Sorry for the wait, I was busy with schoolwork and shit like that, well here's chapter 2, hope you enjoy
Chapter 2- 12:00 PM, Saints stronghold
"Lunch, *grunt* is served." The large bag splatted against the table. "Let me guess, we're eating smashed fruit, again." "Ey! I don' see you goin' ou' to foind food now, do i?" Jordan was half asleep, he knew Mike wasn't pleased with Jeyms' choice of food (Jordan really didn't want to know what kind of parents would name their kids "Jeyms"), Jeyms seemed to love fruit, but at this point after the bombing most food that was left was smashed or rotten, maybe even radiated from the chemical plant. Jordan sat up, scratched his ass, and then walked dizzily over to the table. "*Yawn* could my applesauce come with a chocolate milk please?" Jeyms looked at him, his bald head glistening off of the sunlight. "No 'un aprecicates me! I get you're sorry arse fed ervrey day! I'm done bein' treated like a sack of pot-a-toes. You want bettar food? Get it yourselves ya lazy cityfolk!" Well lunch is going as usual, but it's better than staving Jordan thought, zipping open the bag and grabbing the least smashed fruits. "Hey Jordie boy! You got a match?" Damian asked. "Yeah I do, my ass your face." Damian burst out laughing. "You ain't no saint, you are a fucking comedian!" Jordan smiled and took his fruits to his tent. "Alright guys, we got bananas, an apple, and some Sunny D. Eat up." Gus looked disappointed "Aww, no Macdonald's." Gus moped and began taking apart his calculator again, he would take it apart and put it back together again, it always worked. Jordan sighed, he was about to say something when the guard shift bell rang, his shift had begun. "Shit, I'll be back, love you both." Jordan said as he started towards the makeshift walls. "I love you too Jordan, stay safe." Said Lauren
After a few weeks on the wall anybody can learn to shoot a gun, Jordan was no exception. He had racked up 5 kills so far. Lauren, she's a bitch to me during real life, but as soon as one of her retarded fantasys comes true she's fucking lovey-dovey, why not now, life is almost normal again, why doesn't she bitch out again? *sigh* she's right about a few things though. I do need to work on my greed, and my issues with the chinese. Hell those fuckers nearly killed me, scratch that last thing. What about- "GAHHHH!!!" Jordan's day-dreaming was interrupted by a man being eaten alive near the scavenging tent. Time for six and seven. Jordan shot the dying man out of mercy, then he shot the zombie eating him. "BANG...BANG" Now where was i...
Jordan's watch ended at 9:00 that night, he was dead tired, and Joanna arguing with Gordie about the supplies wasn't any help. Jordan climbed off the ladder as the kid from canada took his place. "Eyy uh... Aboot your uh... Watch, you uhh..... are the.. bosses favourite... by the way." Jordan hated holding a conversation with this kid. "Thanks...." Jordan gestured, asking the kids name without using words. "Oh, my name? Harry." "Ah! Harry, thanks for the compliment boy, you be watchful now, those walkers are relentless tonight." Harry smiled. "Oh i will, I will be very watchful." Jordan was taken aback. No uhhs or ehs, that's odd. Jordan decided to watch the kid, something wasn't right.
After a few minutes of watching on a rooftop, Harry got off his post. I knew it! Time to report- "Woah! H-hey Harry, don't be spooking me like that. Okay?" Harry grinned "Oh don't worry Mister Wettin, you will never be startled again." Harry was reaching behind his back, Jordan immediately assumed the worst and drew his gun. "GET YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!" Harry giggled "I love this part." With insane speed Harry charged Jordan and knocked him to the ground, when Jordan tried to reach for his gun Harry grabbed his arm and snapped it like a twig. "GAH! You bastard!" Harry laughed as he straddled Jordan's chest. Jordan struggled but Harry put a finger to his forehead and slammed his head into the concrete. "Ten years SAS training, You're outmatched ya bloody sod." Harry mimicked a British accent. "Britain, hah, what a hellhole." Harry rolled up his sleeves, One of them having a recently received stab wound, probably from his last victim. "Goodbye Jordan." Harry raised the knife, but Jodan held it away with his good arm. "What did i say!?" Harry screamed, standing up and stepping on Jordan's face. "You'll never get away with this!" Harry looked anything but amused. "I have five times now! DO YOU THINK SOME HERO IS JUST GONNA-" BANG! Startled and wounded Harry turned around, and promptly had his throat slit. Dazed and confused Jordan reopened his eyes after the blood forced him to close them. "I had a suspicion." Said a familiar monotone, featuring no emotion. "Jordan. Get up." said Gordie.
Jordan woke hearing unfamiliar voices, except for Gordie. "He survived Harry, he could be worth..." "He survived harry because I rescued his dumb ass!" "Still, he did take your first punch without being knocked out." "....I missed you fucking moron." Jordan opened his eyes, but they were covered by a shopping bag that was serving as a hood. As he regained feeling in his arms he realized he was tied to a pole. He was too injured to move. "He's a fucking hot dog vendor. He hasn't had a day of training in his pitiful life." "Neither did you Gordie. "That was different. I was a hard laborer, he drove a fucking hot-dog van!" Jordan spoke. " I hired someone to drive it." "Oh goodie he's awake-" "DID I ASK YOU?" A hard hand struck Jordan in the chest. He slid down the pole and sat, feeling as pitiful as he probably looked. "So he hasn't even driven it! Why did i bring him here again?" "He has potential Gordie. More than even you did." "Fuck you." "Why thank you, but I am celibate." "SUCK A DICK!" Stomping feet moved further away and Jordan heard a door slam. "Well that went worse than expected. You can stand up." the man said as he pulled off the bag, Jordan reopened his eyes, and saw an old bald man in a robe. "My name is Versus, my disciples know me as master. I assume you've met Gordie." "i have, but never that mad." Versus smiled "Yes, im told that Gordie tries to seem emotionless like i taught him, but as soon as he enters my presence he stops." Jordan didn't answer. Noticing the man was clean shaven, like REALLY clean shaven, Jordan took the opportunity to ask for a razor, the one tool he didn't have. "Ha... You are pretty funny Jordan." It was a serious question, but Jordan stood down. "Now, about your arm.." "What about- GAH! Fuck me!" "You forgot that Harry Smith broke it, it is a serious fracture, you will need time to recover, i did take the liberty of putting on a cast after you fainted after asking about the razor." Jordan was speechless, "I... fainted?" Versus smiled, "Well one would after receiving a concussion, Gordie can be rough at times." Jordan didn't know what to say, then he fainted again.
Jordan woke up in a dark room with stone walls, he still was dizzy, and his broken arm was aching. An intercom sounded "Hello -BZZRK- Jordan, this is Versus yet again. You may not know where you are, but let me tell you something, this will be easy. Stand up and walk into the hallway ahead of you." Jordan stood up and looked around, he felt tense and uncomfortable. "Where am I? Where's Gus? Wheres the barn? Where are you?" "Oh too many questions disciple, now walk down the hallway as instructed." Jordan reluctantly began walking. The hallway seemed to go on and on, with no end in sight. Jordan was defenseless, concussed and with a bone fracture, he would be an easy kill. Eventually Jordan came upon a large room, suddenly electric lights came on one at a time, revealing chained up walkers under every light. "You made it Jordan! Gordie got really close to getting you there, good thing you got to the room when you did." "Gordie was trying to kill me?!" He got a direct answer "Yes, now enough idle chit chat, find the walker with the post-it note" "Wha-" "Abubbubbu... find the walker" Jordan, dazed more than ever, began walking through the room. Eventually he found a walker with a yellow Post-it note, then he saw it's face "Reynald?" "You recognize your partner!" " But, he..." "He passed to the fury of Buddha's blade. Oh I forgot to tell you, Gordie isn't his real name, his name, that he received after joining the clan, is Tadakatsu. Now then, beat his head in." Jordan took two steps back. "This is insanity!" "This is what you were born for Jordan!" Jordan decided that he had little choice in the matter, and he stuck his fingers in Reynald's eyes and pulled his head off his shoulders. "Such brutality! And with so little emotion! There would normally be other steps but.... you may be ready now! Open the wall!" The wall in front of Jordan opened. And he saw Versus standing, with Gordie and Larry of all people, along with others whom he didn't recognize. "Now then Jordan, you shall say the vow, this sheet has it on it, i shall read it now. 'I shall disown my family, i shall be powerful, i shall be merciless, and i shall be the king of my environment.' now then, say the oath and i shall begin your training." Versus held out the sheet. Jordan, on shaky knees, stepped back twice. "No! I will never disown my family for some bullshit training! Gus needs me now more than ever! And I will NEVER bow down to a powdered prissy fuck like you!" Versus sighed. "Tadakatsu, kill the foolish man." Gordie drew a pistol, and shot two of the other disciples while still looking at Versus. "Shows over Bruce." Larry cut the last disciple in half. Versus (or Bruce now?) looked at Gordie unblinking. " If you kill me now Tadakatsu, it will be the biggest mistake you will ever make." "Stop calling me Tadakatsu" BANG Versus' lifeless corpse fell hitting the stone floor and spreading blood everywhere. "I'm guessing you see me as a friend now Jordan." Jordan shocked beyond belief, came back to his senses, and then stated. "Yeah, i guess i do"