User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Hellhound, Werecat, Cheshire Cat Anon

Welp, we've been putting it off for too long, and now thhe choice is made for us. I look around at my friends, giving each one a smile. I remind them that no one gets left behind, bitten, beaten, or dead, we're all getting out of this hellhole. We grab our weapons, my blades, the cheshire's bow, hellhounds axe and the werecat's gauntlets.

We grab the armour we made out of some of the wooden walls and even some parts of the floor. I take one last look at us, the ragtag underdogs that I always thought of us as, before opening the window.

We leap down, Chesh warping from roof to roof, trying to pick off as manny around us as she can. Hellhounds temper keeps us moving forward, her axe cutting a path through the horror of the infected. Werecat and myself keep her covered from behind, blades and claws whirling around, I hear a cry and look around to see someone else on a rooftop, more infected coming for her.

I yell at Chesh to help her, we've got things covered on the ground. I then feel a splinter of wood hit me, and turn to see and infected has ripped one of hells armour plates off. I make a quick jab forward, ending the poor victim who was inside her guard. Our march is slow, arduous, and filled with more blood than I'd ever thought I'd see.

After more than an hour of fighting we're suddenly greeted by a dozen harpies, dropping salamanders around us. Our slow crawl turns into a running battle, elves and centaurs firing down on the infected from the safe zone to keep them away. We make it into the safe zone, the gates closing behind us. I'm the first to run up to the walkway, looking for chesh on the rooftops. When I don't see her I feel a knot forming in my stomach, until I'm tackled by a pair for purple paws.

Grab her, hugging her back, before yelling at her for making me worry.

"Heh heh, sorry, but I got that other lady back too." She lets me go and helps me up, before we both go back down to find the other two being looked over by a pair of gazers, checking every inch of them for wounds. Hells getting quite irritated by the time they get the okay, and turns to us.

"What the hell Chesh? You know not to worry us like that." She punches her in the arm, before embracing her.

"Yeah. We were so worried about you." Were shouts, hugging her from the other side. Chesh just laughs and vanishes again, showing up next to me, and leaving the two to fall into each other.

"Come on you two. We're safe now, with the amount of arrows I saw flying around this place, nothings getting in. Now lets get you over to the hospital." This last part's directed at me, a hand thumping down onto my shoulder. I nod, and we make our way to the medical area, where I explain what happened, how I'd been bitten almost a week ago and was immune.

I've never had so many people stare at me before, and it was damn unnerving when a manticore came at me with a needle. I did my part, they took as much blood as I'd let them and gave it to a troll and her husband to try and work it out. We were given our own tent, and Chesh was given an offer to scout around, given her natural warping ability. Hells was put on a recovery team, even got the local smith to make her some proper armour, and Were got stuck running things around camp.

Every time Hells and Chesh go outside the walls I make sure to see them off, just in case. When they finally devloped a vaccine they gave it to all the scouts and outside operatives first. I spent most of my time recovering, trying to get well enough to go out and help Hells.

We've all agreed that we're partners, honestly, being the only guy amongst a room of mamono, it was kind of already unofficial. When all this is over, we'll hopefully go back to our normal, boring lives, but until then, we're all going to be fighting for what little we have left.