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The Walking Dead S1 E10: Attitude

Feb 19, 2015 by DragonJason
imageThe Walking Dead Season 1 Episode 10 - Attitude

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Current Cast:
Ryan Anders [21] (Unclaimed) - Mechanic
Wayne Caly [31] ( Clementine117) - Hunter
Falisha Cane [29] (Unclaimed) - Teacher
Bailey Diaz [14] ( _ivyyy_445)
Liam Flaten [27] ( flatl99) - Lawyer
Kate Foreman [17] (Unclaimed) - HS Student
Klaire Jaxxon [22] ( _ivyyy_445) - Police Trainee
Shiloh Jones [23] ( sikspin) - Bouncer/ College Student
Anthony Quari [26] ( rawr121) - CSI Agent
Cynthia Rayne [18] ( Clementine117) - Singer
Austin Riley [24] ( DragonJason) - College Student
Luke Robertson [19] ( GrrrImABear) - Nursing Student
Alicia Rolex [21] ( Lynette) - College Student
Annie Rumson [14] ( MariahAnn
Ellis Rumson [10] ( MariahAnn)
Izzie Stevens [35] ( Kaseyhope101) - Surgeon
Shannon Stevens [24] ( Kaseyhope101) - Model
Ben Telford [36] (Unclaimed) - Army Sergeant
Tony Tack [24] ( Bandnerd) - College Student
Patrick Walsh [21] ( Mantyke)  - Film School Student

Deceased/Missing/Unkown:
Jake Campbell [18] (Unclaimed) - HS Student
Connor Masterson [30] (Unclaimed) - Lawyer
Zoey Masterson [28] (Unclaimed) - Nurse
Dane Richards [38] (Unclaimed) - Teacher
Greg Anders [21] (Unclaimed) - Personal Trainer
Jemma Rumson [32] ( MariahAnn) - Hotel Manager
Audri Chen [22] ( Clementine117) - Server/Film School Student

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Anthony knew one place where he could be alone and it'd be quiet and that was the second floor, he walked up the east stairwell. He paced about the second floor his thoughts scattered, hands in his pockets he stopped for a minute against a nearby wall, his eyes closed and facing upwards he took a moment to relax with his head against the cold wall. There was no doubt they we're right to an extent, god was he tired. He took a moment here in the quiet, just a moment.

A dreamlike memory flashed very suddenly and viciously, screams coinciding with the image of a partial shot of blonde hair bloodied on pavement, glass strewn around. Anthony suddenly shot forwards off the wall, gasping for breath. These last few days he couldn't close his eyes without reliving the memory, it only drove him to work harder. He pressed his fingers against his tired eyes. "I'll sleep when I'm dead..." he muttered. His mind wandered to the missing weapon, they'd basically ransacked the first floor already and found nothing, maybe he'd do a little checking on the second floor while he was here, he could do something worthwhile and not have anyone worrying him to death. He wouldn't search long, maybe a hallway or two tops.

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Liam sat in the west stairwell halfway between the first and second floor exits. He was deep in thought, trying to figure out how he could get himself out of this situation in case Wayne really did blab to the group. He was also trying to figure out who would take the gun and why? Was someone trying to frame him? If so that would mean that someone had heard him and Wayne speaking about their plans? Why would they wait until now? Was the distraction of this other group too good for this person to pass up stirring the pot. Liam growled in annoyance, there was no way it was a coincidence that specific gun had gone missing. It was then an out of place noise made it's way to his ear, he looked up above him, it'd come from the second floor.

Normally he might have ignored it but he was frustrated and maybe he'd catch someone doing something they weren't supposed to, he couldn't pass up that chance, besides he was curious by nature. So he went up opening the door onto the second floor he glanced both left and right before slowly shutting the door behind him. Now closer he could have sworn he'd heard footsteps, he quietly but quickly walked in the general direction of where he'd thought he'd heard them.

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Anthony had gone room by room using the moonlight to his advantage, he cursed himself for not grabbing a flashlight while he was downstairs, and he wasn't going to go back down now. He was almost halfway through the second hallway when a noise came from somewhere in the inner halls of the second floor he heard some sort of faint clattering noise. No one else should be up here, he stared in the direction for a few moments listening for the noise but it never came again. Maybe it was nothing, but something in his mind tugged at him and so he started walking. The inner halls of the hospital we're much darker not having any natural moonlight from the outside.

He peered down a hallway as he stepped by, spotting a door that was halfway open. He thought it was odd because they'd always keep the doors on the second and third floors closed since they we're mostly unused. Curiously he walked wearily and quietly down the hall towards it, peeking inside he didn't spot anything out of the ordinary just the average hospital room, he stepped inside to get a better view of the room, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness. The only light coming from the hallway which was the moon and starlight being cast dimly throughout the hallway, as this was an inner room with no windows to the outside.

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Liam stopped in a hallway, listening for anything. He felt like he was wandering in circles, that he'd never heard anything and that maybe just maybe he was just going insane. So he decided to go for a last ditch effort, "Hey! Who's up here!" He called out, letting his voice echo throughout the hallways, not too loud but loud enough.

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Anthony's ear perked at what he could only make out as someone calling out from far away, the voice echoing and faint. He turned his head staring out the doorway he'd just come through, cocking his head sideways. "Liam?" He mumbled in confusion.

Anthony never noticed the movement within the shadows behind him, neither did he hear the footsteps as a figure closed the distance between them. He'd only partially felt the large blade as it entered his lower back, at first only as a dull ache before leaving him powerless and frozen, he felt the firm hand pressed against his shoulder, looking down he could see the blade that resembled a machete, it had completely passed through his abdomen, the hand gripped tighter as he watched the blade disappear back into his body. With no support from the hand or blade he toppled over. Now Anthony lay on the cold tile floor, unable to move and unable to speak, the pain and shock too much. He could feel the warm wetness of his blood pooling beneath him. His eyes darting upwards at the figure trying desperately to see who it was his mouth gaping open and closed trying to call out, but only tiny scratch-like noises we're being made, he could taste the metallic tang of blood in his mouth.

"You couldn't leave well enough alone could you?" came a voice as the figure left the room, closing the door quietly leaving Anthony alone and in even more darkness than before.

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Nothing happened after Liam had shouted, other than his own voice echoing back, tapping his foot impatiently as he considered just going downstairs and going to bed, he'd just head towards the east stairwell looking down the hallways along the way, no sense in doing more than that.

As he walked along the maze-like corridors he was honestly only paying half attention, he looked down a hallway, going by when he realized something was out of the ordinary. He stepped backwards for another look, squinting in the dark he noticed a door ajar. Cocking his head sideways he made his way over, gently pushing the door open. His eye's went wide with anger, there lying on one of the hospital beds was the missing AR 15.

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Anthony lay un-moving, his body was numb in the darkness. They always said your life flashed before your eyes before you died, he wished that we're the case. The only thing flashing was the same horrible nightmare that had been haunting him for the last three months, since it happened.

[]The Day before Anthony arrived at the High school[]
Anthony was driving a large pickup truck. His younger sister Tia sat in the passenger seat beside him, their father was in the back seat with their uncle. In the bed of the truck we're five others from their group, huddled together all holding some sort of weapon just in case. They'd been surviving with a few others held up at a hotel when they'd heard that the school was safe, for an hour they argued amongst themselves on whether to stay or go. In the end Anthony managed to convince them to go, not everyone went there had been others who'd stayed behind at the hotel.

"Anthony do you really think the school is going to be a safe place for us to live?" Tia asked cocking her head. He grinned, "Of course Sis, why else would we be heading there. I bet there will be plenty of people, supplies, shelter and who knows maybe even a boy your age that you can have a crush on." Tia puffed out her cheeks. "I can't believe you, hell on earth and your still trying to set me up. Get your priorities straight." Anthony couldn't help chuckling, "Well you be sure to--" His sentence was cut short when another vehicle slammed into them from the side sending the truck barreling over.

After the truck stopped moving he tried to gain some sense of what had happened, trying to shake dizziness from his head. The truck was upside down and he was lying on the roof covered in tiny shards of broken glass. He could hear the screams and cries from those who'd been thrown from the back of the truck, he could distinctly smell smoke. "T-Tia!" he yelled turning to the passenger seat to find it empty. He searched desperately in the cab only to find his uncle and father dead. Only then did he see the golden locks of his sister dangling outside the truck smeared with blood. His eyes watering as he crawled over the glass towards her. "T...Tia?" he asked his voice cracking in fear. It was then that he realized that Tia was gone, most of her body mangled and crushed by the truck.
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Anthony felt the wetness in his eyes swell up into tears, the tear from his left eye following gravity and flowing down into his right eye, then dripping to the floor. His thoughts among those he cared about, 'I just wanted to keep them safe. I couldn't keep my family safe...I pushed them into going to that damn school, it's my fault. These people, this hospital, I wanted them safe. I tried, I really did.'

He felt his body giving in, it was difficult to even keep his eyes open, and as they slowly lowered he could have sworn he'd seen a glimpse of her golden locks before they closed shut.

'Tia I'll be seeing you soon. I'm sorry everyone....'

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Morning had come and gone, it was about noon now as Klaire stood in the front lobby of the hospital, checking over her bag which lay on the tall reception desk, to be sure she'd grabbed what she needed. Shannon rounded the corner, eyeing Klaire as she adjusted her own backpack. "I still don't get why I'm going on this run." Klaire snorted, "We thought it best that you and Shiloh not go on runs together anymore. One of you had to come with me, I just happened to find you first." Klaire buckled the pack before slinging it over her shoulder as Ryan stepped up beside Shannon. "You two gonna be like this the whole time? Should I bring earplugs?" He said smiling sarcastically two which Klaire gave a sarcastic smile back. "We ready?" she asked eyeing the two of them. Ryan sighed, "Yeah but Anthony owe's me after this. I tell him to stop and sure enough he does, skipping out of the run. I asked for this I guess."

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Ben packed the small pistol's in a bag where they we're kept. He reached out a hand towards Annie who hesitated before handing hers over with a huff. "When are you going to trust us with them?" Ben shrugged as he put it away into the bag. They we're in a large room at the back of the hospital, where Klaire and Ben would take Annie, Bailey, and Ellis to teach them about weapons. In the beginning it was where Ben had taught most of the group about the more complicated weapons. They didn't actually shoot back here. Ellis sat nearby swinging his legs, Bailey stood behind Annie. "Whenever we feel that you can handle a gun responsibly." Ben zipped the duffel bag up before hefting it on his shoulder with a grin. "They've got to let us one day Annie stop being so impatient. You ask that question everytime." Annie glared at Bailey who just smiled back. "She's right, be patient. You'll earn it one day, maybe." Ben teased, Annie huffed as she strode down the hall. "Yeah yeah." She knew she could handle herself, she could handle a gun. Why couldn't Ben, Klaire, and the others see that? 'I'm not useless.' she thought in annoyance.

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In a small neighborhood in the exact opposite direction to the hospital from the neighborhood where they'd run into the other group, this neighborhood was much more high class with larger houses. Ryan was shuffling through some of the higher cabinets in the kitchen, his height making it easier for him. Klaire was crouched checking the cabinets under the island table, Shannon entered from the dinning room. She rested her elbows on the island table, "Should we really keep looking? That last house had zip. This place is looted to hell already. Who chose this neighborhood again?" Klaires face was low enough so Shannon couldn't see but her lip twitched as she rolled her eyes, standing she slammed the cabinet shut.

She walked over to the other side of the kitchen checking another one. Ryan had his head turned from the cabinet slamming, watching them with one eye, he could feel the tension in the room. "Maybe we should hit up a different neighborhood." Shannon said lifting herself to sit on the island. Klaire turned to face her, "I've had it with the snarky ass attitude." The two glaring at each other. Ryan moved past them, "I'll check the upstairs. You two...do your thing." He didn't particularly want to hear them squabble.

"You and I have never gotten along. And I've put up with the attitude for so long because we we're the outsiders. Ben invited us in, you weren't on board so I let you have your time to adjust, I really tried to be patient. But it ends now Princess." Shannon pushed herself off the island. "Shouldn't have brought me along then." Shannon said with a shrug. "Oh trust me, we won't be going runs together if I can help it. Ben put me in charge of forming the runs and you just hate it don't you? I should've never let you and Shiloh go on the run together but he asked. It would figure that the only person I have to shift the schedules so that she can't go with two other people would be you."

"Look here bitch, letting Shiloh and I go on the run together was your mistake to make don't go throwing the blame at me." Klaire just chuckled. "You really are--" Klaire was cut off by a loud crashing noise and a small shout from above. Klaire and Shannon glanced at each other before quickly grabbing their weapons, "Ryan!?" They called out running up the stairs. Down the hall ahead of them a door to what looked like a closet was open, many objects lying in pile in the hall. Ryan peeked out from  under the pile with an embarrassing grin, "I'm not sure how after all this time I'm the first person to open this door." Shannon and Klaire smiled in relief as Kalire stepped over offering a hand, helping Ryan to his feet, things falling off of him as he stood. "Kate would kill me if I let something happen to you." Ryan's grin faded as he stared past Klaire, his face turning somewhat panicked. "Behind you!" He called out trying to move past Klaire as a walker approached the unknowing Shannon from behind.

It grabbed her before she could react bearing down on her shoulder, it's teeth within inches of it before Ryan had managed to get his hand on its head, keeping it just far enough. Between Shannon pulling and Ryan pulling they managed to rip her from it's grasp, causing it to stumble forwards into Ryan who had dropped his machete when opening the closet. "Shit!" Ryan called out just before a bullet passed through its skull, blood leaking down onto him as the walker went limp. The shot being in such close proximity left his ears ringing as he pushed the walker off of him but staying on his back taking a breath. He raised his head up backwards enough to look up at Klaire, "I'm so glad your a good shot."

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Austin peered into the room he shared with Shiloh and Tony in hopes of catching Tony here but he found it empty. As he closed the door and turned around he spotted Shiloh doing something similar but at the room next door. Out of habit he wanted to just keep walking, but in the end he didn't. "Have you seen Tony?" He asked stepping up to him. Shiloh turned in surprise but didn't show it, "Not in a while. Have you seen Shannon?" Austin's smile disappeared into half annoyance. Shiloh picked up on this and waved a hand. "I'm ending our 'thing' that's why I wanted to talk to her, don't give me that look." Austin sighed, he was glad Shiloh was doing the responsible thing. "She went on the run." "Oh." There was a pause of silence between the two.

"Look Shiloh, we should talk." Austin crossed his arms over his chest and Shiloh leaned his shoulder against the door. "About?", Austin glared for a moment, causing Shiloh to smile, again with the button pushing. "I might have overreacted a little and I wanted to apologize." Shiloh shook his head, "You we're kind of an ass but I don't think you overreacted. That's why I'm going to end it with Shannon, then fix things with you and Tony." Austin smirked, "And here I was thinking that I was the one who had to fix things between you and me." Shiloh shrugged, "A joint effort couldn't hurt. We good?" Shiloh raised an eyebrow. Austin chuckled, "I was angry, you really didn't need to move to a different room."

"Guys!" Came a voice from down the hall, Shiloh looked over his shoulder and Austin peered around Shiloh to see Alicia. "It's about to rain, help us with the rain collectors!" She waved them to come with her. Shiloh walked backwards in her direction, "I got this, you go do your thing with Tony." Austin cocked his head, "You sure?" Shiloh nodded before finally turning around. Austin watched as Shiloh jogged down the hallway, that had gotten better than expected. Hadn't it?

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Cynthia sat in the lobby near the ambulance bay of the hospital, sitting in a seat she had her legs curled up against her chest and her chin resting on her knees, it was chilly. She was in her own little world when she saw Kate sitting down beside her. She really wanted to dislike Kate, the girl would always appear out of nowhere and just sit nearby. Usually Cynthia would be forced to start the conversations, just to get rid of the silence, which is exactly what Kate wanted her to do. But even as much as she wanted to dislike Kate and her actions she actually enjoyed it. Cynthia knew people talked, about why she was always so quiet, staying away from the group as much as possible, she wasn't stupid. They'd all tried at some point or another to befriend her, some gave up, some didn't. It wasn't that she wanted to be alone, not that she enjoyed it, she HAD to be alone.

"Ryan's out on a run again huh?" Cynthia asked without looking at Kate. Kate turned to look at Cynthia, "How'd you know?" Cynthia simply smirked. "You do that thing with your thumbs whenever your worried about something, and you do it everytime he's on a run." Kate cast her a confused look before looking down at her hands. Wow, she actually did. Kate couldn't help but chuckle, "I didn't even know I did that. Your pretty observant there Miss Lonelypants." Cynthia rolled her eyes, "It's hard to miss your thumbs having their own little party Mountainhips." The name calling was harmless, it wasn't taken seriously it was something they just 'did' it just happened at the right times.

Kate sighed sliding down in her chair, "Yeah I guess I am worried about him then." "He seems like a good guy, why aren't you two a thing?" Kate blushed a little, "We've known each other for years, he's like a brother. Besides I've always had a crush on..." Her voice drowned out as she went on her eyes staring out. "Jake." She mumbled silently. Cynthia finally turned to look at her, "So this Jake..he?" Kate nodded, "He's dead." Kate looked over locking eyes with Cynthia, both could see the hurt in each others eyes for a brief moment before they broke off. "Sorry." Cynthia said resting her chin back on-top of her knee. Kate's smile returned, "I'd like to think he's in a better place. He doesn't have to fight for survival, he doesn't have to see what this worlds become." Cynthia let out a shaky breath causing Kate to move forward in her chair so she could see Cynthia's face.

"I had a guy like that once." Cynthia gave a brief smile before wiping at her eye with her sleeve. "Had the biggest crush, we we're in a band together." Kate cocked an eyebrow, "You played an instrument." Cynthia laughed through the emotion, trying to hold back tears. "No, never. I was shit at anything like that, but I can sing. So I'm told." She shrugged. "So he...?" Kate started not taking her eyes off Cynthia. Cynthia shrugged, "He's gone, and I hope I never see him again. He's the reason I'm like this." She threw her hands forward showing herself off. "A wreck, a mess, I can't even be around anyone because I'm afraid...just afraid." Cynthia was at a loss at why she was spilling her guts out, she couldn't control it.

"That's not true, you and I are friendly to each other, and we are friends." Kate gently and slowly put a hand on Cynthia's hand, Cynthia jerked her hand away. "Hah. See? I can't." Cynthia was half laughing half panicking. The two sat for a moment in silence as Cynthia calmed down. "When the world ended, our friends they died one by one. It's a miracle I'm still here..." She gave a short pause in thought. "...no, more like a curse. I shut down, Bryan...his name was Bryan, well he did everything he could get high or messed up. Then our camp was attacked, we made it out by some chance with another girl. He quit the drugs and I grew a pair, and somehow we became a thing. He was sweet at first ya know?" Cynthia finally turned to look at Kate who was watching and listening, Cynthia attempting a half smile. "Then he changed, started back on that crap again. We couldn't go a day without being at each others throats over something or other. The girl we we're with her name was Kate too, she would always break it up." Cynthia wiped away the tears with a smile, "You remind me of her, she was just as stubborn." Kate smiled back at Cynthia. "Surely nobody can be as stubborn as me."

Cynthia's demeanor started to change as she searched for the words to continue. "Then one morning everything changed. Bryan gave us the last of the bread, said we should eat, that he'd be fine. White knight and all that right? Turns out he did something to the bread because I watched as Kate fell over not long after eating, I tried to get up and call for Bryan but I just tipped over myself." Another shaky breath escaped Cynthia as she tightened the grip of her arms around her legs. "When I came to Bryan was gone...and Kate...Kate was dead." Streams of tears flowed from her eyes as she jerked her head to look at Kate who's eyes we're damp. "She was so mutilated I wasn't even sure if it was her at first. That sick fuck..." Cynthia shoved her face against her knees.

Kate stood up moving to the front of the chair. "Cynthia I'm going to touch you now, I'm going to hug you and for this one damn moment your going to let me because you need it." Cynthia was shaking her head as she kept her face buried into her knees. Kate moved forwards wrapping her arms around Cynthia, at first she started to flail to try and escape but slowly she quieted down, giving in to the arms squeezing her tight.

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Evening had come as Ryan, Shannon, and Klaire stepped out of a house they'd finished searching, bags over their shoulders. Ryan looked at the sun hanging low in the sky with his hand shielding him from it directly. "It's getting late." Shannon passed by him as Klaire stopped at his side glancing at the blood splatters on his shirt. The snow had started to melt somewhat as the day had been warmer than usual. "We'd better head back." He said, Klaire nodded in agreement, both moving off after Shannon.

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Klaire slapped her hands against the steering wheel of the car she was driving, it had just come to a sputtering stop. "The fuck!" she cried out, eyeing the gas gauge. "Ryan your the mechanic how in the hell did you forget to gas this thing up?" Klaire said turning around in her seat to face him, he leaned forwards eyeing the gauge himself. "That's not right. I made sure it was full. I'll get the spare can, just pop the trunk." He raised a confused eyebrow before opening the door and getting out. He raised the trunk up, moving some things around before slamming it back down, "The spare gas is gone." He called out to Klaire and Shannon who we're both getting out now, Klaire stepping around to check herself. "Are you serious? You forgot the spare too? How can you be so fucking careless?" Ryan took a step back. "Woah! Hold on, I filled it up and put the spare gas can in the trunk, this isn't on me. Someone moved it." Klaire put her hand to her forehead out of frustration.

Shannon pointed down at the ground behind the car. "I'm assuming that's why we're out of gas?" Ryan and Klaire both followed her gaze to see a small line in the already melting snow on the road, right up to the car. Ryan dropped to the ground, pulling himself under the car slightly. He shouted something angrily and incomprehensible from underneath, "Quiet down." Klaire said looking around checking for walkers. Ryan slid back out, "There's a hole in the gas tank." Klaire leaned against the car. "When was the last time you checked it." Ryan just shook his head, "No, it's the kind of hole someone made on purpose." Klaire and Shannon both looked at him shocked, "You mean someone purposely tried to strand us out here!?" Shannon cried out in disbelief. Ryan crossed his arms over his chest, "Looks that way. Why else would they take the spare. Seems like whoever it was thought we'd be leaving later, I mean we're not too far from the hospital already. They probably expected the gas to leak out faster."

Klaire growled as she reached back inside the car for the weapons. "We'll be hoofing it from here then." "We should leave the supplies, they'll just weigh us down. We can't carry everything anyways." Shannon said grabbing her own weapon. Klaire shut the door starting to walk off, "We'll swing back around with a second car to get the supplies." "Atleast lock the doors." Ryan suggested still not moving. Klaire turned around cocking her head sideways. "A little glass won't stop anyone from getting in there." Ryan shrugged, "Yeah but if it's locked and they don't notice the supplies then maybe they'll move on." He had a point, Klaire realized as she locked the doors. The three trudged forwards in the direction of the hospital, "Someone's gonna catch hell for this." Shannon mumbled irritatedly. Klaire glanced at her, "Oh they're gonna get much more than that. This was an attempt at a death sentence, someone wanted us DEAD." Ryan was sure to stand in the middle between them as they moved. "Maybe..." Ryan said glancing at each of them, "Or maybe someone's trying to keep us from the hospital, delay us." Klaire shook her head in bewilderment. "Let's hope they we're only trying to kill us. We've gotta get back there, now." They rushed forwards down the street all thinking of their loved ones. Bailey, Kate, and Izzie. Up ahead they could see a dark cloud spreading out slowly from the west, it would soon be on-top of the hospital, and then on them soon after.

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"Annie, what are you doing up here?" Falisha asked from under one of the covers in the vipers nest on the third floor. Annie strolled over with a smile, "I thought I'd keep you company, couldn't sleep." Falisha shook her head, "What am I gonna do with you?"

Falisha and Annie spoke for several minutes before Falisha felt it was time to stop. "Look sweetie, I need to concentrate on keeping an eye out. So head back downstairs and get some sleep and we can talk again in the morning alright?" Annie sighed and wanted to protest but she knew Falisha was right. She nodded before turning on her heel, "Alright but you owe me the details about you and Sarge!" Falisha's mouth went agape. "Oh you little!" she grabbed an empty water bottle flinging it down the hall after Annie who was laughing as she ran around the corner heading to the stairwell. She was two steps down when she realized she'd forgotten to ask Falisha something and with a groan she turned back around heading back up.

When she rounded the corner and spotted the vipers nest her smile faded as she froze mid-step, it was dark, but with the moonlight she could distinctly make out someone on the ground, and someone standing by the vipers nest. The one standing was large and Annie could tell it was a man by the stature, and from the way he moved he wasn't one of the dead, the realization that Falisha was the one on the ground hit her. She covered her mouth so she didn't cry out before stepping back around the corner before rushing towards the stairwell. As soon as she exited frantically she ran smack into Ben almost knocking the two over, he looked like he was about to head up himself.

"Help!..." She started gasping for breath, frantically pointing at the stairs. "Nest.... Falisha ...somebody, somebody's up there!" Ben's eyes stared at her for a moment half expecting it to be a joke but he soon realized it wasn't. "I'm going ahead! Get the others!" He yelled at her as he moved by her and rushed up the stairs. "Sarge!" She called after him, she didn't want him to go alone. She turned to the counter nearby seeing the duffel bag that he'd never put in the armory. Rushing over she reached in grabbing a pistol out of it, now was her chance to show that she wasn't useless. She'd help save Falisha.

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Ben moved on his feet quickly but quietly towards the vipers nest. He'd un-holstered his sidearm and held it in hand, pointing it down each hallway as he passed by. The years of training keeping his mind sharp and focused, even with the nagging thought that Falisha was in danger and that he'd seen the Viper's Nest empty from afar. Once there he scanned it over, he could tell there wasn't a scuffle, nothing was knocked over but clearly something had happened because things we're gently out of place, it occurred to him this was done almost to perfectly. The floor was large, it'd take time to clear every room. Glancing back the way he came he was wondering why the others hadn't caught up but he couldn't wait, for now atleast he'd clear the hallways, maybe the person hadn't gone far especially if they had to carry a grown woman. The clear patter of rain caused him to look at the large outer window as the streams of water started down the glass.

Turning himself he moved down the nearest hallway, in his haste he hadn't had time to grab a flashlight, looking into most of the rooms would be useless without one, even just glimpsing through the window's on the doors so he'd decided to forget that and move from hallway to hallway clearing them. At one point he thought he'd heard something, it sounded distant but he'd pinpointed it to a T intersection hallway. Slowly he moved to look down the right side, he could see window's to the outside at the very far end. Just as he was going to look left he caught the sound of a 'click', when he turned to look he could see the shape of someone in the dark. He whispered something just as lightning flashed and thunder roared almost in sync, he didn't hear the gunshot, only saw the muzzle flash. The force of the bullet hitting his chest causing him to fall backwards into the wall, Ben's body limply sliding down to the floor.

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Coming Up:
A storm's coming, in more ways than one. Someone will find him/herself in over their head.
One survivor will lay everything on the table, will love blossom or will tragedy strike. The decisions one makes can come back to haunt you no matter the intent, one survivor find this out the hard way.
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Optional Questions?:
Thoughts on Anthony and Ben?
Will Ryan, Klaire, and Shannon make it back to the hospital?
Who has/Where is Falisha?
Who should be apologizing to who in the Shiloh, Austin, and Tony triangle?
What's Liam going to do with the gun now that he's found it?
Longest episode yet, too long?
Should I add questions at the end of each episode from now on?

I started to in the beginning but I think I wanted to see people comment about what they wanted rather than just answering what I asked about, but I feel like it would be a bit more interactive if I did them. It wouldn't effect characters or anything if people answered or didn't. I'm not even sure I can come up with questions everytime,  haha. But if you guys like them or it gets more people to comment I'm game. :p
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Does anyone know someone who's good with images and would help me out? I don't want anything super duper fancy but something better than my monstrosity banner/image thing at the end of the videos would be nice. Since I'm no good with them. I literally found a nice picture of fall trees, added 'The Walking Dead' found a picture of silohouttes and pasted it onto it. I'd like something that looks better, lol. Maybe even something for the little image of the blogs too I dunno. Just a thought.

Answering question's doesn't change the story/characters in any way shape or form.

My preview from last episode is fail, the feelings bit will be next episode, haha.

Let me say I'm sorry for how long this took, I was lazy about writing the first few days, then I got the flu and just couldn't, followed by the ice which took out my power so the last week and a half has been fun.

Leave a comment! I enjoy them.

Thanks for reading, and being apart of this journey.

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Sent by LittleMix,Feb 19, 2015
DragonJason OMG your alive Jason < 3
Sent by manalord,Feb 19, 2015
manalord Am I not supposed to be? xD
Sent by DragonJason,Feb 19, 2015
can slay-licia please have fucked up their car
Sent by Lynette,Feb 19, 2015
Reading it now!! One moment :p... I've waited for this XD
Sent by _ivyyy_445,Feb 19, 2015
Thoughts on Anthony and Ben? DID THEY DIE?!?!? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Omg I liked them too :/
Will Ryan, Klaire, and Shannon make it back to the hospital? Probably... Or, they get stranded and Klaire and Shannon have more arguments XD I love conflict. Their fights were fun to read.
Who has/Where is Falisha? I bet the people that attacked Shiloh Shannon and Tony has her!!!
Who should be apologizing to who in the Shiloh, Austin, and Tony triangle? Shiloh should apologize to Austin. Austin should apologize to Tony. Tony should apologize to Austin XD
What's Liam going to do with the gun now that he's found it? Probably should throw it and hide it or something. It would seem shady if he was caught with it.
Longest episode yet, too long? ABSOLUTELY NOT. As soon as I started reading I literally could not stop. Amazing... This is probably tied for my favorite.... Like you get better each time!! Its awesome
Should I add questions at the end of each episode from now on? If you want too :) I enjoy them.

As for images.... I kinda suck, but if I come up with something and its decent and nobody else has done anything. I'll let you know :p
Sent by _ivyyy_445,Feb 19, 2015
OMG I HOPE ANTHONY DIDNT DIE

HE JUST GOT DEVELOPMENT :O
Sent by rawr121,Feb 20, 2015

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