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Alex Noel

"I guess I'm lucky. I didn't have much to lose in the first place. And I didn't see it either."

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a character in “The Last of Us || To see another day”, as played by Redred33mer

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The Last One Alive || Demon Hunter



To join dictatorship, or to join terrorists. That is the choice.





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|| Full Name ||
Alex - Christopher - Noel

|| Nickname(s) ||
Al, or Seeker (Military Callsign)

|| Birthdate ||
May Fifteenth

|| Age ||
Twenty Six - 26

|| Gender ||
Male ♂

|| Sexuality ||
Heterosexual

|| Home Town ||
Foxborough, Massachusetts

|| Position Status ||
Unranked - Hunter

|| Infected Status ||
Not bitten; not infected




Rule #1: Don't be a dick, you'll get yourself screwed. Rule #2: Don't be a Saint, you'll get yourself screwed. Rule #3: Don't do the military's job for them, you'll get yourself screwed. Got it?





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|| Describe Physical Appearance ||
Alex stands at about 6'3" with quite a build from military training and duty in the quarantine zone at Boston. He is quite muscular, and can be quite intimidating when exchanging shots and strikes with him. He has brown eyes, and keeps his dark hair short in the summer, letting it grow out near the end of summer, fall, and winter, cutting it in the spring again.

|| Tattoos? Birthmarks? Scars? ||
Alex has no tattoos or birthmarks, though he has many scars littered across his skin. The one most notable is a large streak across his right bicep.

|| Clothing Description ||
Boots / Equipment / Military Uniform - Sleeveless Shirt (White) - Cargo Pants (Navy Blue) - Jeans - Long Sleeve Shirt (Gray) - Polyester Short Sleeve Shirt (Black, Gray, and Blue) - Fleece Jacket (Navy Blue)




No, you don't touch my rifle. The hell you trying to do, start a fight?





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|| Personality ||
Alex can be a bit standoffish; he can't trust people with weapons when he travels. However, if you can get past the initial encounter, you could become a close friend of his. While away from the worries of simply surviving, Alex is quite relaxed and easy-going. But, whenever taking consideration of a situation, he has a particularly analytical view in how to best or most easily do things. The ex-soldier is not one that's quick to talk either, but he by no means is anti-social. With all this blended together, it can be difficult at times to tell what he's thinking.

|| Likes ||
Guns - Shooting - Chess - Freerunning - Silence - Tamed Pets - The Color Green - Sleeping - Relaxing - Smugglers - Friends - Winter Duke's Cooking - Independence

|| Dislikes ||
The Fireflies - Martial Law - Loneliness - The Infected - Hunters - Making Errors - Exposed Organs - Dependency - Whining

|| Equipment ||
4 days of non-perishable foods - Weapons - Maps of DC, NYC, Hartford, Providence, and Foxborough - 25 yards of rope - Three Caribeaners - Three liters of Water - A Compass - Flint and Steel - Mess Kit

|| Weapons ||
Melee Weapon: Military grade Combat Knife, a crowbar and monkey wrench
Fire Arm: Ares-16 AMG-1, Colt .45


|| Skills ||
Ranged Combat - Hand to Hand Fighting - Freerunning - Navigating - First Aid



They say I'm a Hunter, when I'm not in a quarantine zone. But hunters are always after something, so if you know what I'm after, I'd like to know. I still gotta figure that part out.





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|| Brief Background ||

Alex Noel was born in Foxborough Massachusetts; his father worked at Gillette Stadium as they lived there. He was shy as a child, but as he grew older became more confident. Still, he was wary of people's more corrupt doings: smoking weed, having sex as minors, and just being generic assholes when possible. The people he called his friends were his best friends, and he had a rather average early life. Well, until the outbreak that is. He would never see his father after the outbreak hit the news, nor would he see any of his friends as he was at home. He was raised in the spirit of doing your part in the community, so for the longest time he had no qualms with ration cards or the martial law imposed in Boston. It seemed to be for the good of everyone. Naturally, he was opposed to the Fireflies' more anarchic standpoint. The fact that many of their attacks blindly harmed non-militant personnel seemed, and still is perceived by Alex, as careless and hypocritical to their claimed views. In this manner, Alex enlisted as a lieutenant in the military.

His time in the military would bring some startling realities to mind. As he now enforced the martial law, its inherent flaws became staunchly visible. The populace was not allowed to organize, to bear weapons, to defend itself, he observed. People sat idly by waiting for instruction from the military. The Smugglers, the Hunters, people outside "The Wall" seemed to have made their own path. His mother would soon pass in a Firefly bombing, and after hiring three smugglers to provide transport out of the city, he finally abandoned his post.

In his wanders, Alex was then exposed to handling the infected on his own, and more so dealing with groups of hunters on his own. In Rhode Island and Connecticut, Alex's skills would be tested in manners like no other; in ranged combat and battling the infected as well. Along the way, he would meet Winter Duke. Their almost immediate need to fight together upon their encounter created a bond neither of them were so willing to give up. Traveling with her, he would be led to Washington DC, becoming acquainted with the smugglers there. Doing them favors from time to time, he would learn the underground passages in and around the capitol.

Having been two years since he's arrived at Washington DC, Alex still isn't sure what exactly he's trying to accomplish. To him, to pick between Martial Law and the Fireflies is to pick between the lesser of two evils. The aimlessness of existing out in unsecured zones and being governed by the Fireflies or the military sets a malaise upon him.

So begins...

Alex Noel's Story

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We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.




A light cooling breeze blew over top of her head as she lay on her belly in the hay. These were some of her more favorite moments, just the wilderness, her, the dogs, her gun and Jimmy. Just laying around waiting patiently for their target to come into view. The dogs had sniffed out quite a prize, a rather large doe. The deer's only cover was a few tree's and foliage but as she studied it movements like Jimmy taught her to, Winter knew the deer would be within range soon. She wasn't in a rush though, she was extremely happy to be out of the city away from the military. Bear, Lugnut and Shadow curled up against each side of Winter, her puppies always being alert and protective but it felt good, almost normal when they cuddled into her. And now s days the only normal things in life are Zom Zom's and death. Winter watched as the doe made its way into the open, grazing. The shot was perfect she just had to take it. Lining up the shot Winter's finger danced over the trigger until she steadied her arm. Her finger pulled down and the shout of her gun echoed through the valley, the deer didn't have time to react as the bullet made contact with its head. Instant kill shot. The doe fell over and the dogs leap up their feet and race after it, Winter following shortly behind. It would make a good sized meal. Winter grabbed it by its neck and hauled it over to where Jimmy was.

"We should get back nights coming" Winter stated and dropped the deer by Jimmy, like whenever they went hunting Winter would shoot and Jimmy, being stronger then Winter, would carry back the deer. They started making their way back into the city, having to go through the underground tunnels to get back in, since the military doesn't allow anyone out of the city without clearance. It took a good 20 minutes to get back to the city border's and another 10 minutes through the sewer's.

"Hey John" Winter greeted the southern tunnel guard. He worked for the Smuggler's, each secret tunnel entry having to have a guard just encase a Zom Zom wondered through.

"Hey Winnie, that yours" John asked pointing at the doe.

"But of course" Winter said proudly as John let her and Jimmy through. John helped Jimmy with the deer when they had to climb up a small rocky incline of fallen pavement and bricks.

"You go bring that home and I'll go check the firearm order" Winter told Jimmy and before he could say anything Winter walked away. The dogs stayed with Jimmy, probably wanting some of that deer meat.

"Curfew is in effect, please return to your homes, if anyone is seen on the streets without clearance...." the robotic female voice echoed through the city. God she hated that voice. Blah blah blah, jeez if she ever met the woman who made that Winter would shove a machete down her throat. Harsh? Maybe but its just that annoying. Winter made sure to stick to the shadows and alleys, stealth was one of her specialties. These soldier's were idiots to but lets just say she's badass.

"CLICKER!" she heard a male voice shouted and gun fire echo through the buildings. How the hell did one of those get her? It must of been some left over spores. Winter waited behind a car, making sure not to be seen by anyone. She watched as the Clicker fell and the soldier's move towards the area where it came from. In a crouch Winter ran to the other side of the street and ducked into another alley making her way by shadows until she reached her destination.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erik Stone

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He had been walking south when he ran into the patrol. Too used to not seeing people and only avoiding zombies he had been surprised by them. He had been stalking when all of a sudden he was ambushed. He had been walking along when all of a suddne he was being tackled and pushed to the ground. People were yelling "GET DOWN, Don't MOVE, HANDS ON YOUR HEAD".

He complied knowing no good would come of resisting even as he was kicked a couple times. "ALL RIGHT, ALL! RIGHT!" he yelled.

"Take it EASY." Hell he hadn't even had time to draw his pistol. The grabbed him and rushed him hands behind his back towards the tunnel in. One of the soldiers said "Alright lads, I'll take him from here" From there he was marched through a series of tunnels.

"Listen, I'm taking you to an underground group of smugglers ok?" He shook him hard "I care about these people, ok? Take care of them and DO NOT screw this up for me."

He was tossed through the tunnel entrance full pack and all. "ok, OK! Fine." He let out an oomph as he was winded by his rifle being thrown at him and landing on his stomach. He lay his head down backwards quickly before he pulled it back up again to behold this gorgeous young blonde, The most beautiful sight he had seen in a year. All he could do was stare even as she came over to see what was going on. He was still staring as he stitched up his arm with the help of another girl who was clearly giving her instructions. He could tell he was making her uncomfortable but he just didn't know what to do, or what to say. It had been so long since he had seen another human being much less talked to one. As he finished all he could do was give her a quick silent nod, he still didn't trust himself to speak.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Carolyn Ellis Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Hoss Black Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.





It took Winter very little time to confirm the arms shipment and rush but to the Smuggler's base, aka home. The minute she reached the door she heard her pups rushing towards her, the three large canine's almost tackling Winter as she closed the door behind her.

"Wow boys." she soothed them, making them wag their tails rapidly as she pet them.

"Hey Jimmy I'm back!" Winter shouted through the hallways as she made her way to the garage. A small smile graced her feature's when she saw Adey.

"Hey Adey how was...." Winter began but was interrupted as Phillip, a military man who was friends with the smuggler's, came in with a new guy. Who looked ~and smelt~ like he really needed a shower. And really had to stop eye raping Adey, whom had scurried over to the man's side to help patch up his wounds. Winter pointed out the things she was forgetting to do and instructed Adey on the proper treatments. But all Winter really wanted to do was take Adey away from this new guy, he was starting to creep Winter out and he wasn't even looking at her. The three dogs growled menacingly at the man.

"She's a bit young for you buddy so stop fucking staring at her like that" Winter snapped once Adey was done with the patch up. Winter gently took Adey by the arm and helped her to her feet then pulled the younger girl slightly behind her.

"Who did you bring us Phillip?" Winter asked, folding her arms over her chest so she gave the man a once over. She unfolded her arms and placed her hands on her hips, fingers ready to grab for her pistol if the guy tried anything funny.

"Don't know his name but we found him on the out skirts just kinda walking around, I brought him here cause he put up one hell of a fight and I know your missing a scout since Xavier got bitten" Phillip answered. Winter nodded her head. It was true they needed a new scout, they have been needing one for a few weeks now ever since Xavier, rest his soul, got bitten trying to protect Winter. She felt responsible for his death cause if he knew she was immune he wouldn't of helped her. But only Jimmy knew she was immune.

"Whats your name? Tell me or else I'll just be calling you Blondie." Winter addressed the strange man. Even though Jimmy was leader Winter, being the unofficial second in command of the smuggler's, dealt with more of the talking and Jimmy more of the beating the living shit out of people for information. Gotta love him ♥

"Hey Adey since the deer won't be ready for a while go get Blondie here some water and food from the kitchen please" Winter said polity.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Carolyn Ellis Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Hoss Black Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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I'm terrified of the day that I will welcome death with open arms.





Being elbow deep in deer blood wasn't something that Adey enjoyed, but they needed to eat and she had to pull her weight around the place she called home. She felt immensely better once she had gotten cleaned up after being dismissed from organ duty. Settling in she began sorting through her finds of the day. A few of the exhibits had had cards that listed the common uses and names of the plants, but they all had large words like Adey had never seen before. Despite her father reinforcing the habit, there is only so much you can read while on the run. Some of the unnamed flora had strange aromas and she really wanted to get Winnie's opinions on what they could be used for.

"Hey Adey how was...." Speak of the devil, Winnie's voice broke through the silence only to be cut off by a loud commotion at the mouth of the tunnel leading to their little hideout. Unintelligible shouting was followed by Phillip forcing a large man into the clearing. His pained yell forced her too her feet and into "medic mode" as Winnie called it. She abandoned her bag, only grabbing the med kit, and approached the causes of the ruckus.

"Doc!" Adey shouted as she jogged towards the collapsed man. She was sure that Winnie had also heard the noise these two were making, she was standing right next to her, but calling out her name made Adey feel more confident.

She knelt next to the stranger and took in his appearance spotting various injuries, new and old. He looked worse-for-wear and as though he fought the entire way here. Despite her growing drowsiness, she put on her most calming smile and began to reach for his arm. "I'm just going to stitch you up. I'll only do what I absolutely need to. Alright?" He didn't reply, but he also didn't try to pull away.

Taking that for the go ahead, she stitched up the long gash on his arm and tried to ignore his intense gaze. His blue eyes were a little unnerving and she avoided the urge to squirm. She decided to break the silence by calling to Winnie, "Doc, some of these wounds look like they might be infected. Not infected infected, just gross." Turning her concerned gaze to the man's face, she added, "You may need to wash them pretty soon."

Almost immediately after finishing the last stitch, she was whisked away by Winnie's gentle grasp. Once she was positioned safely behind the older woman, she blushed, appreciative of the protectiveness that was shown to her. Listening to the exchange between Phillip and Winnie got her thinking about Xavier. It wasn't quite the same without him, but she had grown used to losing those she cared about. It still wasn't any easier.

She was pulled out of her reminiscing by Winnie's request to get the newcomer food. With a small nod and an encouraging smile to Blondie, as she'd taken to calling him, she ran off in the direction from which she'd come.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel

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The Sun was setting; it was almost time to head in. Alex was coming back from the South side of the zone. His backpack was full, and in his cargo pant pocket was a wad of ration cards he received for handling a smuggling group's arms transport within the zone. Though, with his reward, he hardly seemed enthusiastic or even relieved that he had the cards. Every day seemed as shitty as the last.

Walking down the street, people were getting ready for curfew rushing back to their homes and apartments; the military's harassment was something no one wanted, and still something everyone got just a bit of. But Alex had ways around that. Turning the corner, heading to the West side of town, Alex continued walking. He recognized the street; it's where Winter Duke and her group ran, but that was way the hell down the street and past an intersection too.

"Drop the goddamn bag," someone said. Off in his peripheral sight, he saw his perpetrator. The man seemed out of breath, as if he was following Alex for some time now, aiming a handgun straight at his face.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked the gunman.

"Whatever ration cards you have, gimme em," he answered. Alex took a moment to think about his approach, but slowly walked closer to the mugger and went to reach in his pocket.

"Yeah, here, I got some for you-" cutting himself short, he quickly reached to grab the wielding wrist and punch straight into the kidney. Ripping the handgun out of the man's hand, he tossed the firearm backwards; sending shots off this close to curfew was a sure ride to the firing squad. Punching the man away, he raised his fists in a fighting guard.

"Aw, you bitch!" he yelled at Alex. With a few quick jabs, each one was dodged by back up a little and slapping the hand away. "You seem scared! Something wrong?"

With another punch just thrown out there, Alex ducked under it and planted his elbow in the man's stomach. His fist then connected with the criminal's face, and he slammed the man into the brick wall next to them. Grabbing the back of the man's head, Alex drove it down into his rising knee, and pushed him down the alley. Alex stood over him, looking down at the beaten and disgruntled individual.

"Here's a real quick lesson, you cunt," he said harshly, grabbing the many ration cards out of his pocket. "You don't screw with people who get these kinds of deals and jobs, you got that? You're screwin' yourself over. Now go home, military's gonna look at your beaten ass at curfew and shoot you." His lecture over, the mugger hardly knew what just happened. He began walking away, and spotted the handgun he tossed earlier.

"Oh, and you probably won't need this anymore," he said. Alex, not needing it himself, and not wanting to get hounded by the military for it, looked up at a glass window of an abandoned building. He chucked it up, and the glass shattered as it landed somewhere inside the building.

Now it was even later, and he began down the street once again. Even if the ex-soldier sprinted, he wouldn't make it home before curfew. In fact, the curfew warnings started as soon as he got up to the intersection to the other half of the street. Jogging along, he made it across the road and down towards his friend's place, Winter's place. To be lurking around after Curfew, even for five blocks, was not a risk Alex wanted to take coming out of a fight. Eventually, he came upon the building and knocked on the door, unsure of their, mainly Jim's, reactions.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Carolyn Ellis Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Hoss Black Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.





Winter heard someone knocking on the door and decided to leave Blondie up to Jim. The dogs followed her walking around her feet and almost making her fall over as the leaned against her legs while she walked. A huge smile graced Winter's feature's when she opened the door and saw who it was.

"Alex long time no see." Winter said cheerfully and wrapped her arms around his torso, giving him a quick hug. Hey its rare thing when Winter hugs you so cherish it. The dogs barked excitedly, being quite fond of Alex. But then Winter noticed Shadow was looking off into the darkness near the barrels located just beside the outside door to the garage. She started barking and Winter saw a small dark figure rush out from behind the barrels. Winter slipped past Alex and immediately rushed after the figure and being the fast runner Winter is she caught the person quickly, grabbing the figures arm and yanking them back. Now winter was very physical strong so it surprised her when she easily whisked the figure off its feet and made it fall to the ground. Winter reached into her belt and pulled out her pistol, turning on the light that was connected to it. When she saw it was a child she put the gun down right away and took the small flashlight she had out of her back pocket and shone it on the girl. Now usually if anyone else Winter would never put down her gun and she would demand what they wanted, but Winter has always had a soft spot for children. Winter knelt down so they were eye level.

"Sorry about that I didn't mean to hard you if I did but you shouldn't be wondering around at this time of night" Winter lightly scolded the girl giving her a stern look behind she reached out and gently took the arm she had grabbed onto. Going into Doc mode Winter scanned the girl for injuries, only seeing a few cuts and bruised but thankfully Winter hadn't grabbed the small girl hard enough to cause any damage. Winter could feel this ever growing protectiveness she felt whenever she was with a child, start to grow and before the small girl could do anything Winter scooped her up in her arms and carried her back to the hide out.

"Look what I found, I'm going to go feed and treat her, I'll be upstairs if you need me." Winter told Alex as she walked up to him. She once again passed him and the dogs crowded around again, following Winter upstairs. Gently Winter placed the girl on the worn out brown couch and walked over to a small fridge, getting out a bottle of water and a few packaged cookie's. these would have to do until the deer was cooked. Winter walked over to the sink and placed the items on the counter. She grabbed a cloth and wet it down with water then grabbed the food and walked back over to the girl.

"Here sweet heart this should do for now, we have a deer down stairs you can have some of that once its cooked" Winter said kindly as she handed the small girl the cookies and water. Then Winter sat down and proceeded to wipe off the dirt from the girl's face. The small girl was so dirty Winter couldn't even tell what her hair color was.

"I'll have to go run you a bath, its gonna be cold sadly but I'll make sure to get you some warm clothes" Winter said. Whenever she was with a kid she always went into, what the other's called it, Mama Bear Mode. Winter didn't know why she felt this but she thinks its because she doesn't want other children you experience what she had when she was young. She wanted to do for them what Jim did for her. Without a word Winter got off the couch and walked to the bathroom. A huge blue barrel of water was attached to the shower head but Winter knew the girl would need a bath, so she took a bucket and started scooping water into the tub. Winter got out some strawberry bubble bath Jim found her when she was 13 and poured some into the tub and then continued filling it until half the bath tub was filled with sweet smelling soapy water. She walked back to the girl.

"Your bath is ready....of whats your name?" Winter asked. Just then Kennedy, another smuggler, walked up the stairs.

"Hey Winnie who's that?" Kennedy asked pointing at the small girl.

"I don't know I found her outside, oh hey Kennedy can you go into the storage room and look for some warm clothes for her?" Winter asked and Kennedy nodded her head before disappearing down the hallway, but Winter had heard her mumbled 'Mama Bear' comment.

"Alright lets get you in the bath" Winter said to the small girl, giving her a warm smile.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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❂James Andrews❂Retired USMC❂Washington, D.C❂Healthy❂

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"Here's the deal: I'm not easy to get along with, and I'm sensing you're a bit of a bitch"




Jim kept working and listened to Erik, the former Marine had never been to Canada before, though he had friends who had visited the northern country, lots of snow they said. The conversation died down some as Winter left to go see who was knocking at the front door, while it was rare to have people out after curfew, it was not uncommon for someone to come asking for medicine or other supplies in emergencies, hell they have even had the military come and ask for help, though that was once and never happened again after Jim had a rather explicit conversation with one of the ranking officers. The only reason why he wasn't punished was because he happened to be old friends with the fucker.

"Alex long time no see."

Winters voiced drifted through the quiet house, Jim knew who had stopped by, the former solider was a long time..friend of Winters. Jim knew why the young man had stopped by, it was dark and he needed a place to stay, it had happened before and they had a "open door policy" of sorts to those they trusted, which the list of trusted individuals was rather short and sometimes changing daily. Depending of what was happening.

The three dogs started barking again, this time at something outside, Jim set his knife down and quickly looked out the small window in the garage door, he saw the three canines running towards something and Winter following. They stopped a few feet later and Winter seemed to be talking to someone, Jim frowned as he realized that she was now carrying that someone back to the house. A few moments later she entered and started for the upstairs, "Winter we don't run a god damn boarding house!" he yelled, giving friends shelter was one thing, strangers was another, he already had one stranger to keep a eye on, another was more of a headache. He went back to the bloody table and looked over at Adey and Erik, both were sleeping, Adey against the wall and Erik curled around his rifle.

Jim gathered up several slices of meat in his hands and left the garage, heading through the house we went to the kitchen and set the meat on a clean plate as he went to turn on the stove. After sprinkling a little salt on the strips of meat he tossed them into a waiting skillet, the smell of food cooking soon filled the kitchen. Usually he didn't cook, he was not a big fan of the task and most of the time his stuff turned out bad, but he could cook something as simple at deer. You just toss it in a skillet and let the stove do the rest, the only thing is to make sure you did not burn it.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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"Alex, long time no see!" Winter greeted warmly, hugging him. He was one of the few people she actually hugged, and the only person Alex new that had this level of affection for him.

"Hey" he greeted, hugging back then walking into the room. "I got a little bogged down getting back to my apartment, and I didn't want to risk getting shot for being out past curfew."

The dogs began to bark, and Alex pet them to try and calm them. He knelt down to push Bear down on his side and rub his belly.

"Down, Bear" he commanded, as he was pawing at him furiously a moment ago.

"Winter, we don't a goddamn boarding house!" Jim yelled. The expected reaction from a rugged leader just trying to manage his resources.

"Hey, hey" he said, trying to slow down Jim. He was acquainted with the man, though they hardly had a discussion. Alex wasn't exactly sure what the ex-marine, Jim thought of him. He wasn't even sure how much Jim knew of the times Alex has handled weapons for Winter within the city.

"I'm just not trying to get shot going all the way up town to my place. I got food and stuff, you don't need to worry about me Jim," he told the smuggler, trying to keep things calm. By the time he answered that, he noticed Winter hauling off some child upstairs she presumably found trying to steal stuff, and she announced she was going to give up a bath for her.

"Rule number two, Winter!" Alex called up to her as she ascended the steps. He still remembered the campfire the two had when they came up with the "Rules of the New World," as he liked to think of it. Yawning, not exactly having much to do with Winter's decision, he took a corner of the room he had just entered to set his things down and sit in. Like anyone else, he could use some sleep.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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I'm terrified of the day that I will welcome death with open arms.





The wafting scent of meat and the quiet arguments roused Adey from her short nap. She hadn't really planned on sleeping, but it was good to catch what little sleep was possible in this day and age. She sat up and winced at the crick in her neck that had formed from her awkward sleeping position. She stood with a grunt and a popping of bones that probably shouldn't have started for at least another decade. The flutter of fabric caught her eye as she realized that she still had Blondie's bandanna. She quickly grabbed it up and tried to shake out the dirt, but it really made no difference with the blood that had dried onto it. She sighed and sneaked over to Erik's slumbering form, silently tucking it into his fist. She promised herself that if he ended up staying, she'd wash his bandanna for him.

Unlike Jim, Adey loved to cook. Her experimentation with the herbs and plants that she finds are not always 100% delicious, but she'd yet to make someone sick, so it still counts as a success. She slowly made her way to the stove, gently massaging her neck to offer her services to Jim and caught a glimpse of Winter carrying a young girl and Alex walking through the small house. Giving a slight pause, she glanced at Jim as he shouted, "Winter, we don't a goddamn boarding house!"

Hoping to ease his stress a little, she carefully grabbed his forearm, "I can take care of this if you want to go deal with... whatever that is." After a short silence she added, under her breath, "Hot damn." People were just coming out of the woodwork. When Adey had fallen asleep, there had been one extra member, now Alex was passed out in a corner and Jim was yelling about a stranger in the bathroom.

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Character Portrait: Winter Duke Character Portrait: Adelaide Ellis Character Portrait: Jim Andrews Character Portrait: Alex Noel Character Portrait: Carolyn Ellis Character Portrait: Erik Stone Character Portrait: Hoss Black Character Portrait: Erin Everett

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We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.




"Its nice to meet you Erin now if you will just follow me...." Winter stopped when she heard Jim shouting from down stairs then Alex shouting about his rules. Oh yes rule #2 don't be a saint blah blah blah.

"Jimmy go suck an egg and Alex shove your rules up your ass alongside that 7 foot pole!" Winter shouted back, her ever present trucker mouth making itself known. Hey blame Jim for her potty mouth, he may not act it now but he swore worse then her once upon a time. Winter turned back to Erin just as Kennedy came back and handed Winter the spare clothes then went back down stairs.

"Alright as I was saying I'll show you to the bat...." Winter started again but another thing interrupted her. And that thing was in a form of the loud sound of the front door being kicked open. Shit! Without saying anything Winter grabbed Erin by her arm and pulled her with her down the hallway. They bypassed the bathroom and went straight into the small room that was Winter's. She slammed the door and locked it then went to the open window and jumped out, landing on the fire escape.

"Come on" Winter whisper shouted at Erin as she pulled the girl out through the window. Winter pulled her up the stairs and up to the roof then dunked behind an air vent and took her hunting knife from her belt. The weapon felt natural in Winter's hand as she waited for whatever happened next.







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|| Point of View: Second in Command of Firefly base stationed in Washington, Kellan Mason ||

One of there scouts had spotted the girl. The Cure. That little brat had been causing problems for them since day one. Why was she so hard to find? Damn it! But atleast Captain Hoss Black would be happy his search is over.

What pissed Kellan off was the fact that they spotted the girl entering Smuggler territory. How that group of bastards always seemed to get the upper hand on them without even trying always served to steam Kellan up. He isn't a patient man so the moment they found the girl they made their move. Getting a group of fifteen fireflies, all heavily armed, Kellan kicked down the door to the Smuggler's main base and his fellow fireflies stormed in.

"Round up everyone, you all have the list of people to keep alive then rest not on the list just shoot them" Kellan ordered. Before anyone could do anything the fireflies had rounded up Jim, Adey and Erik. They had shot the rest of the smuggler's and had the three alive one's on their knees, hands tied behind their backs and guns pointed at their heads. Kellan frowned.

"Sir, Winter Duke can't be found in the building and the Cure isn't here neither, she must be with Duke" a firefly reported to Kellan.

"Smart little bitch got out once she heard once, get these assholes in the trucks we will take them to Mr.Black" Kellan ordered. He had been studying these Smuggler's for a long time and he knew Winter Duke would do anything to get her comrades back. So with that thought he and the rest of the fireflies took the four smuggler's and took them out of the safe zone and to Hoss Black. The sun was rising by the time they reached the area he and his scout were staying in.

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He had thought he was safe. These people had taken him in and fed him and given him a place to sleep and only a short while later people had come after him again. They had burst through the door Erik had been sleeping near. He'd woken almost instantly and in a daze had managed to squeeze off about five shots before he was rushed and kicked into submission. He wasn't sure if he'd gotten any but he hoped he had. After thinking it was ok to feel safe and then almost instantly being plunged right back into the cruelty of the world he was sinking deeper into himself, right back into a creature that was almost feral in nature. When they started tying his hands behind his back he started to buck and struggle again until one of the guards kicked him in the kidneys.

He had been captured once, it'd hadn't be exactly a barrel of laughs then, he was pretty sure it wouldn't have gotten any better. He had been tortured last time, you could see it , cuts and burns all down his chest and back. As soon as hey separated them and put them in vans he started hyperventilating, He and Jim got put in one van and Addie and another man got put in another. He started getting tunnel vision. All he could feel was this beast writhing somewhere deep in his stomach. It was there just seething and angry, spitting mouthfuls of hate through it's teeth like blood. All he could hear was it's voice 'Kill them, Kill Them, KILL THEM!'

He didn't know what was going to happen to them. What he did know was that if anyone hurt Addie he was going to kill someone and only god knew what happened next.

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I'm terrified of the day that I will welcome death with open arms.





As soon as the sound of the door getting kicked in reached her ears, Adey abandoned her cooking and pulled a gun from her belt. She wasn't sure what was happening and her first instinct was infected, but something about the rounds of gunshots told her otherwise. On a whim, she pushed her pocket knife down her jeans, hoping that it wouldn't be visible to whatever invading force this was. Trying to keep both entrances in her field of vision, she called Alex's name. She tried to stay quiet so she wouldn't alert the intruders to their position, but she added force that she hoped would wake him up. Checking if Alex had heard her tore her eyes away from the doors for only a second, but it was enough.

A large man burst into the room and used his momentum to push her against the wall. In surprise at the air rushing from her lungs, she dropped her gun. Instinctively, she reached for the other, but was quickly stopped as the man twisted her arm behind her back and took the second gun from her belt. He kicked the pistol that she had dropped to the far side of the room. She attempted to twist out of his grasp, but only succeeded in setting her shoulder alight with pain.

The man's grip of steel felt as though it was crushing her wrist as he pulled her away from the wall. "ALEX!" she shouted this time as her panic was setting in. The short word was the only things she managed before she was forced to the ground. Feeling the weight of the man as he trapped her legs beneath him, she continued to struggle as he tied her hands, though, it was a lot less hopeful than it had been before.

As though realizing for the first time how much stronger than she this man was, she gasped as she was lifted and carried out into the darkness. Shots rang through the camp as the other people she had called friends were gunned down. Being thrown into the back of a truck reminded Adey of the pain in her shoulder. A few tears escaped her eyes, but they were indiscernible from the sweat that covered her skin.

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"Jimmy go suck an egg and Alex shove your rules up your ass alongside that 7 foot pole!"

Alex didn't bother with another witty remark. It was nice to just sit down for the moment. He closed his eyes though sleep had not taken him, and he could hear what everyone else was doing. The hustling and bustling to get dinner done and just go to sleep for the night, Kennedy moving to the garage, and Erik sleeping. All had passed rather peacefully now. For the moment, there was nothing to worry about, it seemed. Until the door was shot open.

Armed men piled through the door in front and back. His head shooting straight up, and his eyes wide, Alex could do nothing but stay there as a man approached with a gun aimed straight at his heart.

"Oh shit dude, hold the fuck up!" Alex yelled in a panic, holding his hands up much like a criminal being arrested. He was promptly yanked from his feet as Jim struggled to fight back in the kitchen. Being warded out onto the sidewalk, he was shoved into the wall of the building and onto his knees. He kept his hands clasped behind his head as he was held hostage at gunpoint; he could only imagine what sort of a stir this would cause with the military. Maybe this was the military. Some moments of suspense passed as he awaited their next move. He could here Winter's name being used by one of them. Alex picked his head up to look around, and he was shoved back down under the attacker's foot.

The invaders began putting some of the smugglers on the truck. How they even got the truck in the quarantine zone, if they weren't military, was but a mystery. It seemed they didn't recognize Alex, and wasn't sure what to do with him.

"Round up everyone, you all have the list of people to keep alive then rest not on the list just shoot them."

At that instant, he concluded this was not the military. The barrel of a handgun was put to the back of his head; now was the time to act, or never. Swiftly, he ducked his head just under the barrel of the gun as his executioner fired a shot, taking hairs off his scalp. Reaching back just slightly, his right hand met the one of the man behind. Pulling the joined hands forward and twisting his attacker's wrist, Alex forced him to let go and took the handgun as a weapon now. The disarming lasted all of four seconds, the yelp of the Firefly the only indicator that something had gone wrong.

Standing, Alex turned about face to fire a round into his executioner's head, then subsequently fired at a Firefly guarding the entrance to the back of the truck. Two more at the door of the building turned and picked up their assault rifles. Not having time for a prolonged engagement, Alex darted into the alley in the side of the building, hoping to run into Winter. There was no telling what these people were doing, or how they came to know the names and faces of the people in the building. All of it seemed... unsettling.

"Winter, where are you!?"

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We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us.




Winter watch the scene unfold from beneath her perch on the roof. She watched as those bastard fireflies took and shot the smuggler’s. They were killing her family! How dare they! As she watched the tail end of the truck disappear from her line of sight only one primal thought ran through her mind.

‘They will all die’


She knew there were still firefly men in the building, most likely searching for any survivor’s. She needed to get off this roof, she was useless from up here.

“Come on” she growled coldly at Erin, her temper starting to get the best of her as an aura of bloodlust seemed to emit from every pore in her body. At the moment she was a force not to be reckoned with.
She kept her hunting knife in her right hand and took ahold of Erin’s arm in her other, practically dragging the girl to the fire escape. She then lifted the small girl over her shoulder and ignored any protest as she swiftly climbed down in the alley. Even though Winter wasn’t physical strong she was fast and agile and at the moment was being driven by a primitive need to kill and that fluid her body enough so that she didn’t even really feel Erin on her shoulder. Once her feet were firmly planted on the crack concrete she put Erin down. Winter heard her name being called and turned around to see Alex. She felt her cold steely glare soften slightly as she saw he was okay. Atleast some survived. She took Erin’s arm again, this time not so hard, and dragged her over to Alex.

“Alex this is Erin watch her I’ll be right back” Winter said sternly as she let go of Erin and walked out of the alley, leaving the two behind. She could feel her rage start to overtake again as she entered the house. She walked straight towards a firefly, his back turn to her, lifted her hunting knife and slashed his neck making him fall to her feet as blood gushed from the wound. Not stopping there Winter made quick work of the other Fireflies in the building, dodging melee attacks and rounds of bullets. Of course she got grazed a few times, its hard not to when bullets are constantly being shot at you but it still took her no time at all to finish off the Fireflies that stayed behind and grabbed everyone’s backpacks. She then went up to her room and grabbed her backpack and weapons. She sadly couldn’t grab everyone’s weapons cause it would be far to heavy but she made sure to stuff a few extra pistols and ammo in her pack. She knew there were weapons in the other’s backpack but its just a precaution. Once Winter grabbed everything she went back out to where she left Erin and Alex. She tossed Alex his pack and gun and give Erin her backpack. Winter then kneeled down so she and Erin were eye to eye and held out a pistol.

“This is a 9mm pistol with a silencer, its got no safety and the magazine is full and all you basically do is point and shoot but Erin listen I am giving this to you for emergencies only so unless you really need it keep it hidden” Winter said sternly then handed the gun to Erin and stood up straight.

“We’ll take the horses and track the bastards to their location, lets go” Winter ordered and started towards the underground tunnels that would lead them outside. Winter whistled and moments later Shadow, Lugnut and Bear joined them, their fur on edge as they took a protective stance beside Winter.

“Erin you will take my horse Dusty, Alex you take Smitty and I’ll take Ash and tie Raine and Red to me so they follow since we can’t take any vehicle’s the horses are the best form of transportation”
Winter said as they walked through the tunnels. It didn’t take them long to get to the abandoned stable just outside of the city. She then loaded the other’s packs on Red and tied the two horses to Ash’s saddle. She helped Erin get on Dusty and put a saddle on Smitty for Alex before climbing up on Ash.

“Alright lets get going, boys find Jim” Winter said to the dogs and they instantly got to work sniffing out the trail to the Fireflies location.

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"I'm having trouble finding a couple of my ribs" he said to Addie who had inquired after his health. They weren't actually broken but if he couldn't keep morale up here then they were all going to be in trouble. He had to keep the tone light and make her forget what was going on. Jim he knew was a soldier, but he worried about Addie. He didn't know if she'd been captured before but he knew that there were things that could happen to her that would break him. He didn't mind, he had no loyalty to anyone in the group but her.

At that point there seemed to be some small commotion and discussion amongst the Fireflies. He didn't know what it was, all he knew was that he had very little gas left in the tank. If he had to sell his life, he would sell it dearly buying time for these people to escape. "Duty is as heavy as a mountain, Death, as light as a feather" he muttered. Addie gave him a funny look.

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