[u]Cameron[/u]
Panic filled Cameron as he heard the man start to speak. He knew he couldn’t stay in the bushes as he watched the man grab his gun and running wasn’t an option as he feared of being shot from behind as he tried to make is getaway. However staying could mean his death as well as Cameron wondered if what the man was saying was true when the man said he would let Cameron go if he revealed himself. Sheathing his hunting knife back, Cameron readied himself to stand up, regretting having to do so knowing that the outcome could turn out bad. However before he moved, he heard the gun go off as Cameron jumped back in panic thinking that the man was shooting at him but as the man yelled at him Cameron knew that something was very wrong. Seeing the man run which was quickly followed by a Clicker, Cameron waited for the two to move far enough away for him to make his escape in the other direction. 

As he ran Cameron could hear a gun go off which didn’t sound like the same gun the man had which made him wonder if he was traveling with someone else. However that wasn’t a concern to Cameron, he had to get away before the man caught up with him. Other people could be dangerous and had to be approached with caution but if the man was a Hunter that could guarantee danger for Cameron. Turning his head back, he could see the same man off in the distance, this time with an axe in his hand as he prepared to take a swing at the Clicker. However while turned his focus behind him, he didn’t notice the oncoming debris on the ground, causing him to trip and skid onto the ground. His knees stung and as he glanced at his hand he could see that they were scratched up. As he scrambled onto his feet Cameron saw another Clicker about fifty yards ahead of him.

“Oh crap, I’m dead. I’m dead for sure.” The boy mumbled to himself knowing that running away from the Clicker would bring him towards the man but if he stayed where he was or continued forwards he would have to deal with the Clicker. Raising his gun up, Cameron aimed his shotgun at the Clicker and fired off a single round. Wincing at the recoil and knowing that he would have a bruise on him shoulder later on, the boy looked towards the Clicker who was now running towards him. Knowing that he had two more three inch shells in the magazine, Cameron took another shot at the Clicker before it came too close. This time he could see the lead shots hit his target, but it wasn’t enough to take the Clicker down. Cameron knew that he probably should have ran by now to create some distance between him and the Clicker but he had to try again knowing that the alternative would be running towards the man. 

Aiming for his head, Cameron watched as the Clicker fell to the ground .Relief filled the boy as he paused for a few seconds looking at the creature. He had seen other infected before with his uncle but this one was the first one he had taken out on his own. With the Clicker only being fifteen feet when it fell, it was much too close for comfort but he was glad to see that he was able to take care of himself for the most part. 

After reloading his shotgun, the boy slung his gun back onto his back by the gun’s strap and started to walk, knowing that he needed to create distance between him and where he saw the man in case he came back. As the boy walked, he looked at his hands. Wincing as he tried to remove the gravel and other debris from his hands, he was glad to see that his hands were not too bloodied or damaged.

[u]Tia[/u]
Tia watched from above as a pair of Clickers made their way down the street and found the two bodies below. She knew that she could have taken them out quite easily from where she was but decided against it as she watched the two Clickers with mild interest as she wondered if she could use the two for her own purposes. If she found a way to trap the two and maybe even a few more, she could always use them when a larger group came traveling through Pittsburg since she was usually outgunned to go against a group. If she had a few infected to help her to thin the crowd out, she would be able to save on ammunition as well as take out the group easier. However since she had planned to change location within the next few days, Tia decided to work on her plan at a later time. 

Looking around the room which she used as her home for the last few days, her gaze stopped at a shelves of books. A small smile crossed Tia’s lips as she came up with an idea. Tossing a book out of the window, Tia watched as the Clickers reacted and scurried over towards where the book landed on the street, unaware of where the books were coming from. After playing with the Clickers for a little while a noise broke the near silence as she heard the sound of distant gunfire. As quiet as it was, Tia knew that whatever was happening was at quite a distance but it didn’t mean that the action wouldn’t come to the city. Leaving the infected down at the street, Tia made her way further up the building until she reached the roof and looked out at a distance. Although she wasn’t able to see the source of the gunfire, she could tell the general direction it was coming from. Sitting down so that she was out of view, Tia scanned the distance to see if the commotion she heard would make its way towards her. She was more than ready for some action because the entertainment value of a few infected wouldn't last for long.