All I wanted was to help out. Nothing really goes as planned I suppose. I get to the garage in time to go out on a salvage mission…and end up biting off more than I could chew. First off, I don’t have a weapon and if it wasn’t for Vincent I wouldn’t of had one when we went out. He gave me a bat which was much appreciated. However, we get to some town with raiders and of course I would get injured.

How did I get injured? Well lets start from the beginning. My first encounter was with one of those rotting corpse bastards. I tried to hit his head with a bat, but nooo. I had to miss and hit his arm. I kicked him back before he could attack me and if it wasn’t for Maeva killing the damn thing I doubt I would of gotten out alive. Well we go about our way, found some glass and wood for the project that Ben is working on. We ended up in what used to be a gun store, and in the cellar there was a dead man on one of those meat hooks. Obviously, we were dealing with cannibals.

Alright, no sweat right? We grabbed some copper pipes and we’re off again. Our final destination was some garage. I saw this car, it looked like it might have something under the hood. So I open it up, and WHAM! My fucking wrist gets caught in a bear trap, A BEAR TRAP! Of all things that could of happened. Then I watched poor Vincent get exploded. Yes, exploded. His body didn’t of course go all over the place, but shrapnel went all over him. He says he was fine, but he wasn’t.

As I’m struggling to get out of the bear trap some raiders pulled up and here we go. One guy comes at me with a damn knife, so I came at him with my bat…and missed. Then he stabs my arm, fun I know. I have a freaking injured wrist and I am trying to swing a bat ok?! It’s not like I’m Babe Ruth over here.

I finally get a good hit on him. I broke his eye socket for sure because I heard bones cracking. He tries to cut my arm but he barely gets it with the tip of his knife, then again with my stomach. But the main thing is, I work with my hands a lot. I mean who doesn’t, but I’m a freaking mechanic! So now my wrist is hurting and has stitches. I can barely do anything with it until it heals. Moving on…

So what happens next, I kid you not, pisses me off more than anything. Maeva kills the guy…she saves me…again. Why am I useless?! Why am I so damn useless?! Ugh, it sucks. I felt in debt to her now. Maybe I can fix something for her for free. Poor Vincent though, had it much more rough than I did. He got shot all to hell, if it wasn’t for Lark driving up in her Chevy I don’t know if Vincent would of made it back to town before bleeding out.

Maeva…you fucking piss me off, but thanks. I hope to be bad ass like you one day. I promise not to put spiders on you for fun. Alright, I can’t promise that…just not the poisonous ones.

-Brooke Rinoa