((It's been about two or three weeks since the outbreak, it's entire possible to hotwire a car & siphon the gas from other cars. Afterall that's how Buck's group works though he basically teamed up with the remnants of the U.S. Army after it fell & have so much gasoline because the siphoned it from cars, & change tires by stealing the tires from cars. However, keep in mind, cars do require battery changes & oil changes. So if it doesn't look brand spanking new, It's probably gonna need maintenance.)) Buck, Taking the pepper spray, tazer, & flashlight from his utility belt, Buck stuffs them in Andrew's backpack before motioning for his men to follow him. Advancing down the corridor, it was completely dark, not a single light was lit, so the only thing the group could rely on was the light from their flashlights. Broken glass, blood, bullet holes, & bullets littered the corridor, making the atmosphere somewhat disturbing. Buck's gun is still raised high, prepared to fire as his finger traces around the trigger. The sound of shoes stepping on broken glass makes Buck turn. He stares at Frank & Steve. Looking down, he notices the glass that was broken. -"What's with the glass?" Buck asks. Steve points his flashlight to the ceiling exposing the broken light panes that were supposed to act as ceiling lights. Buck looks to the ceiling & frowns. -"Why'd they shoot out the lights?" Steve asks. -"Your guess is as good as mine." Buck responds. Advancing to where the light of his flashlight landed, Buck notices a blood smeared door, a small peek window was shattered, exposing a set of stairs. -"Come on." Buck orders, picking up the pace. The group makes it to the stairs, Buck opens it, but it's jammed. Peering through the small window, Buck can see a piece of wood jammed in the handle. Buck puts his hand through the small window & pulls the wood piece out, tossing it to the side. The door opens at a second try, exposing the naturally lit stairwell that led up & down. -"Kevin, Mark, Tom, Jeff, go down those stairs. The rest follow me." Buck says pointing to the down set of stairs. Going up the stairs, Buck notices a small plastered sign on the brick wall labeled Cafeteria. The group quickly pace up the stairs, their lights landing on a set of double doors with oval shaped windows. His flashlight peering through the still intact windows, he can see piles of tables stacked against the double doors.
-"Sh*t." Buck says under his breath.
-"Turn back, let's try the down stairs." Buck says motioning down the stairs.
Several gunshots & screams resignates from below them.
-"RUN!" Tom screams.
The sound of footsteps running up the stairs marks the rest of the groups return. What sounds like someone being eaten signifies someone's death. Tom, Mark, & Jeff return, breathing heavily.
-"They're-they-they got Kevin!" Mark says between deep breaths.
The infected paid little mind to the group on the upper floors.
-"What'd you find down there?" Buck asks through a whisper.
-"A barricaded door that blocked off the boiler room, we got through but there was a sh*t ton of them down there." Mark responds.
-"What's through here?" Tom asks.
The group hushes Tom & Buck responds.
-"It's the cafeteria, but we're barricaded out." Buck responds.
Tom peers through the oval windows.
-"F*ck!" Tom whispers loudly, pacing around the room with his hands behind his head.
-"We're trapped up here, we can't go back down there, there's too many." Jeff says.
Kevin's screams can still be heard. Jeff frowns.
-"What the f*ck are we gonna do?" Tim asks.
-"I'm not sure, but maybe we can get into the cafeteria somehow." Buck responds.
-"How, there's no other way?" Bill says.
Buck points to a large vent on the right wall.
-"That vent should lead into the cafeteria, if not, someone will have to find their way to the cafeteria."
The group looks to the vent, shining their flashlights to it.
-"I'm to big to get in there, we need someone relatively small." Buck says, returning his attention to the group.
-"Kevin was the smallest." Tom says.
-"Not anymore." Dave responds.
-"What about you Henry, you're what, 170 pounds?" Mark asks.
-"171 pounds." Henry responds.
-"What the f*ck ever, you're the lightest, so you're goin." Mark says.
-"F*ck no, I ain't goin up there." Henry says.
-"It's not an option." Buck says.
Henry looks to Buck who's emotionless expression stares back. Henry looks around the group.
-"Come on guys." Henry says in protest.
-"You either do it, or we use you as a distraction." Buck says.
Henry's worried expression returns to Buck who remains emotionless.
-"You wouldn't." Henry says.
-"Don't try me." Buck responds.
-"F-fine." Henry responds.
The group plies the vent off & gently sets it down on the concrete floor. Lifting Henry to the vents, Henry maneuvers his way in. The sound of moans & footsteps inch closer.
-"Hurry Henry!" Tom whispers loudly.
The sound of the vents creaking under Henry's weight echo off the walls.
-"Sir, they're getting closer." Jim says, peering down the stairs.
-"F*ck, hurry the hell up Henry!" Buck whispers.
-"I'm trying." Henry responds.
What sounds like metal slamming on concrete marks Henry's entry into the cafeteria. Buck peers in through the window, & Henry stares back, Buck points to the tables barricading the door. A man pops out from the kitchen, a pistol in his hand, raised at Henry who raises his hands. The man appears to be yelling, Henry drops his gun.
The first three infected make it up the stairs.
-"Sh*t!" Tim whispers.
-"They're here." Mark says.
-"We need a distraction...now!" Gavin says.
Peering through the window again, Henry is on his knees, appearing to be begging for his life as the man puts the handgun to his forehead.
-"Goddammit Henry!" Buck yells through an angered whisper, slamming his fist on the glass.
The man with the gun turns his head to the window, the gun still raised to Henry's head.
-"F*ck, there's too many!" Jeff says.
-"We're low on ammo, there's not enough bullets for this." Mark says.
-"We need a distraction, NOW!" Louis says.
The man in the cafeteria appears to be yelling at Henry while pointing to the double doors where Buck stood.
Buck turns to the group who were taking out small amounts of infected with melee weapons.
-"Distraction, anyone got any ideas?" Louis asks, standing back from the group.
-"Yeah, I've got one in mind." Buck says approaching Louis at a fast walk.
((Sure we can forget about Andrew XD))Noxi glared, "My god you idiot!" she yelled, "ELECTRA AND ALAI GET OUT OF THE HOUSE, NOW!" she yelled again as she raced up to the attic, taking out her switchblade and climbing through a little hatchway onto the roof. The thugs had surrounded the house and were telling Alex to let their companion go.
She grinned a bit. "LET THE GUY GO AND RUN ALEX". And with that, she leaped off the roof, hurdling to the ground, managing to land on top of one of the thugs and connecting her knee with his neck, hearing a sadistically satisfying "Snap" of his neck.
The rest crowded around her, she waved her knives around threateningly, "ALEX I SAID MOVE"
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((The girls run out of the house? Didn't you read my post, silly? Noxi got onto the roof and jumped onto one of the bandits, breaking his neck The others would be targeting her, she's closer, she told Alex to drop his bandit and run for his damned life.
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As soon as Noxi had noticed that Alex had began to run out, she as well, began bounding towards the group.
She heard an ominous "Click"... the click of a gun being loaded...
"TAKE COVER ALL OF YOU!" she screeched and ducked behind the house, not quite fast enough, one of the flying bullets grazed her upper forearm, near the elbow, blood began to spill out. She let out a long, long string of curse words. "Hide until they run out of ammo!"
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Noxi gave a nod and began running forward towards Electra and Alai. "W-We have to go, it's not safe here..." She found herself wishing for the secure gates of Alai's old house... goddamnit.
"We can come back here... l-later, but for now we need a temporary home..." pain was flowing through her arm in waves.
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Buck, Grabbing Louis by his arm, Buck pulls him towards the stairs. -"What-what're you doing?" Louis asks. -"Remove your utility belt & backpack." Buck commands. -"W-why?" Louis asks, raising his eyebrows. -"Just do it." Buck orders. -"Buck, we can't take much more of this, we're gonna be cornered." Tom says. -"Hang on." Buck responds. Louis reluctantly removes his items, looking to Buck, his face suddenly tightens up. -"Wait." Louis says. Buck grabs Louis's arm & pulls him to the stairs. -"No! No! Wait! Please! No!" Louis yells, frantically grabbing at Buck's arm & trying to push him away. -"NO!!" Louis yells when Buck thrusts him down the stairs. Falling down the stairs, Louis rolls to the first landing where he quickly gets up before being slammed into a wall by several infected who begin devouring him. His screams are sounded, & he pushes back several infected. Blood streams from his neck & sides of his torso. He punches back several infected before he is tackled to the ground & his stomach is ripped open, exposing his intestines which are fed on by several infected. His head raised, he watches in pain as he's slowly eaten alive, still screaming before an infected rips the flesh from his face, tearing the cartilage from his nose & ripping away his lips, exposing his bare teeth. His screams are still loud & he frantically moves his fingers & tries to lift his arms but to no avail as they are forced down & eaten by the small horde. -"What the f*ck man." Tim says backing away from Buck. -"We needed a distraction, otherwise we would've been cornered." Buck counters. Tim looks down the stairs, frowning, then nods. -"I just wish there was another way." Tim says. -"Well there wasn't, now help me get these doors open." Buck says, paying little attention to Tim. Four of the men slam their body weight on the door, the tables blocking the way move slightly & a crack is exposed. They slam again, this time leaving a large enough crack to go through. Gaining entry, Buck & Tim climb through what little room there was made by the door & over the tables that partially barricaded the doors. Following closely, the rest of Buck's men climb through & two push the tables up against the doors, closing the double doors shut again. An African-American man in an orange jumpsuit frantically yells at the group, still pointing his gun at Henry's head. -"Put your gun down!" Buck yells at the man, one handed aiming at the man's head. His eyes widen at the size of the group, all of which point their guns at him. Turning completely towards the group, the man drops his gun to the tiled flooring of the cafeteria. -"Kick it over to us." Buck commands. The man obeys, kicking the gun to Buck, who picks it up with his left hand. The gun was a MAG98, no bullet rested in the chamber. Buck hands the gun back to Andrew who stuffs it in his bag. Henry who still was still on his knees with his hands raised looks to the group. -"Who are you guys?" The man asks, fear in his voice.
Buck looks to the man, his gun still raised. The mans hands were still raised & he was clearly sweating. the upper portion of his jumpsuit was rolled down to his hips, exposing a grimy white tank top & several arm tattoos. His hair was a curly buzz cut & he had a rather short beard. His eyes darted around the group & his expression embodied pure fear.
-"We're the Raiders." Buck responds to his question.
-"& you are?" Buck asks.
-"I-I'm Tony." He responds.
Buck lowers his gun & motions for his men to lower theirs. The men stare onto Tony, Tony stares back.
-"What the f*ck is all this- A tall Caucasian man stops midway, staring onto the group.
His eyes widen as he runs back into the kitchen.
-"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" The man yells.
-"Wilson, they're friendly!" Tony calls to him.
-"Atleast that's what I hope." Tony says under his breath.
Jon, Jon nods, holding Maya closer to him, keeping her warm as she lets tears drift from her eyes. -"I won't let you go, I promise." Jon says. Jon thought over this, he wasn't about to loose another person.
Buck,
Taking the pepper spray, tazer, & flashlight from his utility belt, Buck stuffs them in Andrew's backpack before motioning for his men to follow him. Advancing down the corridor, it was completely dark, not a single light was lit, so the only thing the group could rely on was the light from their flashlights. Broken glass, blood, bullet holes, & bullets littered the corridor, making the atmosphere somewhat disturbing. Buck's gun is still raised high, prepared to fire as his finger traces around the trigger. The sound of shoes stepping on broken glass makes Buck turn. He stares at Frank & Steve. Looking down, he notices the glass that was broken.
-"What's with the glass?" Buck asks.
Steve points his flashlight to the ceiling exposing the broken light panes that were supposed to act as ceiling lights. Buck looks to the ceiling & frowns.
-"Why'd they shoot out the lights?" Steve asks.
-"Your guess is as good as mine." Buck responds.
Advancing to where the light of his flashlight landed, Buck notices a blood smeared door, a small peek window was shattered, exposing a set of stairs.
-"Come on." Buck orders, picking up the pace.
The group makes it to the stairs, Buck opens it, but it's jammed. Peering through the small window, Buck can see a piece of wood jammed in the handle. Buck puts his hand through the small window & pulls the wood piece out, tossing it to the side. The door opens at a second try, exposing the naturally lit stairwell that led up & down.
-"Kevin, Mark, Tom, Jeff, go down those stairs. The rest follow me." Buck says pointing to the down set of stairs.
Going up the stairs, Buck notices a small plastered sign on the brick wall labeled Cafeteria. The group quickly pace up the stairs, their lights landing on a set of double doors with oval shaped windows. His flashlight peering through the still intact windows, he can see piles of tables stacked against the double doors.
-"Sh*t." Buck says under his breath.
-"Turn back, let's try the down stairs." Buck says motioning down the stairs.
Several gunshots & screams resignates from below them.
-"RUN!" Tom screams.
The sound of footsteps running up the stairs marks the rest of the groups return. What sounds like someone being eaten signifies someone's death. Tom, Mark, & Jeff return, breathing heavily.
-"They're-they-they got Kevin!" Mark says between deep breaths.
The infected paid little mind to the group on the upper floors.
-"What'd you find down there?" Buck asks through a whisper.
-"A barricaded door that blocked off the boiler room, we got through but there was a sh*t ton of them down there." Mark responds.
-"What's through here?" Tom asks.
The group hushes Tom & Buck responds.
-"It's the cafeteria, but we're barricaded out." Buck responds.
Tom peers through the oval windows.
-"F*ck!" Tom whispers loudly, pacing around the room with his hands behind his head.
-"We're trapped up here, we can't go back down there, there's too many." Jeff says.
Kevin's screams can still be heard. Jeff frowns.
-"What the f*ck are we gonna do?" Tim asks.
-"I'm not sure, but maybe we can get into the cafeteria somehow." Buck responds.
-"How, there's no other way?" Bill says.
Buck points to a large vent on the right wall.
-"That vent should lead into the cafeteria, if not, someone will have to find their way to the cafeteria."
The group looks to the vent, shining their flashlights to it.
-"I'm to big to get in there, we need someone relatively small." Buck says, returning his attention to the group.
-"Kevin was the smallest." Tom says.
-"Not anymore." Dave responds.
-"What about you Henry, you're what, 170 pounds?" Mark asks.
-"171 pounds." Henry responds.
-"What the f*ck ever, you're the lightest, so you're goin." Mark says.
-"F*ck no, I ain't goin up there." Henry says.
-"It's not an option." Buck says.
Henry looks to Buck who's emotionless expression stares back. Henry looks around the group.
-"Come on guys." Henry says in protest.
-"You either do it, or we use you as a distraction." Buck says.
Henry's worried expression returns to Buck who remains emotionless.
-"You wouldn't." Henry says.
-"Don't try me." Buck responds.
-"F-fine." Henry responds.
The group plies the vent off & gently sets it down on the concrete floor. Lifting Henry to the vents, Henry maneuvers his way in. The sound of moans & footsteps inch closer.
-"Hurry Henry!" Tom whispers loudly.
The sound of the vents creaking under Henry's weight echo off the walls.
-"Sir, they're getting closer." Jim says, peering down the stairs.
-"F*ck, hurry the hell up Henry!" Buck whispers.
-"I'm trying." Henry responds.
What sounds like metal slamming on concrete marks Henry's entry into the cafeteria. Buck peers in through the window, & Henry stares back, Buck points to the tables barricading the door. A man pops out from the kitchen, a pistol in his hand, raised at Henry who raises his hands. The man appears to be yelling, Henry drops his gun.
The first three infected make it up the stairs.
-"Sh*t!" Tim whispers.
-"They're here." Mark says.
-"We need a distraction...now!" Gavin says.
Peering through the window again, Henry is on his knees, appearing to be begging for his life as the man puts the handgun to his forehead.
-"Goddammit Henry!" Buck yells through an angered whisper, slamming his fist on the glass.
The man with the gun turns his head to the window, the gun still raised to Henry's head.
-"F*ck, there's too many!" Jeff says.
-"We're low on ammo, there's not enough bullets for this." Mark says.
-"We need a distraction, NOW!" Louis says.
The man in the cafeteria appears to be yelling at Henry while pointing to the double doors where Buck stood.
Buck turns to the group who were taking out small amounts of infected with melee weapons.
-"Distraction, anyone got any ideas?" Louis asks, standing back from the group.
-"Yeah, I've got one in mind." Buck says approaching Louis at a fast walk.
Jack pulls out his glock
Jack grabs a hold of his glock with a slightly nervous mind
She grinned a bit. "LET THE GUY GO AND RUN ALEX". And with that, she leaped off the roof, hurdling to the ground, managing to land on top of one of the thugs and connecting her knee with his neck, hearing a sadistically satisfying "Snap" of his neck.
The rest crowded around her, she waved her knives around threateningly, "ALEX I SAID MOVE"
I need to get out of here this guy aint right.. Jack thinks to himself
As soon as Noxi had noticed that Alex had began to run out, she as well, began bounding towards the group.
She heard an ominous "Click"... the click of a gun being loaded...
"TAKE COVER ALL OF YOU!" she screeched and ducked behind the house, not quite fast enough, one of the flying bullets grazed her upper forearm, near the elbow, blood began to spill out. She let out a long, long string of curse words. "Hide until they run out of ammo!"
Jack runs over to amy while shooting at the zombies around the bus..
"Hurry up dude!"
"We can come back here... l-later, but for now we need a temporary home..." pain was flowing through her arm in waves.
Grabbing Louis by his arm, Buck pulls him towards the stairs.
-"What-what're you doing?" Louis asks.
-"Remove your utility belt & backpack." Buck commands.
-"W-why?" Louis asks, raising his eyebrows.
-"Just do it." Buck orders.
-"Buck, we can't take much more of this, we're gonna be cornered." Tom says.
-"Hang on." Buck responds.
Louis reluctantly removes his items, looking to Buck, his face suddenly tightens up.
-"Wait." Louis says.
Buck grabs Louis's arm & pulls him to the stairs.
-"No! No! Wait! Please! No!" Louis yells, frantically grabbing at Buck's arm & trying to push him away.
-"NO!!" Louis yells when Buck thrusts him down the stairs.
Falling down the stairs, Louis rolls to the first landing where he quickly gets up before being slammed into a wall by several infected who begin devouring him. His screams are sounded, & he pushes back several infected. Blood streams from his neck & sides of his torso. He punches back several infected before he is tackled to the ground & his stomach is ripped open, exposing his intestines which are fed on by several infected. His head raised, he watches in pain as he's slowly eaten alive, still screaming before an infected rips the flesh from his face, tearing the cartilage from his nose & ripping away his lips, exposing his bare teeth. His screams are still loud & he frantically moves his fingers & tries to lift his arms but to no avail as they are forced down & eaten by the small horde.
-"What the f*ck man." Tim says backing away from Buck.
-"We needed a distraction, otherwise we would've been cornered." Buck counters.
Tim looks down the stairs, frowning, then nods.
-"I just wish there was another way." Tim says.
-"Well there wasn't, now help me get these doors open." Buck says, paying little attention to Tim.
Four of the men slam their body weight on the door, the tables blocking the way move slightly & a crack is exposed. They slam again, this time leaving a large enough crack to go through. Gaining entry, Buck & Tim climb through what little room there was made by the door & over the tables that partially barricaded the doors. Following closely, the rest of Buck's men climb through & two push the tables up against the doors, closing the double doors shut again. An African-American man in an orange jumpsuit frantically yells at the group, still pointing his gun at Henry's head.
-"Put your gun down!" Buck yells at the man, one handed aiming at the man's head.
His eyes widen at the size of the group, all of which point their guns at him. Turning completely towards the group, the man drops his gun to the tiled flooring of the cafeteria.
-"Kick it over to us." Buck commands.
The man obeys, kicking the gun to Buck, who picks it up with his left hand. The gun was a MAG98, no bullet rested in the chamber. Buck hands the gun back to Andrew who stuffs it in his bag. Henry who still was still on his knees with his hands raised looks to the group.
-"Who are you guys?" The man asks, fear in his voice.
Buck looks to the man, his gun still raised. The mans hands were still raised & he was clearly sweating. the upper portion of his jumpsuit was rolled down to his hips, exposing a grimy white tank top & several arm tattoos. His hair was a curly buzz cut & he had a rather short beard. His eyes darted around the group & his expression embodied pure fear.
-"We're the Raiders." Buck responds to his question.
-"& you are?" Buck asks.
-"I-I'm Tony." He responds.
Buck lowers his gun & motions for his men to lower theirs. The men stare onto Tony, Tony stares back.
-"What the f*ck is all this- A tall Caucasian man stops midway, staring onto the group.
His eyes widen as he runs back into the kitchen.
-"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" The man yells.
-"Wilson, they're friendly!" Tony calls to him.
-"Atleast that's what I hope." Tony says under his breath.
Jack cocks his glock
Jon nods, holding Maya closer to him, keeping her warm as she lets tears drift from her eyes.
-"I won't let you go, I promise." Jon says.
Jon thought over this, he wasn't about to loose another person.