"Why didn't you tell anyone!?" Scott shouted loudly at Ryan.

"I tried to tell you! I tried to make you see, Scotty! You just wouldn't listen! He did!" Ryan shouted back. Scott felt his heart drop. Ryan had a chunk of his skin missing off his throat where he had been bitten. He was crying as he looked at Scott, knowing that it wouldn't be much longer.

"I don't want to be one of them, Scotty! Fucking kill me!"  Scott flinched at the tone of his voice. "Please Scotty, Please!"  

Scott sat up with a start as he gasped softly and looked around in a panic. Pain jolted through his chest as he quickly raised his hand to softly touch the bandages around his chest. He glanced around and noticed that he was completely alone in the room.

"What the fuck...?" Scott asked himself softly as he got out  of bed slowly. He couldn't seem to remember what had happened. He opened his door slowly and walked out into the main living space where everyone was sleeping. He noticed Brooks and Lyra laying together in a nest of blankets as Addison and her group slept huddled in the corner. Scott's heart dropped when he noticed that Ryan wasn't in sight.

"What are you doing up, Scott?" He heard Brooks soft voice.

"What happened?" Scott asked softly as he held his bandaged chest. "Where's Ryan?"

"Do you not remember, Scott?" Brooks asked softly. Scott only shook his head softly.

Brooks sighed softly as he stood up slowly. "Ryan shot you." Scotts eyes widened slightly as he looked at Brooks shocked. "I yelled at him and he ran out. He didn't seem all there. He's out on the porch." Brooks looked out the window to their right and sighed. "There's something wrong with that kid, man..."  Scott looked between Brooks and the window quietly. 

"I'm going to talk to him, Brooks." Scott said softly. "If something happens you can always come break it up or something..." Brooks nodded softly knowing he couldn't change his mind.

"Just... Be careful." Brooks said softly. Scott nodded as he quietly opened the door and stepped outside. He could see Ryan tense up but he didn't move any closer.

"I get it. You don't have to come out here and yell at me anymore..." Ryan's voice shook.

"I'm not going to yell at you." Scott said softly as he slowly made his way to the boy.

"Scotty...?" Ryan chocked softly as he turned to face him. As soon as he saw Scott he got to his feet and tackle hugged him. "I'm so fucking sorry..." He finally sobbed out.

"Hey there. Gentle. It's alright." Scott spoke softly as he rubbed the younger boys back.

"I didn't mean to shoot you... I didn't mean to hurt you..." Ryan sobbed weakly into the taller boys good shoulder.

"Let's go inside. We need to gather things and start leaving." Scott said softly in his ear. Ryan only nodded as they got to their feet.

"Oh Ryan, honey." Lyra got to her feet slowly and went to hug the smaller male as soon as they walked through the door. Ryan quietly hugged her back as Brooks went to Scott.

"He alright, bro?" He asks Scott softly.

"He's just a bit shaken up that's all. We should pack our bags and get ready to head out." Scott glanced over to the group of kids that quietly sat at the dinning room table playing a card game.

~1 week later~

Ryan was quietly sitting next to Scotts bike, quietly leading against Scott's side. Ryan ended up getting sick from the harsh winter.

"Can I drive?" Brooks muttered to Lyra quietly, as he was leaning up against her.

"No. It's my bike." Lyra giggled softly as Brooks made a soft whining noise in her ear. "If you really want to drive go steal Scotts. I'll take Ryan." The group was sitting around a fire as snow fell around them. Addison and her small group had a jeep that had recently broken down so they were trying to plan a new way from them to remain with them.

"Fine. Scott! I wanna drive! Give me the keys!" Brooks shouted to Scott as he slowly made his way to the other older male.

'Come here, Ryan.' Lyra mouthed to the smaller, sick male as she knew a wrestling match would start. Ryan coughed softly into his arm as he rose to his feet and snuggled into Lyra's side softly. She watched as the boys wrestled around in the snow as Brooks tried to get the keys from Scott. Lyra giggled softly as she watched Scott keep the keys away from Brooks as much as he could.

"What the fuck is going on?" An unknown voice spoke  somewhere behind the group, closer to the jeep that held the remainders of their group. Ryan flinched softly as Lyra snapped her head around to stare at the new arrival.

"Oh... They're just wrestling over the keys to the bike." Lyra said softly. Ryan coughed weakly into his arm as he stared at the dying fire.

"Is one of yours sick?" The voice was soft. Scott and Brooks had stopped wrestling around and turned to look at the stranger, Brooks still sitting on Scotts chest. The stranger stepped into the clearing quietly and reveled a female wearing all black. She had a skin tight black tank top with a hood and mask that covered her face. She wore black skinny jeans with buckles all the way up the outside of the pantlegs and ankle high Combat boots with buckles along the outsides also. She then had an opened, black leather jacket to top off the outfit.

"Who are you?" Scott asked as he shoved Brooks into the snow.

"I should be asking you the same thing." The stranger replies. Lyra quickly get to her feet and stood to face the stranger.

"I'm Lyra. This is Ryan," She points to the boy just out of sight behind the motorcycle. "Those two are Scott and Brooks and in that jeep are Addison, Skylar, Geryson and Gemini." Lyra explained softly.

"I'm Karmela." She spoke softly as she slipped off her mask. "And that's my bother, Kazimierz." another person stepped out from the tree line behind them, keeping his footsteps quiet.