"I didn't need your help!" she yelled. "And now look what you've done! We are going to die because of you!" But, typical Alaska, she wasn't going down without a fight. She resorted to using her fists, not caring what she did to them. She was ignoring Victor at the moment

Victor:

He at the moment ignored her and instead he fought off as many as he possibly could, but he was starting to weaken. There were only around 10 or so left, and he wanted to beat this and live longer then today... He was clearly not going to make it out of this alive with how this was going.

( Should Victor get bitten but not infected? )

(Yup, it would bring out Alaskas never before seen emotional side.)

Alaska noticed that Victor was weakening, but that was his own fault. She had told him to go back and hide, but dis he listen? No! Alaska asked herself why this surprised her. This was typical male behavior. Her gun had got broken to the point that even if she did find ammo, she wouldn't be able to use it.

( Perfect )

Victor:

He fought with all his might but eventually, even a giant will fall. He landed on his back as a Zombie tackled him to the ground and bit hard into his shoulder, since he was unable to fight all he could do was scream out in pain and agony. His vision started to blur, he thought he was dying.

As Alaska worked on finishing off the rest of the zombies with Lanis help, she heard a scream. She made her way to the source of the scream and found Victor. She kicked the zombie off him, and held it down by standing on it's chest. She had seen what looked to be a bite wound in his shoulder. As she crushed the zombies lungs, she felt something wet hit her hand. She expected to see blood, but it was more like water. She ignored it, not allowing herself to think that she was crying. She scolded herself. Oh come on! Why are you being such a baby? He's gonna...he'll be fine. Yes. He's gonna be alright. No he's not he's gonna die and turn into one of the freaks...why did I have to yell at him?

Victor:

His eyes seemed to have clouded over and his breathing was weak and ragged, no one would of expected him to speak until he weakly said a loud " Ma.... ma is that... is... is that you..? " He choked out the words as he just looked at the skies above him, tears rolling down his cheeks. " Ma... how are ya here? Where is... where is... is Pa? " he sounded weaker and weaker as the seconds ticked by, he was not okay at all, and in the amount of pain he was in, he was seeing things. " Ma why do you have wings? Only... only birds have... have wings... " he said with a weak laugh that resulted in him coughing up blood. He was unable to stand let alone walk at this moment, and it seemed as if he was dying. His breathing started to slow dangerously and in what he thought was his final moments he barely said, " Hey Ma... tell... tell Alaska I love 'er tell 'er if I could... I'd... marry... " he closed his eyes, although he was still breathing it was shallow.

Alaska knelt beside him, putter her hands on his chest and clasping them. She hadn't prayed for a long time, but here went nothing. "Dear God, please don't let him go," she said, choking on a sob. "I'm not entirely sure what I would do without him." That was all she could manage before her voice got too strangled. She just sat there and started sobbing, almost wishing a zombie would take her. She pulled her knees up to her chest, putting her face in her knees, wrapping her arms around her legs. She had just let him get hurt. It was all her fault. She cursed herself. She would never forgive herself if he...no. Don't think about that. She told herself to stop crying, that it wasn't going to help anything, but it was like she couldn't help it. She took him in her arms, wiping the blood off him

Victor:

He was still unconscious, and was now not losing as much blood. His breathing started to become steady and his heart beat was still strong. His body was surprisingly warm, but he was silent. Unknowing of what was going on around him.

"Victor....please just let this be a sick prank...please..." She watched his every movement for any sign of him being okay, of him going to make it.

( Thought this would be the most perfect way for Alaska to figure out that Rose is his sis. )

Rose:

She saw everything and ran outside we whatever medical supplies she could get her hands on. So what if she broke her ankle? She was going to help her brother! She quickly got to him and Alaska, and she jumped the gun and blamed Alaska " what did you do to my brother?!? "