Fort Mercer

Dawn was approaching many of the men had Just woken up. John did not sleep, being Undead meant he did not need to. He had already saddled horses to four stage coaches. and loaded ammunition, and food into each one. The men began to say goodbyes to people that had met whilst in the Fort. anyone that had family to look after had decided to stay at the fort.

"Alright, we leave in five minutes. I'll lead the way." John said. He had given bottles of bait to several people to use to get the Undead away from the gate.

A soldier approached John "Mr Marston. Go to Gaptooth Breach. There are more survivors there, maybe you could recruit more people to your cause."

"Thanks, We'll stop on the way, see if we can Help in anyway."

Jack was doing one final check on his weapons. They were all fully loaded. He turned to see Cathy standing behind him. "Hi." he said.

"Hi." She took a few steps towards him."So you're leaving?" Jack could hear that sadness in her voice.

"Yeah. We leave in a few minutes. I really wish I didn't have to." Jack said. He had only known her a few days, but he had taken a real liking to her.

"Me too. I don't want you to leave." She croaked, Jack could tell she was on the verge of tears.

"Come with me." Jack blurted out.

"What!" She asked suprised. "Jack I don't think I should."

"Why? The Fort is protected, Those things ain't getting in here. And the Army is here to protect, the people here."Jack said. "You can ride in Pa's stagecoach. I'll be there as well. So what do you think?"

Cathy thought for a second. She then nodded silently before hugging Jack. "Thank you." she whispered.

John walked towards Jack and Cathy "Hey we gotta go. Jack, you're riding shotgun, Miss Ward you can take the inside with Bonnie, Riain, Irish and Javier."

The two walked towards the front stagecoach and took there allotted spots. Bonnie, Riain, Irish and Javier were already seated. Everyone was holding a rifle. Cathy took that was lying on the seat and held across her lap. Jack and John climbed up to the seat at the front of the Stagecoach. Everyone just follow me!" John yelled "Open the gate!"

Once John gave the order two people on top of the wall threw bottles of Undead bait at the ground causing them to move away from the gate. Four soldiers pulled the gate open and John whipped the horses on. The stagecoach took of, Jack and everyone in the cabin felt the Cabin jump into life, John was sompletely unphased.

The convoy of stagecoaches proceeded out of the fort and down the road. The numbers of the Undead that were lingering near the fort were massive. John's stage ploughed through them with ease clearing a path for the other stagecoaches. "Jack, we're heading to Gaptooth Breach first. One of those soldiers told me we might be able to get more reenforcements there."

Jack nodded "Take the long way, the Bridge to Tumbleweed is out."

John nodded and steered the stagecoach onto a different road into Gaptooth Ridge towards the mines.

The procession of stagecoaches came near to the mines, everyone readied their guns incase they needed to fight. Rounding the corner they noticed they mines were in utter chaos. The Undead were more abundat here than near Fort Mercer. Everyone began to open fire on the Undead who turned their attention to the newly arrived stagecoaches.

Everyone immidiately began to open fire. Every bullet that made contact ignited an Undead. "HOLD YOUR FIRE!" John called over the gunshots, evryone stopped shooting. John concentrated on the blue flames, His eyes seemed to glow yellow.

The flames began to rush for the Undead and ignite any that were in their path. John then stopped the flames. They began to disappate. leaving many smouldering corpses lying around the Campsite.

Everyone began to dismount. the stagecoaches and gether around John who quickly started to give everyone assignments. "You three search for survivors, you search for ammunition, anything you find, dip it it that stuff in the trunk, Jack, Riain and Javier. We're going into the mines.

Javier gulped. Riain holsered his rifle, and kept a hand on his katana. Jack pulled a Shotgun from the trunk on the back of the stagecoach. "I'll go first."

Jack made his way towards the entrance to the mines. Javier hesitantly followed. Riain, and John went in last.

There were bodies scattered along the path. Several Undead were wandering the mines but Jack quickly dispatched them with his Pump-Action Shotgun. They mae there way deeper into the mines. They found the central chamber was a bloodbath, there were dozens of corpses that were ripped into pieces. "What the hell happened here?" Javier asked. No-one answered his question.

A groaning sound caught their attention, three Undead were making their way towards them. Riain quickly made a dash for them, drawing his sword as he went. If Jack had blinked, odds are he would have missed it. Riain sliced the three Undead in half in a single semi-circular stroke. He had the sword back in his scabbard before, they even hit the ground. "I think we should be leaving." Riain said.

The four men quickly made there way back to the surface. John walked over to the crowd "Did you find anything?"

A red headed man with a beard stepped forward "No ammunition, no weapons, and only one survivor. And he's five kinds of crazy sir."

"Bring me to him." John said. The Red Headed Man led john to a young blonde man who was wearing a US Army Uniform. "Son, tell me what happened here." John said to him, crouching beside him. The soldier shook uncontollably, John pulled out a bottle of Whiskey "Try some of this it'll help." He said pulling the stopper out of the bottle.

The soldier took the bottle and took several large gulps. He started to cough as a result of drinking too fast. "T-t-thank you." he said.

"Your welcome. Now son listen no-one here is going to hurt you. My name is John Marston." John said to the young man.

The soldiers eyes widened "I was told to give you a message from Captain Miller."

"He made it this far?" John asked, "guess I underestimated him. What did he say?"

The soldier turned to look John Directly in the eye. "He said 'Tell John Marston, I'm getting an Army together. Then I'm coming for him and his son.'"

John Clenched his fists in anger. "We'll see about that." He stood up and headed back towards, his stagecoach "Soldier you're coming with us. You'll ride in the back of my stagecoach."

"Mr Marston, he is like nothing I've ever seen. He's not human, he's an animal."

John turned to the soldier. "What to you mean, he's an animal?"

"He climbed that watchtower as easily as walking across a flat piece of land. He's a monster."

John climbed onto the front of the stagecoach. and took the reins."So am I." John said as everyone climbed into the stage coach. "Okay everyone we're heading to Escalara." The stagecoaches headed back East towards the large bridge into Mexico.