Oh for God's sake.

WELL. NOW WE GOT A MOBILE HOME.

THE 13TH DAY

FRIDAY

5TH OF FEBUARY

DAYS IN GAME: 11

Tyler woke the next morning to the impact of a knife in his chest. He opened his eyes to see Hailey wirh a dark eyed look in her brown eyes as she plunged the knife to the hilt.

"YOU left me to die. Now DIE you monster."

Tyler lifted an eyebrow as he felt the knife miss ALL his vital organs and the girl go for the window out the back.

"Seriously?"

She froze as he sat up with the knife protruding from his chest. She turned and looked as Tyler got out of bed in a way the blood didn't spill onto the covers or the mattress.

"What are you?"

"experienced. YOU missed the heart and lungs by a mile. All you hit was a body cavity. okay. I tried."

He grabbed the screeching girl and dragged her by the hair out of the room. The other two came out with knives...only to go WHITE as they saw tyler with the knife poking from his chest and him dragging Hailey by the hair. He threw her off thre bus, threw her pack at her but no weapons and locked the door. He looked at Kora as he grabbed his medical bag.

"Body cavity. Just stitch it up and bam. NEw scar."

"Jesus. i gotchya."

Angel had hate on her face as she dumped a chemical on the blood trail while Hailey pounded on the door begging to be let back in. Tyler laid on the couch as the medical student stitched him up.

"I'd do this myself, but high skill does come into play."

Kora chuckled as he finished the knot.

"I hear that. Set. It'll be a cool scar."

"Not the first time I've been stabbed in my sleep. Hey pass me her weapons."

Tyler opened the door, shot Hailey in the face with the Arisaka and tossed her weapons onto her corpse. He shut the door and drove off. Angel smiled as she sat beside him.

"I'mma come out and say, Gore? You shoulda done that LONG ago."

"Yeah. I know."

"I get it. You good?"

"Yeah. I THOUGHT she'd get over it. But NOPE."

Kora nodded as he rolled a towel over the blood trail, pulling the red mess off the carpet.

"I'm surprised she didn't pull the rape card on you, Gore."

"she will. we slept together so she'll cry rape to any and all that'll listen."

Angel looked ut the back of the RV and noted Hailey was nowhere to be seen and smiled.

"MUCH better. Sorry Gore."

"Thanks Angel. someone mind firing up the stove? We'll put some distance between us and go from there."

They nodded and Kora looked at him.

"So her respawn?"

"Will put her 100 feet from her previous body buckassed naked. She'll have to retrieve her kit or risk starting over naked."

"HARSH."

"Yeah. welcome to loD."

Sarah appeared on the screen and noted the RV was moving.

"ood morning, Goreleech."

"Mornin Sarah."

"Where's Hailfyre?"

"She stabbed me awake this morning. I got a long ass rope. But I am NOT some fucking punching bag. She got thrown off the RV and we're moving."

Angel passed him a coffee.

"Thanks, Angel."

"Ha."

He took a deep drink as he pulled the RV over for the morning interview and planning. Sarah looked to her paper.

"So you have broken up with your toxic girlfriend, Goreleech?"

"I did. Hailfyre has some SEVERE emotional and pyschological issues she needs to work out. But I am not letting her back on my RV."

He got a ping and found it was a message from Hailey.

"Help me! Please! I'm being chased!"

He merely wrote back one line.

"I tried to help you. All that did was get me stabbed. YOU are on your OWN you miserable bitch."

He hit send and blocked her. He sighed and Angel patted him on the back.

"Don't go crawling back."

"Yeah I know. Still. Goes against the grain. She WAS my best friend you know."

Kora smiled.

"And you say I'M too kindhearted for this shit."

"Ha. And this is coming from the legendary goreleech."

"MAkes sense you got a heart o gold man."

angel hugged him and Tyler hugged her warmly before he looked to the screen. Sarah smiled.

"You heard it here first. Goreleech and Hailfyre's relationship has come to a bitter end."

The outro was completed and Tyler sat at the table with the duo and Kora noted him look out the window.

"I'll drive for a bit, Gore."

"Thanks Kora. Yeah. I'mma miss her."

Angel smiled.

"You really DID fall in love. OUCH."

"Yeah. I'mma go sulk for a while."

They chuckled at the trope and he went into the back and looked out the rear window at the road as the RV got moving and he sighed.

"Why Hails? I did everything I could to help you. I WANT you with us. And yet you'd rather be a MISERABLE BITCH."

He sighed and watched the road retreating into the background and shivered as he missed his friend. He looked the bed over and the rest of the room using his CSI level thoroughness incase Hailey had left anything and found nothing. So he dusted his blanket off, snapped it and remade the bed. Afterwards he laid on the thing for half an hour before the ache in his heart dulled...then faded...and went away entirely. I did nothing but try to help you, Hailey. I loved you. I really did. And yet you got so FUCKING mean when Angel walked in. I OFFERED you SO MANY TIMES to by may girl and every time you played the bitch routine. And when I took your rejection and turned to Angel suddenly I'M the bad guy? fuck you. I AM gonna miss her though. He sighed again and shrugged as he let the minor heartbreak go. He got up and went out of the room to find Angel and Kora in the cab of RV. Kora driving and Angel with her feet on the dash. The pair smiled as tyler walked up behind them and Kora looked ahead.

"feelin better, boss?"

Tyler chuckled.

"Yeah. I'm alright. Hails was just too damn toxic. I did EVERYTHING I could for her."

Angel passed him a beer.

"Here. No heartache is complete without beer."

"I'dda said vodka."

"THAT too!"

They laughed as he chugged the thing and put the can aside. Kora smirked.

"Grenade?"

"Pretty much."

"Ha. Classic."

Tyler looked out the windshield.

"How we looking?"

Angel shrugged.

"we passed a few wrecked cars but nothing worth lookin into. Priuses."

"Alright. we need bullets, food and water. we got storage and plenty of it. My guess is we're about two hours from the next town."

Kora smiled.

"Wanna swap out?"

"I will when we get eyes on the town. Then we take up guard posts. One at the rear, the other in the windows."

They nodded and Tyler smiled.

"And Angel?"

"we're back on."

He hugged her.

"Thanks guys."

They fistbumped him and Kora chuckled.

"we gotchya back, Gore."

Angel nodded.

"what he said."

Tyler went to the back and sat at the table with the map open and he noted a military base nearby. that made him tilt his head.

"Huh."

Angel's amused voice was heard.

"we'll plan raids the right way, Gore. Make a list an we'll talk it over."

"Sure Angel. YOU two have any friends lookin to help out?"

Kora chuckled as he slowed down to negotiate a long turn.

"Nah. Since I'm a VERY proud gay, most people avoid me unless they're the same direction."

"Ha. Nice diss."

"I work at it. i hate those guys too....even IF some a their songs are fire."

Angel shrugged.

"My friends aren't really team players. And we're not really the gamer friends type."

"Makes sense."

Tyler then smirked.

"Ya know what I just realized?"

"You ARE gay?"

"NO. And NO."

"damn."

They laughed at that one and Tyler chuckled.

"we don't have a pen. Or a pencil. Or a marker."

Angel smirked.

"And we are now FUCKED because of it, right?"

"eh kinda. we'll find one later. Kinda hard to plan a raid without notes."

They chuckled at that one as the Survivor went back to the front of the RV and watched the world approach for a while.

"How's the tanks?"

"About 3/4s of the first."

"We got four jerry cans. So we'll see about an actual barrel too."

Angel looked ahead.

"Town's approaching."

The next town was a small one with maby 40 buildings. Tyler and Kora swapped with the hunter taking the Browning 30-30 to the rear and Angel pulled the M1014. Tyler tossed her the WA2000 and she smiled.

"we need more rifles."

"We'll see what we can find."

Tyler brought rhe RV from 25 miles to a measly 10 as they entered the town. The road was covered in battered corpses with not a one in sight walking. As he rolled the Rv through the town he noted a shadow move in a house.

"Movement on the right."

The RV stopped and they locked it up tight as Tyler took his 870. He looked at Kora.

"You keep watch on the RV, Kora. we'll to swapping raids."

"Gotchya. I get a colt?"

Tyler passed him the handgun and a few mags while Angel watched the street. Then the pair went to the house in question. it being a victorian style manor with two floors and high ceilings. Tyler wne to the front door with the 6 shell twenty gauge 870 shotgun in his arms. Angel opened the door and he swung inside. The place was like straight out of the haunting in conneticut with a set of stairs leading to the second floor and an number of rooms. Angel frowned as she saw this.

"Gore?"

"Odds are we found it. Guard up. Basement."

"And we wasted our ONE grenade."

"eh for this I wish i had a flamethrower."

"SO true."

"Eyes on the basement door."

The pair moved to the basement door under the stairs and Angel took the knob. He nodded and she tore it open to reveal a narrow stairway into the darkness. Tyler took the tac light from his colt and slapped it onto the 870's barrel and the Survivor led the way down the steps with Angel following behind him. The stairs turned a corner and Tyler swung his shotgun around...only to be faced with a wide open basement like one would find in a funeral home. He sighed.

"miniboss."

Angel nodded with a new look of nerves on her face.

"Yup. we got enough shells?"

"I got 40. And the Skorpion with about 30 20 round mags."

"I got the M1014 and 15 shells. Plus the Glock18 an I think 15 mags."

"We should be fine. Try not to get cornered. And all else fails....set something on fire."

"I can do that."

"Let's start this shitshow."

Tyler went into the basement with the gun at the ready and Angel right beside him as he approached the back of the room. A large gurney was seen with a sheet covering a still form and Tyler lifted an eyebrow.

"If you're a player trying to hide, for the love of GOD tell us now. Or we will shoot you."

The sheet didn't move and Angel smirked.

"Guess not."

Tyler pulled a knife from his belt and hefted it. he flung the thing and a screech of pain was heard from a now floating corpse as a healthbar appeared over it's head.

"BANSHEE! drop it!"

The shotguns opened up and the healthbar dropped in large chunks until it ran out and the thing dropped to the gurney. Tyler slammed 4 extra shells at a time into his shotgun.

"Angel?"

"Clear! what the hell?"

"Banshee. Lower tier miniboss-type elite enemy. They LOVE to scream yet if you shoot them in the face with a shotgun at near pointblank range their ability is rendered useless. Their face is their HUGE weakpoint with every hit dealin 10X damage."

"NAsty."

"Oh yeah. A few enemies have them. we'll get some good stuff from it though."

Angel noted a large backpack on the floor and took it.

"The house?"

"Worth looking into. Banshees are a reactionary type enemy. It reacts when attacked. It IS entirely possible to loot the entire room with it here and it NOT MOVE so long as you don't touch it."

"Cool."

Tyler looked around the embalming room now.

"Fact this IS a miniboss arena means there should be some good loot here."

"On it."

the friends searched the place and came up with a few medical kits that made tyler smile.

"Not bad. These we'll give to kora."

They walked upstairs and went to the large kitchen where they found a mass of food and drink they stuffed into their packs. Angel smiled.

"full."

"You go unload. i got 50 pounds left."

"Appreciate the trust."

She headed to the Rv and Tyler went for the second floor now. His shotgun at the ready as he climbed the stairs and turned the corner. The upper floor was empty of the living or unliving as Tyler reached the landing. He went to the firest room and pushed the door open....only to see a little girl looking at the wall giggling to herself. He lifted the shotgun and buried the shell into the sally's head. It exploded and Tyler swung the gun around as another sally came skipping down the hall with bared fangs. she too ate a shotgun shell and he dropped to slot the missing two shells in the tube as Angel came running up the stairs with her 10114.

"You good?"

"TWO fucking sallys!"

"JESUS."

"Yeah we got a regular house a horrors. But we're gettin stuff."

"Kora says the kits are the standard for ambulances."

"Makes sense. Alright. Appreciate you comin back, angel."

She smiled.

"Sure thing, Gore."

The Survivor went into the first room to retrieve the duffelbag the sally had dropped. Angel retrieved the last bag and the pair went to the master bedroom att he far end of the hall. Tyler pushed it open with the barrel of the gun to reveal a grand bed enshrouded in curtains and he noted a shape inside it.

"Player?"

No response.

"Shame. Light em up."

The gunfire boomed and the thing on the bed screamed and leapt at them...only for Tyler Tyler to slam a shoulder into the thing's misshapen torso and Angel shove the barrel of her shotgun into it;s mouth.

"FUCK YOU!"

She pulled the trigger and the insect head of the thing exploded as Tyler bodyslammed it to the floor. Angel shuddered as she saw the insect-like body of the creature.

"What the FUCK is this, Gore?"

He kicked it again.

"A FUCKING clicker. Insect zombie. They like to leap. In close quarters they're fuckin lethal. Basically a mutated cockroach. ONE shot to the jaw from medium an above will kill it outright. I HATE these things cause they're fucking everywhere. ugh. They drop stuff."

"I got the shopping bag. I...need a shower."

"TRUST ME SISTER, we BOTH do. do it right."

"Yeah."

The pair went around the room and Tyler lifted the mattress of the grandbed...

"I got a freakin rifle case."

"Nu-uh."

"Uh-huh."

She whistled as he pulled the thing out.

"wow. Keys?"

"probably in the drawer."

They found the keys and Tyler looked at the closet and went over. Angel smirked.

"Need new pants tough guy?"

"Kinda. Been wearing the same ones for a week."

"EW. NOW I need new panties."

"Just don't wear panties, Angel. Problem solved."

"Ha. fine. I'll go commando for your raunchy ass. And i love a good bikini day."

"I am erect as a lighthouse."

"I'll break it later."

"Thank the LORD for sexy russian blondes."

She laughed at that heartfelt prayer as tyler found a few pairs of denim jeans in his size and in Kora's size. The scavengers returned to the RV and found Kora waiting with the Browning 30-30 at the ready. The sandy haired guy smiled as the friends returned.

"Anything good, Gore?"

"Yeah. a fucking banshee and clicker. One played a freakin Conneticut and the other was a big bad wolf. Clicker's an insect zombie."

"Yup. No sleep for me tonight."

"7 foot tall undead cockraoch that like to jump on you."

"Okay. NIGHTMARES for a WEEK. Thanks Gore."

"Sure!"

They chuckled and tyler set the loot bags on the table.

"Alright. We gt a LOT."

He unlocked the rifle case and opened the thing to reveal a new rifle with chestnut furniture, clean metal reciever and a rather iconic look that made Tyler smiled.

"Niiiiice. Kar98K form world war 2. 40 bullets. 8 stripper clips. And it's got a 6x scope."

The pair whistled as he lifted the rifle from the case. Angel smirked.

"we got our mainstay rile, Gore."

"And my new rifle. This thing is a lotta fun to fiddle with in here."

The case was put aside with the Kar hung on a peg as the shopping bag from the Clicker next. Tyler dumped it onto the table and nodded at the pile of stuff.

"Mostly food and some extra shells for the 870. That's usual clicker loot."

Next was the duffel bag from a sally and Tyler dumped it out. A gun came out and he tilted his head.

"weird. Mauser C/96 broomhandle. 10 round magazine....and looks like the semiautomatic varient. That's kinda cool seeing since it came out in 1896. But yeah. Novelty."

Kora took it.

"I need a sidearm anyway."

Tyler looked at the remaining loot when he noticed a small tube with a pin on it.

"Flashbang. That's kinda cool."

Angel smirked as he took the grenade.

"Don't miss."

"I won't."

The last sally duffel bag was dumped out and tyler smirked as he saw the longer gun in the pile.

"12 gauge stumpy police shotgun. Secondary sidearm."

Angel took it.

"I need a better sidearm really."

And last was the backpack from the Banshee. Tyler dumped it on the floor and they got a pile of stuff including a pair of long guns and several boxes of ammunition. Tyler took the first rifle.

"HEre's another fucking relic. M1 Garand. 15 clips of 8 30-06 rounds. I am KEEPING this."

Kora smirked.

"So long as I get that Grewehr 43 there."

Angel lifted a pistol.

"I got dips on this model 27 revolver."

The heads nodded and Tyler smiled as he set their new rifles aside.

"And we got a mass of ammo, food, and supplies for the RV. No attachments which makes sense. Alright. Secure the rifles and we'll get moving."

They nodded and the loot put up in the empty closet. Tyler set his new rifles in a cabinet with the garand and Kar staying in easy reach. He returned to the steering wheel and Kora had his new Greweher in hand as Tyler brought the RV to 10 miles an hour.

"So what else was in there, Gore?"

"Two sallys and a replica of the haunting in conneticut house."

"I...only got half a that."

"A sally is a little girl zombie. Like from the ring or Bioshock."

"JESUS."

"PREty much. Sallys are fuckin creepy man."

"Ha."

Tyler looked ahead as they rolled through the town.

"oh. Gas station on the right. we got walkers."

Angel smiled as she came over.

"My turn to watch the RV?"

"Yup. I'll park her by a pump. Think should still be working."

There was 5 five zombies walking around the station pumps and the friends dropped them with bats before Tyler parked the RV beside one of the gaspumps. Kora went to check the thing and smiled.

"I got pressure Gore."

"Alright. We'll fill the Jerry cans too."

"On it."

Angel was on watch as the two boys filled the tanks and jerry cans from the gas station pump. Once that was done she went into the RV itself and locked the door as the two boys went to the station itself. Tyler went in through the garage and smiled as he spotted a portable generator on a bench.

"I got a geny,"

"I got four more gas cans, Gore. we can fill the tanks over again with that."

"BAg em."

"ON it."

The two brought the loot to the RV and Angel tilted her head at the portable generator.

"Seems redundant Gore?"

"They're kinda hard to come by, Angel."

"Ah."

The next trip saw Tyler going for the extra batteries and kora the food. Then the pair both went to the back office and Tyler pushed the door open...to reveal a zombie hanging from a rope. Kora chuckled at the sight.

"Nice try jackass."

Tyler chuckled as he stabbed the thing.

"These are surprisingly common. Nine times outta ten there's a gun in the safe. One time I found a grenade."

"That makes no sense."

Tyler put his ear to the safe and in a few turns had the thing open. Kora chuckled.

"Of course."

"Oh we got American hundreds. These burn REAAALLY freakin well."

"cool. Anything good?"

"well."

Tyler pulled a folded stick AK74U submachine gun from the safe.

"depends what you call good."

That got a smirk.

"Niiiiice. Extra mags?"

"Nope. Just the one in the chamber."

"Thinks indestructable."

"I guess. I hate the platform though."

"My dad said the same thing when I said that."

"It's only merit is it's idiot proof."

"again! His line exactly!"

"Gimme a good ole M14 anyday."

"Get out of my head."

"Or ya know, M16."

"dude you are freakin me out with this telepath shit."

Tyler laughed at Kora's gulp.

"Its called cold reading. i learned it to fuck with people"

"Greeeat. a mind reader."

"Wanna fuck with the mindreaders?"

"Porn?"

"Hentai. Plaster your mind with THE most depraved shit you can think of. works like a charm EVERY time."

"Deep dive?"

"Yup. ONE guy I hit with the monkai hentai."

"JESUS...I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THIS!"

The Survivor laughed as he walked out with the loot....and found another car in the station with a group of five players looking at the RV curiously. Angel was inside with her shotgun out of sight and Tyler hefted his M1 Garand and Kora his Grewher. Tyler led the guy to the side of the group as they discussed what to do with the RV...when Tyler blew a whistle. They froze and Angel popped up in the window with her shotgun. The group of five saw they were caught and the leader lowered his rifle.

"Parlay!"

Tyler chuckled as he lowered his rifle.

"Damn the French."

Kora chuckled.

"Not Pkers?"

"Nah. Parlay is the ingame term for don't shoot mah ass."

Tyler walked over to the group and they all gasped as they saw his tag. The leader of the group, a tall, athletic woman with bright copper hair smiled as she spoke in a warm tone.

"The famous Goreleech? Yeah we don't stand a chance. we're not Pkers. Roaming nomads. I'm Dublin67654. Duby to my friends."

Tyler smiled.

"Gore. Nice wheels."

Duby smiled as he nodded to their Tahoe.

"Thanks. Where'd ya get an Rv?"

"Campground."

"OOOOf course. we will find one. Anything good?"

Tyler shrugged.

"There's a tribute house to the haunting in conneticute down that way. Victorian thing. and if you keep going on that road you might run into Hailfyre"

Duby nodded.

"We like horror. And we'll look out for her. we heard."

"Miniboss. in the house"

"We like a fight."

Tyler added her and her friends to his friendslist and Angel poked her head out.

"Anything to trade?"

The group smiled and Duby chuckled.

"we got a small pile of liquor bottles we haven't done anything with."

Tyler smiled.

"We got a few handguns and bullets we can let go."

They swapped the rugers and bullets for em for a few bottles of 150 proof liquor and Tyler waved as they got moving. Then he looked to his own friends.

"And that was how the betabase was. We didn't have to ask if you were pkers. NO ONE was. I mean they were but not with any evil intent."

Kora smiled as they got back into the RV.

"I'm kinda sad I missed out on it."

"Yeah. it was a fun experience. The nightmares aside."

Angel looked at him as they got rolling.

"why'd you tell them about Hailfyre?"

"Conscience."

"Ha."

The friends moved along the road seeking new places to loot before they reached the other side and Tyler smiled.

"YES I grabbed a few pens and markers and a whiteboard."

They chuckled at that one. The friends put a few miles between them and the town before Tyler pulled over and unrolled the map. He tapped the nearby military base.

"My next goal is to loot the military base. It'll be crawling in zombies, several elites, and armored zombies. That said? It is nothing but worth it. we can roll ut of there with anything from guns and ammo to MREs and medical equipment to freakin tanks."

Kora crossed his arms.

"Can three of us raid it alone, Gore?"

"Sure. i raid military bases alone a lot."

"Dude. You're YOU."

"Okay? I'm not some knda god."

Angel chuckled.

"No. But you're ARE really good at this."

"I learned. You guys'll be fine. Pick your targets, stay calm, DON'T. MISS. And you're golden."

Angel smiled and the busry blonde nodded.

"alright. How long to get there?"

"Bout 2 days drive. We'll pass through here."

He tapped another town.

"It'll be a military family town so we can expect military grade equipment and loot. we'll stopover here at this rest stop and refill the tanks and continue on to the base. ONE good raid in the base and we can move on to this."

He tapped the main city in the center of the map.

"The city of Sanberna. we'll stick to the outskirts as we cut clean through. Zombies in the MILLIONS and elites in the same. Once on the other side we'll continue south."

They nodded and Kora smiled.

"We're gonna need extra tires."

They chuckled at that one and Tyler retook the wheel.

"We got a lotta driving ahead a us."

Angel sat beside him and Kora flopped on the couch. The group pulled out of the gas station heading along the main street of the town and Tyler kept the RV at a steady 5 miles an hour in the event a house or shop seemed interesting. It did not take long.

"Heads up. Got a police station on the right."

The pair looked and Kora smiled as he saw the precinct.

"And a sheriff's office too. They might have more shotguns."

Angel smiled as she loaded her M1014.

"Let's go take a look."

She pumped it and the guys whistled.

"Damn, Angel. That was kinda sexy."

"I'm gay and even I gotta agree."

The friends chuckled as Tyler loaded up his 870. Angel smiled as she stacked up behind Tyler atthe RV door.

"This is fun."

He smirked at tha truth as the pair headed out while kora locked the RV down. Tyler led the way right to the front door of the police station and found the door to be unlocked. An gel smirked as he led her in first.

"Such a gentlemen."

"well I AM the romantic type."

"Ya got yer ways."

Tyler smirked as he went to the next door and spotted a zombie on the otherside of the bullet proof glass as Angel looked at the same glass curiously as Tyler snuck up behind the zombie and snapped it's neck.

"We can't take the glass can we?"

"we could. I'd need some tools though but we could."

"Huh."

"Mark the place and when we find the stuff we need we'll come back and collect it."

She nodded and the pair moved through the precinct dropping zombies without a sound. The pair came to a steel door and Tyler took the handle as Angel readied her shotgun. He pushed it open....just to be faced with a 8 foot tall stregor in full riot gear on the other side. Angel's blue eyes went wide at this nightmare scenario but to her credit didn't make a sound or move as Tyler looked at the unmoving beast. He nodded and pulled a knife from his belt before he dropped into a low crouch. angel looked at him incredulously as the Survivor snuck over to the gorilla in body armor...and pounced on the thing from behind. The beast huffed and went to roar in fury....only for the 7 inch knife to carve a new smile across it's throat. it dropped with a thud and Tyler smirked as he sheathed the knife with a twirl.

"And STAY down."

"I am fucking you into unconsciousness tonight, Gore. and I THINK I might have just fallen in love."

He chuckled at Angel's awe-filled confession.

"Thanks Angel. I'll teach ya how I did that."

"YOU are a BADASS."

"Ha. Come on."

She smiled as he put the fresh duffel bag of loot on his back. The room the stregor had been found in turned out to be a secure evidence lockup. Tyler walked along the lines of shelves containing banned items until he came to a large green brick that made him smirk.

"Got 4 pounds a weed, Angel."

"Nice. I got a gun."

"On you."

She smirked at that as the expert walked over and she hefted the thing.

"Dunno what it is."

He looked....and blew a long, slow whistle.

"SOMEONE had a FUCKING hookup. caaause that is NOT something you can buy at a store. That's a fucking LMG! A STONER M63 LIGHT MACHINEGUN. There is NO. REASON. that should be here. Take it. OH MY GOD we are taking that."

Angel whistled as she held the beefy machinegun.

"Damn dude. Hardcore?"

"Oh yeah. 5.56 caliber and the hundred round box magazine. That thing is now our general purpose machinegun. Come on. We need to see what else this place has. Odds are, it's a BUGGED site."

She nodded and the gun was loaded onto Tyler's pack as well as the weed. Tyler led the searching now along the evidence locker and came upon more weed, a few boxes of Russian 7.62 rounds, and a pair of brassknuckles Angel claimed.

"For when you piss me off, Gore."

"Great. A Russian with an iron fist."

She chuckled.

"Slick."

"I got a few. The armory oughta be hardcore but we got a backup plan."

The friends headed for the police armory now and Tyler smiled as he found the lockup and picked said lock.

"I wouldn't be surprised if we found another Wa-Wa."

They walked into the onsite firing range and Tyler looked down said range....only to spot a hunched over creature with slate grey skin.

"Angel get out of the cage and lock it. NOW."

She reacted on reflex and Tyler pulled the Stoner with a dark look on his face.

"NOT this time you sick sonuvabitch. Angel, DO NOT get seen by it."

"what is it?"

Tyler slammed the charging handle back with authority.

"A Grey Mounter. It fucks it's prey and uses them as breeders. Underdark monster. I got captured by a clan once in the beta. I escaped but not until a few rounds. I'mma kill this fuckin thing."

He walked up and noted four more such shapes in the range and he cracked his neck. Then he aimed the M63...and pulled the trigger. The first of the beasts lowed like an ox from the sudden barrage of bullets before it dropped. Tyler swung the rifle around and poured lead into the now dashing creatures and the beefy 5.56 machinegun tore them to shreds before they dropped. Tyler slapped the tac light from the colt onto the rail of the MG and found a hole in the rear wall of the armory. He nodded.

"Angel, loot the armory for EVERYTHING. THAT'S an entrance into the Underdark. Load up an we're gettin the fuck outta here. MOVE."

"On it!"

The blonde raced around the room with Tyler guarding the entrance with the MG and she emptied everything she found into her bag. Tyler looted the dead beasts himself as Angel was heard.

"Set!"

"Bail."

The pair left the range and Tyler used a carabiner to lock the range off entirely before he followed. Angel shuddered at the story he'd told her as the pair returned to the RV.

"So you were raped by them, Gore?"

"Yeah. I NEARLY died. That was my ONE foray into the Underdark and I was kitted out to the nines in nightvision and guns. I got out by tearing the thing's throat out and gunning them down with an MG42 I found with a 500 round belt. The betabase then made a mutal agreement to NEVER go down there EVER. So in essence there's an entire half of the beta we just refused to explore from just how fucked up it is."

"Jesus CHRIST."

"Hmm-hm. Rumor has it at the bottom of the Underdark is the TRUE ultimate boss of Lord of the Dead but no one's got the ass to try it."

The pair returned to the RV and Kora whistled as he saw the M63.

"Jesus. what the hell?"

"We are leaving the station and pretending it doesn't exist. it's got an entrance into the Underdark down there."

Tyler took a screenshot of the station and put up a warning message.

"Underdark entrance discovered. Grey Mounter nest confirmed."

The reply?

"Quaratine established. Building and block marked for bombing run in future."

Kora and Angel whistled as Tyler took the wheel.

"Wow."

"GORELEECH is shaken by them things. Weeeee don't stand a fucking chance."

"I was down there 15 minutes. BEFORE I got caught."

"Yup."

"NOPE."

The trio pulled away from the station as the betabase sent up general warnings to the entire player base to avoid the Underdark at all costs for the creatures that lived down there. Tyler pulled a bottle of IBC rootbeer and flipped the cap off with a thumb for a deep swig. Angel chuckled as she sat beside him.

"Nice."

"I work at it. Anything good?"

"Didn't look. Like five guns though."

"we'll take a look in a bit."

"Sure. You good?"

"I'm alright. I can let stuff that happens to me ingame go a lot easier since It's not happening to me IRL if that makes sense."

Kora chuckled as he looked over from the MG.

"Makes total sense. Explains why you didn't freak out with a KABAR buried to the hilt in your chest."

"I did something like that for a week straight in the beta. Freaked Termitron the FUCK out when I walked outta the bathroom. heeeey Termi? I THINK I fucked up. Poor bastard was everybody's bitch to fuck with in the beta. I miss that guy."

Kora chuckled.

"He gulable?"

"Yeaaah. And a DAMN good guy to hang with. Just like SUPPPPER gullable."

They left the town and once they were a few miles from it Tyler pulled off the road. Then the friends gathered the loot from the police station and Angel smiled as the guns were unloaded.

"I got every last bullet too."

"Thanks Angel. Alright."

The guns were laid out and Tyler crossed his arms as he looked to the first.

"THERE'S freakin relic. Krag-jorgensan bolt action rifle. It's a solid marksmen rifle from the first world war with a five round side mounted magazine. 7.62s work in it since it'd be a right bitch to gnerate bullets for every single gun in the world."

Kora took it.

"I loved it in other games."

Tyler looked at the next gun and smirked.

"And here's an icon on police walls. MP5 Submachinegun. 9mm parabellum and it's the MP5K version with foregrip. Nice."

Angel took the thing with a smirk.

"I always liked the 5K."

The third gun made tyler shrug.

"eh. Standard M99 over under double barrel 12 gauge. Take it or leave it."

Kora took it with a fond smile.

"My dad has one with a carved chestnut stock. Got a freakin wolf on it."

"I approve."

The forth gun made him smirk.

"There's a stereotype. Colt new service revolver. .38 special. we'll set it to trade as we got better options."

And the last gun was another M1014 which made Tyler chuckle.

"THIS one has the extended tube for 8 shells. The other'll be a trader or backup gun. And we got a thousand rounds in all from the station armory. Any 5.56?"

Angel passed him a small crate of 300.

"Here, Gore."

"I'll reload the Stoner, Kora feel like drivin?"

"Sure. So i saw the weed."

"NO getting high behind the wheel."

"Yes dad."

"Good boy. Get goin."

"Okay. i regret my choice. Errrrrr."

Tyler and Angel laughed at his cringe as Kora took the wheel. The Survivor and Angel put the new guns in the closet that served as the RV weapon's locker and the ammo in Tyler's room at the rear. Once the goods were put up Tyler made sure to put the weed in a cupboard in his room.

"Drugs and guns don't mix."

He went out and found Angel relaxing in a tanktop and booty shorts on the couch with her long legs crossed alluringly on the rear of the couch. The busty blonde smirked as Tyler leered at her.

"I know. I'm gorgeous."

"drop DEAD gorgeous."

"I'm game."

Kora sighed as the pair went to the back room.

"Greeeat. I'm their taxi driver. I'm not jealous. Nope. NOOOOOT AT ALLLLLL."

Tyler and Angel went a few rounds in teh sheets before dropping. Tyler smiling as he fell into her large bust and Angel smiling as he held her tightly after.

"I admit. I freakin love this."

"ME too, Angel."

She smiled and he kissed her lovingly.

"Verdict?"

The blonde snuggled into his chest.

"well. I ADORE the love and attention you shower me in, the sex is fan-FUCKING-tastic, and you're my best friend in this game. You're so sweet....yeah. I think we're better at fuckbuddies."

He smiled warmly.

"I figured. Your type?"

"Well....I DO like girls too. But....eh. I like getting fucked in the ass by a girl with a strapon then a guy with a real dick. As FUCKING amazing as it is."

Tyler shrugged at this one and kissed her.

"I gotchyer back, Angel."

"Thanks Gore. And we'll keep fuckin around as I HATE dry spells."

"Sure thing, Angel. I'd ask your real name, but ya know."

She smiled and her blue eyes were warm.

"I know. If I WERE to fall? I'll let you know."

"Same here."

The pair cleaned up in the shower and went out. Tyler sat by Kora and the guy fistbumped him.

"Dead on arrival?"

Tyler nodded with a smile.

"Yeah. Sadly. Girls are just that much better."

"fair. You good?"

"Oh yeah. i knew the first night. Kept the door open an all but yeah."

"KINDA scared who'll ACTUALLY say yes."

"NOT you."

"OOH honey, don't be like that! I'm nice!"

"Ya know the last time I heard that line? it came from the mouth of an ugly bastard with a KID fetish."

"JESUS. fuck man."

"Yup. It's okay. He got hit by a bus."

Kora shivered and Angel leaned in over their seats with a smirk.

"Gore's awesome in bed and sweet, but gimme a busty redheaded girl with a strapon ANNNNYday."

"Ha."

"I am LOVING that image. Not bad, Angel."

"I got class."

"I guess that you the class act."

The friends chuckled at that one and she smiled.

"How we looking?"

Tyler opened the map.

"Kora bang a left.....here."

"Got it. so we're heading for the military base."

"Yup. Goal is bullets, attachments, and more modern weaponry. world war kit will get us outta LOOOTTA problems but we can't really DO anything to em."

Kora nodded as he manuvered the bus around the tight turn.

"I'd say we need more medical. But we always need more medical. Trailer?"

"We'll see what we can find. odds are we'd need to raid another campground to find one."

"Makes sense. Think you could rework this thing into the Lost World trailers, Gore?"

"Oh definitely. just a question of resources and a proper yard."

Angel crossed her arms.

"Will we set up somewhere temporalily, Gore? we'd be able to do a lot with a set area to work with."

That made him frown and he sat back in his seat.

"That....is not a bad idea, Angel. with a few days in a set area we could EASILY crank out a few upgrades on the RV. Problem is the right area. it'd need the right mix of mats and access to rarer mats for such a thing."

Kora looked at him.

"That town by the base could work."

"It could. huh. We'll scout the town and see if it'll do for a temporay base of operations as we upgrade the RV. It IS we'll carve out a base."

They nodded and Kora smiled.

"It'll be fun to see the master basebuilder at work."

Tyler chuckled.

"And it'll be fun putting you two to work building a base."

"Don't let it go to your head."

"Don't let it go to your head."

The friends chuckled at the unison shutdown as the sun went down and they pulled off the road. Sarah appeared on the screen and she smiled.

"Good evening, Goreleech. Kora, Angel."

They waved and the reporter looked at Tyler.

"You and Angelstar are not getting together, Goreleech?"

"Wee're better off as best friends and even better fuckbuddies Sarah."

Angel nodded with a smile.

"Gore's great an all...but i like girls just that much more."

Sarah nodded with a smile.

"Your relationship status is still open and seeking, Goreleech?"

The survivor nodded.

"Yup. Kinda curious who'll be the one."

They chuckled and Sarah looked at her paper.

"The beta players have been establishing quaratine zones and sites across the game world, Goreleech. Could yoi explain to us whaty they are?"

"Sure. They're places that are too fucking dangerous to explore withouy EXTREME support. And some are forbidden to solo raids due to the hellscape it is. If you were to go TOO deep in the Underdark and die, you DON'T respawn topside and instead respawn naked down there. Andf then you will NEVER get out unless you're rescued. And even then you'll NEVER be the same person you were going in. I am flatout REFUSING to go down there. Me. Goreleech666."

He shivered and that spoke volumes before Sarah looked to the next question.

"You discovered a tribute to the Haunting in Conneticut. Were you a fan of the movie?"

"I never saw it actually. i saw the documentary A Haunting did on it. I'm a paranormal buff as well so I dabble in stuff like ghost hunting from time to time."

Angel smiled.

"We'll chat then."

"I got my collections of shows."

"We'll get popcorn then. And chat."

"Sure thing Angel."

Kora shrugged.

"I'mma disbeliever. i want something to come up and slap me in the face. There. It's real."

"I can respect that."

Tyler looked back at Sarah and she smiled.

"Are you religious in any way Goreleech?"

"NOPE. I am a HAPPY athiest."

Angel whistled.

"Me too. YOUR thing?"

"God knows all. And god never makes mistakes, right?"

"You are."

"God created everything, right?"

"Again, you are."

Tyler smirked.

"Sooooo WHY did he create Lucifer KNOWING he would betray hum...KNOWING he'd create evil? if god is so good....WHY DID HE CREATE SUFFERING AT ALL?"

Angel and Kora chuckled.

"THAT is a good one."

"Yeah. Damn. I'm caught. "

Sarah nodded with a slightly smaller smile now.

"Yu are an atheist."

"I am."

"do you OPPOSE religion?"

Tyler crossed his arms.

"I am wholeheartedly against living a life entirely centered around religion. THAT is as toxic as it gets. An example. The Mother from the Stephen King Novel Carrie. People like her are nothing but MONSTERS that hde behind their texts and commit EVILS all in the name of righteousness. If you live like that, I condemn you. As you are MISERABLE and the people you live around SUFFER your presence."

Kora smirked.

"Yeeeah. My town hates you now. They are VERY Christain."

"To Quote Roger Smith. Christainty. My favorite deadbeat dad story. Check it. God creates this kid then leaves him. Later, when the kid becomes famous, God wants him to go live with him."

Angel and Kora laughed at that one and Sarah lifted an eyebrow.

"THAT...is disturbing."

"Ha."

Tyler smiled as he looked at the mainstream reporter.

"Religion is fine. Being prouf of it is fine. But don't whip it out in public and force it down people's throats like you think you know better. You don't."

Kora smirked.

"weird image."

"I got it off a bilboard. And the first line?"

"Hit me."

"Religion is like a penis."

"HA!"

"Oh my god that's fucked up but it's funny."

Tyler looked at Sarah and the reporter sighed.

"That is all the time we have. Good night, Goreleech."

"Ha."

The screen went out and Angel smirked.

"That was Fox right?"

"Yup."

"Ha! Way to fuck with the system!"

"Yeah. it's fun to fuck with the reporters. Wanna bet the next reporter is some kinda evanglist?"

The teenagers laughed at that possibility as Mylissa, Tyler's manager appeared on the screen. She smirked as he looked at her.

"I know EXACTLY I'mma spin you."

"Rebel without a care?"

"Rebel without a damn. YOU don't fucking who you offend and will GLADLY call someone out if you think they're wrong. I love it."

"How's the pop charts?"

"Holding steady. That fight with the Banshee was a highpoint. Think you can a phrase or something when you go into a fight like that?"

"Sure. I can try out different oneliners. i'd LIKE to think i got a flair for it."

Mylissa nodded.

"And you haven't been playing music a lot. There a reason for it?"

"KINDA forgot it was there."

"I'll ask you to include some of it in your activities. It'd go a long way to get attention."

"Sure. Zombies can't hear it so. Anything i oughta know bout now?"

The manager looked at a paper.

"Just a mass of loveletters from every girl your own age not in the game. Some are.....raunchy."

"Upload em and I'll take a look."

"HA! All I got. Interviews and meet and greets are coming but not yet. You need a POP of some kind for it."

"We're raiding a military base."

"That'll do it. Alright, Gore, all I got."

The screen went out and Kora looked at him curiously.

"Whatchyu got for tunes, Gore?"

"A lot. Whaddya in the mood fer?"

"Something DARK."

Tyler smirked and went to his collection.

"LAdies and whatever the fuck the rest of you are, I present to you, Confess, Divide music's tribute to Alucard of Hellsing Ultimate."

He hit play and Angel smirked as the opening riffs were heard.

"Damn. i wanna kill stuff to this."

"we will get our chance, Angel. we will get our chance."

Kora nodded as the heavy guitar was heard.

"Damn dude. I like it."

Tyler chuckled at that and the RV was secured for the night. dinner was made from leftover pizza and Tyler settled into his large queen sized bed alone for once. Once comfy he looked at the empty spot beside him....and chuckled quietly to himself.

"First time in a week or so I sleep alone and it feels weird. That's kinda cool."