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An inconvenience is an adventure wrongly considered.

1 month earlier

Stuart sighed, on the road again he thought to himself as the car struggled to keep the 20 miles at hour they were going along the ruins of this forest road, they were heading to some no name city, supposedly place had been hit hard by this weird infection, but the military had cleared most of it before they too succumbed to it, hopefully with a little luck the city would be mostly empty.. Perhaps even safe? One could hope.

"Are we almost there yet?!" Eddie demanded, scowling at Joe, "We'll get there when we get there!" responded Robert, arguing again, the whole group had been on edge for weeks, hungry, tired and constantly under threat of infection? Yeah what a fun environment to bond. "Please, can we just stop shouting? We need to conserve our energy and the more we argue the more we strain our friendship! We need to work together guys, please, don't fight.." Stuart begged, again he had to be the voice of reason, a job that was rapidly losing its appeal.

The group grew silent, for the moment at any rate, the car chugged along as they entered the city limits, a large damaged sign, "Welcome to paradise" painted over the name of the city, obscuring it completely.. Well, least someone in these times still has a sense of humour Stuart smiled weakly to himself, a sudden scream "OH FUCK" snapped him out of his thought as something big hit the car, flipping it and sending it spinning several times, the group screaming in fear as the car tumbled before landing upside down in the street.

Stuarts eyes weakly opened, his head spinning as he saw Joe crawling out of the now shattered windscreen and into the street, Robert following in toe, Eddie lay silently upside down in the seat, his seat belt kept him in place but he must have been knocked out.. "Guys...come back.." Stuart whispered out, his words too quiet to be heard as he watched his two friends stagger away from the car. But the silence that fell over him became a blessing, before his eyes, he watched his two friends be tackled by furred creatures, they looking almost like mutant felines.

Stuart sat there like a rag doll watching the cat-things tore his friends clothes from bodies, their screams slowly faded as Stuarts eyes began to droop, his mind fading into black, the screams of his friends echoed in his head as he slipped into the silent abyss of unconsciousness, fear and pain the last things he felt before nothing took their place.

With a sudden gasp, Stuart felt himself being pulled from the wreckage, Eddie pulling him free from their mangled steel prison, "Come on, wake up Stu, we haven't got time for this.. " Eddie begged, Stuart tried to talk, garbled nonsense all he was capable off, his mind struggling to remember what happened, "Dude, come on! Get up, we NEED to fucking get off the streets" Stuart heard Eddie say, he pulled himself from his grip, struggling to his feet, the world spinning around him, stinging sensations over every inch of his body but he managed to keep himself up.

"You alright? Please man, come on, we have to go.. don't pass out on me" Eddie whimpered, fear clearly gripping his heart, Stuart reached out and grabbed his arm, "Then...lets...go.." Stuart managed to stutter out, Eddie forcing a worried laugh, helping Stuart to hobble off the streets towards the sidewalks, the city's intimidating buildings stood over head, cracks and broken windows adoring the once mighty structures, but they remained, a testament to mans capabilities, the pair staggered down the street, looking for an open shop, a house.. Anything, so many buildings blocked by barricades and rubble, nowhere to get inside.

They were about to lose hope for safety when they heard.. Music? People singing? What in the name of?.. They made their way through an alley towards the booming sound, finding a makeshift stage in some sort of market centre, stalls packed with garbage and debris, damaged tarps over head as on the stage stood, a .. group of men? are they men? One looked like a Raccoon coated in white stained clothes, gold necklace's and jewellery coated his hand-..paws.. Beside him stood a rabbit guy? Dressed in a black suit, small tears adorning it but mostly in tact, but the weirdest of the three? A man, dressed in a white, red and blue suit, a British flag on his shirt under his suit, a large black dark blue leather coat over him, a top hat with a tiny British flag dangling off it, he holding in his hands a post black cane... "What the fuck?.." Though Eddie aloud.

The three "men" looked down at the battered pair, the two mutants smirked and moved to step forward, the strange human held his arms out, stopping them, he whispered something to them, they nodding in agreement as they returned to singing their bizarre rap? Whatever it was, it was loud and somewhat catchy.. The man jumped down off the stage, "So lad's, two fish out of water it would seem? Come to join us in Jolly ol' paradise? Then your in luck my good chaps, Because you are about to witness the greatest singers in all of America!" He called out too the pair of stage, they both smiling happily and singing louder, the odd man laughing and turning to the beaten pair, whispering suddenly, "Run you twats!" with a deadly serious look.

The pair blinked, before they could respond, he grabbed them both, spinning them around and pushing them away, "Excuse us a moment boy's, Just going to have a word with these two lil' Sods." he called to the mutants on the makeshift stage, before he dashed after them both, all three now breaking into a run the battered friends following after the man into an alleyway near by, them all running until he stopped and turned to them, causing them both to skid to a halt, "Are you two fucking Daft?!" He asked in an angry tone, the pair looking to each other before Stuart stuttered out, "who. The. Fuck. Are. You?!"

The man grinned, stepping back into a chauvinistic pose, hands resting on his cane and a happy twinkle in his eye, "Just your everyday Jolly' British toft, at your service, my little tourists, Welcome to paradise!" he said, bowing politely before offering a hand to shake to Stuart.. Well, this city certainly has an interesting few occupants, Stuart laughed to himself.