DeadZone

Chapter Twelve: The New Arrival

The man stood up, he had no clue where he was. He looked down at his ruined pants, and saw a cut on his right knee.

"Those American soldiers I fought were some slippery bastards. Surprisingly I haven't bled out yet." Said the man.

The man began to walk inland. The wound on his leg wasn't too serious, so he could still run and walk normally.

He ran into the nearby forest up ahead. He swatted his hands through bushes to push them aside.

"Good thing my mother forced me to take those survival classes with me boyos. Without those I would be dead already." Said the man.

As he continued through the forest, he entered a clearing within the forest. In this clearing was three people. Armed with firearms and wore bulletproof vests.

"So there is some fellas here." Whispered the man.

"Are we really continuing The Shadow's plans?" Said the soldier.

"Even if it's all gone, that doesn't mean we can't rebuild." Said another soldier.

"But, still. I think kidnapping new arrivals and enslaving them is wrong." Said the soldier.

"Bloody hell, those boyos are trying to fuckin' enslave me." Whispered the man.

He quickly laid down on the ground among the plant life, and watched the three soldiers.

The three soldiers heard the rustling of the flora, and directed their eyes towards it.

"What was that?" Asked a soldier.

"I don't know. I'll go see." Replied a soldier.

The soldier began to approach the man, and as the soldier was about to push the plants aside to reveal the man, a gunshot struck a soldier in the head.

The soldier close to the man turned around and raised his rifle, and another bullet then whizzed by, and pierced through the soldiers stomach, causing him to collapse to the ground. As the soldier groaned in pain, the other soldier opened fire into the forest, hoping to hit someone. But as expected he missed, and another gunshot ripped through the soldiers right eye.

Then, two people came out of the forest and into the clearing. There was a man and a woman. The woman had red hair and the man had brown hair, they were dressed in camouflaged gear. The man approached the last soldier, who was on the ground and grunting in agony.

The man drew his pistol, and fired a round into the soldiers head.

The man hiding among the bushes interpreted these guys weren't hostile. So, he stepped out of hiding and into the clearing.

The duo heard him, and looked over towards him. They raised their guns and aimed at him.

"Are you with them?" Asked the woman.

"No miss, I've washed up on the shore no more than ten minutes ago." Said the man.

"What's your name?" Asked the woman.

"Me name is Kyle Birns, what about you two?" Asked the Irish man.

"My names Kathleen, and he's Kent." Said the woman.

"Nice to meet you fellas, but by any chance have you got a place to stay?" Asked Kyle.

"Yeah, we actually do, come with us." Said Kathleen.

Kyle followed Kent and Kathleen through the forest.

"So, how did an Irish end up here?" Asked Kent.

"Well, me family was on a trip to America when the dead rose. They all died so quickly, but I survived. And I've been surviving ever since." Explained Kyle.