[IC] The Final Wave

[Jasper19]

A young man walked through the deserted streets of Chicago he had been slowly making his way to Washington DC about four months ago. He frowned as he looked at the packs of nonworking cars once the EMP hit they became useless . He keeps his head on a swivel looking out for any predators or worse silencers.He remembered a time before the waves when he was going to live a normal life . Oh well he though that life was gone now and now he just needed to focus on surviving to the next day . Hoisting his shotgun on his shoulder in case he needed it he quickened his step cities always were trouble .

[Sharidi37495]

A young woman silently prowls the city, looking for her next target. Ever since she’d been dispatched that seemed to be her life, target after target. She wouldn’t care so much if.. She snaps her head out of her thoughts when she sees a male walking the city, about her age, perhaps a little older. She follows his steps; perhaps she could corner him.

[Jasper19]

The young man whistles as he walks anything to fill the silence though he knows it's also a dangerous move. Stopping to load some shells three to be precise he begins walking again. He makes a sound of excitement once he sees a police car usually these had ammo. Smashing the glass open with the butt of his gun he peers inside and pops open the trunk. Frowning when he finds nothing he continues his trek.

[Sharidi37495]

The young woman follows her target, when a voice crackles in her ear. “Come in Osprey. What’s your position?” “Eye on target, about to go in for the kill.” “You know what to do. No playing with your prey this time. That’s an order, Wynn.” More crackling as the voice signs off, and the Osprey huffs a sigh. She watches the target bust open a police car. “No fun,” she grumbles.

[Jasper19]

The young man looks around when he thinks he hears a house then shakes his head. " Get yourself together Evan. " he says to himself but keeps his shotgun ready. Looking at the time of day he sighs and hops on a car swinging his backpack round to open it. After unzipping his backpack he takes out a bag of near expired beef jerky then begins to eat it . " Another day another shit lunch " he mutters and takes out a water bottle.

[Sharidi37495]

The Osprey follows the young man and sets up her rifle. She leans back until he’s finished eating. She frowns faintly, contemplating going against her orders as she always loved to learn more about her targets but she understands the reason for the order. The less you know, the less human they seem, the easier the shot. She looks over the edge of building with a soft sigh. “He’s just trying to survive. Just like me.”

[Jasper19]

Evan coughs once he's finished eating then drinks more water. He then puts up his things in his backpack then pulls busted radio to his mouth. " Fake journal number forty seven today I woke up at nine AM a bit of a boring morning. ". He then goes on to talk about his day up till this point . " Hope I cover some good ground dodge the silencers and other survivors . " he sighs " entry finished . " . Evan than takes his shotgun and hope off the car breaking into a jog to cover more ground.

[Sharidi37495]

The Osprey takes a deep breath. “No more procrastinating,” she mutters, and checks everything to be in order and ready for the shot. She takes aim on her stomach, and pulls the trigger. She swears under her breath; the bullet flies true, but her hands had shaken at the last minute, moving the barrel to the left slightly. The shot would nail him in the right arm, and she ducks down. “Damn. I’m not going to hear the end of that one for a while.”

[Jasper19]

Evan is jogging when he feels something but his arm. " ahh fuck! " he cries out and hides behind a car for cover. Panting hard he looks at his arm and groans grabbing his knife from his side he begins to dig the bullet out. Crying out with pain as the bullet pops out he pours water on his wound then ties it off with some ripped cloth. He grabs a piece of glass with his good hand and holds it out last the car to see where the shooters position was.

[Sharidi37495]

The Osprey narrows her eyes as she aims again, this time for the target's head popping out from around a car. She sighs and lowers her gun when she realizes that morality had taken a hold of her at the most inopportune time, as always, and on top of that her target is alert. From experience, she knows better to wait until he'd calmed down and lowered his guard more, if that would ever happen. She hides on the roof, watching him.

[Jasper19]

Evan curses when the shooter doesn't fire and throws the glass up in the air out of frustration. He then keeps his shotgun ready and then looks at a car that was close enough that he could run to it for a cover change. Building up the nerve he keeps his shotgun ready but runs to the other car diving behind it once he could. Loading up one more shell so the shotgun was at full capacity he pants and closes his eyes saying a prayer.

[Sharidi37495]

The Osprey sighs and army crawls away from her position. Stowing her rifle away and concealing her clothes with a ragged coat she looks like any other survivor and she drops to the streets. She glances around, one hand on her gun just in case. She picks up a Glock farther down the street that had belonged to her victim before. She glances to her most current target, pondering his and her own next moves.

[Jasper19]

Evan pants and loads a shell into the chamber of his shotgun. Then deciding to make a break for it he gets his teeth and gets in a crouch position making sure his head is hidden. Then breaking into a sprint he jumps and roles over a car then jumps over the railing onto the grass. Losing his balance he begins to roll down the hill. Grunting as he gets up once he was done rolling he runs to a nearby tree and gets behind it for cover.

[Sharidi37495]

The Osprey frowns. "He does realize I'm not going to shoot him right now, right?" she mutters, then sighs, shaking her head. "This doesn't count as playing. I'm... observing. Conducting a kind of research." Static crackles in here and then an, "Uh huh. Keep telling yourself that. Your not at your station anymore, are you?" "No. It gets boring up there. Same buildings, same smells, same kinds of victims. I want to see what this one's up to." "Whatever. Don't get caught," the voice sighs. The Osprey snorts in response. "I'm not an amateur."

[Jasper19]

Evan pants and begins to run last the tree into the forest. " Man I'm just trying to get to DC . " he says to himself again and keeps running. Sighing in relief when he reaches what he thinks is safety , though keeps his shotgun on his shoulder ready to unload a shell. He takes out his busted radio again needing a way to cope. " Ok so I've just been shot hopefully the wound doesn't get infected will have to camp out here winter is coming soon. " he says to the broken radio. Sighing he sits at a tree and looks around in case anyone walks near him.

[Sharidi37495]

The Osprey glances at the badge concealed by her ragged coat that reads Aria Wynn, momentarily forgetting what her name is, that she even has one beyond her code name. Aria looks around, and stoops to pick up a medical kit. "I wonder who dropped this," she mutters. The seal isn't broken yet, so she stuffs it into her worn messenger bag. She frowns as she follows a trail of blood. "Someone's hurt." She pauses when she sees a young man at the base of a tree, his right arm in a tourniquet. "You okay?"

[Jasper19]

Evan aims his shotgun at the girl who walked up to him. " You move any closer and I'll blow your head off. " he says to her. " Now back up" he says and motions for her to as he said with his shotgun. He then stands up. Still aiming his shotgun at her he holds out his hand as he talks to her. " Give me anything useful. " he pants out half unconscious from blood loss before he tied his arm.

[Sharidi37495]

Aria raises her hands in surrender and backs away. “I’m reaching for a medical kit,” she explains as she reaches into her messenger bag. “Here,” she extends it to him. “I also have water and a little food. Is there anything else you need?” She sighs softly as she skins her brain. This guy’s desperate. He knows he could bleed out right now and it would be over with. “I have medical experience if you need me to patch you up. An assistant doctor at a survivor base.”

[Jasper19]

Evan shakes his head " Oh hell no. " he says and grabs the medical kit but keeps his gun trained on her. "Again no I don't trust you and you're too young to be an assistant doctor." he says. He then keeps the gun aimed at her until he gets past the tree then begins to run away again. Slinging his shotgun back onto his back for speed he runs deeper into the forest. Bobbing and weaving through the trees he again trips and falls down a hill this time hitting his head on a tree as he reaches the bottom thus knocking him out.

[Sharidi37495]

Aria sighs. “These aren’t the times to be picky. Anyone can be what they want if their willing to put in the effort.” She frowns as she watches him run off, well aware that he could bleed out at any moment. She follows him, sticking to the shadows. She chuckles drily when she sees him pass out, and she kneels by him, tending to his wounds. “Sometimes it’s easier to just accept help. That way you might skip the whole passing out step,” she sighs as she works.