Family:

Wichita tried to calm her crying little sis. Tallahassee was out. He lay unconscious beside them, his head is bleeding. All of them were tied, unable to get away. What did they expect to find in this empty military hall?

Zombies? Yes.

Food? Yes.

Other survivors who are robbing them after they killed them? No.

"Can't you just take our stuff and be done with us?" Wichita shouted at them. That earned her a punch into her face. "Shut it, girl." Their leader, an old man with beard snapped. "It will be easier for us that way…"

Suddenly his phone beeped, everyone looked at him surprised. The old man took it out and answered with an irritated, "Hello?"

"Let them go," was whispered. The man quickly looked around, "Who is there? How did-?"

"That's not important. Just let them go. In a world like this, shouldn't people like us helping each other?" the voice asked, it was a young voice.

"What do you want kid?"

"If you want our stuff, take it. But let these people alone."

"What if I don't?"

The leader watched his group looking at him in horror. "What is?" He snapped annoyed. "Th-there!" One of them shouted, pointing at a bright red dot on his head. He paled.

He heard some deep breath," Please, I don't want to kill someone who is actually not a zombie. But these people are my family. Don't make me do it. "

The old man smirked, "Now listen up kid, I know you won't shoot me, even after I killed you family. You just have to deal with it, right?" With that, he pointed his gun at Little Rock. "Say goodbye to-", suddenly there was an explosion and smoke came from everywhere. Then he looked around in the smoke, hearing his men shouting in shock, in pain, in horror. Every shout was stooped with a shot. He quickly turned to kill the other three people so both he and the boy would be even. But then he saw the end of a gun pointing at his face. There he stood, the boy, armed from head to toe in military weapons and uniform between him and the other survivors. "I said you can take our stuff. Just not to kill them." The boy said, pulling the trigger.

Wichita watched the leader fall dead to the ground. The soldier in front of them started to shake and threw up. "I didn't want to do it…" he chocked between gasps, his voice shaking.

"Columbus? Is that you?" Little Rock gasped through her sobs.

The soldier slowly turned around to show, yes, it was indeed Columbus in front of them, shaking, heaving his breath before he took few steps back and threw up again. "I just…I just-!" He choked out, looking horrified at his hand and fell to his knees. The girls didn't say anything, just giving him time to handle the situation. "Thank you, you saved our lives," Wichita spoke up calm. Columbus just nodded. "Tallahassee…is he…?"

"No. Just unconscious, is all."

The teen sighed in relief. He then stood up and freed them from the ties. They were silent as they took their sleeping friend to their car outside the hall. "If it's ok, I would…" Columbus said, taking a shovel from their car. "I'll help. Sis, take care of Tallahassee." Wichita replied, also taking a shovel and following the other teen.

After the last man was under the earth, Columbus took a deep breath. "Could I please have a moment?" Wichita just nodded and left.

Columbus walked towards the place where the old man lay. He sighed sadly, "I'm sorry for killing you…I just can't let my family be hurt, you know? …I hope that you understand. You know…" He looked over to the car where the girls are bandaging the man. "…this people are there for me and I'll be there for them. But I still feel bad…I feel awful…I can't explain how I feel for killing someone who actually lives. Zombies just do what they do, so kill them or get killed. But we humans can make decisions. I wish you would have chosen differently…because even if I just killed you hours before, I regretted it by the time when I shot your first man. I'm sorry…" Columbus looked at the other graves, "I'm sorry."

Tallahassee was greeted with hugs and cheery greeting when he woke up. "Wha' happen'?" He slurred out, rubbing his head to notice that he was bandaged. They were in their SUV, driving towards the next city "Weren't we just surrounded by some assholes? Damn! Did I miss all the fun?" They laughed and Columbus replied quietly," yes, you missed quite a bit."

"Hey, were did you get that outfit? Where were you when we got trapped? Shit, what happened anyway?!" He shouted irritated but excited all the same. The girls grew nervous, looking at Columbus who just chuckled weakly, "I saved your ass, you idiot!"

"Hey, don't call me idiot, Spitfuck!" Tallahassee snapped.

"But I saved you, so shut up and let me drive," Columbus smiled, but he still looked troubled. Tallahassee gave a questioning look at the girls who just shook their heads sadly. Columbus will tell him, just not now.