Hello Readers! This is a new story I've been thinking up, it is based on the Telltales Game The Walking Dead Season One, not the TV Show or other game in that nature. Anyways, please enjoy because I am setting up another fanfic! I don't own any rights to this!
Jake could feel the cold nip of the autumn air beginning to set in as he walked alongside Ben and Travis, their band director David Parker up front with a hunting rifle at the ready. Jake could feel his muscles ache with every step he took. He hadn't eaten for almost three days now and he was beginning to grow weak and tired.
"Hun...do you think anyone else made it out of the camp?" Jake asked, his brown eyes still cast down onto the cold hard ground before him.
"I don't know hun, but don't focus on that right now. We just need to focus on finding food and shelter at the moment." Ben said, reaching over and grabbing his boyfriends hand and squeezing it slightly.
"Will you two keep it down back there! You will attract walkers!" David whispered from up front, turning his head to scold the two.
"Lighten up David! The two were just talking to each other a bit!" Travis barked back, clearly annoyed and aggravated at the current moment.
"Can we stop for a bit? I don't feel very good at the moment!" Jake said, letting go of Ben's hand to rush over to a nearby bush and began to puke into it.
"Jesus, are you okay Collins?" David said, putting down his rifle to rush over to Jake's side alongside Ben.
"I...I don't feel very good." Jake said, falling to his knees as he felt Ben bend down and pull him back into his lap.
"He's running a fever, and his skin looks patchy and pale." David said as he knelt down to inspect the sickly teen.
"You don't think he has the infection do you?!" Ben whispered rather loudly, worry beginning to lace his facial features as he looked down at his longtime boyfriend.
"No, he hasn't been bitten or anything. But in my best educated guess, the winter season is approaching, he's probably coming down with the flu or something of the sort. Whatever the case may be, we don't have the medicine to help him with it, and we will need some here quickly if he is going to keep going." David said, looking at Jake with both pity and remorse.
"GUYS!" Travis yelled out, causing both David and Ben to look his way. They saw two men with rifles standing there. A tall black man with a scruffy looking beard and a shorter white one with glasses.
"Who in the hell are you!" David barked out, running to reach for his rifle.
"Hey! Easy now! We aren't here to hurt you!" the one with glasses said as he raised his rifle at David in defense.
"Don't trust them Mr. Parker! I know what I'm talking about, my dad was special forces!" Travis said, backing up further and further.
Ben continued to hold Jake in his arms until the black man caught eye of the two and started walking over.
"Please don't hurt us! We have nothing left to take!" Ben said, positioning himself in front of Jake protectively.
"I'm not here to hurt you, but what is wrong with him?" the taller man asked, leaning down to get a closer look at Jake.
Jake could feel his stomach beginning to toss and turn as he sat up and went to puke in the bush again.
"Our teacher thinks he might have the flu or something like that, can you help him!" Ben asked quickly, hoping there was any way possible to help Jake get better.
"Well, we do have medicine back at the Motor Inn. We could bring you guys there with us." the older man said as he took sympathy on the two teens.
"Lee you know Lily and Larry would be pissed!" the one with glasses said, lowering his rifle at David.
"We can't just leave them here Mark! What if it were you!" Lee said as he scolded Mark for beginning to think they could just leave the group abandoned here in the woods.
"You guys! We have a problem!" Travis said worriedly.
That's when Jake heard it, the slow but horrible sounds of many feet trudging through the forest and with that came the unending moans and raspy screams of the walkers.
"Well come on Lee! Get them and come on!" Mark said, firing off into the approaching group of walkers.
Jake felt as Ben put his arms under his and lifted him up somewhat harshly, but Jake felt as his knees began to buckle backward as he fell into Ben.
"Ben...I..I can't move. It hurts too much!" Jake said, tears running at the edges of his eyes as he felt his muscles all over his body begin to ache badly. He felt as Ben bent down and lifted his whole body up and shifted him to support him more evenly. Jake felt as his eyes began to flutter back, soon he could only hear screams and gunshots being fired and soon everything went black.