A faint noise came from further down the tunnel. Alec looked up,"Did you hear that?" He then pretended he lost interest and started eating again."I think we're being watched," he said as he slowly slid out his knife.

Bill quickly grabs his Desert Eagle from near the cement block. "You're right we are, but I don't know it is, and where they are.." Bill then shot a bullet into the distance, and yelled. "WHERE ARE YOU? Come out."

Rod was shocked by the cloaked man's actions. He killed the only person who could tell them what happened, but then he screamed and violently stabbed the corpses before stabbing himself.

Rod was reluctant to give him a stimpack of his own, so he used some he found in Joshawa's bag. He still wasn't sure why he was helping this man. The wound in his stomach might have actually killed him, and potentially prevent him from killing other people in the future. But Rod just didn't have the heart to do it. Something about this man was just not black and white.

When Rod took off his robe to stop the bleeding, he saw that this man was covered with scars. Most of them looked self-inflicted.

"Tell me...do you hate yourself?", Rod said as he applied pressure to the wound.

When the man looked out of danger, Rod helped himself to some of the precious Purified Water in the cloaked man's bag. He hadn't seen clean water in a long time, and considered that pilfering through his stuff made them finally even.

As Joshawa was still unconcious, Rod took the time to take the bodies stabbed into the trees down. In time he was able to put all the corpses of the caravan in a position that gave them some dignity. It was the best he could do for these people. The swamp provided no dirt to bury them in, and the water was filled with vermin that woud just gnaw on them.

Not too long afterwards, the now recloaked man got up and just said goodbye. He didn't even take his share of the salvage.

"Stick...I think we'll be seeing him again. I just hope he finds some measure of peace in his life... Well, lets eat some Mirelurk before it goes bad. You'll love it Stick, I guarentee it!."

Alec grabbed his rifle and quickly fired three shots into the dark tunnel. "It might be Chosen, if they get in close watch out for a blade on the top of their wrist. It's fast and easy to hide and there's no telling what kind of toxins they put on those things.."

"Thanks for the heads up. I'll be ready.." Bill reloads his desert eagle, then takes out his Bowie knife with his left hand.

[OCC: Gizmo, what's going to happen? Are the Chosen going to appear?]

OOC: In the tunnels later but right now it's Josh, look at his last post we're the people he sees

All of a suuden Alec dropped his gun and charged into the black tunnel, knife in hand. He ran into a figure who fell with him into the murcky water. Alec regained his composure and pounced on the man putting putting his knife to the unkown person's throat. Alec saw a type of sword in the man's hand,"Drop it, or you'll be dead before you hit me." He heard a splash in the water as the sword fell. "Now that I know that you can listen let's take a little walk to my buddy over their."

A few seconds later Alec saw Bill pointing his gun straight at him,"It's okay it's just me, and I brought a friend."

[OCC: Oh. Alright, I didn't see his earlier posts.]

Bill lowers his gun. "Who is this, Alec? Is he a member of the Chosen? If so he's dead."

As the brahmin wheezed from pulling such a heavy loaded cart in its sick state, Rod was anxiously looking at the boiling pot of Mirelurk meat. Rod had finally put his combat armor back on after cooling off with his pilfered clean water.

"Alright Stick! That map I got back at the caravan said there was a place called Perry Village not too far from here. And the best part is, it's out of this swamp!"

Stick just looked uninterested as she licked up some more purified water from her bowl. Even a lizard appreciated clean water.

They had reached the edge of the swamp when the brahmin just collapsed of exhaustion. Its breathing was extremely labored and a little blood was leaking out of its naustrils. The poor crature was at its limit. And Rod could see it. Normally, Rod would just shoot it and put it out of its misery, but it was the only live brahmin around, and the only hope for Rod to get his stuff to town.

After trying to get the brahmin up, to no avail, Rod accepted they would have to set up camp here for the night. Maybe with a night's rest, the brahmin would have the stength to get them to town.

The brahmin was given a stimpack, and each head had a bowl of clean water offered to it. And almost immediately, the brahmin showed some mild improvement.

For the next hour, Rod spent his time breaking open the Mirelurk claws to devour the delicious meat within. With plenty of clean water to wash it down, it was by far the best meal he had in years. Even Stick got to enjoy some left-over meat.

"You know pouncing on people is not a way to break the ice" Josh chuckled "Anyway's who are you people".
Joshawa picked the sword from up off the ground.

Bill smiling, speaks to Josh. "We're the ones who are going to eliminate the Chosen." said Bill very confidently.

"Chosen who are they" Josh asked. Now they probably think I am an idiot Josh put his sword behind his cloak.

Bill with shocked look on his face. "You don't know who the Chosen are? I take you aren't from here in New Orleans." Bill pauses. "Well, anyway the Chosen are this psychotic cult, they believe they were Chosen by there 'forgotten God' whom blessed them with superhuman powers, and gave them the mission to cleanse the earth of what they deem 'filth'. I recommend you don't listen to their [censored]."

"They kill defensless settlers and hang their bodies on walls and trees. On one occasion I saw and entire village nailed to a wall by knifes and spears, some had been torn apart by animals, and a message smeared in blood on the wall that said "Their blood belongs to Horrid." Alec said with a dark face, he had friends in that village, very good friends. "The Chosen must be stopped. Are you in?"

"Yeah on my way here me and this guy found a bunch of people slaughtered and hung from tree's it did not bug me though I lived like that in my childhood. And about killing these Chosen people I am in as long as I get money and I get to kill" Josh said.

"I'm sure the Chosen have some kind a treasure, you get a percentage when we eliminate them and their base." Alec brought out his hand to shake," Deal?"

Joshawa immediately shook the man's hand "Deal".
"I never got your name" Josh said "Mine is Joshawa, Joshawa Schultz"
Some new friends and some new enemies boy is life good

"I guess we split in thirds." Bill extends his hand to Josh. "Glad to have you aboard Josh. I'm Bill Arcenaux."

"Nice to meet you Bill" Josh said.
When do we get to kill

"And I'm Alec Beller, and I think we should start heading out soon, and after this recent event I think we should stick together." So I can keep an eye on this guy. Alec picked up his gun and was ready to go.

Bill stoods up. "Yeah. I've been aching to leave this place, let's get going." Bill grabs his Desert Eagle, but keeps out just in case anything happens.. I wonder if this new guy can be trusted..I mean it is hard to trust people in this day and age, especially in this city. Bill knew the city of New Orleans very well, he knew there were lots of people there to not be trusted, he's even been betrayed a few times. That's why it's pretty to earn his trust.

"Alright let's go this will be fun" Josh chuckled.
I do not think they trust me.. and hey who could really blame them I've killed people hurt people and everyting you could think of but they do not know that and that is good because I do not need any more enimes

Rod let out a huge burp as he finished his last bite of the Mirelurk.

"Sorry Stick, just too full I guess. Then again, you've thrown up all over my stuff before so screw it."

With night upon them, Rod had to set up his tent around the cart. Rod had always slept under the stars back in Texas, but these swamps gave him the creeps.

Now crammed in between all the stuff in the cart, and Stick, Rod did his best to fall asleep. When the heat kept him up, Rod started assembeling all the gun parts together to make a new gun. That way, he would be ready to sell everything he didn't need by the time he reached town.

After several hours, Rod was passed out with a newly repaired antique .50 cal. machine gun on his lap. Where they got a machine gun, who knows. But if they had put their stuff together and fixed it, then maybe they could've survived that attack.

Alec walked down the dark tunnel, rifle ready. Bill and Josh were right behind him, he saw markings on a wall up ahead. Alec walked up and said,"It says, Their Blood belongs to Vengeance." Alec then realized that they were walkind in blood, nothing but blood. He also saw a dim light up ahead,"There's something up there, and I think I know who it is."

"Me too someone who needs to die" Josh laughed. He took his pistol out that was heavily cuztomized and loaded it he then put it to the side of him and pulled out a sword.

Alec heard screaming as he went into the doorway. He crouched behind a pile of rock and Josh and Bill did the same. They saw 10 men all their heads hairless, and they had spears in their hands looking at their leader. He was a tall and scrayny man, but with thick muscle. He had a cape and a curved sword which was soaked in blood. He staired down at an unlucky settler strapped to a rock slab, the man started to tear up. "This is an example of the weaknesses of man," the leader said,"they have no pride, no faith, no god to guide them in these times of need. So he must be killed." The men with spears chanted,"His Blood is for Vengeance." The leader raised his sword,"This is for our faith." He sliced off an arm of the man who screamed for his life,"This is for our leading council" Another arm, the man screamed louder. "This is for our god!" As he raised his sword three bullets were fired one hitting him in his chest. and another in his forhead The Chosen turned Alec, rifle smoking. "That was for my mom"