Thread: Neuleben (christian & DA)

Sheriff Bill was pushing almost 50 years old as he walked around and made sure everyone was doing their jobs for the night. Patrolling both the wall and the town itself. This was one of the first towns the zombie usually hit from the old crash site 20 years ago, lately however, there had been more attacks. The numbers were the same, a small group of ten or twenty zombies but the number and times they attacked had been increasing dramatically. Hence they put tangle wire and bells and other things to warn them and defend the town. His deputy, Wyatt was doing the same with his idol, the sheriff, a young lad he had the heart and love for the town but he lacked a backbone dealing with humans. Bill had to admit he was a good shot. Hitting zombies heads at extreme range with an old Winchester repeater he rarely if ever missed. Bill was glad Wyatt was a good man and knew he would do well as a deputy but being sheriff was wholly different matter. Bill took off his hat the night heat causing his graying hair to itch under his hat. Wyatt was seeming fine dressed in suit-like outfit his coat going down to his knees his little gunslinger mustache seeming made him look suave. He looked like a cowboy. Where Bill was more rugged his white t-shirt and jeans and boots dirty with dust and mud and sweat. Bill and Wyatt were discussing their defenses as they were walking. They soon noticed Perrin sleepwalking again. Bill sent Wyatt off to check her house while he stayed and tried to wake up Perrin. Wyatt would notice the door to Parrin's and Matties home was open and he took out his .44 1851 style pistol he slowly made his way inside, flashlight shining Mattie? he called out as he carefully checked the house. Seeing it was clear He sighed Mattie! he yelled out as he holstered his pistol. When he saw Mattie he said Perrin was caught sleepwalking to the gate again..... he saw her annoyed face and sighed sorry for disturbing you. Bill wanted me to make sure everything was ok here. he said timidly. Bill in the meantime had gotten Perrin to wake up Perrin you were sleepwalking again... everything ok? after hearing her answer he said come on let's get you home and back into bed. No use doing anything tonight. with zombie running around two types scared people in the town the Runners with their claws and speed and the Rams tanks or flesh. There was also the Executioner, zombies with giant axes but so far the town only ever saw one. Took everything they had to bring it down that was five years ago. But still they invest in Gatling guns and a couple cannons, just to be safe. However most had small arms pistols and rifles..there was an assault rifle or two but most was old fashioned wild west type guns. Outside the town, there was a five-man squad watching the town. Tausev was their race along with the Floves, both races stranded on this godforsaken planet with the humans and the Krorks. The squad had a few drones, two gun drones and a missile pod drone and recon drone in addition to a devil transport. They were better armed than the humans of the town they watched. But what concerned them is the zombies seemed more attracted to this town than others. In fact for the past month the other towns only had one maybe two attacks by the zombies and they were no more than ten zombies at a time, here it was getting closer to double that and more frequent and this concerned Vio and he had a suspicion someone was luring them to the town somehow as he watched through his Visors. Then he noticed a few zombies heading towards the town. This time there were thirty no... 40 and the runners were secretly ripping up the tangle wire. Vio even saw some of his kind who had been turned into these things and they were bounding up their skin a bluish black and now they spiky tails and claws. The human zombies even had a Ram type zombie stomping towards the town. Vio got his comrades up there was going be a big fight and they needed to help the humans for now. Vio, as much as he detested the idea, his honor demanded he help them despite his personal feelings on the matter.