Kayla Semira Takara's Story

Kayla sighed heavily, her eyes locked on a Walmart up ahead, dead surrounding its entrance. She checked to make sure the clip in her pistol was completely full. She had lived in Denver her whole life. Born and raised right here in the streets that were now inhabited by the dead. She knew most of the people, but really had no sympathy for them at all. "Remember Kayla, Go for the head... Not the neck... Or the throat. The head..." She began to slowly sneak her way over. She leaped, tightening her grip on her machete. Even though the blade was dull, it still easily cut through the skull's of the dead.
Eventually, she managed to clear most of them out, heading into the abandoned Walmart. "Please, dont be raided... Please..."
Once inside, she began moving furniture in front of the door. Too her luck, the store still had some useful items, but not many.
She sat in a lounging chair and shuffled around in her duffel bag, pulling out a picture. It had her, a younger boy in her arms, and two grown people behind them. She smiled. "I'm gonna be alright..." Placing the picture back in her bag, she took anything useful. Canned food, a sweat shirt, and a few bottles of water. Before leaving, she found a few Hershey's bars and placed them in her bag as well.
She began to make her way back to the door. Her eyes widened, the dead had multiplied their numbers and were beating on the glass of the stores automatic doors. "Sh-" She refrained herself from cursing as she was prepared for the zombies to burst through the glass at any moment.

Alviss was running through the streets as quietly as he could. Trying not to attract any zombies. He had gotten luck y in one house and had found a lockpick and a few packs of gum. A good find for him. He was going to the walmart since raiders usually weren't too interested in gum, and Kayla had already gone there.
He took a turn through a back alley. A zombie was there. "errr...," it went starting to run at Alviss, but Alviss whipped out his broom stick. he swiped down knocking it off it's feet. Then before it moved any further Alviss stabbed his broom into his neck, through the spinal cord. Two years of using this as his trusty weapon had made him pretty adept.
He made it to the end of the alley. He was just across the street from the walmart. Zombies were hitting on the glass cracking it. There were about thirty of them. Alviss definitely couldn't take them all on at once.
Alviss looked around hoping for a miracle or else Kayla was Zombie chow. Then he found it his miracle. An old rusty Churchhill car. He just hoped it was in working condition. He made his way over to it. Thankfully all the Zombies were on the other side of the rode beating on the walmart automatic doors.
When he got to the car there were bloodstains on the driver's side and a nice big stain on the ground.
Alviss began picking the lock on the car. He was on edge and his lockpick broke. Dammit two left. Thankfully the he managed it the second time. The lock clicked open. He got in. He wasn't especially good at hot wiring. Luckily he didn't have to. Some idiot had locked his key into the car. It probably explained the huge blood pile.
"Alright," he said turning the key in the ignition. Two or three Zombies looked back to the noise. Alviss took a deep breath then, hooked up his seat belt and floored the accelerator.
Driving right into the Zombies and walmart doors some furniture that Kayla had obviously used went flying. Alviss say Kayla and yelled out to her "Your knight in rugged clothes and his trusty rustwagon have arrived milady, now get in"

Eh.. Never mind I missed something.

Kayla smiled. "Took you long enough!" She hopped in the car and sat in the passenger seat next to him. She was covered in blood. She looked over to him. "I got food, some water, and a few candy bars. Maybe enough to last us about a week or two with careful rationing..."
This was Alviss, her childhood friend who she lost contact with when they hit Highschool. They both had managed to stay alive and found each other in a nearby hotel, where they are both taking refuge now in two joined rooms. Yes, walkers sometimes found their way in but were fought off easily.
Kayla grabbed Alviss' free hand and squeezed it genlty. just to reassure him that they were going to make it. "We can't stay here forever though..." She sighed.

Alviss squeezed Kayla's hand back firm, but gentle at the same time. He gave a sign "... I know," he said. He let go of her and to focus on driving. He switched the car into reverse and drove backwards using his rear view mirrors. Cruching a few Zombies along the way. He sped across town in the opposite direction of the hotel. When he didn't see any Zombies anymore he turned it around and used another road to get to the hotel.
Alviss drove the car into the undergaround parking lot. They reached a metal padlocked fence. Alviss stepped out of the car and and pulled a set of keys out of his pocket. He added the key for the old Churchill and unlocked the padlock. He got back in the car and drove in. Then he locked back up the parking lot.
There were only five cars in here including the Churchill. two minivans already picklocked and hot wired, a dodge ram pick up trunk with an alarm so loud it had attracted five Zombies to the hotel, so Alviss didn't touch that one, and a sweet black Impala. Unfortunately that one didn't have a motor. Plus cars were loud and usually attracted several Zombies.
Kayla and Alviss had blocked off a half of the hotel with whatever they could use, chairs, planks, etc. So it was fairly secure, but once in a while some Zombies managed to get in.
"So Kay, you said you got a good amount of supplies did you get any-," "BANG" was heard the sound of a gunshot. He didn't have to end his sentence anyway Kayla definitely new he was asking if she had found gum.
Alviss grabbed his broom stick running towards the sound. Some of the doors had holes in them so he could safely see the hall way. After looking through a few holes Alviss saw a girl going down the stairs. "Hey!" he said to get her attention.

Tyler was asleep on one of the Walmart beds. Not exactly the safest place to sleep, but he was tired the night before. The sound of someone moving nearby woke him. He looked up slowly to not draw attention and saw it was a girl, a survivor by the look of it. She kept moving, searching the Walmart, giving Tyler enough time to get out of bed, grab his supplies, and follow her. She made her way over to the front door of the Walmart, and he tailed not too far behind. He saw she had piled up some furniture in front of the door to stop any of the dead from getting in. Smart girl, Tyler thought as he suddenly saw headlights and heard the roar of an engine from outside.

The door exploded, glass everywhere, furniture flying, pieces of the dead flung about. The girl got in the car with whoever it was had drove it in the door. They were talking. Great, now they've attracted half the dead in the city here and busted down the main door. There's no way I'm gonna find a working car before the dead get here, and I'm definitely not outrunning them. "Shit," he cursed under his breath. "Well Tyler, let's hope they're friendly." He stood up and raised his hands to show he meant no harm, but before he could move, the car sped out of the store.

"Well, Tyler, time to find a ride," he said to himself as he left the Walmart. He found a good Ford truck he could use, but how to get inside it. There's no time to think. Dammit Tyler, you better be good at hotwiring. He thought this angrily before he reached up and shoved his elbow into the window of the car. Surprisingly, the alarm didn't sound. My lucky break, he thought as he unlocked the door, climbed in, and began trying to hotwire the car.

After a few minutes he found a spare key in the sun visor. Tyler started the car, and followed the two in the other car, at least, he followed where he thought they went.

While Alviss followed the sound she she heard the sound of another car. She had spotted a survivor at the Walmart earlier. Maybe that was him... There was no WAY she was going to let anyone else suffer how she had before she found Alviss... She stepped out of the underground parking lot and looked around. "Hello...?" Her small, almost distant voice didn't resound very well, which was good in case of an ecounter with the walking dead.

Sage stiffens when she hears someone yell supposedly to her. She quickly stops and grabs the railing to make sure she won't fall. She tends to do that a lot. She turns around looking for the person the noise came from. Holding her gun up just in case.

Riley was running and he somehow found a small group of people, he drew his bow and yelled "STOP! WHO ARE YOU?" He walked slightly to the left for cover, still having the bow aimed at the guy with weird hair's neck

Tyler drove around for a while, before seeing the girl he had followed standing outside an underground parking lot. "Strange. Hmm, maybe she's waiting for me. Maybe it's an ambush." He stopped the truck down the road a little bit away from her, and eyed the building. The underground parking lot was for this building, but what....then he saw the sign on the front of the hotel. Okay, a hotel, not a bad place to set up shop. But where is the other one? there had to be someone driving that car.

He got out of the truck and started walking toward the girl. He looked her over and saw that she only had a pistol, well, that's what it looked like. May as well take a chance. He approached her and said, "Hi, my name's Tyler. I saw you back at Walmart, and figured you were actually going somewhere. Hope you don't mind I followed."

Kayla smiled gently to him. It was hard to smile at times like this, so it was somewhat forced. "Yeah, I was going to say something... But Alviss took off before I could. Sorry If we wrecked the place you were staying in. And you can follow if you like. We already cleared out the hotel except for the top two floors which are completely infested with Zed..." She sighed softly but then regained her happy demeanor. "It's nice to meet you, Tyler." He could since a bit of an accent from somewhere else. But it was hard since her voice was so small. She stuck her hand out to him.

"Oh, and by the way, Al, thanks for the ammo." Riley ran off to a gun shop, not stopping. "Good, the damned guy trusted someone he didn't even know, how dumb can someone get, plus he probably will get them all killed." "Who was that girl near the car? I think a can remember seeing her before...."

Tyler took her hand and shook it, she was a lot nicer than he had expected. "So Alviss is his name, huh? I knew there had to be somebody driving that car. And I wasn't exactly staying there, it was just a night." He was about to say something else but something she said pulled at his mind. "The TOP two floors are infested? That's not a good thing. You better get rid of them before they do something serious."

Kayla laughed softly. It was more like a giggle. "Don't worry, we go up there for target practice everyday, they'll be gone in no time." She looked around and scratched her head. "I don't even know where he went," She began walking, motioning for him to follow. She saw Al talking to a girl, a male. She also spied a girl leaning against a wall nearby. "Well, seems as if we have quite the crowd..." She rolled her eyes softly, sighing, and then silently putting on a smile, walking closer. She walked over to Alviss and pulled an apple out of her bag, sinking her teeth into it.

"Relax me and Kayla cleared out most of them. It should only take us a month to take out the rest. Unless we get some help," said Alviss. Then he put a piece of hubba bubba into his moth. Blueberry flavour.
They reached the underground parking lot under the hotel shortly. Kayla wasn't near the cars so Al made his way to the entrance. He say Kayla talking with a guy wearing lots of leather with black hair. Alviss was hoping he wasn't as crazy as the last guy. New company was good especially since over the last two years the only person he had seen that didn't want to eat his face off was Kayla.
"If we weren't in this Zombie land this would be exactly like a hotel right about now," said Alviss walking over to Kayla and the guy. Then he noticed the truck.
"Sweet, a truck will can be really helpful," said Alviss.
He held his hand out to the Guy "Hi I'm Alviss and this is what's her face and the other girl I don't know the name of," he said using his other hand to point at the girls with his thumb.

Trinity was crouched by a Honda van in the underground parking lot, the last vehicle she had yet to check for gas, out of the half dozen or so that were down here. She popped open the gas cap shoving a plastic tube down the fuel tank of the vehicle. Then, she put the other end of the tube in her mouth and sucked it until she could see some gas begin to move through the clear tube. It wasn't much, but it was something, and after checking each other vehicle, to no avail, anything at all was a miracle. Quickly, she put the end of the tube through the opening in her gas container and waited a minute or so, listening as each precious drop poured into the red container. Then, that noise was overpowered by the sound of voices she could hear coming from the entrance to the parkade, which was nearby. Trinity yanked the hose out of the fuel tank and quickly crouched behind the front bumper of the van for cover, just in case these people were hostile. She screwed the lid onto the gas contained with fumbling hands, and chewed her lip as she tried to think of a plan for getting. There was only one way in and out of the parkade, and her car was still outside, down the block a bit where it ran out of gas. It didn't seem she had any way to get out without crossing paths with these people.
Trinity drew her Glock 19 from it's holster and slowly made her way to the entrance, holding the pistol steadily in her right hand, and carrying the gas container in her left.
She stopped when she was within ten yards of the group, and because the shadows of parking lot offered her some concealment, they hadn't noticed her yet. Setting down her gas can so she could hold her pistol in both hands, she said in a calm, steady voice, "I don't want any trouble, okay? Just let me walk out of her peacefully, and there won't have to be a fight or any kind of trouble. We clear?" she kept her voice steady as she held her gun in front of her and her eyes moved from one person to the other as they stood in front of her.

Alviss put down his hands at the sound of a new voice. He turned to face the newcomer. "Kay, we are going to have to lock this place up a little tighter people keep getting in so easily. At this rate will get over run by raiders," he said not so worried.
"It looks like this one is stealing our gas. You know" Alviss addressed the girl "you're not very smart. There are five of us here. We have more friends in the hotel. If you shoot they'll be here in just a minute, and most of us have guns too" he chewed his gum and then made a blue bubble and it popped. He seemed confident on the surface, but inside he was feeling more worried than a jack rabbit being chased by a pack of wolves. It was a first class bluff
"So you gonna choose certain death or to put away your gun and have a talk?" he asked.

Trinity clenched her jaw as the purple-haired guy spoke, and a chill went down her spine at the mention of even more people in the hotel. But what other choice did she have? This was the only way out, and she needed to get out of here and back to her car as soon as possible. She thought of her vehicle, out in the open, abandoned on the empty streets. She thought of the food, the ammo, the supplies that were left behind in the trunk, too much for her to carry along with her. If some thief were to happen by her car ... all that work she'd done over a long period of time to accumulate her supplies, all of it would be taken away just like that. And the longer she was standing here, the greater the risk that something like that could happen.
"What's there to talk about?" Trinity asked the male through clenched teeth. Being as stubborn as she was, she continued to hold her gun in front of her, but her hands were noticably trembling now. "Look, I really don't need this right now. I just need you guys to let me by, simple as that. As long as that happens, no one needs to get hurt." she kept her voice steady though her hands were shaking so violently, it was amazing she was still able to hold on to her gun.

Kayla sighed and nudged Alviss softly. "Al, stop being so rude... She obviously means no harm," she smiled softly. "Hi there, I'm Kayla, or Kay. This is Alviss, Tyler, and the others names I haven't caught yet." She tilted her head softly to the side. "You're shaking pretty bad, Hun. Are you alright?" She had always had a kind spirit and hated to see people in pain, that's why she was having such a hard time killing the dead until Alviss came along and reassured her that it would put them at rest if she killed them.