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Ultimately its not my decision Jonx but your character seems very overpowered with all those weapons on him, plus a three headed flail doesn't seem like something you would just happen to get out of a museum exhibit, and a claymore is unrealistic as well given it would not only be heavy but hard to use as well. Plus from general knowledge your claymore wont be allowed anyways given my katana was shot down and for reasons i can understand. So toning down your weapons would be a big plus to getting accepted. This role play tries to keep a very realistic tone and that much weaponry wouldn't only weight you down but makes you look like rambo in a lot of ways.
Nero is right near Paradise valley road south at the current post.
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Nero was silent as he had his back on the seat of the 4x4 Rover, a bead of sweat was slowly making its way down his head as he held several wires in his hand, the hood of the Rover was resting on the tie rod in the front. Nero had made an incredibly lucky break finding this vehicle here, his best guess was that it once upon a time belonged to the Park Rangers who worked here, but technicalities really did not make of a difference to him at this point. His only true care was trying to get it started and hoping the reason it was abandoned was not simply because it was either out of gas or broken. He was pretty sure that the two walkers from before must have used this vehicle, thinking back to it they both had worn the same blood tattered uniforms, and from the looks of this vehicle and the fact their uniforms were not as ragged as other walkers, they had not turned all that long ago. Which meant that they had died some how, but the question that popped into Nero's head was how they died in the first place. The engine in this vehicle was not old or unused, in fact at best it was damn near new which meant this vehicle had not been here long, which equally meant those rangers had not been here long. From what Nero knew Park Rangers were the rough and tough type of guys.
In fact they would know these trails and park better then anyone given it was their job, and the lack of Walkers made this place safer then most so what were the chances of them being bitten here? Then again this battery was damn near new, maybe they had been to town and got attacked or suffered some sort of long term injury that got infected and they didn't know it until the end. As likely as it seemed Nero's thoughts turned to them being attacked by something that was not a Walker, but what... or who would have been a more appropriate question. Looters and marauders were well know anywhere you went, but coming out this far was unlike most looters who chose to remain closer to the cities and wait for unsuspecting victims... then again this place would be perfect for an ambush. The terrain is open, there are places to hide and shoot from, there was also game here to eat even if they were emaciated from lack of food source. The thought being true was pretty thin because the fact of the matter was, Nero had not seen any footprints in the snow since he got here, unless they had passed through before a snow fall and the footprints erased away from sight. That was however either luck, or intentional, hiding and using mother nature to erase the fact you were here, it was a move used by experienced men and woman who knew to do it. Although perhaps Nero was over thinking this whole thing entirely.
However it was the distinct cocking of a gun that brought Nero out of his thoughts, completely freezing he dared not make a sudden movement, if the one who cocked that handgun was itchy it would be his last.
"You in the vehicle get out! Slowly and don't make no sudden movement or I assure you they will be your last!"
Nero could tell from the voice this person was young, perhaps even around sixteen in age or somewhere in the general age group, which meant this boy was probably on edge and being stupid right now was not a good idea. Ever so slowly Nero edged his way out of the Land Rover, letting his feet hit the ground first he kept his hands over his head as he lifted his upper body out and into the open. His hands in the air he got his first look at the assailant, he had been right he was a young man at best 17 at best by appearance alone, then again appearances said nothing but he was sure he wasn't all that old. Analyzing the boy with gazing eye's he was shakily holding a colt 45. handgun, he was about 5,4 with dirty blonde long scruffy hair, his eye's were green and also shaking a bit, it was obvious this kid was scared even though he hid behind a mask of toughness. The kid shaky as he was kept the Colt trained on Nero's chest it was obvious he was trained somewhat in using a gun, but from the looks of it he didn't want to, keeping his hands raised Nero walked forward but was stopped by a frantic and tough mixed voice.
"Stay where you are or I will kill you right now!"
Nero merely nodded his head as he kept his eye's neutral and non-violent, he did not want to provoke a twitchy kid with a gun, they were worse then grown men who had no real care if they took a life or not. Fear and the need to survive could make a monster out of anyone, children or teenagers alike were no different in that respect. The kid however didn't seem to know what to do, it seemed like he didn't believe he would make it this far and what his next step would be, he didn't see the duel Beretta's strapped to Nero's sides the coat hid them well, but the boy was definitively eying the machete attached to his hip. Nero started to reach down and the kid quickly jumped scared that he might be trying to do something and yelled:
"Don't move! Or else"
Nero sighed he knew this kid was inexperienced, in fact he did not seem to even be brave, he was just scared and did not know what to do now. So Nero raised his hands back up and spoke to him.
"I am not gonna hurt you kid, I have not fought through hell and back to harm someone who is merely scared and trying to survive."
"Who you calling kid and scared old man, last time I checked I am the one with the gun and you can't reach me with that machete I would shoot you dead."
"Your bravado is truly inspiring but I can see the fear in your eye's, your right you do have the gun right now and I am none the less at your mercy. However words can not mask the fact that this is probably the first time you have had to pull a gun on someone who was alive. You eyes shake, your breathing is elevated, your hands are shaky, your scared and its not something you can control just learn to live with."
The young man seemed a bit off set by Nero's words as he slightly lowered the gun, as if he had not been expecting Nero to talk at all or even make sense to him. However he did not fully lower the gun to where Nero could really do anything, he would just have to talk the kid down until he could.
"What are you doing out here alone kid?"
"I am not a kid! An if you must know I... I got separated from my father and his brother when we were ambushed by a group of men with guns. They were Rangers in the park and we were living out here, they told me to run and they would find me later, that was a couple days ago."
It made sense now, the vehicle, the two Rangers who were walkers, the kid with the gun the pieces were finally starting to fall into place. It was obvious that they must have been living out here because of the solitude and the lack of many people. They must have been making runs into near by towns thus the newer battery in this Rover, this kid probably didn't even have much experience with people or Walkers given the distance and area around these mountains being unpopulated by anyone. It also meant he did not know that his father and uncle were dead, which was a bad position to be in, however that could work to subdue him.
"I don't like being the one to have to tell you this, but your father and uncle are both dead, I am sorry."
It was obvious the kid was not shocked, his widening eye's confirmed that much, and his shaking was now getting a lot more noticeable, it was not the way to tell him and Nero felt bad for it but he would find out sooner or later.
"You... you killed.. them?..."
The boy spoke in an unbelievable and hurt tone now as he raised the gun back up to chest level with the intent to kill now, however Nero spoke again calmly and precisely:
"No they were dead when I found them, it was the only logical conclusion though that they were the two men you spoke of."
"Lier!!!!!!!!!!"
The kid was really shaking now as the gun was wavering, his mind was not wrapping around this news all that well at all, the shock was setting in deep now and soon he would feel the same emotion any kid would feel at this news.
"I wish I was, no one deserves to receive such painful news, but I won't lie to you I am again sorry."
Nero slowly lowered his hands now, the kid however did not command him to raise them again, ever so slowly Nero started to walk forward, the kid kept the gun raised but it was obvious the news had taken its toll but he still managed to choke out some words.
"Don't come any closer..."
As his words choked out, the tears streaming down his cheeks now Nero made no move for his weapons as he continued to walk, the assertive manner was now out of the boys tone. As Nero came closer he made one last attempt to speak:
"Please..."
Nero reached the boy and slowly reached out his hand as put it on top of the pistol in the boys hands and the boy let go of it as he took it from him gently, falling to the ground the boy was now in tears, the bravado was now gone, and the pain was coming out in full lengths as he let himself fall to his side in the snow. Nero felt the boys pain all too well, he could have left him there now that the danger was over but Nero slowly sank down to one knee and leaned down, putting the colt aside he put his hand on the kids shoulder squeezing some, moving his thumb he made a circular motion on his shoulder to try and help calm him.
"Its okay Kid let it out, there is no good in keeping it in, I know it hurts I truly do."
Nero spoke in a soothing voice as the boy curled up in the snow, he was crying hard now, Nero sat beside him and kept his arm on his shoulder and remained with the kid for a short time. It took some time by the boy calmed down as the tears stopped and became quiet, but it was obvious he was now defeated, Nero slowly brought his other arm over and took the kids other shoulder and slowly moved him up into and up right position. As they meant eye's for a split second Nero saw his son Ciro's eyes, the boy quickly wrapped his arms around Nero and buried his head in his chest as his body shuddered. Nero brought his arm up and slowly put it on the kids head as he began to cry again, it was sad in a lot of ways that a kid should have to suffer so much, but that was an unavoidable consequence of this new world. As it began to gently snow Nero kept an arm around the young boy as he cried.
In fact they would know these trails and park better then anyone given it was their job, and the lack of Walkers made this place safer then most so what were the chances of them being bitten here? Then again this battery was damn near new, maybe they had been to town and got attacked or suffered some sort of long term injury that got infected and they didn't know it until the end. As likely as it seemed Nero's thoughts turned to them being attacked by something that was not a Walker, but what... or who would have been a more appropriate question. Looters and marauders were well know anywhere you went, but coming out this far was unlike most looters who chose to remain closer to the cities and wait for unsuspecting victims... then again this place would be perfect for an ambush. The terrain is open, there are places to hide and shoot from, there was also game here to eat even if they were emaciated from lack of food source. The thought being true was pretty thin because the fact of the matter was, Nero had not seen any footprints in the snow since he got here, unless they had passed through before a snow fall and the footprints erased away from sight. That was however either luck, or intentional, hiding and using mother nature to erase the fact you were here, it was a move used by experienced men and woman who knew to do it. Although perhaps Nero was over thinking this whole thing entirely.
However it was the distinct cocking of a gun that brought Nero out of his thoughts, completely freezing he dared not make a sudden movement, if the one who cocked that handgun was itchy it would be his last.
"You in the vehicle get out! Slowly and don't make no sudden movement or I assure you they will be your last!"
Nero could tell from the voice this person was young, perhaps even around sixteen in age or somewhere in the general age group, which meant this boy was probably on edge and being stupid right now was not a good idea. Ever so slowly Nero edged his way out of the Land Rover, letting his feet hit the ground first he kept his hands over his head as he lifted his upper body out and into the open. His hands in the air he got his first look at the assailant, he had been right he was a young man at best 17 at best by appearance alone, then again appearances said nothing but he was sure he wasn't all that old. Analyzing the boy with gazing eye's he was shakily holding a colt 45. handgun, he was about 5,4 with dirty blonde long scruffy hair, his eye's were green and also shaking a bit, it was obvious this kid was scared even though he hid behind a mask of toughness. The kid shaky as he was kept the Colt trained on Nero's chest it was obvious he was trained somewhat in using a gun, but from the looks of it he didn't want to, keeping his hands raised Nero walked forward but was stopped by a frantic and tough mixed voice.
"Stay where you are or I will kill you right now!"
Nero merely nodded his head as he kept his eye's neutral and non-violent, he did not want to provoke a twitchy kid with a gun, they were worse then grown men who had no real care if they took a life or not. Fear and the need to survive could make a monster out of anyone, children or teenagers alike were no different in that respect. The kid however didn't seem to know what to do, it seemed like he didn't believe he would make it this far and what his next step would be, he didn't see the duel Beretta's strapped to Nero's sides the coat hid them well, but the boy was definitively eying the machete attached to his hip. Nero started to reach down and the kid quickly jumped scared that he might be trying to do something and yelled:
"Don't move! Or else"
Nero sighed he knew this kid was inexperienced, in fact he did not seem to even be brave, he was just scared and did not know what to do now. So Nero raised his hands back up and spoke to him.
"I am not gonna hurt you kid, I have not fought through hell and back to harm someone who is merely scared and trying to survive."
"Who you calling kid and scared old man, last time I checked I am the one with the gun and you can't reach me with that machete I would shoot you dead."
"Your bravado is truly inspiring but I can see the fear in your eye's, your right you do have the gun right now and I am none the less at your mercy. However words can not mask the fact that this is probably the first time you have had to pull a gun on someone who was alive. You eyes shake, your breathing is elevated, your hands are shaky, your scared and its not something you can control just learn to live with."
The young man seemed a bit off set by Nero's words as he slightly lowered the gun, as if he had not been expecting Nero to talk at all or even make sense to him. However he did not fully lower the gun to where Nero could really do anything, he would just have to talk the kid down until he could.
"What are you doing out here alone kid?"
"I am not a kid! An if you must know I... I got separated from my father and his brother when we were ambushed by a group of men with guns. They were Rangers in the park and we were living out here, they told me to run and they would find me later, that was a couple days ago."
It made sense now, the vehicle, the two Rangers who were walkers, the kid with the gun the pieces were finally starting to fall into place. It was obvious that they must have been living out here because of the solitude and the lack of many people. They must have been making runs into near by towns thus the newer battery in this Rover, this kid probably didn't even have much experience with people or Walkers given the distance and area around these mountains being unpopulated by anyone. It also meant he did not know that his father and uncle were dead, which was a bad position to be in, however that could work to subdue him.
"I don't like being the one to have to tell you this, but your father and uncle are both dead, I am sorry."
It was obvious the kid was not shocked, his widening eye's confirmed that much, and his shaking was now getting a lot more noticeable, it was not the way to tell him and Nero felt bad for it but he would find out sooner or later.
"You... you killed.. them?..."
The boy spoke in an unbelievable and hurt tone now as he raised the gun back up to chest level with the intent to kill now, however Nero spoke again calmly and precisely:
"No they were dead when I found them, it was the only logical conclusion though that they were the two men you spoke of."
"Lier!!!!!!!!!!"
The kid was really shaking now as the gun was wavering, his mind was not wrapping around this news all that well at all, the shock was setting in deep now and soon he would feel the same emotion any kid would feel at this news.
"I wish I was, no one deserves to receive such painful news, but I won't lie to you I am again sorry."
Nero slowly lowered his hands now, the kid however did not command him to raise them again, ever so slowly Nero started to walk forward, the kid kept the gun raised but it was obvious the news had taken its toll but he still managed to choke out some words.
"Don't come any closer..."
As his words choked out, the tears streaming down his cheeks now Nero made no move for his weapons as he continued to walk, the assertive manner was now out of the boys tone. As Nero came closer he made one last attempt to speak:
"Please..."
Nero reached the boy and slowly reached out his hand as put it on top of the pistol in the boys hands and the boy let go of it as he took it from him gently, falling to the ground the boy was now in tears, the bravado was now gone, and the pain was coming out in full lengths as he let himself fall to his side in the snow. Nero felt the boys pain all too well, he could have left him there now that the danger was over but Nero slowly sank down to one knee and leaned down, putting the colt aside he put his hand on the kids shoulder squeezing some, moving his thumb he made a circular motion on his shoulder to try and help calm him.
"Its okay Kid let it out, there is no good in keeping it in, I know it hurts I truly do."
Nero spoke in a soothing voice as the boy curled up in the snow, he was crying hard now, Nero sat beside him and kept his arm on his shoulder and remained with the kid for a short time. It took some time by the boy calmed down as the tears stopped and became quiet, but it was obvious he was now defeated, Nero slowly brought his other arm over and took the kids other shoulder and slowly moved him up into and up right position. As they meant eye's for a split second Nero saw his son Ciro's eyes, the boy quickly wrapped his arms around Nero and buried his head in his chest as his body shuddered. Nero brought his arm up and slowly put it on the kids head as he began to cry again, it was sad in a lot of ways that a kid should have to suffer so much, but that was an unavoidable consequence of this new world. As it began to gently snow Nero kept an arm around the young boy as he cried.
Defy the Government always works for me.
Shelton this seems like the perfect time to offer you my services, for a small fee i can make sure your Valentine is unhindered, I am Mr.Ozias I wear a suit, sunglasses, have massive intellect and i carry a gun, need i say more ;)
I prefer older character because they are more likely to have more of a wisdom sort of view, of course not all older character will have the trait but giving a 20 year old tons of wisdom seems a bit more unrealistic to me. Just my opinion though.
Compared to you all I am such and old man lol
Nero was on his guard, the gun was in his hand as he looked around the rest station, he had heard something and the bad thing was it had come from near him inside the rest station itself. It had only been mere minute since he had heard it, Nero had been dozing off again when he heard the distinctive noises of a Walker, an from the volume it was close to him. But that was not possible was it, this place was empty and there was no second floor, not even an attic, yet it sounded as if it was in here with him. Slowly moving forward Nero moved silently re-checking his corners and even the broken toilet for any sign of Walkers, but to his surprise it was empty and completely silent, Nero shook his head walking back to the couch near the now dieing fire. Sitting back down he placed the gun beside him as he leaned back, was he hearing things now, was he going insane like the many who have already lost their minds? This had not been the first time that Nero thought he was losing his mind, the last time being months ago when he watched a young boy get eaten alive, he had tried to save him but it had been too late and himself too far away. It effected him beyond words to see that young boy die, and for a couple days he could hardly eat anything, hell he didn't even want to smoke which was a big thing. Nero was no lightweight when it came to people dieing adult or child a like, his short time in the Italian Military was no walk in the Vienna woods by any means.
But he could deny that seeing that boy die, that he was human and that even he the man who lives by logic, can not weather this death and decay forever. Hell he could be thirty again, a time when nothing bothered him and his emotions were non-existent from day to day, and he would probably still be where he is now. It was funny how some believed that they could survive something like this and still keep their sanity, but the truth was he used to be one of those people, and now he was teetering on the edge of not knowing if he was losing his mind or not. There was a truth to face here, and that is simply that no one is indestructible, no one is immortal or so strong they can forever walk this valley of shadow and death and not feel fear, for the first time in life Nero felt vulnerable and the feeling was frightening. Sighing Nero raised his leg and stretched it before placing it back on the ground with a thump. In the next moment there was a loud cracking of wood, in front of Nero the floor had been broken from underneath and a grey bloody hand reached through and grabbed his ankle. Nero out of instinct let out a yell of surprise as he yanked his leg away, flinging back the couch tipped with him and he for a second watched the world spin before his head smacked the ground behind him. Nero was seeing nothing but blackness for a split second before his sight returned to him, blinking twice all he saw was a big blur, when his eyes adjusted a Walker was on the prowl crawling towards him.
"Shit!"
Nero quickly backed away back but smacked the wall behind him, the Walker lunged and grabbed onto Nero's leg with the intent to chomp onto it, with his other foot he kicked the walker straight in the face breaking its nose clean, not that it cared or felt the impact. Nero kicked out again and caught the walker straight in the jaw this time, there was a sickening crack before Nero kicked again, this time knocking the walker back a peg, Nero quickly bolted sideways but felt the hand grab his ankle before he fully got to his feet, falling forward he smacked the ground again this time on his stomach. Feeling the Walker trying to climb up to him Nero quickly turned freeing his ankle from the Walkers grip, now on his back the walker came forward with a lunge, Nero caught it by the head as it's milky eye's were not set on his neck. With both hands on either side of the walkers head he kept it from advancing, bloody drool was drizzling onto Nero's arm, it was time to end this once and for all. Changing the position of his hands on the Walkers head Nero quickly in an opposite motion with each hand pulled the walkers head, there was a loud crack as the Walkers neck was broken in two, feeling its weight on top of him now limp, Nero let the head go as he pushed the body off of top of himself. Slowly getting to his feet Nero felt dizzy again, reaching his hand to the back of his head he checked for blood, but there was none, he had just been knocked for a loop.
Slowly making way back to the couch Nero tripped over his own feet, but caught himself on the arm of the sofa, slowly reaching forward he grabbed his machete by the handle. Gripping it he pulled it forward and unclasped the strap on it and pulled it out of the nylon sheath. Turning he gripped the blade tightly as he glared at the Walker, in an angry swipe he brought the machete down and slammed it into the Walkers head, deep enough that it got stuck, tugging hard Nero brought the machete out of the skull, seeing the brain matter and blade on the machete Nero felt a surge of instant hatred and anger towards the obviously dead Walker. Bringing the blade down again he slammed into the Walkers head again and ripped it out, after that Nero kept bringing the machete down on the Walker as blood was going everywhere, keeping at it was for a minute straight the Walkers head was a bloody mess, in one last swipe Nero sliced the neck clean and decapitated the head. Picking it up Nero threw it as hard as he could, the head broke straight through the window near him disappearing to the snowy landscape outside. Nero exhausted fell backwards his back hitting the wall, sliding down to the ground he let the machete fall beside him. Putting his hands to his face Nero let out a loud scream as he shook his head closing his eye's so tight it hurt, he didn't care who could hear him Walkers or not.
Keeping his eye's closed he grit his teeth as the tears, the frustration, and the hopelessness he had kept in for so long came pouring out of him. It was like a volcano erupting as Nero let it all seep out, after a few moments he was sitting silently again the wall of the rest station, he was breathing hard now his eye's still closed. After a couple more minutes passed Nero slowly got to his feet as he let his eye's open. Slowly reaching back into his pocket he pulled out the picture of his son, and looked at it, swallowing hard he spoke lowly and shakily.
"I'm so sorry my son, I am sorry that I never gave the time that you deserved, and now at the end of all things you are gone from me. I've run so far to escape my guilt, but I can't keep running anymore, I have to face my guilt and my fears. We all have a price to pay to God, an if I find you I hope that you alive, but if you are not... then I don't deserve to live anymore. It took all this hell to show me that I left you alone, I did not protect you like a father should, I didn't love you like I should have, like I should have loved your mother. I swear I will find you so I can tell you all these things, because the world maybe over, but I will tell you the things you deserved to hear from me. I hope you can forgive me, wherever you are."
Looking up from the picture, the interior of the rest station was now coated in droplets of dark maroon blood, the hacked carcass of the Walker was nearby, in a puddle of its own blood. Avoiding the mess of a Walker Nero collected his items including his Beretta near the far wall, his sheath and his pack, attaching his personal affects back to his body he secured his items. He started to walk away towards the entrance to the rest station but then turned around, walking back to the fire place he grabbed a piece of burning wood and walked to the remains of the wool carpet, bending down he placed the log on the carpet and set it ablaze almost immediately. Tossing the burning log to the ground he turned as the wood of the floor started to catch with the carpet, walking to the door Nero brought his leg down and broke the weak wooden chair into pieces before exiting the rest station. An as the entire place started to set ablaze old dry wood starting to smolder and crack, Nero turned with the picture of his son, sighing he threw the picture into the flames that were now licking the interior of the rest station. Turning away the flames burned the picture and the last words Nero spoke were:
"I'll find you my son"
But he could deny that seeing that boy die, that he was human and that even he the man who lives by logic, can not weather this death and decay forever. Hell he could be thirty again, a time when nothing bothered him and his emotions were non-existent from day to day, and he would probably still be where he is now. It was funny how some believed that they could survive something like this and still keep their sanity, but the truth was he used to be one of those people, and now he was teetering on the edge of not knowing if he was losing his mind or not. There was a truth to face here, and that is simply that no one is indestructible, no one is immortal or so strong they can forever walk this valley of shadow and death and not feel fear, for the first time in life Nero felt vulnerable and the feeling was frightening. Sighing Nero raised his leg and stretched it before placing it back on the ground with a thump. In the next moment there was a loud cracking of wood, in front of Nero the floor had been broken from underneath and a grey bloody hand reached through and grabbed his ankle. Nero out of instinct let out a yell of surprise as he yanked his leg away, flinging back the couch tipped with him and he for a second watched the world spin before his head smacked the ground behind him. Nero was seeing nothing but blackness for a split second before his sight returned to him, blinking twice all he saw was a big blur, when his eyes adjusted a Walker was on the prowl crawling towards him.
"Shit!"
Nero quickly backed away back but smacked the wall behind him, the Walker lunged and grabbed onto Nero's leg with the intent to chomp onto it, with his other foot he kicked the walker straight in the face breaking its nose clean, not that it cared or felt the impact. Nero kicked out again and caught the walker straight in the jaw this time, there was a sickening crack before Nero kicked again, this time knocking the walker back a peg, Nero quickly bolted sideways but felt the hand grab his ankle before he fully got to his feet, falling forward he smacked the ground again this time on his stomach. Feeling the Walker trying to climb up to him Nero quickly turned freeing his ankle from the Walkers grip, now on his back the walker came forward with a lunge, Nero caught it by the head as it's milky eye's were not set on his neck. With both hands on either side of the walkers head he kept it from advancing, bloody drool was drizzling onto Nero's arm, it was time to end this once and for all. Changing the position of his hands on the Walkers head Nero quickly in an opposite motion with each hand pulled the walkers head, there was a loud crack as the Walkers neck was broken in two, feeling its weight on top of him now limp, Nero let the head go as he pushed the body off of top of himself. Slowly getting to his feet Nero felt dizzy again, reaching his hand to the back of his head he checked for blood, but there was none, he had just been knocked for a loop.
Slowly making way back to the couch Nero tripped over his own feet, but caught himself on the arm of the sofa, slowly reaching forward he grabbed his machete by the handle. Gripping it he pulled it forward and unclasped the strap on it and pulled it out of the nylon sheath. Turning he gripped the blade tightly as he glared at the Walker, in an angry swipe he brought the machete down and slammed it into the Walkers head, deep enough that it got stuck, tugging hard Nero brought the machete out of the skull, seeing the brain matter and blade on the machete Nero felt a surge of instant hatred and anger towards the obviously dead Walker. Bringing the blade down again he slammed into the Walkers head again and ripped it out, after that Nero kept bringing the machete down on the Walker as blood was going everywhere, keeping at it was for a minute straight the Walkers head was a bloody mess, in one last swipe Nero sliced the neck clean and decapitated the head. Picking it up Nero threw it as hard as he could, the head broke straight through the window near him disappearing to the snowy landscape outside. Nero exhausted fell backwards his back hitting the wall, sliding down to the ground he let the machete fall beside him. Putting his hands to his face Nero let out a loud scream as he shook his head closing his eye's so tight it hurt, he didn't care who could hear him Walkers or not.
Keeping his eye's closed he grit his teeth as the tears, the frustration, and the hopelessness he had kept in for so long came pouring out of him. It was like a volcano erupting as Nero let it all seep out, after a few moments he was sitting silently again the wall of the rest station, he was breathing hard now his eye's still closed. After a couple more minutes passed Nero slowly got to his feet as he let his eye's open. Slowly reaching back into his pocket he pulled out the picture of his son, and looked at it, swallowing hard he spoke lowly and shakily.
"I'm so sorry my son, I am sorry that I never gave the time that you deserved, and now at the end of all things you are gone from me. I've run so far to escape my guilt, but I can't keep running anymore, I have to face my guilt and my fears. We all have a price to pay to God, an if I find you I hope that you alive, but if you are not... then I don't deserve to live anymore. It took all this hell to show me that I left you alone, I did not protect you like a father should, I didn't love you like I should have, like I should have loved your mother. I swear I will find you so I can tell you all these things, because the world maybe over, but I will tell you the things you deserved to hear from me. I hope you can forgive me, wherever you are."
Looking up from the picture, the interior of the rest station was now coated in droplets of dark maroon blood, the hacked carcass of the Walker was nearby, in a puddle of its own blood. Avoiding the mess of a Walker Nero collected his items including his Beretta near the far wall, his sheath and his pack, attaching his personal affects back to his body he secured his items. He started to walk away towards the entrance to the rest station but then turned around, walking back to the fire place he grabbed a piece of burning wood and walked to the remains of the wool carpet, bending down he placed the log on the carpet and set it ablaze almost immediately. Tossing the burning log to the ground he turned as the wood of the floor started to catch with the carpet, walking to the door Nero brought his leg down and broke the weak wooden chair into pieces before exiting the rest station. An as the entire place started to set ablaze old dry wood starting to smolder and crack, Nero turned with the picture of his son, sighing he threw the picture into the flames that were now licking the interior of the rest station. Turning away the flames burned the picture and the last words Nero spoke were:
"I'll find you my son"
Oh I totally misread that question at the beginning! My bad.
FortunesFaded said
Wooooo! A couple of questions though: How long has it been since the events of the last Northwards thread? A month? A year?Also, I noticed from Shelton's thread that you guys are somewhere near Mt. Rainier, but I was wondering where exactly. In the nearby town? Or physically in a cabin right next to the Mountain?
To answer your questions it has been approx. a year now since the start of the infection. If you open a google map for visual Sheldon and anna's character are around the base of the mountain somewhere, I am at a resting station for park rangers which is also near the base of the mountain. Approx coords if there are any I don't have them haha Idk about sheldon and Anna though they would be best to answer that.
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