((Just wanna mention that the Eddie guy the group mentioned in part one is not Eddie from 400 Days. He is an OC based on the GTA character of the same name. I thought the stache group having no interaction at all would be a bit weird, which is why they met him. He wasn't a big threat but he is dead now as he attempted to attack another survivor after getting off the island, which backfired. Anyways, enjoy.))

Kenny raised his hands in the air and began waving them to call for help. "Don't take out your guns yet, it's best to wave em down and see if they're friendly." He whispered to the group. Duck and Ben nodded, holding their hands up in solidarity.

"And if they're not?!" Travis questioned, obviously scared. His right hand hovered over his back pocket, where his gun was.

"Duck down and wait for me to clear em out. We'll take their boat IF they aren't friendly. For now, play nice." Kenny explained, his tone becoming more stern. Travis rolled his eyes and rose his arms, surrendering. The boat got closer and the figures on the wooden paddle boat were more visible. There were two women, an Asian man who looked around twenty and an older male with a rough face. The women and man beside the older male, who appeared to be their leader, held assault rifles, though they weren't aimed at the group. "Heya! You guys friendly? Our batteries run out and we're looking for a trade!"

"We don't want any trouble!" Ben yelled out. The man sized the group up, smirking at the sight of the kid and nervous teams.

"You don't look too threatening. Y'all got names?" The leader questioned, stepping forward. The boats were only six feet apart.

"I'm Kenny. My boy's name is Duck, that there is Ben and that's Travis." Kenny responded, pointing at the boys with one hand whilst holding up his other.

"Interesting. Your battery is dead, huh?" The male asked, kneeling with one leg to lean closer.

"Yeah, we're in a bit of a jam. Can you help us?" Kenny asked.

"..Sure. We can help. But, you'll have to help us with something too." The man responded, smirking like the biggest asshole on earth. It gave Travis and Kenny bad vibes while Ben was just creeped out.

"Anything! We really need to get back to shore." Duck spoke before his dad, eager to leave the middle of the ocean.

"Well, climb aboard. We'll send some people to look over your boat." The man offered his hand, no one took it just yet though.

"Uh.. I'm not sure if this is a good idea." Ben whispered to their leader.

"How do we know he won't kidnap us or something?" Travis muttered, catching the eye of the graying man.

"Because, if I wanted to kidnap you, I would have done it already. My group needs your help." Everybody looked at each other, thinking this through. They weren't expecting him to hear them.

"Alright. Come on." Kenny commanded, grabbing the man's hand. "What's your name anyways?"

"Randall. Apologies for skippin' the pleasantries on my part." Randall answered, pulling Duck, Ben and Travis up after Kenny.

"It's fine. I get it." The ex fisherman replied.

"It's nice to find more people out here. There's almost nobody in this area." Travis noted, smiling at the intimidating guards. They shrugged, except for the male who smiled back.

"Not always pleasant to have people around. Lotta sick fucks out there, you know." Randall replied, sitting down across from the four who sat together. "So.. Lemme give you the mission briefing: We had a thief come in a couple days ago. We need you and to go check out the nearby forests to find her."

"What's she look like?" Ben asked, hugging his knees.

"She's around thirty, brown medium length hair, a tough bitch. She wears this camo jacket and pants which makes her a bit of a pain in the ass, but we have spotted her a few times. She's alone as far as we know, and we have no idea where her camp is." The appearance sounded somewhat familiar, but Kenny wasn't sure how.

"You want her back alive or dead?" Kenny asked.

"Alive. It doesn't matter how injured she is or what you did before, as long as she's able to speak, you're golden." Randall answered.

"Okay. Fine. What's in it for us?" The mustachioed man followed up.

"I'm glad you asked. You get a battery for your engine boat, a bag of essential supplies and if we happen to get our supplies back too, I wouldn't mind doing other repairs on your boat." Randall explained, folding his arms whilst hoisting one of his legs over the other.

"That's incredible!" Duck exclaimed, causing the older man to smile.

"Yeah, thanks so much!" Ben agreed. Travis and Kenny were still a bit suspicious.

"Don't thank me yet. We'll take you to the last place we saw her, and you can work from there. Y'all got guns on you?"

"Yeah, pistols only though." Kenny answered.

"So you are friendly, not just desperate. Norma would like you, even if you are weak." Randall muttered with a light laugh.

Choices:

A: What was that?!

B: Who's Norma?

C: Thanks?

D: …

Relationships:

Duck is okay with your decision as he is desperate to leave the sea. 10/10

Ben is extremely happy you decided to play nice. These people already terrify him. 9/10

Travis would have rather intimidated Randall and his people than look weak. 7/10

Randall likes you, even if he thinks you're weak. 6/10

((QOTC: Thoughts on Randall? I love the guy even if he is a bit generic, maybe too similar to Troy and Abel.))