Beautiful.

When I stepped onto the upper floor I was slightly taken aback.

Considering how long it had been since the start of the apocalypse, I thought the store would've been mostly looted.

The only things that seemed to be stolen were the branded clothing and shoes from the first floor.

The second floor was like nirvana in comparison.

Camping gear, rock climbing gear, fishing rods, football gear and best of all, archery equipment.

All of it would be useful in different situations.

The camping gear would be essential to survival now that we were living in the woods. The rock climbing gloves and ropes would be useful if we needed to get somewhere otherwise inaccessible, and the football stuff would make good armour.

The fishing rods spoke for themselves.

All of that could wait though as I was a little preoccupied.

I quickly made my way over to the far wall by the cash register. The wall was lined with archery equipment.

Not just archery though, there were other useful things on the same wall.

The bows and arrows were on the far right side of the wall, next to that was javelin and shot-put equipment.

On the far left were some rods and lures for fishing, though there weren't many.

Filling the final section on the wall were gloves and padding for hockey.

I headed straight to the archery section and started looking for a bow.

There were a few missing, though they were mostly expensive compound bows. Compound bows would be useful for when the zombies got stronger but I had always leaned towards a good recurve over a compound.

I just found them much easier to use, not to mention I was much, much faster with a recurve.

I scanned through the remaining bows on the wall before picking one that tickled my fancy.

/Item: Black Widow PTFII Recurve Bow

Status: Perfect

Description: A recurve bow with a draw weight of 90lb. It is in perfect condition and will last a very long time if taken care of./

The bow was beautiful, a real masterpiece.

It had a light beige base colour with black and red grain lines running up its length.

Its bowstring was in a box on a hook by its side, I took all three of them.

As I stood marvelling at the weapon, Daryl did the same with the only crossbow on the wall.

I had copied Daryl's crossbow on the drive over but I copied the new one as well.

Amy was watching the stairs but I could see her getting a bit distracted by all of the merchandise on the walls. This caused me to hurry along as I knew I shouldn't push my luck any further.

I grabbed a waist-mounted quiver and filled it with arrows suitable for my new bow.

I went for bullet tips over broadheads as it would be harder to retrieve a broad head from a zombie's skull due to the barbs.

I still copied the broad heads and some fishing arrows as well as the different bolt sizes for crossbows.

I then made my way around the store and copied anything that was remotely useful.

Level 2nof Copy-Paste was showing it's usefulness as I could already feel it taking less energy to copy things.

I managed to get myself a new knife since I had totaled my last one.

/Item: Gerber

Status: Perfect

Description: A good, quality knife made from high quality carbon steel. It is in perfect condition and will last a very long time if taken care of./

It had an integrated sharpening stone on the back of it's sheath and a fire striker as well. The blade was of a good length, enough to effectively kill a zombie, I was overall quite happy with it.

I grabbed some physical items as well.

Just some standard gear: ropes, tarps, cooking utensils, a hatchet, a good raincoat, some warm clothing and other basic products and piled them into some hiking rucksacks.

I also grabbed some specialised sharpening oil as well as an oval stone for the hatchet.

All of us had at least one bag on our backs, filled with gear.

Glenn was carrying a duffle bag as well since he didn't carry a weapon.

We were planning on only one trip so Glenn's duffle bag was filled with arrows and bolts, as well as two takedown bows.

We made our way out of the store and I noticed a mountain bike by the door, I scanned it since it would be a good method of transportation.

I'm not sure why they never really used bicycles in the show. I mean they were better than horses since they need to eat, and they were pretty much silent when compared to motorbikes or cars.

We made it back to the van safely. We discussed going back for more gear but I talked them out of it.

It wasn't like I didn't want to collect all that I could, it's just that I remembered tonight is the night that the camp gets raided in the show.

It wasn't getting dark yet but I didn't want to push my luck and go for another run. I didn't want anyone to die after all.

We loaded our bags into the back of the van and set off back towards camp.

The trip back was uneventful, Daryl got familiar with his new crossbow while Glenn did the same with a machete he had picked up. Amy sat by my side while admiring the bow she had gotten for herself.

I don't think she had any experience with a bow but she got one anyway, probably just to copy me, though I didn't mind. In fact I found it quite cute.

By the time we had made it back to camp it was already past noon, though not evening yet.

Amy took the new fishing gear and raced off to find Andrea, I'm glad they were on speaking terms again. Daryl said his goodbyes and walked towards the woods, presumably to test his new crossbow.

Glenn went to start moving some of the camping gear out of the van but I stopped him.

"Just take enough for yourself Glenn." I said as he looked at me with a strange expression.

"Alright." he replied. It wasn't like I didn't want to share with the group, I would be surviving with them after all, it's just that I didn't want to divvy up the loot just yet.

The hoard was coming, of that much I was certain, and I didn't want to waste my new gear on people who were likely to die or split up soon.

I started sorting through the loot and was quite happy with our haul.

We had enough here to arm the main group with good quality melee weapons, axes and knives mostly.

I had so much that I honestly didn't really feel safe in such a flimsy cube van. I felt like it needed an upgrade.

I had always liked the look of post-apocalyptic vehicles. Decked out in steel with bars across the windows, maybe a gun turret on the roof and spikes sticking out the side. Definitely some kind of zombie rammer on the front.

I was getting excited just thinking about it.

It took about an hour to sort through most of the stuff, I placed them in different duffel bags and packed a few bug out bags for the group if the need arises.

After I had finished I finally got around to stringing my bow.

Just the feeling of the weight behind my fingers when I pulled the string made me ecstatic, I felt like I had power now.

I put on my new gear and headed out, I went for a quick wander around the camp only to realise that Rick and Shane were still missing.

Now that shouldn't have happened, they were alot closer to camp than we were and they were only picking up Morgan and his son.

I asked around but they hadn't heard word of them.

I was honestly quite worried but I didn't have the time to go look for them since it was already getting dark and Andrea and Amy had just showed up with a dozen fish.

I wiped the concerned look from my face before approaching the girls.

"*Wolf Whistle* Hello ladies." I said with a wide grin as I walked towards the smiling girls.

Andrea's smile drooped a little while Amy's grew wider. Andrea was about to say something when I swooped in and grabbed the fish from their hands.

I planted a kiss on one of the fish before continuing my little skit.

"Wow fourteen lovely ladies. How on earth did you manage to do it?" I said, my shit eating grin not leaving my face for a moment.

This time it was Andrea's smile that grew large at the compliment to her skills while Amy's face dropped in confusion for a moment before she burst out laughing.

I joined her in her laugh, as did most other people as they started gathering around.

I helped filet the fish as some of the ladies prepared for a big fish dinner.

It was quite a jovial time as we all laughed and cooked, as if the apocalypse wasn't happening all around us, it was a pity this energy would soon end.

My bow hadn't left my side throughout the whole ordeal and I had gotten a few strange looks from the happy campers around me, though I cared more about my safety than my image.

It was quite dark now and the fish was being fried over the fire pit Morales had built up.

Everyone was laughing and joking around, swapping war stories, but my eyes never left the tree line.

Shane and Rick still weren't back yet and Ed was in his tent. No one mentioned why so I wasn't sure if someone else had beaten the shit out of him since Shane wasn't here.

I had noticed that Carl was holding I rather large knife in his hands while Lori looked at him with concern. Since he seemed a lot older in this universe his mother must have allowed him to carry a knife, a good move on her part.

The fish fry was good, the atmosphere was too, but that changed when Amy got up to use the bathroom in the RV.

I watched her a she went, counting the seconds.

Once she entered I watched the tree line waiting for the first walker to come, I listened for Ed's shout from his tent. Ready to fire an arrow at any second.

But that second didn't come.

Amy came back after a few minutes, apparently not having run out of toilet paper.

I was a little dumfounded to say the least.

I calmed down a little, it was a different universe after all. The people looked different and were of different ages, they had differing personalities and traits.

Perhaps the hoard wouldn't come tonight, perhaps my presence in this world had changed something, perhaps we were safe.

"AAHRRGAAAHHH!"

Andrea's scream cut through my delusions as a walker cut into her arm with its teeth.

I jumped up at the sound and let an arrow loose through the walker's brain.

I cursed myself inwardly as I nocked another arrow and let it fly at the next walker.

Panic set about the camp as I ran to Andrea's side.

I took off my belt and wrapped it around her bicep.

She was screaming in pain which only caused more walkers to come from around the forest.

I put down my bow and pulled out my Glock, firing shot after shot into the skulls of the undead masses.

Amy made it to my side, gun in hand, before dropping down to help her sister.

"Everyone get to the RV!" I shouted out as only Lori and Carl had made it over to me.

Carol and Sophia were next, led by Daryl, I handed him my gun and told him to cover us to which he just nodded.

"Amy I'm going to try and save her but I need you to help Daryl keep the walker's back. Can you do that for me?" I asked her, my hand on her shoulder.

She looked at Andrea with tears in her eyes before looking at me and nodding with firm resolve.

She stood up and started firing off shots, though most of them didn't kill the walkers they definitely slowed them down.

Most of the group had found their way to us and we're surrounding the side of the RV and keeping the walkers away.

I trusted my back to them for a moment as I turned to the sobbing Andrea and pulled Glenn's machete from behind my back, though I actually pasted it from my inventory.

I held her arm tight in my grip and tried to calm my shaking hands as I lifted the machete above my head.

Andrea's gaze focused for a moment as she stared into my eyes, her face contorted with a look I couldn't describe with words.

This didn't shake my resolve though as I brought down the sharp blade of the machete and sliced clean through her arm.

She was silent for the whole procedure, her eyes locked onto mine as she felt her arm leave her body.

She didn't scream or cry anymore, she only stared at me for a moment before passing out against the RV.

I quickly got to work tying off her bleeding arteries with hair that I had pulled from her head and a suture needle from my inventory.

I was by no means an expert but I had been through extensive training I field dressing and amputation.

I had trained in a lot of things in my previous life to try and broaden my horizons, though I never really expected to have to put most of these skills into practice.

I managed to stop the bleeding by some sort of miracle. I patched her stump with gauze after cleaning it with some whisky, then I wrapped her arm in bandages and left her leaning against the RV.