DayZ a survivors Story.....

Day 1 : A new morning at Belarus .... 22nd July 2012

It was early morning and the sun was glaring through the trees near the coastal town of Kameka.
Scanning northwards squinting at the sun light Fenris dropped to a crouch and tentatively moved across the open expanse to take him to the relative safety of the tree line. Its darkness a thankfull respite from the fear of being spotted by either the walking dead or the living who would prey on an individual. Breathlessly thankfull to have made it to safety Fenris checked his bag as thirst bit at his throat "Damn" he muttered nothing to drink just a useless collection of torch and bandages, useless that is for now.

Meanwhile 85km eastward drink was the last thing going through NSG's mind as he crawled through the scrub towards a small farm it had only been an hour earlier he had ran from packs of walkers near the city of Elektragodorsk. His thoughts on finding anything to help his survival odds increase. His eyes fixed on the open door to an old barn. Run or crawl ? run or crawl ? his choices ran through his mind until the moans of one of the dead snapped him back to the present, CRAWL...........
Dust rose into his already dry mouth and eyes choking him with the acrid taste of wheat. Ten metres, five metres, im in thank god he whispered and then he smiled..... Propped in the corner a shotgun and a 2 shells. Luck it seemed was with him. scrabbling forward he grabbed the precious find and after a quick check loaded it with the 2 shells.

Skirting a clearing Fenris stopped suddenly as he spied a small structure cropping up out of a stand of trees, it looked like a hunters stand used to spy deer or its like. Was their still a hunter here ? and if so would he be hunting me ? these thoughts raced in his mind as he began to slowly edge towards the rickety wood built platform. "Shit" he cursed under his breath and dropped prone into the undergrowth, four meters ahead he had spotted a pair of legs potruding from the bushes right below the stand. It must be the hunter. With thirst biting ravenously at his throat and his head throbbing he knew he had no choice but to trust his fellow man... "Hey you" he uttered .... No response.... Moving forward an overpowering smell hit his nostrils bringing him to the point of vomiting. Biting on the feeling he pressed forward then stopped in revulsion...... They were legs all right... just legs and the remnants of a a body highlighted in shape by the stain of blackened blood splayed across the ground. Slumping backwards waves of nausea rose up and if it wasnt for the point of being starved and thirst ridden it would have overcome him. After a minute or so and coming back to the world Fenris scanned the area and then he saw it.... The mans pack cast a few metres away and with it... an M4 assault rifle and a can of Coke ........ Luck it seems was with him today.

Luck that had seemingly departed from NSG as leaving the barn he had spotted a fellow survivor ahead leant against a low wall. Shakily he raised his gun and aimed it at the back of the mans head. Firing now would kill the man but he knew clsoe by hordes of zombies would be drawn to the sound and with only one shell his days would be numbered. Then he heard it.. a low rasping sound, the man was asleep and snoring like a baby. Edging forward silently NSG reached the man and was close enough to read his name badge on his shirt, a man who had obviously worked at Mac donalds as the 3 stars on his badge glinted and his name Jack said he was happy to help.... "Happy to help, why thank you Jack" popped into NSG's head as he carefully lifted the assault rifle from the wall and the bag from the ground and placed his now redundant shotgun in their place, the time for chivalry had died along with the civilised world the day the first walker had appeared. After a short time and distance NSG dropped down into a crouch in a small wooded area and opened the pack and for the first time in ages broke into a wide grin.... Ammunition, food, medical supplies this was a gold mine and gave him a chance a chance to live.....
"CLICK"..... A sudden unnatural sound sent NSG diving to the ground as the loud retort of a rifle cracked and spat its death towards him. Heat and pain erupted down his left side as the bullet tore though his flesh spraying crimson across the dusty ground. Rolling to his right he brought to bear his assault rifle on a panicked and scrawny looking man shakily trying to clear a jammed round in the breach of his Lee Enfield bolt action rifle. Squeezing the trigger NSG let lose a burst of fire that almost tore the man in two a lock of shock burst on his face as his hands fell to his stomach in a vain attempt to hold in his torn open stomach. A second later the life left him as he crumpled to the ground in a heap of blood and guts.

Gunshots ? close by to the East, Fenris recognised the unmistakeable sound as he dropped to a crouch and sprinted through the trees towards it. Might be something of use he could grab or take he reasoned as he checked his M4 was ready for action thumbing the safety off he slowed to a walking crouch as he broached a rise in the terrain. There 10 metres ahead in a small clearing a body slumped and covered in blood obviously dead he spied the victim of the gunfight. "Their is the victim but where is the killer?" he thought as he surveyed the area...A slight moan issued from the left of the dead man, Fenris's eyes followed a blood trail leading to a large tree and theer at its base a man slumped in agony holding his side obviously losing blood at an alarming rate. Rising up Fenris headed towards the man his gun sights trained on him not wanting to risk a shot unless necessary as every round was precious.

"Help me... my bag.... medical supplies" issued from the man with each word showing the pain he was enduring. "Why the hell should I" said Fenris then he stopped cold..... "Oh my god....NSG is that you?"
"Yeah" he responded " Now help me fix up this wound Fen you old dog".............

Day 1 : Old friends in the afternoon .... 22nd July 2012

"You ready to move?" asked Fenris to a rested and mended NSG. His colour had returned and he seemed himself again. It had been 4 hours since their meeting in the clearing and sicne then they had moved deeper into the forest and rested sharing what meagre supplies they had and applying bandages to the flesh wound on NSG's side.
They had talked of times past when they had served together in a less horrific yet just as dangerous battlefield. Their old comradeship renewed in this time of strife and again their mutual respect and friendship gave them both a vigour and feeling that they could survive this apocalypse.

"Im ready lets get moving" said NSG wincing as he rose from the ground. "So the plan is we move northwards away from the coast and scavenge what we can on the way?" he said gesturing towards a hill about 2km away. "yeah i know theres an old ruined castle over that way we can get some shelter and gain a vantage point to spot our next move" replied Fenris as he began to move out. Slowly they began to head towards the hill picking their route carefully avoiding open spaces and using terrain and cover where they could. Suddenly stepping out of the trees bright sunshine hit them as they stood on a dusty road and in front a long grey farm buidling bordering a town. "What town is this ?" whispered NSg as he dropped to a crouch. "Nazehdino i think" replied Fenris and scanned the building ahead. " no sign of movement" he stated and began to crouch walk towards the open double door. As they reached the door way NSG entered covered by Fenris and looked along the empty building. "It's clear" he said and moved forward.
Coming to the end of the long building they both dropped to a crouch and Fenris moved forward pushing open the doors to check outside. His colour drained as directly in front a large group of undead shuffled their way. he moved backwards into the hall and before he could report his findings the wind picked up and the old door swung open with a loud creak and bang.... "RUN" he called as 4 of the walkers turned and in a heartbeat where charging at them with hunger in their eyes.

The two men fled down through the building the way they had come hearts pounding in their ears and the moans and wails of the undead closing in on them. Breaking outside they sprinted as one into the trees and spun to face their pursuers for they both knew they could not outrun thes untiring monsters.
Guns raised in unison and with small controlled bursts they ended the pursuit as quickly as it had begun.
"Lets get out of here" NSG whispered in a breathless tone and with that they headed into the trees knowing their fire could bring not only more zombies but other survivors with murder in their mind.

"Damn this is getting scary" said Fenris as they headed onwards towards the Castle they had spotted rssting on top of a hill shrouded in trees. "Yeah i got a bad feeling about this" replied NSG but they both know they had no choice as food and drink was driving them to places of danger. Finally they reached the castles outer walls and gingerly picked their way in to a ruined courtyard below an ominous grey stone tower. "Okay lets head in" said NSG as he stopped from the sunlight into the dark musty tower. Pausing for a minute they both let their eyes adjust to the gloomy interior then they froze.........
"AAaaaaaUuuughhhhh" the sound penetrated their very soul, a horrible moan of pain and anguish... Again it sounded as they trained their weapons at any possible entrance point.
"What the &*%$ is that ?" whispered NSG..."i dont frakking know" returned Fenris " And i dont know if its inside or outside but im for heading up" he said.
Taking point he began to shuffle up the rough stone stairs as NSG covered the back and entrance. minutes of ardous climbing went by until they could see a shaft of sunlight above them, it was what remained of the door to the top and had obviously been broken open. As one they backed down to a more stable floor area and covered the gaping hole and waited listening.......

What seemed like an eternity ticked by as both men tried and strained to control their breathing and heartbeats to try to hear any movement from above...... "LOOK OUT" yelled NSG as a large shape barreled down the stairs from the light, without aim both men opened up and sprayed molten lead at the figure who in its haste managed to send a shot towards them harmelessly careening of the rocks. "Eat THIS" shouted Fenris as he sent ten rounds into its mass spraying the walls with gushes of crimson blood its fall halted momentarily by the fire coming from NSG's high powered rifle. Then with a clatter it fell forwards cracking unervingly on the stone steps, its head breaking and crashing repeatedly as it slid to a halt. It was just a man, a man now devoid of life...............