[Coins: 347]
[You have gained a Level! Reward: +1 Enhancement]
Michael had returned to his own tent with a change of clothes while a few others outside carried out double taps on the walkers to make sure they're really all dead.
Survivor Information
Name: Michael [Level 2] [EXP: 7 / 100]
Age: 29
Strength: 4
Agility: 5
Vitality: 6
Enhancement(s): 1
Weapon:
MacheteGlock 17
[MODULE LOCKED]
'It's still a wonder what's the use of the Coins. Don't tell me...there wouldn't be like Secret Shops or Secret Merchants suddenly popping up around here, right?' Michael was already used to seeing this System thingamajig, but it always made him wonder about the usage of the coins he obtains every time he kills a zombie.
"That module locked something, I hope it's something good" Michael mumbled, and with a yawn, he crawled to bed. While ignoring the weird but familiar smell in the air, something he had long gotten used to.
The following morning.
Michael woke up to them already moving the bodies into the fire pit they made, and he noticed one glaring detail. 'Damn, did they seriously sleep in those dirty clothes?'
What he didn't know was that maybe except for him and the kids, the rest never had a wink of sleep last night. They were too paranoid to sleep for fear that another swarm of zombies would raid them.
Michael came out of his tent and awkwardly greeted them. "Morning everyone"
Rick looked over and responded to him with a nod. The others just casually glanced at him, weary visible on their faces.
Shane on the other hand gave him a meaningful look, which weirded him out.
Daryl had just bashed the head of a motionless walker on the ground when he saw Michael emerging from his tent and teased him. "Morning sunshine. It seems like someone had a good night's sleep"
Michael chuckled. "I'm already used to it. Besides, why are you doing that again?"
Splat!
"Double tap. Didn't you teach them that yesterday?" Daryl had just bashed another walker's head while saying those words.
"Yeah, but I didn't say you had to triple tap them"
Rick slowly approached him and with a thankful look on his face. "I heard what you did yesterday. I gotta thank you for that. We would have lost more if you didn't prepare those spears for them"
Michael nodded and was more concerned about something. "How many, how many did we lose last night?"
"Two, a young married couple. They strayed far from the group and tried to flee into the woods." Rick looked a little guilty. He was probably thinking they wouldn't have died if he didn't insist on going to the city yesterday.
Michael responded with small, repeated nods. Deep inside? He was feeling thrilled!
'Only two deaths?! Now that's an achievement! Though the story from this point on had thoroughly deviated from both the Tv series and the comics. I wonder what's going to happen from now on. In Andrea's case, she wouldn't be feeling suicidal now that her sister is alive or Glen, he certainly wouldn't be feeling emotional now when the camp only lost two. Specially Daryl, who had a short outburst of anger because he was reminded of Merle who Rick and the others had abandoned and thought that what happened last night was retribution'
Michael approached Daryl while appearing worried. "What about your brother? Where is he?"
Daryl took a short rest under the shade of the trees when Michael approached him. "He's gone-"
"Like dead?"
"What? No, he escaped, but I don't know where he went after he stole our truck" Daryl was clearly worried, but he appeared relieved knowing that his brother is still out there and alive.
Michael tapped his shoulder and with a chuckle. "Don't worry, jerks like him are hard to kill. He'll live for a long time"
"What? Fuck off man" Daryl cursed as he walked off.
"You know I'm right!" Michael laughed.
Daryl had just left when a feminine voice suddenly echoed from behind him.
"Hey"
Turning around, Michael saw Andrea standing there.
"Hey, do you need anything?"
Andrea just smiled and slowly approached him until both of them could already smell each other's breath.
"What a-"
Michael's words were cut short when Andrea suddenly kissed him.
'What in the actual f*ck?!'
He was shocked at first, but he immediately responded at Andrea's advances and turned a simple kiss into a hot and passionate one.
The exchange of saliva lasted for five seconds, and like Moses parting the Red Sea, their lips finally left each other's grasp.
"Wow, what was that for?" Michael might have enjoyed it, but he was still bewildered at her action.
"I saw what you did last night. Thank you for saving my sister. Though that kiss wasn't to turn out like that" Andrea chuckled, not one bit shy about what they just did.
"I enjoyed it"
"Yeah, I guess me too" Andrea smiled with many meanings.
"You stink though"
"Ohh you prick!"
The atmosphere was just getting good again and Michael just had to burst it with that snide remark. Andrea was pissed and she aggressively knocked against his shoulder as she walked off.
"Well, that's one way to end things."
"Shut up." Michael turned around and saw Glen standing in an appropriate distance from him. "How long have you been there?"
Glen started walking towards him while wiping his hands with a cloth." Since the beginning, and If I didn't know any better." He paused just beside Michael and looked at him with a grin. "I thought you two were about to start devouring each other."
"It would have been better if she did it when the Sun wasn't around." Michael chuckled and left.
Glen watched him go. "You wish she did!"
Michael didn't say anything and just flipped him off.
"Lucky bastard" Glen mumbled, clearly envious.
Daryl was looking at Michael who had started lending a hand on burning the dead bodies scattered around the camp. "What?"
"Really? You just got here"
"Shut up. It wasn't me who started it" Michael was starting to feel annoyed, especially when he saw the weird looks the people were throwing at him.
'What's wrong with these people? Aren't they being too nosy?'
"What about you? Do you fancy anyone here?" Michael and Daryl carried a dead zombie and threw it towards the blazing fire and couldn't help but suddenly become curious.
Daryl stared at him with a serious look on his face. "No, I don't have the time to indulge myself into that right now."
"Are you gay?" Michael blurted out from out of nowhere.
"Man, can you just shut up and help?"
Michael shrugged his shoulders. 'Well, you never had sex with someone for over 10 years in the show! That's not normal at all.'
He really wanted to say those words, but deemed it's better to keep those thoughts to himself lest it cause some misunderstandings.
While the others are busy cleaning up the campsite, Shane has brought Rick into a corner.
"What?"
Shane gestured towards Michael with his chin. "What do you think about the new guy that Daryl brought?"
Rick watched Michael helping out with Daryl and T-Dog. "I think he'd be an asset to the group. After all, his ideas did help tide over the crisis last night with only minimal casualties. Which could have gotten even worse if it wasn't for those spears he made for the others."
Still having suspicions on the guy. Shane added another thing. "I saw how he did last night. There was no hesitation in his actions when he took down those walkers. He's used to this, and all of his shots were to the head."
Rick was confused about why Shane is making it sound so wrong. "I don't see anything wrong with that. His skills would make the camp stronger and secure."
"That sounds great and all. But we don't know the guy, and let me just add, that guy is no ordinary person with that kind of skill set. I'm thinking he's military or from another branch that's even more questionable" Shane was starting to feel frustrated when his friend was not getting his point.
Rick can already see the frustration building on Shane's face and proposed something that would calm the man's thoughts. "How about this, we keep a close eye on him. If he's indeed dangerous like what you're trying to say, then we'd deal with it when it comes. Yeah?"
In the end, Shane could only relent to him. "Alright, alright. I hear you."
Rick smiled and gave him a pat on his shoulder before walking away.
Shane eyed Michael while mumbling to himself. "I'll be watching you and If I have to put you down to make these people safe, then I wouldn't hesitate to do so."
Feeling the burning stare of someone on his back, Michael looked around and spotted Shane staring at him with a solemn look.
Michael smiled and responded to him with a nod. 'Was it around this time that Shane is starting to lose his shit because of Rick? Don't tell me that his ill thoughts had instead shifted towards me? Damn, that's not good. I don't wanna be the one to take him down.'