Billy Hill's Story

Devan looked over at Dusty with a slightly cocked eyebrow as she heard him speak. She smiled slightly at it and went to add "Well, there's no such thing as an easy day no that zombies rule the earth." She said it in a weird way, like it was a quote everyone used. As Dusty looked at Devan's back, she watched Zara for a moment trying to figure her out. It was like a side show circus with the bearded ladies, sword-swallowers, and midgets. Devan only understood things that were right there in front of her. But, Zara was different.

As if he knew Devan was thinking about something other than her back, Dusty hand her painkillers and large bandages. She narrowed her eyes at him for interrupting her thoughts. She sighed at his question, not wanting to explain it again, but was glad Zara sort of answered his question. She popped a few painkillers before explaining further. "There was a message repeating it's self on the radio saying something about a safe place and stuff like that in St. Louis." Devan explained then looked over where Tori and Will were with a few others. She could hear a new message, but, as everyone else seemed to be taking care of it, she just sat back.

Hearing Dusty's next question, she looked at him then back at Zara as she spoke while putting, most likely her sketch pad, into her bag. Devan slightly cocked her head at this then gave a smile and slight head shake at the next thing the girl said about not sleeping keeping her alive. "I'll never know what that feels like." She started with a smile and small laugh before continuing. "I've been sleeping like a fucking log lately, but that could be from passing out because of the alcohol..." Devan trailed off before turning to Dusty and tilting her head slightly. "What do you think, Doc?" A smile then cracked Devan's face and she turned back to Zara. "Hey, you want ta' help me with these bandages." She tried to say bandages as flirty as she could while bumping Zara a few times with her elbow, the who time a slightly cocked flirty eyebrow was raised along with the more flirtatious of her smiles.



"Kill it, Billy! It's killing Joe!" Brandon yelled. Billy and his friends; Brandon, Joe and Carl, had all ran away from their homes after word of the infection spread. They had planned since they were nine years old about the zombie apocalypse starting. So they had went out and made an underground bunker, with the help of Brandon's dad. They filled it with everything they needed. Sadly, the food was running out and it was time to go out into the world. But, as they stepped out of the bunker, they attacked by a few large zombies.

Carl was the first out and instantly attacked and ripped to shreds. Now Joe was next and getting eaten alive. The sounds of his blood gurgling screams filled the air as the zombie pushed in his throat and started biting his head. It was obvious he wasn't going to make it alive. Joe them went silent and he was thrown to the ground. The zombies bent down over him and ripped into his stomach ripping out his inners. Brandon and Billy watched horrified as their friend was eaten alive. After a moment the zombies looked up at the two and charged Billy. Brandon stepped up and played a little base ball with the zombies heads, actually knocking one of their heads off completely. Another zombie got passed and tackled Billy, biting his forearm.

He let out a loud yelled as he pulled his arm from the zombies mouth. Brandon let out a yell and kicked the zombie off Billy. He then stood over the zombie and pounded down on it's head with the end of his wooden baseball bat. After the zombie was re-killed, Brandon turned around and helped Billy up. "You okay man?" Brandon asked before he took a look at Billy's arm and saw the bite. He looked Billy in the eye before turning and walking away. "Wait, Brandon! You're just gonna leave me here?" Billy yelled to his best friend of many years. "Yeah, I am." Brandon started and turned around. "You're bit! I'm not dragging your ass around with me just to get myself killed! Just go kill yourself or something so you don't end up hurting anyone!" Brandon yelled back to him then walked off.

Billy was now alone. And he knew what was coming. He knew he'd end up turning completely into an undead monster. The only choice he could make was to go off and wait. Wait until the last minute to go. What will he do in this time? Who knows. For now, he's going to a church to at least get a good word in for himself to at least help his chances of getting to heaven. So off to a church he went. He wondered the streets, ducking behind cars and in ally ways as he did so. Today was his lucky day. He hadn't come in contact with any zombies as of yet, and hopefully he wouldn't come in contact with any at all. He'd be happy to see another human though. Doesn't matter if their a boy or a girl as long as they don't tell him what to do. As a church tower came into view, Billy became a bit excited, that was until he came closer and heard voices and the slightest sound of a radio. Maybe they found a cure! Sure, it wouldn't bring back Joe or Carl, but it would sure help him out a bunch. Instead of going in through the front door like he usually would when someone told him not to, he went up to the window and looked in.

He saw a group of people, most of them looked around his age, a few younger and one way older. He tilted his head as an idea planed in his mind. He decided he'll wait for them to come out of the church and he'll follow them. Hopefully that dog wouldn't catch his sent and he'll just be able to follow them to safety and food and maybe a cure.

As Jasmine was sitting on a pew scared that she was going to get killed by a zombie, Rain came over to and said "Is something bothering you." She answered " I just had a bad dream."
Then Moon came over to and said "Did you have any unicorns in you dreams?"Jasmine said "No just zombies." She looked over at Tori and will and heard that they might be going to St. Louis. She knew that St. Louis was going to have to many of zombies. Then she thought to herself "How would she find her sister and dog if they're still a live.." She knew that she wasn't going to find them and probably never see them again. She also knew that she had to stop being a baby and man up if she wanted to stay alive.

Jasmine stared to think about zombies, her mom, dad, sister, dog, friends and how she wished that they where still alive. She wished and wished that her mom and dad was still alive, but she knew that they where bloody zombies and that they were not nice anymore.Then she started to think about her dream and how she was afraid and that she should of kept dreaming. Then she said to herself "My dream wasn't even that scary."

Jasmine started to just look around. As she looked around, she saw something in the window. She was to far to see what it was, but she saw it duck down. Jasmine tugged on Rain's sleeve and, as she pointed to the window, said "Something's at the window." She the thought to herself " Is it a zombie? What is it, because if it was, would it make sound like it would eat us?" But she did not want to go see it if it was a zombie herself.

"I just had a bad dream." Jasmine said, her short answer made Rain wonder if she was going to say anything more or not, but before he could push the subject Moon walked over and sat on the pew in front of them and looked over at Jasmine, "Hiya Jasmine, any unicorns in your dreams?"
"No, just zombies." The girl said as she looked away. Rain wasn't the least bit surprised.

Moon then turned to him, "Hey Rain. How are you?"
Was that a hint of pink on her face? She wasn't blushing, was she? He doubted that. She had no reason to, since she probably didn't even remember what happened.
Moon had been poisoned by some dead guy last night and kissed Rain, he wasn't complaining, but thinking back on it he realized that Alicia most likely had little to no knowledge on what she had been doing.
I bet she would have done the same thing to Dodger if he had been there instead of me. As soon as the thought entered Rain's mind he immediately wished it hadn't. That was gross. Dodger was an animal, a dog. A gross, slobbery, evil little dog.

"I'm fine. ...Uh, what about you?" Rain asked, wondering if he should bring up what had happened or not.
He decided not to.
Moon didn't remember, she didn't mean anything by it, so it didn't matter...Right? Of course it didn't. Rain forced the thought away.
Besides, it was a zombie apocalypse, everyone had bigger things to think about.

Seeing Jace walk over Will forgot about the people around him, his attention solely on Jace. He still hadent had a discussion with Jace about not listening to his orders and putting the whole group in danger. William cursed at himself for falling asleep and missing Jace reunite with them.

“Have we thought about bringing him along? We don't exactly know him but any guy who knows his way around a gun could be of some use to us don't you think.” William was taken away from his troubling thoughts as he was pulled closer to Tori. Her voice was low so only he and her could hear.

"Uhh.." William stuttered flustered at being so close to her. Unable to bring his thoughts together he blushed before remembering he had a responsibility as a leader. Taking a deep breath, he gave her a weak smile.

" Your right, it would be a great advantage. Though I'm not sure everyone would like the idea," William said motioning to Jace and Zara. "Honestly he dosent seem that big of threat." Minus him almost killing us yesterday William thought dryly "I mean he didnt kill Jace let alone anyone in their sleep. I guess if that's not how your show someone you care in this world what is?"

Glancing over at Jace he grimaced slightly thinking of the brunette's reaction. Turning to Ken, Will's expression remained deadly serious as he planned what to say to the man.

"Ken just a suggestion, maybe you should join us. We could really use your help and you know the saying, safety in numbers, right? Plus you can say I told you so if by the time we get to this safety base its over run." William said trying to add a bit of humor to his proposal. "So what do you say?"

Zara raised an eyebrow at Devan's comment. Was she flirting with her? The brunette was not sure how she felt about that.

“I think you are pretty bandaged up.” Zara answered her slowly, not sure how she should proceed. Devan was a strange girl, she didn't hide her emotions like Zara. Instead she wore them on her sleeve for the world to see. She both envied and worried for Devan. If she could be a little more like the loud mouthed girl, she might have more friends, more attachments. She may also be dead.

“I would just hold on to those for when you need to change them.” She went to stand up, then with a small smile she turned back.

“But you can come get me when you need them changed.” She thought about winking, but thought better of it, which resulted in Zara giving Devan a sort of awkward stare. She finally turned away but something else caught her eye.

“Hey who's that?” The archer asked, pulling her bow from her back and grabbing an arrow. He didn't look too dead... yet. She walked towards the window.

Tori was listening to Will and she nodded in agreement. He sent his offer to Ken and Tori waited with baited breath, she could feel the tension rising, and then who to come and make matters worse but their friendly neighborhood hot head.

Jace.

”Please tell me you're joking!You can't be serious about bringing him with! We get along fine on our own!" he argued.

Tori quickly grabbed the boy by the arm and pulled him to the side so the rest of the group couldn't hear her talk to him.

“You're right Jace, we have done fine so far.” Tori said calmly. “But there is no telling what we are getting into by going into St. Louis. It would be both dumb and selfish not to ask some extra firepower along.” She made sure she was looking right in her eyes when she said.

“I don't know if I completely trust him either, but now is not the time to get butt heads with Will. If he does anything that even looks like it is going to be a threat to this group, I can promise you I will be the first one in your corner. There are way more of us, we can take him down if we need to. But we need you on our side right now, and we could use the extra man.” She took a deep breath knowing that she was getting speechy and hoped that she didn't anger Jace further.

“Your argument can wait.” Zara called over the crowd. “We have company.” She gestured to the boy looking in the church window.

Devan watched Zara, her eyebrow raising ever so slightly and her mouth curled into a soft smile. It was obvious she was making an effort here. When Zara answered her question so slowly, Devan's smile dampened a little. Then a thought popped into her head. Eh, I tried. When Zara stood up, Devan bit her lip as her eyes narrowed slightly in curiosity. She wondered why Zara seemed so...withdrawn. But it dawned on her that it was the middle of a zombie apocalypse. Of course she'd be withdrawn.

Devan was pleasantly surprised when Zara turned back with a small smile though and gave the offer to go get her next time they need changing. This made Devan's lips curl up into a flirty and amused smile. "Oh, I will." Devan breathed out lustfully, not even sure if she could hear her. She hadn't even cared about the stare between the two.

Devan watched Zara as she walked away, biting her lip slightly and leaning back, not really paying attention to the slight pain of her back that could still be felt, despite the painkillers. She then rolled her eyes slightly as Zara noticed someone at a window and notified Tori. Devan was tired of new people after what happened last night. It might not have been noticeable before, but she was scared out of her mind that something could happen. Luckily, she was too drunk to show fear, the only feeling she can't show while drunk. She can show her flirty side, which is always there, her sort of depressed side, which is usually drowned out by her loud side that coexists with the flirtatiousness.

Meanwhile, Billy had ducked down after he saw a chick with a bow looking at him and saying something. He was now crunched down beneath the window cursing at himself for even thinking they wouldn't see him. He knew as much as any that people can feel when someone or something is staring at them, and now wouldn't be any different.

"Okay, I'll play dead! No, that's dumb. I'll be friendly and wave! Wait, they could take it as a threat." Billy said to himself quietly. Obviously, he had no idea what to do. He decided to look back into the church only to see a couple girls looking at him. He popped his head up a little more so they could see his whole face. He plastered a small, fake half-smile onto his face and gave a small wave with his hand.

It looked like the group were determined too go too St. Louis despite Ken's warning. Ken thought they were almost idiotic to even consider going there and despite Ken hatred for people staying in groups, they had a good thing going. It would have been foolish too chase after some false hope that was being promised over a radio. Ken thought the worst about this plan, only bad things could come from it. Ken let out a puff of smoke into the air. Will started asking if he would come along with them, at first Ken thought straight away no but there was something in the back of his mind was curious about these kids, how had they survived for so long. He was coming around too the idea of joining them but it would only be until they get to St. Louis.

Ken then saw Jace come up and contest the idea, this was what sealed it. Ken wasn't keen on this Jace guy, which made him want too annoy him even more, Ken enjoyed getting on peoples nerves and he could see that Jace didn't trust him. Ken still didn't trust them but they hadn't killed him in the night so they couldnt have been too bad. Whilst they were discussing with Jace and Tori, Ken said over them giving a slight smile "I'll come, but only until St. Louis." Ken knew that Jace wouldn't like it but he didn't care, he wasn't anything that he couldn't handle. "You guys have any idea how you're going to get there? It's a long walk and I don't think the children could handle it." Ken knew he could walk there over a couple of weeks, he was used to it but those kids would never survive getting there. Ken then heard something over his shoulder, he quickly grabbed his torch and pistol and aimed it at a small figure, it was another child Ken thought What is this? A daycare centre? Ken lowered his weapon and holstered it, letting out another puff of smoke towards the group, "You deal with him." He said looking at Will, he then gave a look at Tori and nodded, walking over to a pew sitting on his own just smoking his cigar.

Jace yanked his arm from Tori's grasp as she pulled them away, facing her with a look of pure hatred. "What?" He growled out, his hand unconsciously falling down to rest on his hip right above where his hunting knife was kept.

“You're right Jace, we have done fine so far...But there is no telling what we are getting into by going into St. Louis. It would be both dumb and selfish not to ask some extra firepower along.” Jace stared at her as she spoke, meeting her supposedly 'assertive' eye contact as he mentally deliberated over her words. The trek to St. Louis would be long and hard and he knew that they would be in a rough patch...but...Jace chances a glance over at Ken, whom was now sitting down at a pew smoking a cigar and looking smug as hell. Jace gritted his teeth and mentally shook his head. The tension between them was going to cause problems, but it looked as if they group had already settled.

“I don't know if I completely trust him either, but now is not the time to get butt heads with Will. If he does anything that even looks like it is going to be a threat to this group, I can promise you I will be the first one in your corner. There are way more of us, we can take him down if we need to. But we need you on our side right now, and we could use the extra man.” Jace looked back at Tori as she spoke, once again meeting her eyes with his harsh ones. A sigh escaped him and he relaxed his arm, running it through his dirty black locks. He wasn't a leader of this group (not that her ever wanted to be) so he didn't have much say in the matter. He would just have to sleep with one eye open for a few weeks and Jace hated missing out on his sleep.

Jace opened his mouth to reply a curt acceptance, when Zara yelled out over the group, “Your argument can wait, we have company.”

The black haired teenager followed her gesture to the window, where he could see a kid attempting to hide as he spied on them. Jace's eyes blazed and he immediately reached for his shotgun, whipping it around his shoulder to point at the window. Dodger stood at his side, hackles raised as a deep rumbling growl slipped through his mouth. The german shepard let out a terrifying bark, the sound echoing through the church like a death sentence. A small smirk broke out on Jace's face and he patted the angry police dogs head, keeping his attention on the kid as he waited for Will to take action.

Moon just sat where she did as Rain and Jasmine answered her question, she was really out of things to say, so she went with Jasmine, "That sucks." Not her most graceful words, but it was all she had. What could have she said, 'Hey, don't worry, everyone you loved is dead, and now we are running for hope.' Yea that would earn her the Victoria cross. So, she looked back at Rain, and wanted to probe how he felt about the kiss.

"So, about last ni-" She was cut off by warning of Zara saying they had company, to which she tried to draw her gun, but found all she had was a knife of someone. "Tori, I want my gun back." She said, knowing that it would most likely be used to kill a zombie in a moment or two. She just took a defensive position in front of Jasmine, hoping to protect, or at the very least stop her from viewing killing.


Dusty raised an eyebrow at Devan's remarks. She was flirting big time, that much was obvious. He watched the interaction between the two, and after Zara had left but before mentioning the new comer, he leaned into Devan, "Don't worry, she'll come around eventually." He said semi playfully, as it was a good moment.

When the news of someone else appearing, he thought it would be a zombie, but after watching his team load their guns waiting for something to appear, someone did a appear. It was a guy, 'A cute guy.' He thought, and wondering if this was an answer to his prayer last night. When the guy had waved to them, Dusty knew that the kid wasn't a zombie. So he decided to speak up, "Alright everyone, he just waved! Zombie's don't do that. Let's just let the guy in before Jace loads him full of lead, please?" He said, knowing that Jace would do so in a heartbeat.

Billy's eyes went wide as he saw some guy point a gun at him. A gun! What, was the guy going to shoot him or something? Billy looked down at himself and back up, his head tilted slightly and his eyebrows frowned with one slightly upward and slightly narrowed eyes. He didn't think he looked dead at all. Plus, the figured the fact that he was somewhat spying on them was also not a characteristic of a zombie. Zombie's were like the bullies in school. They wouldn't spy on you or look for you. They'd just go out an kill.

Billy got the idea to just duck back down and run off, but he knew if he was to do that, he'd die for sure.

Devan let out a small laugh at Dusty's comment, while inside she was somewhat skeptical. Eventually? How long is that gonna' be!? She thought, unsure of what she was hoping for. She then pushed those thoughts out of her head. Why am I worrying? Nothing like that's ever going to happen in a fucking zombie takeover! "Eh, I ain't worried." Devan said confidently and a bit tiredly. Not because she was tired, but to give a more un-worried feeling to her speech. With a slight smile, Devan looked around. She let out a sigh at Jace's sudden defense mode as he raised his gun up to point it at some kid at a window and the fucking dog giving a sudden bark that certainly startled both Devan and the kid at the window as he jumped at the sound of the dog. Devan did not like dogs. She believed dogs were just mindless animals that could turn on you in a second just because they needed food.

Devan then looked over the scene that was going on. In Devan's mind, it was hectic. Noticing that Jace may end up making a bad mood and shoot at the kid, Devan was prepared to steep up and tell him to back off as the kid was obviously not an undead corpse wanting to eat up. She was rather pleased though as Dusty stood up for the kid, even if he hadn't done it in the way she would have. "Might as well let him in before he leads a horde of undead stripers and hobos to us." Devan spoke up from her seat. She said it without a smile and not in a joking manner, but it wasn't in a serious tone either. It was in an almost sarcastic way as to lighten the mood slightly, but lighten it in a way that makes people think "what the fuck?".

After hearing a guy speak up for his life, Billy was feeling a little better. Maybe he'd be able to come along with them, as he thought, since they had what looked like a military man of sorts along with them, to a safe house. And, he figured it'd been about a week now and scientist have probably found a cure to a bite. Or at least something to slow the process. He perked up slightly and pointed, as much as he could, to the guy who spoke up and looking at him, noticing he wasn't that bad looking, he spoke up a little. "Y-yeah. Listen to him! I-I'm not a zombie, I swear!" He stuttered out. He was scared to be shot by the guy with the gun, that was for sure. "P-please, don't shoot." He added, putting his hands up slightly to show he was unarmed. After hearing a girl start talking, his eyes shifted to the girl with raven black hair. Billy's first impression on her was that she must be the weird gothic chick of the group, and his facial expression turned into a slightly confused one. He looked back at the guy who spoke up and shrugged his shoulders slightly as to ask "What the fuck?"

William eyes followed Tori curiously as she escorted Jace from the scene. Watching her touch him sent a wave of jealousy through his stomach almost making him gag.

"I'll come, but only until St. Louis. You guys have any idea how you're going to get there? It's a long walk and I don't think the children could handle it." William's attention was averted back to Ken as his words left his mouth.

"Sounds like a plan. But you'd be surprised at what we can handle, however if we can find some sort of transportation we'll use it. " William nodded his eyes slowly drifting back to Tori. He hoped whatever they were talking about would be over quickly. Snap out of it, Will yelled at himself internally. Remember you have bigger priorities than just watching Tori all day.

“Your argument can wait, we have company.” Forgetting about his internal battle Will automatically grabbed his crowbar turning around.

"What is-."William stopped short noticing a young boy watching them through the broken church window. The boy ducked back down before reappearing and giving them a slight wave.

"Alright everyone, he just waved! Zombie's don't do that. Let's just let the guy in before Jace loads him full of lead, please?" "Might as well let him in before he leads a horde of undead stripers and hobos to us." "Y-yeah. Listen to him! I-I'm not a zombie, I swear! P-please, don't shoot." The room was suddenly full of everybody's loud suggestions.

"Alright alright," William sighed running a hand through his hair pushing a couple strands that had fallen into his eyes out of the way. All this commotion was giving him a a headache."I'll go get him. And Jace." William looked over at Jace his smirk, gun and blood driven dog giving him an eerie look. "Watch my back we don't know if this is a trap."

Gripping his crowbar tightly he exited the decaying church. Slowly walking down the front steps, William heard a moan. Looking over his left shoulder he could vaguely see a group of figures heading towards them. A few of them stumbled while they walked while others walked as if they were blind.

"Zombies." Will muttered turning the corner and coming face to face with the brunette stranger.

"Come on, looks like we have more company than just you." William slightly pushed the boy towards the church's entrance walking behind him his crowbar ready to swing at the boys head if he tried anything funny.

After entering the building he hesitantly announced their situation. "Well looks like the undead has finally found us."

Zane Isaacs & Dr. Weaving


The group of teenagers and military soldier see a black chopper that says "FBI" on its side door fly over the church with a smoking rotor. They have been flying for a while from another state, the pilots are trying to keep control of it by gripping the control steering stick; grinding their teeth. The pilots were struggling while the chopper kept beeping. Then it finally gave out and the chopper spun out of control, black smoke seeping from the back rotor as it spins in air. The pilots were yelling and trying to reach someone.

"This is BlackFox 051, We have lost control of the chopper. We're going down! May Day May Day!", The people hear the radio, what they're saying as he hears a pilot in the background yell, "BUCKLE UP PEOPLE! WE'RE GOING DOWN IN 'DEAD ZONE' territory!" as it sounds they have other survivors with them. But question is, where are they coming from? How many are there? Who are they? and final question... Where were they going? to the radio destination of a safe house? These are questions that most people wonder when they see an FBI Chopper flying towards the direction of St. Louis and people talking.

They recieve another radio broadcast that begins talking to the going down chopper. "This is Refuge Camp 'Arrowhead' Command, We cannot do anything about it... All I can say is... Good Luck BlackFox 051, A convoy of 3 retrofitted SUVs are heading towards St. Louis. Meet up with them and find that Agent Isaacs. Also... find that damn Doctor Gregory Weaving.... take him out... It has been an honor surviving with you all." Gunfire is began to be heard in the background with people screaming and yelling, "This is Agent Hollison, We got zombies everywhere! THEY'RE BREACHED THE FENCE! *Gunfire, men yells of death are heard. Moans heard and bone/flesh munching*, AHHHHHH NO NOOOOOO! *Static*"

The pilot began hestitating, "We're screwed man!", then the co-pilot noticed two people going into the church and a horde heading towards them. He said, "Look! People, they're going into that church!" as the pilot looks with a panic look on his face. Then the chopper slams down into a decaying wal-mart, which isn't far from the church, maybe a few clicks. Chopper has sparks flying from its rotors and blades. The pilot injured his leg... as he grabs his MP-5 from weapon slot and a few magazines. He sees the co-pilot dead and a few survivors dead, only a child remains... a 10 year old, who has no clue what is going on but people going crazy and on a murder spree. He looks at pilot with fear in his eyes as he notices his parents are dead as a piece of metal stabbed through their stomachs. He gets out with the pilot... as the Michael Desmond aimed his MP-5, looking around the dead wal-mart........ *To be Continued, music plays*

Jace listened to the various complaints and cries from the group, his eye twitching in annoyance. He wasn't stupid, he wasn't going to just shoot the kid if he didn't turn out to be a threat. But you never knew how these sort of things played out and having a gun pointed at the suspect was always a good way to start.

"Y-yeah. Listen to him! I-I'm not a zombie, I swear! P-please, don't shoot." The strange boy called out, causing Jace to chuckle a little. He gave Dodger a signal that allowed him to take a few steps forward, hoping to freak the kid out a bit with the menacing canine. Dodger wouldn't attack unless he was given the command, but it wasn't like Jace couldn't have some fun with the situation.

"Alright alright, I'll go get him. And Jace." William spoke up. Jace prepared himself for a mouthful from the leader, something along the lines of 'stop pointing your damned gun at everything that moves' or 'stop acting on your own'. But intend, William surprised the rebellious teen.

"Watch my back we don't know if this is a trap." Jace blinked, his eyes turning from his target to land on Will. Had he finally said something smart? Seemed that William might be able to handle this leadership thing...maybe.

A grin spread across Jace's face and he gave William a mock salute, "Aye-aye" He answered, then followed the older teen to the church entrance. Jace saw the zombies just as William did and once again he raised his gun. It was a large mob, too much for him or the group to handle on their own. Jace swore under his breath, glancing to Will to see him grab the brat and push him into the church. Jace stayed at the entrance, unmovingly keeping a vigil on the approaching zombies. Just as he was about to turn to go inside and figure out the plan, a familiar noise sounded from the skies.

A chopper; massive, black, and smoking appeared in the skies above, obviously crashing. Jace stared in awe, his arms lowering as he forgot all about the zombies. He watched the massive black beast fall through the sky, the pilot tail-whipping it to try and land it safely. It disappeared below the building line, but the noise it made when it crashed did not go unnoticed. Splintering metal, flames, and smoke appeared high over the buildings in view of the church. Jace stared for another second before he turned his attention back to the zombies.

They were closer, much closer and once again Jace let out a string of curses. He whistled for Dodger, who was staring at his enemies at the end of the steps. The teen and his dog hurried back into the church, slamming the doors behind him and turning to face William and the group.

"Whats the plan?" He said, leaning against the wooden door with wide eyes and a very startled expression. It was still morning and there was a new, strange kid, a massive mob of zombies outside the doors, and a crashing helicopter. Jace heaved in a massive breath, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his shotgun tightly.

Everything turned to chaos in a matter of minutes. First a new person to deal with at the window, then Tori watched from the window as the zombies started to come toward the church.

”Looks like the undead finally found us.” Will said. Tori let out a curse, but was relieved to see him and the newcomer enter the church unscathed.

“Okay guys! Let's get packed up, now!” it was about that time that the sound of the helicopter crashing sounded.

'What the fuck is going on?' Tori thought to herself. They needed to move and they needed to move fast.

“What's the plan?” Jace asked.

“Zara and Jace, watch that door while we get everyone ready.” Zara nodded in agreement and then ran to the door, bow drawn and ready.

Tori turned to Moon and tossed her gun to her. “Watch the kids, get them ready.”

"Dusty, try and look over the new kid, then grab your medical supplies and put him to use."

“The rest of you, weapons at the ready, grab your stuff we need to move! We may have to fight our way out of here.” She grabbed her own pistol from her boot and stood next to Will.

“It couldn't have been easy could it?” She flashed him a sad smile. She knew that she they couldn't stay on the road, flirting it up and be happy. Not without incident. There were a lot of undead outside that door, more than maybe even her ragtag group could take. She could loose anyone today, the thought terrified her but she didn't show it. She stood firm next to her handsome rogue of a partner. They had to be strong to get them through this. They would crumble unless they were completely united.

She wanted to take the plunge, just tell the stupid boy how she felt, in case she didn't get another chance. But now wasn't the time, they didn't need the distractions.

“Remind me to tell you something when we get out of this.” She wanted to say “if we get out of this” but she needed to tell herself that she would. That they all would.

The doors started to creak and the monstrosities started to reach inside. One head barely became visible through the entry way and before the door was even opened enough for anyone else to notice, one of Zara's arrows struck true.

“We don't have time here!” she cried. “We need to move now!” She looked at Jace and couldn't help but let out a small smirk. There was no one else she would trust to fight by more.

"FUCK NAH!" Devan said loudly as she heard the dreaded sound of moaning and groaning of the undead coming closer to the church. He statement was made clear as will came in with the kid and stated that the undead finally found us. Devan shot up from her seat, wincing slightly from the sudden movement as a strike of pain hit her lower back and she remembered she was still wounded. Just go through it. She thought. Her eyes were wide and, almost as soon as Jace asked what the plan was and Tori started tossing around orders, Devan grabbed her bat off the floor and bolted to the alter where she left her alcohol filled bag just as Tori said for them to get packed up and the sound of, what Devan suspected to be a helicopter crashing. "Damn, it's the fucking start all over again!" She said, mostly to herself as she looked up through a window as she carefully put her bag on her back.

At hearing Tori dish out more orders and hearing her tell Dusty to look after the new kid, Devan looked around. The new kid was wide eyed and confused over by himself as he watched the group get to work. Devan rolled her eye at him not doing shit and clenched her bat as she walked over to him. "Yo, kid, what's your name?" He looked at her strangely before slowly answering "Billy." At that, Devan grabbed his arm with her free hand and dragged him over to Dusty. "Billy, this is Dusty. Dusty, Billy." Devan introduced quickly before they could even give a wave or handshake or anything in. She then took a quick look around, looking at everyone scrambling to do what ever they had to to not only save themselves but the people around them as well. She then put her free hand on Billy's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "You know how to use a knife?" She asked him quickly and seriously. Billy got a confused look on his face and he slowly nodded. At that, Devan reached down into her boot and pulled out a rather large five-inch knife. She clicked the little button and *swoosh* a matching five-inch blade spiraled out.

Not even looking the switch-blade over, Devan looked back at Billy with a serious look. "Dude, I got this thing off some dead pimp in a mall." A smile cracked her serious look slightly before continuing. "If you lose it, I wont give a shit." She said shaking her head slightly and putting the knife in Billy's hand. She honestly wouldn't care. She just kept it in case of emergency, but it seemed that in an actual emergency she would completely forget about it. She them turned to Dusty and cocked an eyebrow. "Don't get bitten, Doc. You wouldn't be any use as one of the undead." At that, an idea came into her head. It wasn't the best idea taking into account what had happened earlier, but it was an idea none the less. She then turned and ran down a hallway. The same hallway she had came down with a bleeding back after being attacked by a zombie priest.

After watching the girl go down some hallway, Billy looked at the Dusty kid, kind of confused. "Is she always that...weird?" He asked, gesturing to the way Devan had ran with the thumb of his free hand. He then looked down at the knife. What the hell was he supposed to do with a knife? He probably wouldn't be able to use it if his life depended on it. He then looked up at Dusty, and had absolutely no idea what to do.

Meanwhile, Devan was following her gut back into the office of the re-dead zombie priest, Father John. She was following something she found out when she was little and her grandmother took her to church. Obviously, Devan didn't do church, even as a child. She snuck out and found herself in the Father's office. Looking through the desk, she had stumble upon a gun. Devan figured that Father John, considering how he looked, probably kept one in his office as well.

Opening the door to Father John's office, Devan wrinkled her nose and clenched her bat. "You really need to work on that odder problem, Father." She said down to the guy on the ground as she made a step over him and to the desk. "Here, here, gun. I just wanna use you to re-kill some dead strippers." She said in a sing-song voice as she started opening all the drawers finding one locked. "Ooh, was Jonny try to hide something?" Devan said as she raised an eyebrow. She pulled at the drawer a little harder. Didn't work. She sat her bat down on the top of the desk and pulled at the drawer with a little more forced. Didn't even budge. Then, getting a littler aggravated, Devan pulled with all her force she possibly could. Nothing. "Damn! You couldn't make this easy!" As if she her Devan's complaint, Devan could her Tori yell that we didn't have time and we needed to move. At that, Devan went psycho-crazy on that damn drawer. Pulling it like there was something between life and death in the thing. "Come. On. Mother. Fuck-" The drawer flew open, causing Devan to fly back and land on her ass. Looking inside the drawer, she was pleased to see a pistol with a hell of a lot of ammo. She checked the gun to see if it was loaded and put most of the ammo in her bag. She then half ran half skidded out to the main room and said "LET'S KILL SOME MOTHERFUCKING ZOMBIES!!!"

Devan then came up and stood by Will and Tori by the door. She had the gun in her hand and her bat sticking out of her bag. She smirked at them with a cocked eyebrow before rolling her eyes and facing the entrance. Smirking, she decided to say a simple question. "So, we gonna go kill these motherfuckers now, or we gonna wait to meat our making?"

William watched through attentive eyes as everyone took in the news of their flesh-eating acquaintances finding them. Will had known it was only a matter of time before they would run into the undead suckers again, yet seeing them still made his stomach drop and hands sweaty.

"Whats the plan?" Hearing Jace's question Will turned around ready to answer, only to stop short as he heard Tori's voice. In a strong assertive manner she began giving out orders as she tried to get people organized and ready for battle.

A small smile crept its way onto Will's face as he watched her. She was definitely the kind of the girl he was looking for, not some dumb ditzy girl that panicked in the face of danger and couldn't get her hands dirty.

Tearing his eyes away from Tori he watched as everyone took their place, ready to take whatever was gonna come through that door. Deciding on doing a final quick head count Will remembered something. Looking over at Ken he wondered what the new group member was going to do, he could easily leave them all for dead and escape while the zombies were to preoccupied with eating the young group, or he could stay, ready and willing to make sure everyone got out alive.

Calling out to him he made sure to choose his words carefully. "Hey Ken, Let's try to make it out in one piece." Motioning towards the group he gave Ken a slight nod, if there was anytime for Ken to show his loyalness to the group the time was now. Returning his attention back to the Door Will gripped his crowbar tightly. With Devan and Tori next to him he gave them a slight smile he eyes remaing on Tori a bit longer than Devan. Realizng he might die right now, William promised himself if they made it out of this alive he would tell Tori how he felt.

"Let's get out of here before they can trap us in here." He called out to the group taking a step towards the door. "And everyone be careful." He added quickly doubting he even needed to say that last part. Doing one last headcount William pushed open the door stepping outside ready to take out as many zombies as he could.

She was on his heels, not daring to let Will out of her sight. She knew that Moon would take care of the kids, it was Tori, Devan, and Will's job to clear a path and get them the hell out of dodge. She had to trust that her small little crew could get through this, she had to focus on herself right now. Anything else would get her killed.

Zara was right behind Tori, arrow knocked and ready to penetrate some squishy skulls. Despite the adrenaline pumping strong through Zara's fierce veins, she was eerily calm. Nothing mattered, nothing fazed her. She was a stone wall, she dulled out everything that wasn't important. The scared whimpers from the children behind her, the tension in the room. Everything was gone except that gap between the doors when William pulled them open.

She unleashed her arsenal with such a fluid grace that she appeared superhuman. The ones closest to the door slumped to the ground within a few seconds. She wondered if Jace saw, if he was impressed.
'Probably not,' she thought. The boy was more of a stone wall that she was. He wasn't focused on her, he was focused on the decaying corpses that were trying to force their way into the church.

Tori didn't need a command, she moved forward as Zara cleared her a path, She used her hunting knife on the one's closest to her, trying to keep from attracting the monstrosities with noise. The crimson haired warrior wasn't bothered with the blood that now splattered her face from the first few enemies she felled, or the corpses that fell at her feet. She was no longer bothered with morality, they were no longer humans, they were only in her way, a barrier that caused her group hard ship and it had to be dealt with. She stayed near Will the entire time they cleared the path out of the prison of a cathedral.

'safety in numbers' she told herself. It was more than that.

'If you can see him, you know he is safe, you can concentrate.' was the real reason. There was a semi clear path now.

“Guys, let's move! Keep the kids safe,” she motioned for the others to run through and out of the fray of the horde. They could move around the few stragglers and Moon would put them down, especially if the kids were in trouble.

Zara ran through, taking out a few in her path with a machete as she did. They needed a way to get out of here and fast. Walking or running wasn't going to cut it, they could just run into another horde, especially since the helicopter crash most likely was going to have them swarming the place. She saw it out of the corner of her eye and ran for it.

It was a forest green colored van, with enough room to fit all of their little group. She sprinted, keeping her blade ready in case of an ambush. She tried the handle and thankfully it was unlocked. She was grateful she wasn't going to have to break the window and draw the undead to her. Hopping into the drivers seat she quickly turned the key. It tried to turn over but wouldn't. The sound caught the attention of a few of the walkers and they started her way.

“Fuck,” she hissed and tried the key again. Still it revved with no sign of starting. She slammed her fist against the dash board.

“Come on...” then with one last turn it roared to life. She excitedly jumped from the seat and knocked an arrow, killing one of the undead that now headed in her direction.

“Come on guys! Get in! I can't drive this thing” She opened the large sliding door for easy access and began to pick off the walking plague sacks.

Tori looked up and smiled. She could always count on Zara to be a resourceful one. It was perfect. They would be able to get to a safer area and then siphon some of the other dead cars for gas. She waited behind for the others to head for the van.

That's when she saw him. She hadn't thought much of him sense the day everything went down, she had been to preoccupied with surviving and getting out of the city. Then with her brother's three day fight with the disease, and finally with her group. But there he was.

They had been friends once upon a time. They had even hooked up a few times, although they were nothing serious. She had been texting him the night her mother had gotten bitten. He looked good for a zombie. No pieces of flesh missing, no protruding bones. He was almost the right color. She wasn't entirely sure he was a zombie, but the way he walked. It was off.

'How long ago did he get bitten,' she thought. 'Could I have saved him if I had looked for him,'

“Benny?” she asked. She had to be sure. He turned, and her heart leaped with joy, he was okay. Then he opened his mouth and a terrible hungry hiss exited his lips. He was gone. She pulled back her knife but at the last minute she hesitated and she didn't strike with the force she normally would have. The blade didn't enter deep enough into the skull. It did get stuck. She tried to pull it out but it was stuck. She reached for her pistol but it was too late.

Benny had her on the ground before she could release it from the holster. She tried to push him off but he was too strong for her. She knew that she would be gone in minutes.

Zara watched helplessly from the van as some of the crew entered. She tried to shoot the man that had gotten Tori to the ground, but it was no use. She couldn't get a clear shot. For fear of shooting their fiery second in command. She stayed her bow.

“Zara and Jace, watch that door while we get everyone ready.” Tori barked out orders at everyone, but for the moment Jace was willing to follow. Zara slid next to Jace near the door, and Jace offered her a nod. Zara was one of the smarter ones in the group, maybe cause she thought more like him. Seemed like she adjusted perfectly to the world that they were in now and Jace liked that about her.

Hearing the familiar woos of an arrow, Jace glanced over just in time to peak between the crack in the door, spotting one of the many zombies fall with an arrow to the brain. He cracked a grin at Zara, the smile only growing further across his face when she matched his smirk. Jace was just about to mumble a 'good shot' when William stepped forward to open the doors.

Jace backpedaled until he was in a safe zone and crouched by his dog, pulling his knife out and swinging the shotgun to an easier access position. "Let's get out of here before they can trap us in here...And everyone be careful." William called out before opening up the floodgates. Jace took a deep breath, gave a low whistled for Dodger to follow, and swarmed out behind Tori, Zara, and William.

With a fluid movement Jace whipped his hunting knife up in an arch and slammed it down on the nearest zombies skull, the sickening slosh of brain matter dispensing over the front of Jace's shirt. A maniacal grin broke over his face, a giddiness that only comes from the death of the un-dead. He spun around and whipped the knife out, shifting to his next target in a fierce charge. This zombie was much larger then him, but by the rate of his decomposition he was one of the older ones. Jace lowered his body and rammed the knife up through the bottom of the dead mans throat, his wide and unseeing eyes freezing in death for a second time.

Vaguely he noticed the others around him. Tori and William were fighting near each other, forcing Jace to refrain from snorting and rolling his eyes. Jace moved on to the next target, only to have Dodger leap in front of him and rip the zombies head from his shoulders. Dodger's muzzle was covered in gore, but the dog looked surprisingly content ripping apart the bodies of man. It was a scary thought, but Jace trusted the shepard with his life. For a moment, the teen glanced behind him in time to see Zara take down a zombie with that bow of hers. Another smirk crossed his features, this one of admiration. It was outstandingly amazing that she could battle these undead with a bow and arrow, Jace would never understand how she did it.

While he watched her another zombie was on him, almost knocking him to the ground. Jace barked out a slew of curses, kicking the gurgling girl away angrily and then throwing his knife into her skull. He ripped out the weapon and looked up just in time to see Zara reach a vehicle. God-damn, probably one of the only miracles they had encountered in this hell on earth. Jace let out a laugh and whistled for Dodger, pointing towards the car for the dog to follow. Both teen and dog jogged to the green van, reaching it just as another zombie did. Dispensing of it easily, he rolled into the back and turned to face the entrance, ready to attack anything that entered. Jace sent a quick glance to Zara, grinning widely, "Look's like it's our lucky day!" He laughed, but the sound died in his throat at Zara's facial expression.

Quickly he looked towards were she was pointing her bow, his eyes widening at the sight of Tori fallen below a zombie. He couldn't shoot it with his shot gun round in fear of hitting her as well and he was already to far to reach her in time to use his knife. Jace gritted his teeth, then turned his gaze to William.

"WILL! Get Tori!" He bellowed at the leader, pointing his bloody hand towards the fallen girl.

Devan bounced slightly on her right foot as she waited eagerly for the door to open. She had a stone cold look on her face that doesn't seem to make it's way there unless she's facing a life-death situation. And not the life-death situation where she is facing death, but the life-death situation where others are facing death. So what, Devan didn't know any of these people before the apocalypse, sorry hardly even knew anything about them now. But, together they made a family in a way. A makeshift dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless. Her sole goal was to help take down as many of the zombies as she could until they had a semi-clear way out and to get the kids to safety.

Kids. That's all they were. All of them were just kids who came from family's where they didn't need to worry about where they were going to sleep for the night or whether they'd have a chance to eat the next day. Then they were all put out on the streets to fend for themselves, until they all found each other. The thought of these godforsaken zombies causing so much heartache just raised Devan's rage against them. As Will stepped forward to open the doors to the church that acted as a well safe house, though it had had a zombie lurking in the back as Devan recalled, Devan put the small gun in the front of her pants for easy access and she reached back and grabbed her trusty bat from her bag.

As Will opened the doors, it was an epic sight, even in Devan's point of view. The sight of a huge horde of the undead, probably the largest they've seen yet, and the sight as she heard the string of arrow after arrow flew. She glanced over her shoulder to see Zara automatically slew arrows at the horde. Devan wanted to give her an impressed smirk or something of the sort, but her senses were drawn back to the undead. She was in a state that nobody ever see's her in. A state of pure and utter blankness. A state that could only merely be defined as one-tasked and one-goal. What was that goal? To kill as many of those godforsaken motherfucking zombies.

Once Will and Tori went one way, and Jace went another, Devan went straight out. For the first time, she was quiet. She didn't taunt, she didn't tease, she didn't even comment on how lame the zombies were. She said nothing as she effortlessly took out zombie after zombie. Along the way, a rather large zombie knocked the bat from her hand. It flew a few feet away. The zombie tried to tackle her. Luckily, Devan remembered the gun. She pulled it from he pants and put it right up to the zombies head. In what seemed like a decade, the shot went off. Time seemed to freeze for Devan. She's never shot a thing in her life, and this new weapon gave her a feeling that couldn't possibly be explained. The bullet went straight through the side of the zombies head and out the other side as it's brains and guts spewed out.

In shock at what the small weapon could do, Devan scrambled on the ground for her bat. She crawled around and under zombies until she found her lovely blood and guts covered bat. She picked up her bat as she stood and found herself in the middle of a small group of zombies. She didn't even have the time to curse at herself before she started taking them down. Some saw death by bat while others saw death by gun to the head. After a moment, Devan was breathing deeply as she was out of breath. She'd taken down almost all of the ones that attacked her, as a few stragglers were just walking around in circles not knowing what they are. She was about to walk off before she saw a child. He was a young child, maybe around the kids age, and he was turned. Devan didn't was to kill him, but it was a zombie. She couldn't let it live.

She put her hand to her forehead then to her chest then to her shoulder to her other shoulder, making a cross and mimicking the Sign Of Cross over herself. She put the gun out and walked up to the kid and put the gun to his head. Devan waited a moment, hoping the children don't see this. As the little undead tyke let out a grizzly hiss, Devan pulled the trigger and the body of the thing fell to the ground.

"I'm really gonna' need a drink after this." Devan said with a sigh as she turned around and saw Zara and Jace over by a van. She started behind Moon and the group of kids and pushed Billy and Dusty along with them. Once they were pretty much to the van, she ran a little ahead and helped the kids get in and get situated. "Just sit down, don't move, and be quiet. It'll all be over soon." Devan said to them with a small reassuring half smile, the only one she could muster. Upon hearing Jace's frantic calling, she looked out to where he was pointing and her eyes went wide. Tori was being attacked by a zombie. Devan stood there next to the van just staring. Not her normal staring, but staring in helplessness. It was all she could do. She was too far away to help, and she couldn't help anyways. She was out of breath and practically having a heart attack, plus she was feeling all depressed after needing to shoot that undead kid. What help would that do?

Upon setting foot on the zombie infested ground, Will immediately began swinging his crowbar, the hard metal connecting with the zombie's decaying heads and sending them sprawling on the ground.

Remember your priorities, remember your priorities. Will silently chanted to himself as he tried to keep himself from thinking about the red headed beauty, a few paces away from him. Just thinking about how he was going to tell Tori his feelings was making him a lousy fighter. A couple of times he had become surrounded by a few zombies until he either broke through or someone else helped him out.

As he fought he could somtimes catch glimpses of Tori's face through his peripheral vision. Though wanting to keep all thoughts about her out of his mind he was still glad she was fighting close to him, so he could always make sure she was okay. Watching the determined girl fight, made him want to stop and kiss her right there. He could slowly feel his feelings growing for her with each passing second.

As he caught sight of her again he couldn't help but stare at her, she was really something her bright red hair flowing in the wind as she protected her group with all she was worth. Watching Tori cost Will some valuable seconds, and before he knew it he was surrounded his attention no longer able to focus on Tori, he began taking out the zombies closest to him. Their guts and blood flying all over his already dirty clothes.

Taking out the undead flesh eaters one by one, he was able to clear a small path. Looking up as he heard an engine start, Will sighed relieved. Most of the group had already made it to the truck Zara had found. It was their lucky day the vehicle was just big enough to fit their young group. Taking one step forward Will was suddenly stopped in his tracks as dreaded words flew out of Jace's mouth.

"WILL! Get Tori!"

Looking over his shoulder Will's heart stopped as his eyes landed on Tori, looking helpless as a zombie towered over her.

Will rushed over to Tori only one thought going through his mind, I must save her. Before he even knew what he was doing he slammed his crowbar into the zombies head, repeatedly doing the action well after it had stopped moving.

Finally being satisfied that the undead danger was no longer a threat to Tori, William looked over at her wiping away the blood from the creature off his face.

"Are you okay?" He whispered his voice still in shock at the thought of almost losing her. Hearing more unnatural moans from the flesh driven monsters, Will decided this was not the best place to talk. Leading Tori over to the van and pulling her in Will hugged her close to him, not really caring what the others saw or thought, he was soley focused on Tori.

"I'm sorry I didn't get there sooner, you're okay, right?" Pushing a strand of hair out of her face Will couldn't help it anymore and leaned into kiss Tori. "Victoria Jones, I think I'm in love with you." He whispered to her so only they could hear.