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Fantasy Apocalyptic (Always Accepting)

JESSE


Jesse watched Harley go into full Doctor mode, but something was missing. "Ashe? Where are you?" He called, looking outside. "Oh, fuck." He whispered, seeing a mob of zombitches approaching. He pulled out his pistol, firing into them without hesitation. "Get down or get back." Jesse said calmly to Ashe, getting ready to pull his knife out. "Quickly quickly, please."
 
Ashe


Ashe heard Jesse and him firing his gun. "No wait!" she yelled. He had to stop wasting his bullets. She started waving her arms and jumping up and down. "Hey! Over here!" she started yelling, trying to get the zombies towards her. Some of them turned around and started walking into her direction.
 
"She's probably malnourished, you know the fainting and pain completion." She lent against the wall, "also put a shirt on, it's an apocalypse not a magazine." She joked grinning.

 
Ashe


Ashe ignored Jesse while she kept on screaming, making the zombies turn around and walk towards her. At least they were stupid creatures. "Get over here!" she kept yelling, her knife in her hand.
 
HARLEY


"No, it's stress. Pressure. She just needs cold water, so where the hell is it?!" Harley demanded, glaring at anyone who dared argue. "I was in med school when this shit went down, I know what I'm talking about!"
 
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HARLEY
"No, it's stress. Pressure. She just needs cold water, so where the hell is it?!" Harley demanded, glaring at anyone who dared argue. "I was in med school when this shit went down, I know what I'm talking about!"
"Calm down, it was just a suggestion," the girl said quietly and apologetically, "I didn't know you went to bed school."

 
HARLEY


"No one does. Damn it, I'll do it myself." Harley spat, scrambling for a canteen of water. She dripped some into Jenna's mouth and poured the rest over her face.
 
JENNA


Water dripped through her parted lips and washed the sweat of her face as it slowly started to freshen up. Her paleness took a shock and started to slowly turn back to her usual fair skin.
 
Kat went quiet and decided she was wrong to stay. She was sure that Harley now disliked her not that she cared, but if she was going to stay she'd prefer to be on good terms with all of them.

 
HARLEY


"You good?" She asked, breathing heavily. "Watch your stress levels, all you did was sew up a gunshot." Harley said brusquely, staring up at Jack once again.
 
Ashe


Ashe was walking away from the shed, the zombies following her. She had no idea where she was going, but everything was better than the zombies getting into the shed. Especially because the shed only had one entrance and way out.
 
JESSE


Jesse chased Ashe, picking off the zombies with his knife. He was covered in gore, and smelled like one of them. They didn't turn until a knife was stuck in their brain.
 
JENNA


She had slowly opened her eyes as her blurry vision settled on Harley who had just helped her. First flirt then about to kill then helped her. She let out a soft groan "w-what happened?"
 
Ashe


Ashe looked up when Jesse came to help her. She kept dodging the zombies and letting Jesse kill them. For some reason they didn't seem to care about him though.
 
JESSE


Jesse used to try to keep count of how many undead he killed. By the time he hit a thousand, he gave up. Killing them became second nature to him, his gun an extension of is arm.
 
Ashe


Ashe stopped walking when Jesse had killed the last zombie. She was breathing heavily, whiping the sweat off of her forehead. "Thank you," she said smiling.
 
JESSE


"What the hell were you thinking? You could've gotten killed!" Jesse snarled. He was so distracted that he didn't hear it. The shuffling. He turned too late, and all he saw was teeth. Sharp pain on his neck, he cried out before lunging with his knife and stabbing the creature in the head. He groaned, holding a hand over his neck.
 
Ashe


"I was saving you guys life!" Ashe yelled back at him, offended that he got mad at her. Before she even saw the zombie, it already sunk its teeth into Jesse's neck. She just wanted to kill it, when Jesse pushed his own knife into its head. "Oh my god, Jesse!" she cried out, looking at the blood that was coming out of his neck. She tore off a piece of her tanktop and pushed it against the wound.
 
JESSE


"I'm fine. I'm good." Jesse panted, breathing through the pain. "Fucking hell, that hurt." He grunted, straightening up and looking around for any others. He wasn't thinking clearly.
 
As she heard the loud scream she got up to her feet and immediately ran towards the source, and ran by his side and frantically she addressed Ashe "What the hell happened out here?!"
 
JESSE


"I'm fine." Jesse repeated when Jenna approached. Harley was at her heels, and gasped when she saw the bite mark.


"Oh, God, Jesse." She whispered, looking terrified.
 
Ashe


Ashe bit her lower lip hard. "Please tell me you are immune," she begged him, pushing the piece of clothing harder on his skin. She turned around when she heard Jenna and Harley. "He... he got bit..." was all she could say.
 
JESSE


Jesse could barely breathe. "I'm fine." Was all he could say. He tried to force words out, but his mouth didn't cooperate.


HARLEY


"The wound is sticking to his shirt, let me... I can..." She insisted, pulling his shirt free. It looked awful, bloody and gorey and disgusting.
 
JENNA


"How was this possible?" she looked around and there were only a couple "He killed a bloody horde and yet when it cam to two he got bit?" she raised an eyebrow as how many events can occur in one night. Jenna was squeamish and as she saw that side she felt nauseating to which she clenched her stomach. "That doesn't look fine to me Jesse"
 

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