Day 3

A mysterious illness spreads like a wildfire and people are being urged to stay inside their houses. A whole cruise line of police vehicles makes a beeline to the center of Vancouver to deal with a riot. Aiello and Atticus attempt to go their way as the family regroups safely at home, but find themselves unable to leave, believing it to be much safer with the group. Atticus stays, but Aiello leaves. Just as Aiello argues on why he should leave, a zombie walks into the home, unnoticed by any of them. Aiello is just a mile away from the family home after walking away but stops and turns around to return.


Day 4,607

Aiello looked over his shoulder to see if he could see any threat. Any zombies he saw, he either killed or dodged. When he heard the bear that tore Carmine apart roar, he picked up the pace, this time dodging every single undead he came across.

He looked over his shoulder and saw that the bear was getting closer and closer to him. He jumps down a hill, landing on his feet like a cat before he raises his rifle and took aim at the bear's head. Using his amazing marksman skills, he shoots the bear in the left eye, partially blinding the carnivore. He knew he could not outrun the creature, but he could outwit it and the look on the bear's face told him that he should be 'loaded for bear'.

He rolls out the way just as the bear strikes him. He was almost bitten by a zombie that snuck on him, but he blasted it in the head. He turns around and shoots the bear in the right eye, blinding it completely. More zombies began to surround him and the bear coming at him made the situation worse.

After taking out the dead, he fires one round into the bear's skull just as it was about to lash its claws at him. Aiello smacks the butt of his rifle into a zombie's skull, bashing its brains in.

A zombie snuck up on Aiello, but he moved out of the way and the zombie was caught in the bear's grip and torn apart. Knowing that the zombie virus will have no effects on animals and he just practically gave the bear a chew toy, he ran like hell to get out of there before the bear chased him down using his senses.

He slides down a snowy hill and when he hit bottom, he sprinted across a frozen lake. When he felt losing his balance, he immediately felt his feet slide across the ice. He could tell thick ice from thin ice and he was sliding on thick ice.

As soon as he was on the other side of the frozen lake, he stopped to catch his breath. He first scanned the area in front of him for any threats before turning back to see the bear and several other zombies slide down the snowy hill. The bear was the first to cross the lake, but its weight was unable to be supported by the ice. It collapsed as soon as its first paw stepped onto the ice.

It sank into the icy water with the zombies. Aiello sighs in relief and looks down at his reflection in the ice. His mission was over. His mission for justice was over and it was time for him to return to the one thing he stayed behind for, his family. He knows their current location, their old campsite back in Vancouver. He could not wait to see his family.

His wife.

His son.

His best friend.

His entire group he considered family.

He knew that traveling by car from Fairbanks to Vancouver was the best way. All he had to do was look for some kind of transportation. That was all he needed to do. He didn't need to look for fuel or anything else. He knew exactly how to start a car with no keys and he knew how to fix batteries, rotted tires and ride horses.

Aiello follows a path, knowing that it leads somewhere, but he has no idea where. But following a path is good, because it leads somewhere at least. "Time to get the fuck out of here," he mutters, "Erik, Mila, Kevin, I am on my way home."

After following the path for the better part of a half-hour, zombies began to swarm him. He decided to save the blades and the bullets. He began thinking about how zombies outnumber humans five thousand to one and how more and more people begin dying and dying as the days went by. The zombies weren't the only things killing the living. The living killed the living, even more so than the zombies. Aiello has encountered adversaries before the bandits. He faced soldiers, who all ended up dead. He met a group of roadside bandits, who shared the same fate. He even met a group of fanatical cultists.

It's amazing how people can turn from good to bad in an instant or bad to worse. When the chips are down, these once humane people and even inhumane people, they show their true colors and their truly darkest sides.

Aiello vowed to never walk down that road. He believed that keeping their humanity alive within themselves was the most important thing in this world. There had to be something besides surviving and killing zombies daily. There had to be something worth living for because without oral codes, who are we?

That is why he founded the Moral Ones. There is a line in the sand that the Moral Ones will never cross. Aiello will not become an immoral being no matter what. He has never turned into a cold-blooded killer focused only on survival because he had a son and he was four years old. What a parent does in front of their four-year-old child will influence them for the rest of their life. He did not want that for little Erik.

Erik is the future of this world.

Aiello's stamina was to be matched, but even he needed to sit down at one point or another. Aiello sits up against the tree with the slow-moving zombies coming in from a long distance. He had a good recovery time. All he had to do was rest for thirty seconds and then he should be on his way.

His father worked on the track. He was a railway track worker, meaning that he installed train tracks and jobs like that require a lot of physical labor. His father had to be in the good physical condition and since he was, he exercised with Aiello so he can be in peak physical condition and as a result, he has a chance at surviving this world.

Just as he gets up, he hears something behind him. A branch snaps and he snaps his body around to investigate. What he saw surprised him. It was what he called a 'Tally' which was a tall zombie that towered over a survivor of average height. There was nothing wrong with the zombie, just the person who died was extremely tall and the zombie in front of him was about six-eleven.

Aiello jerks his head back as the Tally punches him. He jams his rifle into the Tally's chest and fires, blowing up its heart. It stumbles back and he aims at the head and fires. The Tally was dropped instantly and Aiello used this moment to run away from the zombies that were attracted to the loud sound of the firearm.

Several minutes later, he stumbled upon a gas station filled with cars covered by snow. He makes way for one of the cars and cleans the snow off of it. It was not going to work. Even if he got it working, he was not going to be able to drive in the deep snow.

He looks around the gas station several more times before he stumbled upon a nearby garage. He was about to open it until he saw a lock on the garage handle. He identified it as a PJB lock. All that was needed was a stomp.

He stomps on the lock, breaking it instantly, shattering it under his feet. He opens the garage to find himself in a warm environmental garage. In the middle of the garage, was a dead man lying against a snowmobile and it looked like the man was bitten on the shoulder and became a zombie but was playing dead until Aiello finally opened up the garage door. Aiello paid his respects, despite not knowing the man and he put the man out of his mercy before turned back to the snowmobile. Judging from the skin patches on his recent zombie kill, he deduced that this man waited himself out on purpose no longer than a week ago and he hid in the garage so he wouldn't eat anybody when he turned.

He found fuel and the keys needed for the snowmobile and proved his theory that the man was only dead for a week was proven true. He quickly fills the snowmobile up and jumps on to start up the snowmobile, making sure both his weapons were loaded and his knives weren't going to poke him in the side. Before he boarded the vehicle, he wrote on the outside of the wall with his permanent marker, 'The Moral Ones'.

"I'm on my way son." He drives off on the snowmobile.

Aiello spent the next several hours traveling from city to city to try and get to his family. Every time he ends up closer to his destination, there would always be something interrupting him. He had no idea why.

When he arrived seventy miles away from the border the next day, he was encountered by a massive herd of zombies on the freeway. He already ditched his snowmobile when he left the snowy lands, so now he was using whatever kind of transport he could use.

Right now, he was walking on the freeway and that is when he met the herd. He was easily outnumbered three hundred to one.

He sneaks past the zombies by going underground in the sewers and coming out on the other side and continued with his quest to get back home.

When he made it fifty miles out on foot, he found a working motorcycle at an auto shop and used to drive off. Just as he was twenty miles away, he was met by a group of survivors who usually block new people from traveling to the border for some reason, most likely for security reasons (the government was completely dead after all).

"Hey there," Aiello said to the lead man, "I am just trying to get back home to my family. I promise you and everyone else and I am a man who never breaks his promise."

"How can I trust you?" the lead man responded asked in suspicion, "You could be a bandit for all I know."

"I hate bandits. I came back from Fairbanks after killing bandits. I killed them because they threatened my son's life. They held a knife to my son's throat. I already made all seven of them pay."

The lead man turned to another man and spoke. Aiello could not hear the conversation, but he was so sure that the man was talking to him about letting him pass, or so he hoped.

The lead man turned around and told him that once he crosses the border into Canada, then to keep his guard up.

"Why? I can take care of myself around zombies."

"Not the dead, robbers. Since you are entering Canada, then I must warn you about the large group of robbers that inhabit the border. I have no idea of their current location, but I know they are armed and dangerous. They are like us, border guards. However, instead of just guarding, they rob people of all their food, supplies, clothes and medicine before letting them enter or leave the country. If they catch any trespassers, they will shoot them on sight."

Aiello took his warning. "I will keep that in mind, but if I have to give up all my survival equipment to see my son, then so be it."

"Just watch yourself out there, don't die."

"Moral Ones never die," Aiello vowed before he was let to move on to cross the border. "Good luck to you gentlemen as well." He waved goodbye to them. Before he left, he wrote Moral Ones on one of the checkpoints.

Just as he arrived in ten miles out, he looked around for any robbers as he closed in on the border.

Pretty soon, he was going to be in Canada in less than one hour and then he would meet the robbers at the border. Aiello had been wondering what the deal was with these robbers. He speculated that due to their name, they were most likely robbers even before the end of their world happened. He even bet some of them used to be bank robbers but whatever they were before the apocalypse is irrelevant.

Hopefully, he won't have to meet the robbers, because he did not want to kill any of them. He knew that if he were to sneak into the city, then by ginger he was most certainly a walking bull's eye.

Aiello hops off his bike to check an empty pharmacy for any medicine to put in his backpack. He was surprised, yet disappointed to find nothing inside. But he did find a group of zombies in pharmacy uniforms that chased after him.

Not wasting any bullets, he takes out his knife and kills the four zombies. He checks them for whatever he could find and found a key on one of them and a note. The note was written by the pharmacists before he turned and it told him about a whole stash of food and medicine in the large safe in the back of the room. This key unlocked that safe.

Taking his chances, he goes to the back of the room, finds a massive bank-like safe and opens it with the key by shoving it into the keyhole. As the doctor said, there was a lot of canned food and medicine inside. More than enough for Aiello to carry. Enough to feed a small town for at least three years. Following his moral code, he takes as much food and medicine that his backpack could fit and leaves the rest for others.

He takes out the sharpie from one of his cargo pants pockets and writes on the safe after he closes it. 'Food and medicine inside. I took about twenty-five percent. I hope you guys make it out there. Good luck. The key is on one of the dead zombies.'

He puts the key back on the zombie he took it off on and walked out of the pharmacy.

Just as he stepped out, he heard screaming coming from the streets. A terrified man wearing rotting clothes ran from a zombie, but it caught up to him and nearly bit him on the shoulder. Aiello takes out his knife and throws the blade at the zombie's head, piercing its brain and killing it.

The man falls to the ground, clutching his shoulder as if there was a wound there. Aiello drops his backpack to go help him, despite knowing that the man was healthy and there was no reason to get all hysterical but for whatever reason that this zombie virus exists, precautions must be taken.

"Thank you," the man said gratefully as Aiello checked his shoulder for any bites and body for other kinds of wounds. I honestly cannot thank you enough for saving my life." He looks down at his shoulder and sighs in relief as his nightmare was finally over. "Is there any way I can repay you?" Aiello said that the only way he can repay him is that he will live to see another day. Aiello told him about the food and medicine and bid him farewell as he got on his motorcycle and drove off. Even in the apocalypse, there are still good people. Aiello Korell was a prime example.

Before he left, he wrote the Moral Ones on the store. Just like he did in Fairbanks and on one of those checkpoints. He always writes where the Moral Ones were so their reputation can spread among survivors and inspire people to not lose their humanity and retain some kind of morality.


Day 3

As Aiello arrives back, he finds that the zombie that entered the home is attacking Mila and he saves her life. Aiello admits as to why he was imprisoned and why he saved her life, he was convicted of a triple homicide and that he is starting to have feelings for Mila. She slaps him and backs away from him, heartbreaking him. Evan admits to Aiello and Atticus that if they are going to stay with them, then they are to follow their rules and that they will never put any of them in danger. Aiello and Atticus both agree and start boarding up the walls to keep out the dead.