Dimitri sat relaxingly on a worn out wooden bench within the concrete walls of Feran. He was gazing out down a very long, worn, cracked street, which extended seemingly endlessly. He was sweating slightly from the warm sun. He was currently on break, resting from a pretty busy morning of Guard duty. He was one of the few guards at Feran. The Wastelanders killed off the unskilled quickly. Skill, however, was something Dimitri seldom lacked when it came to combat. Born and raised in a wastelandish environment, fighting for survival gave him skills beyond that of any training program.

He took a drink from his soda. It was warm, but it tasted good. There wasn't much to drink in a wasteland and warm soda beat warm water. There was actually no shortage of food and drinks, because most all of it was in can form and protected among the rubble, and there was a lot of rubble.

He crushed the can in his hand when it was empty, and threw it into a nearby wire mesh wastecan. Truthfully it was more of a recycling can, because most everything was recycled, and reused, to prolong the amount of supplies the citizens of Feran have. Dimitri let out a sigh. He could hear the screams of an old man far off in the distance, followed by a ghastly scream. The wastelanders let out said screams when they find food. When they find isolated people. Dimitri bothered not to go help, there was nothing he could do. The screams were too far away. Besides, even if you're the best warrior in the lands, once a Wastelander screams to signal Food, you will die. The Wastelander population far superseded that of the Humans. He stood up and stretched. It was almost time to get back to guard duty.

Gears could hear their footsteps behind him as he ran. Axel moved up beside him and barked, warning the old man of what he already knew... They were gaining on him. Gears quickly changed direction, hoping to confuse them. He always heard stories of them tearing people apart, but never ones of scavengers escaping. He dove behind a heap of rubble and pressed his back against it. From his pack, he unearthed his sawn-off and flicked it open to check the barrels. Both contained 12 gauge slugs.

"Axel... Stay quiet, boy" He whispered to his friend.

The dog stood at attention, his tail wagging slightly. Gears peeked out from behind the debris, and when it seemed clear, the old man began his mad dash for Feran. The cries of Wastelanders echoed loudly behind him, pushing his tired boy to go into overdrive. As the main gate came into focus, a wastelander jumped down in front of him. Before it could attack, Axel pounced onto creature's back. It clawed at the dog violently, but it continued to hold on tightly.

"Axel! Down!" Screamed Gears.

The dog released and scampered away from the Waster, whose attention fell on the man again. However, Gears was at the ready and with a squeeze, turned the creatures head into chunks of soggy red matter.

"Take that! Fuck with me, will ya!?" He laughed, continuing towards the gate.

At the top, he could see a man standing. He began waving his arms and shouting. If this guy didn't open the gate, Gears was done for.

Dimitri made a dash for the gates as he saw a man running towards them, accompanied by his canine friend. The gates were made of vertical tungsten bars, mind you, so they -are- see through. The bars were closely packed together, maybe a three inch gap, to ensure nothing slips through. The man began signaling the gatekeeper to open, who was rather uneasy at first due to the numbers of Wastelanders. Dimitri climbbed a steel ladder up to the top of the wall, and began firing at the Wasters behind the man who were following.

"Open the gates, comrade!" He said to the gatekeeper, his faint Russian accent slipping into his voice. "Just enough for them to slip through, then close it!"
The gatekeeper nodded and spun a large metal wheel like contraption, which slid one half of the gates open about two feet. Barely enough to fit in, but just enough to close quickly. He took aim at a particularly fast Waster which very long legs, a Sprinter, and unloaded about twelve rounds into it's chest. It fell dead, skidding across the concrete lining the ground. The other Wasters stopped near immediately, taking steps forward and backwards as if they were being pushed back.

They growled slightly, staring at the man. They knew better than to go near a city. They were still intelligent, and knew that attacking a city wasn't worth one man and a dog.

Church turned around and fired a burst from his M4 carbine,

"fuck theyre catching up!" he yelled at his driver jeffery,the wastelanders were chasing them and they needed to get to safety "look!" church yelled,he was pointing at a gate with a few men around it, "maybe theres a town or settlement or something there!" he said as he emptied a clip at the oncoming creatures.

"shit im out" he yelled as he sat back down "hurry and get us there!!"

"ok,hold onto something!" jeffery yelled as he slammed on the gas pedal,the jeep lurched forward toward the gate.Suddenly jeffery lost control of the jeep

"awww shit hang on!!!" the jeep flipped over throwing church and jeff out of the vehicle,jeff hit the ground hard and snapped his neck on a large rock.Church flew and slammed into a rock wall a couple meters from the gate he saw.
The last thing he remembered seeing before he slipped into unconciousness was the wastelanders closing in,then nothing...

When Gears was sure he was safe, he check on Axel, who was jumping about happily. The spunky mutt was just fine aside from a few scrapes. He was thrilled that his friend was alright. His next order of business was to thank the gentleman that helped him inside. When he turned to the man though, a large crash outside the city walls startled the old man and his canine. Smoking nearby was an overturned jeep. Two bodies were laying around, one of which was moving slightly.

"Holy shit! Look! That one there's moving! Get that god damn gate open, boy!" He called to the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper shook his head no and pointed to the approaching pack of Wasters.

"You opened it for an old bastard and his mutt and not an able bodied solider!? Open this fucking gate! I'll get go him myself!" Shouted Gears.

Dimitri pushed aside the gatekeeper and opened the gate. "Go get him! I'll hold them off!" He shouted, blasting his assault rifle at the newly enraged Wastelanders. The arrival of two new sources of food had encouraged them enough to storm towards the city. Dimitri didn't let off the trigger, unloading two full clips into the charging wasters. He pressed the clip release, dropped it to the floor and slid a new in it's place.

He glanced over the horizon. He could hear more growls and moans over the gunfire and footsteps. They were attracting too much attention, and if they didn't call this to an end soon there might be another Outpost Raid. An Outpost Raid is basically the equivalent of a fuckton of zombies attacking an outpost to consume everybody within, except Wasters are smarter. They can plan strategies.. although -how- is unsure, considering they don't have a strong language.

Dean bolted awake upon hearing the crash, and quite literallly leapt to his feet. He ran outside of his shelter and looked around, then saw a group of wastelanders outside the gate a short distance away. Dean quickly ran to the fence, hearing the arguement between the gatekeeper and Gears. He then saw Dimitri open the gate, then thought quickly. Gears was far slower than he was, so it'd probably make sense for him to go out there and rescue that survivor instead. "I'll go! Just hold the wastelanders off!" Dean shouted. Without a second thought, Dean bolted out the gate, and ran to the survivor.

Dean lifted the survivor to his shoulders, and noticed a Wastelander was charging at him. He pulled out his Colt and unloaded some rounds into its head, causing it to collapse before it could reach him. Now hindered by the weight of an extra body, Dean made his way back to the gate slowly. He finally got through the gate, and he yelled, "Close the gate!!" then brought the survivor to their Medical Officer.

(here goes an entry, I guess. Let me know if you want me to edit this post, like if you have some issues with it.)

Gears hurried under the small opening Dimitri had provided, Axel following close behind. As he neared the young man lying on the ground, he noticed The Wasters had already taken to the other man and were tearing him into pieces. Gears bent down and tapped the man in heavy armor on the side of the face.

"Come on! Wake up kid!" He yelled.

Suddenly, a large Waster with what looked to be horns, turned and leered at Gears.

"God dammit!" He cried, extending his gun and firing.

The Horned Waster flinched and cried out. Suddenly, a man appeared next to him. A strapping young lad who hoisted the unconscious man up. He followed the two inside, and the gate was shut. Gears looked at the boy and smiled.

"Glad you showed up sonny. I couldn't lift that heavy fucker" He laughed, and with that he collapsed. This was the most action the old timer had seen in years and he need to sleep, even if it was on the ground.

Eli heard commotion down the road, he began to sprint down the alley he was in. When he reached the end he saw that one of the gates was opened, and on the other side a shit ton of wasters. Eli ran up to Dimitri who used to be part of his unit, before he got transfered.

"Dimitri, whats happening?" he asked. He looked at the gate to see some injured soldiers approaching. He crouched down and took off his back pack getting his first aid kit ready. Dud was moving around frantically waiting for Eli to give him a job.

Church's eyes opened,his vision fought to clear itself.He didnt see much,he heard gunshots and those damned wastlanders,but everything was just so blurry.when his vision sort of cleared he saw Jeffery,his long time best friend laying there "jeff,you ok man?" he said in a faint voice,then he noticed it.Jeff's neck was bent at a weird angle and bone was sticking out of his neck.
"jeff?? JEFF!?! JEEEFFFF!!!!" he yelled,he knew his friend was dead,Church pulled his pistol and began firing at the oncoming wastelanders
"FUCK YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!!!" he continued to shout,Then he felt something huge land on him,whatever it was knocked the air out of him.He looked up and saw a wastelander on him,he felt the cold embrace of death already coming for him.He was about to shoot the thing when it struck him and knocked him out cold.

After bringing the survivor to the medical tent, Dean walked back over to gears, who had apparently passed out. "Oh, come on... again?" Dean said. He ran over to Gears and lifted him up, still a little tired of having to carry the survivor, then carried gears over to the medical tent as well. He deposited him on one of the few beds and let the medical officer tend to him, then ran to the gate, seeing how everyone was holding out with the remaining wastelanders. They were holding off fairly well, and there weren't many wastelanders left. Not moments later, those few stragglers were picked off. Dean relaxed, and said, "Good job, everyone." to everyone. After a moment of thought, Dean went up to Dimitri and said, "Open up the gate again. I'm gonna search the vehicle for any supplies or other stuff."

Midnight watched their fight from a distance; always from a distance. She sighed, shaking her head. Had she not been so shy, she might have gone down to try to help. But she didn't know any of them; even remotely. She sat on the rock she had been standing on, trying to make sense of the figures she could see. The concrete walls meant humans, of course; so it was probable humans running back and forth through the gate. She had to guess, because she was only watching from a distance. Maybe she'd find some bit of food there. She debated the odds of going down and actually finding food. The fact that there were other people there won, because they would need to feed those people.

She stood back up, looking over the concrete walls, looking for any other way in; perhaps uneven walls that would allow her to scale; a small hole she could slip through; maybe even another gate. She glanced at the wastelanders, deciding to wait until they had either gone...or had found her, so she could use that as an excuse to go through the gate.

Eli rushed over to the fallen soldiers, his medical kit was being carried by the little box robot that followed him called dud.
He rushed over to the medical tent, where two people had just been dropped off. "Hey my name's Eli gray, i'm a medic." He began to rip open the mans vest to check his vitals. "What happened? Do any of you know?" No one answered him.
Frantically performing first aid procedures to the guy's wounds, Eli noticed how old this man was. This guy was too old to be out there by himself what was he thinking?. As he kept checking out the old man he was relieved to find that he wasn't severely injured.

He moved on to the next guy, he looked like shit. Eli recognized him as a soldier in Feran, he had watched him survive many battles, to see him in such a condition made him un-easy. He performed the same tests, and procedures on the soldier. Except for a single piece of debris lodged in his arm, and a mild concussion, the guy turned out fine.
"Phew, that was a little scary, right dud?" He looked down at his assistant robot, which was spinning in circles buzzing with excitement.

Eli made his way to the tent opening, and looked around, there were a couple more soldiers out there. Everything was calming down.
He put his goggles on and looked at the wasters. A lot of dead bodies. But there was something odd in the distance, it looked like a person. He zoomed in more using his goggles. He caught a glimpse of a girl sitting on a rock, she didn't look like a soldier, and just as soon as he had seen her she moved from his line of sight and couldn't be found again.

Gears slowly opened his eyes and groaned, which was followed by a whimper from Axel. He put his hand on the old cur's head and smiled.

"I'm okay, boy. You think I'd leave you all alone? These people would eat you for sure!" He laughed and sat up. "Oh!? Am I in Feran? Where the hell am I?" Asked Gears to whoever would listen.

"Oh you're awake!" He quickly made his way over to the old man, "Be careful don't get up too quick. You passed out, and had a few scraped here and there but your'e all patched up now." Dud was looking at the man's dog intently. Eli grabbed a clipboard from beside the bed. "So welcome to Feran, my name is Eli Gray." He began writing the old man's injuries on the clipboard.

"Hot damn! Feran! Finally made it!" Gears said with a smile. He extended his hand to Eli, shaking it firmly. "I'm Gears and this is Axel" He said motioning to the dog. Axel sniffed at Dud with confusion. "Hey, nice goggles! You make those yourself?" Question Gears, ogling Eli's specs.

Eli was shocked that this man had so much energy, after all that happened. It relieved him though, he hated seeing people get hurt."Uh yeah, yeah i did," Eli took his goggles off and showed them to Gears. "Here look em over, but be careful they're damageable." Eli loved it when people admired his creations he got the biggest boost of confidence from it. "What happened out there? I barely got here and so much had already happened."

Midnight shook her head, suddenly indecisive. It looked like everyone had gone in already; and with that, the wastelanders certainlg had no reason to attack the group. To hang around, waiting to see whether or not someone came out, maybe, but little else. They were smart enough, she figured, to just walk away. ...And possibly towards her. That caused a bit of panic for her. She tried to calm herself, but it didn't work out so well for her. She swallowed, and settled herself down on the rock, leaning against a small portion of it. She would just wait until night...when she might be able to sneak in a bit easier...and without worrying about the wastelanders...or whether or not the people there would bother her. She made sure she wouldn't fall asleep, though; she didn't need to be snuck up on in the middle of her sleep.

Gears slowly examined the goggles. He was impressed. He had never seen another person even come close to him when it came to modifications. "This is... Night vision, ain't it?" Gears asked stunned. He looked up and could see Eli was still waiting for an answer about the events outside the gate. "Well, Sonny... I had a pack of Wasters on my tail, and some nice fella let me in. I'm thankful for that. Most people wouldn't have thought twice about letting an old man and his mutt get chewed" He joked, stretching. He checked his balance by putting his feet on the floor and then stood. An extended hand stopped Eli from sitting him back down. "I'm fine. I've seen much worse out there in the Wastes. I had a doctor friend tell me once that my quick recoveries are because of living a bit too close to some kind of radiation... But I'm not invincible, believe you me... Just a stubborn old fool" Gear said with a smile. The unconscious solider shifted a bit and sighed. "Now that boy came up right after me. Flipped his jeep and bumped his head, I think... Had a friend with him. He... Well, he didn't make it. After that, I guess all that action got the best of me and I woke up here" He explained to Eli.

After getting no response from Dimitri, Dean sighed. Instead of going through the gate, he just climbed it, and leapt down from the top. He ran over to the crashed vehicle, and started searching through it. He found mild firearms and a few grenades, which had thankfully not gone off during the crash. He grabbed the weapons and hooked them to his belt, along with the grenades, and now hindered by the weight, he walked over to the gate. Before he could climb the gate, a lone surviving wastelander leapt out of the shadows and pinned him to the ground. Dean tried to fight it off, but he wasn't strong enough to get it off, but he was strong enough to hold it off for a moment. "I need some help over here!" He yelled. Hopefully someone was watching.

"JEFF!" church's eyes flew open,he yelled for his friend."where is he? where am i?!!??" he didnt know what was going on,he just wanted to find jeffery,when he didnt get an answer he lept out of the bed and ran out of the room and out of the building searching for his friend.He ran to the front gate and yelled for it to be opened,the man refused
"god damn it fucking open the gate!" The man reluctantly open the gate and church slipped out
"wheres the jeep....JEFF!" he yelled "JEFF WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!" then he remembered...Jeff laying there with his neck broken.
"oh god...jeff..." he spyed the turned over jeep and ran over to it. "jeff,jeff!" he didnt find him...not even the body.He sat near the wreckage of his jeep and cried in his hands.He knew jeff for 20 years,ever since they were kids.They did everyhing together and just like that in a blink of an eye hes gone....Church slumped against a rock and stared at the sky...waiting for some kind of answer for what to do next..where to go...he had no idea what to do from here on out...

Church heard a comotion coming over from the gate,he peered over the rock and saw a watelander attacking a man.He scrambled over to the jeep and found his lockbox,he quickly opened it and pulled out his fathers .44 magnum.He ran over to an open area and yelled
"hey bastard look over here" the wastelander turned and faced him,it presented its face as a target and emptied all six rounds into the monsters face,the thing dropped dead in fron of him.

Eli put the clip board down on the bed. He looked at the old man's goggles, they where old and dirty, cracks, in a lot of places. He loked at the other patient behind gears and went to help him. Before he even had the chance to react the other patient flew up from his bed and ran outside. Dud was hiding under one of the bed's scared by the guy's sudden reaction. "Whoa, what, what he..." Eli decided it would be best to leave him be, the guy frightened him. Eli sighed, " hes a tough guy, i'm sure he will get over it, hes going through shock and even though im a medic i cant help him deal with that, besides, i don't do well in situations like that."

He looked back at Gears, who was incredibly preoccupied with his goggles. "Hey gears, if you want you could have that pair, my best pair is being held by Dud over there, i made him too. Lets step out of this tent, the smell of blood makes me uneasy." He walked toward=ds the opening of the tent, grabbing his extra set of goggles from Dud, and putting them on.

Some stranger had shot the wastelander, and Dean didn't care who it was, just that he was alive. Dean leapt to his feet and turned to the stranger, then walked over to him. This was the man he had put in the medical tent earlier... well, nice to see he's doing OK. "Many thanks. I thought I was a goner!" Dean said to the stranger. "Whatsay we head back inside, before any other wastelanders attack, hm?" With that, Dean walked back to the now opened gate, walked through, and deposited the weapons he had grabbed in the armory. He turned to the stranger who, obviously, had followed him inside, and asked, "So, care to explain what you were doing out there in the wasteland?" Dean was curious as to how he had gotten out there, and why. Why would he want to go out there, especially with all those horrible creatures running around?

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Gears was stunned! Not only had someone actually put themselves in danger to save him, but now this fine engineer had given him a new pair of goggles! He removed his old ones and placed them in his pack. They had been through a lot and he wasn't about to just throw them out. The newer pair felt right at home on his noggin. "You say you built that little bugger?" He asked pointing down at Dud as he followed Eli outside.

As they walked outside most of the chaos was over, the soldiers were leaving and the gate was finally closed.
He looked at Dud, who at the moment was mimicking Axel, and "trying" to smell his butt. He let out a cheerful laugh, "Yeah i built him, but the little bugger didn't do what he was supposed to. He was supposed blow up, but when the fight was over the little guy came over to me and well, i couldn't destroy him. So i fixed him up and now hes my partner. You sure are interested in this stuff." He looked at Gears new pair of goggles, they fit him nicely. Eli felt like he was making a good friend. He remembered the girl he saw and turned to Dud and whispered "Hey could you go out there and check to see if theres still someone out there?" The little robot beeped, and ran off on his mission. Outside the city the little robot moved quietly towards a girl sitting on a rock.