Outbreak Z:Scorched Earth

Burned wolf.

I sat down with Jack and Death discussing trade deals, and we figured out that we'll be trading with The Saviors. They'd be giving us food since they grew their own and that we could get a garden started. In return we'd be giving them styrofoam cups, and chemicals needed to make napalm. Death looked at Jack and asked a question I was thinking about asking since I saw Luna. "What is wrong with Luna?" She asked. Jack looked at her and sighed. "Almost everyone here knows....she was tortured....badly" Jack said. "Bikers?" I asked. Jack nodded. "She was always...distant....but that made her snap." He said sitting back. "What'd they do?" Death asked. "Beat her, raped her, burned her, electrocuted her, and damn near drowned her. A better question is what didn't they do to be honest with you." Jack answered. "Damn....so her little burning thing is?" I said sitting back. "The end of her spiral into madness, and she's dragging Alpha and the Saviors down with her." Jack continued. "For hating bikers. She sure does love Hells Saints" Death said looking at Jack. "Hells Saints are Ex-Saviors. That's why." Jack answered. "Now I have my own question. What's with your blades?" Jack asked. "Our organization was started by a millionaire who got inspiration from a game. He found these blades online and ordered thousands of them. He personally refitted them to take actual blades and fit on us comfortably. Then the creed, with a slight difference in symbol, was made. These are the first model. The other one has the blade flip out like a switch blade." I answered. "How was recruiting done?" Jack asked. "Well I was friends with someone in the assassins order. I was vouched for." I said. "What about you, Death?" Jack asked looking over at her. "I got a gold medal in gymnastics, and they took a shot. That shot led to thirty five confirmed kills, and fifteen....accidents." Death said. "Ok. How many members?" Jack said looking at both of us. "Two thousand across the world. I'm pretty sure it's down to one hundred now." Death said looking down. "One last question. How old are you two?" Jack asked. "I'm twenty four. I was in college with tray before the world went to shit" I answered. "I'm twenty three. I was dead to the world two years before the world was dead to me" Death answered. "Alright....now lets keep talking business" Jack said sitting up.