[H1][center][color=007236][b]Hunter Monroe[/b][/color][/center][/h1]

Hunter was in shock, he was attempting to get the flashbacks out of his head. Here's what he did know though. 1) his rifle had stopped shooting. 2) He was on the ground. 3) The dead were not all dead yet. And 4), what just accorded to him, he's not in the camp. 5) The man that had brought him tot he ground was bigger then Hunter, he could tell that too. 6) Hunter felt if he had to he could take him. Though that wasn't what he was worried about, what he did notice is that Sarah was almost killed, the new man ([@Desire]) had just saved her. He mentioned something about killing walkers, not each other. Hunter wanted to reply, but his words were still not working. He had to try and snap himself out of this. "[color=007236]FUCK![/color]" He screamed out loud as he stood up. 

That was the only thing that he seemed to be able to run through his head at this moment. He stood up and attempted to run past the man, then before passing he stopped and looked at him to speak. "[color=007236]First off, never tackle me again, second...[/color]" He looked at Sarah ([@CandiBarr]), then back to him. "[color=007236]Thank you...[/color]" Hunter drew his hatchet. He saw two dead still left, he should be able to take them if he did it right. "[color=007236]Keep ready, I'm going to take these two out, be ready in case something goes wrong.[/color]" Hunter was trying to take charge, he wasn't at his full ability at the moment, but he knew enough that this had to end soon.

Hunter swung the hatchet right down onto the first infected's head, it dropping on contact. Though he soon realized too much force, even though he had killed it the hatchet was stuck. he had his shotgun still, right? Hunter wasn't sure if he reloaded it or not. The second walker was on him faster then he was ready for it, so he left the hatchet and kicked the walker down the stairs then drawing his shotgun. "[color=a0410d]Click.[/color]" the shotgun went as he pulled the trigger. He didn't know if the gun had jammed or if it wasn't loaded, but either way it wasn't shooting. So he did what any semi-sane person would do in his situation. He kicked the walker down again, then landed himself on top of it, beating it to death with the sawed-off. He did this long after he had actually killed it, he only stopped when one of the hits had forced the gun to discharge a shell into the ceiling. The sound of the shotgun had snapped him out of it, when he had realized he had beaten the walker to death, and now was soaked in its brain matter.