The Death of Death: Chapter 1 (open rp)

Kitty walked into the back shining the light in every corner, then she smelled cigarette smoke. "Blake?" She walked further back and shined a light on him, "There you are. I was worried about you." She shined the flashlight around where he was then stopped on the breaker box, "Need some help?"

"The whole thing is fried, the backup generator doesn't work either." Blake says inbetween drags of his cigarette. "And apparently neither do the smoke alarms and sprinkler system." He finishes up his cigarette, drops it on the ground, and smothers it under his boot. Then he motions for Kitty to hand over the flashlight. "What are you waiting for? Hand it over." After she stubbornly hands it over he proceeds to talk. "Since the lights aren't going to work we should gather some flashlights, batteries, candles, maybe there are some sort of lanterns around here. I take it you guys are done barricading the front, correct?"

"As best we could sir!" She was now standing in an attention pose. "Waiting on further input from you sir!" She couldn't help but laugh. Then she frowned and looked up at him, "Blake.. Did you lose anyone to these monsters?" She thought about her family and friends, a tear slid down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away. Before he could answer she continued, "I know you don't know anyone here but a lot of these people were good people and now look at them. Zombies with one thought, devouring human flesh." A few more tears fell down her cheeks, she turned away from Blake. I can't let him see me cry. Not when I have to be strong.

"This is not the military, quit the act. Lets meet up with the other guy." Blake begins to lead the two of them back towards the front of the store. "If I did lose anyone I wouldn't know, I keep to myself. You go making friends then look what happens, the whole world goes to hell. Personally I like the lone life, there's no one stopping you from living it however you want."

They soon reached Hiro. "So this is what I had in mind, we gather whatever we can find to shed some light around this place, candles, lanterns, whatever. We grab some flashlights for ourselves, two sleep in the back in the employee's office with one person on guard, we each take a two hour shift and get moving early morning. What do you guys think?" It was more of a rhetorical question, he figured they would go along with it, but it's good for them to think they have some control over their own lives and not just handing them over to one person barking out orders. Moral was important considering their situation.

Hiro opened one eye and looked at him "I'll take first watch then, you two can grab some sleep in the back" he got up and handed them two folded sleeping bags "look I found these in this place, brand new use them" he threw one to each of them. Hiro went back to his cross legged position. He picked up the blade and examined it "One more thing I heard your friends comment, when you meet someone you should protect them as best as you can, even if you lose them whiel that pain is great not doing anything for someone is worse." he looked at Blake "I lost my daughter to these monsters but I refuse to not help others nor will I just help for my own personal gain."

Kitty's eyes moved back and forth as she looked at the two men. Oh the company I've gotten myself into. One's a bossy ass and the other... She looked at Hiro now. Who may not be able to keep it together. "I'm going to go look for those lights." She took the flashlight and start searching. She came back with two more flashlights and tossed them to the men. "I already put batteries in them." She went back to search for more.

As she gathered more flashlights and a few candles, she started to set them in one area, along with the matches and batteries. I wonder if I can trust them. Hiro, maybe, but Blake? He seems nice enough but he's a little rough around the edges. And Hiro, he isn't as stable as he needs to be. I was upset earlier but I pulled myself together. That's what we need, and right now. We're all we've got.

Blake looked at Hiro questioningly. "What comment?... Oh uh Kitty you will be taking second watch, I'll be taking the last one so I can think over a few things before we go." Blake turned back to Hiro as Kitty left, debating on whether or not he should ask him to take one of his guns. Something is a little odd with him... Maybe I should play it safe until I can figure out if I can trust him. "Good luck to ya, I'm going to help get some light around here then head off to catch some sleep." Blake walks off, picking up some candles and setting them around the store, lighting them up with his lighter. After the store was illuminated by a decent amount of light he heads into the employees office to find a spot to rest.

Hiro realized Blake had little trust for him. Can't blame him, I don't trust myself anymore...he got up and looked outside via a small hole in the boarded window. Outside the night seemed to continue on, a slight fog had begun to wrap itself around the various buildings. He noticed a few zombies shuffling about under the street lights, they moanded and gaped at themsevles. Is this what she is now, or did they devour her He pulled away from the hole and sat back down, looking at his Katana he un sheathed it. The blade was sharp, it was his family heirloom, passed down from father to son and so forth. I have no one to pass this down to now, it has become tainted by violence and corrupt, unclean blood. He remembered the old line from his father Son this blade is called the reaper, it was once meant to take life, however be warned the blade is cursed whoever uses it for bloodshed will find themselves the one to die by the blade. Hiro smiled I wonder if that means I will become a cursed being to. Hiro wished he could talk to someone to ease his mind, but for now he was contempt being alone.

When Blake came to help the room was lit up pretty quickly. She grabbed her sleeping bag and gave one of her pistols to Hiro. "Listen, don't tell Blake I gave you that, I don't know if he would approve. Good luck and Goodnight I'll see you in two hours." She went to the employee office and stared at Blake, "I don't know where else to sleep." She looked around and found the farthest place away from him to set her sleeping bag down, then she quickly crawled in it and zipped it up, "Don't do anything." Then she closed her eyes and listened, waiting to here him sleeping.

Hiro wanted to quickly reject the pistol, but thought otherwise. He looked at the handgun, it was heavy, the body sleek and black. He pulled out the magazine and looked at the bullets, it was full he had twelve shots it seemed. I used one of these a long time ago, but I hoped I wouldn't have to hold another one so soon. Hiro worked for the police only ten years ago, but his past was full of the darker parts of the world, places where the sun didn't reach, places where bullets and blood were a daily routine. I really wonder how long my sanity will hold out. The moans continue and here I am worrying about myself, those two need me to watch and be vigilant not worrying about my past or my sanity. He reloaded the gun and sat watching.

After an hour on the really uncomftorable tower due to wind, Dustin climbed down. Only to stop short of making noise so that the three or so zombies on the roof could hear him. He didnt know how they got there, because the door to the studio was still closed. One of them was in the line of movement to the 500. Dustin improvised. Despite being very nearly hypothermic, he took off his shoes, and he wasnt wearing socks. Didnt think hed need to go out for a while when all this happened. Throwing the shoe to the door, it made a nice clang. The zombies predictably hobbled over to the noise, and Dustin shot off the tower, and managed to grab the shotgun before the zombies had turned around. Fmbling around with it, he aimed in their general direction and shot. The noise was deafening to him, as he had never been in so close proximity to a gun. Not a single zombie went down as they started slowly limping towards him. He shot again, and two managed to fall. Yet again, and the third's lef came off,but it was still trying to crawl by use of its arms. Dustin saw a knife on a bloodied belt in the corner of the roof, and he grabbed it. Being very careful, he walked up and cut up an arm, the zombie stopped moving along the roof, but was still trying to grab him with its one arm and moving its head. Cutting the arm off, he let the zombie slither with what it had left, and started gathering blood from it in any sanitary way he could.

Kitty woke 2 hours later and quietly got up. She left the room being careful not to wake up Blake then walked down to the front of the store where Hiro was. "I can take over now." She took out the MK 23 SOCOM making sure it was had plenty of ammo. "Listen, I don't know if I can trust you or Blake and you guys don't know if you can trust me, but, its apparent we are all we have for now, so we're going to have to work together and Blake knows a lot it seems. So I'm going to follow him and it's up to you what you do but you shouldn't be alone." She attempted to smile but it was half hearted, who could smile in this mess?

Hiro looked up at her "I was always told I trust people to easily, even know I do trust you and that man regardless of your trust for me." He stood up and took his bed "I will follow you guys for the time being, but I will leave you when I feel my sanity is gone." he stood motionless for a moment "Then again maybe sanity isn't needed to survive in this world" he turned "Miss, thank you for your kindness" he smiled and left to head to the back of the store, he placed his makeshift bed on the floor and laid there, the cold ground seeped through the covers.

Jack stomped down on the gas pedal as soon as the man with a pipe closed the passenger door. "So what’s your name, Sport?" Jack asked with a sarcastic tone. After the man told him his name was James, Jack said, “Nice to meet ya under such great conditions, I’m Jack.” He said with a nod.

“Now guys I have tons of stuff at my place but I’m not sure how long we’ll be out, I’m thinkin’ we should stock up a little bit. I think there is a mom and pop type store down the street here.” Jack said. He made a sharp left turn to see the building ahead. All of a sudden he saw a massive gathering of zombies at the front door and made another breakneck turn around to the back.

“Holy shit did you see all those!?” Jack said before saying, “That could only mean one thing. There’s people in there! Why else would they be here unless they were attracted by the only thing these things seem to like?” He came up to the loading dock, flipped the stick into reverse and backed into the dock driveway. “Okay here’s the plan. We’re all going in, 1^st priority is other survivors, 2^nd priority is food. The truck next to us might come in handy.” Jack said and pointed at the short delivery truck. Jack looked at James and his pipe and then down by his own leg where his old machete was. He grabbed it and handed to James. “Here I’ll let you use this, it glides through them a little easier than your pipe. Just don’t leave it, its sentimental.” He said. He grabbed his shotgun and looked at the others, “Stay together, don’t let them surround you, now let’s do this!”


All the doors to the suv simultaneously opened and everyone shot out like bullets. He put down the shotgun and lifted on the huge bay door. It ended up being unlocked so no force was necessary in lifting and everyone got in then lowered it back down behind them. Jack turned and flipped on the taclight on his shotgun."Okay, I'll lead James you watch our backs, don't let anything come up on us without us knowing. We're going to clear the whole store first, make sure theres no zombies and look for survivors. Lets move." They started walking up and down the aisle's then Jack spotted something, the front doors were barricaded! Jack Yelled, "Hello is anyone in here! we can help you! please come out!"....

James ran around the back of the suv and jumped in. As the driver sped away James looked back at where all that mental turmoil had happened, he stared at the headlights left on in the dead car, pointing at the bodies he’d dispatched earlier in the night. He turned away in time to hear the man ask his name. “Uh my names James sir, and yours?” He said. The man replied by introducing himself as Jack. He asked the other two girls names and shook their hands.


Just then Jack informed them all that they would be going to a store down the street for supplies. Shortly after he made a tight turn that made him slam into the side of the door, maybe I’ll put on that seatbelt next time, James thought to himself. They saw the building when all of a sudden Jack made another tight turn around back as soon as he saw the gigantic horde at the front door. “whoa! They didn’t see us did they?!” He looked back, “I don’t think they did guys.” He added.


He listened to what Jack said and took his machete. Everyone else grabbed their guns and jumped out. He saw Jack run to the bay door. “Here lemme help you with that.” He said but before he got there Jack heaved at the door and got it up. James huffed and followed them in. “We’re off to a great start aren’t we.” he mumbled to himself.


Jack told them the game plan and James took rear as was told. They stalked up and down the first few aisles before started yelling like a madman. "What's going on Jack?" In the midst of his yelling Jack pointed at the front door and James heart lept at the promise of more people!

Kitty looked at her watch. The two hours were up and it had been uneventful, thankfully. She stood up and started to head to the back to get Blake when she heard noises from inside the building. She froze. Her heart was pounding. She glanced back to the room at the back. It seemed so far now, if the zombies had gotten in could she make it back there in time? She had to. She couldn't fight them alone, but if worse came to worse she would use the pistol instead of the silenced MK 23.

She hurried to the back of the building and relaxed a bit as soon as she saw Blake asleep. He was, after all, more trained in this then either Hiro or herself. He would know what to do. She shook him and whispered, "Blake? There's something in the building. I don't know if it's zombies or not." She turned back towards the door to make sure no one had came up behind her then turned back to shake Blake once more, "Blake? Wake up. Please." Her face was full of the fear she had but she would stay strong.

Hiro slept, dreaming of his first night before he reached this town. "Hiro RUN" Hiro looked to his left, the swarm of ten that was following his group had grown and was now conversing on them quite quickly. "Go I'll protect you and hold them here" he pulled out his katana and stood as the group shuffled near him, the alley was large enough for one mess up and him becoming a meal to these unholy fiends. "Hiro...I know we just met but I love you" the woman said as she ran down the alley and smiled at him. He stood and as one reached him, he quickly chopped off his arms at the elbow and then sliced another's head. Each one of them slowly became a pool of limbs and blood.

When Hiro was finished he quickly moved to join his group to only find them now among the infected, the woman with blond hair, the one who apparently loved him, had been devoured in front of him.

Suddenly a noise woke up Hiro "What the" he got up and readied his blade.

Selene kept her mouth shut. She didn’t feel like talking to anyone. She felt sick, like the adrenaline was wearing off and she was fully understanding what was going on around her. What was left of her family, was probably all dead. Wandering around out there. Could she come face to face with her mother, and pull the trigger, knowing if she didn’t her mother would kill her? Her thoughts sped along faster than she could keep track of them. Before she knew it she was out of the SUV with her 357SIG leveled and steady. They were wandering through the store. Jenn and Selene were in-between Jack and James. Oh of course they did, were just girls who need protecting. Typical. Keeping in formation she realized she hardly introduced herself at all and felt bad. The world is ending and I’m worried about formalities. She walked closer to James, steadied her voice and asked where he was from and a little about him, but was cutoff but Jack.Putting two and two together, she realized other people are in the store. The non deadly kind. Well, that has yet to be decided, at least the kind that aren’t trying to eat me and my new companions, she corrected herself. Curious, she stood very still and waited to see what would happen.

Jenn was just listening while looking out the window of the Suv and heard James ask of her name. "I'm Jenn, nice to meet you, where are you from?" Jenn said while giving James a friendly handshake. She heard the orders Jack had given and rushed out of the Suv like everyone else with her 9mm loaded and safely at her side because of the holster she found for it on the floor in the front of the Suv. Jenn followed everyone else and stood by Selene and was just listening trying to hear anything. She saw lots of supplies and some candles around the store. "Jack, there are definatly other people hear that I believe aren't zombies, there are candles around, zombies can't light candles....right?" As she waited for a reply she was just looking around at all the stuff lying around. It's wrong to steal, but no one else is around to ring up the stuff we would normally want to buy, so I guess it's not all that wrong considering the circumstance Jenn pondered in her head while walking through the store.

Blake slowly woke and stretched, letting out a light yawn. "Hmmm... you said you heard something?" Just then he heard voices yelling. "Sounds like to me we got some company... looks like you two won't be getting your last two hours of sleep." He says while checking his watch. "Why are you standing here, we should be greeting them." He stands and stretches a bit more then picks up his rifle. "What are you guys so worked up about? Lets go say hello."

The employer's office was in the back near the rear delivery ramp. They didn't have to go far before running into someone. "Well and I thought there wouldn't be many survivors in such a small town, then again this is redneck country I suppose. Nice to see some more living souls, so from what hole did you guys crawl out of." Blake says while scratching his head, just a tad drowsy after his well slept nap.

"I was only worked up because I just heard noises," Kitty grumbled. She followed behind Blake as they all made their way to the other survivors. She was glad to see so many alive, 5 More survivors. That means there are probably even more. She looked at the group trying to figure out who each of them were. No one was familiar to her which upset her a bit. Her eyes wandered to Jack. The way he asserted himself made it very clear he was the leader in this group. She looked back to Blake as he spoke. The question was, could their leader and Blake get along? Last thing they needed was the men competing for leadership.

She focused her attention on the other girls and smiled, "Hey I'm Kitty Page. Katherine really but no one ever calls me that. Kitty is what I prefer anyway." It seemed odd to make friends when there was a zombie apocalypse right outside the store. Then she frowned, "Wait.. How did you guys get in?" If there's another entrance... then that means the zombies now know where it is. She placed her hand on the MK 23.

Hiro stretched and heard a bit of a conversation going on between the woman and man. Walking over to them he stood and looked outside, noticing the other survivors "Looks like our willpower is equal in them, they have survived unharmed against these things." He pulled out his flask and took a swig, it burnt his throat. "You two do realize we have a slight problem, if they found another way into the building, then the zombies won't be too far behind" Hiro then looked at Blake "I trust you have a plan already, I've decided if it's not too much trouble to follow you guys for the time being. I would lead us but my days of leadership are quite over"

Jack saw someone, or something dart to the back of the store a few aisles next to them. Jack motioned toward it with his hand and rushed off after it. As they reached the back of the store there was an office room. Jack went up to it when it opened to reveal three characters. One of the people that Jack guessed was their leader spoke first in a rather rude tone.

"Hello I'm Jack, nice to meet you. Me and my friends Just came here to grab some supplies to take to my multi million dollar property, that I just crawled out of. Your all welcome to tag along if you'd like, I have a lot of things you guys don't have here. Namely power, a well, and a lot of guns. Also I think It'd be best if you tagged along, Chief. Seeing as you think we're rednecks which we clearly are not, that goes to show that your a stranger to this town, whereas we are not." Jack said in a proud tone.

"Well I see you you're not one who can take a joke." Blake calmly states. "Somehow I doubt we will all fit in your vehicle, its not like we can just plow through all the zombies anyway, and you must of brought a lot of attention here by driving along with all your yelling so sneaking out the back is no longer an option." Well I didn't think I would be running into this guy like this, not that it matters anymore. "We are all in a worse position than we were before." Blake finds someplace to sit and goes to light up a cigarette realizing he's out. He then causally walks towards the front of the store behind the checkout counter. After grabbing a couple packs, he opens one up and lights up a cigarette. "Fighting our way out isn't an option either unless we do want to run out of supplies, besides there is too many people to cover." He mumbles with the cigarette in his mouth."Now obviously you're one who likes to be in charge so I'm just going to sit back and enjoy my smoke unless you want to ask me for a plan." Blake than offers his open pack of cigarettes to the group. "Anyone else want one?"

Jack turned down the offer for the smoke with a wave of his hand and said. "Well Mister, Thank you for giving me charge of the group as I do have a plan." He pointed over in the darkened corner of the back room. "That is a ladder to the roof access. I see you and Miss Kitty have nice enough weapons that you could cover me and whoever wants to help close the gate to the back lot. If we get that closed we'll have enough time to load what we need into my car and the delivery truck outside." Jack continued.

But before we do anything stupid I'm going to go up there myself and assess the situation further. Jack walked past the group and started climbing the ladder. Once he got the hatch open He climbed up and walked over to the edge of the back of the building. There were just a few wanderers in the back lot he ran up to the front and dropped down before he got in view, to see that the massive mob was still banging at the front door. "Piece of cake." Jack mumbled to himself. He crawled back to the roof access and climbed back down the ladder.

He walked back to the group and said, "Alright what James suspected earlier about them not spotting us was true. I checked and the mob is still at the front. There are a few wanderers in the back but we can surely pick them off with those silenced guns and a few nice quiet weapons." Jack said. He looked at everyone in the face one by one and said, "What say you?"