A violent succession of knocks sounded from behind Scott's door, "Stop Max, you'll alert the zombie's" A voice sounded from behind the door quietly, reprimanding the door knocking individual
Scott who was laying on his couch after a long night of 18+ activities was woken up by these voices, he cursed slightly in his heart, he's going to work the night shift today so he needs his rest, now he got woken up abruptly, who wouldn't be mad?
Putting on his slippers, Scott walked to the door, "Look I don't want Jesus in my life ok? I'm an atheist and I'm proud" Scott said grumpily, he had assumed that the people knocking on his door were jehovah witnesses, unfortunately for him they were something much worse
"Does this retard really…. Sigh never mind, we better keep him up to date with the current situation of the world" Nick said annoyedly, before giving out a sigh of disappointment, now they'll have to bring him to the rest of the group, there's already a minimum amount of food and water, they could just leave Scott but there conscious wouldn't allow it
Hearing Nick call him a retard, Scott angrily opened the door, only to be met by 2 men dressed in blood, Nick had a rifle strapped behind his back, and a machete in his right hand hand, while max had a black pistol in his left hand, and an axe strapped to his side
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"Everyone meet our newest member Scott Brent" Nick said charismatically, he was all smiles, bringing a sense of security to the group of survivors, seeing there reactions only boosted Nick's ego even more, Max on the other hand was standing at attention next to Nick as if he was his dutiful servant
Max and Nick have a long history with each other. The group of survivors were all sitting somewhere, either on the floor or on the chairs that were already in the apartment, this apartment was there base for now, the floor where the apartment was on was cleared by Nick and Max, since the zombie's were slow moving it wasn't much of a hassle
As Nick was about to continue he was abruptly interrupted by a burly man with short stubble around his chin, he was wearing a brown sleeveless shirt with a crossbow on his back, "We can't keep bringing in any tom dick and harry as we please, look our supplies are limited" John said sternly, even though having more man power was a good thing, there group was already to crowded, they couldn't afford to have another mouth to feed
The remaining survivors just watched, they didn't have a say in these things, they were after all just hugging Nick's thigh tightly hoping to survive, like a blood-thirsty leech, "Woah, Woah. Woah c'mon man, look at me? You think I can survive on my own out there?" Scott said, Scott knew that John was trying to convince John to abandon, but how could he let that happen?
During the trip from his apartment to here, Scott had seen the zombie's, they were ugly and disgusting he didn't want to deal with that, not alone anyways, he had read novels before and watched the walking dead, these things aren't as easy to kill as they may seem
"I have experience in handling a weapon, an axe, I could be useful" Noticing that Nick was having a conflicted face, Scott knew that Nick was thinking of abandoning him, so he quickly made up a lie, even though he doesn't know how to use a axe, it's not too hard to use...right?
Hearing this caused John's eyes to land on Scott, his eyes quickly scanned him up and down, Scott felt that those eyes could see through anything, but he tried not to make any sudden movements to make it seem like he was intimidated at all, he stood there silently
"How exactly do you have experience in using an axe?" Nick asked, noticing John's suspicious gaze, even though he had considered abandoning Scott he'll still give him a chance, it's Scott's choice whether or not to take it, if his answer doesn't satisfy him then he'll be abandoned, simple
Hearing this Scott's mind raced with all the lies he could come up with, "I come from the country, Nebraska to be specific, my dad had a tree cutting business and in my younger days I would help him chop trees, when I turned 18 I left home and came to live in the city and from there I became a McDonald's worker now here I am" Scott had read somewhere that to make a good lie you have to believe that lie yourself, or think of real scenarios and input then into your lie to make them better
He did just that. Hearing this John's eyes stopped eying Scott, he was waiting for Nick's verdict, even though he's a good person, he's not a peace loving idiot, "So you know how to use an axe...for chopping trees? Have you ever taken a life with an axe?" Nick asked, he sounded dissatisfied, he had hoped that Scott would know some maneuvers just like those maneuvers in swordsmanship
"Yes, me and my dad had to put down a few sick cows and other life stock" Scott quickly replied, calmly and collectively, Nick noted this and gave a nod of approval, unknowingly Nick's view of Scott had increased, "Sigh looks like he can stay, Tsk" John said annoyingly, even though he was dissatisfied with the result there was nothing he could really do, after all Nick was the boss...or was he?
"You're a fighter now....what's your name?" Nick asked, he couldn't just call him you or him all the time, it was inconvenient and it made him feel weird, "Oh my name's Scott Brent" Scott was quick to respond, he needed to show that he was willing to take orders, he wanted to get into Nick's good books
Scott also took notice to how Nick called him a fighter, realizing that it could mean that he would have to fight zombie's made him shake slightly, thankfully no one noticed. It's better than being thrown out to feed the zombie's right? "John we have a few spare weapons lying around here right?" Nick asked, he wanted Scott to be armed as soon as possible
"Hm, I remember seeing a crowbar on the lower floors" John said, putting his finger on his chin making a thinking expression before responding with an answer, "Good, go and get it, I'll send Max with you" Nick ordered, causing to make a sound of acceptance and made eyes at John, causing him to also brandish his crossbow on his back and walk out the door
Nick wasn't too worried about John, with Max by his side, even god couldn't stop them
Author's Note
I forgot to describe the mc's appearance, so basically the main character has ginger orange hair, and he's pretty fat looking, like not to fat but not to skinny either, like Ed Sheeran fat. Nick and Max are an interesting pair aren't they?
This took me 2 days to write mainly because of laziness
PS - Mc will become fatter in the future