The company's privet military was stationed all around the city the tests were being held. They had barricades set up to cause difficulties for both survivors and undead so that the soldiers could dispatch with them as easily as needed. Twenty miles down the road they had road blocks and false workers to make incoming traffic turn around. The leader of this opporation looked around. It was near midnight, all roads, major or otherwise were closed off. Now all they had to do was wait for the people who went ahead to begin the experiment.

Benjamin groaned as he reached to turn off his alarm clock. He looked at it. 5:00 AM. He yawned as he got up and went to his bathroom, taking care of a morning routine, shower, shave and everything. He got out about a half an hour later. He then went to get dressed, his bartender uniform had been cleaned the night before. He then went to the kitchen, being careful not to wake his sister if she wasn't awake already. He began to cook breakfast for himself and his sister when she woke up. Toast, eggs, bacon, all the average things. When it was set up, he went to his sister's door, and knocked, "Danny, breakfast," he called into her room, heading back to the kitchen to pour her a glass of milk.

sonik was fast asleep on his couch in his appartment. his house was littered with beer cans and old clothes. he woke with a start and looked around him realising where he was "HMMMM" he growled roughly "just a dream" he murmured to himself dreaming about his old life in the army. he grogily sat up and looked at his watch while he rubbed his eyes "7:23am?" he sighed as he got to his feet and staggered to his small kitchen and made a blow of cereal for himself, he wolfed it down as he was hungery and threw himself back on the couch when he had finished and turned on his tv before it cut out and his head lolied back "fucking old basterd" he said refering to his land lord who had just cut his power "THAIN YOU OWE ME 3WEEKS RENT. PAY UP OR GET OUT" shouted the land lord throught his door "YOU'LL GET IT NEXT WEEK OLD MAN" sonikshouted back "YOU BETTER OR YOUR OUT YOU BUM!!" how could this get worse he thought to himself as the power came back on

Cybil groaned as she woke up, sitting up in her bed, she looked out her window before she rubbed her eyes gently. "Why am I up so damn early?" Getting up from bed, she walked downstairs and smiled as she hurried to the kitchen. Making something to eat quickly, she sat down at the table and looked out the window. She had wondered why her friends hadn't come to visit. Shrugging off the thought, she walked to the front hall and grabbed her backpack. Heading outside she adjusted her skirt as she got on her bike, putting her bag in a wire basket in front of her, she sighed and rode down the street. Looking around to see if there was anyone out that she knew.

Bastian sighed as he looked out the window of Death 'N Roll. He sat back, yawning a small bit and taking a sip of coffee. He'd been up all night, working, bit still wasn't really that tired. He was just bored, more than anything. Few ever shopped at night, but this morning had been strangely empty. And he was the only one available, his vacationing co-workers held up for some reason. Traffic jam, or some bullshit like that. Lazy bums probably just partied too hard.

Taking another sip, he watched the nearly-empty mall. This place had an almost-eerie tranquility this early in the morning. As if no one would hear you. No matter what you did or said. Something about this cold silence was comforting to Bastian, for some strange reason. He simply went back to organizing music and, every now again, downloading it to his MP3 player.

The ring of an alarm clock, through the thin dry-wall seperating Benjamin's and Danielle's room, easily woke the sleeping girl up.  An incoherent grumble escaped from her mouth before she flipped to her other side, thankful for when Ben shut it off.  As usual, Danielle waited nearly ten minute before getting out of bed, her hair disheveled, just as her fuzzy green pants and tan t-shirt were.  She threw the covers off, walking out of her room and into the kitchen.  

A tall glass of milk was waiting for her, just like every other school day.  She took, before drinking half of it.  "Morning, Benjamin," came her voice, heavy in sleepiness.  On her plate she piled toast an eggs, ignoring the delicious smelling bacon with a look of longing.  "I only have a week to go before I win the bet."  She smiled, mentally praising herself for already going three weeks as a vegetarian.  "Is there a babysitter tonight, or do I get to come with you to the bar?"  Her voice was more alive as the thirteen-year old sat down at the small circle table.

Ben smirked, and looked to his younger sister, ignoring her comment about the veggie diet. He thought for a moment, "Well, how about this?" he started. "You can choose, If you stay, you can stay alone if you want, but you have to stay inside," he told her. "Or you can come over right after school, it's only about a mile walk," he told her. "So it's up to you," he said. "So what do you want to do?" he asked. "Oh, and you can go ahead and eat the bacon, I won the bet the moment you ate eggs," he said, a smirk of victory on his face as he went to washing his own plate after eating everything on it.

"I'll come over right after school," Danielle eagerly replied, hating being alone.  She was not the type to believe in boggie-monsters and such, but a story about a serial killer on the news always made her blood turn cold.  She also wanted to go to the bar because of all the people there.  Watching them drink, and laugh, and sometimes puke or collapse never got old  When Ben mentioned the bet, she shook her head.  "I never said I would not eat animal bi-products.  We agreed on me being a vegatarian, not a complete vegan.  Maybe you should go re-learn what those words mean."  Her voice was a bit smug as she to stood up after finishing her meal, going to the sink to wash the fork and plate she had used.

He smirked, "An egg hatches into a chicken, therefor, it is not a bi-product, but a stage of life for chickens," he said, finishing the dishes and the pan he used to cook. "And alright, I'm sure Yukari will be happy to see you again," he said.

"Unless, of course, the egg had never been fertilized by a male, as nearly ninety nine percent of farm-bought eggs are.  So if I did not eat it, it would hatch into nothing, but become rotten."  She smirked, wondering how else he could contradict her.  "Yukari's working today?  Well that works out perfectly, I've been wanting to see her."  Danielle smiled, despite her having to leave for school in ten minutes.

He merely smirked, "I think going into the subject of the dispensability of unfertilized eggs with you will be too extensive at your age," Benjamin said to his little sister. "Well, I'll see you later Danny, go run your little ass to the bus stop," he told her. "If your late to the bus I'll have Mrs. Crum babysit you," he threatened, knowing his little sister's least favorite babysitter. Ben usually only used her for threats or when he had no other choice. That woman was just way too old fashion.  

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Yukari had stood up straight, now just finishing brushing her hair. It was still early in the morning, but she loved taking time to look nice. Some thought she would take so much time to look good for her boss. he was a wonderful generous man. She didnt have a crush on him. She laughed slightly, knowing she was probably lying to herself but that wasnt the point. She wrapped her hair into a bun and jumped into her waitress' uniform. She loved working at the bar. Especially with him... The light smacks on her ass from the more rowdy drunk customers she had gotten used to, she just enjoyed seeing his face.

Bastian sighed as he walked to the back of the store, changing out of his uniform and into come casual-clothes, which consisted of some bondage pants , some steel-toed combat boots, and a black band shirt with "Mourn No More" printed on the front in red letters. Packing up and heading out, he locked all the doors behind him, and moved through the mall towards the exit. He had an idea for his band recently, and had to speak with the owner of Red Rum, Ben, if he remember correctly.

"So I'll assume you just do not want to admit to your defeat."  Danielle's smugness faded, as did the upward tug of her lips did when Benjamin mentioned Mrs. Crum.  "That bitch is insane," spat the thirteen-year old, not caring how Ben reacted to her swearing because he set the example for her.  She turned away, shoved her 8th grade algebra into her backpack, before speaking, "Bye Ben, I'll see you after school."  Danielle then walked out to her bus stop, only having to wait a few minutes before the bus arrived and she got on it.

Benjamin smirked and chuckled lightly as he said bye to his little sister, and then went about his morning routine, including strapping a dragoon revolver to his waist. The revolver was his father's favorite, and sometime when you work in a bar you have no idea when you may need to pull a gun out. He also pulled open a drawer on his dresser, revealing a large collection of knives. Ben loved knives, mostly just for collecting, but he was very proficient in several forms of knife fighting. The revolver and knives weren't his only weapons.

Their father had been a collector of many kinds of guns, and Ben had put them away in his closet. He made it very clear to Danny that she couldn't take the guns or knives out, or he would spank her ass until she couldn't sit. He has yet ever needed to spank her. He was thinking of giving her her own gun though, if she wanted it, maybe for her fourteenth birthday he thought. He put a knife away his his belt, one that was made especially for fighting.

After finishing dressing, he went to his car and headed straight to his bar. He parked in the parking lot and went to the front door, unlocking it and flipping the light switches once he was inside. The bar lit up, as did an "Open" sign and a sign that had the words "Red Rum" written on them. He went straight to the radio, and turned on a local station which played some classic rock. He began taking glasses out, waiting for his first costumers, and his waitress to show up.

Yukari had made herself a sandwich and ate it slowly. She wouldnt rush to work today, she was never late, but she had gotten int he habit of being there before Ben was. It made her look... Desperate for his attention. Smiling she dusted the crumbs from her hand and then moved into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Leaving her house fifteen minutes later she arrived at the bar after a twn minute walk. Ben had already been inside, opening the door she gave him a soft smile. "Mornin'" She said softly while moving towards the counter.

Ben looked up from his setting up, "Good morning Yukari, how have things been with you?" he asked her, going back to his job. He wiped down the bar counter, and made it nice and shiny, one could see their reflection in it very well. In addition to his revolver, he had a sawed off shotgun taped to under the counter. As always he checked if it was still there. It was. He had to pull it out once, but that was a very long time ago. He finished setting up the bar and went to wipe off tables.

Smiling she neared the counter and took her apron off of a nearby hook and tieing it around her waist. "Things have been going well." She answered. "A very peaceful morning..." She said softly while pulling her hair into a bun. "How are you... And Danielle? I miss her." She said.

Ben smiled to her, "Danny's fine, I swear she grows more every morning," he said. "She's coming over after school," he told her as he finished wiping the tables. He stood up straight and stretched a minute, "mind starting coffee up?" he asked. "I could use a cup."

Yukari giggled lightly. "I think thats supposed to happen." She told him. "She is going to start going through puberty. That's when you can complain." She laughed while moving behind the counter and turne don the coffee pot. She was craving a cup as well. She was happy to hear that Danielle was coming over. She hadnt seen her in a while, so she couldnt wait to talk to her. "How is her school work?" She asked.

"Well, she's not failing anything, so I can't complain," he said. "And I know, but I'm hoping you'll take her to buy her first tampons, and show her how to use them," he said. "There are some things that even a loving brother will not do," he said, sitting at the bar.