Fandom The Walking Dead: Dead Among Us

[Loke Fullbuster]

"Can we go?" The boy said. "I don't want to be here anymore." the boys saddened features were highlighted in the darkness. He went back to the car and grabbed his backpack. "Lets go." he began to walk down the highway.

 

[Weaknees]

"W... What do I prefer?" Juniper asked, more of himself. Nobody ever asked for his opinion much, so this had meant a sliver of the world to him..


"Oh.. Um.. Well I.. Guess Juniper is okay really... But I do occasionally like June..." He admitted, blushing slightly from embarrassment...


To avoid further conversation on that whole matter, Juniper kind of caught up with the two and began walking along as well.


"To be honest... I don't know where I was going..." June said, mighty sheepishly...


He seemed kind of like a lost puppy in a lot of ways, though when needed, he proved out to be a very loyal asset.

 

[Quintessential]

Gwen stilled, turning her head. "Well, we should follow him, June. Can you drive?" She asked him, walking down the highway, keeping an eye on Ryan as she quickly reached into the now abandoned car, and bulled out a bag of beef jerky. "Score!" She laughed, and found a water bottle as well. "Ryan, wait up!" She called down, trying to be quiet. "Oh, do you have my gun?"

 

[Loke Fullbuster]

Ryan didn't respond. He just kept walking. This past night the boy had been through a lot and it has taken a toll on him mentally. He had his backpack slung over his shoulder as he walked along the highway. The boy finally found a truck in the edge of the road. "We can drive in the grass and head away from the city." he said.

 

[Weaknees]

"Heh... Can I drive? Of course...." Juniper said proudly. He had somehow managed to achieve getting his drivers license at the age of 16, which was now 2 years ago for him. In retrospect, June probably could return to those times right now, and make his life happier... But he couldn't say the same for his parents...


"Oh yeah, here's your gun..." He said, whilst pulling the pistol out and handing it to Gwen....


Once they reached the trunk, June automatically took position in the drivers seat, but not before slinging his backpack in the backseat. (or truck bed?) He looked around for some keys, and luckily they were just above the sun visor. June put them in the ignition and at first the thing wouldn't start.


"Come on...." He said, giving it another twist...


The engine roared to life, and he checked over all of the controls and whatnot, and made sure there was gas. Which unfortunately there wasn't all that much; just enough to get them somewhere anyway...

 

[Quintessential]

Gwen sighed a little under breath, and clucked her tongue. However, she cracked a smile. "Good idea, Ryan." She said, walking up to the vehicle as June stepped into the driver seat. She checked the back seat, finding a tire iron. "Bingo! Here, Ryan, take this. Whatever you do, air for the brain." She murmured, remembering her first kill, which had been back at home. "June, do you have a weapon?" She asked, popping in the passenger seat, as she looked over the controls. "Oof, not much gas." She sighed, and pocketed her gun once more.

 

[Loke Fullbuster]

Ryan took the tire iron and his backpack, and threw it in the back seat with Junipers backpack. He got in the middle seat, directly in between June and Gwen. He heard the engine roar to life. Suddenly a voice almost drowned by static began to speak. "Stay out of the city. I repeat, Stay out of the city. Atlanta is done. Your survival is up to you now." Then static........ (going to God mod a bit) The three looked at each other sharing looks of sadness yet hope. June revved the engine and drove onto the grass, turning around. The group had fallen silent due to the message. Ryan was all cried out, the events of the day made the boy tired. The boy leant his head on the back of the seat and slowly drifted of to sleep. His head eventually finding its way onto Gwen's shoulder. Gwen looked down and smiled. June looked over and smiled at the interaction between the two. In each other hope lied. This world was looking up.


The last thing Ryan thought about was the message.


"Your survival is up to you now."

 

[Quintessential]

Gwen smiled, yawning herself as the boy's head leaned on her shoulder, but she stayed awake, occasionally looking over at June. She stayed quiet, watching the road, her gun in her hand as her eyelids drooped, hiding a little more of her grey eyes each time.


With one of hands, she reached up, and pulled the elastic from her hair, and breathed out a sigh of contempt from the relief of letting her hair fall down her shoulders.

 

[Weaknees]

June sighed a bit at the radio statement, and he kept his eyes relatively ahead of him. On occasion he would look over at the two to make sure they were alright, however he wasn't sure if he was alright himself. Gwen's hair was sprawled out now, around her shoulders, and for some reason after the two fell asleep, Juniper felt a wave of responsibility rush through him. The other two were obviously a bit younger than himself, so naturally June wanted to try and take leadership among them.


He probably wouldn't though. He probably would just do whatever the group wanted to do... June was always more of a follower anyways, but at the moment he was comfortable.


Wait... Where am I supposed to be driving to.... He thought in his head, looking at the gas tank, which was now nearing towards empty...

 

[Quintessential]

An audible groan sounded from outside the truck, and Gwen's head whipped around to see a bloody hand clutching at the window of the truck. An elderly woman, probably in her mid 60s, with greying hair and a frail body, was clearly passed from the yellow tint to her eyes and foaming bloody mouth. At the side of her body, a missing arm could be identified from the cartilage hanging from her shoulder, dripping red dots onto the ground. Gwen tensed, and quickly grabbed the tire iron. "I'll get this one." She muttered, going to open the door. "We should syphon some gas as well. There may be a pump in the back of the truck." She finished, and lightly moved Ryan's head off her shoulder. "I'll be quick."

 

[Weaknees]

"EHHhhhhh?! W.. Waait Waittt..." Juniper began, reaching back into the backseat to his backpack. He pulled out a rather large knife, with serrated edges...


"You've been really helpful.. So.. Can... I maybe try this one?" He asked, gripping the handle on the knife tightly. Back in elementary school, before things went downhill, Juniper took a Kendo class.... Not that he was a star pupil or anything, but he knew his way around somewhat with a blade..


"Pl... Plus the thing is on your side of the car... So let me just.. Go around..." He stuttered out, hopping out of the vehicle without much warning.


He slowly walked around to the beast, and his hand was slightly sweating from holding on so hard.

 

[Loke Fullbuster]

Ryan shifted in his sleep as June opened the truck door. Ryan moaned and opened his eyes to see the walker. Ryan grabbed his tire iron, his face covered with a rageful expression. The boy walked around the truck and lifted the tire iron bringing it down on the walkers head. The walker fell to the ground at the impact. Ryan climbed on top of it and began to pound it with the tire iron over and over again. Blood began to gush into the boys face, but he didn't care. The boy just kept swinging. After about a minute of this he threw the tire iron to the side and fell into the truck, his back pressing against Gwen's door. Ryan wiped the blood away from his face and took in a deep breath, and then he began convulsing again. Stomach bile began to flow out of his mouth. After doing so he wiped his mouth off, and grabbing the tire iron. He looked at June. "Done." the boy said getting back into the truck.

 

[Quintessential]

Gwen looked out the window, a terrified look on her face as the walker was more than modestly put down. Her hand clutched around the gun, and her eyes stayed straight ahead. "I think we're going to have to find some place to stay. We're running low on gas." She muttered, and opened her door as Ryan got back in. "Stay here, okay?" She asked with a smile, and jumped out of the truck, closing the door behind her. "Well, what now?" She asked June uncertainly, a firm hold on her pistol.

 

[ClosedAccount]

Tammie kicked a can on the floor. She gripped her backpack on her shoulder firmly, as her eyes were glued onto the ground. She'd decided to go on a walk, away from the house she hosted with her mom and sister in it. She needed some time alone, and she could take care of herself. She wasn't 14 anymore.


Tammie bit her lip, and then she heard a something slam. There's a car? A working car? She thought her herself, her head snapping up as she saw a couple of people in the distance by a car. Tammie began to run towards them, waving her arms to get their attention. God, Tammie hadn't seen people in ever. And then she stopped. There was a monster by the car. Tammie grabbed her bat, and began to creep up. But before she knew it, someone else had killed it. "Oh." Tammie whispered, and lowered her bat. She glanced at the group, and opened her house to speak. But she wasn't sure what to say.

 

[Loke Fullbuster]

Ryan climbed into the back and pushed all of the bags onto the floor. The boy couldn't take anymore murder than he had gotten to witness over the past few hours. The image of his father huddled over his mothers lifeless figure, along with the gunshot that had taken his fathers life still haunted him. He laid down in the backseat of the truck and stared up at the trucks ceiling. "How much crueler can thus world get?" Ryan mumbled to himself. He would soon find out.

 

[Weaknees]

Oh... Really... The young guy kills the thing... And you just stood there, waiting like a wimp... Way to go Jeffrey Harper.... Juniper thought in his mind, slightly going a bit crazy on the inside for a moment. That was supposed to be his kill, and his moment... Instead, some random kid just decides to jump straight in...


GREAT! He shouted inside of his head, very disappointed in his lack of confidence. Though this whole Zombie apocalypse thing, would probably change him in time. June already was a bit of a Masochist, and a Sadist, so this world would probably do him in, in some way.


"Huh.. Oh.. Umm... I don't know but..." Juniper started, snapping out of his innermost thoughts. He squinted a little bit, confused at suddenly seeing another person.


"Looks like we have someone else..." He said, motioning towards the girl who wandered up to them.


June noticed that he still was firmly gripping the knife, so he put it in its case and on his belt. The last thing he wanted was to seem hostile in anyway, because Juniper wouldn't be caught dead harming another human being...


That's not entirely true at all...

 

[Quintessential]

(Oh. My. GOD. I'm scared.)

 

[Loke Fullbuster]

(Me too.)

 

[The Akolite]

Blake griped the chain that held tightly onto the dog's collar. The boy chuckled to him self, surprised on how long he survived. He was calm knowing if anything got near him his dog would growl alerting him of the presence of another being besides the two. He was passed the city's borders only with a few supplies in his backpack, 3 days worth of food(if he rationed it would last a week) and three water bottles (two of them full, one half full). He walked slowly on the street, walking passed abandoned cars and trucks.

 

[Quintessential]

Gwen raised an eyebrow, looking the way here he pointed. Through the moonlight, another shape took place. "Probably just a biter." She murmured, but walked up nervously, gun drawn. When she finally saw her face, she sighed in relief. "Well. Who are you, and where are you going?" She asked quietly, holding down her gun cautiously, still. For all she knew, the girl could attack her. Her gaze shifted around the street, as if there were walkers crawling from the trees on either side already.

 

[Loke Fullbuster]

James heard the commotion and climbed out of the truck. Still queasy from the walker kill, the boy fell out onto his back. He groaned and got up. He lifted the back of his shirt and felt it getting puffy. The boy walked over to the mirror on the truck, facing his back to it. There was a long set of scratches where his shirt had be torn. He hissed as he touched it.

 

[ClosedAccount]

Tammie glanced at everyone. "Hi." She slightly waved, not sure what to do. She was just do eager to see other people besides her sister and mother. She walked a little closer. "I was just uh walking." She began, and stopped walking. "I'm Tammie. I have a house back other there" she jerked her thumb in the direction of her house. "You guys are welcome to crash there for a little bit." She offered, wondering in there were going to accept it or kill her. She some moaning and thought it was a monster, but then realized it was just someone injured. "Are you okay?"

 

[The Akolite]

Blake walked off from the road he stood on and transferred to another.


We're he could find much need supplies, such as food and water. He knew there would be walkers and biters all around so he let his dog lead him to the gas station up ahead.


The gun in his left pocket was already loaded just invade if something were to happen.


He knew something would happen soon. " Hey Molly " he said to his dog who seamed to be panting from dehydration. He let go of the chain that secured his dog to his hand to reach for a small bowl and the half full bottle and poured the water into it, then slowly placing it down. The ran up to the bowl and proceeded to drink from it.


He reached for the carton of cigarets in his pocket, he opened and grabbed one and light it, knowing he had two left he wasn't going to smoke for a while... Or just waste them all....

 

[MrLlama]

A sound, almost like a suction cup being removed from it's surface, filled Hannah's ears as she pulled her machete free from a zombie's head with a release of blood following. She wiped the blood off of her blade and kept on walking. It was her plan to make it to Atlanta City. Apparently people were being instructed to head there, though she wasn't sure how smart it would be for a bunch of people to be heading to the same city from all over. The possibility of protection for a little while was worth it. After gathering some supplies she probably would've booked it anyway.


Yes, supplies. Hers weren't exactly low but she did need more.


After walking for a long time she came upon a highway. Cars were littered everywhere, but so were many zombies. Hannah didn't want to take the risk and instead stayed off to the side where there were manageable amounts of zombies. The sweet spurts of blood that left the zombies as she killed them made her enjoy the task even more. Eventually she saw a set of houses in the distance and began to make her way over to them. It was dark out and she would need to rest soon so they would make for a good camp. "Score!" She said aloud to herself.

 

[The Akolite]

After his companion licked up all the water, he would reach for it and place it back into his back pack. Then continue his trek to the gas station, with the chain in hand he broke of into a sprint, the dog noticing the increased in speed and followed the boy. In a few moments he and the dog were at the gas station. There was walker in there that he could easily kill with the pole that he found before hand. Or he could send his dog at it. But he dismissed the idea. He approached the walker and launched his arm at the zombies head with pole in hand....it hit home... He pulled out... it was a bloody mess.


There wasn't much there except for a bag of chips which he took... And a warm monster which he ignored. He didn't like the taste of it.


He walked out of the store holding the chain and the pole that he held tightly. As he steeped out he noticed a residential area which he thought one of the home there must have some dog food. So he went there. The house he chose to entered happened to have a girl inside that he had no clue was in there. But his dog knew that someone was in there or something. So he went in there with his crazy dog that was growling incredible load.