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Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

She fell asleep quickly. She curled up but never let go of her knife. She woke up when Hawk began to move close to her. Her eyes opened and looked at him. She nodded and then slowly pulled out of her sleeping bag and motioned for him. I warmed it up. She put her knife away adn reached into her bag and pulled out a pen and what looked like a journal. She also grabbed her gun. She moved to the fire where Hawk had perched adn sat down and then looked ahead putting the gun in teh front of her pants so she could grab it if she needed it quickly. She looked at the door. Her eyes alert and intent. She always had lived her life on edge. Always an emergency. Something to be prepared for. It was strange, it was almost a disconnect that she had in this world. It was just an emergency. It was rule of life. Help where you can, but know when you are doing CPR on a corpse. Go on, save the next person that needed it. She then began a quick small entry of how she met Hawk. How she had seen him with his friend. She then closed the journal and looked at Hawk then out. Ohh how she would love to crawl in and lean in close to Hawk. It had been way too long since she felt the body of a human against hers. No she didn't want sex, she was still a virgin, but she longed to be held and feel a heartbeat under her hand.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Hawk thanked Daisy for the offer of her sleeping bag. He didn't need it. Hawk was by now used to sleeping without any sleeping bags. While staying out in the woods during the training by his grandfather. Hawk and his siblings learned how to remain comfortable with just a blanket or two. It was hard to break from old habits. Hawk already had one blanket laid out on the ground. He just laid on top of one while covering himself with the other. Hawk closed his eyes with the last thing he saw being Daisy writing in a book. Somehow this image made Hawk feel better. Perhaps it reminded him of time when life wasn't a fight for survival? The image of a pretty girl writing her thoughts out on paper instead of postings them on the internet. Hawk was really tired, more so then he realized. He was soon fast asleep, yet still aware of everything around him. This was one of the hardest lesson that his grandfather taught. How to sleep and still be alert without showing any signs. Hawk laid there as if it was a lazy Sunday morning. One would hardly think that the world had come apart a few months ago by how peacefully Hawk slept. Hawk never moved from his position on his back. He never stirred once after closing his eyes. The hours slowly ticked away towards the dawning of a new day.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Daisy shrugged when the man turned down her offer for the sleeping bag. Fine be macho. But if I ever take the first watch, she thought, you are going to preheat my sleepingbag even if I have to tie you down in it. Daisy smiled at that image. It was highly unlikely image but it was still pretty funny. The hours went by and Daisy sighed watching him sleep. She didn't stare, just glancing over every hour to make sure he was still alive. The man slept like death itself. She could tell he was aware. If she made a move, he would lung at her. She smiled and then looked at her watch. It was solar powered, a gift she had given herself at the start of med school. It even had indoglo. It was promised to survive Armaggedon. Nothing could stop it. She saw the sun was starting to rise. She looked down at her watch. She put some water into both of the used soup cans and instant coffee. She walked outside still keeping watch and did her morning stretches. Greeting the day. Another day she survived. Another day for possibilities. She smiled walking back and smelt the cooking coffee and watched her clock and then looked at Hawk. She pulled out some dried meat that she had dried when she had found a land not far back stable enough to smoke a good meat supply, which she had. It was not bacon and eggs, but it would do. She smiled dreaming of a high fenced in house with plenty of land. CHIckens running everywhere. She shook her head and grabbed her journal putting it back into her bag.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Hawk stretched as he rose up to a sitting position. The coffee smelled damn good. He bid Daisy a good morning. Hawk removed the blanket from his body. He moved onto his knees and rolled both blankets up. Hawk stashed them away before turning his attention towards the breakfast Daisy had made. It may not have been bacon eggs, but it was damn good. Since the world ended, all the four star restaurants were now closed. Hell, all the restaurants were closed. Getting a hot meal these days was a treat. Hawk thanked Daisy for making the meal. She didn't need to go through the trouble, but Hawk was glad she did. It had been days since he last had a hot meal. Hawk Brody had been on the move since the camp they had stayed at was attacked by walkers. Those people at the camp were decent and kind. They however weren't ready for an attack. Many thought that by hiding out in the woods would keep them safe. The walkers had already moved into the forests county sides surrounding the towns cities. Looking for a fresh meal of their own. While eating, Hawk told the tail of those people at the camp. He knew more could have been saved if they were armed. Most of the people at that camp only had what they could grab while escaping their homes. Very few had anything that could be used as a weapon. It was a damn shame, but Hawk said in this world it was kill, or be killed. Once breakfast was over, Hawk Daisy packed up their gear. They left the old building and hit the road. They rode on throughout that day avoiding several groups of walkers. That night they made another camp and hit the road again the following morning. Later that afternoon, Hawk suggested that they fill up their bikes. It wasn't hard to find gas since abandoned cars trucks were everywhere. They pulled their bikes over along the roadside. Hawk said he would fill up the bikes while Daisy kept watch. He removed a hose from a saddlebag on his bike. Hawk put that hose into the gas tank of a car. He pushed his bike, then sucked on the hose until the gas started to flow. Hawk spit the awful tasting gas from his mouth while placing the hose into his tank. Once his tank was full, he used a clothespin to pinch off the end. This would keep the gas from running out. Hawk moved his bike out of the way before moving Daisy's up. Hawk looked around while filling Daisy's tank. He noticed a truck with a camper on the back just down the road. Hawk watched the camper for a few minutes. He was sure that camper had moved. Then Hawk was sure when it started rocking. After filling Daisy's tank and putting the hose away. Hawk told Daisy that they should checkout the camper. By now she was aware of something being inside.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Daisy chuckled and greeted him back with her own good morning. She handed him the soup can full of coffee and pulled her own from the fire. Setting it down, she shook her head. THe taste of black coffee used to raise the hairs on her arms, now she couldn't function until she had some. She laughed at how happy he was for the warm coffee and the warmed dried food. She shook her head. It is just cured meat. I have been keeping my protein diet as high as I can, I just miss carbs and vegetables. She shrugged. She thought of how she had come across a bag of rice a while ago and had savored each and every bit of it. But food didn't last forever when you were a hungry human. She leaned back. As long as fish are swimming and breeding in rivers, I will always have meat. She chuckled. She doubted that fish were slow enough for walkers to grab. It was funny as hell to watch them try though. She continued to tell the tale of how she found this out. One day when she was sick with a cold, she secured herself to the tree by a stream and laughed watching the walkers reach down in quick jerky movements only to pull up empty handed and growl their frustration. She listened to him tell his tale of the camps. I think walkers are attracted to sound. Large camps, people think they are safe, but humans as a whole are loud creatures. SHE remembered her days back at the hospital and once again wished how if she had a dollar for every time a large party came in and feasted and partied around a sick body trying to sleep, she would be a millionaire. She looked at him and smiled as she sucked the last bit of meat from her fingers and stood up packing up her own things, kicking out teh fire so others might use their safe haven. SHE rode with him and slept with him. Keeping him fed what she could on her canned foods and dried meats. She tried to get him off the chocolate bars, but every person had their vices still. So she soon relinquished and let him eat the chocolate. She smiled and nodded and got off her bike when he said he needed to fill up the bikes. It was fun riding a bike. She pulled out her gun and held it at the ready her eyes moving. She kept looking at Hawk who was pushing the tube into the car and sucked on it. She felt a familiar pulling in her lady region and blushed looking away. She looked around and frowned seeing the RV rock and move. She raised her gun at it expecting it to spew forth walkers. She looked at Hawk with wide eyes as he said they shoudl check the camper. HE was nutss. Her mouth was covered by the handkerchief adn her goggles raised on her forehead. ONly her blue eyes watched him. She shook her head and walked with him at the ready with her gun poised.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Hawk was aware that there could very well be walkers in the camper. What troubled Hawk, was that no other sounds which walkers made could be heard. Had walkers been inside the camper, the sounds of the stumbling around should be easily heard. Walkers weren't a silent bunch. They moved slowly while letting out ghastly moans. When they spotted something to feed upon, the walkers moans became louder. This acted as a warning and call to other walkers. Hawk had seen walkers stuck on sharpened wood stakes. These stake were used to trap walkers. Since the zombies had no power of thought, they couldn't avoid traps. The walkers would impale themselves trying to get to their prey. This was done without fear of injury. Walkers didn't feel pain after all. During his travel southward, Hawk had seen walkers trapped in fields which were surrounded by barbed wire. They would just keep moving ahead and get tangled up in the wire. So Hawk had no fear of walkers inside the camper. But something, or someone was inside and Hawk wanted to find out. Hawk pulled his tomahawk from his belt as he moved closer. The camper was still moving on the back of the pickup truck. Hawk stopped just a few feet from the camper to listen. He could now hear moaning sounds, but they weren't coming from a walker. These moans were the pleasure filled ones and coming from a woman. Hawk moved up to the door and looked in. He however couldn't see anything. The window had been covered with a shade. Hawk waited for Daisy to get into a position to cover him. He reached for the doorknob and turned it slowly. Hawk flung the door wide open while raising his tomahawk in the air. His eyes fell upon two teenagers having sex. The girl let out a scream as she tried to cover her body. The sheet was yanked from her when the boy with her used it for himself. The teens looked at Hawk showing the fear they had in their eyes. Hawk lowered his weapon and slipped it back into his belt. He leaned against the door jam while shaking his head. The boy said he was sorry. He explained that they didn't know anyone was using the camper. He said they just came a crossed it and since no one was around, they came in. The girl was cute with long blonde hair. She was trying her best to cover her body with her hands. The boy had brown hair and was slender. Both teens looked to be around 18. Hawk looked at Daisy while rolling his eyes.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Daisy saw the quiet resolve in his eyes. He wanted to see what was inside the camper. Shrugging, she walked behind him. She covered him. It was odd, she had heard moaning from a walker, but nothing was coming from this camper. Walkers usually groaned when they were stuck somewhere. She pointed it at a spot that would knock down a walker before they knew what they were doing. She watched Hawk move his tomahawk out of his belt and fling the door open. What she saw made her chuckle a bit and shook her head. She lowered her gun and released the trigger. No, we were just traveling through, saw a rocking camper, curiosity and all that. Come on Hawk, let them be alone together. She motioned for him to close the door laughing at him rolling his eyes. Daisy was happy that someone found love in such uncertain times. She looked around seeing the empty highway and moved still holding her gun. She would not put the gun back until they were underway. She thought of how natural the boy and girl looked together. She got on her bike. SO do you want to peep on some poor teens or do you have something else planned for today? She laughed thinking of how the two looked together. Somewhere, deep in the dark recesses of her brain, it turned her on. Hawk siphoning gas and two teens going at it, what was wrong with her?
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Hawk watched as Daisy turned and walked towards the bikes. He closed the door to the camper and followed behind her. Hawk wondered why after finding two more survivors, Daisy just wanted to leave? But he didn't question Daisy on her desire to split. Hawk did want to get home and find out what happened to his family. After climbing on his bike, Hawk said let's go. He started his bike and pulled out. They passed the camper while heading southwest. Not long after Hawk Daisy left, a black van came upon the camper. Four men exited the van eying up the camper. They walked over opening the door. The teens inside were again surprised by the door opening. However, this time it wasn't Hawk Daisy. The four men wore wicked grins on their face at the sight that greeted them. They slowly walked into the camper while closing the door. The shrieking sounds of the girl's screams could be heard well outside the camper. These screams were joined by the pleas of the boy. His pleas were falling on deaf ears. These men didn't care about pleas and they didn't feel merciful. They were raiders out looking for whatever they could find. And they found two helpless teens ripe for the using. These men didn't just plan on using the girl. Oh no, they planned on using the boy as well. He was going to find out that women weren't the only ones who could and would be fucked in this world.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Daisy thought the teens looked good. Not desperate. Teens were a type that were resilient and often very stupid. Plus, as cruel as it sounded, daisy knew just how dangerous horny teens were in a world like this. They were given to anger and shouting as easily as they were to sex. That attracted walkers. She saw the look in Hawks face and shrugged. She did feel guilty, but she was not eager to get teens or kids to look after. It would have to be a very special case if they did. Besides, they didn't seem too keen on joining them. Daisy started the bike wishing the kids well though in her mind and leaving. If daisy would have known the fate of the kids, she would have taken them for a day and dropped them off someplace they would feel secure. But where was that? Daisy sat awake that night thinking of the couple and frowned to herself. When had she become so careless of for that matter the world so stupid? She looked at the gun and thought about how easy it would be to blow her brains out. Simple and easy. For her maybe. But not for hawk. Looking at him she frowned. He would be alone again. Awoken by the shot. Never safe. No she was not careless. That had been the wrong word, she was selfish. Thinking this, she looked to the fire and angry silent tears rolled down her face.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Seeing those teens brought the memory of that camp back in Pennsylvania into Hawk's mind. He knew those people were foolish in thinking that the woods would keep them safe. No one thing could keep anyone safe in this world, not now. During the two days spent in the camp, Hawk Brody became the camp's protectors. However, when the walkers came, as walkers will do, these two weren't enough. Hawk was sure that at least a few people must have escaped. Although, he hadn't seen anyone from that camp again. Those teens were foolish because they didn't lock the door, or have anything to protect themselves with. Hawk didn't see them as being trouble. He saw them as needing guidance in this crazy world. They could have been taught to better look after themselves. To take better care and know your surroundings. Hawk wondered just who the monsters in this world really were? The walkers were mindless creatures stumbling around and attacking anything living. The real monsters were those humans who preyed upon their fellow man. These people had lost their humanity and in Hawk's eyes, they were no better then the walkers. Hawk didn't take from those in need and he wouldn't force anyone into anything. He still believed in free will and the right to choice. Not being able to help those people at that camp and leaving the teens without at least some words of warning left Hawk feeling empty. Hawk didn't blame Daisy for wanting to leave. He had his reasons for leaving also. Still, Hawk believed that more could have been done. He Brody should have pushed those people at the camp into training for an attack. They should have found items which could be used as weapons and armed everyone. Those teens could have been trained before they went their own way. Hell, they may have even stayed and instead of two, there would have been four sets of eyes watching for trouble. Hawk believed that there was safety in numbers. As long as those numbers were taught how to survive properly. The fire Hawk built was very large. It was small since they didn't have cover from walls. He always kept a pile of dirt near the fire. This could be used in s hurry to put the fire out. Hawk sat on the ground staring at his boots. His mind was going over a hundred different things at once. Suddenly the snap of a twig brought Hawk back. He listened for a moment before and snap was heard. Hawk moved to his knees grabbing the dirt and snuffed out the fire. A shuffling noise could be heard followed by low moans. A walker was nearby, maybe more then one. Hawk pulled his knife and picked up his tomahawk which laid next to him on the ground. He was ready for action, yet didn't move. There was no signs that the walker, or walkers had seen the light from the fire. Hawk knew that if they just remained silent, the trouble would pass.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Daisy was about to open her mouth to speak to hawk when she heard it. She pulled her knife and the gun. She moved quietly next to hawk and listened closely. Her eyes moving in the darkness. Finally she made herself a promise. She would change. She would make the world a better place. Next teens she encountered she would help. She wiped her eyes a bit and hated herself more than anything. Being alone had turned her into a monster worse than the walkers and she resented that. She looked at hawk. Hawk would have stayed. She had seen it in his eyes. He would have helped. She swallowed hard and bit her lip to keep from sobbing. She waited wondering what was walking out in the woods.
Thread: World of the Living Dead (loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Without any noise to follow, the walkers soon passed. The rest of the night for Hawk Daisy was spend huddled close in the darkness. Hawk didn't want to risk starting another fire. He kept and arm wrapped around Daisy until the morning came. Once the sun was up, Hawk Daisy took a walk around the camp. He showed her the tracks made by the walkers. 7 walkers passed by last night. While that number wasn't large. They could have still be trouble for only two people. Hawk was sure that he Daisy could have handled them. Although, the sounds of a fight could have brought more from nearby. After gathering their gear, Hawk Daisy hit the road again. They traveled on for a few hours before stopping at a bar grill. Hawk said they could check the place out for food and maybe get something to eat. He tossed Daisy the AR-15 which Brody had used. Hawk showed her how to use the weapon before he grabbed his own. They walked towards the rundown bar. It was all wood on the outside which gave it an old west saloon look. The parking lot was empty. Hawk Daisy hidden their bikes in case some unwanted eyes came wondering by. After climbing a short set of steps, Hawk looked into the place through the window in the doors. He gave Daisy a smile before banging on the wooden doors. Hawk then leaned against the door and pulled a pack of cigarettes from a small pouch on his belt. He pulled one out and lit it up before offering Daisy a smoke and lite. Hawk took his first drag from the cigarette just as two walkers slammed into the door. He smiled and told Daisy everything was okay. Hawk explained that by knocking on the door, the noise would draw the walkers inside. He said this way you can see how many are inside. Hawk waited for a few more minute while the walkers clawed at the doors. No more showed up, so Hawk told Daisy to stand ready beside the door. Hawk said when he nodded his head, Daisy was to open the door and let the walkers out. He would then take care of them while she started checking the place out. Hawk swung his AR-15 over his shoulder then pulled out his tomahawk. He stood at the top of the stairs with the walkers looking right at him. Hawk then gave Daisy the nod. He was ready to take on the male female walkers.
Thread: Bound & Bred (Trixie x Malin)

The world slowly came into focus, dark masses that only hinted at shapes and muted colors slowly resolving themselves into a floor and a set of steel bars Leah groaned, trying to roll over onto her side and finding that it was quite hard to do when one's arms refused to cooperate with you. Teetering on the side of her arm, she threw herself onto her back with a wince of pain from both shoulders, letting her get a better look at the world above her. More bars, though they had the decency to at least be a good six feet above her rather than right in her face. How nice of them. Leah continued to try and turn, working herself onto her elbow so that she could sit up. Where the hell am I? she thought, feeling the dark miasma of unconsciousness seeping away from her mind. The last thing she could remember was... ... she had been walking home from work. She worked as a librarian -- hardly the most exciting of jobs, but one that allowed her to spend all day in a place she so loved, the halls of a quiet library. It was rarely that busy, allowing her to put her nose in a book and only very occasionally her hand between her legs during those moments where she was all alone with a particularly steamy novel -- the type of which was in her bag before she'd passed out. But... what had happened? She remembered a strange smell, just before she got home, before she had woken up here. Hello? she called out. Wherever it was, it couldn't be good. The world around her was pretty much entirely dark, she was in a cage, and her wrists were tightly bound. Such rarely boded well. ------------ Figure Ref