Sorry for the wait, but here's Chapter 5. Enjoy.

Chapter 5: Meet the Good and the Bad

"Alright, just aim, take a deep breath, and fire." Hannah commanded before a gunshot echoed around them.

Aaron and Hannah watched as the zombie fell to the ground while others just walked around, acting as if nothing had happen. Aaron looked at Hannah with a grin. {And you said this was hard.} He held the sniper rifle in his hand.

"Well, this is just the beginning, wait till we get to the big guns." Hannah smirked.

Aaron grinned wider. {I can't wait.}

Hannah and Aaron woke up to another sunny day, however, they woke up in the same position they had the first time and Hannah had knocked him off the bed this time. However, they made up and Hannah decided to go on further with his training on being human, like using a gun instead of his teeth and claws.

"Okay, one thing about you and the gun…you're too tense, you're looks like you're thinking the gun is going to backfire on you and kill you instead of your target." Hannah stated as she walked up to him, taking the gun in the process.

Aaron crouched back down before leaping on the concrete wall of the mall's roof. {Well, let's see you do better than, shall we?}

Hannah scoffed at him and took her position before firing at one zombie and another one in less than five seconds. She turned to Aaron, who wore a shock expression.

He quickly fixed that. {You just have more skill with a gun than me, so what?}

"True, but I was more relaxed, you just need more practice, no need to go bite off my head." Hannah laughed.

Suddenly, a voice spoke from behind them. {What's that Hunter, lunch?}

Aaron and Hannah turned around to see a Smoker standing there while eyeing Hannah. Aaron quickly stood in front of her. {No, she's my friend so she's not to be harm by anyone unless they want to deal with me.}

{Aww, come on…you know what her kind does to us, one bite won't hurt.} The Smoker flicked its tongue.

Aaron crouched down, ready to pounce. {One more word or move from you and your toast.}

{Just kill him; he's not going to change his mind.} Hannah glared at the Smoker.

This the Smoker backed up. {How can she understand us?}

{Maybe there's more to her than her being a simple meal to one of us.} Aaron sneered, flexing his claws.

The Smoker held up his hands in surrender. {Okay, okay, I get it, I'll leave her alone!} Aaron still remained in his crouch position. {So…how did you two become friends anyway?}

{You could say he saved me and I owe him or…he just isn't like the other Hunters.} Hannah answered, looking at Aaron.

The Smoker looked at Aaron. {Well, looks like there's no need to be staying here any longer, I'll just be going.} He then left in a quick pace.

"Well, that was…different." Hannah spoke after the Smoker was out of sight.

Aaron nodded before standing up. {Apparently, I have a feeling that this won't be the last time we see him.}

"Hey, now where were we?" Hannah smirked lightly as she gave him the gun back. "Oh yeah, let's go on more with your training."

Aaron frowned at her. {Haven't you showed off enough today?}

"Nope, now turn around and focus, let your body relax and work with your gun, do not fight it." Hannah explained to him.

Aaron did as he was told and turn around, this training went on a few more hours till they stopped and headed back inside the safe house. There they relaxed and talked, nothing else. That was until, Aaron decided to ask something.

{What were your parents like?} He questioned.

Hannah nearly choked on the water she was drinking. "Why do…you want to…know about them?" She breathed.

{Well, I'm just wondering how their daughter managed to survive on her own all this time.} Aaron answered.

Hannah wiped her mouth and faced him. "Well, both of my parents were in the military, my mom was a medical officer while my dad was one of the best high ranking soldiers. They taught me how to defend myself when I was very little so I know my ways with guns, meds, and other stuff as well." She took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. "We, some survivors, and other soldiers were traveling in a group…but as the days went by…our numbers started to lower." Aaron looked up at her and saw tears in her eyes. "Once we arrived here…the group was attacked by the horde and…I was the only one that came out alive." She whispered.

{Oh…sorry, I didn't mean to…I didn't know.} Aaron staggered at his words.

Hannah gave a dry chuckle. "Don't be, some of the attacks weren't even by the infected."

{What do you mean?} Aaron asked by that statement.

Hannah's eye filled with anger. "Like I said, there are good and bad survivors and infected…these survivors call themselves Bandits. Sometimes they attacked the group, killed our people, and stole our supplies, which is the reason why our numbers fell greatly." She answered.

{Are they still alive or on the move?} Aaron asked her, wanting to kill anyone who hurt Hannah in any way.

Hannah shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, I just know that they aren't the type of survivors you want to run into."

Aaron's P.O.V

Knowing that humans will betray their own kind is…horrible. I mean, they need to pull together to survive or do they just think this is survival of the fittest here? I look up at Hannah, she seems so broken…these Bandits will pay if I ever run into them.

I crawl over to her and hop on the bed. {Well, don't worry, Hannah, I'm here and we're safe.} I pull her into my arms to comfort her.

"I know…it's just…they caused all of this to happen…all this pain and misery." She stammered.

I stroked her hair and whispered to her. {Don't worry, if I ever run into them, they better pray because I'll make them pay for what they did.} Seeing her like this was just painful to me.

"Thanks Aaron." I had a feeling she was smiling as I held her. "You're a real great friend to have."

I couldn't help but smile. {You're a great friend too, Hannah.} I slowly move away but don't let go of her as I looked her in the eye and just got lost in them.

She was beautiful and amazing…I can't see why people would want to hurt her in such ways. I slowly lift a hand and stroked her cheek with such carefulness and just watched her as we stared at each other. Oh, my emotions were getting the better of me again; however, I choose not to care about them because all I care about is her.

"Aaron, you can let me go now." Her voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

I slowly retract my hand away from her and let her go, I small blush escaping across my face. {Sorry about that.}

"It's alright." Hannah whispered.

Hannah's P.O.V

I watched as Aaron got off the bed and moved towards the couch in the room before hopping on it and curling up in a ball. {Well, I'm taking a nap.}

"Alright, I'm just going to stay up in case anything happens." I giggled as he falls asleep and I grab my journal.

Day 11,

Alright, I named the Hunter, Aaron, and we've grown quite the friendship between each other. Hey, it's better than being alone so I'll take my chances. We just ran into a Smoker while during his training on being human which was really…awkward. This day will probably turn out boring like the others, no action. Let's just hope someone will turn up alive or something.

I can't believe where I am today, first I was alone, and now…

The sound of people shouting and yelling stops me from writing and I listen just to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me. However, it wasn't when I heard the sounds of guns being fired. I quickly hopped to my feet and grab my pack with a first aid-kit and two pistols before putting them in my holsters. Walking over to Aaron, I shake him awake.

{Just a few more minutes.} Aaron groaned.

I sighed. "No, there are survivors outside, let's go check it out."

Aaron was up in a second and looked at me. {Why didn't you just say so, let's go!}

We exit the safe house after he had grabbed the sniper rifle and we headed towards the fire escape. I quickly started the climb down while Aaron just strapped the rifle to his back and leapt down. Once on the solid ground, we followed the voices to the main source of where they were coming from. We crossed several streets and made our way through several allies till we gain sight of the survivors…problem was…they weren't just survivors, they were the Bandits. They surrounded eight other survivors, two females, and six males while fifth teen Bandits surrounded them.

Author's P.O.V

"Okay, here's the plan, you climb this building and snipe the ones farthest from the group, and I'll go in and kill off the rest." Hannah explained.

Aaron looked at her. {Are you nuts, you'll get kill.}

"I've dealt with these guys before, trust me." Hannah looked at him and gave him a smile.

Aaron sighed before he started to climb the building beside them; luckily, Hannah had put a suppressor on the sniper rifle before they left. She snuck around the group to get a view of all the guys and Aaron at the same time. She sighed, they could die or manage to survive and get a few survivors' asses saved.

"I'll ask one more time, where's the rest of your group?" One Bandit asked the survivors.

One of the girls answered. "We're all that's left, there's no one else."

"Bullshit!" The Bandit yelled at her.

Hannah looked at Aaron and gave him the signal to take out the gun in the back. The gun fired and pierced the guy's head, killing him in one blow without notice from the others. Next, another bullet fired and another guy dead, two down and thirteen to go. When three other shots fired and three more Bandits were down, Hannah slowly pulled out a knife. She quietly walked out of her hiding spot but she was still covered by the shadows and slowly made her way towards the closest Bandit.

She muffled him with her hand and stabbed him in his throat. "Nighty night."

She slowly dropped his body with a small thud and moved for her next target. Aaron spied two Bandits, who had spotted their fallen friends and shot them as well.

The one Bandit turned around. "What's going on?!"

Hannah took this time to take another one down in the same manner and pulled out her pistols. That was when Hell broke loose. She ran out into the open and launched herself off the hood of a car and shot two Bandits in the head. The four remaining Bandits turned towards her and growled.

"Who are you?" One asked.

Hannah glared at them. "Take a good long look."

"Wait, I remember her…she's from the one group…her parents were both in the military." One stated. "Where are they, girl, and the others?"

Hannah shot him the shoulder and sneered. "Dead!"

She charged forward, dodging their bullets easily. When she was in hand to hand combat distance, she raised her foot and kicked one of them back and turned to the one she shot in the shoulder. He tried to punch her but she grabbed his fist and twisted his arm back before shooting him in the head. Another came from behind her and she easily dodged his arms and pulled out her knife before stabbing him in the back of the head. That left the finally two Bandits.

"I'm out of here!" One cried and ran in the other direction.

Hannah whistled and he was quickly shot down by Aaron while Hannah faced the final Bandit.

He growled before aiming a grenade launcher at her. "Eat this, bitch!"

Before he could fire, a Smoker's tongue wrapped around him and pulled him into the darkness. There were the sounds of his screams before a final crack which silenced them.

{Hey, it's Smokey!} Aaron laughed.

Hannah smirked, things can happen unexpectedly. She then turned to the survivors before walking over to them. "Thanks kid, you did well." One of them, a black man spoke.

"No problem, those bastards have always been causing other survivors trouble." Hannah replied as she cut them loose from their bindings.

One stood up and growled. "I hate those guys."

"Same here, those Bandits have been nothing but trouble." Hannah crossed her arms. "I'm Hannah by the way."

A girl smiled at her. "I'm Zoey, and this Rochelle, Nick, Ellis, Coach, Bill, Francis, and Louis, and we thank you for your help."

"Hey, like I said no problem." Hannah placed her pistols in her holsters and looked up at the building. "Aaron, come on down."

The survivors listened as they heard the sounds of footsteps making their way down before Aaron appeared out of an ally with the sniper rifle in his hands.

"This is Aaron, he isn't much of a talker but he's a great shot." Hannah smiled at him.

Nick nodded his thanks towards him. "Thanks, you sure got one hell of a shot."

"Man, did you become a Hunter because you sure look like one of the damn things?" Ellis asked as he eyed Aaron.

Hannah quickly answered that. "Well, better to blend in then not, makes us less of a target on the dinner plate."

"Smart." Bill praised their strategy.

Aaron looked at Hannah. {I'm headed back to the safe house, these survivors make me uncomfortable.}

"Alright, we'll meet you there." Hannah nodded before she and the survivors watched him leave.

Francis stated. "I hate small talk."

"Francis, we get it, you hate everything, would you please shut up?" Louis grumbled.

Hannah turned to them. "Sorry about that, Aaron isn't the type to be hanging around new folks; we've been through a lot. How about we take this up back at the safe house?"

"Sure, it's better than standing out in the open." Coach nodded.

Hannah then led them all the way back to the mall and up the fire escape. They saw the safe house and walked towards it. Hannah had a feeling in the pit of her stomach; she didn't know where this was going to lead her and Aaron. But she hoped it turned out alright for all of them. Hopefully.

Alright, here's Chapter 5 and Chapter 6 will be put up, hopefully, sooner and don't be afraid to review and check out my other stories, bye!