Ellis lay on his side, going through his thoughts. Tears rolled down his face.
It had been a week since he had met those four survivors who came in Jimmy Gibbs' stock car. It had been a week since he had fallen in love that pretty girl. It had been a week since Coach had suffered an injury that nearly cost him his life.
But all of that didn't matter. Ellis thought of only one thing.
It had been a week since his comrade, brother-in-arms and his close friend had died.
Nick. That was all Ellis thought.
He recalled the memory of the bridge getting stuck. He saw everything happen.
One week ago…
A massive horde of Infected was chasing after the survivors. Coach was badly injured due to a Witch attack.
"Somebody lay down cover fire!" ordered Rochelle.
"I'll do it!" said Ellis.
"Alright, Ellis! Shoot as many as you can! We have to help Coach to the bridge!" said Rochelle.
Rochelle quickly supported Coach along with Nick.
"Damn! You're heavy!" said Rochelle.
"I think all that food in your stomach could get us killed!" said Nick.
"Shut up and get to the bridge!" yelled Coach.
The trio headed to the bridge. Ellis was still firing at oncoming Infected.
Soon, the group made it to the bridge. Rochelle and Nick set Coach down.
"Alright! We're good!" said Nick.
"Ellis! Raise the bridge!" said Rochelle.
"Alrighty!" said Ellis.
He quickly climbed up the ladder. He went over to a control panel that would raise the bridge. He pressed the button and the bridge began to rise.
"I did it!" yelled Ellis.
"YES!" said Coach triumphantly.
"We're gonna make it!" said Rochelle.
But then, the unthinkable happened.
The bridge got stuck.
"Oh SHIT!" yelled Coach.
"IT'S STUCK!" yelled Rochelle.
"THEY'RE COMIN'!" yelled Ellis.
The horde had reached the bridge. The survivors began firing wildly into the crowd. Coach however, could only use a Magnum due to his injury.
Not a long while later, it became apparent that the bridge wouldn't just magically continue to rise.
"Somebody needs to run to the generator to raise the bridge!" said Rochelle.
After she said this, three Tanks came over the horizon.
"NO!" yelled Coach.
"OH SHIT!" yelled Ellis.
Rochelle and Ellis ran up front to take out oncoming Infected. They took out as much as they could, but the Infected waves were endless.
Nick stood far back, watching the commotion with a sinister frown on his face. He quickly took out a Molotov and began walking up front. Coach saw this.
"Nick! What're you doing!?" he yelled.
Nick quickly jumped off the bridge in front of the terrified faces of the other three.
"NICK!" yelled Ellis.
"NICK, NO!" shouted Rochelle.
Ellis, Rochelle and Coach could only watch as Nick threw the Molotov at the three Tanks. He quickly pressed the button on the nearby generator and the bridge began rising again.
"NICK! NO! DON'T DO THIS!" screamed Ellis.
"You guys are the only ones who cared for me! The only ones who loved me! You're the only family I've got! Take care of each other!" said Nick.
He quickly picked up his assault rifle and took on the Tanks.
The other three began firing at the Tanks. But Ellis was firing most frantically, tears streaming down his face, not caring about where he shot or what he hit.
Eventually, Nick was struck by one of the Tanks and thrown over the chain-link fence.
"NICK!" cried the other three. They continued to fire at the Tanks. Ellis got on the mounted machine gun and fired at the Tanks with the best he could.
Nick limped into the generator room, bleeding all over. He slumped down the generator, a massive pool of blood already forming round him. The Tanks approached him. He coughed.
"My family's…safe. Go…ahead. Finish…me…" he ordered through gritted teeth.
The last thing Nick saw was the lead Tank smashing his arms over him. And everything went black.
The other three survivors kept firing on the Tanks as they turned their attention towards them. Finally, the three Tanks fell dead.
The survivors panted with exhaustion. Ellis however, had a panicked expression on his face.
"Wait…where's Nick?" he asked.
Rochelle and Coach looked at each other. The sounds of gunfire from Nick could no longer be heard. Then, they looked at Ellis. Realization dawned upon them all. Nick was dead.
"No! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" screamed Ellis. He tried to jump down in order to save Nick. However, Rochelle and Coach restrained him.
"Ellis! No! He's gone!" said Coach.
"NO! LET GO OF ME! LET GO OF ME! HE NEEDS HELP!" Ellis screamed, trying to struggle out of the grasp of his other two companions.
"Ellis! Stop!" said Coach.
"NO! HE NEEDS HELP! HE NEEDS HELP! LET ME GO HELP HIM!" Ellis continued to scream.
"Ellis! Sweetie! He's gone!" said Rochelle, tears streaming down her cheeks.
At this point, Ellis finally stopped struggling. He collapsed to the ground, sobbing. Rochelle and Coach comforted him.
"He's gone, Ellis. There's nothing we can do." said Coach.
"It's okay, sweetie. It's okay." said Rochelle.
She also began sobbing. Coach began shaking with emotion, and he buried his face in his hands.
"He…he's a hero." said Rochelle.
"He wasn't a bad man after all." said Coach.
The three survivors embraced as they sobbed over the loss of their friend.
End flashback
That's the end of part one for now. I'll get started on the second part soon. I hope you guys enjoyed this so far.