Yasa: "Jules is in her heli, and Steve and Russ are over there, the Kids are in the car." i say pointing that out. i know everyone's names but damn we had had a hard time as is was not to mention that everyone kept going missing.

Ottway: "you know i can hear you right?" i say looking to the girl. my leg was on fire but i knew it was for the best that i let the girl help me.

Rick: i look around. "oh well i was just naming them off not looking at them." where was every one.

Steve: "because i worked with Yasa before. That boy was a heartless killer, and it was no wonder either. His home burned when he was just 7, forced to leave everything behind, then he lived on the streets of Moscow, before he was enslaved by a rich man. i helped him escape. He then worked as an assassin, killing all his targets, including the man that enslaved him. then when he met Kat. He was sent to kill her! but she saved him." i say going silent. "i trust no one else but you with this great secret."

Kat: "fine." i dig in my own bag in search of peroxide. "here." i say as i find his wallet. "think you may want this back." i pull out a bottle of liquid.

Ottway: "thanks." i say taking the wallet.

Kat: "this is going to sting." i say pouring the liquid on his cut. he was very brave and barely flinches as the liquid bubbles.

Boy: I nod. "Okay then. Why is Jules in her heli?" I asked curious. I would have thought she'd be over here. I look around and raise my eyebrow. "Wait where IS her heli?"

Annie: I stuck my tongue out at him. "Duh! I know that. Did you know that you shot at my mother you jacka..." I catch myself and look over at my mother and cleared my throat. "You dumby."

Russ: I shake my head. "That's still skirting around my question. Why pick me? Why didn't you tell Jules or Rick?" I look him dead in the eye. He told me a secret that he was turning into the things that killed Russ why wasn't I reacting?

Kristine: I laugh a little. "Ya didn't tell my any names just how many were in you're little crew here." I look around at their group and see a little girl dancing in front of another woman. I smile thinking about when Annie was that age.

Jesse: I find new clothes and walk towards the restrooms to change. I pull off my shirt and look in the mirror. I cringe. That was one big bruise from the shelf. I quickly wipe myself off and pull on the new shirt. I cringe as it passes over my bruise. I smiled as I hope that Quin doesn't hug me too tightly.

Steve: "Cause i thought you would understand..." i stand and walk away. i pull out my gun. it was silenced, and it had saved my back in so many places. i put it under my chin. this was it, the last i would see of the sky, of light, of anything. i pull the hammer back. i sigh and let a single tear run down my face, this was the single hardest thing i would ever do. one more inch and it would all be over. and for what? a stupid bite! was this really right? Yes, it would be lots better than turning into one of those things. "good bye, cruel, beautiful world." i pull the trigger, and fall into darkness....

Ottway: "will you just shut up, you mouthy little brat!" i yell through the pain.

Kat: i giggle at this remark. "that would be the pain and fever talking."

Rick: "oh sorry, it has been hard to tell reality from thoughts lately, ever since i lost my wife." i look to the ground, afraid i would cry. i had to be strong, at least she was free from all this.

Yasa: " I think she wants to be left alone, you know like some girls want to be." i say looking to Kat. She had brought my from the dark, not with out pain, and sorrow, but she had never given up and that was why i was going to see that she was not going to die.

Russ: "Oh my god.." I whisper to myself. What the heck was he thinking? I had followed Steve but didn't know what to do.

Annie: I roll my eyes at him. "No I don't think so. Oh and if you want me to shut up Why the fu... in the world would you shoot at my mother?"

Kristine: "Oh, I'm sorry for your loss." I say putting my hand on his shoulder smiling reassuringly. I wished I knew what that felt like but my husband wasn't the kind who cared.

Boy: I shake my head. "If I've learned one thing from growing up with just mom and Annie, no girl really wants to be alone. Where's the copter?" I ask him again.

Yasa: "In the woods just a ways." i say. there had been a click, almost like a gun going off, but my years of being an assassin tell me to run, to find a place to have the upper hand. i put a hand on my side, my ribs were broken, but i say not.

Ottway: "Yes and you all looked to be people who raided for fun, killing all whom you come across." i state knowing it will come back and bite my in the ass.

Rick: i look at her hand then at her face. "Thank you." she was a kind person, but all kind people had a dark side, and i was not falling for that again.


Brisingr growled in my ear, the cat was perched on my shoulder as i limped down the road. she was my eyes for mine did not work, but i had came to know these woods well. "oh now Girl, you know you have to tell what is the matter." i laugh a little loud

Boy: I raise my eyebrow at him. "Are you okay?"

Annie: I snort. "Please! She looks like a girl scout and if you were going to shot at anyone why not me? I look a lot tougher then my mom." I was starting to feel insulted by him.

Kristine: I smile a little brighter. "You're welcome." I look over at Annie and sigh. "Do ya think I should get her away from him until he's better?"

The engine of Nickle's 2003 Jeep Cherokee began to make his ears buzz. How long had he been on the road? A day? Two? He had to stop to get gas an hour ago, which it had been his second fill up total. No walkers just yet. He nearly was jumped by a bunch of survivors, but he'd managed to evade them- and accidently ran someone over. Blood covered the grey hood of the car, and made specs along the wind shield partly. But it was bearable. Nothing extremely gory.

"Alright, Nickles, you're on your own now-" Nickles, or more formally known as Kalis- spoke to himself. "Good ol' Robbie won't be there to save your******next time."

Kalis truly wondered if he was going crazy. He'd heard about a guy named 'The Governor', who had gone crazy. Burnt his entire safe haven down without a single thought, and lived by himself for nearly a year. He almost died to, until he'd taken advantage of a clueless family. Kalis remembered how the prick really wanted to die. He wished he did... No good son of a- Kalis stopped himself, which he sighed. Forget it, just focus on the road.

Action Post: *From where the large group of survivors were, they could hear the car engine.*

i stop my descent along the road. This was not good, if the car did not see me i was going to get flattened, but if it did i may get jumped.i carefully make way for the side of the road, Brisingr growling at my shoulder. My heart was racing. i had managed to survive this long, i just hope it would last.

Rick: "Kat wont let her hurt him, any more than with words." i smile at the lady. if i had to live with anyone else as my wife it would be her.

Ottway: "because she was closer to the children." i admit.

Yasa: "Nothing i thought i heard something. say what were you before the ****** hit the fan?" i ask thinking it would be something simple.

Finishing the round about, Nickles caught a glimpse of a LARGE group of survivors. From what he could see, he spotted at least three. But that was what he could see, did he pray to god there weren't more. Nickles slowed down, which he examined the first guy he saw with his brown eyes. Tall, muscular, and he had a mean looking crossbow on his back. Don't piss that one off.. he thought.

It was then he'd stopped, and he rolled down his window and waved his hand. "Hey! I can see you ain't one of them walkers." Nickles said. Incase this stranger had the idea of attacking, Nickles could make a swift duck and grab his handgun. One bullet could do so much now adays- even kill a man..

I turn toward the sound of the car horn. my hand went for my sword. it was strange that i, a blind boy barely out of my teens, could find himself able to weld a sword. Brisingr sat on my should. being a cat she was able to hear, not to say see, more than the average human, thus warning my when danger was about. this was not the case here, no she sat very still upon my shoulder meaning that she could see no danger in the eyes of the great beholder. "please could you turn the car off, your sending us all into the lions mouth." i say to the person in the car.