Three years past by since they first found Loki, Since that time the ten year old boy, who's now thirteen, ran quickly to the Z and hit it roughly with his old metal bat. "It's dead!" He called out to the others as they entered the building. They ran in as Murphy ran with Mr. Pepoleo in his arms.
During the years, Loki and Murphy gotten use to each other. Murphy was kinda like a father figure to Loki because he worried about his well being.
"Good job, Did you get bit?" Murphy asked quickly as he handed Loki Mr. Pepoleo. "I'm fine, I didn't get bit." Loki smiled
up at him.
Mr. Pepoleo wrapped tail over Loki as he drifted to sleep in Loki's arms. "Alright, Let's look around for supplies!" Warren called from behind as they walked around examining the area.
When Loki was walking around, he was suddenly tackled down with such force. "Ow!" He said loudly as Mr. Pepoleo ran off scared. "Wait! Come back-!!" Loki started but was interrupted when cold barrel to a gun was passed against his head.
"Don't move, Freak."
