Love and Life Chapter 7 Survival.

(?) 2:24 PM CST

Ellie had made her choice, Pittsburgh or bust. West through the van in gear, we went down the entrance ramp. Onwards down the only accessible road. It was definitely a trap.

I almost expected it when the "injured" man stumbled out into the road. There was no debate when West ran him over. The rest of the hunters filed out of every possible hiding spot. West ran over a few of them, but he couldn't stop before we crashed into a mechanic's shop at the end of the sloped street.

Everyone and thing panicked after that, the first few Hunters were on us, with seemingly hundreds following them. I was just out of the van when they were on the two young girls; I gunned down a few of the first ones, and then turned to face my own problem, finding Bella.

I re-entered the van to find the red head blacked out on the van's seat where I left her. I picked her up and slung her over my shoulder. Outside the van was a warzone. I saw West and Hayden slip out the back of the shop, with Hunters on their tails. I snuck out of a door on the east side of the shop and busted into a sprint down an alley. I had to get somewhere safe.

I ran until I couldn't, I settled on a small motel at least six blocks away from that nightmare street. I chose the fourth door on the only floor of the Motel 7. It seemed to be in decent shape. It had a very simple design, good sized bed, two nightstands and one large dresser in the front. I laid Bella down on the bed and tipped the Dresser against the doorframe. I went back to the bed, and lied down next to her. I looked over her face for any wounds from the crash, then I realized that I had the wrong one.

(Drew) 2:24 PM

I guess I should've been more aware, the truck suddenly stopped, then took off again. All that time and I was trying to sleep in the back of it, the impact was the worst in the back. It's like a rollercoaster, all the turns, drops, stops. I used to love rollercoasters growing up, hell I can't remember how many times I rode the "Sleeping Dragon" at the county fair, things were different then.

The truck crashed into an auto shop at the end of the street, I didn't know what was going on until I picked myself up off the floorboard and looked out the small crack between armored plates in the back window. Fuckin' Hunters were everywhere; but they were short on supplies, only a few guns in the whole crowd of 'em. Most of them had pipes, bats, and boards. I looked away from the window, and realized I was alone in the van; I got out the back passenger seat door and opened fire. I took out the first few, they all carried boards and bats; and they were all yelling about how brutally I was gonna' die.

The next wave busted through the garage door, one of them carried a shotgun, and I took care of him with my silenced rifle first. Next few that hit couldn't have been older than twenty; there were six of them left in total, two stood outside with guns, I'd taken the opportunity to take cover in behind the cashier's desk. The four kids split up, two went towards me, and the other two were out of view. Once I was sure I was alone with the two of them, I measured them up for the kill. I grabbed one from behind; the other was frozen in fear. I shot him in the head, then I shot the one in my arms.

The two gunmen left aimed me down and alerted the other two kids. I ducked for cover, one of the kids was unlucky enough to turn the corner and end up right in front of me I shot her down, then the other followed suit, I dodged a swing of a bat, then grabbed him from behind, I proceeded to shoot one gunmen down, I spared the kid in my arms for the moment.

I focused on the only hunter left. He was older, had a loud mouth, and seemed to be very careless with the shotgun in his arms. I distanced myself from him, and then I opened fire on his midsection. I was shooting to wound not kill, yet.

He was incapacitated; I took the shotgun from him. I then tied his unconscious body to a chair; now all that was left was the waiting.

He awoke startled, shouting insults at me. I proceeded to slap him, I asked him where my friends where. He did not comply, I asked again. He spit in my face. I brought out his shotgun, It was loaded, but I didn't point the gun at him. I pointed it at the kid, who was still unconscious. That got under his skin, then he started squealing, said everyone split up, old man and a younger woman went out the back, two girls went east, two girls went west.

"Thank you, since you've told me everything I need to know, the kid gets to live."

"The fuck, I get to live too! I told 'ya everything that 'cha need to know damn it!"

"Your fate was never in question, the second I tied you up to that chair, there was no doubt you'd die in it."

"Motherfucker, You'll pay for this you crook, I'll make su-" *BANG* the shotgun went off, sealing his fate.

A/N Hi again! Sorry for the delay on this chapter, but I've had some recent technical difficulties slow me down. The good news is that I have the next few chapters planned out, they will focus almost 100% on character development, so you guys can learn about some of these characters maybe :p alright peace! –BWT ^_^