This War of Mine: Apocalypse:
Season 2
Next chapter of my crossover story, enjoy.
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Episode 3 Part 1
Niko looked around anxiously, the farm was right in the middle of it's fields, the only buildings were all relatively close together and there was no cover.
"If he is in there, he'll see us coming." Eli remarked darkly. "We'll be sitting ducks."
Niko nodded. "True, but it's a risk we'll have to take, we have to investigate the farm house and see if it is the one. If Misha's there and we don't do anything."
Eli just scowled at that, but said nothing else as Roman stepped forwards, bow at the ready.
"Alright, fan out, keep a reasonable distance between each other, weapons ready." He said. "We don't know what we're walking into, so let's just make it as hard as possible for any potential attackers to get at us all."
Eli shook his head and added. "Depends how many there are."
But there was no other choice and so they fanned out and, weapons at the ready, began to carefully, steadily, approach the farm house; the kids just behind Grozdan. As it drew nearer, Mara's breathing quickened as her mind raced.
'Could Misha really be here, am I about to see him again, to rescue him?' She wondered, hope and concern filling her in equal measure. 'Oh please Misha, hold on baby, I'll save you, no matter what.'
However she forced herself to focus, as the others tensed, for it was as they drew closer that they realized, they already had company.
For sitting on the porch, reacting to the sight of them by jumping up and rushing inside, had been a boy, around eleven years old, tall for his age with short dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and a lanky build as well as fair skin, he had been clad in worn blue sweatpants, a dark blue tank-top under a red and black unbuttoned flannel shirt and white sneakers.
"What was that about…?" Katia began.
But then, at that moment, the door opened again and the boy emerged, accompanied by a man, armed with a gun, aimed right at them.
"Alright back up, what do you think you're doing!?" He snapped.
Everybody tensed, Eli had already raised his gun, Roman his bow, sharp eyes darting around quickly.
The man aiming the gun at them was around thirty with buzzed blonde hair, blue eyes, a chiselled jaw and an athletic build, he was also reasonably tall and had fair skin, dressed in simple jeans, a dark red T-shirt and white athletic shoes.
"Put the gun down before you get yourself hurt." Eli snapped. "You're outnumbered here and-"
The man levelled the gun at Eli. "So you think I just let you assholes in and steal everything, not that's there's much worth stealing right now, but..."
"You fucking dare!" Eli yelled. "I'm no thief, you should-!"
"Oh yeah, like I'll believe you, coming here to this place, weapons out, threatening us." The man shot back.
Niko shook his head, finally realizing what had happened.
He held his hands out, so his weapon was in full view and took a careful step forwards.
"Okay look, I'm sorry, this has been a misunderstanding." He said gently but firmly. "We're not bandits, we're here to attack you, we were just being cautious because we didn't know what we were walking into."
The man glared at him. "You've got no other reason to be coming here, so why should I believe you?"
"We do. We're looking for one of our group, a boy, ten years old. We got separated from him on the highway when we hid from a Walker herd, he was chased away by some stragglers. They were killed, but whoever saved him abducted him." Niko explained.
It was then another voice cut in. "Ah, and you thought he might be here, I think I understand now."
Another figure then emerged from inside the house. He was an older, bald gentleman with kindly brown eyes and a moustached smile, he looked to be late fifties at the least, maybe sixty, broad shouldered but with a normal build and fair skin. He wore black pants, a white shirt under a grey pullover and black shoes.
"You thought the boy might be here, so you approached, expecting some crazed kidnapper?" The man queried. "Of course seeing you approach we thought you'd come to rob us...This is indeed a misunderstanding as you say."
Niko nodded, relieved, but the other man clearly wasn't convinced.
Shaking his head he spoke to the older man.
"Anton, we can't just trust them, how do we know…?"
Anton shook his head. "Pavle, what reason would they have to lie about something like that?"
Mara stepped forwards, ignoring Eli's attempt to stop her and pulled out Misha's hat and scarf.
"Please, these are his. I just want to find him, to get him back." She pleaded.
Pavle bit his lip, looking at her carefully and then lowered his gun at last.
"I...I'm sorry." He said finally. "But you can't be too careful these days."
They all nodded in agreement with that, knowing what he meant, although Eli still muttered darkly to himself as they lowered their weapons.
"Now will you tell your sniper to put her weapon down and get down here." Roman remarked calmly. "Before she hurts herself, she should really learn how to even hold a weapon like that before using it."
Everybody started at that and finally Pavle sighed and called up.
"It's okay, they're friendly, come on down."
They waited in silence for a moment.
Finally however Anton spoke again, gesturing first to himself and then the younger man.
"Well, as you heard, I'm Anton, this is Pavle." He smiled and gestured again. "The boy is Sergei."
Sergei nodded from where he had been standing throughout the stand-off, by the edge of the porch, watching with careful eyes.
"And I'm Cveta." Came a female voice as the sniper emerged.
She was a middle aged plump woman with short brown hair, brown eyes, of medium height and wearing glasses, she was pale and had a gentle air around her. She was wearing black pants; a blue blouse under a dark grey light jacket and simple black shoes.
"I'm Niko." He introduced himself before gesturing to each of the group in turn. "This is Mara, Eli, Roman, Marko, Katia, Arica, Zlata, Grozdan, Kalina and Lydia...We have two more members of our group, Boris and Marin. They're back at the highway working on our vehicles and in case Misha somehow finds a way back."
Pavle shook his head. "Given everything you've said, it's not likely, but there's still a chance, it'll be safer for those friends of yours if they are here though, with you guys."
"I'm sure something can be set up at the highway while you are welcome to camp out here on the farm." Anton offered. "I have maps of the surrounding area, perhaps we can help you find this boy?"
The others all looked hopeful at that, maybe they'd have a chance after all.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
