Riley stares at the many poles making a crude wall and the people wandering around inside. As he slowly walks the perimeter of the fort hidden within the dark he searches for a space away from the only entrance that is far away from the people living within. Riley decided he was going to destroy their home as safely as he could after his self-reflection and return to sanity as far as his sanity could return. Finding a spot where not many people roamed Riley lights a rag on fire and drops it at the base of a pole waiting until it catches fire. Moving a few paces to the side Riley repeats this process until the entire back half of the fort is in flames. "Fire!" someone cries out from within the fort and people begin panicking. Riley lights a molotov and throws it over the wall catching a tent on fire sending its occupants running for their lives. "Oops." Riley mumbles. Walking to the entrance he dumps a mixture of oil gas and styrofoam into an arrow before lighting it and leans against a wall waiting. After what Riley determines to be too long everyone starts rushing out noticing the arrow and Riley as their home quickly burns away. "Did you do this?!" Lancelot shouts at Riley. A man easily weighing 300 pounds wearing a silk robe waddles forward enraged. "What givist thee the right to destroyeth-" The man Riley assumes is parading as a king's words are cut away as Riley puts a bullet in each of his knees. "First rule and this one is very very important, if anyone talks that way again I put some very tasty hollow points in their think box." Riley says silencing the crowd. "So class what did we just learn?" Riley asks mockingly, tapping his gun on his thigh. "Why did you do this?" Lancelot asks, holding his sword. "You asked me to lancey boy you said you wanted to learn from me and I'm teaching now I did warn you this wouldn't be a fun process didn't I?" Riley points the gun at Lancelot. "So what did we learn?" Riley asks with no hint of joking in his voice now. "That you shouldn't be bothered." Lancelot ventures nervously. "No, you should have learned that telephone poles made of wood are covered with highly flammable pitch and therefore are terrible for a defensive wall, and that your lack of guards made it easy for me to walk around for 30 minutes until I found where to start my fire, and that you are to complacent giving me all the advantage of following you and fucktard over there all the way from my truck to here." Riley lists lowering the gun. "You people need to pull your heads out of your fantasy world. This is a very dangerous place where you don't get to feel safe and live. I have a lot to do, I see." Riley shakes his head. "You willst leave-" Riley shoots the fat king in the ankle. "Next lesson and boys and girls this one is very important and a bit of a doozy this one is." Riley says pointing his gun at the king again. "If your leader doesn't carry their own weight, contribute or fight harder than the people all you have is dead weight and dead weight kills the whole fucking group." Riley says before putting a last bullet in the king's head.
Tank sighs as he watches the newest members of the clan drag their feet to the lesson room they had set up. "Move any slower and I might confuse you assholes with some damn zombies." Tank complains. "My dude it is so early though." One of the people they had recruited from an ice cream shop. "These lessons are important, asshole and they make it easier to survive, not to mention getting up earlier gets you used to the lack of sleep which we deal with very often." Tank responds. "What are we learning today, big man?" A small boy about 16 with light brown hair asks. "Maintaining your knives." Tank answers. "That sounds boring." another boy and girl complain. "And it will be exciting when a zombie eats your face and guts, personally i like boring." Tank snaps angrily. "Sorry Tank." several people mutter before sitting in chairs. "Now lets begin." Tank says sighing. "Hold that thought my big meaty giant brother." Rat says cheerfully from the doorway. "Bro your interrupting knife maintenance right now whats up?" Tank asks. "I want you to come with me on a hunt." Rat says. "Okay and why cant we do that after class?" Tank asks raising his eyebrows curiously. "We already lost a month so we need to start as soon as possible we are going to find Riley." Rat says seriously staring at Tank. "well we need someone to show these guys how to take care of their knives still bro." Tank says. "Gotcha covered brother." Alex says walking in and leaning on the wall. "Go on and be a super hero." Alex chuckles as Tank zooms out the door with Rat. "are we going to the old place first?" Tank asks as he grabs his gear and they are joined by Jessica. "Yes and i figured we would look around for the obvious signs of Riley." Rat says checking his gear while they wait on Tank. "what are the obvious signs of Riley?" a new member of Rats hunters asks walking up to them. In the month since Crystal lakes fall several groups had been formed within the 13 clan any member that has graduated their classes can join Rats hunters tasked with finding and eliminating the zombies around the fort, Tanks scavengers that enter any building and bring back all the loot they can carry or Alex's research and development team that builds the goodies and and things they need on a daily basis. Against the 3 boys wishes Jason had also made the original members of the 13 clan into a council that oversees the rest of the clan. "We just look for the bodies and follow the carnage." Rat says grinning. "You want me to come along boss?" the hunter asks. "No we should have this under control but i do need a few people to go along with some scavengers and clear some areas while we are gone we will be back in a few days." Rat answers grasping the young hunters shoulder.
Tank watches the couple holding hands in the backseat of the van through the rear view mirror. "What do we do if Riley doesn't want to be found?" Tank asks. "Why are you guys so certain he is alive?" Rats hunter they brought along after all asks. "Riley doesn't die." Tank, Rat, and Jessica say in unison. "Even if he doesn't want found if we know he is okay that is all that matters." Rat answers Tanks question as the van stops facing the destruction and rubble they once called home. "Alright guys me and." Tank scratches his head for a moment. "Quin." the hunter says. "Right sorry man, me and Quinn will go through the undamaged buildings while you tracker guys look around the rubble-" "hey guys look at this." Jessica interrupts Tank. on the ground in front of her finger is a hardened muddy boot print. "They lead that way to the old library." Jessica says. "Looks promising lets follow them." Tank says following the hunters. Inside the library they find signs someone had lit a fire and was there for a little while. "Think this was him?" Jessica asks the boys. "It is very likely." they say excitedly. "We should check out the police station and see if he is there." Tank says. "I cant believe we are going to see Riley again." Jessica laughs happily.