Woohoo! Ten chapters. This is the farthest I've ever gotten in writing anything, so I feel very accomplished now. Also, I'm going to try and update a little more often. Yes I know that's the opposite of what I said in one of my previous chapters, but I have phases when it comes to my fanfics, so I choose something one day, then change my mind later. So yeah, sorry for being so confusing.
Someone shook me awake some time later. "Wake up kid."
My vision was blurry, so I couldn't tell who was talking to me. "Why?" I asked, trying to blink the blurriness away.
"Because I said so." The voice was much clearer and familiar now.
My vision cleared, and I realized that Roger was the one who was talking and standing over me.
I quickly stood up from where I had been lying on the ground. We were still in the park, only now, I was next to the Scavenger tent I'd seen earlier. "What do you want with me?" I asked him.
"Well, I want you to be the newest member of this group of Scavengers." Roger said, gesturing to around us.
I looked around and realized that there were several other Scavengers around us, not just Roger.
"Wait, you never said that she would be joining us." One of the Scavengers said.
"Well, now you know." Roger said.
"But we don't let women join us." The Scavenger continued.
Even though I didn't want to join them, I couldn't help but glare at this Scavenger.
Sexist bastard.
Roger sighed. "I've seen what this woman can do, and she'd be a very useful asset to us." He said.
"I'm not interested in joining a group of murderers." I said boldly.
Roger turned his attention back to me. "Well, if you really had a choice, then we wouldn't have taken you here." Roger said.
"If she really is going to join us, we should be allowed to see what she can do." A different Scavenger said. I recognized him as the Scavenger that had knocked me out.
"Fine then." Roger said. "Bring out her staff and that one guy, Louis, I think his name is." Roger instructed a couple of the Scavengers.
They nodded, and walked into the tent. They returned a minute later, with my staff and an elderly man. They made him kneel on the ground in front of me, and handed me my staff.
I eyed Roger suspiciously. "What's going on?" I asked.
"It's simple. You're going to prove your worth to us, by demonstrating your skills on this man." Roger said.
I tried to figure out what he meant by that. When I did, I was horrified. "You want me to kill him?" I asked.
Roger nodded. "You show us your skills with that staff, and you'll be accepted." Roger said.
I knew that I could easily kill this man, but I didn't want to. I'd told myself I wouldn't do this anymore. I also didn't want to join Roger and his group of Murdering Men.
"For the last time, I don't want to join you." I said. I threw my staff on the ground. It didn't break, but I still got my point through to Roger.
Roger stared at me. "Pick your staff up. Now." He said. I could hear in his voice that he was getting angry.
"No." I replied.
Roger pulled his gun out, and pointed it at me. "Pick it up, or I'll shoot you, here and now." He warned me.
I held my hands up. "Go ahead. I've had enough of the damn apocalypse anyways." I said.
Roger didn't shoot me. Instead he pointed his gun down at the ground. "Fine then. Maybe you can be persuaded in some other way." He said. He walked back into the tent, and returned a few seconds later. This time, he was joined by Lucy.
I started to walk towards him, but a Scavenger pointed his gun at me.
Lucy looked at me, but didn't say anything.
"If you don't kill this man, then she'll die." Roger said, pointing his gun at Lucy.
"Don't do anything for him Trin, he's going to kill me anyways." Lucy said.
"I won't shoot her if you kill this man." Roger said.
I stared at the both of them, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew Lucy was right, Roger was the kind of man who would kill someone, just because he wanted too.
"No." I said finally.
Roger sighed. "I guess Lucy was right. I would've killed her anyways." He said. He pulled the trigger, and shot Lucy in the stomach.
I started to run at Roger, but the Scavenger grabbed me from behind and held onto me tightly.
Roger let go of Lucy, who's body fell to the ground. Then Roger shot the elderly man in the head. He collapsed.
"You're a monster." I said, trying not to sob. "And I'm never going to join you."
Roger shrugged. "Neither of them were wanted or needed. And, to be honest, Lucy really pissed me off." He said, kicking her body.
I pulled against the Scavenger, but he held tight to me.
"And, you will join us, Trin." Roger said, walking towards me. "Because if you don't join us willingly, then the rest of your life will be miserable." He stopped next to me.
I stare at him. "The rest of my life already will be miserable." I said.
Before Roger could reply to that, a gun shot went off, and a bullet hit the Scavenger holding onto me in the head. He let go of me and collapsed.
While the Scavengers slowly reacted, I grabbed Roger's gun from him, and kicked him in the stomach. He fell to the ground, and I shot another one of the Scavengers in the stomach. He fell to the ground.
Several more gunshots went off, but none of the gunfire was directed at me. I realized that some of the dead Scavengers were going to go zombie, so I ran for the tent.
A Scavenger was walking out of the tent. I didn't stop to think; I just pulled the trigger on my gun, and shot the Scavenger in the head.
He collapsed to the ground, and I stepped over his body and walked into the tent. I saw Doc over near the side of the tent. He looked relieved to see me.
"Kid, I am super glad that we brought you along." Doc said as I untied him. After I finished with him, we started untying the other people in the tent.
"Where's Lucy at?" Doc asked me.
I looked at the ground. I was on the verge of screaming or crying.
Doc took that as answer by itself. "Sorry." He said.
I didn't respond to that. Instead, I made sure my gun still had ammo. "We need to go. Do you have everything you need?" I asked.
Before Doc could answer, someone behind me said "You're not going anywhere."
I spun around and pointed my gun at Roger, who was also pointing a gun at me.
"You ruined my whole operation." Roger said. "You refused to follow my orders, you've killed several of my men, and you couldn't simply kill a man because you were scared." He continued.
I smirked. "I didn't kill him because I was scared. I didn't kill him because I knew what would happen if I did." I said.
"Oh really? And what was that?" Roger said.
I noticed a zombie shadow on the side of the tent. "You're never going to find out." I said, looking behind him.
Roger turned to follow my gaze, and faced a zombie, which opened it's mouth, and bit down his shoulder.
Roger screamed, dropped his gun, and fell to the ground. More zombies came in to also start eating away at Roger.
I put my gun away. "Let's go out the back." I said. I started to walk away.
"Well, aren't you going to give him mercy?" Doc asked, stopping me.
I looked back at Roger's body. He wasn't screaming anymore. "He doesn't deserve mercy." I said coldly. I walked out of the tent.
Outside, Warren, Vasquez, Addy, Murphy, and 10K were grabbing stuff off the ground.
"Doc! Trin!" Addy shouted. She dropped everything she was holding and ran up and hugged us.
"I'm so glad you guys came." Doc said.
"How'd you find us?" I asked.
"Well, Vasquez saw Roger walking around, so he followed him to back here." Warren said.
"You were the person hiding in the shadows." I said, the realization dawning on me.
Vasquez nodded. "After I saw you taken, I found everyone else and told them what happened. Then we came back to rescue you guys." Vasquez said.
I looked around. "Where's everyone else?" I asked.
"They already took a truck and left. They wanted to get as far away from here as possible." Addy said.
"To be honest, so do I." 10K said. He shot a zombie that was starting to get a little too close to us. "Six thousand, four hundred and thirty-four." He counted off.
"Can we hurry up and leave?" Murphy called out. He was sitting on a truck. "We're almost out of San Francisco, and I think we should leave before more zombies start showing up."
"Murphy's right, let's get out of here." Warren said. "I'll take the first shift driving." She said.
We all piled into the new truck.
I looked over at the tent. I saw Lucy walking around. Only she wasn't Lucy anymore, or Elaine, or anyone. She was a zombie now.
I pulled my gun out and pointed it at her zombie corpse. "Lucy, I give you mercy." I cited off. I pulled the trigger. The bullet hit her in the head, and she fell to the ground.
I put my gun back into it's holster as we drove off.
"I'm sorry." Addy said to me, placing her hand on my shoulder.
I shook off her hand. "It was going to happen sometime. Might as well have been now." I said. I leaned against the truck and looked at the streets and buildings.
I'm never coming back here ever again.