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"Woody?" I asked as the truck stopped, Charlie hopped off and offered me his hand. I snatched it up as I hopped off the truck bed and onto the cool concrete of the subway.

"The Jeep. No roof, but it's a great drive, has lights and guns." Riley finished for Charlie as he turned off the subway truck. We all headed up the steps, and instead of just a stair well like a usual subway, at the top of the stairs was a heavy metal door. Riley shoved it open, and we stared wide eyed and open mouthed at the destruction. Apparently somehow the stenches had gotten through the first barriers, knocking down a large metal gate. There were military vehicles, vans, and even small trailers were ablaze as we stepped out of the small building. Charlie took his rifle off his shoulders, looking around the scene.

"Cholo really made a mess.." Charlie whistled, looking around the wreckage. Manolete and Pillsbury lifted their guns, checking around the area.

"No..Cholo couldn't do this much damage...It was stenches.." Riley said, looking towards one of the only buildings that hadn't caught fire.

"Lots of em." Slack muttered as we stepped out into the carnage.

"That's where they got in.." Riley said, pointing towards the metal gate. Slack and I rolled our eyes, no shit that's how they got in. Slack pointed towards the city, where the wave of destruction led.

"And that's where they got out.." Slack muttered.

"You." Riley said, motioning towards Manolete. "We're going to get ammo. You guys go get Woody. Charlie..make sure thing one and thing two here don't hurt themselves." Riley said, with a smart ass smirk. I shrugged, knowing full well that the likeliness of shooting myself in the foot was rather high. Slack seemed more annoyed by the comment.

"Can I be thing two?"

"I can take care of myself." She snapped, ignoring my comment. Riley's smirk grew and he nodded his head towards me.

"Alright. Charlie watch thing two over there. Oh, and make sure thing one doesn't hurt anybody else." Riley said as he and Manolete swagged off towards the ammo filled warehouse. I had a funny feeling..if that place wasn't one fire, that meant there was a higher chance of zombies being in there.

Like my logic?

Charlie awkwardly smiled as us while Pillsbury seemed amused by my awkwardness. Motown huffed, raising her eye brows and sneering at the two of us.

"Thing one and thing two..it fits." She said, her voice holding about a gallon of venom. Slack growled, pumping her gun in a silent challenge. Charlie stiffened up, a scowl written on his face. I kept my smirk, looking the girl in the face.

"That's Miss Thing to you bitch." I said calmly, smirking when she gave me a violent death glare. Charlie grabbed my lower arm, and began walking, his rifle in his other hand. He obviously didn't want a fight to occur, not right now at least.

"This way..Woody's this way.." He whispered, looking around frantically. I took my gun off my shoulder, and cringed lightly, feeling the heavy metal in my hands. Around the corner was a big, beat up Jeep, equipped with lights and guns, without a roof too, just like Riley said. We all fast-walked towards the vehicle, guns raised, and spinning 360's to make sure there were no zombies around. Motown, Pillsbury (Whom I'm going to call Pills or Pillsie from now on), Slack and I had flash lights attached to the top of our guns.

Motown got into the drivers seat, looking around the dash board as Pills got in the very back of the car, while I got in the middle, while Slack and Charlie stood on the sides, looking around for walkers or Riley and Manolete.

"Who's got the keys?" Slack asked, looking around slightly.

"No keys to get. Melted." Pills said, nodding towards a small trailer that just happened to be aflame. Motown huffed, kicking open one of the under boards of the dash.

"Screw the keys, lets just hot wire the fucking thing." She snapped, and then seemingly began to fumble with the wires. I kept my gun up, light on, looking around. I don't really like guns..my names Peace for fucks sake..but if there's a zombie coming at me..and they're not gonna listen, you bet your sweet ass I'm blasting their heads off. As she fumbled with the wires, clearly not understanding what the fuck she was doing. I was irritable, and I just wanted Riley to come back so we can leave. This place reeks of death.

"Yellow to red."
"Yellow to red."

Pills and I looked at each other before laughing a little, still keeping our guards up. Slack looked a little shocked at our similar knowledge of auto mechanics, and Charlie looked..a little jealous. Motown huffed, looking for the yellow wire which apparently kept ducking out of her reach.

"What the FUCK does a Samoan and a pink haired midget know about hot wiring a fucking car?" She snapped as she started reaching for the yellow wire.

"50,000 cars stolen in Samoa..every year.." He said, pointing his gun around.

"You gotta do what yah gotta do to survive..and the hair dye said dark red...and you're just jealous of my cute stature." I smugly announced, watching as the dark haired woman continued to fumble with something that was fairly easy.

"Oh yeah, well a million in Detroit. And I think not pinkie." She huffed, still fumbling with the wires. Damn bitch, are you dumb? Pills or I could have done that, and we would have gotten Woody turned on, and would be ready to get the fuck out of here. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to look at Slack. Her gloved hand on my shoulder, she ushered me over towards her. I hopped out of the car, standing by her side and we began whispering to each other.

"50 million cars in Detroit. 50,000 in Samoa. Everyone. Stolen." Pillsie finished the conversation, thank god that bitch shut her mouth.

"He's really watching you..just as much as he is with Riley.." Slack whispered as we still watched around for zombies. I raised a brow, but didn't turn my head to look at her.

"Who?"

"Charlie. While you were fighting with lord of the bitch over there, he kept turning to look around you."

"Oh yeah...we're looking out for each other.." I blushed, I just hoped everyone thought it was because of the cold.

"...It's more than that with him."

"What do you mean.." I asked, looking towards Slack with my eyes, still facing a different direction. Slack huffed, patting me on the back. My eyes caught Charlie turning and looking towards Slack and I. Oh shit..please if there really is a god, don't let Charlie have heard us.

"He likes you, you silly silly girl. With my...uh..profession..I know emotions." She said, and I listened with interest as I watched Charlie bring his thumb to his lips, and lick it.

I've seen him do this before.

He then pressed his thumb to the tip of his rifle, wetting it.

"Charlie..why do you lick your rifle?" I whispered, hoping that if there were any walkers around, they wouldn't hear us. He lifted his rifle up, his bad eye permanently closed, but the other blue orb was sharp and alert.

"Catches the light.." He said, looking around like he was aiming at something. I looked around us, and there was barley any light. A few street lights were flickering, but they were barley near us, and the only other light source was from the fires around us.

"What light?" I asked, wrapping my fingers around my crucifix.

"How can you see anything?" Slack asked, searching around for Zombies. Charlie didn't say anything for a few minutes, just slowly turned his gun and attention towards Slack and I.

"Good eye..." He muttered, pointing his rifle right towards Slack and I. We watched him aim, and his finger reach for the trigger. Fear welled up in my stomach, and betrayal burned in my chest.

"C-charlie..?" I asked, dropping my gun to my side and looking at him. Slack raised her gun, cocking it and ready to shoot back.

"Charlie!" She threatened, and I grabbed her arm, ripping the gun from her hands. A shot gun blast was heard, just as Slack snatched her gun back and we both jumped, screaming. The bullet when right in between us, and we looked towards the scarred man, tears in our eyes.

"What the fuck man?" Slack asked as I tried to keep from crying. Yeah, I'm a cry baby, so what?

"C-charlie..." I whispered, when suddenly, something grabbed Slack and I by the shoulders. We turned around, screaming to see a Stench, with a bullet wound right between the eyes. He fell to the ground, dead for good while Charlie took his rifle off us.

"A little off center, but I got him.." He mumbled, looking at me with a sad expression. I smiled, hopping back in the car and rushing over to his side.

"Oh Charlie! You rifle crazy bastard, I love ya! Thanks!" I said, completely relieved as I jumped up on the seat, so I was tall enough to press a kiss to his un-scarred cheek. I smiled, sitting back down, and happily hearing Woody come roaring to life.

"Where the fuck is Riley..." Slack growled, still a little irate from being shot at. I shrugged, looking around. They were no where in sight..and I hope that they were alright. I began shaking my leg and tapping my foot, a common occurrence for me when I get nervous. Charlie smiled down at me, putting his one hand on my head, and with the other still holding his gun. Slack stiffened up, lifting up her gun towards Charlie. He wasn't looking at her, but I grabbed his hand off the top of my head just as the shot rang out.

We both turned as we heard something drop, and we turned to see a dead corpse bride on the ground. Charlie hissed violently, ripping his hand away from mine and cupping his ear. I got up trying to pry his hand away from his ear and see what the damage was.

"There..we're even." Slack said, lowering her gun once more and looking all around. Charlie looked up at her like she was crazy, and I would have glared, but I was busy trying to rip his hand away from his ear, a little blood was seeping out from where his hand was cupped.

"Nooot!" He whined, finally letting me shove his hand away. "I didn't hurt you!" He cried as I sighed, seeing as she only nicked his lobe and a side. No hearing would be lost, and it's practically impossible to bleed out by that little wound, unless he's a hemophiliac. I grabbed a little antiseptic wipe from my little baggy, lightly dabbing his ear, and swiping the blood away. He winced a little, but smiled at me for trying to help him. We all jumped as we heard multiple gun shots and I prayed that Riley and Mano were alright. The blood was gone from Charlie's ear, and I held it there, just in case the blood was still coming. Eh, I was babying him, so what?

"Ya think..Riley's okay..?" Charlie asked softly. I starred up at the night sky, the sunset slowly dimming, a bright color of burgundy still seeping into the sky, but the stars had started to come out, twinkling dimly in the sky.

"You see that star up there?" I pointed straight up. Charlie looked up, his mouth hanging open a little bit. He huh-ed, shrugging somewhat dumbly as he stared up into the sky. I smiled, taking my hand away from his ear and pointed towards the exact star that I wanted him to see.

"Wha's that?"

"..It's the second star to the right.."

"Peace...you're pointing to your left."

I huffed playfully, smacking Charlie lightly on the shoulder, but I could feel the blush run across my cheeks.

"I know...I was just..testing you..Hey..you hear that?" I said, putting down my arm and picking up my gun. Charlie froze up, looking at the surrounding area like a hunter. It sounded like heavy breathing coming from where Riley and Manolete ran off to. I hopped out of the car, my giant gun pointed straight ahead as I tip toed inch by inch ahead of me. I heard a whine, and then someone tugging my elbow back.

"Peeaace!" Charlie complained, a worried glint in his eyes. I shrugged, looking towards the ammo building. We heard heavy footsteps as Riley and Manolete sped towards us, at least 20 stenches racing, dragging and limping after them. I winced as Charlie, Pillsie and Slack took down nine zombies in a span of about two minutes. Everyone hopped in the car, Slack sitting behind Riley, who was sitting in the shotgun, seeing as she she-witch was driving. Charlie and I sat next to each other in the back seat, Charlie on my left, Slack on my right. Pillsie and Mano sat behind us.

Woody roared to life, and began to choke to left when Manolete let out a scared gasp. We all turned around to see a headless priest clutching onto Mano's shoulder. We all sighed, knowing that this zombie couldn't bite, so there fore, it was practically harmless. The zombie bent back, then threw itself forward, it's head popping up from it's back, seemingly it was hanging by only a few strands of skin. I screamed, but I couldn't get my gun up fast enough. The priest had sunken his undead teeth into Mano's upper arm, and just as he let go, he was shot through his chest, and then through his head by Charlie, Pillsie and I.

"GO! FUCKIN' GO!" I screamed at Motown. She jumped, pressing down on the gass harshly, but I think she didn't go as fast as she could. Mano held my hand tightly, and I could feel Charlie's stiff body beside mine. We were all silent as we drove, no one speaking except for Slack, who was humming to herself, a sad, slow song. Must be some kind of calming mechanism. I gripped Mano's hand as his face crumpled in pain.

"A-are you..?" I asked silently, and he slowly nodded his head. I bit my lip, before a fire lit in my eyes.

"You're going to be alright. You'll stay with us.."

"What? Are you nuts?" He whispered back to me, as Slack and Riley spoke back and forth.

I heard about Riley's brother, and I couldn't help but cringe. I floated off into my own mind for awhile, still keeping my hand in Mano's. Charlie didn't seem to like it that much, but its not like he's my man or anything, besides, Mano was suffering. If I could just..do what I did before...but on a large scale..

My project would be a success!

I looked up at Mano, my eyes shining as he tried to smile. I heard a swift click of the gun, and I turned to see Slack pointing a gun towards Mano. Pillsie stiffened as I starred at my ex-stripper friend.

"Sorry."

"NO!" I shouted, making Motown jump again, making the jeep swerve, and Slack's shot to dazzle off towards the trees, thankfully missing everyone completely.

"PEACE! WHAT THE FUCK!" She screamed at me, and I got up, standing in front of Mano, shakily standing as Charlie grabbed the bottom of my shirt, begging me to sit back down silently.

"He's staying..he won't hurt any of us! I swear!"

"Peace..he'll be a stench..." Riley softly said from the front. I frowned, still gripping the mans hand.

"Shoot him, and then shoot me too."

Everyone was silent, Charlie's blue orbs filling up with water as he stuffed his face in my side, and I heard an almost unhearable 'no..'

"Slack..trust me...please..I trust you.."

The dark haired girl sighed as she looked towards Charlie, who was watching me with dark blue eyes.

"Peace..what do you plan on doing?"

I smiled at the blond haired man as Charlie lifted his face from my side to stare up at me, Mowtown was driving slowly.

"Its somewhat like hypnosis. Brings the mind to order.." I said, hearing Mano moan, and I noticed that his skin had begun to turn a sickly grey.

"Mano..Mano..stay with me. Who am I?" I asked quietly, holding onto his hands. He was rocking back and forth in pain, as he watched me with reddening eyes.

"Peace.."

"What?"

"Peace.."

"Say it again." I smiled lightly, feeling Charlie's grip on my shoulder tighten.

"GOD DAMNIT PEACE!"

"Alright..it's alright..you're still Mano..who's in the car with you?"

He took a deep breath, and I began to notice that his skin was fully grey, and his eyes red and yellow and his gums had begun to darken.

"Charlie..Pillsbury..Slack..Riley..Mowtown..and you.." He said, closing his eyes and tilting his head back towards the sky. I gripped his freezing cold hands.

"Mano.."

All I got was a grunt.

"You're a zombie."

Slack spun around to see the fully changed Mano, who was watching me with wide eyes.

"Peace...I-I'm so...hungry.." He growled out. I nodded, placing my hand on his shoulders. I saw what looked like road kill coming up in the road, and bent down to grab it. It stunk, and looked to be what I think was a very chubby raccoon. I heard Mowtown gag as I placed the dead, bloody creature in his lap.

"Eat."

He stared down, taking the thing by the fur and ripping the fur and skin from the muscle savagely. He stuffed the meat of that poor raccoon so quickly, blood drizzling down his chin as he looked up at me with red orbs.

"How do you feel?"

"Like I can kill.." He roared out, lunging towards me.