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Ellie groaned slightly at the hand nudging her hip before cracking her eyes open. They were free and non-misty; a sigh that she got over the second state of too much blood drinking. Moaning in disappointment, she whined a bit, "Okay, I'm awake." After rubbing her eyes, she sat up. "What went on?"

Daniel woke up from the moaning and soft talking. As tired as he was, he still retained the habit of sleeping lightly incase of a situation like this. He got up, clicked the safety off on his pistol and drew his sakabatou. Flipping it backwards to use the sharp side, he opened the roof hatch, climbed out, and began popping off zombies at where he intended to jump off. After enough were killed, he dropped down and began cutting down zombies, and bashing in a few skulls with the blunt side. "These things get EXTREMELY annoying!"

"Of course," Tyler replied. He leaned very close to Ellie, so that he could feel the warmth of her body. His lips just barely brushed against hers, and he waited for her to return the kiss. Kissing her was a little odd...it felt familiar, like he'd done it a thousand times, and her lips tasted like copper. He guessed it must be her blood-drinking that caused it. Pushing that thought away, he placed hands on her hips and finished kissing her good morning.

Tyler smiled broadly. "Shall we go to the dance together, m'lady?" He held the M249 upright in his right hand, and offered Ellie his left. When he felt her touch, he marched with her out into the fray, amid the sounds of gunfire and slightly deranged whoops of satisfaction from their allies.

Tyler couldn't resist showing off just a little and unloading the SAW. He decapitated a line of zombies, shuffling toward the train. A cackle escaped his lips. "You know, we all have to be about half-crazy to do this. But I guess we'll go fully insane if we don't enjoy ourselves at least a little." The SAW jammed right then. Tyler calmly tried unjamming it, but to no avail. Something was damaged internally. He threw it down, frustrated. Instead, he drew the spike hammer, and began attacking them up close, when he could find one isolated enough to attack. He trusted Ellie to back him up; also, Daniel and James had their long-range weaponry if things got too hairy.

((Hey everyone Iam Tyler's friend Troy, he wanted me to be in this awsome story so here is my intro.))

Troy awoke to the sound of gunfire then he got out of his makeshift bed that he slept on the roof of a building that was across the way from the train station, which was where shots were coming from. Then he looked through my M1 Garand scope to see the battle and he saw that a long clawed zombie was sneaking behind the girl with black hair, so exhaling his breath out he took the shoot and killed the mutated zombie. When she saw the dead mutated zombie she looked around to see where the shot came from and then he waved to acknowledge my existence to her then continued to shoot more zombies.

((Wai halo thar, new buddy! *Sigh*, I wish my RL friends would RP with me, Rayne got tired of it a while ago.))

Nicole heard a shot, well, one of many shots, ring out and a wet thump sound behind her on the train roof. When she looked for the source, she saw a dead zombie on and a guy waving at her from a roof of a building. She gave a two finger salute in thanks and closed the roof hatch that Daniel had popped out of with her foot. Then called down to Tyler. "Who's Stryker?" A few seconds passed before she got impatient, nothing rude, just her nature, and spoke again. "I think there's another survivor around here. He's the one who picked off that zombie right there." She nudged the corpse off the roof with her walking stick, glad that someone else had killed it rather than her. She probably wouldn't have had shot it because it still looked mainly human, and the moon's light would have tricked her.

Stryker followed Gravemind for a while, sticking to the shadows to keep out of sight. They went through the dark streets for a bit, until they came upon a small convenience store. Some of the food was still on the shelves, and Stryker heard his stomach rumble at him.