World War Z

[Zihark Faroda]

A gunshot rang out. Ricard quickly whipped around toward the source as another shot rang out. The street was still deserted, however. A third shot went off followed by the shattering of glass. Ricard looked up to see a woman's body half hanging out of a second story window, a good sized chunk of her head having been blown off.

"Oh ******** this," Ricard said and took off running down the street. He knew that he should've waited for emergency responders to arrive to explain what he did to that guy whom attacked him, but with another crazy person in one house and a guy shooting people in another, getting away from that area seemed the best bet.  

[Nikki Faroda]

As she heard gunshots not to far away, she started running with her dog and stuff. She continued running as fast as she could to get to the edge of town. She ended up running into someone and fell over. When she stood up she realized it was a man. She grabbed her knife and stood ready to attack as her dog, who normally didn't like strangers, walked up to him like she wanted to be petted.  

[Zihark Faroda]

Ricard made a quick glance behind him to make sure he wasn't being followed and soon found the wind nearly knocked out of him as he was hit hard in the chest by bumping into someone turning the corner. He stumbled back a few steps and then looked ahead of him to find a young girl, no more than 16, sprawled out on the ground. The stuff she had been carrying with her had fallen all over and her dog, or at least he assumed it was her dog, walked over to him quite casually. Before Ricard could extend his hand out to help the girl up she had already stood up herself, and almost as quickly had grabbed a knife and readied herself as if to attack.

"Whoa girl," Ricard quickly said, "I know all hell seems to be breaking loose around here, but that's no reason to pull a knife on me. I mean you no harm. Sorry for running into you like that."  

[Nikki Faroda]

"Who are you and where are you headed" she spoke in a terrified voice and pulled at the leash. "Harley" the golden retriever just looked at her and tugged back waiting for him to pet her. She held the knife as steady as she could but this had never happened before. Harley hated people she didn't know, more then Ashley hated men and here was a man she had never met and Harley wanted to be petted. It had taken Harley 2 months to get used to Ashley.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"The name's Ricard, but you can call me Rick if it's easier for you," Ricard replied slightly hesitantly, his eyes watching her hand and the knife held within it very closely. The girl's dog continued to look at him, and even fight back against her owner, as if she wanted something. Carefully, he reached out his hand and began to pet the dog behind the ear. "I'm headed anywhere that isn't back where I just came from, and if you're smart you'll stay away from there as well. There's a lot of strange things happening and last I saw there was some maniac shooting people."  

[Nikki Faroda]

"Ok i'm Ashley and this is my golden retriever Harley" she slowly reach her hand without the knife out to shake his. She didn't dare drop the knife as she tried to explain that the everyone was eating each other had started and that the military were taking all uninfected people somewhere safe. Then asked if he had been attacked and injured. She didn't know if Harley was right to trust him or even why she was still hanging around him. She thought herself nuts to stay she had to get away from this town but she had this strange feeling that if she left him she would lose her baby.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Nice to meet you Ashley," Ricard replied as he took her hand and shook it carefully, "and you as well Harley." He stood there and listened to what Ashley had to say about the events unfolding around them. They were pretty hard to beleive, but then again she was the only source of info he had at the moment, plus, the things she were saying did match up somewhat with what he had witnessed first hand. "I was attacked. Some guy who nearly ran me over attacked me. I think he was trying to bite me."

He hesitated, unsure of whether to tell her or not that he was pretty sure the guy was already dead when he attacked him or that Ricard had killed him. She still had that knife, and the last thing he needed right now was to think that either he was crazy or a murderer, or worse both. "I scraped my knee when I jumped out of the way of his car," he continued with instead, "but other than that I think I'm ok."  

[Nikki Faroda]

She lowered the knife and put her bag of stuff on the ground pulling out a tackle box. "Are you positive you have no other wounds?" When she opens it up he sees all the standard medical supplies that would be needed for any common injury. She starts taking things out of the box and says, "May i see it?"  

[Zihark Faroda]

"None that I know of." Ricard quickly takes a look up and down the blocks around them. "Uh, not that I don't appreciate the concern, but considering you've just told me my incident wasn't an isolated one, don't you think maybe we should get inside someplace instead of being out in the open and exposed before taking care of things like that?"  

[Nikki Faroda]

"Well i guess you're right about moving, but where should we go" She put her stuff back in the bag and looked around for a safe place when harley started barking and Ashley looked in that direction and saw a much of people staggering toward them.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Don't look at me, I know nothing about this place," Ricard replied. "I was just passing through." He looked up and turned his head at the same time Ashley did when Harley began barking. The group of people staggering toward them didn't move like normal people, and he immediately noticed their movements as mimicing those of the man that attacked him and the one banging on that window.

"That's not good," Ricard said without hesitation, worry creeping into his voice. "Wherever we go, it needs to be away from them, and quickly. Here, give me your bag. We can move much faster if you don't have both Harley and your bag to worry about."  

[Nikki Faroda]

"Fine and i guess we could go to my house for the moment it's not to far, follow me" She throws him the bag and starts running in the opposite direction of the zombies. Harley starts running faster then Ashley therefore tugging on her leash. Ashley tries her best to keep up.  

[Zihark Faroda]

Ricard catches the bag and tosses it around his shoulder as he runs after Ashley. "Sounds good to me." By now the sun had completely set, any last remaining rays of light it had been providing gone. Niether the moon nor the stars could be seen, and if not for the street lights they'd probably be tripping over their own feet as they ran. Every once in a while Ricard looked back to ensure they weren't followed, but they had left the group of people behind long ago. After all, it would be quite hard for a group of people shambling to catch up with people running, but that didn't mean they weren't still being followed.  

[Nikki Faroda]

After a while she slows down and grabs her key, opening the door as fast as she could. "We can stay here tonight but we have to go to the check point in the morning" After he got in she shut and locked the door. Then turned on her heels to face him. Harley walked over to her so Ashley could take the leash off her collar. The whole time Ashley didn't take her eyes off Rick.  

[Zihark Faroda]

Ricard followed Ashley into the one story home. He noticed how her eyes never seemed to leave him, and when they did it was only because she had no other choice and it was never for long. He couldn't really blame her. He was an absolute stranger after all. The fact she had him follow her at all was amazing. If she wasn't being cautious around him Ricard would have thought something was wrong.

"Agreed, it's too dangerous to move around in the dark," he said as he started to take in his surroundings. The front door seemed quite sturdy and had a deadbolt as well, so it could hold up at least decently against some abuse. The windows would be the biggest problems. "I don't supposed you have a basement?" he asked while still surveying his surroundings. "If not we'll have to pick one room to stay in. It'll be easier then trying to keep the whole house safe."