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Post by Reznik » Fri Sep 14, 2018 3:11 am

David ran probably a good half mile in no time. Once he saw the first secondary street he turned on heel and began running down that street. The angry yelling and screaming was still highly audible behind him as he ran. David knew the amount of men running after him had easily tripled.

Quickly David looked behind him, saw the coast was still clear then ducked down an ally way and hid behind a dumpster. His heart raced, his blood pumping furiously to keep oxygen running to his muscles which at this point had received a major adrenaline boost. His breathing however remained calm and steady. All those years of training and his body still retained the memory on how to perform in combat scenarios.

Silently peeking around the corner, David saw a group of ten run past the ally. One of them who David assumed was the squad leader barking into his radio.

”Secure the Mayors Residence! I need all units to track this rebel down NOW!”

David couldn’t help but smirk at this. Sadly a part of him was enjoying this, toying with inexperienced guards. They had no clue how to face an enemy like this. David quickly snapped out of it though, his mind focusing on the fact he needed to buy plenty of time for Miller and Phoebe to get to hole in the fence. So he silently stepped up to the corner, rounded the corner and took aim. This time he didn’t shoot to kill, but he did however have good enough aim to shoot the hat off the guard squad leaders head, which in turn made the whole ten man team duck.

David, satisfied he still had their attention took off down another street before the guards could get a good bead on him as they fired their weapons. David was sure by now that the sound of gunfire could be heard around most of the town.

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Post by JoJoTheClown » Fri Sep 14, 2018 3:25 am

"Yeah, yeah" luke responded, waving Haven off as they walked away from the van. It wasnt far down the road before Luke pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a black a d gold painted zippo lighter he found a few cities back. Tucking the lighter back in his pocket, he waited a few moments before answering Clarke's question. "Eh? Its a long story." Luke responded, not really wanting to get into the journey he had taken with Will and Ami. "We need to focus on where we're going next. We've been driving for weeks with no destination. Havent seen a street sign in a while." Luke added as they walked down the long empty road. Luke hoped maybe theyd see a car or something on the side of the road they could raid. Last time he saw a sign they were entering Nebraska, the land of nothing but fuxking corn fields. "In so tired.of seeing fucking corn.." Luke grumbled as more fields slowly came into view.

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Millers eyes widened when david addressed him, only to watch the man bust out of the door in dramatic fashion. It seemed to be the only way he did things. Miller looked at the doctor woman for a moment before nodding, heading towards the back door. "Dont worry about my wounds." Miller told her as his bruised and tired face caught glimpse of light. "Just, guide me to the fence.. and then you can go." Miller told her as they guided through the alley, heading south. The last part of his words, was something he had to think about. Could she really be trusted to be let free, now that she knew the severity of the situation. Miller contemplated killing her, several times, trying to think of a scenario where he let the girl live and all of this worked in his favor. "Can i trust you?" He asked as he stopped limping, turning to look at the nurse for a moment.

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Post by Gecko » Fri Sep 14, 2018 4:16 am

For a mere moment, Phoebe was able to see the wounds on Miller's face. The severity of them caused her to pause for a moment, but it was nothing worse then the things she had seen before. Still, knowing now exactly what Harold was capable of, she made sure to keep a mental note of what she could look like if she crossed paths with Harold.

Gingerly, Phoebe led him towards the fence. The sound of yelling and gunfire resonated strongly through darkened streets. The night had taken such a dangerous turn to the point where Phoebe couldn't quite believe that she was sitting placidly in the infirmary not even ten minutes prior. She wasn't accustomed to treacherous stunts such as these, but here she was. Phoebe placed her hand on the wooden fence and faced Miller with concern in her expression. To purposefully leave someone to fend for himself when he could use some help went against what she believed in. In this case, it may just work for the better. He asked if he could trust her.

"One hundred percent."

The coast was still clear and the sound of gunshots and yelling had moved to somewhere else in town. She took it as a good sign even though David was still in danger. With Miller being hurt, she decided to go against David's plan and stick with him. For all she knew, Miller could have some sort of serious injury that she would need to tend to. Internal bleeding was something she was personally concerned with.
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Post by Reznik » Fri Sep 14, 2018 12:02 pm

David zig zagged a few more times to get the guards off his trail. Thankfully the rain had returned and it washed away any foot prints he left behind. It didn’t take long before buildings disappeared and he was in the woods.

The adrenaline dump hit him a little bit ago, and he was starting to feel sluggish. Thankfully his plan had worked, because last time he was close enough to hear, all the available search teams were on his side of town. That would have allowed Miller to escape unseen. Taking in a deep breath, David got back to his feet and continued on.

He guessed ten more minutes had passed when he came across it. David’s face went pale, but something drew him towards it. He had figured that Harold would of had it repaired, but apparently supplies, or lack there of, didn’t allow for that. The guest house for new arrivals looked the exact same as it had the last time he saw it, only now he truly began seeing the destruction that had taken place.

David slowly and silently stepped up to the back door, which had been flung open so hard it hung for life on one hinge. Looking over towards the sign, someone had made two makeshift crosses by the corner of the house and his heart wrenched. His head began throbbing as well, the sounds of gunfire echoing through his mind.

”Jesus fucking hell!” Monroe cursed as the first round tore through his shoulder. The man had managed to slam the front door shut as the death squad began unloading their firearms on the cabin.

David had rounded the corner and went to start checking Monroe out when a round tore through the window and grazed his left cheek. David cursed and drew his side arm and fired back out the window. About that time, Joe rushed in from the kitchen with his 12 gauge and set up opposite of David and fired two quick rounds.

“We gotta get outta here!” David agreed and took cover by the door, Monroe had already began yelling the same, “Everyone get the hell out of here! Joe cover the back door so the girls can escape, MOVE!”

David popped back over to the window and fire again until the slide locked, the magazine empty. No sooner had he ejected the empty magazine, a snap sounded off and David flung back, a round passing right through his shoulder. He fell to the floor around the corner out of sight just as Ami came down and began arguing with Monroe. Somehow the older man managed to get her to listen and forced her to leave out the back.

Joe quickly knelt down and looked David over, “It passed clean through, we need to go Monroe!” The older man looked at them and shook his head, “You boys get going, watch after the women. Like I told Ami, this is my stop, now get your asses moving!”

They both nodded, and Joe helped David to his feet and they began heading towards the back door. It was at that point Joe saw Lana, her body laying there by the corner of the house. The ranchers face went red with anger as he fought the tears. Then part of Edens death team rounded the corner there. Joe shoved David back inside and fired his shotgun. Last David had saw of Joe was the big man taking three rounds in the chest before dropping. Despite his injuries, Joe still managed to crawl over to Lana, trying to protect her with his bulk before his road ended.

David quickly reloaded and slammed the door shut. That didn’t stop them however as they started firing through the door. David’s ballistic vest stoped a majority of the rounds, but two penetrated his left side and he dropped while firing his gun wildly at the door.

The floor under him began puddling as he laid there, unable to move. Two more rounds found him in his lower back, and strangely all pain left him. His mind in a daze as he laid there. ‘It doesn’t hurt....’

The last time he saw Monroe, the man had knelt down next to him, told him he had to live, he had to find the girls and protect them. Then David blacked out for a moment. When he came to again, Monroe was gone and Miller was looking him over, and that was when the darkness consumed him again.


When David snapped back to reality, he was standing right where Miller found him. His cheeks were wet from the tears that ran freely down his face. His knees then gave out and he sank to the floor. Then in a burst of anger David began punching the floor.

The people nearest the cabin chalked the noise up to a wolf howling. Little did they know they heard the angry cry that David screamed.

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Post by Golden_ » Sat Sep 15, 2018 1:19 am

Shea had been tasked with tearing this goddamn town apart, for yet another time. These occurances seemed to be rising in incidence - and not to the woman's surprise. Or concern. She'd happily join an iron-strong, unbeatable rebellion, with the goal of burning every last building to the ground, along with it's holier-than-thou leader. But alas, the rebels who fled were desperate and stupid. So she'd just have to settle on tracking them down, delivering them to Harold on a silver platter, and eagerly taking those brownie points.

Out of pure luck, the woman clad in all black found herself by the old post office. She'd always preferred working alone, especially now that every man, woman, and child displayed an unhealthy obsession towards their saviour. She watched from the safety of her hideaway, as three individuals came in, and one went out. With a literal BANG. As her fellow guardsmen bolted after the armed man, like starved dogs chasing a milkbone, Shea watched the other two figures sneak out into the rain-slicked street. Her target was limping, clearly in pain, and clearly weakened by his lovely stay within these monstrous walls. The other figure appeared smaller in size, perhaps a woman, and clearly more stable physically. Another accomplice - this was getting interesting.

Shea watched and lurked from a distance, eventually tracking them down to the outer fence. However, the excitement died down when their movements did. They seemed to be waiting. Perhaps for loud-bang-man, or perhaps for others. Either way, this was her open window of opportunity.

With her blade resting comfortably in her grasp, Shea crept forward, letting the reflective gleam of her knife bounce off against the light emitting from a nearby building. "Here Kitty Kitty Kitty..." she taunted softly, before allowing a few innocent giggles to escape her lips. "... Kitty, you're leaving me heartbroken. You're leaving the Great Creator heartbroken. And we can't fucking have that, now can we?" The sweetness in her voice quickly turned to bitterness, caused by the mention of the almighty god who ruled over the remains of this 'functionable' society.
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Post by JoJoTheClown » Sat Sep 15, 2018 1:43 am

"Good, because neither one of us have a choice at this ppint. Whether you kike it or not, youre an accomplice now." Miller told her as the gas station came into sight. He pickdd up the pace, trying to force himself to run, instead it looked like some sort of wierd skip as they reached the wall. "When you found us, i hesitated to kill you. They wont." He stopped as they came to one of the pumps, resting for a second. "Dont make me regret it." Miller added theough heavy breaths. His body was in pain, weeks of torture wore his body down pretty bad. Thiugh Miller was quick to react when he heard a voice, straightening up and looking around, as if he were imitating a praririedog. "You hear that? We need to go." Miller insisted as he nudged Pheobe forward towards the back of the gas station. He didnt see where the voice came from, but he sure as hell didnt want to stick around to find out.

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Post by Gecko » Sat Sep 15, 2018 3:26 am

Phoebe's stomach turned into a knot as Miller explained what she was to everyone in Eden now. Just as she found a place that she could help, she ruined it by her own strict standards. It was something that never happened before. Usually her expertise was what allowed her to do almost anything she wanted, so long as it saved someone's life. A pang of shock went through her chest as Miller admitted to considering killing her and being blatantly honest about what Harold's men would do.

They came across the gas station and stopped by the pumps. Now skittish, Phoebe wordlessly looked around. Hopefully the dark had masked her identity, meaning she could safely go back home without being noticed. That was mostly hopeful thinking, however. Based on what Miller said, she wouldn't exactly be getting off free. Phoebe was about to ask Miller a question when he straightened up out of the blue and glanced around.

He then started pushing Phoebe to the back of the gas station and her heart raced even more. Now she heard it. The sound of lighthearted giggles against the blackness of the night didn't bode well. With no weapons on her, the doctor felt very exposed and defenseless. They reached the back and Phoebe pushed herself flat against the wall as to hide, pausing to listen for the voice coming closer. She glanced at Miller for some idea on what to do next. This was all so new to her that she couldn't quite figure out how things were supposed to go. That, and she had no clue as to what Miller and David's plan exactly was.
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Post by Reznik » Sat Sep 15, 2018 3:30 am

The urge to march straight to Harold’s residence and send him to meet his so called creator was overwhelming, but patience was key.

Thirty minutes had passed since his memory came back to him, and David had already managed to sneak out to the main guard post by the gate. The guards there completely oblivious to his presence. David had been here once before of course, and it had seemed the patrol pattern hadn’t changed since he was last here.

Using his training, it wasn’t hard to sneak up on the untrained guards and render them unconscious by hitting the main nerve along the sides of their necks. Then afterwards he did a quick pat down and retrieved more ammo for his pistol, along with an MP5 with the same 9mm ammo. He also decided to pilfer the guards radio. David knew tapping into their communications would be important in the days to come.

Afterwards he skirted around the outskirts of town at a steady jogging pace. He was also careful to avoid any search patrols that may of ventured outside of the towns walls. The first matter of business now was finding Miller and getting him to a safe spot. After that, David had questions that needed answered. Aside from Haven, David needed to know who all made it out and where they went. He couldn’t keep his promise to Monroe otherwise.

Slowly David began moving in a crouch the closer he got to the gas station. If Miller hadn’t been captured, and given his condition he should be at this point if not soon. Slowly the marine leveled the mp5 and began sweeping side to side before moving further up.

When he reached some downed trees he froze in place. The faint echo of voices was easily audible at this point at night. He couldn’t tell for sure if it was more Eden guards, or Miller, or someone else. He quickly ran through various scenarios in his head, then decided on the best course of action.

David then froze when he heard the next sound. A giggle as if someone had been playing a game of cat and mouse. The marine kept crouched by the tree thirty feet from the gas pumps, and that’s when he saw two silhouettes moving into the gas station. Miller and Phoebe. Now all he had to do was wait for the third voice to appear.

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Post by Wanderlusst » Sat Sep 15, 2018 3:47 am

Clarke accepted the answer Luke gave him, knowing that prying wasn't a polite thing to do. As Luke mentioned wanting to come up with a plan, and that he was tired of the cornfields, Clarke was glad he wasn't the only one," 'Bout time... Haven seems to have an idea of a plan.. but I don't think she knows where it's taking her right now. Maybe you and Ami could take over, get us closer to some .... real food.."he muttered as he glanced at the fields before looking away, not wanting to take a chance on them,"and maybe we could find somewhere other than a car to live in?"he suggested with slight hope on his face.

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Haven looked over at Mia, before looking away, she knew both women had been through losses of their own. And Haven was trying to figure out just how they stayed sane this whole time. As she pushed off the van and got inside, Haven crawled into the back, she pulled her back pack to her before she unzipped the front pocket and pulled out a small plastic bag.

Inside the bag was folded up pieces of papers. As she pulled them out Haven was careful with them, almost like they would easily rip on her, she had kept the letter fron William, a reminder that she still had to live for someone and finish this thing out.

As she read the letter she began to feel a little better, not because it was sappy or just reminded her of Will and the promise she made - but because she got to be reminded that at some point, she had someone to love and she still does have people she needed to fight for. Mia. Ami. Luke and now Clarke.. they were all people she had to fight for. Her people.

The only time Haven felt completely sane, was when she held the letter, it grounded her as well as reminded her. As she tucked it back into the plastic bag and into her backpack she zipped it back up before she looked out at the two girls who had stayed behind,"Soo... I guess.. we gotta wait for the boys.. so how is everyone?"she asked as she tried to fill up the silence.

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Post by ScorpiBun » Sat Sep 15, 2018 8:42 am

The sun was shining bright with no cloud in sight to give Aiden and Jake some shadow. Both of them already tired of walking, hungry and thirsty, they needed to find some food immediately. The last time both of them ate was a day ago, eating their emergency food and drinking the last of their water. Luckily there was a little bit of water left, but Aiden left that for Jake, knowing that he would probably need it more. Although it seemed like food and water was their biggest problem, it wasn’t as their only fire weapon didn’t have any bullets left and that left them without any real protection. It could definitely be said that life was not going good for the Pratts brothers at all.

“I can’t walk anymore!” Jake sighed and stopped. It wasn’t like him to be whiny, but he was just a kid, living in the apocalypse.

“It’s okay buddy, I’ll carry you.” Aiden looked at Jake and crouched so Jake could climb on his back. For Aiden it wasn’t difficult to carry Jake as the boy was very light and small. When Jake got on Aiden’s back, Aiden stood up and continued to walk slowly, looking around for any kind of house or any place there might be food.
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