after the attack on relz he went around his home town trying to find his family and friends. but no matter who he goes after to find someone they all turn up to be zombies already. horrified by the sights he had witnessed seeing all those that he held so dear to him to become those of the living dead, he leaves his home town.

the message he had heard on the radio several days before plays through his head one last time.
could there really be a place that there are still normal human beings. after the devistating sights of his family all hope had left him. but once again hope had returned hearing that again. loaded up with wepons in hand he journeys toward the town he had heard the messge from. just hoping that people are still there.

MDA: Popcorn anyone?

S18: How do you have popcorn?

MDA: Ah but how do I not have popcorn?

S18: ...Never- *Hears nocks* EH? who is it?

Relz: The name is Relzer is this the anti-zombie shack?

S18: Sure is come in!

WNM: Woot I wonder how many people there is out there?

Ashftw shrugs.

MM: Well the auto guns have zombie DNA thanks to your zombie friend.

Zombie: GRAA!!

MM: Hush! he is not food either!

The zombie retreats back into his cage.

MDA: Sad...

MM: Anyway 'cause of the DNA only zombie's will be shot, thus anybody who has Zombie disease will be shot at will.

MDA: Great, so far no shots yet.

S18 looks out the window.

S18: Wow a parade of zombies... wait a minute! they are skeletons.

MDA: Hmm wait *Cheaks date* hmm not long till "Day of the dead" well Sadly I don't celebrate it, one reason is that I don't know much of my family, so who here celebrates it?

Freedom wakes in a half drunken stooper, only to smell the to familiar scent of death. Grabbing his M16 and his colt 45 he turns on the radio to hear S18's broadcast.

FS: Grand Ave...that’s three blocks from here

FS turns on his walkie.

FS: This is First Lieutenant FS contacting S18, can you hear me?

AshFTW hears the walkie.

Ashftw: Hey someone is calling us!

WNM: Oh so there was still someone out there

Ashftw : you have to answer it S18

S18 : Yes, i know

relz walks around the zombie fortress for a while then walks out to the roof just to watch the zombies. there are some just walking around like most zombies do. others are eating on each other. but something else catches his eye.

relz: it cant be...

relz looks around trying to find a way down. the onlything he spots is a rain gutter that has broken a few hinges off the roof. deciding that this is his ownly choice he holds on and climbs his way down.

relz: so far so good.

he reaches the ground and looks around making sure that no zombies have seen him. none of them have, so quietly he sneaks around to the opposite side of the fortress. there sitting about a fourth a mile away is big white truck. with the words grandmas cookies on the side. he had found a source of sugary goodness. all that he had to do now was run over there whithout being noticed.

MDA: HEY RELZ WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE!

MDA yells at the top of his lungs to make sure he is heard. the zombies look at MDA then to relz and start the chase. relz runs back to the rain gutter and starts to climb his way up. but it calapses under his weight and he falls. picking himself up relz runs with all his might toward the truck of cookies

MDA: What? *Looks at truck* Heh...

The turrets then kill the zombies chasing relz.

MDA: The turrets should protect him for the time being...

AshFTW: Are you going to answer?

S18: Yes.. *Snertz picks up the walkie talkie* This is Snertz, Freedom_Slave? Do you read me?

WNM, then scraching his head.

WNM: Hey MDA.

MDA: Yeah?

WNM: I viagly remember this...

WNM, then eating a chocolate chip cookie

WNM: Then again..I remember things I shouldent....

MDA: Maby because we have been behind zombies before.

WNM shrugs.

FS: I read you Snertz. Are you alone?

S18: No there are nine of us...er well 9 1/2 if you count the uh pet.

FS: Is your location secure?

S18: We got it sealed up pretty well, but we're still working on it. One of the guys brought in some real heavy gear. Three turrets to be exact.

FS: Real cowboy huh. I will meet with you as soon as possible. It will take me sometime; from the looks of things I'll be sticking to the rooftops. I'll keep my walkie on, contact me if you need to.

Ashftw looks around the building

Ashftw : i wonder how this guy is.

WNM : Yeah, he sounds like a commander or something
Ashftw: Yeah i agree

S18: Roger. Keep it cool, man.

FS: Yes Sir!

MDA: What's the story?

S18: FS will be on his way here, but since the zombies are already starting to create hordes, it will take him a while to get here. He told me to keep in touch if anything changes.

MDA: Well lets see Relz is in cookie heaven, I'm going to cheack up on my turret system, and refill the ammo.

Everyone nods.

FS continued cautiously across the rooftops. He paused for a moment to grab a bottle of pills from his bag. Cramming a fistful into his mouth he resumed his steady pace. After a few blocks of travel he could see the boarded up warehouse. FS murmured to himself, "well getting across this wont be fun."

FS sat for a moment to assess the situation. The warehouse was across the street there was no way he would get to the warehouse simply by sticking to the rooftops. He could either shimmy across a telephone pole wire to the warehouse. However, it is unlikely that the wire would support his weight. FS smirked for a moment. He reached into his bag and pulled out a flare, duct tape, and a fragmentation grenade. Quickly taping the frag and flare together, FS lit the flare and pulled the pin. He chucked the frag/flare a safe distance from the warehouse, and a fair amount of the zombies gave chase.

FS wasted no time. Quickly descending to the streets he advanced on the warehouse. Dropping the few zombies that gave him resistance with his knife. FS lunged at the warehouse and slowly began to pull himself up to the rooftop. Panting and sweating FS lay flat on his back. "I hate getting old." FS heard the explosion and grabbed his walkie. "I'm on the roof, you still alive in there?"

S18: Yes.. I'll be up there. I haven't been to the very top yet.. MDA, Hand me my shotgun. I'll be there in a few minutes.

FS: Ok, I'll be waiting.

Snertz takes the shotgun and starts heading up the stairs..

MDA: Wait! I'm coming with you. Just incase you need some back up fire.

S18: good idea.

MDA grabs an Assault Rifle.

MDA: Let's do this!!