Group 11 Introduction

Axsel was waiting in his prison cell, like any other day. They had served them breakfast not too long before. There were strange noises coming from some other cell blocks, but none of them paid any mind. He and his cell mate, Rocks, were working out so that their muscles didn't cramp, again. Just simple push ups though. They kind of competed as there was nothing else to do really.

Axsel brushed back his black hair. He let it grow out a bit this time. He had dark skin, thanks to his Latino and black heritage, and had decided to grow a bit of a goatee. He looked at Rocks, he was a big guy. Axsel was more of a lean muscular guy, Rocks was a bulky tank of a man. He had a few tattoos. He was almost bald now, shaving his blond hair every once in a while. He had ice blue eyes and was pretty intimidating.

They had been childhood friends and couldn't stay away from trouble. Constantly getting into fights caught up to them though. They were at a bar one day, went out through the back. There, they had gotten into a fight that had sent them here. They had killed a couple of guys and sent two more to the hospital. Because of that, Rocks had Nancy looking at him like a hero though. “Dude, what the hell is going on in this place?” Rocks asked. He was looking out of their bars, listening.

“I don't know. It sounds like hell though.” Snake said from across the way. He had red hair and freckles. He was smart, and happened to do a lot of things like bombings and hacking. He was silent and observant. A good guy to have on your side. He was quick and sneaky. He assessed everything and would tell them if it was worth doing or not. Those piercing green eyes were always calculating.

The other cell blocks were full out screaming. There were all these weird sounds and gunfire going on. You could hear moans and people cursing, pleading and begging. You could smell blood. It was making their cell block rather antsy. They all stood and waited. They soon heard footsteps. Someone was running to their block, coming closer and closer. They soon saw that it was Kidder running.

Kidder was the name they gave him 'cause he was the jokester. He always wanted to please them, and always acted like a kid. So, the guards hardly paid him attention, which he used to his advantage. He was a short guy, he had curly, light brown hair. He would get people feeling bad for him and crap because of those big honey brown eyes of his. They made him appear innocent.

Right now, he was opening their cells and telling them that the place was crawling with zombies. They would have questioned it if they didn't have to run. Being the Kid though, he tossed the keys to someone to let them unlock the rest. Some were surprised he was in here. He was a psychotic person though. He was put in the mental ward. He was normal, until he started getting molested by his uncle. This caused him to snap. At the age of fourteen, he killed all the men in his family. He happily pleaded guilty.

They had all met up in here. Truthfully, they all knew of each other, but soon found out that they could get along. They were happy as hell about that now. Running pass it all, they saw guards getting ripped into by others. They were all growling and clawing at them. The 4 just ran faster. They made it to the exit and Snake stopped them all. “We need to be careful. There could be anything waiting for us.”

“Ok. Everyone, stay low and move quietly but quickly. Keep a look out for anything.” Ax whispered to them. They all nodded and started their way to the road. It was a slow but rewarding process. Once there, they saw an overturned transport. It had some people halfway hanging out of the windows. Dead.

There was fire covering that side of the road, blocking them from going that way. So, left it was then! They started their trek and looked for a vehicle for themselves. They knew they needed to move on.