Fear The Walking Dead (1x1)

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"Okay," she said. She hopped that it was true. Malia kissed his cheek and reluctantly pulled away. Malia twisted the keys in her hands, wishing that this was just a dream, that this wasn't actually happening.

[Light Bringer]

Troy offered a slight smile before reaching into his bag once more. "Take this." He said, holding out a radio transceiver. "We can communicate using these."

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia smiled at bit when she took it. "Thanks, Troy." And then she had to get in the vehicle because if she didn't, she'd never be able to force herself to leave without Troy. Malia put the keys in the ignition and start the car. Then she drove out of there, past the gate, away from the ranch. She couldn't stop the tears from falling or the feeling like her heart was breaking into two.

[Light Bringer]

Troy sighed, watching her leave before burying his face into his hands and letting out a frustrated moan. "God, damn it!" He said, his voice muffled by his hands.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her throat tightening with the oncoming tears. She forced herself not to turn the car around and drive back to the ranch.

[Light Bringer]

Troy turned and headed back towards his father and tell him that he wasn't leaving. He didn't know whether that would be good or bad news for him. He just hoped he would pull his head out of his ass as soon as possible.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia drove until she found a small town not too far from the ranch. She parked the car and got out. Malia held her spear out and searched one of the houses. A walker was in one of the rooms. Malia took it down easily and sliced it open. Then she covered herself in its blood.
Malia swept the house for supplies, and then she worked on boarding up the windows and barricading the back door. She opened a window on the top floor and then chose a room to sleep in. She went outside and parked the car in the driveway.

[Light Bringer]

Troy first put the extra supplies away that he had taken and went over to his dad, who was now sitting back in his little office. "Dad." Troy said, cautiously, as he peered into the room and at his dad. "Malia's gone." He said, softly.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

OOC: You're going to have to voice the Ottos because I'm not very good at that.

Malia searched the other houses for supplies. She had found some, but there wasn't much left. She collected all of the water she could find, from the pipes, hoses, toilet tanks---everything. Malia boiled the water to make it drinkable.

[Light Bringer]

OOC: Okay. Can do.

Jeremiah looked up at Troy. He felt a sense of victory wash over him. Glad that Troy had sent the girl off on her own. "Good." He said, simply.