Hunter lay on his back on top of a damaged car. His shotgun lay just out of reach of him, though he was in too much pain to use it at this time. He heard the roar of one of the others, the one that sent him onto the car. "Shit, shit, shit!" He grabbed his side arm and took aim at the thug. A large hulking beast of a... well, An Other.

Hunter was shocked to have spotted one, he had only seen three like it in the last two years, finding one now was definitely a chance situation. He fired his .45 at the Thugs torso, It hit right where his heart should be. If he was a regular dead one those three shots should have dropped him, or at least chase it off. The car Hunter was on was flipped just as Hunter got off it.

Hunter changed tactics and fired a round into the thugs head. A small crater was made but he didn't react still. "Well damn, You suck my should be dead friend." Hunter side stepped as the Thug kept swinging at him. After swing after swing Hunter was able to grab his shotgun and fire a slug into the things chest, that got its attention as it was sent back on it's ass. By the time it stood up Hunter was already running. He knew it would take way too much ammo to kill this guy, so he ran.

Te thug was fast for its size, slower then Hunter but it was able to push aside barriers instead if avoiding them. Hunter soon ran into an old office building. He had to lose the Thug because once that thing caught up to him he was dead. Hunter ran up the stair well, he was a lot more Agile then the Thug so he was able to go up faster then it was. Though it refused to give up.

Hunter made it to the 6th floor when a large chunk of the stairs were missing. The thug was two floors below him so with out thinking he jumped. He landed barely holding onto the other side of the gap. He about pulled himself up when he felt the tub on his boot, the Thug had pulled him down to its level. Right as it was about to crush Hunter the stairwell above it collapsed sending it down a few more floors.

Hunter looked down the destroyed stairwell. "Asshole." Hunter grabbed his gun and started walking.

Louis had recently crashed with a police officer near the forest, recently finding guns on the officer. He got up and rubbed the dirt off of his shirt with blood on it, it was disgusting to have Louis looking at a police officer dead, so in order for Louis to get what just happened off of his mind; he continued off in the forests with no aware knowledge of what he could encounter. As he departed from the dead police officers body he encountered groaning that seemed to disturb him, much more than a dead corpse placed on ground in a forest. He would step over dead bodies that seemed pale and inactive. In disgust he continues out the forest with only a Bat. Louis seemed not so violent when he was poor and defenseless. He encountered something siting out where he was walking... encountering a Bloody Zombie Louis didn't ever think zombies we're real and he was dreaming. He'd back away from the zombie and pull out his bat and attempt to hit the zombie oh the head with the bat, a weak defenseless attack didn't really do anything to it. Louis spaced out and tried to leisurely attempt to walk comfortably to a safe spot, but it wouldn't work. Louis was gripped onto by the zombie and his bat dropped out of reach, the zombie reaching in for his neck mostly. Louis knew he was going to die for all of the bad things he's previously done in his life, he closed his eyes; BAM!
A man had already shot the zombie before it was over with Louis, the man was normally callous with other people around him, but got along with Louis. Louis was still closing his eyes when it was already done with, opening his eyes he saw a man standing write in front of him. "Huh?" Louis said spacing out.
"Are you going to kill me?" Louis asked.
"No, I'm not..." The man said, with a ambitious stare.

".....?"
Louis was curious if the man was even friendly enough, or he was just doing it for some unknown reason.

"I've heard about you, Louis. Your a... ruthless man."
"So what?" Louis said coming towards the man with a big glare at him.
The man picked up his gun and aimed it tight.
"You work for me now, Louis."
The man said, gripping tight on the gun.
The man was only 5'7, Louis was 6'4, the man wouldn't stand a chance against Louis without a gun.
The man triggered it on Louis and the cop body came alive, grabbing on the mans feet and biting hard.
Louis wanted to help really bad, but ran away anyways.
As Louis ran away from what seemed to be a garden he found out that there was something that he didn't know.
A few miles he ran downtown he found his aunts house, probably she was still alive. But Louis was mistaken when he opened the door, he found guts of his aunts stomach open and cut open by zombies. Louis took out his bat with a angry frown and he walked slowly with a vulgar attack onto a zombie with a hard BAM! The zombie fell down and hit the ground by itself. Louis would take out the rest with the bat, he soon dropped the bat and it came to the point where he heard REAL human breathing. He walked upstairs and saw zombies banging on the door, spacing away from the zombies he was at the stairs. They came towards him and he walked backwards downstairs, soon enough he hit something behind him and was about to be bitten. Until someone came out of the room and shot the zombies heads.
He was confused.. but he got a closer look and it seemed to be a survivor too.
"Who are you?" The women asked walking downstairs.
"I'm Louis Bale." Louis said with a ambitious glare.
"Don't act like I didn't forget, Louis." She said with a scowl at him.
"What?" He asked.
"You are a murder." She said, folding her arms.
".....I'm done." He walked out and slammed the door with anger.

"Jag tittar på stjärnorna." Caius repeated once again. Beside him lay an exhausted Easton, fast asleep. Which explained why he was holding East's rifle, pondering about how cryptic his companion could be sometimes. Last night they had traveled the streets scavenging for any discarded supplies. Unfortunately for them they only ended up with bloody clothes from running into so many Livlös. And instead of scouting for a haven to spend the night they decided to rest in an abandoned van.

The quote was something that puzzled Caius in it's entirety. Every single morning when Easton woke up he'd recited the monologue, and every single night before bed he'd say it again. It was the first phrase he even taught Caius in Swedish, however, he usually said it in English.

"I'm rubbing off on you," Easton's eyes suddenly fluttered awake, and he gave a brief yawn. "I guess that means I don't have to say it."

"How long were you awake?"

The older shrugged. "Long enough. We'll move out in a few minutes. I can already here a few Livlös."

(Livlös - Lifeless / Jag tittar på stjärnorna. - I am looking at the stars.)

Hunter woke up to a metallic thud. He kept quiet, no matter what it was it may try to kill him. Hunter grabbed his bag and shotgun, He had to be ready fort a fight. He set the bag down on a table in the apartment room he was holed up in and started to take the riot armor off his bag. No idea what he was dealing with but he wasn't going to take chances. Though his armor had seen better days, Many of the pieces were damaged, the front torso piece had a small hole the size of a dime in it, and two dents similar too it.

After he got the armor on he threw on his bag and made sure his gun was loaded, he had ammo but he was low. His remaining shells could fit into one box, and he hadn't found shells in months. Now that he thought about it he hadn't found much at all the last few weeks. Barely enough to survive on, and less everyday.

Hunter walked into the hallway shotgun raised. He heard the cling sound again, from inside another apartment. Inside he found the remains of a camp, looked like it had been abandoned a while ago, but there were still supplies in it. With out thinking Hunter started grabbing everything he could carry and he threw it into his bag, he stopped when he heard a whimper.

Hunter looked over to the noise and saw a little girl, maybe eight years old. She looked dirty, even for today's standards. Hunter wasn't sure how to react, so he raised his shotgun. "Don't move." He said quietly, the girl flinched in fear. Hunter lowered the gun, He wasn't about to kill a little girl who was alone, stranded, and that he had just robbed. He set down the gun and started walking to her. "Hey there, I'm, I'm friendly." He raised the visor on his helmet. "See? Just as human as you." He stopped moving when the girl jumped back in fear. "It's okay it's okay, I'm a soldier, I'm here to help."

He paused then inched forward. "Where are your parents li-" He stopped, out of the corner of his eye he saw it, A dead one. Sitting there in the door way just barely turned away from the two. It looked like it had been there for some time, maybe even days. But there's no way it would have missed the kid... Unless.

Just as the thought hit him the little girl jumped onto him sending Hunter on his back. He did what he could to stay quiet as to not disturb the dead one. Hunter was soon able to over power the girl as her jaw was locked on his arm piece. He turn the girl on her back and held her neck down with one arm well he reached for a knife with the other. Seconds later the girl was dead. He grabbed an axe and walked over to the dead one sitting in the apartment. Seemed fresh, as if it had died at most a few weeks ago. Maybe it was with the girl, maybe not. He decided to not think about it as he killed the beast and took what ever he could use from the camp.

Easton eyed the dirty alleyways as they walked by. They weren't the prettiest spot when everything was still... Well, alive, but their look was now deteriorating everyday. The duo had to dodge trash, bodies of the Livlös, and a few of the living ones. East was careful to not waste ammo so he only took out the ones that go too close for comfort whilst Caius hit a home run on any of the others. They paused for a few moments to catch their breath. "A gun shot woke me up, I thought it was you."

"You heard that, too? Thought I was hallucinating." Cai furrowed his brows. "D-Do you think anyone is alive out there?" The pair had met survivors before of course, but that was only around the beginning of their journey. The possibility of more life wasn't something they had necessarily debunked, no, they just happened to see less of it since they normally stayed within the 'shadows'. A few squirrels here and there, one stray cat, and birds. Tons and tons of birds.

"It had to have been, unless they've evolved," East's voice trailed off. "Skit. Just like the Baiters did I guess. What if there's something out there, like the Thugs, but more... Human?"

Caius looked his companion over as his body started to tense. He instantly knew what was coming next. Easton was quite logical, yes, but when something captivated his interest he'd instantly go with the least logical route. "No, East, don't do it. If something like that did exist think about it-"

And then all of a sudden he was gone, racing in the direction of the bullet. Caius sighed and tried to keep up with him, shouting for East to slow down. Creating much more noise than intended.

Hunter didn't find much in that camp, But it was more then he had found in a while. Should hold him over for a while. Hunter had the riot armor on still, he would take it off later when he was in a safer place. He held the shotgun in his hands and left through an emergency exit and down the ladder, he wanted to avoid the stairwell in case that thug was still alive.

Hunter made it to the ally way, There was two dead guys just slumped at one end of the ally way, other way seemed clear. Hunter went down the ally with his shotgun drawn. If anything tried to sneak up on him they would get a facefull off buck shot in their face. Part way into the ally way Hunter saw an employs only sign, He looked up and saw a sign for a local store.

Hunter looked at his shotgun, it was fairly beaten up, like most his gear. Hunter wondered into the store trying to look for anything that could be used to fix or replace some of his gear. Then he heard talking outside. "Shit." He said under his breath. He hide behind a shelf hoping that what ever happened he would make it out alive.