infected days.

ghosts

~ten days later~

i pulled off the blood soaked bandages on my side and threw them away. grabbing a roll of gauze and some medical tape i had found and started to re bandage myself. lucky when john had shot me the bullet had gone in one end of my lower torso and missed anything vital before going straight through and out the other side. 

after a few minutes i had done an ok enough job patching myself up. less than a minute on and already the bandages had a fair amount of blood on them. "losing blood too fast... i need to find something to stitch myself up soon" 

i sighed and stood up. over a weak ago i was perfectly fine and happy. then of course everything had to go to shit, typical. now i wasn't even sure if shelby or the others are still alive because i ran away... no they have to be. john is probably using them as bait for me or something. 

i heard a sound behind me and i turned quickly. only to take the but of a sniper rifle to my face.

~~Hours go by~~

"ugh... what the hell?" i groaned when i woke up. being knocked out was the last thing i remembered. looking off to my right side the first thing i noticed was a camp fire burning merrily. the second thing i noticed was i was in some kind of damaged building. half of one of the walls was gone into a pile of rubble and the part of the roof near the hole had crumbled as well. judging  by some of the singe marks and what not the place had either been hit by a bomb or a tank shell. i rolled on my ode and found that surprisingly my hands weren't tied or anything. i reached down to feel my wounds and realized i had also been bandaged properly and my wounds had been quite possibly stitched up. the only thing was i didn't have any of my weapons which worried me. 

i heard some rubble shift from over by the hole and soon saw my host. he was wearing light grey military combat fatigues. he had a combat vest one with a few clips for the weapons on his back and even a grenade pinned here and there and in pockets. on his back was the very same sniper he had wacked me with and an assault rifle, attached to his right pant leg was a combat knife and a side arm. he was wearing a grey military helmet and some goggles over his eyes as well as a black bandanna over the rest of his face.  he looked at me and just nodded "your awake" he said quietly.

"uh yeah i guess... i wouldn't have been knocked out if YOUR HADN'T HIT ME" i snapped slightly. sure this guy had patched me up and hadn't really done anything bad other than the hitting but i was still kind of angry.

he put his gloved finger up to where his lips should be under the mask in a shushing motion "there are mutants about. unless you want to die i recommend being quieter, as for me knocking you out i had to do it. you would have tried to fight me or something and i didn't want to put too much effort into getting you here"

i sighed slightly "why did you want me... where ever this place is?" i asked

he walked over and sat by the fire not removing his mask which bothered me slightly "i want your help. you see I've been watching you for  few days and your a skilled fighter even when wounded... i have a job to do and i want you to help me"

"a job? what do you mean?" i asked confused as a sat up "and you have been watching me? that is kinda creepy... and stalkery"

he reached behind him and he grabbed a can of baked beans and a pan and it the pan on the fire "these days i'm what you might call a mercenary. if a group gives me food or ammo or what ever i do a job for them. but only if the people don't have horrible requests or anything like that" he said starting to cook. 

"what counts as a horrible request?" 

"killing children. pregnant women. killing mostly innocent people. that kind of stuff. basically if the people have villainous type intentions i don't do the job" he said 

"ok... and what does this have to do with me?" i asked

"there is this small group i work for often. they have a small fenced off place and a green house and what not so they can afford to pay me often. lately they have been being attacked and robbed and what not by another group and they hired me to try to stop this by any means necessary"

"and you expect me to help you out why?"

"because our goals cross over... the group is the community  who's leader recently tried to kill you and now has your friends" he noticed the confused and surprised look on my face "you talked to yourself a lot. anyway i'm after the leader of woodwyn and i figured you might want to help me out" he said.

i thought for a moment unsure if i should trust this guy but i nodded "ok... what your name?"

"i... just call me ghost" he said

"ok?.. but what is your real name?"

he looked at me but i couldn't read his expression under everything on his face "i don't remember..."

"what do you mean?" i asked "why do you not remember?"

he sighed and grabbed a bowl to serve the beans "this is just what i'v been told and all but... apparently  i was fighting in Afghanistan when a rocket hit near me. i guess i must have hit my head hard or something because of it. at least that's what i was told. when i woke up i couldn't remember anything about myself... still can't... my superior saw this as a perfect means to have a blank super solder type thing and had me trained to be a killing machine. so i became a black ops sniper and... here i am. still no memory living in a world of the dead" he explained. he casually hand me a bowl of hot beans and a clean fork "eat"

"aren't you going to eat?" i asked taking it.

"later" was all he replied before going quiet.

~an hour or so later~

i lied there in silence as i attempted to fall asleep. ghost told me to get to sleep early because he would be waking me up at "0600" to begin planning as he put it. but naturally i couldn't sleep. ghost had went up to the roof of the building to keep watch for the night a few minutes ago so i was alone.

as i watched out the hole in the wall  snow started to lightly come down. soon it picked up it's pace slightly and i could tell it would be everywhere in the morning. eventually due to  the sounds of the fire burning nearby and boredom i eventually fell asleep...