You leave Diane behind for a bit and rush towards the horde. In all the panic, nobody notices the one guy running AT the zombies. When you get in the middle of them, you order them to stop.
The rather large horde (50 or so) listens instantly allowing all the people running away to get away fine. You give a quick introduction to Diane and then tell them to follow you.
You get lucky enough that nobody sees you.
You run ahead and you and Diane act like you're in a panic. The "badasses" all look young and stupid. They tell you to stop and the leader( you manage to dwarf him by half a head) runs up to you with the cockiest face you ever saw.
Hey, bitch! Slow down a bit, man... Where are you going. He notices Diane and smiles in a way you REALLY don't like.
Let me through. I have something behind me.
Damn right you do! What's the name of the pretty girl behind you, huh? He grabs you by the shirt and throws you aside. You don't fall but you're pushed aside non the less.
He grabs Diane by the arm. Diane attempts to hit him but gets hit across the face. When is that horde getting here!?
Diane freezes up with fear and stops fighting, she attempts to run away instead of fighting. By now, however, you had enough. He is groping her...
You storm over to him, and tackle him off Diane. She proceeds to run away while you fight the fucking son of a bitch.
You hit him again, smashing his head against the floor. You see some blood,but then you get pulled away from him by his friends that are nearby.
YOU JUST MADE YOUR LAST MISTAKE, MOTHERFUCKER! The leader says while he pulls out a switchblade and he stabs you in the belly.
I'll find your bitch, and I'll make her mine! He screams at you while he twists the knife in farther.
That last mention did something that you can't really explain. Something that can only be described rage in it's purest, unadulterated form.
You rip yourself loose from the arms constraining you and rip the leader's throat out. You bellow in rage and rush over to the rest and rip them apart before most could react.
You then calm down and munch on the corpse of the leader. You feel really hungry after that bit of rage. Paternal instinct is just the best, isn't it?
When you stand up and wipe off the blood using the leader's leather jacket. You turn around and get tackle-hugged by Diane.
I-I just didn't know what to do and you saved me and ohmygod thank you so much thankyouthankyouthankyou. She is sobbing and crying in your arms.
You hear groaning around you and notice the horde FINALLY arrived. You carefully push Diane away after assuring her you'll take care of her.
You proceed to rip the horde a new one for taking so long and then send them in the direction of the "badasses". They are advancing towards their base and there are no guards.
This should go easy. Diane holds you around your arm. You can't help but feel proud of yourself.
Health:Small wound.
Energy: Adrenaline is currently is your system. You can't really know for sure how tired you are.
Infectivity 30%
Hunger: Peckish.
Durability level 2.5
Inventory:5 Biobombs. 28 worms. one 357. magnum, 48 .357 bullets,Smith & Wesson Model 500, 5 ammo boxes of .50 cal ammo.
Gun experience: Can hit stuff.
Safe-house security:None.
Rage: Used for today.
Horde: 50? normals.
Closest friend: Diane.
I'm so sorry about not updating for so fucking long. School is currently in the process of kicking my ass hard enough that I can find an imprint of it on the moon.