~Commander Slimjim is the person who organize our group. Our Group got very large, to the point where there were too many of us in one spot. SlimJim decided to make branches of the group. He assigned two co-commanders MamaTaco and Wings. The name of their group is refuge squad. Slimjim is the main squad. All three groups collaborate together, so they all can survive. There daily tasks. Which are:
Gathering food
Gathering weapon
Reconing the area
Estimating enemy force and creatures numbers

SlimJim: Alright guys did some reconing earlier
Juggalo told you he was doing reconing
*Slimjim looks at juggalo* Feel smarter now jug?
*everybody laughs (including juggalo)
Blackadder: Yo slimmie which task we starting first?
Slimjim: We are doing weapon savaging. Found an ammunition store about 7 miles south. We leave after I check in with MamaTaco and Wings Group.

~Slim whip out his blackberry (damn I love this phone), Dial MamaTaco. There several rings.
MamaTaco: Hello (you can hear many gunfire in the background)
Slimjim: Hey is everything alright? Need backup?
Mamataco: HEY COOKIE AND BACON COVER THE FROSTING DOOR! Ya things are just dandy, getting little wild lately though. Those damn scrappers are everywhere. They manage to break one of our emergency side doors… I swear they are getting smarter.
Slimjim: Hmmm seeing that their brains are rotten make one wonders…
MamaTaco: That sonovabitch coke probably messing with them some more…
Slimjim: I wouldn’t rule that out. Though it’s weird how fast they found our location…
MamaTaco: ya very weird...COOKIE WTF ARE YOU DOING?
Cookie: I got a mother frosting gun jam.
MamaTaco: oh. Well then…FIX IT AND GET THOSE bastards out of here!
Bacon: Cookie catch* throws him his sword*
Cookie: Thanks man.
Slimjim: well seem like you got it under control, when you can don’t forget your daily tasks.
MamaTaco: Got it commando *snickers*
Slimjim: *sigh* never gonna let that go huh?
MamaTaco: Nope 
Slimjim: ok later good luck with today tasks
*End the conversation dial up Wings*
Wings: Hello
Slimjim: hey how is everything?
Wings: Good we’re starting the food task, not much around.
Slimjim: there never much around…
Wings: did manage to find a truck full of cans but it all tomato soup cans
Slimjim: That betters then nothing, now you just got to find food. Real food *laugh out loud*Well anyways I’m going to let you go, good luck with today tasks.
*Hang up phone, and put it in pocket, pulls out a shredded but still readable map.*
Slimjim: ok here the area where the place is. Everyone see this?
*Everyone nods their heads*
Blackadder: By the way slim there a message someone wanted to give you?
Slimjim: who? One of the squads?
Blackadder: no…ICE
Slimjim: Guys wtf what did I say about associating with h-
LOLMAT: He snuck in here while we were sleeping.
Star: We checked our supplies nothing seems to be missing.
Slimjim: Even so, you should have shot the traitor when you saw him… you all know what he did...

When the outbreak happen, it happen fast…people in the cities transform into them the quickest…not much room to escape…and almost anything in the city is breakable. A small urban town that branch out from the big cities, of New York. A group of close friends gather up preparing for the worst. Slimjim, Mamataco, Wings, and ICE. There were riots happening everywhere…It just got to the point where police force weren’t able to do much for they were getting the heck out of there…or gotten killed or worst…been turned. Slimjim suggested they flee to a lesser populated area after stocking up as much as they could. They headed north. Right above the city they found a good place to camp. A small city that was located on a hill.

While they were making their first barricade… The first wave of scrappers came…These were fast scrappers. Everyone got in the hiding place. This was almost completely surrounded by 20 feet walls of thick wood. Double layer of logs all the way around The only expose spot was where they were going to make the entrance. They saw the wave come. Everyone got the weps. By the time everyone was stationary the wave was here. Everyone was firing… Then the incident happen…They were getting overwhelm. ICE, herodui had the left part of the barricade fort. Slim, Juggalo, blackadder, star, had the center. LOL MAT and Wings had the right side. Herodui was the first to run out of bullets, then ICE, follow up by blackadder, star, juggalo, wings. LOLMAT and Slimjim didn’t run out they were excellent marksmen, so they were able to conserve ammo better.

Herodui: I’m out of ammo!!! HELP!
ICE: im out too!
***ICE see the tanks of gasoline, run over to them then run back to where the horde of scrappers where coming from. Yikes too much for my nerve he thought. Then he runs back with the tank. Herodui see what he doing. Then goes to the other tanks. ICE sees him doing that, and then he opens the gasoline container and start draining it from the gas tank pile and past it as he was running. Hero dui didn’t get why ICE did that. ICE yelled out go toward the gate there not much there. Im gonna prepare a barricade for when they come. Herodui without thinking much does as he said. Though when he got to the unfinished gate the scrappers where everywhere.***

Slimjim: RETREAT EVERYONE GO INTO THE SECRET ESCAPE TUNNEL NOW!!!!!

***Slim, blackadder, star, wings, juggalo, LOLMAT grabbed what they could carry and run. Which were a backpack of food and backpack of weapons. Slim also carried two duffle bags of misc. supplies. In the tunnel they went. ICE heard him, as well herodui…but ICE had a plan to kill a lot of the scrappers. Right where the tank empty out, he was about halfway to the getaway tunnel. Herodui haven’t made it back to the gasoline tanks yet. Still running toward them, with a horde of scrappers behind him. ICE looked at him. And said sorry comrade then light a lighter that he had in his pocket… dropped it in the wet liquid of gas that lay on the ground. WHOOSH a line of flame burst flowing right toward the tanks…Herodui tried to move away But it was too late…the flame blocked his path completely…wooden fence on his right…flames on his left and front. And scrappers behind him….Herodui took out his steak knife that he had clipped on the back of him.***

Herodui: ICE you bastard…I’ll never forget this……Die mofo! As he swing the knife around as hard as he could. Killing as many scrappers as he could, before he was overcome...Before he did…he screamed one last phase…Zombie Food Assassins Forever!
ICE: wtf? Whatever, you snooze you lose. Well I mean…never mind your dead anyways.
*Ice run to the tunnel*
Slimjim: where herodui?
ICE: I don’t know slimmie he was behind me
SlimJim: damn it where is he...*run a little into the fort…then saw it... Herodui fighting for his life…surrounded by fire…the fire has reached the wooden walls and scrappers…* How?...Then saw the empty gasoline tank…That bastard...
*run back to the tunnel*

Out on the other end of the tunnel which went a half a mile from their almost complete fort. Now they watch their fort from afar being burned up.

Star: Which dumb nut lit the place?
Slimjim: ICE YOU MOFO you trapped herodui didn’t you.
ICE: i…i…
BlackAdder: what! He was just a kid how the frost could you!
ICE: i...i...they were everywhere…I panic! I was going to burn them but I panic!
Slimjim: ICE you have two choices…I’m giving you choices since you were with us since the beginning….we been friends since middle school. First choice we kill you here slowly after your balls get rip off. Second choice you leave here...never come back…we ever see you again you will be killed on sight.
*ICE start crying…and run away*
Slimjim: guys he a traitor... I say this now… if we ever see him again… KILL HIM!
BlackAdder: understood
Star: got it slimmie
Juggalo: aye aye
Wings: really jug?... Understood Slimjim
LOLMAT: I understand slim.

LOLMAT: I was going to, but he started waving this envelope at me. Slim look at these… This is the message he wanted to give you.
Star: If I had realize it was him I would had pop that mofo ass.
Blackadder: (thinking: no more violent movies for wifey!)
Slimjim: I see…this is interesting. Though that building is too far from here if I’m reading the geography of its location right. We wouldn’t be able to make it there the way we are. Even with all three groups combine… we would get overwhelm by the sheer numbers of scrappers.
LOLMAT: We need better weapons.
Juggalo: You guys might need some, but I’m good with what I got. Though my gun could use some modification.
Wings: I want a chainsaw.
Slimjim: Hopefully we do better on this gun run that we going to be doing.
*Everyone collect their supplies. Each backpack on per person contain little food, two bottle of water, gum, ammo, pistol, knife, basic first aid, two grenade. Some scrap paper pens, matches, one trash bag and a poncho. *
*They start the journey, As soon as they open the door of their cavern there double the amount of scrappers from before… Once they finish mowing them all down, they continue on…
Slimjim: hmm not many around now…Surly we didn’t kill enough to make the place this empty.

The best of both worlds... Ya the best of both worlds.

*Everyone look at slim, then burst out laughing*

Slimjim: What...Hannah Montana is an awesome show and she a good singer. Hello?
MamaTaco: hey we’re on our food hunt and we haven’t seen any scrappers but a few…how is it with you guys?
Slimjim: its dead here too. Its too quiet…
MamaTaco: Ya Wings say there none near them either…….
Slimjim: I don’t like this…I got a bad feeling…
MamaTaco: Me too. Well I’ll let you know if anything comes up.
Slimjim: bye
MamaTaco: bye……commando
Slimjim: ………. End phone conversation.
Slimjim: okay guys keep your eyes peel, seem like all the scrappers went somewhere…

*They reach the city like part of the town. Where they saw something that they will never forget…

They were about a mile away from the gun store that slim found. Slim was leading. LOLMAT was pulling a big wagon. Juggalo was in front of LOLMAT. BlackAdder and Star were behind LOLMAT. There they saw it…hundreds no thousands of dead scrappers all piled up along the streets.

LOLMAT: Damn…think wings or MamaTaco squad did this?
SlimJim: no, neither of they got enough weapon or strong enough weapon to do this much damage…Plus there tired tracks everywhere. See? *Points to the corner of the roads.
BlackAdder: Wonder what did this? It’s pretty gnarly
Star: Whatever it was…hopefully they are on our side.

***Then out of no where several scrappers came out of a nearby building. Everyone whip out their weapon.
Juggalo took out his spaz shotgun
Blackadder took out his MP5
Star whip out her MP5K
Slimjim unhook his modified M4 from his back
LOLMAT take out his famas shotgun
They start firing 10 scrappers fall…one was still twitching. Then out of no where…loud horrible moaning and groaning… Bodies dragging themselves on the ground. Then there were sounds of feet running on the ground. ***

Star: Holy frosting shit.
Slimjim: OREO FORMATION

**Everyone back up to each other back to back making a circle. They shot like crazy, slim decided they were gonna have to make a run for the gun store, because at the rate they were going, they would run out before stopping the scrappers that surrounded them completely. They ran as hard as they could, though they been on the run for last few weeks. It was still hard to run. They made it to the store. The store was shattered to pieces… Door was gone, windows smashed, the place had at one time been lit up by fire. By the disfiguration of the ground you could tell the last people here used grenades and explosion like weapons. Seem none didn’t survive or didn’t stick around, because there were no one in the store.***

Slimjim: Hello!
LOLMAT: Hello!
Juggalo: Don’t think anybody here.
Blackadder: Not much of a weapon selection.
Star: OOO look at these pistols. Love the way they look. One for my right hand and another one for my left.
Slimjim: shit they’re here!

***Several scrappers come running fast. Moving like Olympic runners. Behind them there were hundreds of scrappers. Star said not again! Slim, blackadder, and LOLMAT were in the front. Star and juggalo stay behind them, and killed the nearest one, when someone had to reload. After several mins, the wave of scrappers didn’t diminish…it got bigger! Slimjim realize there were no back exit….but there were a set of stairs that led to the roof, but there were no doors… So nothing wouldn’t slow the scrappers down from coming up as well. Slim had to act fast. They could go to the roof, then try to quickly find a way down and run.***
Slimjim: (ya that the best plan he thought) Okay guys we’re gonna go to the roof and find a way down then run. GOT IT?
Blackadder: yes
Juggalo: got it
Star: Okay
LOLMAT: Got it slimmie
SlimJim: MOVE OUT!

***Before they ran up the stairs everyone threw one grenade. Then they ran, but the stairs was blocked! The ceiling from the roof had collapsed and was blocking the way completely, there was way too much debris to move.***

Slimjim: FROST!!!

***Slimjim takes out his machete and start slicing and dicing LOLMAT did the same. Everyone was completely out of ammo. Star, blackadder, and juggalo only had steak knife.***

LOLMAT: ahhhh!!! One of them got my finger.
***Everyone saw that part of LOLMAT pinky was gone, then all of it was gone when LOLMAT chopped the pinky finger off.***
Juggalo: Slim what we going to do!?!?!?
Slimjim: Is this really the end? After all we had been through…lit a cigar.

***Then everyone here a loud screeching sound. Like tires burning, then a loud machine noises that quieted down every time it hit a scrapper. A big huge Mexican army truck that had a barred cage on the back with long slots going all the way around. Sticking out from these slots where 5 feet long chain saw. Sitting on top of the cage like army truck someone with a high powered MG3. Empty bullet casing fell off the truck like rain drops. The bullet belt seeped into the truck where the people inside attached another belt of bullets to the end of the current belt.
The truck stop and wait for the job to be finish. The gunner was dropping the scrappers as if they were just grass that was being stepped on. Soon enough The hundreds of scrappers that was outside of the gun shop were all dead. The people open the back cage like back of the truck. They step out. The driver step out, and the gunner on top jump down. They walked to the door of the shop.

???: Yo you guys alive and kicking? Or dead and biting?
SlimJim: we’re alive and kicking mostly.
???: was anyone bitten or got the scrappers blood in them?
LOLMAT walk out to be seen by the new visitors.
LOLMAT: one of them bite half of my pinky finger off. But I cut the rest of it off before the virus could spread.
???: Good thinking there, you just saved your life. Sarge, banana, realm, 2, wunderrolf lower your gun.

***Slim and the rest of the squad come out and greet the new visitors.***

Slimjim: Hi I’m Slimjim, this is blackadder, star, LOLMAT, and juggalo.
???: Nice to meet you all. I am RazMike.

***Razmike is a tall slender slightly muscle guy. Has a short beard. With a massage scar that goes from the middle of his forehead to over his left eye, ending at his cheek bone line. Wear a raggy reflexive green shirt, a katana strapped to his back. And his MG3 strapped on him. Surprise that he able to hold it with such ease for it being a heavy gun.


RazMike: Why are you guys here? And are there more of you? And where are you station at if you got a place?
Slimjim: well as part as our daily task we make looking for weapons a priority. And yes there are more of us. We splinted into three groups. I lead our group, MamaTaco lead one group and Wings lead the other group. My group is station more north by tower hill. Mamataco is farther south near the border of Vermont, Wings group is about 20 miles east from here closer to the inner city.
RazMike: I see…quite a spread; you guys are covering a lot of ground…Though you’re still pretty close to the big cities. Tell you what, we’ll give you guys a ride back to your place.
Juggalo: thank ma-
Slimjim: Jug shh, thank you RazMike we would appreciate that, also thank for saving our ass back there. Really thought I was going to miss out seeing the last episode of Hannah montanna.
RazMike: WTF! Hannah Montana? You’re kidding right?
SlimJim: …………..no…….
RazMike: I LOVE that show! High five!
***Slim shock and happy to found someone else who like the show as well, he high fived him. Everyone else looks with a face that says, and they are our leader……..***
Sarge: So we going to go now or what?
Realm: Ya we should go, the sound radar show more scrappers are coming…a lot more..
2: I’m bored……I want to shoot something…
***pufft! A bullet shot out of a gun.***
Wunderrolf: WTF! You almost shot me!
2: why were you standing in my way?
RazMike: knock it off guys or your walking back…Anyways we’re gonna head out now. So everyone in the truck, and slim there something else I should discuss with you…
***Everyone get in the truck, Sarge driving 2 up top on the truck twiddling with his extended mag rifle. Wunderrolf up front with Sarge blaring the music. And everyone else is in the back. RazMike start talking about better ideal place where you may find weapons. Slimjim lit up his cigar. Juggalo cleaning his shotgun, blackadder and star are kissing pooing it up. LOLMAT and banana are playing cards, blackjack and LOLMAT is winning. Realm just sitting back napping with one eye open. When all the sudden you hear a loud ear piercing roar.***
Slimjim: Jesus Christ what the hell was that?
RazMike: that the next thing I wanted to talk to you about.
***Pulls out some pictures of a building that about 30miles west at the edge of their town***
Slimjim: Interesting…these photos are exactly the same as the photos that a ex-member of our group showed me earlier today…
RazMike: Ah least now I know who the one that stole our photos…was. Anyways… we found out that the loud roar like the one we just heard is coming from that building.
Sarge: WTF IS THAT!
RazMike: OH SHIT! Everyone get your weapons! No frost that. SARGE! TURN AROUND NOW! FLOOR IT!
***Everyone grabs their weapon, up farther up the road there are several horrific………





steak knife



machete



RAZMIKE GUN





Find out next chapter what laid ahead, that made even RazMike Shake his boot.