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Desparate

(Brandon 3rd POV)

Brandon kept his his body still, his gun was aimed to the Earth, his mind was set on the horde that kept marching into the town that his group was scattered in. He winced as he numbered over 500 infected marching in a dysfunctional group out of the nearby woods crossing backyards, streets, and homes to get to the downtown area that the rest of the team was sent to scavenge.

"What bothers me is how these bastards got so close."

Brandon grunted as Holstrom crouched next to him.

He watched as Holstrom set up his sniper rifle, a Springfield M1903 nicely chambered to a 30-06, and scanned the horde that was approaching the main part of the town.

"It'll take them an hour to get to the heart of the town I'm guessing. We better get back to the where the others are and get going," Holstrom decided he was content with recon and pulled his sniper over his shoulder before standing up.

Holstrom was a short little man. 5'6, red hair, squarish jaw, brown eyes, which he put a pair of glasses over, very well developed arms with a tattoo of a shield that shows his military background. He was short but intimidating to an extent. He was strong, without question but his height really threw him an advantage because everyone was normally taller than him. He never appeared to be intimidated though. Brandon knew what it was like to serve. It killed the innocence in you. Especially if you are on the front lines. You lose something you never knew you possessed.

Brandon pulled his own gun out, AR-15, military issue, he had a few more but he kept them at the safe haven as they were far too numerous. Holstrom and he proceeded down from the roof they sat on, overlooking the way they had came. They dropped into an alleyway, just outside the main courtyard, they had just had gotten moving when they heard the scream and bullet fire.

They both froze and looked to one another.

"Cassius or Lance?" Brandon asked, his gun raised to the ready, aiming ahead of them.

Holstrom's burrow was pressed together, he was clearly upset. Normally he was calm and collected, constantly confident in everything he did. Now he seemed unsure, unaware, unconfident…

"I don't know but I don't like it," he finally said, "Let's go."

He waved two fingers forward, which meant move out.

They walked out of the alleyway, guns up and ready, Holstrom wielding a pistol, his sniper strapped to his back.

Brandon saw a huge amount of undead moving towards the center courtyard. They appeared to be behind the horde and they hadn't noticed Brandon or Holstrom just yet.

More bullet fire rang out.

"Look!" Brandon pointed to a figure on a vehicle, firing into the undead below.

"Lance?" Holstrom said confused.

Then Lance's figure suddenly fell off the vehicle and into the dead below.

"Fuck!" Brandon said and pulled up his gun ready to fire, holstrom dropped to one knee and pulled his sniper out, aiming towards the horde, ready to kill as many as needed.

Brandon had just got his sight on his first victim when a figure suddenly emerged.

Alek.

He had rotting flesh, and grey blood all over him, his eyes were wide, his face confused, his breathing heavy. He looked lost.

"Alek!" Brandon yelled, rushing forward pulling Alek to the side, Holstrom sat next to them, his gun at the ready, watching for any undead to attack them.

Alek sat on the ground and leaned against the wall, his face looked tired but more than anything, he looked confused.

"Alek, you good man?" Brandon asked, resting his hand on his forearms.

Alek shook his head, "I can't… I just need a minute,"

Alek closed his eyes, his dark hair was matted and gross, his hands shook a bit.

Brandon looked to Holstrom for support but Holstrom's eyes seemed far away.

After some deep breaths, Alek opened his eyes slowly, his old gaze back.

"We were ambushed," Alek said quickly.

Brandon pointed to the horde that was moving the opposite direction from them, "By them?"

Alek nodded, "I found Lance escorting a man and two women, he was moving fast, he was trying to get back to the safe house I guess but undead had cut him off. I came in around a corner and ran literally straight into a group of undead. Lance had turned and noticed me at the last second and fired into the group of the undead, killing them all, getting me all gross and fucking covered by them. I guess I hit my head on the way down."
Holstrom pointed to the horde, "Something's caught their interest. That's a large group too, not as big as the horde coming but huge nevertheless."

Alek shot to his feet, "What horde?!"

Brandon and Holstrom followed suit and stood along side him, "Easily 500 or so, will be here in an hour."

Alek growled and gripped his Kopis handles tightly, "We need to find the others and get back to the safe house."

Brandon and Holstrom both nodded and they headed to find the others.

RIN POV)

"Cassius?"

Cassius had on a simple hoodie with no sleeves, black slim jeans, his white band around his wrist that he NEVER took off, some Adidas, and in his hands was his submachine gun. Same old Cassius.

"Rin?"

His light green eyes looked at her puffy ones, then his eyes widened as he looked behind her.

"Run Rin! Run!"

The horde had finally finished Lance, and the others, and were headed towards Cassius and Rin with full eagerness.

Cassius pulled up his gun and opened fire straight into the heart of the undead.

"Run Rin!" he yelled towards her.

Cassius…

The one had anger issues yet was so delicate with Emmet. Who Mom constantly praised was the best of them at working hard, who flicked Alek when he was focused on something, who argued with Brandon when he saw his weapons.

Rin grabbed Cassius's arm and pulled him with her, "Come on! Forget them! Run!"

Annoyed at her persistence but finally seeing she wouldn't leave him he nodded. They both dashed towards the direction opposite where the safe house was since the undead were closing in.

Cassius and Rin dashed into a nearby restaurant, chinese by the looks of it. Rin dashed through the dining room, leapt into the kitchen, moving through it quickly as she pushed through a back door and emerged in an alleyway.

"Left again?" Rin asked quickly, breathing quickly.

Cassius raised his gun right as undead emerged, "YES!"

He fired at the approaching undead and backed up as Rin rushed left.

She was about to escape the alley way when a group of undead entered the alleyway, cutting her off. Rin yelped loudly and impaled her knife into the skull of the closest to her. She backed up quickly as more undead pressed forward towards her, "Cass!"

Cassius whipped around and fired at the approaching undead. He killed all but two on the left side, but the right side, there was easily over 30 and more were coming.

Rin rushed to the two remaining undead, stabbing them both.

"Cassius! Lets go!"

Cassius had reloaded his gun and was following by walking backwards and firing at any undead that got too close. Rin ran straight out of the alleyway and smashed into a group of undead.

Rin gasped and was shoved to the ground.

"CASSIUS!"

He turned around and raised his gun…

His eyes wide with fear.

He pulled the trigger.

CLICK.

His breath caught.

CLICK CLICK CLICK

The undead seemed to smile.

Rin couldn't help but watch as the undead shuffled closer towards her. She scooted back until her back hit the wall. All she could see were the undead that closed the distance between them… She could hear Cassius screaming her name.

"Help…" she muttered, "Help Me!"

Cassius kept yelling her name.

She closed her eyes.

God… I'm coming home…

And the undead descended on her.

Emmet POV)

"There is bullet fire all over the place Emmet!"

Emmet and Mae were running to where they heard the firing, knowing their friends were there as they were the only ones with guns in the area.

"Do you think they are okay?" Mae asked as they ran towards the sounds.

Emmet thought about it for a second before answering, "Judging that there is an unusual amount of undead in the town, it's unlikely that they are alive, especially if they are forced to use their guns. Despite their perfect uses, the gun attracts a lot of attention."

Mae shook her head, "You are truly merciless."

Emmet blinked at her confused at her usage of the word merciless to define him.

She just pressed onward, keeping her head held high, yet Emmet could see he hurt her feelings.

"Your crying," Emmet pointed out.

Mae shot him a look, "Really? WOW thanks Emmet I didn't notice!"

Emmet questioned her mental capacity if she couldn't tell when she was crying or not. If that was a problem then she must a lot of problems. He felt bad that her brain couldn't function like his.

"I'm sorry your brain isn't like mine," He said sincerely.

Mae looked at him confused, a bit insulted but it fused into a sigh, "If that's your version of sorry then i'll take it. But I don't believe Alek is dead…"

Emmet shook his head, "No I didn't just mean Alek. I meant everyone. Alek is very good at close combat yes, however even he could get overwhelmed. Especially in open spaces as he can be flanked, however if he's on point with his fighting, then he may be okay for a longer time but he'll be overwhelmed. The others with guns are well off until it came to close combat. Holstrom could last longer than Brandon however not as long as Cassius. When he's mad, he gets an unusual amount of adrenaline that allows him to get stronger than everyone else. Rin is great at fighting however if she gets scared she tends to crumble and not use her martial arts. Being overwhelmed means she's probably dead, and-"

"I GET IT EMMET!" Mae interjected, "Shit your a pain in the ass!"

Emmet didn't understand her sudden burst yet pressed onward with her.

Mae and Emmet sat on top of an abandoned prius to catch their breath.

Emmet stared intently at the prius.

Mae stared towards the direction of the bullet fire that kept sounding over the city.

"I wonder who it is…" Mae said quietly.

"It's a prius," Emmet started, "Had a MPG of 51 City/ 49 highway/ 50 street, was very popular and was known for its slow speed. Many peop-"

"Do you ever take anything serious? Our friends could be dead or dying out there and you are talking about a Prius? Seriously? God! You're horrible you know that?"

MAe hopped off the prius and continued to the sound of gunfire that rang out here and there.

Emmet followed her as he hated to be alone.

Mae kept her distance from him until they turned a corner and saw a huge group of undead fighting Alek, Rin, Cassius, Brandon, and Holstrom.

"Guys!" Mae yelled out, waving her hands in the air.

Emmet shook his head.

Her eyes clearly were affected worse than he thought. Rin was clearly a female, yet she couldn't tell. He truly felt bad for her. He need to find a way to fix her head.

"Rin is a female," Emmet said to her, poking her side.

Mae just stared at him like he shit on the floor.

RIN POV)

She felt a huge weight hit her.

She opened her eyes and saw a head her lap, and Alek standing in front of her, his two Kopis swinging whirlwinds of death to any that got within its range.

"Touch her and you will fucking Die!" Alek yelled to the undead as they shuffled forward.

"Alek?" She muttered.

She almost started crying right then. He saved her. Like he always did. Same old Alek. She needed to return the favor later.

Holstrom suddenly was at her side, "Come on!"

She let him help her up and they back out into the middle of the street and backed up as Brandon had already got Cassius out and they both were firing into the middle of the horde, killing a serious amount.

Alek was on the other side, cutting the undead down one at a time. His aim was precise and accurate as his Kopis impaled themselves into the skulls of the undead.

Holstrom pulled out his pistol and shot any that tried to flank Alek, never missing his mark, Rin took a few deep breaths and jumped into the fray her knives cutting into the undead that she faced without any fear.

They began to clear up the amount of the undead to a smaller amount than it was before, but many more kept coming.

"Guys!"

Rin turned around and saw Emmet and Mae, who was waving her hands.

"Alek! Mae and Emmet are over there! We should go that way and just get to the safe house!"

He nodded, "Brandon, Holstrom, cover us as we fall back , Cassius, when we get to Mae and Emmet you cover Brandon and Holstrom,"

Everyone nodded or grunted in approval.

Cassius rushed towards Mae and Emmet, Rin turned around to follow when Alek grabbed her hand and ran with her, "You okay?" he asked, his eyes overwhelming with worry.

She nodded but her eyes told a different story. She knew Alek could tell…

Cassius covered Brandon and Holstrom as they fell back when Alek and Rin got to the others.

Together, with a horde behind them, darkness approaching, and low on ammo, the group together pressed homeward.

Two chapters in one day? How? What? NO Way! Okay so yes your welcome, kiss me, praise me, hate me, scorn me. I love the abuse ;) Anyways i hope you all love this chapter, Please Review! SYOC IS NOW DOWN! So you all had a chance and i might reopen it later but as of now its not open. REVIEW!

-Jules Le Invicta