The Lone Survivor

Warrior

Four Months Later

As Jaxxson was slowly creeping toward the walking corpse, he raises his crossbow to his sight and squeezes the trigger, watching as the corpse falls face first onto the pavement below. He signals that it's all clear and four body armored soldiers appear out of the bushes, raising their automatic weapons to defend themselves at all costs. "Check your surroundings. Stay alert." A soldier orders. They all creep forward, slowly approaching the pharmacy in the city. Jaxxson places his hand on the handle and slowly opens the door, allowing the others to enter inside. He now enters with his crossbow raised. "Clear?" He whispers. The soldiers check the isles and the exit. They all signal. The soldier upfront notices and responds. "Clear." He replies as he lowers his automatic weapon. Jaxxson nods and lowers his crossbow, swinging the strap over his shoulder. "We need to get whatever is left. We find anything, we take it and bring it back home." He orders. "Roger that." The soldier responds. The soldiers begin grabbing what they can find. There's not much left, but it'll help whenever citizens get injured. "That everything?" A soldier asks. "Yes sir. All clean." The other responds. "Let's move." He replies. Jaxxson approaches the door and opens it. They all leave the pharmacy. "What's next?" Another soldier asks. Jaxxson unfolds a map and holds it out in front of him. "That's it. All we needed was medicine. Everything else is looted. We're good to leave." Jaxxson answers. "Roger that. Let's head back to the truck." The sergeant orders. As they're walking, a soldier stares at the logo on the back of Jaxxson's leather vest. "Why do you still wear that?" He asks. "It's a part of me. Has been ever since I got back from the Marines." Jaxxson answers. As they walk on the open road, Jaxxson and the others notice a small amount of biters ahead. "I count five. Draw your knives, take them out quietly. No need to draw more." Jaxxson orders. The soldiers nod. The sergeant and the corporal swing their blades out from their automatic weapons, as the other two swing their straps over their shoulder and draw their knives. They slowly walk towards the biters, trying not to be loud as the heels on the boots make little noise from walking. The biters don't seem to notice as the soldiers and Jaxxson stealthily kill the biters. "Clear." Jaxxson calls out. The soldiers holster their blades and draw their automatic weapons. They turn the corner and notice the truck is surrounded. "Shit. We may have to come up with a distraction." The sergeant steps in. "I have a timer that'll go off. I can just throw it in a direction and those dead bastards can go investigate." Jaxxson replies. The sergeant nods and Jaxxson pulls a timer out of his bag, winding it to go off in one minute. He throws it far, hitting the concrete hard, making some noise that draws the biters away from the truck. "That got some of 'em. The others are still focused on the truck." Jaxxson calls out as the soldiers remain taking cover by the building next to Jaxxson. The timer goes off and the dead glance over, slowly approaching the timer. "Let's go!" Jaxxson whispers. They get out of cover, jogging over to the truck. As they get close, gunshots are fired in their direction. All five hide behind the truck as it gets shot. "Kill those bastards!" They hear a man yell. Jaxxson moves his head up to the driver side window and takes a peek, notching three hooded men. He drops back down and sighs. "Fucking bandits.." He says to himself. The biters begin approaching the bandits, growling as they slowly walk towards them. The bandits fire at the biters, killing some but not all. As they begin getting surrounded, the soldiers enter the truck as Jaxxson places himself on the seat of a motorcycle, inserting the keys into the ignition and starting it up. The motorcycle is loud which causes some biters to turn around and slowly approach the truck. The truck starts and they drive away from the city, as gunshots are being fired at Jaxxson. "Move! Move! Move!" A bandit yells. As Jaxxson is riding, more bandits appear and begin shooting at him with pistols, trying to hit him as he swerves to dodge the bullets. As the truck ahead and the motorcycle turn the corner, a bandit grabs Jaxxson off of his bike, throwing him on the ground as the motorcycle crashes down on to the road. The bandit punches Jaxxson hard, as he draws his knife. Jaxxson kicks the man on the leg, drawing his Colt and shooting the bandit in the chest. The truck stops and the soldiers run out, ready to attack. Jaxxson hides behind the corner, ready to fire. More bandits appear in the street as the soldiers fire their automatic weapons, severely shooting into their bodies as they drop to the ground with blood spilling from the wounds. Jaxxson blind fires from the corner, hoping to have at least injured a bandit or so. Everything goes quiet, as Jaxxson looks over at the soldiers standing in the street with their weapons raised. "You're all fucking dead!" A remaining bandit yells from cover. From his point of view, he draws a grenade and pulls the pin, blind throwing it at the street. "Grenade!" The sergeant yells as he runs and dives for cover as it explodes. Three of the soldiers fly back as Jaxxson watches. The bandit runs away as Jaxxson runs out of cover and over to the soldiers. He immediately notices puddles of blood on the concrete. Legs were blown off, two soldiers were seriously injured and one was about to die. He holds his hand out as Jaxxson slowly approaches him, drawing his knife. He removes the helmet off of the soldier. "I'm sorry." Jaxxson says with sadness in his voice. The soldier closes his eyes, prepared for the knife to be inserted in his skull. Jaxxson raises the knife and slowly inserts it into the soldiers forehead, making the blade stab the brain to make sure the soldier doesn't come back as a biter. Jaxxson feels tears forming in his eyes but fights. He pulls the knife out of the soldier and approaches the sergeant. "You okay?" He asks as the sergeant leaves the metal postal service mailboxes that were placed together. He stares at his companions on the street, bleeding out as their legs were blown off. "Motherfucking bandits." He says in a dark tone. The sergeant approaches his companions. "We're getting you home." He says with hope. "It's.. too late.. you have to put us down." A soldier suggests. "No, no I can't do that." The sergeant responds. "We lost too much blood. We won't make the trip." Another injured soldier steps in. "I'll do it." Jaxxson steps in. The sergeant nods and Jaxxson draws his knife, approaching the injured soldiers. He raises the knife and puts the soldiers out of their misery. He stands up and glances at the sergeant. "We need to head back to the Commonwealth." He calls out. Jaxxson nods and the sergeant enters the truck, backing out and making a right as Jaxxson follows, glancing at the dead bandits on the road.

Back at the Commonwealth

As Jaxxson and the sergeant enter inside the gates, they were stopped by a woman. "Pamela is going to be dealing with business. I made Rick and Dwight sit in a room. I'm going to try to make Pamela and them talk together, see if this can end peacefully." She steps in. Jaxxson and the sergeant nod in response. The woman walks off. "Who's that?" Jaxxson asks. "That's Michonne. She works with us and Alexandria." The sergeant answers. Both Jaxxson and the sergeant head to the shooting range, practicing their shooting. After five minutes, a loud gunshot is heard as both Jaxxson and the sergeant stop and run for the building where the shot was fired. They run inside and notice soldiers carrying a man's corpse. Half of his face was scarred as it looked badly burnt. Jaxxson glances at Pamela. "What the hell happened?" He asks. "Dwight tried to execute me because he thought I was ruining this community. He thought removing me from power was the solution. Rick Grimes saved my life." Pamela answers. Pamela walks off as Jaxxson enters inside the room and stares at the puddle of blood on the floor. He looks up and notices Michonne with her head down and glances at the man in a brown suede leather jacket with a wool collar. The man has his head down and cries, as he can't believe he murdered someone he trusted.

One Day Later

As Jaxxson was waking up, a loud explosion was heard and immediately causes him to get out of bed. He runs out into the street and watches as more buildings blow up. He stares with shock. "This is what you fuckers get!" A man yells as he fires another missile into the community. The gates were down as biters we're entering inside, eating the blown up corpses of the soldiers as more buildings blow up. Pamela, Michonne, and Officer Mercer run outside and stand next to Jaxxson, watching as everything they built is dying. "We have to go." Pamela calls out with sadness in her voice. The four of them run to a truck and enter inside, leaving the community they once lived in behind as it slowly gets overrun by biters. More buildings were burning as Pamela watches until she can no longer see the community anymore.

21 Years Later

As an older Jaxxson slowly regains consciousness, he looks up as the dead were eating the bodies of the blown up victims in the new Commonwealth. He slowly rises, holding his side as he limps towards the back gate. More dead begin slowly chasing after him. He screams at the biters in a animalistic way. He notices a car parked at the back gate and quickly enters inside, hot wiring the car and starting it. He turns the wheel all the way to the right and drives away to find a new life.