[b] Daniel - Haywood - Noah & Anthony [/b] 

Daniel held the rifle towards the man, but he made a point not to take aim at the boy. He'd knew from personal experience that if you threatened a father, he'd do anything to keep his family safe... but if you threatened the man's loved ones- that was a dangerous position to be in. "Don't worry, we don't want to hurt you, we're just weary survivors is all." He lowered the rifle when he saw that they weren't an immediate threat. 

"Welcome to Haywood. You're safe from the walkers for now, but I'm afraid that we're not exactly stocked with supplies." He explained. "We just go through an attack... we lost a lot of people." He handed the rifle off to Abram, and picked up the man's crowbar, hand extending the handle to him. "I'm Master Sergeant Daniel Crowe, this is my First Sergeant Abram Chamberlin"

He observed the older man quickly, giving him the once over with. He had that fierce look in his eyes, one that seemed to say, "Touch my son and I'll kill you." Daniel thanked God that this man didn't become the sixth man he'd shot down today.

[b] Hector "Hex" Bradshaw [/b] 

Hector Bradshaw was slightly messed up, and that was in his own eyes. In the eyes of others... he was a pretty much a lunatic. The man had Murdered, Stolen, Lied, Cheated... raped... It was all fun and games though! Most of the time that is- Seem the murders, they'd made him mad! He'd only stolen because he needed it. The lying... everyone lies, right? 

He'd cheated people out of their lives. And he'd raped- That one though was the one he couldn't shake. It- It was all fun and games, right? Yeah, yeah... all fun and games... he'd raped that girl because he was lonely is all... and its not like she didn't enjoy it too! 

Hex was pulled from his thoughts as he looked up from the ground he'd been staring at for almost twenty minutes as a gun cocked loudly. He looked forward to see a tall woman standing beside an even taller man. They both stood in front of a large wooden gate and fence- Where the frick did that gate come from?! Whoever put that gate there was gonna get an earful, because Hex was just tryin' to walk.... and then these people pointing their [i]fricking[/i] guns at him! That- That wasn't very polite, no not all.... It was actually quite rude. "Drop your weapon!" The woman shouted, poking her assault rifle at him. 

Hector Bradshaw cocked an eyebrow. What weapon- Oh. His right hand gripped around a long Bowie knife; it was actually his favorite knife. It was pretty, with some really sweet designs... It was the Kim Kardashian of knives. Hex laughed; the Kim Kardashian of knives... that was a good one... that was funny... 

"Hey! You deaf or something?" The large man shouted. Deaf? What was he- Oh the weapon. Hex tossed Kim Kardashian to the pavement and put his hands in the air. The girl lowered her weapon and briskly walked to him. She took both hands and began to pat him down. Hex grinned, she was pretty... "You can frisk me any time you like darling..." He said. 

She said nothing, only gave him a hateful look, raising her weapon again. "Welcome to Outpost. Normally we'd have a better welcome wagon, but we're... in special circumstances." The man called over the gates and the big doors were heaved inward, revealing a large encampment. Hex let out a whistle. This place was better than Tyler's catacombs... Hector followed the big man and the pretty woman inside, the other guards on the walls giving him suspicious glances. 

It was then that Hector saw a man... he looked familiar... where had he seen this guy? OH! Becky- no. Burt- no, dang it. Bernard, Bertha, BEX! That was it, his name was Bex! He was in the catacombs with Tyler too... "Bex! Buddy!" He exclaimed, giving the man a stupid grin. His grin faded when he connected the pieces... the little girl in the catacombs... Hex had ticked Bex off... "Ah crap..." He murmured.