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Lucas awoke in his prison jumpsuit to an alarm blaring within the prison. He threw his covers off, wondering if it was a riot or a prison break. The air was cold and having a stench of blood filled the cell block, causing lucas to gag as he walked over to the bars of his cell to investigate the mystery that was developing in his mind. He peers through the bars to see two prisoners he remembers as ricky and steven. Eating a prison guard holding a pokeball in his hand.

Lucas:”Hey ricky! Steven! Get me out of here man, wait…”

Lucas sees them slowly turn around to look in his direction, their eyes were white as the finest quartz you can imagine, blood splattered onto their fresh prison jumpsuits as they snarel over in lucas’s direction, lucas can notice this not being normal as he panics to find something to get the handcuffs as he sees a piece of firm wire sticking out from an old radio he had. He tries to pull it from the radio but has nothing to hold the radio so he sets it on the floor, holding it firmly with his shoes as he tries to tuck it out blind. After a minute of tugging it he pulls it out and makes an attempt to pick open the locks of the handcuffs, ricky and steven are now at the cell bars as lucas tries to take off the handcuffs basically blindfolded behind his back. After praying to Arceus to let him open the lock he got the first one off, then the second now that he could see the cuffs. He looks for something to protect himself when he remembers the shiv he keeps in a spare pillow, he rips it open and spots it as it collides with the floor with a loud ting being heard.

He readys the shiv in one hand as he stressful pushes the cell door open knocking steven to the floor with steven grabbing lucas’s leg as he fights with steven as he yells for steven to knock it off. Ricky turns to approach lucas as he shoves ricky away as soon enough lucas got steven to let go after fighting with him. He runs down the stairs leading from the second floor to where the guard was, grabbing his baton, keys, and the pokeball the once-living guard owned. He quickly turns the keys to the door to enter the halls of the prison to run away, Ricky and Steven still shuffling to him.

Lucas arrives in the main hallway past the prison cells as he releases the pokemon in the pokeball, and it was a riolu. It looked hurt, as Lucas knew he could not leave it here. He picks up the riolu in his arms and runs full sprint to the exit, moving past infected debris and barricades, just wanting to get out. He had a close call, though, on a piece of metal sticking out from the wall that scratched his thorax, but he was too full of adrenaline to notice at the time. He kept running as he saw the main door exit with a horde of zombies in front of it. I had to do something fast. The riolu looked in fear out to the horde of infected people sprawled onto the parking lot. Lucas used his arm to make the riolu face away, as he did something from back in his high school football career: plough through them. He readies himself as he runs full sprint into the horde. But he made it out with the riolu in hand, but he ended up tripping on one as they tried to grab him.

He quickly got up as he ran for help or safety as the riolu was still in bad condition. He ran through the forest, and after ten minutes of running, he spotted a campsite abandoned in the woods. He looked around and heard nothing, taking the time to catch his breath. He sat down next to a campfire that had embers, but he kept it going by grabbing some sticks and letting it heat up.

“Don’t worry, buddy, we will get you to safety soon.” He assured the riolu to comfort it in this dire time. He is still unsure of what is going on as he tries to warm up to what little the fire was.

“Ri..olu!” The riolu shouts, only staring in horror at what was behind Lucas; one of the damn dead was following them.

Lucas quickly turned around, seeing the infected, and could not stop it in time. The infected person knocked Lucas to the floor. Fighting with the infected while it pins him to the floor, he grabs a stone from the campfire. It was only within a moment that one of his muscles in his leg was going to get him killed as he, with all his might, kicked him off as he got up with the infected falling back from the kick as he pinged the infected person. He hits them with the rock as he yells.

“Forgive me, Arceus!” as he kept hitting the infected as he soon enough cracks the skull in two. He knew that their may be more soon so he needed a quick break, he laid the rock down as he sat on his knees, confused and scared, he scooped up riolu and ran into the city of rosewood, seeing the police station. Hopping for safety, he ran inside. Seeing people scattered around, wondering what was going on.

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Lucas enters the police station to find a few people and three police officers who were barricading the windows to prevent the infected from getting in and eating the occupants inside. Lucas fell to the floor tired as he set down the riolu on the ground. As he fell in exhaustion, he needed a bit to recover from sprinting from the prison to Rosewood. One of the people inside, a woman wearing a rock t-shirt, aims a gun in Lucas's direction. The only words Lucas was able to say to the woman through heavy breaths were, "Don't. I'm not one of those things.”

The woman then quickly slipped the gun into a holster on her belt, holding a hand out for Lucas to get up. He accepted it, and he got off the floor. One of the police officers looked over and noticed Lucas's prison jumpsuit.

“You came from the prison; soldiers told us that place was overrun days ago. How’d you get out?” One of the officers asked Lucas.

“I don’t exactly know; I woke up like it was a normal day. What the hell is going on?” Lucas tells the officer as he checks his name sewn onto his uniform.

"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself; my name is David. Cadet Ivy, if you want to be fancy,” Ivy told Lucas due to him seeing Lucas eyeing his nametag. One of the people, a middle-aged man in his 50s, got up to say something.

“You awoke from a basic sleep; it's hard to believe with all the noise those things make that you're in the state of Kentucky in the Unova region. The cities have been going haywire due to some scientists finding a way of immortality, but that went to sh*t a while ago. If you ask my name, it's Scott Malcoms. Whos the little one?” He asked, looking at the riolu standing next to Lucas.

“One of the guards' Pokemon didn't look great, so I grabbed him as I ran out of the prison. It's not mine, but I should take care of this boy's wounds, at least for their work. Do you have a first aid kit?” Lucas asked Scott as he looked at his stuff and took out a small car first aid kit, tossing it to Lucas.

"Thanks, Scott; if you need help with something, let me know.” Lucas told Scott as he caught the first aid kit and looked inside, seeing a sewing kit, bandages, alcohol wipes, tweezers, and lidocaine. Lucas zipped up the first-aid kit as he walked with the riolu to fix their wounds.

They went to the bathroom to deal with this as the riolu sat on the floor, looking in awe at the room. Lucas inspected the wounds of the riolu, seeing shards of glass in its arm. He grits his teeth, knowing the riolu isn't going to like this. He took the tweezers from the first-aid kit as he held the arm of the riolu.

“Ri!” it responded to the wound being treated as Lucas did his best to calm down the riolu, kind of like he did for Nick when his child was 1. He hums a tune to the riolu he listened to from a music box his mother had; it did the trick though as it calmed down as Lucas took the glass out, disinfected it, and saw two different types of bandages: basic adhesive bandages or pokeball-themed bandages as he held the two. Showing them to the riolu to pick.

“What one would you like?” The riolu took a second to think and tapped the pokeball-themed adhesive bandages, with Lucas applying them to the riolu soon after. Lucas smiled, looking at the riolu doing better.

“All fixed; you were brave for handling the pain. Hmm, maybe they have some crayons and paper somewhere for you to use. I'll take a peek for you little buddy,” Lucas tells the riolu as he is packing the first aid kit back up. Soon walking out of the bathroom.

He enters the hallway to look around for anything useful as he spots an armored door. He walked to the door as he tried to open it, but he found it was kept unlocked. He entered inside to see two filing cabinets, two weapon lockers, and two storage closets. Lucas enters closer to the weapon lockers, sees something shiny, and opens the locker to find an AR-15, sig. P226, A box of 9mm, half full, with 15 bullets inside, and a full box of 5.56x45 nato with magazines for the guns. He took all of it, greed setting in as he realized what he was doing. He quickly set all the stuff back, only taking the P226 and the ammo for it. Looking into the filing cabinets to find a sheet of paper that was not written on, he found one along with a pencil. He took both and locked the room up, exiting the armory and walking to Cadet Ivy, who was outside smoking to relax.

“Hey Ivy, what's the plan here? Are we going to hold out here for help, or are we leaving?” Lucas asked Ivy to inquire about the set plans of the police force.

“The plan is to hold out until the army comes through and sweeps the area; if we get overrun, we are to report to Louisville for shelter from the horde; the elite 4 are making plans for the region for where to evacuate the survivors; the last thing I heard was that they planned to bring all survivors to Alola to set up an operation to retake the land, but after that, we lost contact when the radio got too much voltage and blew the inside up.” Ivy told Lucas as he took another puff from his cigarette.

“So if we do get overrun, what will we take to drive out of here? The police car can fit only five if we're lucky. Lucas told Ivy this because he knew what the police cars looked like.

"Look, it's best if we talk some other time; I don't need to think about being eaten alive right now." Ivy told Lucas that the thought of death scared him.

“Alright, also, I took one of the guns from the armoury. Is it fine if I keep this?” He said to take the P226 out and show it to the officer. Letting the shine from the sun reflect from the silver on the slide.

"Yeah, no problem; leave the room at 15 if we get into a big scuffle.” Ivy tells Lucas that as he stares at the street, a light fog sets into the abandoned streets of Rosewood. Lucas took Ivy away from wanting to be alone, walking back inside to hand the riolu the colouring supplies. As he walked to find the riolu, he had a thought: maybe he and the riolu could investigate the homes nearby for any survivors and items to help. As he finds the riolus, he gets down to the riolus level.

“Hey bud, I got you a gift." He told the riolu, handing over the crayons and paper, as he smiled and watched the riolu start to draw. Lucas, being happy, turned to worry as the riolu started to draw some concerning photos of the prison.
It was the riolus original family.

The riolu looked sad as it finished, showing the guard Lucas saw, the guard's wife, and the riolu. The riolu turned to Lucas with a sad look as Lucas gave a hug to the riolu, and the riolu accepted it, knowing it had been through a lot. They both needed this

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Lucas and riolu decided to take the rest of the day to adjust and relax. Lucas went to talk to Ivy to find out where the beds were so that he and riolu could sleep. He then soon hears gunshots from the front doors. He drew his gun and ran to the front, peeking through the windows. Ivy was fighting off the infected with the other 2 police officers, and chaos was erupting as Lucas knew he had to do something. He counted the infected he could see outside, and after seeing 23 of them, he knew he could not fight the infected, so he chose to run. He quickly looked around for riolu, as the riolu quickly ran to Lucas for comfort. As he got down to the riolus level, he told riolu.

"Look, we need to get going, buddy grab what you can. We need to go quickly!” Lucas started to panic quickly as the riolu understood and ran to find anything that could be useful. Lucas looks for a set of keys for one of the cars outside; checking desk drawers, he finds one for a luxray Motors sedan. He took it along with finding a duffel bag in one of the changing rooms with a radio. He takes it and goes to get riolu. Soon enough, he finds riolu with a box of ammo, which Lucas could not tell as they rush to the car outside, taking a side door to the parking lot. They ran towards the car as Lucas rushed to unlock it, accidentally dropping the keys on the ground. The infected noticed this and rushed to Lucas, fearing for his life. He went to get the keys as the infected drew near. Riolu used a quick attack to protect Lucas as he unlocked the car. He starts the car and leaves the door for riolu to get in. riolu jumped inside as the engine came alive as he reversed and made his way through the streets. Driving past the store plaza as he panics to get away from the dangers behind, riolu is equally scared as he drives past dead corpses. As lucas drove, he noticed a lone Pokemon in the street. He didn't have time to identify it, so he did his best to drive around it by using the handbrake to drift out of the way, but held the brake for too long as they hit a lampost at 50 mph. The air bags blew up as Lucas hit the steering wheel as riolu was tossed into the windshield. His body aches as he hears the dead pounding at the car windows. Lucas has to think fast to get him and riolu out of this mess, so he scoops up riolu and thinks for a second to weigh his options. He looked to his gun on the floor of the car, at the door, and then riolu. He soon has an idea that's risky, but the only way to do it is to open the door a bit. He uses all the force in his legs and kicks open the door with all his might. Causing the door to fly open, some of the dead are knocked to the floor, along with Lucas quickly making a dash away from the car, holding riolu in one hand and his gun in the other as he runs through the forests. Injured and scared from what was happening, they managed to get away from the madness of Rosewood and come across a bunker.

Lucas spotted a bunker in the middle of the woods. Confused, he approached the bunker. Invesigates it to find out whats happening, seeing a dead person leaning against the door of the bunker. With Lucas seeing this, he turns around and gags from the smell of the rotting corpse. The stench leaving a thought in his mind on who killed this, he sets down a passed-out riolu as he tells himself.

“Why is the world like this? I need to have a minute with myself, but I can’t get the thought of the incident out of my fucken head. It keeps playing in my fucken head like a broken CD. She was only four. and I killed her. the screams of her mother. the guilt I felt.” Then he felt something touch him; it was the riolu hugging Lucas’s leg. He went down to the riolu and just hugged him back, having a minute to be human. Soon enough, they try to enter inside. He tries to open the bunker door, but it is locked as Lucas looks for another way in. As he looked at the corpse and checked what he had, Lucas managed to find a keycard and some bullets he could not make out. He then went to look at the door again and saw a keycard reader next to it. Inserting the card he found as he hears a beep from the card reader and a click from the locks in the bunker door, letting it slowly open up as riolu and Lucas entered the cold bunker below.

As he enters into the bunker, it was cold with a breeze flying from the door due to the wind hitting into the bunker. He went fully down the stairs and saw rubble on the floor from the ceiling and trash on the floor. He did notice that their was a toolbox in the corner of the bunker. He opens the toolbox and looks to find a hammer, screwdriver, a pack of nails, an entrenching shovel, and 25 feet of rope. He took the shovel and started to get to work, along with help from riolu to clean up the place a little bit before finally resting, picking up garbage and laying down a sleeping bag riolu found by moving the rubble. Lucas lays it on the floor and lies on it, taking a moment to catch his breath with riolu lying against him.

“What a day, How are you feeling with the car crash?” Lucas asked the riolu, noting some healing cuts as he looked at the riolu.

“Riolu!” he said as they seemed a little angry at Lucas for his bad driving skills, crossing their arms in a way to express their feelings.

"Look, I understand your frustration, but we’re safe now, buddy. But I think i should give you a name, How does warrior sound?” He told the riolu in a hopeful voice, as warrior gave a nod to Lucas with a smile as the two started to settle down and soon went to sleep, hoping for a better day for them.

As they slept, Lucas had a dream with his family, a Christmas dinner he had with his family. It was a simple Christmas dinner, with his wife cooking and the family all in the living room. As Lucas cracked open a beer, he noticed something in his dream. Little pieces of the room were falling apart every minute, and Lucas was scared of the whole house falling apart as they led nowhere. He tries his best to avoid it, but soon he fell inside it, with his family staring down at him and them all saying one word that left lucas in sadness.

“Murderer”

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Lucas and warrior woke up on the next day feeling refreshed and ready to clean up the bunker, lucas made a list in his head on what exactly to do. First idea he had was to make the floor of the cold bunker out of wood to keep warm from the cold concrete floor, so lucas got to work chopping down trees to turn into planks. warrior was following lucas wanting to help so he got to thinking on what warrior could help with until he got an idea.

”hey you wanna help, can you do me a favour and bring the boards to the bunker?” Lucas asked so warrior could do something as warrior gave a nod to lucas, starting to drag the boards back as lucas continued to chop down the trees as he noticed claw marks on a tree he was chopping, confused he rubs his thumb on the claw marks to see if they were warm or cold and they were warm. meaning something was here recently, lucas takes the pistol from his jumpsuits pocket and investigates around to see what has been going on, soon enough he came across a bug catching groups camp, or what is left of one. blood was sprayed through the camp with small bug pokemon across the camp, lucas looked at the camp and investigated it for anything that could prove useful for him. he looked inside tents to find pillows and another sleeping bag, he slips the sleeping set into his duffel bag and lucas goes to leave he heard something nearby the campground. he went to investigate it to find a green dragon type looking pokémon and what seems to be its trainer slumped against a tree with heavy breaths from the trainer, lucas walks closer and looks down at the trainer. the trainer was young somewhere in their 20’s, dark brown hair and wearing a school uniform with some thick glasses. lucas then noticed a bite out of the man’s neck and knew what he had to do.

“Help..please..it hurts so bad..” the trainer told lucas with the trainer reaching for his injury in pain.

“Oh..that’s not good, you get attacked by one of those things?” lucas asked the trainer to reveal the truth to make sure he was right. the trainer just gave a nod in agreement to lucas’s question.

“I need you..to put me..to rest..” the trainer told lucas with a sad expression on the trainer’s face. lucas felt reluctant to do it, thinking their was a way to stop it but his head adjusted to the situation and agreed. Lucas aimed his pistol to the trainer as he then asked lucas for one last request.

“Take care of scyther for me..he was my best friend and..he needs medicine..” the trainer asked lucas, a tear falling down his cheek knowing this was the end.

“what medicine does he need..i’ll take care of him..” lucas asked the trainer for confirmation of his pills.

“Scyther!” the scyther responded with a very worried expression on its face, wanting its trainer to not give up.

“It’s opiates..he needs it every day at noon..that’s it..i’m ready..” the trainer told lucas as he lowers his head and accepted their fate. the scyther went over to the trainer, wanting it to be better but lucas then took the shot at the trainer, killing the trainer as blood rushes out of his gunshot wound. the scyther hugs the now dead trainer in sadness as lucas drops the gun in fear on what he has done, he fell to his knees and started to sob at what has happened. what he had to do that he sworn to not do again, he then picked up the pieces he had and went to the scyther to try to get it to leave with him.

”look..scyther i know its hard right now but we need to leave..im sorry..” Lucas said in a sad tone, trying to being reasonable as the scyther got up and went to get something. a shovel to bury his trainer, having lots of trouble wielding the shovel lucas takes it and began to dig the hole for the trainer, scyther staying behind lucas watching. soon enough the grave was dug as lucas sat the body in the grave and refilled the hole, watching the dirt fall from the shovel as a cold wind struck him. dampening the mood as the two walked back home with one more new acquaintance.

The two enter back into the bunker with the same cold breeze entering behind them with warrior making something with loud bangs being heard from into the bunker, lucas enters to investigate as the scyther went in to sit in a corner and think on what has happened today. Lucas went to warrior and saw that he was making a small table, lucas pet warrior as the day went on. Helping everyone to adjust to the new live they live.

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“And thats the last of it!” Lucas told warrior as the last bit of rubble was out from the bunker with a smile. Warrior gave a nod as the two sat down with warriors stomach growling, looking worried at lucas.

“Your hungry, well i know were not getting any information on a rescue. Ill scan out rosewood to see if we can get anything.” lucas told warrior as he got up to investigate whats going on with scyther as its justs sitting their, thinking.

“Hey, you doing ok..?” lucas asked as he got down to the scythers level to look them in the eye, a show of concern across lucas’s face. The scyther just didnt say anything as lucas tells the scyther something his mom told him many years ago.

“Its not your fault, arceus works in strange ways that everyone must meet him sooner or later. Hes safe now and is still here, think of the positive and try to feel better ok. I need to go to get food for us all, warrior will still be here if youd need to talk.” Lucas told the scyther as it began to cheer up a little bit. Lucas got up from the floor as he then walked to rosewood, duffel bag and gun at the ready.

After an hour of walking he arrives to the outskirts of rosewood, clouds were forming above him as the weather was cool, not to hot but not to cold. Lucas was in the housing district as he walked through the quiet streets, confused on the world around him as he talked to himself, connecting the dots in his head as he approached the first house. A one story home in a white coat of paint for the outside, he looks through a window and sees 2 of the infected inside. He then knocked on the glass of the window with an echoed knock on the window reverberating within the house. The infected shuffled to the window and started to bang on it, he took a second to weigh his options and went to the front door to go inside, he jiggled the doorknob.

“Shit, locked.” lucas told himself as he then had an idea, he aligned his leg with the bottom of the doorknob and tried to kick it open. first kick missed with it hitting the wall next to it, he tries again and aimed correctly and the door flew open with a loud bang being heard from the door slamming into the wall next to it. he then saw the infected turn to face lucas as he took his gun from his pocket, quickly hitting the magazine release with it falling out from the gun, lucas catching it and checks the magazine.

“Down to 6, better make these count” He tells himself as he aimed down the sights of his pistol, breathes and pulls the trigger on the two infected inside. he missed the first with it hitting the wall behind the infected nearby the window. He tries again and hit one in the chest when he noticed something. The infected were not going down with a body shot. The infected drew closer and closer as lucas shot more, managing to kill one but the other was knocked to the floor. Lucas quickly finished the job and curb stomped the other one.

With the house clear, lucas enters fully to investigate the house for any interesting stuff. He walked to the kitchen and took a second to look around for anything important. Pulling open a counter drawer, he spots a butchers knife sitting lonely in the drawer, lucas picked it up and investigates the blade for any damage and sees none. He kept it, going into one of the rooms in the house; seeing he entered a kids room.

Lucas was never good with kids; Samantha was pregnant with their son and finding out it was still born. Lucas lost a bit of him, and when he entered that room, he dropped the butchers knife and got down to his knees. This could have been the life he could have had if his child was with him, he then heard something. He heard crying within the room and went to investigate but ended up with nothing making the sound.

“Get out of my head..GET OUT!” he yells with him punching a hole within the kids room wall. But soon enough it fated out with lucas feeling empty within minutes, lucas took a moment to catch his breath as he walked from the kids room. he was confused and in a daze from what was happening in his head, going into the bathroom nearby and splashing cold water on his face to cool down. He looked towards the mirror with a sad expression.

“Ill make it; I need to protect others..if their is anyone still left.” He told himself, Light rain started to hit outside, with Lucas feeling the effects of all of this happening. He pushed it aside and got out from the bathroom and saw their was one more room inside the house, he opened the door and saw a normal bedroom. He saw a dresser, bed, shelfs and a closet within the room as lucas had the chance to get out from his prisoner jumpsuit. He looked through the closet and dresser to find a hoodie, denim jeans and a black cap. He happily got out from his clothes and got changed into the clothes. The hoodie was a bit big for Lucas by 1 size for lucas but it was fine; the jeans fit nicely, and the cap fit perfectly for him. He felt a bit better, putting his duffel back on and slipping his jumpsuit away into his bag and leaving the room to take a full inspection of the kitchen for food.

Lucas enters the kitchen yet again to find some food, checking in the fridge he spots some. a banana, a small plastic container of strawberries that was half full and a beer. putting them inside the bag he went towards the cupboard for canned stuff and saw some, a small bag of poké food, Canned corn, canned beans and some canned tomatoes. grabbing them all he started to feel the weight on his back from the stuff he carried in his duffel bag, he was about to exit when he saw something as he was leaving. a book on firearm repair and a small bb gun with a handful of bbs, he took them and slipped them in the bag, leaving the house and going back to the bunker.

As he walked to the bunker he heard a gunshot a bit away from where he was, he had an idea to follow it but the person could have been too far and more likely, not alone. He shrugged off the thought and continued on his way, seeing the bunker, sliding the keycard, and entering into the bunker again, with some food to share with the other pokémon.

“I’m home” he told warrior and scyther as he tossed this duffel bag into his bed, warrior walking to lucas. lucas smiled and picked up warrior as he saw he was holding a old valu-tech walkie talkie, he sat warrior on the floor of the bunker and took the walkie talkie. inspecting the device for any technical issues as he hears a sound emerging from it as he moves it closer to his ear to listen.

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Static, just static.lucas looked a bit sad by this, putting the walkie talkie into his bag as he walked to his bed and lied down. letting sleep overtake him from the day he had, as he slept he had another strange dream of a past day he had when he was working for the unovan bridge construction project or the udcp, he was driving his car to work as he took a second to turn on the radio. turning the knob to change the signal to a different frequency as it changed to a song he remembered, sail by mareux. He just kept driving with the music blasting within the car, relaxed more than ever. and then he woke up to the sound of a voice coming from the walkie talkie, he rushed to grab it with him almost tripping to get it, He picked up the walkie talkie and heard a voice.

“this is an automated emergency alert within the Kentucky region of unova. If this is not your area then please turn off your radio. There has been an influx of infected taking over the population of unova, as of recently the virus spread through infected people biting one another and devouring them alive. The Elite 4 advised people to lock your doors, barricade the windows with 3 inch marine plywood, turn off the lights and wait for assistance. for further information on the protocol of this emergency please turn to 103.4 fm to receive further information”

Lucas stared at the walkie talkie, biting his lower lip. He slowly lowered it before gazing into the void of his bunker, the candle light dancing across the walls as walkie talkie played static, leaving Lucas with less hope that anyone was going to help him. it’ll make things a lot more harder to explore around on the surface. he just turned off the radio with a sigh of sadness, letting the whole weight of the situation take over, just staring into the other side of the wall with a look of grief. he barely even knows where he is and with the worry for his life he just can't shake off the feeling of guilt. but something did catch his eye, a slight glisten from the inside of the wall, lucas walked over towards the wall and took a closer look as he saw a bit of concrete chipping away. Lucas dug at it for a little while and soon enough saw a small metal safe behind the wall, he took it out and found it unlocked. Opening it up included a wad of cash, useless papers and an smg folded up into the small case. Lucas unfolds it as he inspected it to find out it was a Saiga 9mm with a broken trigger guard and a dent in the side of the gun. Lucas took the wad of cash and the gun as he leaned the gun near his bed, scyther curious on what it was.

“Something wrong scyther, you seem more confused.” Lucas asked the scyther with it ignoring the question as scyther knocked it to the floor with a loud bang from the gun as it was chambered and the vibration from the gun falling causing the hammer to be activated and firing a shot into the wall with warrior ducking for cover right as he heard the shot. Lucas seemed a bit angry but quickly calmed down, while turning the safety on lucas explained what the gun was.

“Its not your fault scyther, the weapon was damaged and did it when it fell.” lucas looked towards scyther, with it being scared from the loud sound it made when falling, thinking it did something wrong but calmed down once it heard Lucas’s words.

Lucas then heard something from the front of the bunker door. Raising an eyebrow towards the sound, he got up, gravel scraping the floor underneath his feet. His hands shook as he took a deep breath before pulling open the door with a loud creak, showing the door's age.

As the air flew into the bunker, a cold breeze made Lucas shiver, but the door was stopped halfway from being open. Lucas peeked around the vault door and saw something odd and out of place: an egg.

Lucas walked around the door, inspecting the egg for damage as he saw blood on the egg; taking note of the blood being the main cause of the egg being left behind. He took it inside, his lip quivered as he walked down to a warm area, setting the egg down and sitting beside it.

“Your mother left you. I will never let it happen again.” he told the egg, taking a second to think things out, a plan for himself and his pokemon, he needed to find another car and head north to try to reach louisville that he remembered ricky was from. It was a big city with a lot of opportunities to find a group. Lucas decided to take the plan into action after eating some of the canned food with warrior and scyther. He took warrior with him and walked to Rosewood on the hunt for a vehicle.

The city looked worse than what it once was a few days ago, blood splattered some of the building leaving a smell of carrion that caused Lucas and warrior to gag. Lucas picked up warrior and continued down the road; he saw movement within a medical clinic.

He set down warrior and took out his P226, checking to see if he was chambered and aimed at the movement, his arms shaking as a single bead of sweat rolled down his head. The figure approached the window as it was a woman, roughly in her 40’s wearing a doctor's coat. they dove down out of sight of Lucas, Lucas lowering his gun as he slowly walked to the door of the clinic, turning the doorknob and entering inside to find the woman looking worriedly towards Lucas's unkempt face.

“P..please don’t..” The woman pleaded, tears streaming down her face as Lucas put his gun away, scratching his beard as he took a minute to ponder about the situation. he lowered his hand from his jaw, looking the woman in the eyes.

”I’m not here to cause harm without a reason, you can go but if I see you follow me home. it’ll not be great to put things simply” Lucas told the woman as she quickly ran off from the clinic.

Lucas felt a bit bad for what he did but shrugged it off by going into the bathroom, staring into the mirror to look at himself. His face was dirty from blood, dirt and streaks through them by either rubbing off or by tears. His eyes looked like they’ve seen horrors from a war, his clothes drenched in blood as he looked into himself. This isn’t the same person he remembers, he punched the mirror with the loud crash enveloping the room with shards from the mirror hitting the floor as blood seeped out from his hand.

”Are you happy now arceus..” lucas muttered to himself as his lips quivered as soon enough a single tear fell down his cheek and soon started to cry, taking the time to let his true feelings slip out.

He bound up his wounds with the extra medical supplies in the clinic and grabbed a bottle of painkillers, beta blockers, bandages and a suture needle with all of it going into his duffle bag. zipping up the bag as he went to hunt for a car, finding one sitting in the parking lot of a spiffo’s with a strange sight he remembers. a van with a news team from sinnohs name written along the side of it, Lucas's eyes widened as he went to check it for anything useful. finding an old book and sceptre that he tossed into his bag, he took a bit of gasoline from the van and found one car that could work. a tauros 120 truck, not a lot of outside damage and the key still inside of it, he tried to turn the key but nothing but a small click heard from the truck's ignition. he hit the steering wheel as he looked into the hood with the cars battery presumably dead, he took it and with his bag now full he walked home with a new idea on leaving the town and finding a safer area to hold up.

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Lucas and warrior were playing cards to pass the time with each other, playing blackjack as Lucas drew a card, an ace of clubs to include with his 2 fives. He slid them down to the table to reveal him winning with a twenty one. warrior slapped his cards down with an angry expression across its face, Lucas gave a small smile as he got up and noticed the old book he found a few days ago. Lucas picked it up and opened the leather cover with a bit of dust filling the air, his eyes shut in response to the dust.

He investigates the book to find its just some form of old text he can't understand, he just binds the book back together and gives up with trying to investigate it, tossing the book to his mattress that lies on the floor. he took a moment to try and figure out what to do next, he could get the car working but on the other hand he needs to contact other people. Lucas looked at Warrior with a smile playing across his face that he can’t just get rid of, warrior looked in confusion wondering what he wanted.

”Hey warrior, you want to come with me to help find a better radio?” Lucas questioned warrior as he got up in glee, awaiting Lucas's orders. The two of them set out towards rosewood again, back to where they know one is when they got out from the prison.

Lucas and Warrior arrived towards the police station with the place not looking so good like when they arrived, broken wooden planks lie on the floor along with broken glass and blood smeared along the walls like a thick coat of paint. as the two peer through the broken windows, making sure they don’t step on any glass.

Soon they enter through the doors and see the inside a mess, miscellaneous items lie on the floor as something catches his eyes, an old cassette tape, he picks it up and investigates it with seeing “Infernapez: Dirty harry'' written on it with a black marker. he tossed it into his bag knowing the radio stations can only play music for so long. searching around the police station he didn't see anything new besides a whole camping cot found within the changing rooms, he disassembled the parts and put the parts into the bag so he could assem ble it back at the hideout. Warrior seems to be more curious around this place as he explores the vents with its tiny body, seeing lucas in the changing room.

“Riolu!” it greets from the vents coming from the roof, its voice echoing down the vents like how Lucas's mother used to bang a pot to wake him up in the mornings.

”How did you get up there?” Lucas inquired with warrior as it gave a shrug and continued down the vents, stuck in its own little world.

Lucas looked in confusion but just continued to look around the changing room finding a police issued jacket, he put on the jacket, rolling his arms around to see if it fits well. It seems to fit well as Lucas gave a smirk and zipped it up as he went to find where riolu was, soon enough he's spotted inside the vents holding a key in its paws.

“Have any idea what those keys are for?” He asked as he took riolu from the vents with riolu shaking his head no. Lucas just took the keys and let riolu get out, dust covering its blue and grey fur.

Lucas just decided to take riolu to the parking lot, surprisingly it seems empty from the undead threats. lucas sighs in relief due to not having to fight as riolu just decided to run around the parking lot just in happiness of getting out of the bunker as Lucas got to business on removing a radio from an abandoned police car. he opens the car’s front door as he took the front panel off of the car by bashing the centre dashboard with his gun, he then removed the plastic cover tossing it outside when a discovery was made, he didn’t have a screwdriver to undo the screws holding the radio in place.

“Hey riolu, come here for a second.” Lucas asked riolu with riolu walking back to him, tired out from zooming around the parking lot.

“Ri..olu?” it asked in between breaths with enthusiasm as it adjusted to look towards lucas.

“Can you find me a screwdriver? it has a plastic handle with a big piece of metal sticking out of it." Lucas inquired with warrior as he sat in the car awaiting a screwdriver if warrior was lucky to find one.

warrior walked off to go find one as Lucas continued to mess with the car, trying to uninstall the car’s radio with his fingers. trying to remove the screws by twisting the head of it. After 5 minutes of trying he seemed suspicious of where warrior was, getting out of the car and heard of something colliding with the ground. Lucas sprinted towards to find Warrior hidden underneath a car with one of the infected trying to grab him, Lucas then without thinking just pushed the infected person down. stomping his shoes into the infected head with warrior whimpering as he saw this.

Lucas grabbed Warrior and it appeared that the infected person had a screwdriver stabbed into him, Lucas pulled it out with a sickening crunch as he then took it to take out the cars radio. He takes the screws out and unplugs the cords to the car stereo and soon he had it.

Lucas noticed how heavy the radio was, he carried the radio but remembered the truck on how it needed a battery but with the radio he carries doesnt allow him to carry more, he sighed but continued back to his bunker.

Soon he arrives back with warrior following him back, Lucas just tosses his duffel bag on the ground and sets the radio equipment next to it. He lies down on his mattress and sees warrior lie against him as he tries to decode the old book. Lucas smiled as he continued to read, soon they both fell asleep. it's just another day in hell.

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The next day, the two wake up with Lucas having to give the scyther its medicine, He grabs the pill bottle to see he’s running low on medication for scyther. He takes a look at the name and reads through the label.

“Alright, roughly 5 pills left, one dose every 12 hours. overuse can cause pain, headaches, hallucinations and unconsciousness. Well, I better keep these locked away.” He tells himself as he takes a deep breath before stashing it away in the lockbox to investigate the radio he’d taken yesterday, He hooks up the radio to the power outlet and switches it on, the static noise from the radio filling the bunker with an eerie noise.

Lucas scans through the radio channels to find a fair amount of static, but soon enough he finds a station called Louisville Pokemon radio. playing some soothing music, Lucas noticed.

It was an old jazz piece that Lucas started to enjoy, leaning against the table warrior made. taking a deep breath in and out, letting the nice sound of brass instruments fill his ears as he felt a tug on his pant leg, it was warrior who was wondering what the music was. Lucas just simply lifted him by under his shoulders and sat him on the table as it looked to the radio with confusion of what was being heard, a mixture of emotions spreading across his face.

”This is music, it’s a way of expressing yourself through the power of singing and instruments,” Lucas told warrior, just giving a small nod back as it sat trying to get lost in the music.

Soon he felt a weight off of his shoulders as he began to hum along with the instruments. as he felt calm, like he had not felt since getting in the bunker, but it was interrupted by the sound of a banging on the vault door as he opened his eyes, looking to the door with his eyes wide in fear, What if it was a survivor, one of the undead, or worst of all; someone coming to kill them. He reached for his pistol lying on the table as the gun rattled from Lucas shaking in fear. He walks to the door with the cracking of stones on the cold bunker’s concrete floor. As he opens the door slowly, like a fear he started to get from the outside world, he sees a person with a panicked expression across his face.

The person standing in front of Lucas was an older man in his rough 40’s with orangish medium long hair wearing a multicam vest and jacket, dark blue jeans, a large hiking bag and a gas mask. he’s covered in blood, as he just said one word.

”Help...”

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Lucas saw the man and gave a gesture to come inside, They walked towards Lucas's old sleeping bag and Lucas laid the man down on top of the sleeping bag as he shuffled through the miscellaneous supplies to see what he had to use, with warrior giving him the first aid kit to look through.

"Warrior, go and get me a lighter so I can see better; Scyther, I'll need you to cut off the clothes from... where does it hurt?” His voice went from direct to calm as he asked the question, with the man just looking back up at him.

”My leg…I’ve been shot by them…” He speaks through pain-stricken groans and a muffled voice still going through the gas mask. Lucas just gave a nod as scyther cut the pant leg to the ankle to see 3 pieces of fragments of pellets stuck in the leg of the man. His face fell to worry as he took a look inside the first aid kit and saw nothing besides a pair of needle nose pliers. He took them out, sanitized them with an alcohol wipe, and started to take them out one by one with the man balling his hand in pain, Lucas feeling bad as he did this. Soon all of them were out and he looked back inside to see something to sew them up. with only finding a sewing kit, he threaded the needle and since this was not a proper way to stitch up a wound, he quickly started sewing them back together, with the man yelling in pain. Soon all of them were sewn back up as Lucas applied disinfectant to the wound and wrapped it in some old sheets of cloth he found from the zombies, giving him a generous donation.

“You're going to have to stay put for a while to let these wounds heal up; it should take roughly ten days,” Lucas said with a sigh as he put the stuff back in the box.

The man looked to him with thankful eyes as Lucas put the box back where it was, The man took his gas mask off to reveal his full face.
“Sorry for the informal introduction; the names Cameron. Who are you exactly?” His voice was rough and monotone in sound as he looked at Lucas, asking his question. Lucas hesitated for a second before speaking.

“Names Lucas, what's up with your leg?” Lucas questioned Cameron, who seemed to be lost in thought, trying to collect his thoughts before he spoke.

“There was a band of scavengers, led by a man named zack. They had guns; they were not sure if they got them imported from the river or not but they started shooting, aiming to kill. One of them got me in my leg but you fixed that, huh?” He chuckled at his own joke, and Lucas chuckled at him.

"Well, besides me questioning you on that, what in the hell happened to this place, Things don’t seem right here anymore.” Lucas asked, and Cameron gave him a confused look like he had three heads.

“You hit your head or something? It's been all over the news!” He responded, as he seemed confused at the question.

“Well, I don’t remember much. All of this tends to make you forget things here and there.” He bluffed.

“Well, do you want the short version or the long version?” He asked with Lucas getting closer, bending to sit on his knees, warrior and scyther following close behind to hear the story in full.

“We have all the time in the world; feel free to tell us all you may know.” Lucas said, giving a warm smile.

"Well, to start, I remember there was a strange smell in the air, kind of like a sour smell but it was the beginning of this. It travels through the air and once you get bit by one of them you die and what's left of you rises and kills. I stayed with my family during this and my mother became one of them, killing my father. My brother Cody finished them off and we buried them in the backyard, broke the family up and Cody didn’t much after that but he’s my brother and i’d love him no matter what he did.” A tear streamed down the side of his face as he smiled from the thought of his brother.

“And what happened to your brother?” Lucas inquired as he petted warrior, with warrior wanting more pets.

“I don’t really know but I know he’s still around, Wear this ring because it reminds me of him.” He showed Lucas a gold ring with a ruby stone on it, Lucas looked at it and smiled.

"Well, we have a working radio and maybe you can contact him through that way?” Lucas offered, with Cameron smiling at this offer.

“I’d love that,” He said with a grin as he attempted to get up with difficulty, Lucas quickly helped guide him to the radio so the stitches wouldn't open up.

“You have fun; I'll be reorganizing my supplies with warrior.” He told me as he turned to the boxes of stuff he had.

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Soon the day flies by, with Lucas busy with his work, jotting down notes with a pen as he looks down at his data sheet.

“With the addition of a new person, we are going to need 2 liters of water per day; the water bottles snagged while searching the houses can hold 500 ml. Equaling to…one day left of water. Well, it looks like we got to go out to get water, Oi Cameron. Any idea where we could get some water containers or no?” Lucas questioned as he looked at his data sheet, plugging numbers from the stuff.

"Well, there's a grocery store with a lot of those things; we could try there but there's a lot of those things around that area. It's best to go with each other once my wounds heal up.” He tells Lucas, pointing towards his wounds. Lucas gave a nod and set the sheet of paper with all the data of the supplies.

“We could live off these for 2 days at the most; I need to do this for our lives. I'll go and get clean water with warrior.” he tells Cameron with a look of dissatisfaction at the current situation.

"Well, I can’t stop you from that. Good luck, soldier,” he tells Lucas as he lies down on the bedroll, trying to get some sleep. Lucas just smirked and gave a nod to the warrior, with him following him out of the bunker.

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As Lucas walks through the streets a new sense of worry sets in, what’s the motives for the bandits in the area, what would it mean for warrior, scyther and the egg. His worry flew to his face as warrior in his bag lightly smacked his face to snap him out of his worry.

“Rio!” he told Lucas as he gave the light smack as lucas lurched forward with confusion.

“Ah! oh… I know it’s just I'm worried about the situation right now, i’ll talk more but let’s just get to the grocery store and get what we can.”

Soon enough the two arrive at the Grocery store with a large sign reading Gyarados grocers with lucas noticing a few infected inside banging against a door inside, lucas took note of this and went to find another way inside seeing a garage door placed in the back of the loading bay, reaching down to open it.

As he opened the garage door he noticed why the undead were banging on those doors.

There were more of them in the loading bay.

As it fully opens his face turns to worry as he sees the undead turn to the now shown light and dart towards it, some of them even starting to run. Lucas noticed this and saw there was no easy way to go through them so he ran, Undead following him as they saw a fresh meal in front of them.

Lucas continued to run down the streets of rosewood, ducking in-between alleyways and cars all while running away as soon enough the undead get lost trying to break inside a barbershop, Lucas took advantage of the moment to sit down and regain his breath. It all happened so fast as warrior hopped out from the bag, scared from the situation with Lucas beckoning warrior to come to him but warrior didn’t listen, lost in their sense of worry.

“Rio..Riolu…” warrior said in a quivering voice, scared from the situation with lucas walking behind warrior, resting a hand on warriors small shoulder, turning him around and hugging warrior, he soon calmed down and hopped back into Lucas’s bag.

Lucas assessed the situation he was in, he ran away from the grocery store down an alley way towards a gated community. Lucas decided to hop the fence to go and loot the place.

He landed on the other side with a thud and saw that there was no living beings here, nothing indicating their leave, nothing seemed wrong here. he walked the street with caution on this being a trap or a setup, warrior sharing the same feeling. they went to the first house, a white two story house with a black tall fence, lucas checked the front door feeling the doors lock working keeping it shut. he then moved to the windows trying to open them but luckily one of them was opened, lucas hopped through the kitchen window to investigate for supplies, prioritising the kitchen for food while warrior looked to the large crt tv situated in the living room. Lucas investigated the cans of miltank powdered milk and wishiwashi sardines he glanced into the living room seeing warrior trying to get the tv working, warrior trying everything to get the tv on and working.

Lucas tossed the cans inside his bag and decided to help warrior with the tv, hitting the power button and scanning through the channels for something to distract warrior for a bit, coming across PawsTV. turning towards the channel, it played some kids' cartoons as warrior sat and watched in awe with Lucas walking back to the kitchen, grabbing a cooking pot, a few empty bottles from the garbage that he filled from the tap, a few cans of food but something interesting rested inside the bedroom closet.

It was a large hunting rifle resting inside a gun case with a box of ammo half full, he grabbed it and carried it with his offhand and went to take a peak at warrior, seeing him still invested within the show. he thought for a minute and decided to grab the television for warrior and the others, stuffing it into his bag making it rather heavy and restrictive. warrior understood that this was the sign to leave and got off the couch, following Lucas out of the house. they would have to come back to this town for more equipment.

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The rest of the day was mostly a blur of adding things to the list and setting up the tv for the group. Lucas was messing around trying to receive a signal from the antenna but nothing was appearing off the first boot. He tried everything from turning it off then on again and moving the whole thing to try and get a better signal, soon enough a connection was made. Lucas flicked through the TV channels and decides to tune to the news to see if there’s any news on louisville, tuning in he saw a few photos of the military safe zone known as louisville. he saw actual crowds of people going along with their day like nothings wrong. Cameron moved over towards lucas who was lying on the bed previously as he looked at the screen with interest.

”You got a plan to get there?” Cameron asked with his eyebrow raised to lucas.

”I might, I just need two more things and we can go” He told, his voice shaken.

“Well what do we need to get?” He questioned with a smile.

”We’re going to need a charged battery and a tank of gas. after we get those we can get out with a truck near the spiffo’s.” He told Cameron as he frowns at the word battery.

“Well i got some good news for you then” Cameron opens his bag and shows a full metal can of gasoline, taking it out while smirking at lucas.

”Where’d you find- you know what forget I asked, now we just need a working battery, you wouldn’t mind having a car battery in that magical bag of yours?” Lucas questioned Cameron just giving a shake of the head no.

”Welp looks like that's today's goal, are you feeling fit enough to go outside or are you still injured” He asked with a concerned look from Cameron's injuries.

“Well it beats staying inside this bunker and watching scyther carve things inside the walls” He looked to scyther who seemed to turn away shyly from the two.

“Let’s get going then, Warrior let’s get going” He spoke glancing at warrior who was looking at the egg, warrior then looked to Lucas and ran to him, climbing his back into his duffel bag.
The two exited in silence, mainly due to the two feeling awkward but warrior interrupted the silence 15 minutes later with him tugging on Lucas's coat feeling worried.

“Rio…” He spoke with worry pointing ahead where they’re seemed to be a sign with something written on it.

“Nice catch warrior, Cameron, can you take a look at it. My eyes aren't working great today.” He told Cameron, using his sleeves to rub his eyes.

“Seems arceus blessed us today, it’s a repair shop.” He told to lucas who was busy tucking riolu back into his duffel bag.

“Well let’s go to it, I'll lead!” Lucas said with a smile as he ran down the long gravel path down to it.

“Hey wait up!” Cameron yelled as he ran after Lucas with his hiking bag swinging from side to side as he ran.

As they approached the repair shop everything seemed normal with lucas seeing a house along with a garage. Lucas tried to enter the garage but was stopped by a feeling of worry as he was caught with a gun to his head.

“Hand’s where I can see them, don’t try anything stupid” The person said with Lucas complying with him dropping his bag with warrior and raising his hands, warrior following lucas.

“Jules, get out here, we got guest’s” He spoke with lucas scanning way’s out of this situation as he then saw the man Cameron was talking about, a person in their late 30’s with long brown hair tied into a bun with a green sweater, black jeans with rips in the front and green running shoes holding a Kriss vector with a look of confusion spread on her face.

“Well look who decided to enter our home uninvited, we're going to have a lot of fun with you fresh meat.” She spoke with a muffled voice with them wearing a black medical mask covered in blood.

Lucas looked to the people with a worried look as he then did something risky, he shoved warrior to run away as he dove for Jules’s gun, fighting for it as Cameron caught up noticing the other man taking aim at lucas. Cameron quickly pulled out a knife and threw it at the man taking aim and hit straight into the head, then hitting the ground with a hard thud.

“Hudson!” She yelled in grief and was distracted giving Lucas the advantage, kicking her in the knee hard, knocking them unbalanced and they fell to the floor.

Lucas just decided to knock them out with the stock of the gun and make a run to the garage, diving straight through the glass window with glass flying all over the floor. He lands inside and saw Warrior cowering in fear in the garage, getting into the garage from a hole broken in by mould. Lucas scooped up warrior and looked for the right battery, seeing the model number matched the truck’s size and voltage. He grabbed the battery and went outside putting the battery and warrior in the bag.

“Cameron run!” Lucas yelled to him as he follows behind cameron going towards the location of the bunker.

“You fuckers will pay for this!” Jules yelled as the two ran away, her voice mixed with distraught and anger.

After constant running they managed to get away with the supplies with lucas falling onto his hands and knees, having tunnel vision from running so long. Breathing heavily; his stomach moving up and down to his breaths.

“God that was horribl- OW FUCK!” He grit his teeth, moving his sleeve up to reveal 3 shards of glass in his arms and back from diving through the window.

“Shit this looks ugly, we can treat it back at the hideout. Can you wait until we get back?” Cameron replied to seeing the blood trickle to the floor.

“I think just give me a bi- AH FUCK!” He said, trying to put his sleeve back in pained confusion. Stumbling back to the base with difficulty from the pain, Cameron seeing this supports him all the way back to the home, Warrior freaking out from the blood of its trainer.

“It’s ok buddy, i’ll make it ju- Ah!” he yelped, trying to calm warrior down but to no avail. Soon enough they arrive at the bunker, stepping into the cosy bunker. Lucas went to the supplies storage taking some spare medical supplies, he rested his arm on the table and was prepared to take out the glass when he saw warrior with a paper hat with a plus on it in red crayon, handing lucas tweezers with lucas thanking warrior. taking out the glass slowly with lucas wincing as the glass slowly left his body with a sickening squelch, the glass hitting the ground with a *Ting* being heard as the small piece came out, providing lucas with mild relief as he then applied bandages to his wounds.

Warrior felt queasy from the blood and looked away, with scyther following suit soon after while Cameron helped keep Lucas's wounds clean with alcohol pads from the first aid kit. he soon felt better after stitching himself up and his wounds bandages, he went to attempt to comfort warrior who seemed physically shaken from the situation.

“Hey buddy i’m fine, i’m ok” lucas spoke with a calming tone, hand twitching from the light pain in his arm. Warrior looked in worry at Lucas seeing he was alright he hugged Lucas with a smile playing across its face. Lucas returned it just happy he was alive. The rest of the week was spent relaxing and waiting for Lucas’s wounds to heal up. In the middle of this Lucas spent time bonding with warriors, doing small loot runs to a nearby toy store to entertain the both of them, where shall this toy store adventure lead!

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After so long of being held in the bunker Halloween was around the corner, Lucas feeling better from his arm’s injuries and started to feel better about the situation he was slapped into, Cameron even tried to reach out through the radio for help or supplies to no avail, Warrior was coloring in a notebook with some large crayons made for Pokémon while scyther just sat and sharpened his blades.

“How’s the radio going Cameron?” Lucas asked with a questioned look.

”It’s going ok no response from anyone yet, I'm worried were some of the last ones left” Cameron spoke in a worried tone.

”well Halloween is around the corner, i wanted to host something and i need your help.” Lucas spoke to Cameron in a begging type tone with Cameron looking at him, eyebrow raised in confusion.

”What are you doing this time?” He questioned with interest.

”Well I wanted to lift the spirits of warrior and scyther and i want to try and celebrate Halloween with them!” Lucas smiled as he thought it was a good idea to show them human traditions.

”You do know trick or treating involves more than one person right?” Cameron looked to Lucas in a confused expression wondering how they would show that part.

”Well we could use the leftover wood for a small hut to show them how to trick or treat?” He replied to cameron’s as a compromise with the only response was from cameron.

”Alright you got the nails?” He asked taking a hammer from the storage area.

”Yeah I do, roughly 60 nails remaining from the floors and the table.” He shifted his hand through the box counting in his head. Cameron looked to them dragging out planks from the storage and starts to make the shack with Lucas assisting him as wood gets nailed in place and splinters littering the floor and hands of the two as soon enough, the shack was built, it was a 5 foot by 5 foot shack with a shoddy wood door. Warrior was sleeping during the process and was woken up by the noise they were making, leaving the bedroll to investigate the matter.

”Riolu…?” It spoke, its mouth opening widely in a yawn, body a bit dirty from sleeping on the floor.

”Oh hey warrior, you want to learn something?” Lucas asked warrior with a smile as Warriors grew with a bigger smile.

”Riolu!” It shouted in happiness, wanting to learn more than what it did. Lucas took out a small picture book about Halloween as warrior sat crossed legged in front of him, eager to learn more about what the world was like.

”Ok warrior so Halloween is a holiday that is celebrated at the end of October, its to celebrate the dead and to celebrate saints, which are good people who align with Arceus” Lucas spoke, a light smile playing on its face after he finished talking.

”Riolu?” Warrior questioned, it felt concerned about celebrating the dead in the world they live in where the dead walk the earth.

”Oh did I scare you buddy” Lucas apologized for how he worded the explanation, a small frown on warriors face explained it all. Warrior nodded its head slightly as Lucas rubbed warrior's head attempting to continue what he was explaining.

”So in terms of how to celebrate it, you dress up in an outfit as anything you want and go to house to house getting candy called trick or treating. You want to try trick or treating?” Lucas told warrior as warrior gave a quick nod as Lucas grabbed a white bed sheet he stole while looting houses and a pair of scissors and started to make a ghost costume to fit warriors small frame. He cut eye holes for him to see and slipped it on warrior.

“Does it fit good?” He asked with a questioning look.

“Riolu!” It spoke, a little hard to hear from it being under a sheet.

“Great, now go over to that nice shack” He replied pointing to the shack they made as they stepped over to the shack door and knocked on it, soon enough Cameron came to the door and answered it.

“Rio!” Warrior spoked positively as he held out his hands as Cameron gave a simple smile and handed him a small treat, Warrior gave a bow and slowly walked back to Lucas eating the said treat.

The two then enjoyed the rest of the day calmly as Warrior ate his treat, sharing it with scyther and teaching scyther what Halloween was and Lucas planned the way to the truck, smiling that they would be able to live a normal life from the broadcasts saying that Louisville is still standing.

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The stuff was set for the adventure out, they had a working Truck and enough room for them all. They all knew they could not stay in the bunker forever and piled inside the truck and started the truck, after a few attempts and Lucas's worry increasing it came to life as Lucas celebrates the situation as he gets in the truck and has a smile ear to ear. He ushers Cameron, warrior and scyther into the back seat with camaron sitting in the passenger's seat up-front. They buckle their seatbelts while having a bit of trouble with warriors due to him being small and not having a carseat, they drove down the dirty streets leaving rosewood behind for good. The bunker served them well but they knew they could not stay forever. Cameron decided to mess with the radio as he tunes through the static to find something as his radio picks up a communication.

“Good afternoon this is N.N.R, The Knox exclusion zone has decreased in size to no longer protect valley station due to the crossroads mall being overtaken by the infected. All possible people who were in the area were evacuated not counting the crossroads mall due to dangers of the crew and lack of any input from survivors who may be stuck in the mall. In other news the CDC has reported that the evacuation efforts along the Ohio river has not been done yet due to lack of funding from the government and a risk of infection to spread outside kentuck-” They were cut off by lucas turning off the radio.

“Fucken skeevy politicians, They are worried about it spreading outside the zone but they care so little about their own damn state!” He spoke loudly, hitting the steering wheel in anger.

“We know this place is screwed up Lucas, just calm down and maybe we can reason with the military. Maybe they have a heart to know what’s right and what’s wrong.” Cameron spoke in a tone to calm down lucas.

“Alright fine, Can you turn the radio to some music. Ill need it since we are driving for a bit.” He asked as he focuses on the road, passing abandoned cars and bodies. Cameron agrees and tunes the radio, scanning through the channel until the radio started to play some jazz as cameron started to enjoy the music, rocking his head back and forth.

”You like jazz?” Lucas asked cameron as lucas looked to him a bit as he drives down the street.

”Yeah? Is that a problem?” He asked lucas, a questioned look coming over his face.

”Heh, just didn’t expect someone like you to like jazz.” He chuckled as he turned the dial, trying to find something else to listen to as Cameron started to fight for the knob to tune it.

”Let go, I'm trying to find something” Lucas asked demandingly, annoyance in his tone.

”No, i’m trying to listen to the jazz” Cameron told lucas as their hands fought for the knob, Lucas now fully distracted by radio as in front of them was a car wreck, warrior shouted in worry at the wreck as Lucas quickly swerves out of the way but loses control of the truck and hits a tree on the side of the road, the airbags deployed as the car hums as everyone was injured besides warrior who’s seat belt was fastened properly by Lucas. Lucas’s vision was impaired and only saw Cameron and Scyther escaping the car and ran away scared from the noise.

Hours passed before Lucas became conscious outside the car, his mind instantly worried about warrior as he quickly swung open the door and grabbed warrior and running into the forest with only his duffel on him, he ran for hours through the trees with his arm in pain and his head pounding like a gong. Soon finding a cabin nestled behind some vines, it was a simple one story cabin with a window smashed in from something.

Lucas without hesitation jumped through the window and saw he entered a small living room with a couch and a fireplace. He set warrior on the couch as he tends to his own wounds, ripping up his t-shirt to use as makeshift bandages. Bandaging his wounds he looks to warrior on the couch with warrior wanting to help lucas but with the condition he was in he could not.

About an hour passed and a pile of used bandages lay on the ground next to the couch, some being warriors and some being lucas’s. The fires crackles fill the abandoned cabin as lucas and warrior sleep, today was no easy feat. but its the end of the world.