Probably the worst chapter. Wasn't much chemistry built between the two, besides a little scene, this entire chapter is pretty badly written, but I really wanted to get this part of the story so I could move on to more chemistry and relationship between the two.

''Hello, Norma.'' The walkie talkie was silent for a second. ''...It's you, isn't it...'' Good to know I wasn't forgotten. ''Bingo! Now, what do you want?" I asked. I already knew the answer, but I decided to stall for as much as I could. ''You know what I want. My brother. We heard the shots, we know where you are.'' Well, that's great. ''Is that a threat? I'll tell you what. You go back to your fucking docks and I'll send your brother, handcuffed, there. But, you have to promise you'll leave us alone.'' It was a risk. Randall could easily lead a bigger group back down here if he wanted, but Norma would be the one to call it off. ''...Fine. Did you hurt him?'' I pulled the lever again for good measure, earning a scream from Randall, and a crack in his hands. ''Well, when you think about it, did I hurt him or did he hurt himself?'' She was gonna find out sooner or later, so why lie?

''You bastard! We'll be there to pick him up soon. He better be in top condition or I'll kill every single last one of you!'' And with that, it clicked off. ''Heh, you had a good run...But that all ends when my sister gets here. First, I'm gonna take that wrench,'' He nodded to a wrench on the floor. Wait, when did that get there? That wasn't there when we were fig- ''And I'm gonna smash Your skull, then yours, then Sam's and last but not least, those two kiddies inside...'' Obviously, this man is a sadist. I grabbed the lever and pulled. I did a complete turn with the lever, I didn't see it but I knew Randall's hands were dust on the inside. ''Fuck you! You're so high and mighty with me trapped, but just two hours ago, you and your girlfriend were begging for your lives!'' I would've pulled again, when Sam came in with James behind her. ''Hey, what's happening?'' She asked. ''Well, don't you two look like your daddy? Back when he still had-'' Randall was cut off by my fist slamming into his face. ''Bring James inside. I need to talk to you.'' If someone was gonna tell her about John, it sure as hell won't be Randall.

She left and brought James inside, which gave Paige and I a little bit of alone time. ''You don't understand. This is the world we all will die in. Kids, Adults, elders, brothers, sisters,'' I flinched at the word sister. ''And then, they get up, and keep walking, keep killin. And the end of that comes when someone jabs a screwdriver into their skull.'' I was done. I grabbed the wrench. ''Do what you think is right. He deserves it... For John.'' Paige said. I winded up. Randall was looking calm about the whole thing. I guess he doesn't care what happens, since he thinks we're all gonna die by his sister anyway. ''Do it kid. I got Greg killed. I shot Sam. I even gave Pete a swim in the ocean.'' Wait, what? ''Ha, just fucking with you.'' I swung as hard as I could. Teeth, blood, brain matter and pieces of his skull flew out, landing on the floor. Randall was limp, hanging only by his hands, or what was left of them. I went outside with Paige and bumped into Sam. ''Sam, I need to tell you something.'' This girl lost her parents and her brother. It seems we have more in common than before. ''Your father...He got...'' I couldn't do it. I looked at her face and she knew what I was trying to say.

She fell to her knees crying. ''Goddammit, No..NO!'' I grabbed her and gave her another hug. I knew what it was like. The worst part is, was that when I killed them, I never gave them a proper burial. They died, and I just grabbed my sister and left. I never returned. The guilt was just too much to handle, it was one of the main reasons I almost shot myself when I met Pete. If he wasn't there, I would've been just another survivor who guilt caught up to. ''Vinz...Please, don't leave me...I only have two family left...'' I wasn't planning on it, but if we didn't prepare for the attack, I wouldn't have a choice. ''Sam, Norma is coming, and I really can't hold up Randall's body and give it to her, so It's time to fight. Not just for me, or Paige, or Alex and James. Do it for your parents. For Greg.'' We have absolutely no firepower. We have Paige, me and Sam, who's injured, so she's out. We would have to escape, but I wasn't gonna let Norma do the same.

10 minutes later

Paige and I had gotten the guns from Randall's friends and John's room, which contained a vast collection of firearms. Pistols, knives, shotguns, rifles,machine guns and, the best part, Grenades. I don't know how the fuck a lawyer got a Grenade, Paige said something about how the old owner was a war vet,but whatever. I heard a knock on the gate and went over to investigate. ''Norma?" ''Who else would it be? Open the gate, NOW!'' Jesus, not even a hello. Paige had gone onto the top floor and set up a little sniping hut. I looked over at the window to make sure she had my back, and saw her gesture ''23'' with her hands. 23 vs 2 not the best odds, but...''I thought I said open the gate!'' I pulled the gate open and was greeted To Norma leading a group, all carrying assault rifles. Scanning the crowd, I saw a familiar face. Zachary. I thought for sure Zachary would have left, or gotten killed, but he stayed? ''Where is my brother?'' Zachary looked up at me, his face dripping with guilt. It was now or never. I motioned for Paige and she started firing into the crowd, dropping 3 almost instantly. I pulled my own rifle and started run and gunning backwards into cover. Norma was already running for cover, so I only hit 4 random guys before the group finally realized what was happening and started diving for cover. 16. Paige was now firing rapidly, she hit two guys behind the fountain and 1 trying to flank me, I aimed at Norma,but couldn't get a open shot. I settled for 1 guy trying to open the house door, probably to take out Paige. He dropped instantly, but he didn't die, he pulled out what seemed like another flare gun, but instead of firing at me, fired at the house. I couldn't get him until after the damage was done.

12. I didn't know where Sam or the kids had gone, but the fight needed to end now before they got trapped in there. I took out my grenade. Pulling the pin, Immediately panicked, I had never held a grenade, why the fuck would I try this?! I threw it in the general direction the gunfire was coming from. The entire fountain was obliterated. Bodies laid everywhere, about 8 in total, meaning 4 people were left. The house was not looking good. The garage was engulfed in flames, the entire right side of the house was on fire, but I NEEDED to save Sam, whether that mean risking my life or not. I ran into the house ignoring the flames and the new set of gunfire coming from behind me. ''SAM!?" ''Over here!'' I looked over by the stairs and saw Sam with James and Alex, both holding a backpack. ''Sam, get outside, the house is going down now. Where's Paige?'' I needed Paige out of the house with Sam. If she wasn't, I might die and then Sam and her brothers won't have anyone to defend them. I sprinted up the stairs and into Paige's sniping hut. She looked at me, and I motioned for her to get her things and to get the hell out. I wasn't done though.

I went downstairs and started looking at what was left of the house. Norma needed to die. I was walking through the living room, when two pairs of hands grabbed me from behind. I quickly elbowed one of them in the stomach, causing him to release his grip and allowing me to aim my gun at the other, firing and killing him. The other one didn't last much longer. Norma, hearing the gunfire, ran into the house, which was practically in shambles and came into the living room. I aimed my gun and fired immediately, only to hear a click. Empty. Norma raised her pistol. Time seemed to slow down. I couldn't run to my right as the fire was still there, and I couldn't run to the left because there's nothing I could take cover in. I closed my eyes.

I promise in the next chapter there will be a lot more chemistry built between the two.