Niko sat there and chuckled, as he watched the priest scramble around hopelessly. Wheres your god now Niko thought. Niko wasn't much of a God man. He felt science proved more believable, science also made it easier to understand this whole delima. 

The sight of zombies didnt really phase him anymore, he'd much rather be alone. He never longed for human reaction since this thing started. The thought of all the people he knew and cared about being dead kinda made him happy. The fuckers deserved it, he thought. Now they see who is the strongest. Im the only survivor. Guess being on long hunting trips made it easier to cope with loneliness.

Nico finished the can of pea's and threw the spoon in his back pack. Nico rolled down the window and threw the can at the preist. He watched as the thing tripped and scrambled towards the can. He threw the dodge truck into drive and proceeded down the road.

He put a metallica CD into the radio that he scavenged out of a music store. Niko softly sung along with the various tracks. Just cause he was in the apocalypse, doesnt mean he cant listen too his favorite band.

As he went further into the state he came upon two men and a girl ([b]Carter, Ryan, and Clover[/b]). He parked his truck and noticed Ryan, who was closest to him.

Niko saw them staring into the distance at some people coming this way, he grabbed his .22 rifle and flicked the safety off. He rolled down the window. 

"Hop in the bed, you're safer not confronting him." He said in a firm voice.