Breaking our rules - Desus

CHAPTER V

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Attack on the satellite station 2.0

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Paul knew the plan, that was getting into the armory before any of the Saviors could. So that was what he was gonna do.

While he entered the big building he checked for any Saviors. The hallway infront of him was comepletely empty. What he could hear was a lot of yelling, screaming an shooting.

He decided to avoid any kind of fight and just go for the weak spots. Maybe he could take some Saviors out, sneaking up on them from the back.
Paul just stood still for a few seconds. He couldn't stay here, doing nothing. Tensing all his muscles, he started to move forward, running in the first hallway he saw.

He didn't knew exactly where the storage room was, so he just opened every door. After checking 5 doors in one row, Paul heard footsteps behind him. Best for him to hide. So he just locked himself up in one of the rooms and peeked a bit around the corner.

First, Glenn and Heath ran in an huge speed past Jesus. After a second or 6, a small group of Saviors ran yelling after the two.

"Oh shit." Paul whispered to himself. It didn't look good for Glenn and Heath, best to help them a little. The scout took one of his handguns out of it's holster and klicked the safety off.

Running around the corner Glenn, Heath and the Saviors dissapeared after, he saw his two companions  entering the armory and locking themselves up in it.

While positioning himself behind the corner, Paul his right eye peeked from the side.

He could see clearly how the pair in the armory shot bullets through the door, killing every Savior left. A cleaver move to get rid off the attacking group.

After a few seconds, when the hallway was a bloodbath with body's scattered everywhere, the door opened slowly, showing the two devestated faces of the men.

Without warning, one Savior guy that sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, raised his gun at Glenn.

Before anything could happen, Paul drove a bullet through the guys brain.
Glenn and Heath looked shocked at Jesus, who was pulling his bandana down.

"So," He sighed. "this is the next world." He was not happy with this at all. All this killing, it went against his own rules.

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It was about sunlight when the group opened the door of the satellite station they just took over from the Saviors.

Jesus hugged Tara when she got into a small rc with Heath, making a ride for her 2 week run. Paul liked Tara, she was kind, funny and understanding. Plus, she was one of the first ones to accept him as one of there's.

The group was talking peacefully with each other or just standing one by one, sinking in there own thoughts, when suddenly, a guy on a motercycle disturbed the silence. 

All eyes were on the man, where the hell did he came from? Was he a Savior? How did he even survive the attack then?
Daryl was the first one to come in action. "Son of a bitch!" He yelled as quickly as he noticed it was his bike.

As soon as Daryl started yelling, people shook themselves out of their dreamy state.
Rosita's quick thinking caused the guy to tumble of the bike with a shot wound.

To get the vengeance he wanted for taking his stuff away, Daryl ran up to the stumbling man and tackled him hard to the ground, greeding his face with his big shoulder. 

Daryl started punching the guy with all the force he had. "Where did you get the bike!?" He yelled aggressively.

Jesus just stood there, not knowing what to do, just looking a bit stunned at the scene.

Although he admired the man for the love towards his bike, the redneck got him a bit scared of how rough he could be so quickly. 
Paul wondered why the man was even that angry all the time. He noticed he never saw him smile in the week he had known him.

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The scout went home after that. There was no more work for him that he could do now. Best he went to the Hilltop as quickly as possible to keep Gregory under control.

"Who's there?" Paul heard when he approached the gate of his home town. It was a good thing that the guards were alert at this time, although it was dark outside, they still had heard his footsteps. Jesus guessed it was about 11pm but he wasn't sure.

"It's me Kal!" Paul yelled back to the guard on the gate. "Can you open the gate?"

"Oh sorry, I didn't recognize you." Slowly the gate opened with a soft cracking and Paul walked in.

His soft boots could be heard on the underground when he walked towards his trailer. There was a light on, somebody was in there.
When he opened the door, Paul wasn't even suprised.

"You're back!" Alex immediately flew around his neck and pressed a soft kiss on Jesus' lips.
Paul didn't want to hug Alex, or kiss him, he really didn't feel like it. So he just shook him gently of off him and said he wanted to take a shower.

Alex stayed a bit bewilderd behind when the scout disappeared so quickly in the bathroom.

Paul watched himself in the mirror. It had been some hectic days. First, the whole encounter with Daryl and Rick, with a bonus of getting knocked out by a van. Then, the whole Gregory getting stabbed thing and as tip of the iceberg the attack on the satillite station.
Alex was an issue he didn't want to deal with now.

Jesus knew he had to make an end to it. But he didn't know when or how. Alex was a good, sweet and sensitive men, he couldn't just break the poor man's heard. It was a way too cruel thing to do, very ironic, looking at what he and the Alexandrians just did at the satillite station. 

For tonight, he would just say he was tired, so he could go to bed soon after his shower and didn't had to talk to his 'boyfriend' any further.

"Hey," Suddenly there was knocking in the door. "You okay in there?" Alex' voice could be heard.

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?" A bit annoyed Paul send back.

"Oh, I didn't heard anything, so I thought .. " Paul sighed, the man was way to good.

"No I'm okay, don't worry." He said as response as he turned on the shower and stepped in.

As the warm water wetted his hair, the headache from that day disappeared immediately.
It felt good, having al that dirt, blood and guilt having washed of off you. Jesus' mind went of to the new group he met. A dangerous and close family, something he wanted to be part of.  
It was amazing how every single one of them didn't know each other before all this, that people could get so close, from who you never expected to even like each other.

Paul always had something for bigger and stronger man than him. It was fun, how they always thought they would win in fights and would have to protect Paul. But whenever the opportunity, Paul would show them his skills. Suprised faces with wide eyes always were the outcome.

After 20 minutes, he got out of the shower. His hair fell wet over his shoulder as he brushed it softly.
Paul wondered why his relationships never lasted long. His longest was about 13 months.
Looking at himself, he made a deal with himself. Next time, it's gonne be a long term.

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