#brakeitfixitduo

So when listening to the song akane-all-up-in-yo-grill pointed out that we should name people according to the names in it for some reason (I think it's actually really cool and adds to the plot and stuff) so here's what we have for the list so far! We still need some more people for the AU and stuff as well, so if anyone wants to join us, shoot me a message or something!!

interius-malum

They had been walking for three days, and the two were getting tired and hungry. They had run out of food yesterday, and the hunger was now beginning to set in. Gundam let out a loud sigh as he looked out, tightening the bandanna around his neck. “Ibuki, do you see anything?” He asked, looking around for signs of a store, or civilization to steal from. 

Ibuki gave a small sigh herself, beginning to search around until a puff of smoke appeared in her vision. “Gundam-Chan! Ibuki sees smoke over there! And where there’s smoke, there’s fire!” She grinned. 

"Ibuki…that is a fire." He shook his head, before beginning to look around again, seeing movement of someone in his peripheral vision. He immediately drew his fire axe from it’s holster and instructed Ibuki to get her gun, the two beginning to look around. "Show yourself!"

He was alone. He was always alone. It wasn't something that he really minded. Actually, he preferred it. Alone meant no attachments to anyone else. Nothing that was needed to protect other than his own life and his depleting rations. I need to find some shelter soon, or else I'll end up as zombie food. He thought to himself as he gazed up towards the sunset. 

Maybe at another time, Hinata would have found the end of the day relaxing and beautiful. But now it only meant more gatherings of the zombies and more troubles from any nearby survivors who still didn't know what the fuck they were doing. He always found that even though it had been ten years since the initial outbreak, everyone he seemed to met still didn't accept this and thought it would be over sometime soon. 

Idiots. He mused to himself. The lot of them. They don't seem to understand that everything is gone. Nothing will survive out here unless it knows how to...Wait...What is that sound? 

He paused, ducking behind a crumbling building. There was what sounded like talking coming from in front of him. That's when he noticed it. Two of them. Walking calmly. Two at once? That's rare. They normally only gain together when there is a food source or some kind of noise... He thought for a moment about how to approach this. It was better to end it now than to bother with trying to get around. Since it was two, he couldn't use his knife. It would have to be the gun. 

He slid it off his shoulder, checked the ammo before taking off the saftey and silently made his way through the darkness to get to the creatures. He ducked around, not listening to anything but the sounds that they were making. 

It wasn't long before he darted out in front of them, barrel of the gun pointed directly between them to where it would be a death blow if he pulled the trigger.

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Shock. 

They weren't zombies. They were...humans. Hunters by the looks of it. They could possibly belong to a Pod. That would mean bad new for him, so he quickly tensed back up, fingering the trigger.