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Elfangor Aiken

I dont know what this hell is, but im going to stop it.

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a character in “Surviving Day by Day”, as played by Elfangor

Description

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Name: Elfangor aiken
Age: 21
Gender: male
Zombies Killed: 5
Family Killed: 1
Hobbies: chopping wood, reading, biking
Likes: reading biking cats jaguars blue jeans sweatshirts and killing
Dislikes:big spiders dark water freefalling
Family: my 14 year old son (adopted)
Weapons: fire axe 4 inch pocket knife (blood letter) and a
Wilson Combat 7 Round Standard 12 Ga. w/Ghost Ring Sights (200 12G shells, change to lower number if wanted)
Other: 1968 chevrolet c10 (black) 3 gauge 10 gear mountain bike (in back) small 4x8 tent
Look: scruffy face. 6'2. size 12 feet worn down clothes, and a fedora

History

i was at home when i first heard of it.i thought it was just a bunch of BS, until my wife walked in the front door, but it wasnt my wife. i had little to no time to react, for she was running right toward me. i saw the cold in its eyes. i ran into the kitchen, she was right behind me. i pushed her to the floor and pinned her down, and held her there, thinking she was drunk. "honey, calm down!!!" i yelled, but she tried to bite at my hand, i shook it away in time before she overpowered me and threw me off. she charged at me again, and i dived for the counter, grabbed a knife, and stuck it out." "BLEEEEEEAAHAGHHH-" was all i heard, before i felt the knife slip forefully from my hands, and fall to the ground with it in her head. i cried, then. i had just lost my wife. i was crying over her body when i heard the door fly open. i struggled to get the knife out of her head, and got it out just as my 14 year old son ran into the kitchen screaming, "Dad! why did you do that!" he kept on screaming, until he saw his mothers face. he stopped screaming, and just stared with his mouth open. i said, "your mother... was not herself... and she couldn't have been changed back.." i re said the news cast to him, and one big tear slid down his face.
"we need to get out of here" i said. then suddenly, there was more ruckus at the front door. so i grabbed the knife, and my son, and went upstairs to the gun safe, grabbed the shotgun, my pocket knife, 2 100 shell boxes, and went out the back. but just as i was getting out, 4 of those things came into the door. the first one was about 2 feet away, so i backed up, got my knife out, and stabbed that one in the eye. it fell to the ground as the second one came up, running. i jabbed it in the head just as the 3rd one came through. it was crawling, so i kicked it in the head, and it came off. my son screamed at the sight of the rolling head. but i had time to react for the 4th one to come. walking lazily towards me. i yelled, "die, BITCH!" as i ran the knife down onto its temple. it collapsed to the ground, dead.

when we got out the back, my son grabbed the fire axe we kept handy at our back door. we went into the side door in the garage, and got into the pickup, and my son grabbed his mountain bike and put it in back. and then i remembered something. i said "stay here "to my son, then ran into the house, up the stairs, into my bedroom, and grabbed my wife's favorite fedora. then i went back to the pickup, opened the garage, and high tailed it out of there

So begins...

Elfangor Aiken's Story

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as i pull out of the driveway, i decide to head into the city. i want to see if there is anyone left alive, but all i see are dead people. and more. DEAD. PEOPLE. but as i get deeper into the city, i see a gunshop, but i dont dare risk to enter, leaving my son in the pickup.
As i drive further into the city, im looking around to my left, to my right, when suddenly, i hit a dead one. i curse in dismay when guts splatter onto the windshield, and my son yelps, covering his face. "well, crap. thats gonna leave a dent." i say, but i dont risk getting out of the truck.

i drive more cautiously this time, after finding an alleyway and assessing the damage, happy there were no walkers, i chose to call them, in the alley way. as we drive down the road, jimmy says needs to go to the bathroom. "agh.. 1 or 2?" i say. he says 1, and i sigh with relief, not wanting to leave the pickup unattended, nonetheless wanting to find a working toilet. as we pass an alleyway in front of a big prison, i say "we can stop here" i go out to accompany him as he goes, not looking down the alley, axe in hand, ready to hit anything that comes this way. i look back to my wifes face. i wipe my eyes as tears come to them. im just still grateful that i have my son, jimmy. but as im daydreaming, i dont notice the 2 walkers that are walking a few yards away. when i notice them, its too late to run back to the pickup. i look at them, horrified by their faces. as the first one approaches, i raise the axe, and slice down, and i hear a satisfying crunch of the skull. as the second one comes, i uppercut him in the jaw with the axe, and sent his head flying, as the body slumps to the ground. i yell to my son to hurry up, when i see, to my horror, more walkers. and i dont mean just 2 or 5, i mean more. like 30 or 25, more.

i yell louder to jimmy, and he comes running, and yells in horror at the horde of zombies not 200 yards away from us. im frozen in place. i think "what the hell am i supposed to do with these?" just as i hear popping sounds coming from the prison in front of me. i look at the horde, and i see many falling on the spot. then i look to the prison, and i see about 5 men or so shooting rifles from the towers at the zombie horde. and then, at the gates, a small woman, trying to open them, with 3 other guys at her side. she looks at us, and i look back at her "get the hell over here!" she yells, and i run to the pickup, jimmy right behind me, and turn it on. the horde is about 10 now, but they are getting closer. i remember the shotgun, with automated sights, and i hand it so my son, telling him to get into the back, and stand up. i give him 20 shells before i hear him loading it up, and i put it in drive, and hit the gas, not too hard that my son might fall off, and i hear, to my delight, him shooting forward. i see about 3 walkers falland i run over 2 more, the last one turning around just as it was shot in the head by an unseen gunman. as i near the prison gates, the men and woman look at the pickup, as with delight. i park the pickup within the gates, and get out of the pickup, taking the shotgun from my son, and greeted the woman.
"Hi, my name is Elfangor Aiken. please help us."

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as elfangor walks into the prison, Jimmy at his side; shotgun in hand, he sees the amazing structure of the building. he wonders how many people are here, other than the girl he met at the gate. Elfangor smiles, as he sees more people in the prison. he drives his pickup further into the prison, and looks up into the sky. its red, and he says out loud, "this is one hell that im in, but im going to live though it" he looks at his son, and he sees him scared. "dont worry jimmy, i wont let anybody hurt you." and he finds a parking spot for his pickup, and puts some bedding on the trunk of it. "stay here jimmy, im going to go have a look around."

a while later, he sees more people in the prison, but what catches his attention, is some people outside, on a campfire, roasting franks. he ponders going up to them, and greeting them, but hes in a prison, and has a shotgun in his hands, but wonders if they are mean or not. he gets over his fear, and walks up to the people at the camp fire. not wanting to startle them, he confronts them straight on, and greets them. "hello. i just got in here, and i need to see new people. maybe you guys can help me out?

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The warm hot dogs fill up Jason's empty stomach. He was glad he had food, unlike many others out there, possibly like that little boy the young women told him about. As Jason was in the midst of another bite he noticed a strange, older looking man walk towards him. He had exited a pickup truck and moved his way closer. The shotgun in the man's hand makes Jason a bit nervous, so he slowly and discretely pulls his gun out and hides it by his side, watching the man, waiting for him to lift it up. He doesn't. As the man gets close he speaks.

"Uh," Jason's mouth was full of his last bite of dinner. "Hi, uh. well I am a person, and you see me. What do you need help with?" Jason was not sure what to say. Did he know the girl in the prison, did he know anyone here. He said he needed to see people, so Jason came to a conclusion that this man did not know anyone here. After wiping his hands Jason stuck out his arm. "I'm Jason." He left his hand there for a brief second and then the two men shook hands.

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"Hi, its nice to meet you jason" Elfangor said after shaking hands, and he notices Jason's gun by his side. "oh, im sorry if my shotgun startled you, never know when those bloody walkers will come." he looks in the mans eyes, and says "i need to ask you something. i need to know if this place is safe for kids" Elfangor points to his kid in the back of the pickup, "and he isn't bitten, or ingested the disease. and frankly, i dont know anybody here, except for the 2 men and a girl named Scarny, i think." elfangor clears his throat, and says to the man "well ill be seeing you later. need to get settled in. maybe later you can help me make a few runs into the city, get some groceries or medications, never know when ya might need those. heres some food for ya, i see your running low." and, concluding that, handed Jason another 2 packs of franks, and walked back to the pickup, saying goodbye to the man before he started a fire for him and his son, to make themselves some food.

After eating up, Elfangor decided to go into the prison to meet more people, and pondered to wait until daytime, but then excluded it. there was some sound in there, and he was going to find out who it belonged to. he decided to leave his son at the pickup to guard the goods, and gave the kid the shotgun, and took his pocket knife, in his pocket, to explore the prison.

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Scarny was caring for the girl when she head footsteps downstairs. She grabbed the bow and arrow and went down. She quickly found the man and readied to shoot him. "I said to stay out of the building. You are only aloud in the yard." She aimed at his head. "If you dont leave in the next five seconds I will not hesitate to kill you." She told him without hesitation. These men needed to know she was in charge. So the easiest way to do it was to show them. He was her perfect chance.

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Elfangor was just about to enter the prison when he heard a bowstring drawn, and a girl saying that she wanted him out of the building. he recognized the voice as scarny's. "sorry scarny, i didn't meet you at the gate. didn't hear your rules. hey, i have a proposition for you, if i let you come with me to collect supplies from the surrounding markets, i can help you look for your daughter. sound good?" after she replied, Elfangor went back to his pickup, only to find his son Jimmy asleep. his son was laying on the puffy mattress he had set down for the both of them. the shotgun and hatchet were right beside him, also all the supplies. Elfangor smiled, and got into the back of the old pickup with his son, and went to sleep.

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After what seemed to be an eternity Jason snapped back into reality. The new man had evaporated into the darkness. All that was clear were the screams and moans of the dead. Jason ran towards the prison and spotted a truck. It was Elfangor's. Jason sprinted down towards the truck and yelled out. "Elfangor!! get you and your kid to safety, there are WALKERS coming!!!" Jason then pointed over to the breached wall, hoping he had woke up the two in the truck.

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Elfangor woke up to a man yelling. he remembered it as the man named jason. he looked over the rim of his truck, and cussed, seeing a whole army of walkers "WHAT THE FUCK MAN?!" Elfangor yelled, and saw another man running in. "Jason! you and your friend here get into my truck! its not safe here any more!" Elfangor saw Jimmy getting up and opening the passenger side door. Elfangor picked up his shotgun, and fired off 10 shells that were already in the barrel. he killed about 15 walkers, and then he got into his pickup. "You guys better get in if you want to, because im gona in 5 seconds!" Elfangor yelled out the window, putting more shells into his shotgun. he saw the horde of walkers behind him, and wondered if he could ram through them. he saw a weak point in the line of walkers, and turned his truck around. he then threw it into drive, and made the truck bolt. it was pretty, all the body parts flying around his truck, and about 20 zombies flying past his windows. he then took a hard right, and sped towards a gas station he knew of.

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Jason did not hesitate, this place was no longer safe. Walkers were breaching the walls and taking over. He jumped into the truck and pulled out his pistol, firing into the pack, taking down a couple with accurate shots to the brain. VRUUUMMMM the car then began to speed off towards the walkers and threw many into the air. Jason held on tight to the handle of the truck so that he wouldn't fall out. Then suddenly they were off in another direction. Jason peered out the window as the prison quickly fled from his sight. The others should be safe. Who ever was inside would survive thanks to the many more fences and gates.

After all the adrenaline was used up Jason looked over to Elfangor. "Man, we have to go back! Help the others. Tomorrow, we can clear out the rest.?" Jason wasn't sure if he was telling Elfangor this or asking. In fact he wasn't sure at all what they should do. All he knew was that the prison on the inside would be safe, and they needed to try.

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Elfangor heard Jason yelling toward him "Man, we have to go back! Help the others. Tomorrow, we can clear out the rest.?" and Elfangor wasn't sure if he was being explanatory or questioning. "I.... I dont know man. but i know the first thing. we go to the gas station, then to the market, see if we can scavenge some things. we are almost at the gas station, there is probably still some gas left in the pumps. but we still gotta worry about walkers, so im gonna park my truck a block away from the gas pump." and just then, Jimmy took a pistol out of his pocket. "look what i found at Hondo's house!" Jimmy exclaimed. hondo was a neighbor of Elfangor, and they were good mexican neighbors, but Elfangor guessed that they didn't survive for long. "well, damn. you got a good gun there. well, i guess our other stop will be a gun store somewhere around here." and with that, elfangor parked the Truck in an alleyway he saw with a gate in it, and thanked god that there wasn't a lock on it. Elfangor got out, opened the gate, drove the truck in, got everyone out, grabbed some gasoline cans, and locked the gate with a padlock of his own. "just in case there are any looters around here."

Elfangor was walking toward the gas station, carrying his fire hatchet, his son at his side with the shotgun. he looked back at the 2 men behind him. "the pump might be offline. do either of you know anything about gas pumps?"

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Jason did not know anything about how they worked, he never really ever thought of it. He, like the rest of the population took electricity for granted, even when he was in the army he had power. Jason nodded to the older man, shaking his head with sadness. There were four of them now, including the child, strength in numbers right? And even if Jason did want to go back to help, it was night, he had no clue where he was, and Elfangor had the car. Jason decided that he would stick with them now and see if they wanted to go back later.

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as the group neared the gas station, Elfangor saw only 4 walkers there, but there could be more. Elfangor held up the signal to stop, and whispered, "ill go in there with my axe. here, jason. i gotcha a pocket knife here, or if you have another soundless weapon." and with that, Elfangor snuk up to the nearest zombie, and embedded his axe in its skull with a satisfying CRACK!, and then dislodging it. he did the same with another one, and waited for jason to finish the other 2

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Elfangor watched as Jason jabbed easily through the Walkers heads. he then crept up to the Gas store, and looked inside. Elfangor almost squealed. the place was literally untouched!!!! he quickly walked to the door, and tried to open it, but it was locked. just his luck. he looked around. he saw no Walkers around here. Elfangor was Ballsy, and decided to break the glass. but before he did that, he looked around for an alarm bell. he couldn't see one, and beckoned Jason over. "Dude, this place has been untouched. i think this is where the horde of Walkers came from. we might be able to break the glass without making too much noise." Then, Elfangor saw a run down car not too far away from him. he ran to it, and looked inside. there was a fork, key, lipstick, AHA! CARPET FLOORS! Elfangor grabbed all of the flooring, and asked Jason if he had any duct tape. "so i can hit the carpet, not the glass, so it wont make so much noise." Elfangor explained expertly. "i've never done this before, so lets hope this works."

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Duct tape Jason thought as he scrambled to look in his bag. He pushed around foods, matches, knives and other gear until. "Yeah I got some, not much but a little." He tossed the roll over and zipped his bag back up. He was very surprised by how clean this place was. Many of the goods were still standing up-right, untouched. It was a miracle, they would now gather plenty of supplies and hopefully some gas.

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Elfangor caught the near-empty roll of duct tape. "it'll have to do." so he stuck it to the lower part of the window and used the duct tape to hold it there. "watch out, this might shatter a lot." and Elfangor swung at the glass. it didn't break on the first hit, so he swung again. he heard a crack this time, and he swung one more time, his hardest, which shattered the glass, but thanks to the carpet attached to the lower portion of the window, it muffled the main sound. Elfangor smiled, and said "get us some bags. we gonna have supplies up the crack-hole" And the men started gathering supplies. oil, gas, candy, food, beer, water, pop, but most importantly, gas. Elfangor looked over the counter, and pried open the cash register with his Axe. he took the money, just for kicks. he then noticed a metal box on the wall, and opened it. there were knobs and levers, saying "Activate pump #1" and going on to pump #10. he noted that he had 6 gas tanks, 2 for each person. he turned on 6 pumps, and found a credit card on a dead person. he gave it to his 14 year old son, and told him to fill up the gasoline tanks. Elfangor hoped there was gas in the pumps.

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