Survival Of The Fittest

Just Me, Myself, And The Group

Parker's POV

I woke up in my bed, and groaned a bit hearing some knocking on my door. "I'm up." I spoke and there was a deep voice on the other side. "You're up to go looking for supplies today." It was the leader of our group, James. I simply nod and sat up as I rubbed my eyes waking up. I didn't get to bed until late last night, I just seem to have a hard time sleeping ever since the world went to shit. I got out of bed putting on my jeans that were very worn out at this point, my boots and then my jacket. I then grabbed my gun on the nightstand and put it into my pocket then put my backpack on my back, and left the building. I saw everyone walking around some of them just coming back from the dining hall we had, so I figured I'd go get something to eat before leaving for the day.

As I walk in I'm hit with a smell of oatmeal, making my stomach growl. Before the apocalypse I personally wasn't a fan of oatmeal, but not I don't really have a choice in what I eat, its either you eat something you don't like or you go hungry. I went to where the table of food was and got myself a small bowl, then went and sat down eating my bowl of oatmeal. "You ready to head out today?" One of the guys, Chris said as he came and sat next to me, and I simply nodded as I ate. He put his arm around me chuckling a little, "Not in a talking mood today?" He asked, and I shrugged. "Just had a hard time sleeping again." I replied and he looked at me, "you sure you're up to going out there then?" He asked, and I looked at him and gave him a playful grin, "Is someone worried about me?" I asked, and he just rolled his eyes. "Never mind, you're good." He said sounding rather bitter, making myself laugh a little. "I'll be fine Chris." I replied., and he simply nodded a bit. I soon finished my food, getting up taking the bowl with me and Chris got up too. I then brought my bowl over to the kitchen area and put my bowl in the sink and headed out, letting out a small sigh as the people up front opened the gates for me, and I waved them off.

"Be safe out there Parker." One of them spoke, and I turned to them, "I always am." I said with a small smile and left, hearing them close the doors behind me. I hummed softly to myself as I kept an eye out for any of the undead roaming around keeping my hand on my gun still in my pocket for when I needed it. After what felt like ages, I finally made my way uptown and walked into the first convenience store I could find, took my backpack off putting it on the counter as I went looking for some supplies. I managed to find some medical supplies, not much just some band-aids, but its better then nothing. Besides that there really wasn't much left in there so I turned putting the band-aids in my bag and picked it up putting it on my back again and walked out of the building. From around the corner, I saw a truck swerve making my start to panic, and run back into the convenience store. But I heard it park outside, I looked for a place to hide and managed to find one under the counter.

??? POV "Where the hell did she go?" One voice spoke as three men walked into the store. "Don't ask me, we all saw her run into here." One of the other guys replied. All three of us were then looking for her, I was walking up and down the isles looking seeing that there were no supplies here making me sigh. "NO!" I heard a scream making me look over, one of the other guys grabbed her and she was fighting to get out of his grip, so I walked over seeing her fiddling in her pocket dropping a gun, "Well that's not very nice." I said to her as I picked it up. I then bashed her over the head with it, making her pass out, and her head start to bleed. I shook my head as I put her gun in my pocket. "Put her in the back with Paul." Making the other guy come over, "Oh you found her." He said, making me roll my eyes, and walk out to the truck and get in. When the other guys got in as well as the girl, I then drove off.