RP: T H E Dawn of M O R T A L I T Y

Riot raised an eyebrow at Zane. She was about to answer him when she heard a noise and she jumped up with him. Her crossbow was raised up at eye level as she stood off to the side pointing the tip of her bolt at the girls head. Riot spoke out to the girl. She spoke Russian and not english. "Один из десяти шансов я скучаю по голове. Не пытайтесь что-либо глупо." (One in ten chance I miss the head. Do not try anything stupid.) She growled at the girl. Todd was standing in front of Zane protecting him. Seems Todd has a liking to Pretty boy. Riot thought.
 
Bella hadn't taken five steps when she heard shuffling from the door in front of her. Out came, to be frank, a very large man holding a very large gun, pointing straight at her; Bella's own gun being clicked out of safety. The man's question was a counterpoint on her part; they were in her space, after all.


"Who the hell are you!?" Bella exclaimed, her head snapping to the noise last him.


Of all the things, out came a dog and a blonde woman with a bow shouting Russian at her. These people were obviously nothing to waste a bullet over. Rolling her eyes, she looked back at the man.


"You picked the wrong venue for your honeymoon, Buddy. Answer my question." She demanded.
 
He chuckled. "You have a smart mouth" He put his gun down coming to the conclusion that she wasn't much of a threat. He sat down on the bunk again and patted his leg to call the dog over. He looked at the new girl and wiped his face.


"I'm zane, That there is Ritz... and the cute dog over here is Todd" he smirked and turned his head ot the side a bit grabbing his machete running a cloth over the blade to shine it out. "And we are not on our honey moon, I barely know anyone in this room.. including myself.." he said with a chuckle and looked at riot raising a brow signaling her to calm down and sit.


"We don't mean to intrude in your space but as you have already found out there are dead bodies walking around out there waiting to eat us like a slice of pizza in a fat kids hand" The joke was crude but who cared? It was the apocalypse S*it happens.
 
Riot glared over at Zane. "Shut your mouth Pretty Boy." She huffed and lowered her crossbow. "The name is Riot." She looked over to Zane with a glare. "And he wished this was a honeymoon." Todd padded his way over to Zane and licked his hand for a pet. The dog sat at his feet and looked up at him. Riot threw a bag of jerky at Zane. "Give him a treat." She then looked over at the girl. "So who are you?" She asked nicely. Riot could be nice when she wanted to. And seeing another female alive was amazing. She hoped they would get along. She liked to talk about simple things. She glanced over at Zane. Most men couldnt talk about the simple things. She looked back at the girl waiting for her answer.
 
"Yeah yeah, tell me something I don't know," She said to Zane, lowering her own weapon.


She stepped closer into the room, leaning against the threshold, her free hand very gingerly combing through her tangled hair. Looking back over at Riot, she answered to her.


"Isabella Bianchi. It's a pleasure. Nice dog you got there," she responded, amused at the fact the dog was as big as she was. To be entirely honest, she was relieved that a woman happened to be another stranger to meet. Though she wouldn't mind any company at the moment, she could only tolerate men for so long. It's been awfully lonely since Francine left...
 
He grabbed the treat bag and fed it to the dog, then put it down. He looked up at the girls and smirked shaking his head. "Who would of thought women where the only ones not affected by the virus" he joked "Thank goodness i made it" He smiled and laid on the bed again.


"So i don't know what your plan for the morning is but i'm getting out of here as soon as the sun comes up... I have a motorcycle at the edge of town with 3 full tanks of gas" he looked over at the moving his hair from his eyes. "Where exactly are you guys going?"
 
Riot raised and eyebrow and looked over at Zane. "I was thinking we should move as a group. I seen this nice Chevy pickup right down the street. It has a full tank. Bastard that owned it topped it off and didnt know what he was driving into." She looked over at Isabella. "Mrs.Isabella over here can ride with me and Todd. Ill go get the truck at dawn and we can fill the back up with supplies..." She stopped then grinned. "I played a lot of zombie games as a teenager."
 
Adrianna stepped through the town with her brother, Chance behind her. Stepping quickly and quietly, they both kept their eye's peeled for any signs of Crawler's. "Where could the all be Adri ?" Chance asked, gripping his blade in his hand. Adri remained silent, she honestly wasn't sure. Adri glanced behind them. A Lump formed in her throat as a crowd gathered behind them. A group of Five or Six Zombie's stood ten feet away from the sibling's. Few had their eye's on the two, other's moaned as they stumbled their dead walk. "Chance, stay still." Adri hissed, as he tensed. The group's attention was diverted to an animal that ran in the other direction. Som of the Crawler's chased after it, while one still had it's eye's on Adri. Once the group vanished, Adri yeled for them to run. The Zombie Groaned loudly before running after them. Chance pulled out his hand gun and aimed at it, pulling the trigger twice before actually striking the target. The sibling's ran to an nailed door and pulled it open. Chance locked it behind them and turned to the room, "Home Sweet, Home..'
 
He looked over at riot his eyes softly landing on her own, their gaze caught. "Fine with me.. but i want to go get my motorcycle... it has gasoline and god knows we need it.." he smirked a bit and laid the back of his head against the wall trying to think of something else to say.


The night had settled in and it was darker than it had ever been. The world was left with little power and soon it would be completely dark. The street lamps were still working and general power was still circulating but for how long? How long would the power remain on with no one to keep maintenance? It was only a matter of time before night fall would become complete darkness. He could wrap his mind around what he was going to do. Heading to Georgia wasn't going to be easy and traveling in the dark would make the danger even worse.


He sighed to himself and closed his eyes remembering the last time he saw his family. It had been a long time. The last time he had seen his parents was before he was called for a secret mission in Iraq. His mind began to flash with things he didn't wish to see. Like the murders. The blood and tears.


He suddenly opened his eyes his heart pounding inside his chest. Why was he feeling so out of place? He was hoping his siter and brother were still alive. Knowing their father was a military man there is a chance that all the training they had recieved when they were young had paid off in the end and they were still alive.
 

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