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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

It had now been a few hours since the duo had fallen asleep, the sun was at its highest peak-now to be near its lowest. Although the light still faintly shone through the small run down city. The brunette womans back was pressed against the wall of a crumbled building-her and her canine companion hidden by the many boxes that surrounded their sleeping location. All seemed peaceful at the moment, but in this city of chaos it was all likely to change.  It was lucky for any being to get atleast a few minutes sleep never mind a few hours but being hidden, asleep in the inner city where most danger lurked.

But, the young 22-year olds sleep was soon disturbed as some familiar sounds came from near by, that she knew as the growl of her fellow companion Hunter. At the sounds of the vicious but almost silent growls her eye lids shot up revealing her bright blue eyes-there stood the black and tan figure of her ferocious friend, standing protectively peering around the corner of the boxes-his hackles raised and fangs bared. But confusion struck Kennady as he stood silent-even at the shuffling behind him. Managing to carefully lift into a crouching position behind the boxes with her eyes glaring through a small gap.

Before she saw the beasts she could hear them-their disgusting noises sticking out from the roast. Hidous moans and the odd high pitched squeal would escape the tatted, infected humans-their feet barely touching the ground causing them to drag across the ground, walking limply with their arms hanging loosely. The zombies had now come into sight. She knew it was to good to be true, not getting disturbed whilst being asleep she knew these creatures would be lurking near by-but they seemed totally oblivious towards the two hiding behind the boxes, but Hunters growling could soon drawn attention.

Gasping at ones sudden movement she pulled herself down, now completely hidden by the. Oxes-her attention drifting onto Hunter who was still growling. Although she appreciated his efforts in protecting his owner she would rather her life be lost other than his. "Hunter, back boy.." she whispered and with that he obediently took a few careful steps back out of view-he was aware of the soon to be attack. As the sounds got closer and the moans got more clearer Ken knew it was time to react-before they came beast bait.

Sweat had formed in the palm of the females hands as the listened carefully, a small amount falling upon her forehead-but one simple motion of her hand across her head the small amount of liquid soon vanished. Now, she managed to silently and carefully reach for a hand gun and a long knife that were located in her weapon belt-managing to pull them out-but as the pulled back on the latch rolling the barrel the click did echo-but it didn't seem to bother the brainless creatures. Looking to her left she smiled at her companion "Its alright, I'm alright, you'll be alright!" she reassured him brushing his side, but at the sudden sounds dipped her head and grinned "Now boy, attack!" and with those commands it happened.

Managing to spring herself up from the ground she had launched herself through the air-shooting up the street towards the four walkers and managing to shoot on in the head-the blunt bullet instantly killing it and only managing to injure one. Swiftly, Kennady managed to turn herself and roll across the ground-quickly stepping up. Looking down she nodded, Hunters paws pressed against the ground as he lunged through the street and pounced onto a walker-doing this before he was rather skilled at doing so-so it didn't bother Kennady to much. Stupidly, she had gotten herself distracted watching her companion fight and suddenly she received a hard blow.

Gasping and letting out an "Ahh" sound she violently fell to the ground, hitting it with a rather hard force-wincing in pain as she lifted herself slightly-but quickly rolling across the rubble filled ground to prevent being stomped on by the zombie. Narrowing her eyes Kennday got to her feet-rather shaken for a few seconds but quickly regained herself. Now the young woman had several cuts and bruises across her arms, leg, stomach and back and having a cut on her cheek along with a bruise and a scratch on her forehead-but she wasn't willing for this to distract her.

Clutching the handle of her with rage Kennady pushed herself forward-slashing the beast with the tip of the blade causing it to lead out one deep yet loud bellow that echoed through the streets-a smirk on her face as she done it another few times, but the lound noises attracted unwanted attention. More sounds of moans came from around the corner which caused her to gasp "Hunter here boy!" she ordered and he instantly ran over. Although already taking care of two of the beasts they were now surrounded by another four, which made the situation a whole lot harder. Muttering some unaudable words she looked down at Hunter-the two weren't willing to run, as their scents would just be traced and they would be filled with the problems at a later date. All they could do was back down the street.

Doing so Kennday took a few steps back and tripped over something hard, falling back onto the ground she growled gritting her teeth, Hunter barking and nudging a thick, wooden stick towards her with his tail wagging, smiling she lifted to her feet and grabbed the beam-like previous situations the long handle of her knif was placed in Hunters mouth, which enabled him to slice at the beasts legs and even he was trained to use certain weapons like knives and sticks. Now the two stood side by side Hunter with a knif in his jawls and Kennday with a thick wooden stick in her hand-starirng narrow eyes at the frou beasts heading towards them-this time ready.


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[Jane-Doe]

Alexander Thaddeus Way

The young male, Alexander, studied the female carefully- seeing as she was unhealthy. The limp in both of her steps wasn't hard to miss, along with the hisses and grunts that accompanied her joint's creaking. A light breeze scraped leaves across the gritty terrain, ruffling Alex's dark brown curls, as well as Trooper's dark brown and black tufts.

Alexander's expression seemed calm and collected, a bit amused, even; the end of his full lips twitched up ever so slightly- it was hard to see, but one could identify it if they had a keen eye. His thick eyebrows furrowed downward, his silvery green eyes surveying the surrounding area once more. "Are you with anyone?" Alexander asked, his tone gruff and to-the-point.

It would be simply idiotic and reckless to be running around these parts around yourself, espeically injured. However, Alexander was a hypocrite for thinking so, because he, too, was by himself; minus Trooper. It was better that way. Less deadweight and nothing to worry about but yourself.

As he awaited a response, in the distance several gunshots fired off. Neither Trooper nor Alexander gave any expresion to even detect that they heard it. Alexander's eyes wavered off into the distance where the shots were fired off, but he quickly returned his gaze to youn, raven-haired female.

If someone was firing off rounds so carelessly, it better have been an emergency- but Alexander would have to deal with one problem at a time. This day was so odd- it was a rarity to come across living people who didnt shoot you on sight, but this part of the city seemed to be crawling with survivers. How nice.

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Tonx Keena Evergreen

Tonx tries to straighten herself upright but was prevented by the small hump between in her shoulder area. Unlike Alexander and his canine companion, Tonx reacts to the sound of rapid gunshots by stiffly turning her neck towards that direction. She didn't like the way they were being fired. It could only mean Biters. But she would have to deal with that later. She turns back to the man, considering his question. She lets out a melancholy sigh and looked back at him with her tired emerald eyes.
"I did have a group but..." she kicks a stone in front of her "Too slow, got left behind... I don't blame them." She answers, still in that gloomy Eeyore fashion she seemed to have mastered.

The group itself had a  'survival of the fittest' feel to it and everyone in it seemed to fit that. But Tonx, hunchbacked, athritic and suffering from painful and stiff joints caused her to seem a burden which was eventually left behind.

She sways a little on the spot, a breeze ruffling her coal hair. She pulls her thin arms into er t-shirt in an attempt to warm herself. She felt sick from dehydration and was suffering from a headache brought on by hunger. But she didn't let these factors show- it was a defense mechonisim she had come up with. The only thing she couldn't mask was the crippling pain in her joints.

She does an awkward movement with her head as she becomes more anxious about the gunshots coupled with this obviously experianced man and a dog who looked as though he could take her hand off if he had to. She brings her hand to her mouth and begins to gnaw on her fingers. She tries to hide her anxiaty but if he, the dog or the potential Biter were to attack, she wouldn't stand a chance. She watches him closely, hoping he would be satisfied with her answer.

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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

This situation had all came to quickly, Kennday was barely prepared and was still half asleep when it had all happened-although it didn't come as a surprise to her considering she had encountered a zombie run in a few weeks ago, but with less of the flesh eaters. They seemed to be more ferocious when it came to night and as the sun continued to slowly go down the due would soon have the disadvantage in the fight-but would try their best, they hate the thought of running from a fight especially with a group of zombies.

Kennadys heart had begung to rapidly beat and felt like it was in her mouth-as it would for most people in this life threatening situation. The two were now pressed against the wall, Hunter with the weapon in his jaws and the young woman with the beam in her hand ready to attack-but the sheer amount could possible be to mught to handle-now facing five of these beasts. Once again, she dropped the wooden stick but kept it in one hand, drawing her coal coloured hand gun and aiming a few more times at the zombies head-skillfully managing to kill on, which went down with a high pitched scream which only sturred up the others.

Panic filled the young woman, for herself and her life but mostly for her companion-he was only a young dog at the age of four and she didn't want his life to be taken so quickly, so this fight was a must win or they would have to run. Now the flesh eaters were letting out many disgusting sounds-grunts, growls and screams-which irritated the woman quite a lot, their stench almost unbareably as they slowly clambered towards the two mouths wide open and drool dripping down their face in a small amout.

It had been a while since she had seen another person or another dog so help was certainly not coming-this didn't bother her to much she wouldn't like to be labelled weak or anything, but many could clearly see four zombies laying limply on the ground, now lifeless and letting off a disguasting smell-a lot worse than the living ones.

As the beasts clambered towards them Kennday shoved the gone quickly back into the pocket of her belt where her hand guns sat. Then she wrapped her hands strongly around the wooden stick and hurled it up-usuing a blunt object was an advantage and a few bats over the walkers heads would soon end their sorry lives-but a slice by a kniw also done pretty much damage. Starring down at her comanion who showed bo fear what so ever she smiled-then turning towards the flesh eaters near by-moving forward. The creatures seemed spread out which was another advantage as she was able to see to one or to at a time but taking on four would be a challange. Now the due was running towards the group half way down the street ready to attack. 


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[Jane-Doe]

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."

The young lad's blood runs cold for a second- and no longer- because of the rapid gunfire had ceased to exist for a minute or two. His exterior showed no expression of concern for the person who may or may not be in possible danger. Alexander ran a callusy hand through his hair, before returning his hand to the front of the gun to hold it steady. Lowering the gun, and releasing his finger from the trigger, Alexander gave a slight look of sympathy for the girl.

She didn't look that much of a survivalist, but that didn't matter. "That's unfortunate." Alexander's gruff tone said with a shug, before he closed the distance between himself and the girl quickly, Trooper following right on his heels. He examined her for a minute- She didnt look healthy. She looked run-down, tired, hungry, and borderlining ill. He furrowed his brows and gave a light bob of his head. After a few seconds in the silence, a single gunshot fired off- seeing as, Alas, that surviver down the street was still fighting. Alexander passed a concerned look towards the raven-haired girl. He didn't say much, but he took a large, steel hunting knife that was strapped to his toned arm, released it from its harness, and handed it to the girl.

"I'd love to stay and chat, but I think someone's in trouble just up ahead. Care to become a hero for a minute or two? I could offer some food and water if you stick around long enough." Alexander said, tilting his head in the direction- up the street.  Trooper's ears perked, his body lurching forward in a need to attack- Alexander swatted at his furry rump, and the dog took off; his police vest bobbing on his lithe frame.

Alexander kept his pace at a slow jog so it would be easy for the girl to keep up. Tossing his head over his shoulder, the young male spoke up, "the name's Alexander, if you were wondering." But said no more as he picked up the pace lightly onto a wrecked city street.

The scene was odd, four biters, a young woman, and her companion, lunging themselves at the predator- the zombies.
A light breath of amusement filtered out between his lips before he quickly slung his Ak47 over his back, taking out his crossbow. The young lad aimed his crossbow at the nearest zombie, shooting the silver-tipped arrow right through it's skull; and the biter fell down with a deafening hiss.

Trooper leapt at another zombie, gripping its arm with his powerful jaws; as Alexander aimed his crossbow at the zombie's skull, shooting it. The zombie seizured in a pool of it's dark, infected blood, before falling limp.

Alexander's eyes trained on the other two remaining, seeing as to what he should make of the situation. Retrieve his crossbow-arrows, or finish off the rest? Let the unknown girl take care of the remaining two? Thoughts scrambled his head, as he lowered his crossbow for a moment: letting a soft growl escaped his scoweled lips.

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Tonx Keena Evergreen

Tonx jumps suddenly as the man seemed to jump into action at the Survivor fighting the zombies behind her. She catches the knife and for a moment she seemed to snap out of her characteristicly gloomy manner as she decided it was better to follow.  He was a potential ally and he had offered nourishment if she agreed.

She hobbles after him, yelping a little at the first stiff and painful strides of her running gait. She stopped as she saw his actions against a zombie, now convulsing on the pavement and bleeding profoundly. She yelped as she suddenly noticed a snarling, salivatiing animal launching at her.
She lets out a frightened yowl and automatically stuck out her arm which happened to hold the knife, the blade enters the being just below the fourth rib in its cage. It lets out a blend of a scream and a roar as it collapses to the floor but not before grabbing one of the girl's feet and biting into one of her Ugg boots. Tonx takes her other foot and stamps it on the head, breaking the skull with a sickening *crack* before it lay still, dark blood leaking from the ears and nose.

She pulled her trapped foot from the thing's grip and was relieved to find out there was no sensation of bleeding.

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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

Kennady grinded her teeth together as she quickly collided with one of the beasts, swinging the heavy stick with quite some force she managed to knock it to the ground, tilting the blunt beam she pushed it down violently onto the flesh eaters skin-causing a crack to echo through the streets and the beast laying on the ground-black blood seeming to ooz out of its head. Turned her attention towards her companion who was still in a fight. She watched with her eyes widened as the dog was thrown against a wall-the knife she had given him sticking out the beasts arm.

But, as three walkers had quickly fallen she turned her attention towards a dark haired female, a brown haired male and another dog that looked similar to hers-it had appeared they had heard the commotion and had came to her, for that she was thankful. The brunettes attention was quickly drawn back towards her dog who was still pinning down a beast walking closer she sighed "Finish him off..." she commanded as she picked up the knife. It didn't take long for her companion to kill the beast.

Turning her attention towards the three who were standing near by she smiled-although she didn't know whether to fell alright or embarrased, what if they thought she was stupid or something? But that was the least she needed to worry about, the cuts on her cheeck, head legs, arm and back were still bleeding and she would soon need to tend to them some way or another-but now she needed to thank the trio. But she was unsure whether they were a group or not, three people together? She hadn't really seen a group of people walking around so it was pretty unfamiliar to her.

Not, with Hunter by her side the brunette slowly walked down the street-gravel kicking up beneath her feet as she weaved through the bodies of the lifeless beasts on the ground-a smile on her face as she walked towards the three unfamiliar beings. Raising her left hand she ran it through her hair making it fall back in flash, walking towards the group she felt slightly uncomfortable. Stopping infront of them she smiled, looking down towards the Shepherd she then looked at Hunter "Be nice" she whispered. Then glanced back at them.

Infact they seemed like an unusual group and not very organised, one of them were travelling with no weapons apart from a small knife-if need be she would equip her with a gun, besides she had three hand ones. But for now she was willing to thank them for their help. The male seemed rather equipt with guns and other forms of protection. Smiling at the two she nodded her head in respect and smiled "Thank you guys, for helping-they just came out of no where..." she explained in order to prove she hadn't caused any trouble. But embarrassment filled the young woman as she sterred at the two with a smile-looking rather scruffy from her many days here as dust and dirt lined her clothes and skin-like most people she had seen around. 


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When you said 'three' are you including Trooper?))

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[[Yeah I was, sorry if I didn't make it clear]]