Defiance/Issue 1

This is the preview of the first issue of Defiance titled Grissom, Thats My Name

Issue 1 - Grissom, Thats My Name
A man searches the street, he looks around and see's a pile of rubble ontop of someone. The man slowly walks over to the pile of debris and lifts it up, dropping his revolver. A dead man was lying onto the ground with nothing next to him. The falling debris must have killed him. Alan lets go of the pile of rubble and picks up the revolver.

He hears an hoard of infected coming by. Alan runs over to a car and takes cover there. As the hungry groans come closer, they walk forward without knowing of Alan's precense. He takes a deep breath and wipes some sweat off of his forehead. Alan double checks the street by looking around again there was nothing but a convenience store he had already searched. Nothing but some pills were there he took 'em incase he could get sick.

Alan takes cover with a revolver tight in his grasp as he hears a loud sigh from across the street. Alan looks over the car and see's the person coming closer. Alan takes his chances and comes out of covering, aiming his pistol at the person. "No funny moves there, pal."

The man dressed in military gear and outfit looks at Alan. "Whoa, calm down friend, im just someone trying to find some supplies. And who are you?"

"Who are you?" Alan asks, unsure of what to say.

The man chuckles. "Private Sweetwater. Call me, Sweets." He says. "Nice revolver you have, too, by the way. But it wont beat my fabulous M60, dont ya think?"

Alan smiles at Sweets. "My name's Alan."

"Alan? As in Alan Grissom? The drug smuggler?" Sweets asks.

"I guess so." Alan replies.

"Should've brought my autograph book with me, dont worry i wont kill ya, heard you redeemed yourself. Y'know, pal? I trust you so far."

"Thanks dude, by the way, you sound like a fucking redneck, came from Georgia?" Alan asks, half-jokingly.

Sweets laughs. "Nah, born and raised in Wisconsin."

"Hey, you said you were looking for pills right?" Alan asks.

"Yeah." Sweets replies.

Alan searches his bag and takes out a bottle of pills. "I have some, for who are they?"

Sweets looks at the pills. "Well i need some pills for someone who has something with his heart. Mind giving them to me, cause, he said he dind't have long left."