"On it! On it!" Damian was under the dash before Janette had finished the statement. He mustered up his strength fast and pulled it free in a matter of seconda and immediately went to work yanking at the wires. "Alright you go here...this one goes here. Just need to put you here and then..." As soon as Damian had connected the wire to the starter, the engine of the car roared to life. "Damn I'm good!" He crawled up into the driver seat. "C'mon people lets move!"

Sprinting down the body scattered street Katya noticed a group trying to break in and hot wire a car. she moved more slowly from a distance, until she noticed that it was her Fathers truck. she had the keys, she had been driving it to work that morning when there was a major traffic jam and she was forced to abandon it. she ran towards the group, Metal chain in hand and screamed at them. "HEY. What in Gods name do you think your doing breaking into My Dads Truck."

Janette heard an unknown voice yelling at the group, she turned back only to see Katya walking towards them, she seemed a bit angry and that chain she was holding seemed dangerous.
"There is no time to explain girl! Come with us if you don't want to die!"
Janette said before getting on the truck, leaving the door pen for the group to get in

Jason pulled out one of the nails he had and stabbed it into a zombie and quickly let go only to hit it with his bat driving the nail into it's brain, hearing the truck's engine start up he turned and hopped into the back of the truck.

Hearing the offer that she had been presented she could hardly refuse. jumping in the back of the pickup she tossed the driver the keys. "you might need these to get it started again. oh we may need some more gas there was only half a tank this morning" she wrapped the chain around her hand and grabbed onto the side of the truck

Evan turned to the source of the voice calling out for someone. It was for him. Before he could answer, or really even comprehend what had been happening, a Glock was shoved into his chest with four rounds left. Evan had gone to the range regularly, so he was familiar with firearms combat, but prior to the outbreak it had been some time, leaving him a little rusty. As he turned around to take him, a pair of keys came flying his way, and landed beside him. Evan knelt over, turning back to Jack while holding the keys.

"Right. Guess I'm driving then. All pile in the Evan-mobile." His last few words emphasized as he drove the butt of the pistol into an infected persons head, knocking them back, but not wasting a single bullet. As the rest piled into the vehicle, so did Evan, closing the door beside him and making sure the windows were pulled up. A surrounding population of dead walkers began to approach the truck, almost circling the area, bound to trap them in. Evan puts the keys into the ignition, and turned it forward to start the engine, but it only sputtered.

"This has gas, doesn't it?" Asking the general group. From the blue a bloodied and came knocking down along the window, frapping along the pane and causing a loud noise. In the dire close proximity the zombie made, Evan pulled the Glock on the zombie and pulled the trigger within seconds, causing the round to blast from one end out the other of the target ghoul. The zombie fell over with gray brain matter oozing from its exit wound, clearly dead.

"God damn it! Anyone want to provide me come cover?" He began attempting to start the engine again.

"Hey guys," Alexi said softly. "Is it bad when you stop feeling pain?" She then lowered her head, her vision now growing blurry. "Just put a bullet through my head." she said, before passing out.

Jason was in the bed of the truck shouting at the zombies in German as he kicked and swung his bat at them as they tried to climb onto the truck, "i would appreciate it if we started moving soon" he shouted to the rest of the group in the cab of the vehicle before swinging at another zombie that climbed on the side.

Damian growled. "Everybody in? Good. Hold on!" He slammed his foot on the gas and the truck rushed forward crashing through a small group of the zombies gathered in front of it. "Take that ya undead pricks!" He yelled before maneuvering the truck past some crashed cars and kept going until the bar was no longer in sight.

Stopping the truck for a moment, Damian breathed a sigh of relief before looking back at Alexi. "Is she gonna make it to the station? Like Truck Girl said we do need to stop by the gas station and I do think it's closer..."

"Ive got a name you know" Katya scowled at the man in the drivers seat. "its Katya Winters, and it would make it easier if i knew yours. you owe it to me at least you know, since you stole MY truck"

Alexi still laid motionless in the seat and her wound continued to bleed. Her fingers began to twitch lightly as the blood ran through them.

"What the Hell happened to you guys" she said spotting the woman whose wound was bleeding profusely.

"Will you give it a rest with the damn truck? It was either take it or wait for the zombies to come get us we didn't even know it belonged to anybody, not to mention you're still here with it so why are still complaining about it?" Damian snapped at Katya as he started the car forward again. He sighed and rubbed his temple calming himself down. "I'm sorry. I'm little on edge what with the dead coming back to life and the girl currently bleeding to death in the back. I'm Damian and I'm sorry for stealing your dad's truck."

"its fine. in all fairness i'd have done the same. Do you know what happened to her?" Katya said nodding to the girl currently laid out on the back seat

'No idea. First I saw her she was fine, next thing I know she's covered in cuts and bleeding all over the place." Damian sighed. "We really need to do something about it.

Jack was not even in the truck before they all took off and left. He did not mind that he was left. He really doubted there was even enough room to fit in it. He liked being here, in the midst of all these practice targets. Granted, these zombies were not dumb, but they were still zombies, and made mistakes in their running, which would make them meet their demise. Jack spun his battle axe as a zombie approached, and it slammed into the zombies head, crushing and cracking as the zombie flew back and rolled on the ground, then landed, unmoving. Jack smirked and kept on running until he found a hotel that appeared to be abandoned. He took not time barging into the front doors, then grabbing whatever he could find, he blocked the entrance. He would rather deal with the zombies inside the hotel first

Jason sighed in relief as the truck started moving and sat down in the bed of the truck as they drove down the road. looking through the back window he saw that Alexi was passed out in the back seat and had lost a lot of blood, they might need to find the hospital...

"I dont know how much this will help but there should be a basic first aid kit in the glove compartment. you know a bandage and some plasters. Painkillers." Katya told the man. she needed the groups trust if she was to stay with them

Alexi was still breathing, yet struggling as her breathes became light gasps for air. She started coming back into consciousness but she was too weak to move or even speak. Her vision was very blurry and she couldn't quite make out what was happening, then she started slipping out again.

"hey, shes coming back round. someone throw me the first aid kit from the glove compartment." Katya called to the passenger in the front