Autumn growled restlessly. Her brother had been taken, she had seen that from where he had hidden her. She crawled out of her hiding place long after the horde had left. She had to find help, but with the way the world was now she expected to find none. But she had hope, that she would come across the huntress from before. She looked back at the building, silently promising to be back.
Amy cackled in glee, not believing her luck. So what if the small huntress had escaped from her. She knew that the child huntress would no doubt die anyways without her brother. After all, she knew Autumn couldn't fend for herself. If she hadn't taken them in, the spitter would have made them it's next meal.
But now that she had Clark, she could torment him with stories bound to happen to his little sister. And when he goes crazy to kill her, she'll just have the other pathetic excuse for a hunter, Benny, hold him back. And she will just tell the hunter to kill the child.
She didn't know who or what Molly was to him, and she didn't care. She would just dispatch the hunter after Clark was breathing no more. She was certain that the Hunter had a human companion as well. Hunters were soft hearted. She has seen many turn to help humans. They were not meant to be helped, but eaten! They were food.
Her eyes narrowed. She knew better then any, that humans couldn't be trusted. That they would turn on you just as fast. She shook her head from the past, it would not do good to dwell on it. Right now, she needed to teach a certain young hunter that they shouldn't bite the hand that's cared for him.
Autumn was panting, as she ran down an ally. She had accidentally came across some survivors, all of which had trained their guns on her. She had managed to lose them, and was trying to catch her breath.
She got back up from where she had slumped near a garbage bin, and allowed some of the rain that had began pouring into her dry mouth. She grimaced, but it was to sustain her for now. She was about to crawl out of the ally when she heard voices, survivor voices. She kept to the dark, and saw two people walking. One was a boy, the same height as the girl. His hair was matted, and brown. He wore a black wife beater, and cameo cargo shorts. He held a sniper rifle, and a machine gun strapped to his back.
The girl had greasy black hair, a black ripped button up blouse. And a ripped ankle lenth skirt that was a dark purple. She bore no weapons, other then long bone like claws. Her skin was grayer then usual, marking her as an infected.
This sparked Autumns hope. 'An infected with a human survivor! Maybe they can help.'She thought, as she cautiously exited the ally. She got to her feet, a bit unsteady as it had been a while since she walked upright.
The two had stopped. The girl was growling, as the human boy aimed his gun at her. She slowly raised her hands up in surrender, and took a step. The two watched her in uncertainy as she made her way in front of them.
"C..Could you help me? Please?"She asked, knowing the infected girl could understand. Now that she was closer, she saw that the girl was actually a Witch.
"With what?"The Witch asked, slightly lowering her clawed hands. The boy, too lowered his weapon, but held it ready to shoot if the young Huntress should try to attack. He was following his partners leads, and right now he knew that the two were talking in their weird language.
"My brother was taken. I.. I'm not strong enough to help him." Autumn begged. "Please, can you help me?"
The Witch turned to the human, and spoke a language that was far out of Autumns range. As they spoke, she crouched, sitting. She hated standing upright. But it had made them pause enough to hear her out. Even if they refused, she would still search for some sort of help.
After what seemed like hours, but really just a few scant minutes, the two looked over to Autumn.
"We'll help you. As long as your brother doesn't try to eat my friend here."The Witch said. Autumns gold eyes widened, and she smiled showing her pointy kitten like teeth.
"Anything! I will explain when we get him!" Autumn promised.
The Witch smiled, and gave a small chuckle. "I'm Molly and this is Trent."
"I'm Autumn."
"Well Autumn, why don't you start at the beginning so we know what's happened and who has him."
Molly said, and the trio began walking.
Autumn explained everything, how they had been taken in by a female Smoker. Said Smoker, had been kind and had cared for them. But then her brother Zack had gone off for a few weeks. At this time, her brother had a human female companion that he had gotten close too. But was then shot at by a different group of survivors. And how it went downhill from that. Their guardian felt betrayed by her brother helping a human girl. That after they left, their ex-guardian slowly began loosing her mind. She then went on to tell them what had happened about four or fiver hours ago. All this being translated for Trent by Molly.
"And then this larger Hunter in White tackled him, and was practically a survivors lap dog. Honestly, I think she's holding something over him. He didn't seem all to happy even attacking Zack. Then I ran into you guys a few hours later." Autumn finished.
Molly gasped. "A hunter in white? Did you see anything else on him?" She asked, making a 'wait a moment' gesture to whatever Trent had asked.
Autumn thought about it for a moment. "Well, he had metal bands around his wrist and neck. Oh, and he had a weird smiley face on the back of his hoodie."
"Benny." Molly whispered, but Autumn caught the name, as Trent asked a question.
Luna: Soo, whatcha think? Please R&R.
