Is Bella dead? If so, you'd better look out. Bella is friends with Bella, and she doesn't take kindly to having bad things happen to her friends.

hmmm, interesting that Vernon likens himself to the governor.

whats that mean dutch?

VERNON WHEN IS THE NEXT EPISODE! WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THE GREATEST AUTEUR OF ALL TIME?!?

AH YES THE AUTEUR HAS BEEN JRR'ing AND WILL RETURN WITH THE NEXT INSTALLMENT SOON

The FE'cking Dead
SEASON TWO EPISODE FOUR

"So this is it huh?" Curtis said while peering down at Paulus' wretched corpse. "This is the end of an era? The Administrator - no more."

Henry patted Curtis on the back. "My Curt-Curt. Yes, these things we must not weep about! YOU KNOW? What's done is done and that is that!"

Curtis nodded at Henry.

"..... yea..... to the future, we go... or something!......" Mal said quietly.

Wikey grinned. "It's a damn shame. He was a good man. Fuckin crazy son of a bitch, but he got the job done and kept me full."

Curtis knelt down and reached into Paul's pockets. He pulled out a set of keys and a note.

"Did any of you write this?" Curtis asked.

They all shook their heads. "What's it, uh, say?" Mal questioned.

Curtis seemed a bit frightened. "It says.... I will return..."

They all looked at one another eerily until Henry broke the silence in a truly Henry fashion. "OK BOYS - DICKS UP, FEET FORWARD, LESSSSS GO!

"Who's up for a ride?" Curtis said while holding up Paul's keys

"Oyster Bay my Curtis?"

"Yeeep."

The group climbed into Paul's truck and headed to the highway, and in the back of their minds was that damned note. "I will return?"



Leos raced for cover as he left the President's quarters. He held out his gun and jolted from one hiding spot for another. He had to make it to the main road and head over to the grocers. President Rob needs food, and they're running on empty.

Leos snuck up behind a zombie and whacked it in the head with the butt of his pistol. He continued to smash away at it until he reached the brains. He couldn't shoot it - that would blow his cover and attract more zombies.

He needed a weapon - and there he saw it - a beautiful shovel being shined upon with the perfect amount of sunlight across the street.

Leos scattered for it and clutched it for dear life. Down the block he saw the grocery store, but there was a heard of walkers tapping on the glass.

"What the hell?" he thought. "Zombies getting hungry?"

Leos saw a back alley. That was his best bet. He raced for it and immediately ran into two walkers, practically waiting for him.

He smacked one with his shovel. But it didn't do much good. The head of the shovel fell off! The other walker came at him and he used the shaft of the shovel to knock it away. He leapt over the two zombies as they started to stand up.

They chased after him, and Leos rounded another corner. FUCK! A dead end!

He climbed on top of a dumpster as the zombies approached him. He had no choice...

He reached for his pistol and shot both walkers in the face. "America!" he shouted.

The gunshot made it worse though. More walkers raced into the alley. He started to unload his pistol on them but there were too many. He checked his surroundings and noticed a ladder not too high above him.

"Upper body strength PLEASE don't fail me now!"

He jumped for it and latched on with one hand. He was hanging there as zombies started to clamber up the dumpster. One reached for his legs and he kicked it away. He swung his other arm up on to the ladder and pulled himself up a wrung.

Suddenly the ladder dropped, crushing two zombies underneath him. He climbed even faster now, as zombies reached for him, blood oozing out of their mouths.

He reached the roof of the building and hopped the ledge across to the grocery store. He used his pistol to break the glass on the door's window, and reached inside to open it up.

Slowly, he crept down the stairs. He was out of bullets. This was it.

He reached the bottom and to his surprise, the grocery store was still filled with supplies.

Leos rounded the corner and there standing before him was a peculiar site.... a man eating a Twinkie.

He held up his empty pistol.

"YOU!"

The man dropped his Twinkie.

"I don't mean no harm, stranger."

Leos was shaking. "Hands up!"

The man smiled and raised his arms in the air. "What's your name, son?"

"They call me Leos.... who the hell are you?"

The man smiled... "Have you ever heard of a man called the Administrator?"

Thoughts? :)

Holy....SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I never know what is going on in this story but yet I always read it...

Darnit, Leos! Stop dicking around and bring me that Twinkie!

Kiwi, dislike one more of my posts and your character might zombiefy

I was the one who asked for it and I wasn't even included

SO GO TO HELL YOU CRAPPY AUTEUR!!

Kiwi @ 24/9/2013 6:25

I was the one who asked for it and I wasn't even included SO GO TO HELL YOU CRAPPY AUTEUR!!

The auteur does as he does for a reason, my Kiwi.

The tale of Kiwi will return, in a great great way.

The FE'cking Dead
SEASON TWO EPISODE FIVE

Bryce and Rose left their hiding spot in the motel and quietly began their search for their departed comrades, Kiwi and Natalie.

Bryce tilted his head around a corner. There was a heard of zombies clawing at a closed door.

"You think they're inside?"

Rose nodded. "Looks like it." She checked her gun. "I'm out of ammo…"

Bryce grabbed a wrench from the counter. "Uhhh? This, then?" He handed it to Rose.

Rose frowned and whispered, "This won't work Bryce! There's too many of them… and… you haven't even killed one yet!"

Bryce looked angry, but knew she was right.

Suddenly gunshots were fired, one shot after another. Bryce peeked out from around the corner. Every walker was grounded, heads blasted open. Blood was everywhere. A lone gunman reached for the door and opened it.

Kiwi was waiting inside, and swung his machete at the gunman.

The mysterious killer ducked as the machete stuck itself into the door. The gunman pushed Kiwi back into the closet as he toppled on to Natalie. The gunman pointed his gun at the two as Bryce raced in to attack from behind.

He grabbed the arm of the gunman and flung the gun out of his hands. Kiwi jolted forward and punched the assailant in the face. Rose rushed in and smack him across the head with her new friend, the wrench. The gunman collapsed to floor.

Natalie came out of the closet (lol), and looked down at the attacker. "Who's this guy?"

Rose shook her head. "I dunno… but he just killed all these zombies for us!"

Kiwi busted his machete out from the wooden door and lined it up with the attacker's throat. "State your name, asshole!"

The gunman shouted, "Please don't hurt me! My name is Patrick! ! I'm alone! Please!"

Bryce smiled, "Well he seems harmless!"

Kiwi left his machete at Patrick's throat. That creepy Kiwi stare never left his face. Beads of sweat rolled down his face.

Natalie put her hand on Kiwi's. "Lower your weapon…" He was unresponsive, just like last time. "Kiwi?" He said nothing.

Finally, he snapped to, and took a step away.

Patrick stood up as the four surrounded him.

Rose snatched a knife from his back pockets. He turned to her and grinned.

"I said. I'm alone. And I'm not here to hurt you! I just saved your friends!"

"These days we can never be to certain," Natalie said.'

"Where are you headed," Patrick questioned.

Bryce jumped in, "Oyster Bay!"

"BRYCE!!!!!" Rose shouted. "What the hell!?"

Patrick smiled. "I've got a great shot… could I tag along?"

Bryce nodded. "I don't see why not, right guys?"

bump.... Kiwi? :)