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Arella Hawthorne

"If you're interested in staying alive... Don't trust anyone."

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a character in “Survive The New World”, as played by Hazel2468

Description

Name: Arella Hawthorne

Age: 20 years old

Birthday: January 31st

Physical Description: Arella is only five feet, three inches tall, with hazel eyes and short, dark brown hair. She has fair skin, and nothing too notable except for a small scar on her right cheek. She is sturdily built, and ideal for slipping unseen through alleyways and up fire escapes.

Personality: Arella works on a code of solitary travel. She is resistant to other human survivors, as she believes that others cannot be trusted. She is harsh and sarcastic, especially to new people. She has very few friends, but those who she is willing to trust get to see a very different side of her. She is loyal and funny and, when push come to shove, will defend those close to her.

Background: Arella was the child of a prominent drug dealer in New York City and a poor woman. Her father ran off when she was very young, and her mother was battling with alcoholism, leaving Arella to fend for herself from an early age. She managed to keep to herself, moving silently through school with very few close friends. Her mother always had wanted for her daughter to complete high school. Unfortunately, when Arella was 15, the outbreak began, and she was forced to go into hiding with her mother. They remained safe for two years, but when Arella was seventeen, her mother passed away due to illness. She found herself alone, in a city filled with the undead. She managed to remain in the apartment where she and her mother had hidden for a period of just a few months when a group of human raiders in invaded her area of city and discovered her hiding place. She has been on her own for a few years, surviving by stealing what she needs from other humans and remaining hidden. But recently, there have been rumors of a Colony, and Arella knows that her only hope for getting there is to cast her lot with other survivors... So long as she watches her back.

Equipment and Abilities: Arella is perfectly built for being a cat-burglar. She is adept in the art of lock-picking, and knows her way around the city like the back of her hand. If you want to get away from the undead without a fight, follow Arella. She may seem to wander and rush aimlessly, but there is a method to her madness. She is handy with a knife and quick on her feet. Not only that, but she also knows how to drive a hard bargain when it comes to trading.

So begins...

Arella Hawthorne's Story

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Arella hissed under her breath, cleaning beneath her fingernails with the tip of her dagger. She was crouched on the fire escape of a crumbling apartment complex, watching a Z shamble around beneath her, unaware of her presence. God, she hated the Zs. The way they smelled, the way they shuffled about, grunting and groaning. Still, she supposed, the undead were better than the living any day. With a sigh she rummaged in her pack, relying on touch while keeping her eyes on the Z below. The last house she had ransacked had been well stocked- the basement full of cans of fruit and beans, and packets of jerky. Enough to keep her going for days, maybe even a couple of weeks.

Somewhere in the distance, a gunshot rang out, and Arella groaned. Other humans. But still... If she was ever going to make it to the Colony she had heard so much about, she would need help and protection. Quickly, she pierced a can with the tip of her blade. Canned juice, stored in case of disaster.

"Well, at least I'm putting it to good use." she muttered under her breath, taking a swig. It was cloying and sweet and tasted of the metal inside of the can, but it beat the dirty gutter water running in the streets. Maybe, if she got her hands on some iodine tablets or some paraffin....

Another gunshot. Arella drained the can and then dropped it down into the street. The Z looked at it with a curious moan, and Arella lobbed a stray brick at its head. The creature fell, its head caved in, and she smirked. Whoever was out there shooting, finding them could be her best chance of finally making it to safety. Slinging her bag onto her shoulder she stood, and clambered to the ground, keeping one hand on her dagger. You never know who you could meet out there...

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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The stupidity of others almost made Arella ashamed to be human. She had followed the noise and discovered a band of survivors, like her. Still... Trust was a rare commodity, and all of them seemed to be armed. One even had a bow, something that her little dagger would stand a snowball's chance in Hell against. So instead of marching up and introducing herself, like the well-dressed one had, she kept back, watching them from the cover of a nearby building. Of course, when the little kid wandered towards the store, she had to resist the urge to shout. That much food, out in the open like that... It was strange. And the strange was not to be trusted.

As usual, she was right. The store was a trap, though Arella couldn't help but wonder who had the time to set something like that up with all the Zs around. As much as she wanted to help (The poor people were out numbered) she knew that blindly rushing in during an attack was a surefire way to get killed. If one of them mistook her for a Z, she would be dead before she could say "hi". So she did what she did best- she stayed still and waited. But there was just so much food in that store... And you could never have enough. Not to mention that there was a packet of sugar wafers on one of the shelves. God, how long had it been since she's had one of those? As the fight raged on, Arella crept closer, ducking behind several upturned trashcans and wincing as several rats scurried away into the street. But no one seemed to notice.

"You two! We had better make tracks, or else this will become seriously aesthetically unpleasing!" The well-dressed one shouted. Now that she was closer, Arella could see that he was Korean, or something like that. Being politically correct had been dropped to the bottom of her priorities list once the dead began to walk. She moved closer, but at that moment a Z appeared from a nearby ally, it's mouth open and its rotting arms extending towards her. She shrieked and rolled away as it grabbed at her, managing to grasp the back of her jacket. Drawing her knife, she sliced off several of its fingers and wormed away. There was an iron bar on the ground next to her, and she grabbed it, swinging it at the Z's head. It faltered, and she struck again, stopping only when the corpse fell to the ground, unmoving.

"Frickin' Z." She cursed. Standing up straight, she dropped the bar, then turned. Everyone's eyes were on her, and the boy had his crossbow directed at her face. Quickly, she sheathed her knife, held up her hands in a gesture of surrender, and said the only thing that came to her mind.

"It's okay. I'm nice!"

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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James had stood a little ways off with Uncle Luke, not really paying attention. It was something he was doing more and more now and he knew it was foolish. If he spaced out and a zombie attacked him, he was dead or worse, infected. Nonetheless, he snapped out of it when he heard the radio in the distance and the telltale groan of the zombies.

"Today here, we have a band of survivors against a zombie hoard! Will humanity prevail? Or will the zombies increase in numbers!! Let's find out!"

"Fucking assholes!" he cursed, recognized the radio. What kind of sick bastard set up these traps anyway? He did not know, but it was a sad fact of life that although the zombies ended civilization, some humans were worse. He gripped his bat in one hand and held his pistol in another as he rushed over to the commotion. It seemed that the group had taken care of most of them and were unharmed, which was a relief. There was even a new girl. He raised an eyebrow, but before he cold say anything, another one rushed behind her back and he fired his pistol at its ankle, making it stumble before swinging his bat, breaking its neck.

"We need to leave. Now," he said shortly. He glanced at the new girl but said nothing. Introductions cold wait for later.

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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As others came to help, a zombie came out of nowhere and tackled him, biting and knowing at him. Derek used his forearm to block it while he stabbed it in the eye. He put two more arrows into the zombies, to help Jess. That is when the voice appeared again, this time using some sort of speaker system to make it impossible to pinpoint the exact location.

"Well well well. Looks like the survivors are surviving, if only barely. How to make this more fun...oh, I know. I can offer you a drink!"

Just then, although Derek could not see from where, Molotovs seemingly fell from the sky. Now, while fire seemed like it was a good idea against zombies, it wasn't. Not unless it burned them quick enough. In fact, it only made zombies more dangerous, because it was impossible to fight a flaming zombie close up. You would get burned or set in fire.

Derek had to resort to his arrows to deal with them. But this psychopath attacking them all was only going to make things worse. There were too many zombies to deal with, however.

He felt like shit though. So many zombies, they couldn't just keep up the fighting. He put two more zombies down, but his muscles were starting to ache. We need to get out of here...

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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Arella swore aloud when she was the Molotovs coming down on them.

"Who the frick has time to put together shit like this?!" she asked, jumping to the side to avoid one of the flaming bottles. The boy was taking them out the Zs with his arrows, but flaming corpses were much harder to deal with than the normal ones. She took up another iron bar and swung at an advancing Z. It fell, skull crushed, and she turned to the next one. Unfortunetly, this one was aflame, and she narrowly dodged having her hair scorched. "If we're going to survive this, we have to run, now!" she started off in the direction of one her favorite alleyways, but noticed that no one was following. They didn't trust her- and with good reason. She wouldn't trust a random person running down the street to keep her alive when there was potential loot to be had. "Look, if you want to live... You better keep up. You lot coming?"

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Tyler Jackson Character Portrait: Yagami Asakusa Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne Character Portrait: Darren Evans

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Yagami Asakusa, Darren Evans

"You know, Mummy told me not to talk to strangers...." The man sniggered sharply, 'greeting' Yagami with a smirk. "Do I look like I have company to you?" He explained, giving a gesture of the lack of living by moving his palm. "You know I have heard guys like you taking survivors as unwilling test subjects, why should I trust you? Huh?"

Yagami raised his eyebrow inquisitively. This man was strange indeed. Yagami listened as Darren commented via Yagami’s ear piece, “I told you some of the people you’ll encounter aren’t all there in the head Yagami. However ask him what he knows about these kidnappings and experiments he’ mentioned.”

“I understand your apprehension in trusting me. But what you said about people testing on survivors is news to me. No one has been allowed authorized entry into this country for about five years now. Proposition 54 was just passed yesterday. So anyone who’s entered this country between five years ago and yesterday, without authorization, is suspect. What have you heard regarding this, do you know anything more?” Yagami asked the man standing before him.

Darren pondered the situation further. It seemed that the missile attacks on United States that caused the Z-Virus outbreak might not have simply been an act of desperation by Terrorists but a preliminary to bio-chemical testing.


Izumi Tachikawa

There was so much going on. Izumi noticed a fragment of a zombie’s skull lying on the ground. In the heat of the moment he quickly placed the fragment on a small carry case for samples that he was to collect. Given that there was so much happening around them, no one would have noticed his quick movement to collect the fragment and conceal it, the others had their own problems to deal with.

Another young woman found herself stumbling into the mix. Izumi pointed his crossbow at the young lady only initially. One could never be too sure if what was coming at you was a zombie of not until proper inspection was given. When the young woman spoke saying, "It's okay. I'm nice!"

Izumi lifted his crossbow from being pointed at her and apologized. “Sorry about that. One can never be too careful wouldn’t you agree?” Izumi flashed the young woman a quick smirk. To most others, Izumi was like a cat, seemingly always displaying some sense of balance in a situation.

Izumi then heard the voice over the speaker sound once more. "Well well well. Looks like the survivors are surviving, if only barely. How to make this more fun...oh, I know. I can offer you a drink!" The voice rang out from many different directions.

Izumi frowned for the first time since touching down in the zombie infested land. “Someone’s definitely playing a sick and twisted game here.” He said. He knew Simmons hadn’t set something like this up. It was far too contrary to his style of doing things. Simmons would also never put Izumi in such a situation without having carefully planned things out with him. Whoever was behind this was becoming a high priority for investigation. Molotovs fell from the air as the zombies that remained continued to attack.

Izumi saw the young boy taking action and firing arrows at the zombies. “Isn’t he quick on his feet? I like that.” Izumi said quietly to himself. Izumi also began to fire at the burning zombies with cross bow bolts. Their numbers didn’t seem to decrease much. This wasn’t going to end well if they didn’t run.

"Who the frick has time to put together shit like this?!" the second young woman asked, jumping to the side to avoid one of the flaming bottles.

“One sick bastard.” Izumi replied as he took out a black handgun and fired shots at the burning zombies that attacked them. Izumi felt it was safe to use the gun now seeing that there was already so much noise about at the moment, it didn’t really make much of a difference to try to be silent or not.

"If we're going to survive this, we have to run, now!" she started off in the direction of one her favorite alleyways, but noticed that no one was following. "Look, if you want to live... You better keep up. You lot coming?" the brunette said to the group.

Izumi looked over in her direction, “You can count me in. I have no further intention to continue playing this lunatic’s game.” Izumi then turned to the others. “I think we’d benefit by sticking together with situations like this possibly occurring again. You’d be wise to make a run for it too.” Izumi then followed the young woman. He stopped to see if the others were following as well. He didn’t want to leave anyone behind.

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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"Well well well. Looks like the survivors are surviving, if only barely. How to make this more fun...oh, I know. I can offer you a drink!" the voice shouted and Jessica's eyes widen as fire rained down on them . "Dammit all!" She barked as she ran through the burning zombies. She grabbed up Derek, he was beginning to look very weak. She toss him over her shoulder and started out the exit just as a brunette shouted out "Look, if you want to live... You better keep up. You lot coming?"

Jessica didn't need to be told twice as she followed the girl along. She ran as fast as she could before her legs gave out, thankfully she and Derek were a good ways away.
She set him down and caught her breath. "What in the good fuck was that all about?" She panted, " You okay, Dee?" She asked him, then signed it. He wasn't deaf, she knew that but with all the chaos that was going on, she wouldn't be surprised if he was now. She checked for bite marks and an other injuries. Nothing. Thank God.
"All Clear."


( this is gonna be short, I'm having a bit of writer's block._.)

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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Derek, clear of zombies, continued to pick them off from afar, as well as retrieving several arrows he fired. However, he momentairily panicked when someone picked him up. Luckily he realized it was Jess before he kicked her in the face. However, he couldn't help but vomit a little. He was half upside down and moving. Not a good combo. He managed to not vomit on Jess at least though.

When she put him down, she checked herself for bitemarks. He looked around, to see if any zombies were present, but he couldn't see any. He put his knife away, and felt some pain in his arm. He extended it to look at it. There was blood on it. His blood. He was bitten. (Kinda what happens when you get swarmed by zombies. He isn't some super elite commando with armor. Oh well,time for backup character I guess. >.>)

He backed away from the rest of the group whether they had noticed or not. He quickly reached for his knife, but before he could he started convulsing.

He fell to the floor, convulsing and spazzing out of control. This was the second stage of the infection. The first was fatigue and muscle aches. The second stage was the spazzing, convulsing, and healing. It's why crippled people who were infected were able to walk and run so well. The spazzing and convulsing were just side affects of the rapid healing. It healed every part of your body before the second part of the virus activated.

(Taking a bit from what you wrote in Izumi's history for this part)

There were two parts of the virus. The first part, on it's own, was beneficial and helpful. It healed. The second part is the weapon. It turned people into monsters. However, the second part is useless without the first part. On its own, the second part of the virus can't spread from human to human. It was also far more likely to be rooted out and destroyed by common white blood cells, turning it from a 100% chance of infection to a 20% chance. And it would be unable to spread effectively.

And now came the third stage. Death. Derek was dead on the ground, lifeless. Sure, the virus would bring him back, but his heart would not beat, and his lungs would not take breath. And soon, the forth stage would come.

Derek shot up off the ground. And he took a breath. (Wait, wut? 'Baaane, you said he was dead!'. No. Go back and read. I said he got swarmed by zombies. Didn't say anything about death).

This was impossible. Derek was clearly infected. His wounds healed. He even died. He should be a zombie. But instead, he had come back to life. His wounds were healed. He was back to full health. Oddly enough, he still seemed to be unable to speak. But how? What made him so special that he was immune?

Simple. Genetics. He had a random part of his genetic code, that maybe five people total have in the world. This one random bit of genetic code, hidden in the junk DNA, made his body produce a very specific white blood cell. Now, this white blood cell was useless really. It didn't do anything. Or, at least it didn't used to. But when the virus was released, it's purpose was revealed. This particular white blood cell destroyed only the second part of the infection. The weapon. It made the virus what it was originally supposed to be. A way to heal others. The first time someone with this white blood cell would be infected, they would stay dead for about an hour. The next time, a few seconds. After that, it would just heal them, getting less painful each time.

Of course, no one knew this. It would be a surprise for them. But more importantly, Derek was immune. It made him the most valuable person of the group for several reasons. Being immune, he should be the one to enter buildings first and open the doors, because if he got bit, no problem. He wouldn't die. Hell, he would be healed. If you injected him with blood from a zombie, it would heal him.

Secondly, it made him valuable because he could be used to find a cure, or at least a vaccination. No more becoming infected. The humans could retake their cities, go deeper into compounds, go into more zombie infested areas. Of course, theoretically, it could also be used to find a way to control the zombies and effectively use them as a weapon. But that could only lead to abuse of power, tyranny, and suffering, because it would only take one man obsessed with greed or power to do this, and who wants that? No one good, that is for sure.

As Derek looked at everyone, only one thought raced through his mind. Why the fuck am I not dead?

(That was a big one. Whew)

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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Jessica Matthews
Not Gonna Get Us- TaTu



ImageJessica watched in horror as Derek looked at his arm.

"no." She said, shaking her head. "no no no no no..." She said again and tears started streaming down her face. "Oh Dee, No..." She said as she moved toward him. He moved back and dropped them down to the ground, convulsing. She walked up to him, she was a nurse, she knew what she should do, in case of a seizure. She turned him on his side but then he went still. Too Still. Jessica let off a horrified scream as she dropped her head on his chest.

That was it, She was going to kill herself. She couldn't survive without Derek. He was her reason to continue but with him gone, there was no need.

She'd kill them both, She wouldn't let him turn. He didn't deserve that. She moved her head to the side of his, tears streaming down her face still. "I'm Sorry, Dee." She sobbed and grabbed her tanto, She would stab through her head and his, killing them both permanently. Just as she rose her hand, Derek popped up and Jessica rolled onto her back. Her eyes were wide.

"Dee?" She peeped. If he turned, she's still continued her trip to Hell but the look on his face was very alive and very Derek. She smiled through her tears and didn't give a damn how or why, she had her kid back. He was confused but she didn't care at this point.

"I don't know, Dee, I don't know, and I don't care!" She cried and pulled him into a hug and held him tight and sobbed in relief. "You almost left me, Kiddo..." She whimpered softly. "You scared me..." She said, so low that only he would hear.

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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Arella watched as the boy sat back up, and the black-haired girl embraced him tightly. She was so sure that he had been bitten- and a bite meant death. But there he was, tears welling up in his eyes and looking very much alive. Everyone was gathering in a cluster, watching as the boy got to his feet. The relieved expression on his companion's face made Arella smile a little, but the loud groan of a zombie distracted her and she gripped the handle of the knife.

"The kid is fine, But if we don't keep moving, none of us will be alive for much longer." she started back down the alley, aware of the group as they followed. The Zs were coming, quickly, and her gaze lit upon a disused, but rather sturdy looking fire escape. "Let's get to high ground." She hoisted herself up onto a discarded crate and leapt for the ladder. She caught the very last rusted metal rung, and the ladder clanked as it descended. "Everyone, up, now!" she said, waving the rest of the group forward. Scooping up a large stone, she hurled it at an approaching Z, and the corpse fell back. The boy was the last up the ladder, and Arella managed a glance at his arm. There was a bite mark, clear as day, still bloody. It made no sense. By all accounts, the boy should already be a Z, undead and craving their flesh. But as he scrabbled up onto the first level after the others, his movements were fluid and alive, nothing like the jerky motions of the Zs amassing at the mouth of the alley. Arella pulled herself up onto the platform and started to haul the ladder back up into place.

"We can get through the building. There's an abandoned apartment next door that I know for sure is safe." She glanced at the window next to her. She couldn't see into the building past all of the grime and dirt, but she thought she could hear the shuffling of corpses inside. "There shouldn't be too many Zs in here... If we get past them, it's a straight shot next door." Arella looked at the group- everyone was ragged and looked exhausted, but they still had the flames of a fight burning in their eyes. "Do you think that we can do this?" She asked.

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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Izumi Tachikawa

Izumi watched closely as it was discovered that Derek had been bitten. The dark haired young woman was in great distress as she should be. Anyone bitten by a zombie was fated to become one. But the boy’s symptoms were drastically different. He was showing signs of the vaccine that Izumi originally created before the virus was affixed to it. Izumi smiled as this boy had proven that there was indeed hope of counteracting the virus. Perhaps Izumi had a chance to make things right. But that all depended on protecting this child.

Another thought crossed Izumi’s mind, that was Simmons… If Simmons found out about Derek, he’d want to procure him and either test on him to create an even stronger and deadlier virus or kill the boy so that no one could produce a cure for it. Izumi realized that he needed to keep the kid safe but that wouldn’t be easy due to the boy’s obvious lack of trust in everyone but the dark haired woman. Izumi decided to keep this little miracle from Simmons’ attention for now. Who knows if there are other survivors that are similar to Derek’s case.

The Zombies poured into the ally and they needed an escape. As the others climbed up the fire escape Izumi grappled up to the top of the fire escape. The brunet informed the group that she knew of a safe place. However there was still a little fighting ahead before they reach said place. Izumi wasn’t so bad off from the last scuffle so he was alright to continue. “I’m fine to continue forward.” Izumi said with a quick smile. He turned toward Derek, “You’re one walking miracle if I’ve ever saw one young man. With blood like that running through you, you could be the answer to a lot of this insanity. However don’t think you can sail easy. Just because you can’t be turned doesn’t mean you can’t be killed. Just don’t become careless okay.” Izumi said to Derek gently as he smiled. Derek sparked a bit of hope in Izumi that he had not felt in some time.

Izumi also did not forget his other task and that was to test out another strand of the Z-virus on a few survivors. On him he carried a few syringes that held strands of the 2nd stage Z-Virus. These would turn any human into something far worse than any normal zombie. It would most likely be far more grotesque and deadly. Izumi himself didn’t know what exactly would happen. He really hated that he had to administer such a disgusting thing to anyone but his arm was still being twisted by his lover Fredrick Simmons. One thing Izumi decided was that he would not use the test formulas on the group he was traveling with and try his best to look after them. However anyone that tried to cross the group would find themselves a more suitable candidate for monster-hood.

Izumi pulled out his hand held computer and began typing a message. “It looks like someone is toying with the survivors in a very sick way here. We were set up and someone’s audible voice presented the situation via recording like a game show challenge. You didn’t have anything to do with this did you Simmons? If so, I might have to rebel a bit.” Izumi sent the message.

Simmons’ reply was prompt. “Unfortunately my love that was not of my doing so you must be extra careful from here on out. It seems other forces are at work here. Whoever set that up must be trying to run their own experiments on the survivors, the more bitten the easier it is to find an anomaly among them. Was anyone bitten in the group Izumi?” Simmons asked in the message.

Izumi thought for a second. Should he lie to Simmons or be honest and risk making Derek into a target? “No, everyone made it out without a scratch fortunately. Sorry Love.” Izumi opted to lie to Simmons about Derek’s bite.

“Alright. Remain as vigilant as always kitten. I shall make my appearance to the BCMO’s Canadian Headquarters and set up phase two. I love you Izumi.” The messages deleted promptly and Izumi continued onward with the group. Things would become more difficult than he originally figured they would it seems.

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne

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Derek was at a loss for words still. Granted he couldn't speak still, which annoyed him, because everything else healed (even the slight pain in his foot he had been ignoring for the past week). However, Izumi was partially right. Derek could never be turned, by the virus or any of it's spin off strains. However, it did make it harder to kill him in a way. He can never die to zombies, not unless they completely devoured him. He could still die though to gunshots and what not, though if he was injected with infected blood soon enough after death, it could revive him. Derek wasn't immortal, but he had a far better hence then anyone else in the group. Seeing as how he did not have symbols for half the things he wanted to say, he took out his notebook, flipped to the last page, and wrote something, and showed it to them. "So apparently I am immune to the virus. In fact, it healed everything except my voice. So apparently the virus heals me. Now, can we get out of here before this guy tries to kill us again?"

The silence was soon broken again by the psycho. "What the...what the fuck! You got bit! You were infected! Why the fuck are you not dead?! You're supposed to be dead boy! You cheated! No one cheats in my competitions! No one fucking cheats me!! You know what happens to fucking cheaters?! They get eliminated!! Fucking cheater!!! You are getting eliminated!!"

Whoever this psychopath was, it seemed Derek's immunity drove him further insane. Derek took out his bow, and loaded an arrow. He wasn't able to get them all back from before however, so he only had 34 now. He could not see this guy, but he quickly realized they were out in the open on a roof, and he could attack from anywhere. We need to move, quickly...

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Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Yagami Asakusa Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne Character Portrait: Darren Evans

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Yagami Asakusa, Darren Evans


Yagami listened to the young man as they stood on the rooftop. This guy was somewhat strange. He should have taken Darren’s warning a bit more seriously. However he took it to heart now.

"Of course I don't trust you, you just wandered up to me with a formal creepy introduction and not even so much as a casual hello. You called me Sir for god’s sake. I don't care if this is your job you just make me want to vomit." Tyler explained to the Yagami with a growl. He then began to chew on a mint leaf he always kept in his back pocket.

"Are you saying that I should not trust anyone? Now that is talking some sense." Tyler chuckled darkly. "I have seen people be taken in white vans, and that is what passed friends told me they were doing with the victims. I don't know anything more and I never followed the vans. I don't know what is worse... being cut up and experimented on or being walking dead." The young man said.

"My name is Tyler Jackson. If I came with you, where would you take me?" Tyler asked.

Yagami replied. “Let me start over. Hi I’m Yagami Asakusa, you can call me Yagami. Nice to meet you Tyler. Thanks for the information you shared with me.” Yagami sighed and then looked up at Tyler. “It’s not that I’m saying you can’t trust anyone but simply be careful of anyone who says that they’ve entered the quarantine area during the time that it was closed off from the outside world. I’m here to find survivors like you rescue them. If you went with me, we would search around for others and then head to the extraction point where we’d be taken to the BCMO labs. There you’d be inspected for possible infection and then you’d be released in a program that helps to rebuild your life to normalcy. You shouldn’t worry about the virus inspection, I had gone through it myself when I escaped the bombings. It’s not so bad.”

The two began to head across the rooftops. As the two walked Yagami thought he had better explain the floating metal orb that followed him about. “Oh yeah, this small floating metal orb is a com device that allows my partner, Agent Darren Evans to see what’s going on around me and he communicates with me as well. So if I’m talking into my ear piece that’s what going on. So no need for alarm.” Yagami spotted another group of people a little ways away. They didn’t look like zombies but Yagami had not encountered the zombies since he escaped the US with Darren and Darren’s family five years ago. “It seems there are other survivors up ahead. Let’s meet up with them shall we.”

Yagami and Tyler caught up with the group and tried to flag their attention. However they heard a loud voice over some form of loud speaker. "What the...what the fuck! You got bit! You were infected! Why the fuck are you not dead?! You're supposed to be dead boy! You cheated! No one cheats in my competitions! No one fucking cheats me!! You know what happens to fucking cheaters?! They get eliminated!! Fucking cheater!!! You are getting eliminated!!"

Yagami was cautious and held his arm out in front of Tyler signaling that they shouldn’t approach any further until they scoped things out. “I don’t know who or what’s going on but it doesn’t sound like something we want to rush into blindly. Can you defend yourself well? We may be in for a fight Tyler.” Yagami said while scanning the situation before him. Yagami cocked his gun and prepared for trouble.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jessica Matthews Character Portrait: Elliott Jay Harper Character Portrait: Derek Reese Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Augustus Taylor Character Portrait: Tyler Jackson Character Portrait: Juniper 'Juni' Harper Character Portrait: Kase Black Character Portrait: Yagami Asakusa Character Portrait: Izumi Tachikawa a.k.a Choi Wong Character Portrait: Luke Hitch Character Portrait: Jane Levy Character Portrait: Audrey Scott Character Portrait: Casey Sinclair Character Portrait: Arella Hawthorne Character Portrait: Darren Evans

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