She heard Ake screaming and suddenly she saw one of the crates erupt into flames. She scrambled back from the heat, clutching her bloody knife so tightly that her knuckles began to turn white. The infects had slowed, most of them getting distracted by the flames and burning up before they could reach the truck.

She heard someone shout and suddenly the truck sped off, causing her to stumble and fall onto her hands and knees. Luckily, she managed not to fall off of the truck, but her knife was not so fortunate. It slid out of her grip and off the truck, disappearing into the sea of infects behind them. She crawled forward, prying the hatch door open and sliding into the truck below, not waiting to see if the others followed her.

Once inside the truck, she collapsed, leaning up against the wall and panting heavily. She could hear the radio playing but she ignored it, instead she stayed focused on trying to catch her breath. She looked like a complete mess, with tufts of knotted hair hanging in her face and blood covering her arms. Her hair was bleached blonde, with the ends dyed a faded red color that looked orange in the dim light of the truck. She pushed the hair out of her eyes, leaving streaks of red across her forehead. She was wearing her standard dull green jacket and a grey t-shirt, both of which were covered in blood and filled with holes.

When she finally caught her breath, she looked up, her eyes darting around the truck. She did not speak, unsure whether she could trust the other people in the truck. Instead of answering Freya's question she simply shrugged her shoulders.

Miko sat in the roof stabbing at any infected that tried to climb up, when Ake took his pistol and took the shot he quickly snatched it back and glared at Ake although didn't scold him considering he might have just saved their lives.

He holstered his pistol and knife once he noticed the truck start up and crouched to lessen his chances of falling, once the hatch was open and Samantha had climbed in Miko went over to it and motioned his head to the others to climb in.

He only just managed to hear the radio over all the noise that was going on although couldn't make out any words and could only hear the screaming and crashing.

He watched weary eyed at the chaotic mess of infects, fire, and shouting outside of the cab, letting his head fall back with a sigh as the driver hopped in "Nice doggy" he commented "the hell out of Dodge, perhaps though, wherever the lady who ordered the supply drops went" he added.

Through the flames and infected now engulfing the drop area comes the humvee that had been back inside of the treeline, the woman at the wheel as it muscled its way through the group still chasing the other truck. As she pulls closer she holds a radio for those in the other vehicle to see, three fingers held out in an attempt to indicate the channel number she was on. She just hoped somebody else had a radio.

Walker just stood there blankly almost as if she wasn't really there but she knew she was and she knew she had to do something anything but just just froze there as she saw people running for the truck and flames begin as the infected drew near. She didn't want any of it to be real, she did the only thing she could think of. Holding onto the heavy door she managed to scramble up on top of it and attempted throw herself onto the roof of the corner store at three close attempts she finally managed to get onto the flat roof and looked down below at the chaos. Checking that her revolver was still tucked away into her pocket she gripped it tightly and started shooting at some of the closer infected, her aim was terrible and she couldn't stop shaking but she managed to hit one and keep it down. Within the minute she was out of bullets and realized she should have tried to prologue the small amount she had.

Sam stood up in the back of the truck, leaning against the wall so she did not fall over as the truck moved, bouncing up and down as it drove. She looked at Miko who had climbed in after her. She tried not to think about the infects outside and instead tried to calm down. It was quite obvious that she was terrified, but she took a shaky breath and tried to pretend she was confident.

"Perhaps we should try and leave the city. There will probably be less infects away from big cities." she said, her voice only slightly louder then a whisper.

Akechta stayed low to keep himself balance on the truck. As he approached the hatch he heard gunshots but as the got further away the shots drowned out.

Whoever it is or was, he hopes they get out. There's nothing they can do for the unfortunate soul back there.

He lifted the hatch and put one leg in before the humvee came blitzing through the fire and turning the chasing newly turned infects into pulp as it pulled up along side the truck.

Ake jumped down closing the hatch behind him. He looked at Mako with an apologetic look. He had no ammo of his own and he took a chance. He isnt sorry for what he did, he's sorry for using his gun to do it. He reached over from between the driver and passenger to tinker with the radio. He saw what the lady was doing in the humvee, she wanted them to change channels.

Once doing so he turned to the girl behind him, Samantha "leaving the city might be a good idea. Don't mind me" he said to everyone "I'm just some random guy accidentally leading a horde to you, sorry"

"We'll leave the city, If this place isn't already in quarantine. Oh the blonde lady is following. We should stop off somewhere, collect supplies you know? Then we'll head out of the city. The closest mall is probably a few miles away but looted already. We'll head to a few stores a few blocks away." Freya turned the wheel and took a left on a street that seemed completely untouched, cars still parked and surprisingly no dead bodies. "Clean street." She'd look around and look at a few doors open. "We'll also loot some houses. Anyone know any places so get ammo?" Freya helped Ake fixed the radio to channel three. Freya rolled down her window and put a thumbs up, indicating that they were on her channel. They couldn't talk through this type of radio. "Thanks for the horde by the way. We could've used that stuff." She'd sigh and turn down another street. She'd stop the truck near to a couple of shops. She'd hop out and whistle for her dog to follow. "Go ahead, I'll grab some bags." She'd go to the bus hooked to the truck and climb in, throwing out a few duffle bags. She'd climb back out and grab one. "Make sure to stay quiet. Those things can hear sound from about a mile away. No gunshots unless absolutely necessary." She'd unhook are tomahawk and walk to the Humvee.

Once in the truck he leaned against the wall and sighed thinking to himself how everything went so wrong so fast, he poked two fingers under his mask going around his left eye and cringed as his fingers came out with a little miscoloured blood on it.

Hearing Ake and Samantha talk he wiped his fingers off on his shirt and spoke looking at Ake "that horde was already on its way to a flare so don't worry about it, and the girls right avoiding cities is the way to go now unless you're desperate"

Once they were out of the truck and Freya had said her piece he looked at Samantha and Ake as if he were to sarcastically say "is that so?" about gunfire, He thought to himself for a moment before realising they may be missing someone "...wasn't there another person with you? A girl?" He asked looking around with his eyebrow raised.

She looked up as Ake climbed through the hatch and climbed down, shutting the hatch behind them. She shook her head as he spoke, letting out a small laugh "Nah, don't worry about it. The hoard was coming anyways, you just led it right to us."

She heard Freya talking and then the truck stopped. Sam saw Freya leave the truck but instead of following Sam sat down in the truck, pulling her backpack off and placing it on the ground in front of her. She unzipped the bag and began to riffle through it, searching for something.

"Shit," She muttered to herself, shaking her head before looking up at the other people in the truck. "Anyone have a spare knife? I dropped mine earlier." She said quietly, before zipping up the bag and standing up. She waited a second before seeming to remember something. "Oh yeah, my name is Sam, by the way." She said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Walker looked around and appeared all alone not including all the infected below. She needed to move and fast, before she turned around to leave she saw truck drive away until it was gone. She was shaken and scared but knew she had to suck it up and head away from the heard below attempting to reach her. Running along the top of the roof to the other edge of it she looked around for a way down and found an old drainage pipe. Gripping the grungy pipe she slipped half way and hit her hip hard on the cement, she clenched her fists tight to stop herself from screaming in agony.

Limping across the streets, she tried staying strictly to the alley to not run into some of the infected and managed to avoid and by pass them making it to a old tool store three blocks away from the corner store. She just needed to get inside and grab something she could use as a weapon. As she shoved up on the back door she grunted in pain as she felt her hip smash against the outside wall. The door made a quiet creak as it closed and she realized the whole building was nearly empty and had already been finely picked through. She needed to find the group from the alley because they seemed to know way more about what was going on then she did and she doubted she'd be able to survive alone for very long. Thankfully the building looked deserted and she managed to find a older looking folding knife that appeared to be starting to dull. Managing to get down onto the floor she grabbed the knife and held it tightly, to make sure she wouldn't drop it on her way back up. "I need to find a vehicle of sorts and try to catch up with them." She mumbled under her breathe.

He was minding his own, trying to make the most of the brief respite, tuning out the chatter until the driver spoke of looking for supplies and stopped the truck.

He'd grunt in response and hop out, keeping his gun on his back, pulling the trench knife from his waist "we left a child back at the store, may be dead" he said to Freya, staying behind her, if things went south, he wanted to be with the person with keys.

Walker stumbled out into the main street that lead to the entrance of the old tool store. She saw a small heard maybe three stores down, she ducked behind a scrawny tree planted just outside the store. She saw them turn towards her as she accidentally kicked a pebble onto the street that clanked on a pot hole cover. Holding her breathe she peeked around the scrawny tree to see them slowly shuffling over, there appeared to be about five of them and one of her. Tucking back behind the tree she looked around for somewhere safe to hide, she saw a handful of vehicles scattered around the road up ahead almost two blocks away and knew she couldn't make it with her hurt hip if they followed her. She also realized the possibility that they may have already been siphoned meaning she couldn't drive away either. Rising to her feet while pushing up against the tree for support her knife was still attached to her hand thankfully. Knowing it was now or never she weakly ran towards the tool shop stumbling and nearly falling flat on her face.

Yanking open the door she heard the small bell above the door chime and the infected quickly shuffled towards her. Attatching the knife to her pants with a stray hair elastic attached to her wrist, she ducked inside and painfully trying to pick up one of the shelfs to block the door but it was useless, she needed to block the door and fast. Flipping the lock she managed to push a ladder painfully slowly across the door, and stacked a handful of nail buckets against it as well.

She collapsed against the door and realized she was exhausted and starting to grow hungry, pounding began at the door behind her and she realized they were trying to get in. Her pulse quickened and cold sweat began beading on her fore head. Practically dragging herself through the chaos of fallen shelves she managed to reach the back door and threw it open, with her goal in mind to search the vehicles and try to catch up with the strangers. Making it to the corner of the store she saw them pounding at the entrance she made sure they were distracted enough before heading down the street.

Within a minute or two they were through the entrance and into the building. Just as she crossed the street to where all the vehicles where sitting, an infected came around the corner and grabbed her by the shoulder and tried to bit her neck, she pushed him back from her neck with one hand and used the other trying to loosen the hair elastic holding the knife in place. She panicked the elastic was stuck, he started making strange moaning, growling sounds trying to bite her hand now. When she thought it was too late she finally freed her knife and stabbed him in the shoulder not doing much, blood began to fall from the small wound she caused and it dripped onto her coat. She closed her eyes and began blindly stabbing at him and crying till she felt the infected male fall limp and opened her eyes to see him collapse. Blood was sprayed over her hair, face, clothes, and her knife was drenched in his thick rich blood. Holding a hand over her mouth she muffled her sobs and wiped the blood from her forehead with her other hands forearm. Shakily she attempted running towards the vehicles but ended up just awkwardly limp walking quickly. She noticed all the vehicles had their gas caps off, "Damn." She stated, a rather loud group of strange grunting and moaning she heard coming form behind her. She turned around and saw maybe fifty infected heading right towards her, she needed a car and needed one now.

Parked four cars down was a 2000 Chevy Silverado appearing to still have its gas cap on although that doesn't mean it was out of gas. She grunted with every step she took towards the truck, till finally she reached the tail gate and held onto it for balance. Dragging herself along the trucks edge to the passenger door she opened it and threw herself inside, upon closing the door she couldn't see any keys inside. Looking back in the rear view mirror they were heading quickly towards her, she pulled open the glove box and nothing she looked under the passenger mat then slide over to the drivers side. Lifting up that mat on the drivers side she found the keys, there was three on the ring and she only had a minute to get out of there before the truck was surronded. After trying the second key she heard the car putter but then turn off again, "No, not right now come on!" She angerliy grunted while trying the key again she finally managed to keep it running and saw there was around one fourth of the gas left. She speed out of there leaving the heard as far behind as possible and turned onto the street she last saw the others head away on.

Miko looked at Bryon and nodded in agreement that she may be dead, he sighed and turned in the direction they came from before speaking "I'll go see if I can either dig up a corpse or the live girl" he noticed and glass bottle on the ground in front of him as he walked away a picked it up figuring it may come in handy.

As he walked he thought to himself about ditching the group with a voice saying he'll go soft and end up getting killed for them, after only a few minutes of walking he blocked it all out and came to a stop at the sound of what seemed to be a car nearby. The sound of the car was drained out once he heard the footsteps on an infected behind him, he turned to face it and noticed a collapsed metal bar fence beside them, once it got close and raised its arms to grab Miko he moved to its side and kicked it into the spikes on the fence impaling it in place as it growled from the impact.

Walker sped down the street as fast as she could knowing that the horde behind her was growing rapidly and would be behind her in no time. Checking her rear view mirror she was fine for now but needed to worn the group that they needed to leave this town and fast. She swore up ahead she saw someone, they seemed familiar she remembered seeing them for a moment with the rest of the group from the alley. She slammed on the breaks just barely passing him and threw open the passenger door. "We need to go now, theres a huge horde behind us, and it's growing quickly."

Ake shrugged at Mako's sarcastic look. He tinkered with the tomahawk resting on his hip to make sure it was secure.

He followed Sam and Mako out the truck and nursed his shoulders. He sat on the doorway of the truck, went through his single shoulder bag. He drank the last of the water left in his canteen.

Ake looked through his bag for a knife and found a butter knife that she could use, he chuckled, it was better than nothing "here Sam, you could drop a few with this" he smiled walking over to her and placing it in her hands.

He grabbed the nearby duffelbag and looked around for an unusual spot. If anything valuable is ever hidden, it's in weird and hidden places. "I bet I can find ammo and guns in the apartments above the shops" he made a small gesture fixing the duffel over his smaller, single shoulder bag.

He spotted a route into one apartment that was to the right of the truck. The bedroom window was wide open.


He climbed onto the truck. The distance between the truck and the window is small but he can make it. His clans specialty was Agility.

He took a few steps back, gave himself a running start and kept into the window with grace and barely any noise "I'll toss out what I get" he said poking his head out of the window to the guys below.

Miko moved to the side out of the road to get out of the way of the car, looking in he recognized the girl driving as the one that got left behind, he looked at the passenger seat and snared under his mask just at the thought of getting into a space that confined with someone he didn't know alone.

He looked over in the distance behind her and only just made out a few infected going in their direction and decided to hop in taking his backpack and Mosin rifle off his shoulder and onto the floor in front of him closing the door however resting his head against the passenger side door window "we stopped just a couple blocks down from here and then right"

"Alright." Walker drove away quickly realizing how strange it was having no idea who this person really was, they could really be anyone. "Im walker." She blurted out as she picked up speed a bit, she wanted to make sure she left enough distance between them and the infected that everyone could have a couple minutes before they caught up.