Name- Samuel Matthews Age- 23 Ethnicity- Caucasian Physical Appearance- Samuel is exactly 6'3", has mostly short hair, with shaggy black hair jutting out at about two inches in length. His cheekbones are very pronounced, but not overwhelmingly so. His eyes are a slight bluish-gray color with a very blue outer rim. Slightly muscular, but slightly slim for his height. Has a scraggly goatee and shaggy eyebrows. His face is littered with various battle scars and one eye is glazed over from injury. Almost looks like a more modern version of a mountain man. Clothing- Military grade body armor with an orange T-shirt and jeans underneath. His body armor is a tactical vest with several compartments for ammo, but this can slow him down in desperate situations. Wears a necklace that slightly resembles a Tiger fang. His shoes are heavy-duty steel-toed boots. Personality- Usually quiet but can be angered easily with the right insults. He is not shy, but he is very antisocial, and tries to keep to himself whenever he can. When he is confronted and must talk, he says little and usually reveals nothing. Other than his solid exterior, he actually is quite nice and gentle. Before the apocalypse he did not have these problems, but he developed a sort of mental block afterwards. Biography- Samuel was born in South Bend, Indiana, but moved to Lexington, Kentucky after his stint in the military expired. At the age of 13, Sam's father died of acute congestion of the brain after a concussion and a severe case of amnesia. Him and his mother were taking care of his two brothers at the time, until his mother fell deathly ill when he was 15 years old. On her death bed, she told him he had to get his brothers to his grandparents so Sam could finish school and live life as is should be lived. At the age of 18, Sam dropped out of high school to enter the military. He quickly became skilled at long range and pretty skilled with most other weaponry. Sam never saw any action, but didn't really want to, as his stint was only a month away from ending. After he left to Lexington, he said that he would always be able to serve his country in a time of need. Once the outbreak started, Sam was immediately called to arms to try to help stop the epidemic, but it was too late, an outbreak had already happened and he had taken refuge with a small militia at Fort Knox, Kentucky, where most of the Kentucky national guard and citizens were hiding. He witnessed his own brothers as walkers one day and was forced to kill them. After that he was sort of mentally damaged, and he barely socialized with anyone. He left the fort one day without notice once he heard of a group of survivors not a far distance from there. He now is a nomad, scavenging what he can from the desolate wasteland that he once called home. City/Location- Fort Knox area, nomad, always moving. Inventory(11 Items or less- Military grade backpack, standard M16A4 assault rifle(2 clips of ammo), Tactical military combat knife, Military Canteen(3/4 full), First Aid Kit(full kit), Utility belt, Tactical chest protection, Protective helmet(can stop bullets hitting at an angle, not a direct shot), Old beat-up revolver(Father's, 12 bullets), an MRE(Meal Ready to Eat). Other- Kills almost every walker he can, wants revenge for his brothers' deaths.
((Accepted))
Making a new character for Season 4; things are going to get more interesting...
Name-Daniel Payne
Age(Between 15 & 45)-35 Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male Ethnicity(Caucasian/African American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Payne stands at 6'0 ft tall, has a muscular farmers build, but is slim. His eyes are a shade of green. He is calus, hardened from work on the farm. He has a "Porn Star" mustache.
Clothing-Wears a leather jacket, black aviator sunglasses, classic denim jeans, brown biker boots, v-neck shirt, belt with a flashy belt buckle, a cowboy hat, & a simple weapon holder Personality(Characteristics)-A cold & secluded man, Payne is a closed off man, since the untimely death of his only son before the outbreak. Without a single person to love, Payne has closed himself off to the possibilities of having a group. He does retain a rather humorous sarcasm, which he uses at random intervals. Biography-Born & raised on a farm, Payne had low expectations of becoming more than a simple farmer. He retained very little friends due to his seclusion, but he was never lonely. His father taught him the basics, hunting, crafting items, & basic farm work. His mother taught him simple manner/social skills but also taught him how to ride a horse & trade. When he was twenty-seven, he was given a child, which he lovingly raised. His wife left him after their only son died from a car accident.
City/Location-Varies Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Sawed-Off Shotgun, Machete, Colt Python Revolver with several bullets, Cooked meat from farm animals, Lasso, Picture of Son. Other-Walker
Buck, "We're approaching Bardstown, Kentucky, sir." The driver announces to Buck. "Alright, we'll stay a week there, I'm planning on having "fun" with the other group." Buck says laughing.
The driver laughs as well. A few hours pass & the caravan has made it to Bardstown. It's relatively deserted, only a few walkers roam the street, but nothing to strenuous, there may be more walkers deeper in town. The caravan parks in the middle of the road, Buck loads a clip of ammo into his handgun & steps out. He signals for the group to exit out of the military truck.
"Looks like it's time." Raychelle announces to the group.
"All we need to do is signal Stephen to us, he'll get our weapons back."
Before Raychelle can finish the plan; Buck opens the door to the armored van.
"You, come with me." Buck say's pointing to Raychelle.
Jeff glares at Buck.
"Don't think about it, I'll kill you right here, right now if you try anything." Buck warns Jeff.
Raychelle follows Buck out of the van. Buck's gun is raised to the back of her head, she steps forward a little.
"Come with me, we're going to have some fun." Buck says with a smile.
Raychelle thinks of the sick things Buck will do to her.
"Over there." Buck says; motioning to a small motel.
Aaron, Watching Raychelle exit the van, Aaron looks to Jeff, he was curled up in the corner. He was emotionally distressed & Megan dared not look at him, she was attempting to put of the fact that she involuntarily murdered Adam. Aaron adjusted his black tie; the door opens again, it's Stephen.
"Buck want's me to check you're vitals." Stephen says, crouching by Jon. "I feel fine." Jon says aggressively.
Megan looks up to Stephen, he's somewhat startled when Jon jerks his arm away.
"Look...I didn't kill Adam, I didn't shoot you." Stephen says shakily. "So why didn't you stop him?" Jon asks. "I...I did, I tried, but Buck's...he's not the friendliest guy." Stephen responds; nervously. "That's putting it mildly." Jon says. "Please, forgive me, I swear, I tried." Stephen responds. "If you want us to forgive you...help us kill Buck, if you truly are sorry for my sons death, you'd help us." Jeff says, looking up.
The group looks to Jeff, he hadn't said a word for days, it seemed odd. Stephen's looks to Jeff, Stephen's eye's become misty.
"He was just a kid Stephen, fourteen years old, hadn't gotten all the luxuries of life & Buck just murdered him, extinguished that flame." Jeff says to Stephen, who quickly wipes his eyes. "He deserves to die." Jeff finally says.
Stephen pauses, looking over the ragtag group. He slowly nods.
"Wh...What do you want me to do?" Stephen asks. "Get our weapons back, distract Buck, lure his daughters into a building & chain them up." Aaron responds.
Stephen's eye's widen.
"Why do you want his daughters?" Stephen asks.
"We're going to kill them, in front of him."
With word of another major group near Bardstown, Sam sets off in that general direction on foot. Sticking to the shadows, Sam can't properly get out to scavenge as much. To his luck, he comes across a camping ground and finds some crackers and a bottle of water.
"Not much, but anything is another day." Sam said with a scoff.
Wandering in the general direction of Bardstown, Sam doesn't see much walker action, those that he did he killed off with his tactical knife. He now is ever closer to this infamous group.
Captain Robert "Buck" Lawson, Wyoming, Two Weeks Since the Outbreak... "Katherine...oh god Katherine, I'm so...so sorry...I tried...I..I really did." Robert cries; holding Katherine in her arms. She was bitten on the shoulder by a walker. "Robert...I...I know y...you tried you're b...best." Katherine stutters slowly as blood drains from her shoulder.
Stephanie & Annabelle are at her side, sobbing & holding their mother's arm.
"Mommy...please don't die, please." Stephanie begs while crying.
"I'm sorry Steph, Annie, I...I really am." Katherine apologizes to them, tears streaming down her face.
The family holds Katherine & cradle her.
"Rob...you've got to-
"No...no Katherine, I...I..I can't." Robert responds crying.
"Please Robert, don't let me become one of them." She begs.
Robert stares into her teary eyes, then slowly nods.
"I...Okay Katherine." Buck says; crying.
"No! Daddy don't!" Annabelle begs.
"Annie, Steph, be strong for Mommy, I love you two." Katherine says.
"I'm sorry Annie. Stephen, get them away from here." Robert says.
"Yes Robert." Stephen says nodding.
Stephen takes the kids away from Robert & Katherine, he closes the door behind him. Robert stares into his wife's eyes.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Buck says with a teary smile.
Katherine nods & laughs; teary eyed.
"Yes." She smiles.
"Remember what I said?" Robert responds.
"I must say, you really are lovely." Katherine responds with a smile.
Buck wipes tears from his eyes & nods while smiling.
"I love you Katherine." Robert smiles.
"I love you too Robert." Katherine responds.
Robert kisses her then places the Python Revolver to her head.
"Till death do we part." Robert says.
The trigger is pulled, the bullet expelled from the chamber, it enters her head. Her head jerks back a little. Robert eases her body to the floor. He is in tears, hugging her body. Brushing her hair back with his hand & kissing her forehead. Robert cries loudly, he can hear his daughters crying from the distance.
Three Weeks since the Outbreak... The truck courses through the undead city, survivors line the streets, they held off the walkers enough for them to stay alive.
"Pull over." Buck commands Stephen.
Stephen obey's his command & parks the car in the middle of the street. Buck gets out of the truck, his hand clenching his revolver which he had named "Chuck". Robert steps through the crowd of survivors who gaze at this large man with an eye patch. Buck looks over the survivors.
"Who all can shoot a gun?" Buck asks the survivors.
Ten men raised their hands.
"Who can hunt?"
Three men & one woman raise their hands. Buck nods.
"You are going to join me, you are going to survive with me." Buck announces to the group.
"& just who are you?" One man asks.
"My name... my name is Buck." Buck says to the group slowly.
Robert named himself Buck after his daughters reanimated, a week since his wife's death. When the were bitten, Buck cried, as with his wife, & was close to putting them out of their misery, but couldn't. He had them locked up in the back of a UPS truck. That day, Buck darkened. He reinvented himself to be more abrasive, cold, ruthless. Thus came forth the name "Buck" which he used as a simple intimidation technique.
"We are "The Raiders"." Buck finally says smiling.
Buck, "Undress. Now" Buck says to Raychelle, smiling with his gun raised slightly.
Raychelle stands still, staring at Buck.
"Now." Buck commands.
Raychelle hesitantly follows his commands. Once she stands before him, naked, Buck smiles.
"Turn around." Buck commands; smiling.
Tears form at Raychelle's eyes. She attempts to cover herself, but it's not enough.
Aaron,
Stephen returns with a large box, he sets it down in the corner of the van.
"Inside the crate; you're weapons are in the crate. It'll pass off as medical supplies to the others, just don't open it near any of the group members. Be careful." Stephen says quickly before closing the door behind him.
Aaron looks to Mason who nods. Raychelle returns to the van thirty minutes later. He expression is shocked, disturbed.
"Ray, what's wrong?" Mason asks.
"He...he r...raped me." She says, her eyes are wide open.
"What?!" Mason says standing up.
"That sick f*ck." Megan chimes in.
Jon looks up to her & shakes his head, disgusted by the news.
"We'll kill Buck tommorow Raychelle, I promise." Aaron says.
Raychelle sits down.
"How? We don't have our weapons, we're not-
"Actually, Stephen brought them to us." Aaron interrupts.
"Where are they?" Raychelle asks, turning to Aaron.
"Hidden in that medical crate over there." Aaron responds.
Raychelle goes over to the crate & opens it, inside is her Katana, Jon's handgun & shotgun, Aaron's pistols & sawed off shotguns, Jesse's & Helen's gear, & several other supplies.
"We strike now, we kill him, no more problems." Raychelle announces to the group.
"We should really plan this out." Jon responds.
"No, no more deaths, no more abuse. This stops now." Raychelle responds.
"Get Stephen."
After following this group he finally found at a distance for a small while, he finally caught up with them. He had to see what they were doing, and he needed more people at his side to keep him alive.
As Sam slowly steps out of his car he had been slowly following them in, he creeps through the woods, and he comes across the small group sitting by a van. He sees them opening a medical crate filled with some weapons that would be helpful.
"Do they have what I need?" Sam whispered to himself, creeping closer to the van, somehow unnoticed. He at first thought of killing the group and stealing the supplies, but he though better of it and decided to figure out what they were doing at the time. He tightens his grip on his M16 and listens to the conversation at hand. He picks up what he didn't expect. He had heard that one of the girls had been raped.
"Even today there are some sick sons of b*tches." He says out loud, and immediately covers his mouth in an attempt to stop his words, but it was too late, the group had heard him, he revealed himself with his hands in the air, throwing himself at the mercy of the group, but with his military experience, he could quickly retaliate in a time of desperation.
((We're not out of the armored van yet.)) Jon, I sit; looking onto Aaron who speaks through the hand held radio.
"Stephen, do you read me?" Aaron asks through the radio.
There's a momentary pause before a man sounds over it.
"Be careful next time, Tyler picked it up & nearly answered." Stephen responds in a hushed tone. "What do you need?" Stephen asks. "It's time to strike." Aaron responds.
There's a brief moment of silence. Stephen can be heard taking a deep breath.
"Okay...Alright, what do you need help with." Stephen asks. "We need you to get Buck's daughters to a secluded area & get Buck's attention when we motion for you." Aaron responds.
There's another pause.
"Okay, I'll get them on the rooftop, anything else you need?" Stephen asks.
"We're planning on decimating his forces, any ideas on how to do it without wasting ammo?"
"Well...I could attract some walkers." Stephen responds slowly.
"Sounds good, oh, before you do any of that, unlock the van door." Aaron says.
Stephen laughs a little.
"Yeah, I'll unlock it, just be...be careful, Buck's ruthless."
"Noted."
Daniel Payne, Rural Oklahoma, The cornfields raise high into the air, stretching their stalks high over the valley of the dead. Walkers roamed freely in the cornfields, contaminating the crops. Payne stares off into the cornfield, he was hard at work & was now noticing the walkers. It was several months since the outbreak now, not alot of info was intercepted by Payne, but he really didn't care. As long as he was concerned; there was still work to be done. The shovel is embedded into the soil, throwing dirt behind Payne as he dug the hole. The hole was really a rectangular ditch, but it would be big enough. When Payne finished digging the hole, he leaves the shovel in the ditch & walks to the edge of the cornfield. He looks in the distance to where the walkers roamed. They were a plague, a blight on the land. Payne removes the revolver from it's holster. It was a Colt Python, loaded with bullets. It was handed down to him by his dad at age fourteen. Payne leaps over the wooden fence that acts as a boundary to the cornfields. He steps into the crops, advancing slowly towards the walkers in the distance.
The Group before The Firefight... Guns are loaded, the Group stands, prepared. Their guns in their hands. Raychelle practice swings her katana. Jon checks his pump shotgun for the ammo. Megan steady's her bow & arrows. Mason's straps a bayonetta to the end of his Crossbow. Jeff looks to the picture of Adam & puts it in his uniform's pocket. Jesse sharpen's his Machete & prepares his bow & arrow. Helen loads a bullet into her rifle.
"The time is now, we finish this fight, Buck will no longer harm another person. Today, we fight for those lost by Buck's hands. Today we avenge Adam. Toady we take back our rights. We are a group that has endured so much in such a small amount of time. Today we take the fight to them." Aaron announces to the group.
The Fight... Stephen approaches the van, chain cutters are wielded in his left hand. He quickly looks around the general vicinity of the van before breaking the chains that bound the doors shut. He quickly knocks on the door before running off, next was getting the daughters. Stephen quickly advances to the white UPS truck, the cutters still in his hand. He snaps the chains off the truck, opens the two doors. Sunlight shines into the truck, showing the two walkers. They look onto Stephen & slowly shuffle towards him. Stephen grabs his duct taped jacket & puts it on as the walkers attempt to grab for him. He undo's the chains that bound the walkers to the wall of the UPS truck. Carefully leading the walkers to a secluded building, Stephen looks out for the Buck's group members, they all appear to be playing a game of cards; Buck among them. Stephen enters the small shop & quickly wraps the chains binding the walkers to a table's stand. He looks onto them, they used to be so beautiful before they died. Stephanie & Annabelle we're completely harmless, didn't deserve the fate they got. Stephen can still remember how heart broken Buck was. He was deeply depressed & turned to physical abuse, beating the last squad mate for the belief that he caused their infection. This was the first time Buck truly turned into what he was. Before his family died, he was just an average man, now what he is; he is practically not human.
Stephen steps out of the building & looks to Buck, he's still playing cards. His gaze now lands to the armored truck, one member looks out from the side.
((Sorry bout that, didn't realize that, disregard my last post))
Samuel
While still following the armored van, I stayed far behind to keep out of sight. As I followed them in the truck I use, I saw one man enter a small building, partially hidden, and quite secluded. I saw him with two walkers...he led them into the building.
"What in the h*ll is he doing?" Sam asked himself. While waiting out whatever was happening, he ate a little bit of the MRE he had and took a swig from his canteen. He sat there patiently, waiting for something to happen, his curiosity could not let he stop following them. He knew something was up, but he didn't know what.
The Fight... Aaron nods to Stephen, a pistol is held in Aaron's hand, he checks the chamber when Stephen nods back. Turning his head to Buck, Stephen remembers what this man is, what he's done, Jenkins & several others died by his hands. It had to stop. Mustering up what little courage Stephen had; he draws Buck's attention.
"BUCK! BUCK! RAYCHELLE HAS ESCAPED!" Stephen yells waving for him to approach him.
The signal was sent, the group quickly sneaks to the backdoor of the building that held the two walkers. On the way, they killed five walkers silently. Buck leaps up from his lawn chair, knocking it over, & turns to Stephen, his face is contorted in pure anger.
"WHAT?!" He yells.
"HOW?! David why weren't you guarding the van?!" Buck yells at David, who turns from a corner.
Stephen had bribed David to not say a word about the planned attack.
"I-I was Buck." David slightly stutters.
"Bullsh*t! You had to have seen her! You let her go!"
David slowly backs away as Buck quickly advances towards him. David turns to run out of fear, but is grabbed by his jackets collar. Buck removes his combat knife from his holder & slits David throat in one quick motion. David grabs at his throat as blood flows down his neck. Buck throws David to the ground & swiftly kicks him in the stomach multipul times. Stephen watches in disgust & shakes his head, turning away from the violence.
"You're going to turn David, how does it make you feel knowing you're going to become one of them?" Buck says with each kick; loud enough for him to hear.
David chokes on the blood & several Raiders surround both Buck & David. Jennifer gasps in disgust & turns her head from the brutal scene. Randall, Leon, Jason, Kevin, & several other group members laugh & point as David squirms. Several other members turn their heads away. The squirming slowly dies down, Buck looks down at him, he is still angered.
"Shoot him in the head...he doesn't deserve to turn." Jennifer says slowly.
Buck shakes his head.
"No." He says simply.
"What? Buck, we put down people, that's the simple rule we follow." Jennifer says in disagreement.
"Yeah well that ends now, some people deserve to turn. Let it be known from here on out, this is the consequence you pay for if you betray me." Buck responds.
The group looks onto Buck, fearful of what he'll do next. Stephen returns to the task at hand.
"Buck, I think I saw her enter this building over here, let's check it out." Stephen says; turned to the building, looking through the smashed glass windows.
He could see figures in position, guns aimed out the windows, Raychelle stands in the shop, her Katana drawn on the two walkers.
"Let's go." Buck announces to the group; motioning them to the small shop.
Buck unholsters his Colt Python & advances towards the shop. The door is ajar, the glass on it slightly broken. Peering in the shop with his gun raised, Buck squints to make out the figures in the shop. He makes out the figure that is shuffling around, aims for it's head & fires.
The bullet finds it's way into the moving figure head, what looks like blood; splatters over another figure. Moving slowly forward, a little more light shows on the figure that had died. Buck could hear whispering. Looking down, Buck see's the corpse of his daughter Stephanie. Buck is at first shocked, confused, trying to piece things together.
"Ste-Stephanie?" Buck says lowering his gun.
Tears begin to form in his eyes as he looks down at the corpse of his daughter.
"No, no, no, NO!" Buck yells stepping forward.
The sound of a click sets an eerie backdrop. Buck's head lifts up to the group of figures that are somewhat shown by what little light there was, through the light, Raychelle stands smiling at him.
"Hello Buck." She says with a grin.
Anger soars up Buck as he raises his gun quickly. The other Raiders enter the shop; their guns raised.
"Lower you're guns or Annabelle dies." Raychelle warns Buck & the Raiders.
Buck lowers his gun & motions for the rest of his men to lower theirs. They obey the command. In the commotion, Stephen slips out of the shop, unnoticed. He speeds down the street, stopping by the truck to turn on the speakers. He puts them on full blast, playing 70's songs. Buck's men turn to the sudden blast of music.
"No, stay put or she dies." Raychelle warns Buck & the Raiders, some of which were about to look for where the music was coming from.
"Please, don't hurt my sweetheart. Please, I'm begging you Ray."
"Why shouldn't I Robert, why in the hell should I not take someone you love from you? I certainly think you don't deserve compassion." Raychelle responds coolly.
Tears form at Buck's eyes. He begs more.
"You want her alive? You wanna know what you're going to do to let her stay alive."
"Please! I'll do anything!" Buck pleads.
"Give us you're hand." Raychelle says darkly.
"My-my hand?" Buck asks confused.
"Yes. You're hand, give it, & we'll let her go." Raychelle responds.
There's a moment of silence, Buck considers his options.
"Well?" Raychelle asks.
Buck nods. He raises his left hand out for Raychelle. Jon pushes forward a small wooden table. Buck sets his hand on the table. He takes a deep breath before Raychelle swings her Katana down on his hand. Buck cries out in pain & flinches his arm back slightly, Aaron holds him down. Buck squirms as his hand is half cut through. The bone shows through the torn & bloodied flesh. It was a clean cut. Raychelle swings down again & the hand is removed. Buck cries louder than ever before & pulls his arm back from Aaron's grip. He grips his bleeding stump. His gaze is still on the table where his severed hand lay. Blood trickled down his right hand, all over his shirt as well. Tim, a former doctor, quickly rushes to him. He fixes Buck's hand quickly. Buck's on his knees from pain, trying hard not to fall unconscious. His face is snow white pale, he's shivering all over & is crying in severe pain. It takes Tim half an hour to medicate & bandage his hand. The Raiders watched in awe as Buck was barely grasping onto life from the blood loss & removal of his hand. Alot of the group thought he'd go into shock, but somehow he pulled through. A bloody bandage was wrapped around his stump. Gathering the strength to stand up, Buck looks up to Raychelle, his breathing is heavy. It's hard to gather words.
"Th...th...there, now p...please let her g..go." Buck stutters.
"To bad." Jeff intervenes as he raises his gun to Annabelle's head.
"JEFF NO!" Raychelle yells the second he raises it.
Jeff pulls the trigger on the gun & the bullet propels itself into Annabelle's head. Blood splatters forward onto Buck.
"NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Buck yells; watching Annabelle collapse in front of him.
Buck rockets himself up & charges Jeff. Jeff is slammed into the back wall of the shop. He is thrusted onto the floor, punched several times. Buck pulls out a shard of class from a vase that broke. He rolls over onto Jeff & stabs him in the left eye. Jeff screams & cries in pain, his arm pushing his face away. The rest of the group struggles to get Buck off Jeff. Buck knock Jon to the floor, punching him square in the face. Megan jump s on his back, embedding a shard of vase several times in his back. He thrusts her off him, she tumbles to the floor. Jesse catches Buck off guard & punches him the stomach several times. Buck uppercuts Jesse & he falls backward. Raychelle grabs for her Katana & stumbles up. Buck rushes out of the shop & into the walker infested town.
"Goddammit!" He yells over the full blast of the truck's radio. "Block them!" Buck commands to the group who rushed out & barricaded the front door & windows of the shop.
Raychelle slammed against the barricade, grunting heavily.
"Where's Stephen?!" Buck shouts over the music.
Buck turns to the truck again & spots Stephen in the truck. Buck rushes to the truck & rips open the door.
"YOU!" He yells, pulling Stephen from the truck & slamming him to the street.
Stephen struggles to crawl away as Buck lifts him up. Buck punches Stephen several times, knocking his glasses to the ground. Buck throws Stephen to the ground. As Stephen struggles to breath, he reaches for his glasses, Stephen had horrible vision. Buck slams his foot down on the glasses, breaking them & snapping Stephen's right hand. He hears both crunch under his boot. Stephen cries out in pain & tries to remove Buck's foot from his hand. Buck kicks Stephen very hard in the stomach, Stephen cries in pain. Crouching beside Stephen, his foot still on his hand, Buck growls at Stephen.
"You thought you could betray me! ME! MOTHERF*CKING BUCK!" Buck yells at Stephen.
The music plays full blast in the background. Buck punches Stephen, blackening his eyes & breaking his nose.
"You blinded me Stephen, you really f*cked me this time buddy! Now since you blinded me, I'll blind you!" Buck yells as he removes his knife from it's holder.
He cuts both eyeballs from Stephen's eye sockets & he screams in sheer pain, his left hand swatting in the air. Blood pours over Stephen's face.
"After all I've done for you Stephen, I kept you alive for so long! & you turn your back to help those pieces of sh*t!"
Stephen's crying now.
"You protected my daughters! You should have died long ago! Look what you've done. You took both of my daughters from me, ME!" Buck yells, punching Stephen.
Stephen can only see black, but he can hear & feel Buck's presence. There's a momentary pause.
"You're going to die now Stephen. You're skin & flesh will be torn from you're bones, eaten by a thousand walkers. You'll still be alive as you're consumed slowly. All that you were will be forgotten. Think back to when you were a mere child. All those memories mean nothing. & when you die, you'll turn." Buck finally says, standing up, turning off the music & walking away.
Buck hurriedly rushes to his group.
"Buck, they exited out the backdoor, they're going to try to get us." Randall says to him. "Great." Buck responds. "We should just stand down, there's no need to have more violence." Jennifer says nervously. "Oh yes there is. They will die." Buck responds.
Buck tries to ignore that his left hand is missing. Stephen squirms & feels around. He can feel the design of the trucks tires. He grunts & thinks back on Buck's words. Stephen stretches his left hand out & grabs something, it felt like a shoe. Suddenly a swarm of hands & teeth close around Stephen's body. Stephen cries in pain as the walkers rip flesh from him. Buck turns his head slightly. Trevor raises his gun & almost pulls the trigger before he is stopped by Buck who shakes his head.
The group speeds through the alleyways of Bardstown, coming across large amounts of walkers.
"Holy Sh*t!!" Sam screams as he sees the events unfold. One's throat is slit, another is blind and being eaten by walkers, and another is batsh*t crazy. He runs out into the middle of the action.
Sam just watches as the man is screaming in agony. He is scared, he doesn't want to reveal himself though, he may be mental, but he knows 40 armed personnel can easily take you out.
Sam sits and waits until the right moment to pull the trigger.
The Fight... The groups speeds on through the walker infested streets of Bardstown. There where several instances where one member of the group had to put down a few walkers to make passage. Jon hops over a fence, he uses his machete to bash in the head of two walkers in the alleyway. Jesse, Jeff, Megan, Helen, Aaron, & Raychelle follow along, sticking close together. They make it into the main open passage where the caravan is parked. Buck spots them & opens fire on the group. Crouching close some military sandbags, the group prepares to take on the full force of The Raiders.
"There over there, come on, let's get 'em." Buck yells; motioning the group to move out.
A large amount of men run off towards the group, but a small amount stand still.
"Go!" Buck orders them.
"No." One responds.
Buck stares the man in the eyes, he is weak, he must be crushed.
"No?" Buck asks with a laugh.
"We don't need to murder anymore people." He responds.
Buck nods.
"So you don't want them dead." He asks.
"Y-yes."
Buck nods again. Without thought, Buck plants a bullet in the kids head.
"What the f*ck!" Jennifer yells.
Buck opens fire on the small group, killing several of them. They disperse, some end up in the hands of walkers, others are shot down by Buck. Jennifer runs, with no thought. Buck fires a bullet into Jennifer's leg, she collapses, screaming in pain several seconds later. A small group of walkers feed on her as she tries to get back up. Buck laughs as he watches the group struggle to escape. Returning his attention to the other group, he speeds off to where the bulk of the fighting was.
Aaron spots Buck mere a couple of yards away. He is hiding behind a large mound of rubble.
"Draw them out." Buck commands to Hank who was carrying a flamethrower.
Hank nods & comes out from cover. He squeezes the trigger & flames cascade onto the sandbags. The group moves in unison, sprinting away from the bullets that were now being fired. Aaron aims down his sights at the flamethrowers pack. He fires a single bullets. It hits the pack & a large burst of fire erupts around Buck's group; engulfing a large portion of the group. Several of the members who were caught in the flames were on fire; screaming & running in opposite directions. The group hides behind a large tank, several walkers were attracted to them & the were attempting to hold them off.
Aaron looks around the general vicinity for the entire group. Everyone appeared to be accounted for, except Jeff. Aaron panics & looks around for Jeff.
"Jeff?!" Aaron shouts out.
"Where's Jeff? Has anyone seen Jeff?" Aaron asks the group.
Everyone shakes their head, Aaron looks to the military truck, he notices Jeff skirting along the sides, taking out the general walkers. He heads to Buck who is handling several walkers.
"F*ck, Jeff is going for Buck!" Aaron announces to the group.
Jeff slowly inches close to Buck, his gun is at the ready. Buck kills another walker, the last around him. Jeff notices the burns on Buck's clothing & the loss of eyebrows, hair, & facial hair. His skin is bubbled & blood pours all over his shirt. Jeff raises the gun to Buck, who turns at the right moment to him. Buck raises his gun to Jeff's head & pulls the trigger on his gun.
There's a click & Buck pulls the trigger several more times. Jeff laughs at Buck as he frantically looks into the chamber of "Chuck". He slowly backs away as Jeff inches closer.
"This is for Adam." Jeff says; shooting two bullets into each of Buck's kneecaps.
Buck collapses to the ground & sobs. He looks into the eyes of Jeff & pleads. Jeff lowers himself; removing the eyepatch covering Buck's eye. He notices the large gash that connects with the rest of his scaring. Jeff smiles down at Buck & stands back up.
"Kill me! KILL ME!" Buck begs.
Jeff aims his gun down at Buck's forehead. He looks up to a large amount of walkers approaching.
"No." Jeff says simply; holstering his gun.
"KILL ME YOU F*CKING *****! COME BACK, FINISH THIS!" Buck yells to him. Jeff walks off, back to the watching group.
Buck crawls for Jeff, the walkers close in around him. They tear the flesh from his body; ripping open his neck. Buck screams & cries in pain. His stomach is ripped open & he watches as several walkers feed on his intestines.
Jeff pulls the piece of glass from his eye socket, blood slowly pours down his face, he wipes it away & places the eyepatch over his wounded eye. The group rushes over to Jeff, alot of them are cheering for him, hugging him. A sly smile stretches across his face.
"From here on out; Buck is no longer a problem." Jeff announces.
After the Fight... The group holds off the approaching walkers. They slowly advanced towards Buck's old military truck. The plan was for Mason to drive the pickup, Aaron to drive the amoured van, & Jon to drive the military truck. They need as much space as they could get. Jon clears the path to the truck; coming across a large amount of walkers feeding on some guy, it looked like Stephen to him. Jon & Megan get in the front of the truck & start it up. Mason hurries into the pickup & Aaron gets in the armoured van. Helen, Jesse, Jeff, & Raychelle get in the back of the military truck. They slowly progress down the road, off to an unknown destination.
Name- Samuel Matthews
Age- 23
Ethnicity- Caucasian
Physical Appearance- Samuel is exactly 6'3", has mostly short hair, with shaggy black hair jutting out at about two inches in length. His cheekbones are very pronounced, but not overwhelmingly so. His eyes are a slight bluish-gray color with a very blue outer rim. Slightly muscular, but slightly slim for his height. Has a scraggly goatee and shaggy eyebrows. His face is littered with various battle scars and one eye is glazed over from injury. Almost looks like a more modern version of a mountain man.
Clothing- Military grade body armor with an orange T-shirt and jeans underneath. His body armor is a tactical vest with several compartments for ammo, but this can slow him down in desperate situations. Wears a necklace that slightly resembles a Tiger fang. His shoes are heavy-duty steel-toed boots.
Personality- Usually quiet but can be angered easily with the right insults. He is not shy, but he is very antisocial, and tries to keep to himself whenever he can. When he is confronted and must talk, he says little and usually reveals nothing. Other than his solid exterior, he actually is quite nice and gentle. Before the apocalypse he did not have these problems, but he developed a sort of mental block afterwards.
Biography- Samuel was born in South Bend, Indiana, but moved to Lexington, Kentucky after his stint in the military expired. At the age of 13, Sam's father died of acute congestion of the brain after a concussion and a severe case of amnesia. Him and his mother were taking care of his two brothers at the time, until his mother fell deathly ill when he was 15 years old. On her death bed, she told him he had to get his brothers to his grandparents so Sam could finish school and live life as is should be lived. At the age of 18, Sam dropped out of high school to enter the military. He quickly became skilled at long range and pretty skilled with most other weaponry. Sam never saw any action, but didn't really want to, as his stint was only a month away from ending. After he left to Lexington, he said that he would always be able to serve his country in a time of need. Once the outbreak started, Sam was immediately called to arms to try to help stop the epidemic, but it was too late, an outbreak had already happened and he had taken refuge with a small militia at Fort Knox, Kentucky, where most of the Kentucky national guard and citizens were hiding. He witnessed his own brothers as walkers one day and was forced to kill them. After that he was sort of mentally damaged, and he barely socialized with anyone. He left the fort one day without notice once he heard of a group of survivors not a far distance from there. He now is a nomad, scavenging what he can from the desolate wasteland that he once called home.
City/Location- Fort Knox area, nomad, always moving.
Inventory(11 Items or less- Military grade backpack, standard M16A4 assault rifle(2 clips of ammo), Tactical military combat knife, Military Canteen(3/4 full), First Aid Kit(full kit), Utility belt, Tactical chest protection, Protective helmet(can stop bullets hitting at an angle, not a direct shot), Old beat-up revolver(Father's, 12 bullets), an MRE(Meal Ready to Eat).
Other- Kills almost every walker he can, wants revenge for his brothers' deaths.
Furries are cool.
Making a new character for Season 4; things are going to get more interesting...
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Payne stands at 6'0 ft tall, has a muscular farmers build, but is slim. His eyes are a shade of green. He is calus, hardened from work on the farm. He has a "Porn Star" mustache.
Clothing-Wears a leather jacket, black aviator sunglasses, classic denim jeans, brown biker boots, v-neck shirt, belt with a flashy belt buckle, a cowboy hat, & a simple weapon holder
Personality(Characteristics)-A cold & secluded man, Payne is a closed off man, since the untimely death of his only son before the outbreak. Without a single person to love, Payne has closed himself off to the possibilities of having a group. He does retain a rather humorous sarcasm, which he uses at random intervals.
Biography-Born & raised on a farm, Payne had low expectations of becoming more than a simple farmer. He retained very little friends due to his seclusion, but he was never lonely. His father taught him the basics, hunting, crafting items, & basic farm work. His mother taught him simple manner/social skills but also taught him how to ride a horse & trade. When he was twenty-seven, he was given a child, which he lovingly raised. His wife left him after their only son died from a car accident.
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Sawed-Off Shotgun, Machete, Colt Python Revolver with several bullets, Cooked meat from farm animals, Lasso, Picture of Son.
Other-Walker
"We're approaching Bardstown, Kentucky, sir." The driver announces to Buck.
"Alright, we'll stay a week there, I'm planning on having "fun" with the other group." Buck says laughing.
The driver laughs as well. A few hours pass & the caravan has made it to Bardstown. It's relatively deserted, only a few walkers roam the street, but nothing to strenuous, there may be more walkers deeper in town. The caravan parks in the middle of the road, Buck loads a clip of ammo into his handgun & steps out. He signals for the group to exit out of the military truck.
"Looks like it's time." Raychelle announces to the group.
"All we need to do is signal Stephen to us, he'll get our weapons back."
Before Raychelle can finish the plan; Buck opens the door to the armored van.
"You, come with me." Buck say's pointing to Raychelle.
Jeff glares at Buck.
"Don't think about it, I'll kill you right here, right now if you try anything." Buck warns Jeff.
Raychelle follows Buck out of the van. Buck's gun is raised to the back of her head, she steps forward a little.
"Come with me, we're going to have some fun." Buck says with a smile.
Raychelle thinks of the sick things Buck will do to her.
"Over there." Buck says; motioning to a small motel.
Aaron,
Watching Raychelle exit the van, Aaron looks to Jeff, he was curled up in the corner. He was emotionally distressed & Megan dared not look at him, she was attempting to put of the fact that she involuntarily murdered Adam. Aaron adjusted his black tie; the door opens again, it's Stephen.
"Buck want's me to check you're vitals." Stephen says, crouching by Jon.
"I feel fine." Jon says aggressively.
Megan looks up to Stephen, he's somewhat startled when Jon jerks his arm away.
"Look...I didn't kill Adam, I didn't shoot you." Stephen says shakily.
"So why didn't you stop him?" Jon asks.
"I...I did, I tried, but Buck's...he's not the friendliest guy." Stephen responds; nervously.
"That's putting it mildly." Jon says.
"Please, forgive me, I swear, I tried." Stephen responds.
"If you want us to forgive you...help us kill Buck, if you truly are sorry for my sons death, you'd help us." Jeff says, looking up.
The group looks to Jeff, he hadn't said a word for days, it seemed odd. Stephen's looks to Jeff, Stephen's eye's become misty.
"He was just a kid Stephen, fourteen years old, hadn't gotten all the luxuries of life & Buck just murdered him, extinguished that flame." Jeff says to Stephen, who quickly wipes his eyes.
"He deserves to die." Jeff finally says.
Stephen pauses, looking over the ragtag group. He slowly nods.
"Wh...What do you want me to do?" Stephen asks.
"Get our weapons back, distract Buck, lure his daughters into a building & chain them up." Aaron responds.
Stephen's eye's widen.
"Why do you want his daughters?" Stephen asks.
"We're going to kill them, in front of him."
With word of another major group near Bardstown, Sam sets off in that general direction on foot. Sticking to the shadows, Sam can't properly get out to scavenge as much. To his luck, he comes across a camping ground and finds some crackers and a bottle of water.
"Not much, but anything is another day." Sam said with a scoff.
Wandering in the general direction of Bardstown, Sam doesn't see much walker action, those that he did he killed off with his tactical knife. He now is ever closer to this infamous group.
Furries are cool.
Wyoming,
Two Weeks Since the Outbreak...
"Katherine...oh god Katherine, I'm so...so sorry...I tried...I..I really did." Robert cries; holding Katherine in her arms. She was bitten on the shoulder by a walker.
"Robert...I...I know y...you tried you're b...best." Katherine stutters slowly as blood drains from her shoulder.
Stephanie & Annabelle are at her side, sobbing & holding their mother's arm.
"Mommy...please don't die, please." Stephanie begs while crying.
"I'm sorry Steph, Annie, I...I really am." Katherine apologizes to them, tears streaming down her face.
The family holds Katherine & cradle her.
"Rob...you've got to-
"No...no Katherine, I...I..I can't." Robert responds crying.
"Please Robert, don't let me become one of them." She begs.
Robert stares into her teary eyes, then slowly nods.
"I...Okay Katherine." Buck says; crying.
"No! Daddy don't!" Annabelle begs.
"Annie, Steph, be strong for Mommy, I love you two." Katherine says.
"I'm sorry Annie. Stephen, get them away from here." Robert says.
"Yes Robert." Stephen says nodding.
Stephen takes the kids away from Robert & Katherine, he closes the door behind him. Robert stares into his wife's eyes.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Buck says with a teary smile.
Katherine nods & laughs; teary eyed.
"Yes." She smiles.
"Remember what I said?" Robert responds.
"I must say, you really are lovely." Katherine responds with a smile.
Buck wipes tears from his eyes & nods while smiling.
"I love you Katherine." Robert smiles.
"I love you too Robert." Katherine responds.
Robert kisses her then places the Python Revolver to her head.
"Till death do we part." Robert says.
The trigger is pulled, the bullet expelled from the chamber, it enters her head. Her head jerks back a little. Robert eases her body to the floor. He is in tears, hugging her body. Brushing her hair back with his hand & kissing her forehead. Robert cries loudly, he can hear his daughters crying from the distance.
Three Weeks since the Outbreak...
The truck courses through the undead city, survivors line the streets, they held off the walkers enough for them to stay alive.
"Pull over." Buck commands Stephen.
Stephen obey's his command & parks the car in the middle of the street. Buck gets out of the truck, his hand clenching his revolver which he had named "Chuck". Robert steps through the crowd of survivors who gaze at this large man with an eye patch. Buck looks over the survivors.
"Who all can shoot a gun?" Buck asks the survivors.
Ten men raised their hands.
"Who can hunt?"
Three men & one woman raise their hands. Buck nods.
"You are going to join me, you are going to survive with me." Buck announces to the group.
"& just who are you?" One man asks.
"My name... my name is Buck." Buck says to the group slowly.
Robert named himself Buck after his daughters reanimated, a week since his wife's death. When the were bitten, Buck cried, as with his wife, & was close to putting them out of their misery, but couldn't. He had them locked up in the back of a UPS truck. That day, Buck darkened. He reinvented himself to be more abrasive, cold, ruthless. Thus came forth the name "Buck" which he used as a simple intimidation technique.
"We are "The Raiders"." Buck finally says smiling.
"Undress. Now" Buck says to Raychelle, smiling with his gun raised slightly.
Raychelle stands still, staring at Buck.
"Now." Buck commands.
Raychelle hesitantly follows his commands. Once she stands before him, naked, Buck smiles.
"Turn around." Buck commands; smiling.
Tears form at Raychelle's eyes. She attempts to cover herself, but it's not enough.
Aaron,
Stephen returns with a large box, he sets it down in the corner of the van.
"Inside the crate; you're weapons are in the crate. It'll pass off as medical supplies to the others, just don't open it near any of the group members. Be careful." Stephen says quickly before closing the door behind him.
Aaron looks to Mason who nods. Raychelle returns to the van thirty minutes later. He expression is shocked, disturbed.
"Ray, what's wrong?" Mason asks.
"He...he r...raped me." She says, her eyes are wide open.
"What?!" Mason says standing up.
"That sick f*ck." Megan chimes in.
Jon looks up to her & shakes his head, disgusted by the news.
"We'll kill Buck tommorow Raychelle, I promise." Aaron says.
Raychelle sits down.
"How? We don't have our weapons, we're not-
"Actually, Stephen brought them to us." Aaron interrupts.
"Where are they?" Raychelle asks, turning to Aaron.
"Hidden in that medical crate over there." Aaron responds.
Raychelle goes over to the crate & opens it, inside is her Katana, Jon's handgun & shotgun, Aaron's pistols & sawed off shotguns, Jesse's & Helen's gear, & several other supplies.
"We strike now, we kill him, no more problems." Raychelle announces to the group.
"We should really plan this out." Jon responds.
"No, no more deaths, no more abuse. This stops now." Raychelle responds.
"Get Stephen."
After following this group he finally found at a distance for a small while, he finally caught up with them. He had to see what they were doing, and he needed more people at his side to keep him alive.
As Sam slowly steps out of his car he had been slowly following them in, he creeps through the woods, and he comes across the small group sitting by a van. He sees them opening a medical crate filled with some weapons that would be helpful.
"Do they have what I need?" Sam whispered to himself, creeping closer to the van, somehow unnoticed. He at first thought of killing the group and stealing the supplies, but he though better of it and decided to figure out what they were doing at the time. He tightens his grip on his M16 and listens to the conversation at hand. He picks up what he didn't expect. He had heard that one of the girls had been raped.
"Even today there are some sick sons of b*tches." He says out loud, and immediately covers his mouth in an attempt to stop his words, but it was too late, the group had heard him, he revealed himself with his hands in the air, throwing himself at the mercy of the group, but with his military experience, he could quickly retaliate in a time of desperation.
Furries are cool.
Jon,
I sit; looking onto Aaron who speaks through the hand held radio.
"Stephen, do you read me?" Aaron asks through the radio.
There's a momentary pause before a man sounds over it.
"Be careful next time, Tyler picked it up & nearly answered." Stephen responds in a hushed tone.
"What do you need?" Stephen asks.
"It's time to strike." Aaron responds.
There's a brief moment of silence. Stephen can be heard taking a deep breath.
"Okay...Alright, what do you need help with." Stephen asks.
"We need you to get Buck's daughters to a secluded area & get Buck's attention when we motion for you." Aaron responds.
There's another pause.
"Okay, I'll get them on the rooftop, anything else you need?" Stephen asks.
"We're planning on decimating his forces, any ideas on how to do it without wasting ammo?"
"Well...I could attract some walkers." Stephen responds slowly.
"Sounds good, oh, before you do any of that, unlock the van door." Aaron says.
Stephen laughs a little.
"Yeah, I'll unlock it, just be...be careful, Buck's ruthless."
"Noted."
Rural Oklahoma,
The cornfields raise high into the air, stretching their stalks high over the valley of the dead. Walkers roamed freely in the cornfields, contaminating the crops. Payne stares off into the cornfield, he was hard at work & was now noticing the walkers. It was several months since the outbreak now, not alot of info was intercepted by Payne, but he really didn't care. As long as he was concerned; there was still work to be done. The shovel is embedded into the soil, throwing dirt behind Payne as he dug the hole. The hole was really a rectangular ditch, but it would be big enough. When Payne finished digging the hole, he leaves the shovel in the ditch & walks to the edge of the cornfield. He looks in the distance to where the walkers roamed. They were a plague, a blight on the land. Payne removes the revolver from it's holster. It was a Colt Python, loaded with bullets. It was handed down to him by his dad at age fourteen. Payne leaps over the wooden fence that acts as a boundary to the cornfields. He steps into the crops, advancing slowly towards the walkers in the distance.
Guns are loaded, the Group stands, prepared. Their guns in their hands. Raychelle practice swings her katana. Jon checks his pump shotgun for the ammo. Megan steady's her bow & arrows. Mason's straps a bayonetta to the end of his Crossbow. Jeff looks to the picture of Adam & puts it in his uniform's pocket. Jesse sharpen's his Machete & prepares his bow & arrow. Helen loads a bullet into her rifle.
"The time is now, we finish this fight, Buck will no longer harm another person. Today, we fight for those lost by Buck's hands. Today we avenge Adam. Toady we take back our rights. We are a group that has endured so much in such a small amount of time. Today we take the fight to them." Aaron announces to the group.
The group nods, they are ready for the fight.
Stephen approaches the van, chain cutters are wielded in his left hand. He quickly looks around the general vicinity of the van before breaking the chains that bound the doors shut. He quickly knocks on the door before running off, next was getting the daughters. Stephen quickly advances to the white UPS truck, the cutters still in his hand. He snaps the chains off the truck, opens the two doors. Sunlight shines into the truck, showing the two walkers. They look onto Stephen & slowly shuffle towards him. Stephen grabs his duct taped jacket & puts it on as the walkers attempt to grab for him. He undo's the chains that bound the walkers to the wall of the UPS truck. Carefully leading the walkers to a secluded building, Stephen looks out for the Buck's group members, they all appear to be playing a game of cards; Buck among them. Stephen enters the small shop & quickly wraps the chains binding the walkers to a table's stand. He looks onto them, they used to be so beautiful before they died. Stephanie & Annabelle we're completely harmless, didn't deserve the fate they got. Stephen can still remember how heart broken Buck was. He was deeply depressed & turned to physical abuse, beating the last squad mate for the belief that he caused their infection. This was the first time Buck truly turned into what he was. Before his family died, he was just an average man, now what he is; he is practically not human.
Stephen steps out of the building & looks to Buck, he's still playing cards. His gaze now lands to the armored truck, one member looks out from the side.
Samuel
While still following the armored van, I stayed far behind to keep out of sight. As I followed them in the truck I use, I saw one man enter a small building, partially hidden, and quite secluded. I saw him with two walkers...he led them into the building.
"What in the h*ll is he doing?" Sam asked himself. While waiting out whatever was happening, he ate a little bit of the MRE he had and took a swig from his canteen. He sat there patiently, waiting for something to happen, his curiosity could not let he stop following them. He knew something was up, but he didn't know what.
Furries are cool.
Aaron nods to Stephen, a pistol is held in Aaron's hand, he checks the chamber when Stephen nods back. Turning his head to Buck, Stephen remembers what this man is, what he's done, Jenkins & several others died by his hands. It had to stop. Mustering up what little courage Stephen had; he draws Buck's attention.
"BUCK! BUCK! RAYCHELLE HAS ESCAPED!" Stephen yells waving for him to approach him.
The signal was sent, the group quickly sneaks to the backdoor of the building that held the two walkers. On the way, they killed five walkers silently. Buck leaps up from his lawn chair, knocking it over, & turns to Stephen, his face is contorted in pure anger.
"WHAT?!" He yells.
"HOW?! David why weren't you guarding the van?!" Buck yells at David, who turns from a corner.
Stephen had bribed David to not say a word about the planned attack.
"I-I was Buck." David slightly stutters.
"Bullsh*t! You had to have seen her! You let her go!"
David slowly backs away as Buck quickly advances towards him. David turns to run out of fear, but is grabbed by his jackets collar. Buck removes his combat knife from his holder & slits David throat in one quick motion. David grabs at his throat as blood flows down his neck. Buck throws David to the ground & swiftly kicks him in the stomach multipul times. Stephen watches in disgust & shakes his head, turning away from the violence.
"You're going to turn David, how does it make you feel knowing you're going to become one of them?" Buck says with each kick; loud enough for him to hear.
David chokes on the blood & several Raiders surround both Buck & David. Jennifer gasps in disgust & turns her head from the brutal scene. Randall, Leon, Jason, Kevin, & several other group members laugh & point as David squirms. Several other members turn their heads away. The squirming slowly dies down, Buck looks down at him, he is still angered.
"Shoot him in the head...he doesn't deserve to turn." Jennifer says slowly.
Buck shakes his head.
"No." He says simply.
"What? Buck, we put down people, that's the simple rule we follow." Jennifer says in disagreement.
"Yeah well that ends now, some people deserve to turn. Let it be known from here on out, this is the consequence you pay for if you betray me." Buck responds.
The group looks onto Buck, fearful of what he'll do next. Stephen returns to the task at hand.
"Buck, I think I saw her enter this building over here, let's check it out." Stephen says; turned to the building, looking through the smashed glass windows.
He could see figures in position, guns aimed out the windows, Raychelle stands in the shop, her Katana drawn on the two walkers.
"Let's go." Buck announces to the group; motioning them to the small shop.
Buck unholsters his Colt Python & advances towards the shop. The door is ajar, the glass on it slightly broken. Peering in the shop with his gun raised, Buck squints to make out the figures in the shop. He makes out the figure that is shuffling around, aims for it's head & fires.
The bullet finds it's way into the moving figure head, what looks like blood; splatters over another figure. Moving slowly forward, a little more light shows on the figure that had died. Buck could hear whispering. Looking down, Buck see's the corpse of his daughter Stephanie. Buck is at first shocked, confused, trying to piece things together.
"Ste-Stephanie?" Buck says lowering his gun.
Tears begin to form in his eyes as he looks down at the corpse of his daughter.
"No, no, no, NO!" Buck yells stepping forward.
The sound of a click sets an eerie backdrop. Buck's head lifts up to the group of figures that are somewhat shown by what little light there was, through the light, Raychelle stands smiling at him.
"Hello Buck." She says with a grin.
Anger soars up Buck as he raises his gun quickly. The other Raiders enter the shop; their guns raised.
"Lower you're guns or Annabelle dies." Raychelle warns Buck & the Raiders.
Buck lowers his gun & motions for the rest of his men to lower theirs. They obey the command. In the commotion, Stephen slips out of the shop, unnoticed. He speeds down the street, stopping by the truck to turn on the speakers. He puts them on full blast, playing 70's songs. Buck's men turn to the sudden blast of music.
"No, stay put or she dies." Raychelle warns Buck & the Raiders, some of which were about to look for where the music was coming from.
"Please, don't hurt my sweetheart. Please, I'm begging you Ray."
"Why shouldn't I Robert, why in the hell should I not take someone you love from you? I certainly think you don't deserve compassion." Raychelle responds coolly.
Tears form at Buck's eyes. He begs more.
"You want her alive? You wanna know what you're going to do to let her stay alive."
"Please! I'll do anything!" Buck pleads.
"Give us you're hand." Raychelle says darkly.
"My-my hand?" Buck asks confused.
"Yes. You're hand, give it, & we'll let her go." Raychelle responds.
There's a moment of silence, Buck considers his options.
"Well?" Raychelle asks.
Buck nods. He raises his left hand out for Raychelle. Jon pushes forward a small wooden table. Buck sets his hand on the table. He takes a deep breath before Raychelle swings her Katana down on his hand. Buck cries out in pain & flinches his arm back slightly, Aaron holds him down. Buck squirms as his hand is half cut through. The bone shows through the torn & bloodied flesh. It was a clean cut. Raychelle swings down again & the hand is removed. Buck cries louder than ever before & pulls his arm back from Aaron's grip. He grips his bleeding stump. His gaze is still on the table where his severed hand lay. Blood trickled down his right hand, all over his shirt as well. Tim, a former doctor, quickly rushes to him. He fixes Buck's hand quickly. Buck's on his knees from pain, trying hard not to fall unconscious. His face is snow white pale, he's shivering all over & is crying in severe pain. It takes Tim half an hour to medicate & bandage his hand. The Raiders watched in awe as Buck was barely grasping onto life from the blood loss & removal of his hand. Alot of the group thought he'd go into shock, but somehow he pulled through. A bloody bandage was wrapped around his stump. Gathering the strength to stand up, Buck looks up to Raychelle, his breathing is heavy. It's hard to gather words.
"Th...th...there, now p...please let her g..go." Buck stutters.
"To bad." Jeff intervenes as he raises his gun to Annabelle's head.
"JEFF NO!" Raychelle yells the second he raises it.
Jeff pulls the trigger on the gun & the bullet propels itself into Annabelle's head. Blood splatters forward onto Buck.
"NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Buck yells; watching Annabelle collapse in front of him.
Buck rockets himself up & charges Jeff. Jeff is slammed into the back wall of the shop. He is thrusted onto the floor, punched several times. Buck pulls out a shard of class from a vase that broke. He rolls over onto Jeff & stabs him in the left eye. Jeff screams & cries in pain, his arm pushing his face away. The rest of the group struggles to get Buck off Jeff. Buck knock Jon to the floor, punching him square in the face. Megan jump s on his back, embedding a shard of vase several times in his back. He thrusts her off him, she tumbles to the floor. Jesse catches Buck off guard & punches him the stomach several times. Buck uppercuts Jesse & he falls backward. Raychelle grabs for her Katana & stumbles up. Buck rushes out of the shop & into the walker infested town.
"Goddammit!" He yells over the full blast of the truck's radio.
"Block them!" Buck commands to the group who rushed out & barricaded the front door & windows of the shop.
Raychelle slammed against the barricade, grunting heavily.
"Where's Stephen?!" Buck shouts over the music.
Buck turns to the truck again & spots Stephen in the truck. Buck rushes to the truck & rips open the door.
"YOU!" He yells, pulling Stephen from the truck & slamming him to the street.
Stephen struggles to crawl away as Buck lifts him up. Buck punches Stephen several times, knocking his glasses to the ground. Buck throws Stephen to the ground. As Stephen struggles to breath, he reaches for his glasses, Stephen had horrible vision. Buck slams his foot down on the glasses, breaking them & snapping Stephen's right hand. He hears both crunch under his boot. Stephen cries out in pain & tries to remove Buck's foot from his hand. Buck kicks Stephen very hard in the stomach, Stephen cries in pain. Crouching beside Stephen, his foot still on his hand, Buck growls at Stephen.
"You thought you could betray me! ME! MOTHERF*CKING BUCK!" Buck yells at Stephen.
The music plays full blast in the background. Buck punches Stephen, blackening his eyes & breaking his nose.
"You blinded me Stephen, you really f*cked me this time buddy! Now since you blinded me, I'll blind you!" Buck yells as he removes his knife from it's holder.
He cuts both eyeballs from Stephen's eye sockets & he screams in sheer pain, his left hand swatting in the air. Blood pours over Stephen's face.
"After all I've done for you Stephen, I kept you alive for so long! & you turn your back to help those pieces of sh*t!"
Stephen's crying now.
"You protected my daughters! You should have died long ago! Look what you've done. You took both of my daughters from me, ME!" Buck yells, punching Stephen.
Stephen can only see black, but he can hear & feel Buck's presence. There's a momentary pause.
"You're going to die now Stephen. You're skin & flesh will be torn from you're bones, eaten by a thousand walkers. You'll still be alive as you're consumed slowly. All that you were will be forgotten. Think back to when you were a mere child. All those memories mean nothing. & when you die, you'll turn." Buck finally says, standing up, turning off the music & walking away.
Buck hurriedly rushes to his group.
"Buck, they exited out the backdoor, they're going to try to get us." Randall says to him.
"Great." Buck responds.
"We should just stand down, there's no need to have more violence." Jennifer says nervously.
"Oh yes there is. They will die." Buck responds.
Buck tries to ignore that his left hand is missing. Stephen squirms & feels around. He can feel the design of the trucks tires. He grunts & thinks back on Buck's words. Stephen stretches his left hand out & grabs something, it felt like a shoe. Suddenly a swarm of hands & teeth close around Stephen's body. Stephen cries in pain as the walkers rip flesh from him. Buck turns his head slightly. Trevor raises his gun & almost pulls the trigger before he is stopped by Buck who shakes his head.
The group speeds through the alleyways of Bardstown, coming across large amounts of walkers.
"Now we kill him!" Raychelle says to the group.
"Holy Sh*t!!" Sam screams as he sees the events unfold. One's throat is slit, another is blind and being eaten by walkers, and another is batsh*t crazy. He runs out into the middle of the action.
Sam just watches as the man is screaming in agony. He is scared, he doesn't want to reveal himself though, he may be mental, but he knows 40 armed personnel can easily take you out.
Sam sits and waits until the right moment to pull the trigger.
Furries are cool.
The groups speeds on through the walker infested streets of Bardstown. There where several instances where one member of the group had to put down a few walkers to make passage. Jon hops over a fence, he uses his machete to bash in the head of two walkers in the alleyway. Jesse, Jeff, Megan, Helen, Aaron, & Raychelle follow along, sticking close together. They make it into the main open passage where the caravan is parked. Buck spots them & opens fire on the group. Crouching close some military sandbags, the group prepares to take on the full force of The Raiders.
"There over there, come on, let's get 'em." Buck yells; motioning the group to move out.
A large amount of men run off towards the group, but a small amount stand still.
"Go!" Buck orders them.
"No." One responds.
Buck stares the man in the eyes, he is weak, he must be crushed.
"No?" Buck asks with a laugh.
"We don't need to murder anymore people." He responds.
Buck nods.
"So you don't want them dead." He asks.
"Y-yes."
Buck nods again. Without thought, Buck plants a bullet in the kids head.
"What the f*ck!" Jennifer yells.
Buck opens fire on the small group, killing several of them. They disperse, some end up in the hands of walkers, others are shot down by Buck. Jennifer runs, with no thought. Buck fires a bullet into Jennifer's leg, she collapses, screaming in pain several seconds later. A small group of walkers feed on her as she tries to get back up. Buck laughs as he watches the group struggle to escape. Returning his attention to the other group, he speeds off to where the bulk of the fighting was.
Aaron spots Buck mere a couple of yards away. He is hiding behind a large mound of rubble.
"Draw them out." Buck commands to Hank who was carrying a flamethrower.
Hank nods & comes out from cover. He squeezes the trigger & flames cascade onto the sandbags. The group moves in unison, sprinting away from the bullets that were now being fired. Aaron aims down his sights at the flamethrowers pack. He fires a single bullets. It hits the pack & a large burst of fire erupts around Buck's group; engulfing a large portion of the group. Several of the members who were caught in the flames were on fire; screaming & running in opposite directions. The group hides behind a large tank, several walkers were attracted to them & the were attempting to hold them off.
Aaron looks around the general vicinity for the entire group. Everyone appeared to be accounted for, except Jeff. Aaron panics & looks around for Jeff.
"Jeff?!" Aaron shouts out.
"Where's Jeff? Has anyone seen Jeff?" Aaron asks the group.
Everyone shakes their head, Aaron looks to the military truck, he notices Jeff skirting along the sides, taking out the general walkers. He heads to Buck who is handling several walkers.
"F*ck, Jeff is going for Buck!" Aaron announces to the group.
Jeff slowly inches close to Buck, his gun is at the ready. Buck kills another walker, the last around him. Jeff notices the burns on Buck's clothing & the loss of eyebrows, hair, & facial hair. His skin is bubbled & blood pours all over his shirt. Jeff raises the gun to Buck, who turns at the right moment to him. Buck raises his gun to Jeff's head & pulls the trigger on his gun.
There's a click & Buck pulls the trigger several more times. Jeff laughs at Buck as he frantically looks into the chamber of "Chuck". He slowly backs away as Jeff inches closer.
"This is for Adam." Jeff says; shooting two bullets into each of Buck's kneecaps.
Buck collapses to the ground & sobs. He looks into the eyes of Jeff & pleads. Jeff lowers himself; removing the eyepatch covering Buck's eye. He notices the large gash that connects with the rest of his scaring. Jeff smiles down at Buck & stands back up.
"Kill me! KILL ME!" Buck begs.
Jeff aims his gun down at Buck's forehead. He looks up to a large amount of walkers approaching.
"No." Jeff says simply; holstering his gun.
"KILL ME YOU F*CKING *****! COME BACK, FINISH THIS!" Buck yells to him. Jeff walks off, back to the watching group.
Buck crawls for Jeff, the walkers close in around him. They tear the flesh from his body; ripping open his neck. Buck screams & cries in pain. His stomach is ripped open & he watches as several walkers feed on his intestines.
Jeff pulls the piece of glass from his eye socket, blood slowly pours down his face, he wipes it away & places the eyepatch over his wounded eye. The group rushes over to Jeff, alot of them are cheering for him, hugging him. A sly smile stretches across his face.
"From here on out; Buck is no longer a problem." Jeff announces.
((Redid my last post, sorry bout the screwup))
Furries are cool.
The group holds off the approaching walkers. They slowly advanced towards Buck's old military truck. The plan was for Mason to drive the pickup, Aaron to drive the amoured van, & Jon to drive the military truck. They need as much space as they could get. Jon clears the path to the truck; coming across a large amount of walkers feeding on some guy, it looked like Stephen to him. Jon & Megan get in the front of the truck & start it up. Mason hurries into the pickup & Aaron gets in the armoured van. Helen, Jesse, Jeff, & Raychelle get in the back of the military truck. They slowly progress down the road, off to an unknown destination.