Todd Wants Key's Face

It was nighttime in the infected city of Greenview.

The abandoned streets were cluttered with cars and bodies and other debris, an obstacle course for whoever wished to pass through--not that anyone would... or would they? The city was infested with monsters, zombies, some would call them. It was very rare to find any normal human being in a place like that, and yet, there she was.

The odd silhouette sat in an alleyway, back against a wall, her strange fox-eared hoodie pulled low over her face, casting a shadow over her eyes. She may have been asleep for all anyone knew, or she may as well have been staring right at you. She had stopped to rest for a few minutes, but little did she know that her moment of peace would be cut very short...

Todd: *skulking in the shadows, he picks up the smell of a human. He raises his head and, now driven by the constant hunger he feels, bolts towards his target*

Harry: *has been chasing after Todd since he lost his grip on his oddly bright purple leash. He mutters angrily underneath the protection of his gas mask* shoot, Todd, when I find you, I will beat you within an inch of your life...

Todd: *finds a small form in a hooded sweater. This is the scent he picked up. He stalks closer to her on all fours, and enters the shimmering light from a working street lamp, revealing himself*

Key: *sees the Hunter approach her out of the corner of her eye, and freezes* *muttering* shoot. *She holds the gun close to her, pointed at the zombie, waiting for it to move* ...

Todd: *waits as well, knowing that guns hurt. The sight of one only bid his prey a small amount of time*

Harry: *spots them from a few yards away* ah, frack... *runs over as fast as he can*

Key: *knows that any sudden movements will cause the Hunter to be on her in seconds. She inches away very slowly, keeping the gun pointed at the infected human. she mutters quietly* That's it, zombie... stay...

Todd: *suddenly, he leaps at his prey, screaming the hunters' distinctive call* RYYYEEE!! *before he slams into her, he is overtaken by another force - one larger than he, though mainly in tallness* Arf!

Harry: *had barreled into Todd, armored shoulder first, and knocked him out of his next meal's path* FOUND YOU!

Key: *jumps up onto her feet, managing not to cry out, and points the gun at the armored guy, then the zombie, then back at the armored guy, taking slow steps back all the while. She decided to keep the gun pointed at the zombie, hand shaking*

Todd: *struggles underneath Harry's weight, as he holds the zombie down* Graauugh...! *bites down desperately on Harry's padded arm*

Harry: *grabs the purple leash and lets out a mad cackle* You thought you'd escape me after that damn horde attack, didn'tcha? You know I'm not that stupid, Todd! *grips the leash tight enough to hold the zombie in place, and stands up* ... *he looks over at the girl in the hoodie* He didn't bite you or nothing, did he?

Key: *shakes her head, perplexed by the strange exchange. She hesitantly lowers her gun, and goes to put it away in her black messenger bag* ...who are you? *glances at the zombie, who is apparently named Todd* ....

Todd: *struggles to pull himself closer to his prey, but is held back enough by Harry, who refuses to let go*

Harry: *not giving a straight answer on purpose* A psycho in a battle suit. You?

Key: *snorts* just someone trying to stay alive. *jerks her head towards Todd* why're you dragging that thing around?

Harry: *his grip on Todd's leash tightens even more, defensively* Why do you care? Are you gonna try and shoot him like the others tried to?

Todd: *still desperately pulling at his leash, and making gagging noises because of the restraint*

Key: *edges her hand towards her bag* I'd be less tempted if I knew why you were keeping him...

Harry: *pauses* ... I dunno. Not anymore, really. He... he's my friend, ok? Well, he was. I can't kill him though. I just can't put him down.

Todd: *struggle struggle*

Key: Ah... *relaxes slightly. If her eyes were visible, they would betray her, and show pity. But she knows she can't show pity, not in this world. not when any of those bodies on the floor could stand up and kill her without mercy* ...

Harry: I'm pretty sure there's a safehouse close to here. I saw a few signs pointing to it on the walls and such. If you want to follow me for until you're in a safer area, you can.

Todd: RAURRGH!

Me: I do believe teh dinnorz iz ready. I shall be back.

Key: ... *is having second thoughts. should she trust this self-proclaimed 'psycho in battle armor,' or should she go off on her own? then again, if he could hold his own aganst a Hunter, he probably knew how to deal with the INfected better than she did....* ....okay.

Harry: Smart move. Of course, if you even POINT a gun at Todd, I won't hesitate to blow your fracking head off. *waits a bit to let his words sink in* ... alright. *opens up a red bag he's carrying, and pulls out a shotgun* Let's go.

Todd: *gets pulled until he's forced to walk behind Harry* ...rrr...

Key: .... *reaches into her bag and pulls out her handgun again. She regards the armored person and the zombie with distaste, and can't decide whether she should walk a short distance behind "Todd" or if she should walk closer to the tall man* ...

*after some walking*

Harry: *stops* ... wait. I hear something.

Todd: *paws at his face*

Harry: ... *to Key* Do you hear coughing? Like, a choking kind of coughing? *even after spending two weeks in the zombie-infested land, Harry had ironically, never seen or heard a "smoker" up until this moment*

Key: *stops and listens, and after a few seconds... nods* Smoker. Bad news.

Harry: The hell is a smoker??

Todd: *he raises his head* ...

OMG HANG ON

*an ear-piercing scream fills the air, and something long and wet whips through the air, and graps Harry by the throat*

Harry: AUGH!! OH GOD! *chokes*

Key: !!! *quickly reaches into her bag, and with an audible shhink, she pulls out a knife and runs at Harry* don't move! *grabs the thing's tongue and stabs it repeatedly with the knife, at least trying to get the Infected to loosen its grip*

Smoker: *cries out again it's horrible shriek, but seems more out of annoyance than pain*

Harry: *through choked gasps* shoot it - shoot the - shoot the tongue!

Todd: *realizes that Harry has let go of the leash* rfff...

Key: *quickly pulls the gun out of her bag with her other hand, and shoots in the direction the tongue is coming out of*

Tongue: *snaps off*

Smoker: ... *runs off on the rooftop it was standing on to avoid getting shot*

Todd: *suddenly bolts away from them*

Harry: *almost on instinct, he dives at the leash, and grabs hod of it, stopping Todd short*

Todd: Arfh!

Harry: *hungrily gasping for breath* n... no... bad Todd... *to Key* Tha... thanks...

Key: *grunts in response, keeping the gun pointed in the smoker's direction, just in case it decides to attack again* ....

Harry: *stands up* ...We should keep moving, before something worse decides to magically appear. *tugs on Todd*

Todd: *growls angrily, but moves along with Harry*

Key: ..... *lowers the gun, but keeps it out, along with the knife, and follows te armored man, keeping well away from Todd. An Infected's still an Infected, she thought...*

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