Are those men going to kill us?
Stale air, and a smell that could be described as an insult to anyone's nose.
The place was like a crack den, you could smell it from miles, and nonetheless
some people, bandits, actually stayed there, why ever...
Our survivors were in some serious trouble now, a huge amount of bandits was holding
them hostage, if there was a way out, it wasn't obvious.
They were blindfolded, so even if they would be able to escape, they wouldn't know
where there car was, hopefully the snow wouldn't vanish, or if it would, that they'd send
someone to get the car, because they'd probably need it too.
Voice #4: "Well, we're almost there, already wondering what'll happen to you?"
Andrei: "No, are you wondering, what'll happen to you?"
Voice #4: "Now I know what will be done with you fucker, we'll make you eat your own balls, how's that sound?"
Andrei: "Like something, that you guys couldn't pull off."
Voice #3: "Cut the crap back there!" (Bandit #3 lead the way, and seemed to be the leader
of this whole ambush.)
After some more minutes of walking they were told to stop walking, they couldn't see anything, but heard a
metallic scratch, probably a metal door. They entered some sort building, where it was just as cold as outside,
and heard lots of voices laughing, and telling dirty sex jokes.
This place was not appealing and still they didn't knew what it was, so they could not even
start thinking about breaking out.
They went trough a long hallway and suddenly stopped again, now they heard a door knob, and a door opening,
so inside at least, there were no metal doors.
Voice #3: "You, knee down!" He poked Andrei.
Yes, poking a raging lion was just the right idea, if he ever would be able to grab a gun, Andrei would raise hell in there.
Voice #4: "The others, step back and go there, and get comfy."
Bandit #3 took of Andrei's blindfold, and Bandit #4 took of the blindfolds of the rest.
Clementine opened her eyes and saw a dirty, rusty, disgusting office, she closed her eyes
and re-opened them to make sure this is no nightmare, but it wasn't, bad men with guns were looking at them, as if they
would be eager to shoot them.
She was scared to death, and if nobody would do anything quick, you could take that literally.
Clementine: "Are those men going to kill us?" She started breathing fast, with her eyes
wide open.
Christa: "E... everything's gon' be alright..." She stuttered.
Clementine: "Ch-Christa, O... Omiiiiiiiid."
Omid: "Calm down honey, we'll make it somehow." He smiled over to her, though he
was not so sure himself.
Bandit Boss: "So... you are the guy that killed 2 of our men? Got quite some balls I must admit." The man was tall,
and had a little bit of overweight, his hair was a dark brown, almost black, and reached down to his shoulders,
he had a mustache, like a Mexican, but no beard.
Andrei: "How do you know?"
Bandit Boss: "Our men use walkie-talkies."
Andrei groaned.
Bandit Boss: "Anything you want to say before we kill you, any last wish?"
Omid whispered over to Clementine: "Shhh, sweetie? Still have that scissor?"
(normal talk/ whisper/ loud whispering/ loud talking/shouting)
Clementine whispered back to Omid: "Y-yes."
Omid: "Can we talk to our friend, before you shoot him? Give this father the opportunity to tell his daughter goodbye... please."
Bandit Boss: "We have the upper hand, so... yes, but make it quick."
Andrei wondered, but played his part.
Andrei: "Thank you."
He went over and knelt down.
Omid whispered: "Listen, Clementine has a scissor with her, been like a brother to me, man,
(he acted as if it was something personal) she'll take them out slowly, then you take them and try to do something,
remember back at the shack? Where's my revolver?"
Andrei: "Clementine, my daughter, in which pocket do you keep the scissor?"
Clementine: "I-in the right one."
Andrei: "Listen, I'm going to hug you, while I do so, you put your hand in your pocket, slowly and get it out, very,
very slowly, so that none of them sees it coming."
Clementine nodded.
Andrei:"Good girl."
Andrei still denied the answer to Omid's question, he leaned forward to hug Clementine,
she slowly reached for the scissor in her right pocket, then slowly dragged it out, and Andrei took it, to hide it in his sleeve.
He looked around and saw 2 bandits, and their boss in this room, the rest of them must be somewhere nearby.
Bandit Boss: "Are you done?"
Andrei: "Fuck, too blunt to throw, I'll have to stab." He thought.
Andrei: "If I don't make it... I want you people to know, that it was a good time with you, Omid, you're a good man,
and Christa you're a very nice woman, and a nice shot, Clementine, you're the future of this world, kids those days,
especially kids like you, are worth more than any gold or diamonds or... whatever, run for the door once I start shooting in here."
He rose up self confidently and went over to bandit #3, he was at the left side of the room, the boss at the back side,
and another guard at the right side (door side), his friends were at the front side. He took out the scissor and rammed
it into bandit #3's throat, then he turned him around to use him as a human shield. He reached for the bandit's gun at
his waist, and shot the other guard in the head. The bandit boss took out a UZI. This gun was known from gangster movies,
the big, rich, modern time gangster bosses always had such a gun.
He started shooting at Andrei, the bullets tore the human shield's body apart and some of them went through.
Omid jumped over to Clementine, and shielded her off the bullets with his own body, but luckily no shots got to them.
Andrei: "Aaaaaaaaarrrrgggghhhh, you son of a...!"
His vision faded, he lost blood, his time was numbered, but he wanted to make sure the people he now cared about
were safe, he dropped the human shield, and raised his arm, the bandit boss started shooting again, and before
Andrei was hit, he fired one last bullet into this man's stomach. After some split seconds, they both dropped down,
Andrei was dead already, no happy ending for him, no heroic last words, no... saying goodbye.
The bandit boss was still living and breathing, but his gun didn't land near him, Omid jumped up and ran over to grab the UZI.
Omid: "You son of a bitch just couldn't let us go!" He pulled the trigger, clean head shot.
Omid had now killed his first man, a weird feeling, even although he knew, this man deserved no better, in fact he
deserved worse than a quick death. But this feeling of having killed somebody... It burnt into his soul,
he could never forget this man's face, he could never be the same funny guy he used to be when he met our group,
this one action, has changed him.
Suddenly the door was kicked in, Omid turned around quickly and started shooting,
another 2 bandits dropped dead.
Omid: "Christa! Get my revolver, it's gotta be somewhere on Andrei, Clementine, stay back, keep your head down."
Christa and Clementine both just nodded, it was too much heat for them to handle,
they needed a break, but there was no time.
Christa went over to the revolver and picked it up.
A shot was fired from outside the room and hit Christa, she dropped on the ground, but was still breathing,
Omid didn't realize at first.
Omid: "NOOO!" Something inside of him made him snap, his instinct has failed him, he has failed his girlfriend,
she was shot (he thought), those assholes had taken her from him, but he could not, under no circumstances
let revenge be too much of an option right now, he still had to take care of Clementine. He didn't hesitate to shoot the bandit.
He ran over to Christa and was relieved to see her breathing, he then quickly dragged her into safety, next to the door,
where he could keep an eye on her. He took the revolver himself and wielded it in his left hand, the UZI in his right.
Omid: "Clem, pick up the gun Andrei dropped, the bandit's gun, quick, then go to Christa and wait for me, shoot anyone who's not me!"
Omid left the room, there was a long hallway in front of him, looked like a hospital, or school, or doctor's place, he couldn't tell.
2 Bandits jumped around the corner, and he started shooting, he took the first one out with the revolver, the second one with
the UZI. He had an expression in his face, that looked like all he wanted to do was kill, although that contradicted what he really
wanted, peace, and rest, an easier life with those two people in the office, and hopefully all of them would make it out alive.
He made his way to a medium sized metal door, hopefully the door they came in through. On the side of the hallway,
there were rooms, but he didn't care to loot them, all he wanted to do now, was making sure there was nobody left, that could hurt his girls.
He continued making his way towards this door, it was like Lee's march of death back in front of the Marsh House.
On his way there he killed another approximately 15 bandits.
The building was clean now, and he ran towards the office.
Omid: "It's okay Clem, it's me, Omid, don't shoot."
He came in to see a shaking Clementine, and a bleeding Christa, the bullet hit her in the leg, almost hit the stomach.
Omid: "Okay, I need bandages now..., she needs them... damn!"
He left the room once more, and checked one room after another, nothing on the left side.
Clementine ran into the hall.
Clementine: "Can I help?"
Omid: "Jesus, you scared me,... sure, help me checking those rooms."
She went over to the first room, and Omid to the second one.
She held her gun in her right, and slowly opened the door with her left hand.
There was a weird, quiet sound, like...
A walker reached for her, as he tripped and fell on her, he was about to bite, but she held him off with her gun, she had put the barrel in his mouth.
She repeatedly pulled the trigger, but much to her disappointment she only heard a metallic clicking sound.
Omid turned around and ran over to her, he dropped his UZI and grabbed the walker's
throat with his right hand, pressed the revolver's trigger against his head (of course so, that the bullet wouldn't go through and hit Clementine).
He pulled the trigger to hear a clicking sound too, he killed so many bandits, that the revolver was empty, the UZI was too.
What now? What could he do now?
Omid: "The scissor, Clem, go get it."
Because now the weight was on him, Clementine could slip out of her bad position beneath this walker. She ran into the office and saw the dead bandit guard.
He still had the scissor stuck in his throat.
It was definitely nothing a 9 year old little girl would want to see, but she knew this was necessary... those people had threatened them.
She laid her hands on the scissor, pinched her eyes together, held them closed, and pulled it out.
Clementine: "Eeeeeeeewwwww...!" She screamed.
She ran over to Omid and gave him the scissor, he took it from her, and rammed it into the walker's head.
Omid: "You've done good." he sighed.
Clementine: "I-... Is it over?" She asked, waiting for a reassuring answer.
Omid: "Not unless Christa stops bleeding, but for the moment, yes, it's over."
Clementine: "Good, I'm getting sick of this..."
Omid: "Me too..."
He hugged her. Tears ran down his' and her cheeks.
A sudden scream interrupted the nearly peaceful silence.
Christa was screaming, as if it were for her life.
Omid ran into the office to see the man, who earlier was stabbed in the throat, as a walker, his brain wasn't destroyed,
so now he came back to life, his head was moving towards Christa's stomach fast, but Omid was quick to react, he kicked
his head away.
Omid: "Everything okay hon'?" He asked with an upset and surprised voice.
Christa couldn't speak, she had lost much blood by now, she hadn't got enough power to talk, so she just nodded,
with a very painful expression in her face.
Clementine: "OMID!"
Omid reached back with the scissor in his left hand, and rammed it into the head of the walker, that was rising up behind him,
without turning around.
Omid: "Those assholes are predictable."
Christa was heavily wounded, constantly losing blood, Omid was in a rage mode, Clementine was frightened, they didn't know
where their car, in other words their supplies and most of their guns were, and they didn't know where the hell they were.
Shit was really hitting the fan, and Omid was now responsible for his girls, there was no Andrei for advice or for backing him up,
he was responsible, he alone was, nobody else.
Author's note: Important Note: I might not be able to
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