UFSW Hunger Games/Issue 1

This is Issue 1 of the UFSW Hunger Games written by TheInfected. Note that this Issue is a prolouge to the series and it introduces you to characters you may or may not know. Also this is just a preview to keep ya hungry for the rest

Issue 1 (Preview)
The sun shined like glory through the pink sky and sank down into the city of Chicago. It was quite a view and she could watch it all day. Yet the Dead ruin everything such as the fact they shamble through the streets. She looked down from the walkway to see one shambling over to the Hyatt. Being quite a boring day she picked up the rifle aimed down the scope. Like always she never missed the shot. She grinned at the success before the noise behind her startled her. She quickly turned with her knife only to see the smirking face of Cole Pruitt. "You gonna kill me Billie?" He says as Billie lets out a faint, small laugh.

"Not today, sadly." She remarks before turning her attention to the city.

"Well good cause me and Adam found some whiskey earlier." Cole says before leaning against the railing next to her. He holds out a bottle of whiskey to Billie, who stares at it. "Now I know your under aged so if you don't want some..." Cole jokes before she takes the bottle from his hands. She takes a gulp and enjoys it, before she spits it out.

"Strong." She mutters which results in a laugh from Cole.

"Come on down Billie. You been up here all day." He says but with a more serious tone.

"Sorry but I can't just have fun when some fucking bitch is trying to kill us." She says obviously referring to the woman that's been after them, Roxie. "After what happened with Aubrey I just want to make sure the hotel is safe."

"We are all on edge Billie. I keep looking behind my back making sure someone isn't trying to shoot me. But even we need to rest sometimes. So at least come down and eat." Billie thinks for a minute before she nods at the request. Cole smiles before walking toward the door with Billie right behind him. "I promise Billie, we'll be safe tonight." He says before opening the door. Billie looks one last time at the city before walking inside. ___________________________________________________________________________________________

Chicago wasn't the only city with the bright sun. The sun in Georgia began to slowly set which resulted in a pink/orange sky. It reflected off the broken glass that was scattered around the fallen state. It was an amazing sight and that was one thing Ken missed. A nice view where he could find himself at peace. Where no one was trying to kill him. But that was impossible. So Ken stared at the peaceful outside through the hole that was high above his cell. "Hey kid get out of your daydream." Daniel says as he lays down on the dirty, faded ground.

"I just miss it. The nice view. The freedom. Reminds me of the time when we weren't being hunted by insane fucks or cannibal fucks." Ken says as he sits up, wiping the dirt off him. He looks around the cell and sighs. He needed to escape. He needed the freedom. "Think there's a way out of here?"

"I hope so. But John over there is convinced that we're stuck down here until we die." Daniel remarks pointing over to the opposite side of the room where John sits in a cell. Ken looks over to John who just sits there, taking in the no hope.

"Well John's got some issues." Ken sadly remarks. "He must have been through a lot." He watches as John just sits there, looking to the ground. "I believe though that we can get out of here. Be safe one day. Where there wont be killing."

"In a pipe dream I suppose." Daniel slowly stands and looks to the cell where his daughter is. "I just want Sam to get out of here. A place where she doens't have to deal with this." Ken nods in agreement as he looks into the hallway. He can see the shape of Dwight walking down the hall and sighs. He doesnt know what that maniac will do.

"I promise you Dan. I promise we'll get Sam out of here and we'll get out with her." Daniel smiles thinking about that thought.

"I hope you can keep that." Daniel says before walking to the back of the cell and looking out of the hole and into the sky where the sun was no sinking out of view. __________________________________________________________________________________________ The sun began to sink and the heat began to leave with it, which left a small yet good breeze for the jogger that was jogging down the road. He jogged on through the ruined road just trying to relax. He jogged past the ruined homes and everything. The jogger's name is Lionell Irvin. Lionell jogs down the street ignoring all the ruined cars and bodies. Lionell soon jogs up to the safe-zone and enters it, walking to the living room area. He plops onto the couch. As he sits there he then notices he ain't the only person up as Alfred sits on the opposite side of the room. "I didn't know you get up this early?" Lionell remarks as he lays back on the chair.

"Well I couldn't sleep from all that banging that came from your room last night." Alfred says with a smirk.

"What are you talking about?" Lionell asks to the smirking Alfred.

"Oh I think you know what I mean."

"No man I didn't get lucky if that's what you mean." Lionell says in defense.

"Yeah sure you didn't." Alfred sarcastically says.

"Oh shut up."

"Alright fine then." Alfred lightly laughs. Before Lionell can respond he can hear the footsteps behind him. He turns his head toward Walter who had just walked into the room.

"Morning Walt." Lionell says.

"Morning kid. Alfred." Walter says as he passes through the room.

"Maybe it was Walter making that noise last night." Alfred says which causes a laugh to come out of Lionell.

"I don't even want to know." Walter says back as he exits out of the room. Lionell smirks before laying back on the chair. However as he does he can't help but listen to the sound of biters coming from outside. He looks outside and looks at the biters before giving a sigh.

"I hate those things." Lionell mutters to Alfred.

"Don't we all kid." Alfred mutters to him. "Don't we all."

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The infected roamed around the streets, searching for their prey. They roamed Day and Night in search of them. Yet their prey was smart and they would hide behind walls with weapons. In these safe zones it was hard for the infected to get them. Such safe zones include the Perth Estates that was located in Canada. The Perth Estates was a great safe zone and it felt like the way it was before all this, well that's what Adam Greene thought anyway. The place felt like a real home, hell he was even cooking in his kitchen like he did before all this. "Why are you cooking at like midnight Adam?" The girl next to him, Lilly asks.

"Meh I got bored." Adam says as he finishes up his masterpiece, Bacon. He smiles at it before taking a piece.

"You just had to make bacon while Jack is asleep huh?" She asks before taking some pieces.

"But at least you made it when I was here." Morgan said from the living room. Adam then walks out to the living room and plops onto the couch with the plate of Bacon. Morgan smiles and takes some.

"Shouldn't you be at home with Karen?" Lilly asks as she sits next to Adam.

"What I can't crash my friend's house and eat his food?" Morgan asks before eating more food.

"Well you are addicted to food." Adam says.

"I'm not addicted to food man! But I was addicted to soap. But I'm clean now." Morgan smirks as he finishes his crappy joke.

"Wow. That was fucking terrible." Adam says which results in a laugh between him and Lilly.

"Well fuck you." Morgan jokes as he gets up and walks toward the door. "See ya in the morning."

"Try to sleep good." Lilly says to him.

"I'll try but that Karen...she likes to snore." Morgan smirks before walking out and walking home, where it was safe.

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It wasn't safe to walk around when it was getting dark. She knew that perfectly well but she had to movie quick and sometimes resting slowed her down. So she pressed on through the ruined town, hoping to find her parents. It was the only thing she, Nina Mladenovic really wanted. So she just presse forward, hoping to find them. Yet it was hard to find people in a world like this. Maybe she should have left with Julius but she needed to find her family. Still doesn't change the fact that she still thinks about Julius. She thinks about Richard. She wondered what both of them were up to and she liked to think they were safe.

However she draws out of this fault as a nearby infected straggles by her. Despite this infected being her only company she walked up to it and stabbed it with a old rusty knife. She watched as the body fell to the ground before she kept walking, hoping to see her family soon.

Nina wasn't the only one alone though. As a man named Liam sat by himself in an old apartment, holding his injured stomach. Everything fell apart after the escape plan. Of coarse Liam stayed behind, but it did him no good. He wondered what happened to the others. Patrick. Julius. Maybe they escaped or maybe they are dead. But all Liam knew was that he was alone. He just sat there and sat there, wondering what to do next. But truth was there wasn't much to do when the infected are running around.

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It's hard to believe what the apocalypse does to people. Does to friends. It's been a day since Connor split the group up. He just ditched his friends. He didn't want to but he didn't agree to go with Zain to Millwood, Connor knew it was the right thing to go to Sherwood. Still the journey wasn't going the best so far. Currently they had just run out of gas so him and Leroy went to go search for gas. Yet it was hard to search for has now a days. "See anything?" Leroy asks.

"Nothing." Connor says back, seeing no cars in sight. "This sucks."

"Yeah it does." Leroy agrees. As they keep looking Leroy wonders about the people they left. "Do you think Zain's group is okay?"

"I hope so. They were close friends and it bugs that I don't know if there alive or dead."

"Do you think we should have went with them then?"

"No." Connor immediatly say. "We did the right thing. I know we did."

Little did Connor and Leroy know that the other group was okay. Currently they were staying at the Millwood Safe Zone. Zain was right, the place was safe. One of the group members Akira walked around the place, trying to get the thought of Connor's group out of her head. She just ditched her friends like that. She couldn't believe that she had to choose betwen the two groups. Her two friends. Maybe she'll see them again one day. Maybe not. Most likely not.

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Sometimes it's better to not see your friends die. Maybe it's better to just never see them again and let them go. But that's what she thought at least. Naomi Banks lost so many people. People she cared about. People she loved. She hoped that she could see them again one day, but it was unlikely. As she thought about this she could see Brenda walk past. "Hey Brenda." Naomi called over to Brenda, who began turned toward her. "Come here."

Brenda walked over and took a seat next to her. "What's up."

"Do you ever think about the people we lost."

"Of coarse I do." Brenda says. "I do everyday." She says with a depressed voice as she can't forget that it was her who killed one of their own. "Why do you ask?"

"Just that I'm tired of seeing people die. Tired of all the murder."

"As much as I hate to admit it there wont ever be a world without murder. This is life now I guess."

"Yeah." Naomi mutters under her breath. "I guess it is." She looks over across the street to see Joe walking down the street. "Some people have to watch all their friends die." She says thinking about Joe. "Sorry for asking you this. I know it's a hard thing to think about."

"It may be a hard thing to think about, but it's a good thing to think about." Brenda says.

"I guess so." Naomi says as she sits back and thinks more about it.

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He never was much of a killer. He always tried to help people but it was hard in a world like this. Just recently Chuck led a small attack on a group of bandits. Sure a few may have died but it was the right thing to do. That bastard Grimm killed some of our own. He walked up to our farm and shot Travis in the head. Then he killed Brad. That bastad had to pay. Currently Chuck sat on the front porch of the house, holding a sniper in his hands. The moment that bastard Grimm showed up he was gonna put a bullet in his head. He was gonna avenge them. Gonna make them suffer. He was gonna avenge Thomas. Travis. Brad. Everyone.

However little did Chuck know that Brad was alive. Right now Brad sat in the bandit's base after just seeing his old friend Grimm again. Brad didn't know what to think though. Grimm knocked him out and brought him here. Sure Grimm was his childhood friend, but Grimm also killed his other friends. Now Brad was forced to join Grimm but still he didnt know what to do. He looked over to Grimm, who was currently looking at supplies and Brad wondered if he should kill him or not.

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