State of Decay Stories - A Brother's Promise (Part 1)

A Brother's Promise - Part 1

As Ed prepared for his journey to the lake, Lily’s brother, Jacob, milled about the grounds of the church in Spencer’s Mill. “Of all the places in the world,” Jacob thought, “This is the last place I expected to wind up.”

Jacob did not have fond memories of Trumbull Valley. In fact, he hadn’t even been back in his home town more than few days before the undead plague hit. When he was barely a teenager, Jacob and Lily’s mother died, putting a terrible strain on their family. Jacob was expected to help his father, Thomas, make ends meet in the household while also looking after Lily, his younger sister. Lily having been diagnosed with the disease Lupus made Jacob’s help around the house all but necessary. But to 13-year-old Jacob, he wanted no part of the adult responsibilities that had suddenly been heaped on him. As soon as he was able, Jacob left home to attend Danforth College. The decision to leave home caused a terrible fight between Jacob and his father, one that the two never reconciled. Now, they would never have that chance.

Jacob often felt like the odd man out at the church. The others all seemed to have jobs, to have duties that required their attention – Jacob didn’t. He’d offer his help wherever he could, though. He was blessed with natural strength and though he never focused it on sports or other athletic endeavors, he was still quite strong and was regularly asked to help move supplies or lend a hand reinforcing the church’s facilities.

Right now, though, Jacob had no tasks at hand. With nowhere to be and nothing to do, Jacob aimlessly wandered, letting his mind do the same. He eventually found himself atop the watchtower  platform with another survivor, Sam, who was on lookout duty. As Jacob surveyed the landscape and town in front of him, a thought came to him so suddenly it almost took him by surprise.

Where had he been when he last felt like this? Looking out over the town, he had a strange sense of deja-vu, but could not place the feeling. He went to the railing of the watchtower, listening to the wood creak as he leaned against it. He couldn’t for the life of him remember why this felt familiar until…

Sally! Sally Savini and her tree house! The childhood memories of himself and his best friend Sally playing in her family’s tree house came flooding back into his conscious mind. “God,” Jacob thought, “I haven’t thought of Sally since I was a kid. We used to have such a blast in that tree house.”

All at once, an idea began to form in Jacob’s head. With the memories of his youth and Sally’s tree house coming back to him, he also remembered how much he had wanted to live with Sally’s family when he was a kid. In that tree house, he didn’t have to think about his worries. He was away from Lily and his father. Away from the house that seemed like a tomb ever since his mother died. In that tree house, he was immune to all the problems down on the ground. Now those ideas seemed silly to him – to think he could hide from his responsibilities in a tree house barely eight feet off the ground.

He caught Sam regarding him out of the corner of his eye. “She must think I’m losing it, grinning to myself like a loon,” Jacob thought. But the memory of Sally’s tree house would not leave his mind. Jacob tried to remember where Sally lived. Was it somewhere in Spencer’s Mill? No, not in Spencer’s Mill, he thought, it was down in Marshall – the larger, more urban community a few miles south of Spencer’s Mill. Her house, he now remembered clearly, sat just across the river that divided the town. The tree house was on the corner of their property and looked out over the eastern side of town. The eastern side of town also sat downhill from Sally’s tree house, which made the view of Marshall even better.

Just then, the idea he saw clearly the idea which had been forming this whole time – why not move into Sally’s old house? With all that has been going on, he was sure Sally’s family would be long gone. Heck, he had been gone from the area for so long, she and her family could have left before this insanity started and he wouldn’t have even known.

The house, from what he could remember, was more than big enough to accommodate the relatively small group of survivors. Plus, the tree house would make a great watchtower. With the wheels of his mind in motion, Jacob set off to find Marcus. He would tell Marcus that he felt the group was outgrowing the church, as well as Spencer’s Mill, and that they ought to look into moving to Marshall. With any luck, Jacob would be able to convince Marcus that Sally’s old house would suit their needs better than the church. Jacob quickly climbed down from the watchtower and went to find Marcus.

As Jacob climbed down from the watchtower, Marcus was exiting the church. After replaying the events at the gun store over in his mind a few times, Marcus was resigned to the feeling that sleep would not come. He decided to get back out in the sunshine, maybe work in the garden a bit, and hopefully his frayed nerves would be calm enough to let him get some rest.

But before he could decide on a task, Jacob caught his attention and started talking about looking for a new home site. As he rambled on, it became clear to Marcus that none of the reasons Jacob gave were the true reason he wanted to go scouting for a new home site. But Marcus played along and decided that going with Jacob on a run down to Marshall would not be a bad idea. He knew Jacob knew nothing about the kind of resources left in Spencer’s Mill, even though they were dwindling. Marcus and the other runners had to go further and further from the church for what seemed like less and less. Plus, as Marcus knew all too well, the only gun store in town was picked clean.

Jacob could hardly contain his excitement when Marcus agreed to go Marshall. Not just because he was eager to finally leave the church grounds, but because for the first time in a long time, he felt useful. He bounded up the steps to the church to tell Lily where he and Marcus were heading.

“You think that’s a good idea?” said Lily.

“What could go wrong,” asked Jacob. “We’re just driving down to Marshall, we won’t even get out of the car. Plus, Marcus will be there. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“It’s just that you’ve never been out there…and I don’t want you to leave again,” said Lily.

“Lil…c’mon, I’m an adult, I can take of myself. And I won’t be leaving for long. I’ll come back – I promise,” said Jacob, smiling and putting his hands on his sister’s shoulders. As he finished speaking, he lightly kissed Lily on the top of her head, smiled, and turned to leave. Lily was about to call after him, but before she could, Jacob was gone.

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The trip to Marshall was uneventful. Marcus decided to take a four-door pickup truck for the journey, telling Jacob that these big trucks were the best at wiping out large groups of zombies. They were sturdy and relatively quick for their size. Marcus took the wheel and the two made small talk about their lives, their families and what they’d be doing right now if the dead hadn’t decided to stop being dead.

The roads leading into Marshall were congested – clogged with the remnants of vehicles and people trying to evacuate the small town. A small river surrounded Marshall, leaving bridges as the only entrance and exit into the town. Once of the Marshall side of the river, Marcus and Jacob were surprised by how relatively untouched the town looked. They knew that there must be survivors somewhere in the town but judging from the looks of most buildings and houses, there weren’t many.

As the two drove through town, they noted a large supermarket which could contain enough food to feed their group for months as well as a small restaurant with low wall that could be a new home site. Heading to the west side of town, Jacob made sure to point out the Savini Residence. Marcus noticed that house had plenty of free space inside of high walls, as well as a built in watchtower. Judging from his enthusiasm, this was probably what Jacob wanted to show Marcus. Despite his excitement, Marcus continued to search the town. Before heading back to the main road, which would take them back to Spencer’s Mill, Marcus also noticed a large truck depot on the far west side of town. The entire depot was surrounded by fences and, if the group could secure the interior, would provide them with more than enough space for everyone to finally stretch out and have some privacy. It would be a big job, though, and Marcus wasn’t sure they had the manpower or resources just yet to make a move to the depot.

As Marcus turned the truck back toward Spencer’s Mill, Jacob again, trying to sound casual, mentioned the treehouse watchtower and how useful it could be. With a smile, Marcus said he would think about it and when they got back, they would discuss the idea of moving with the rest of the group. As he drove, Marcus caught himself yawning. Hopefully when they got back, Marcus thought, he could finally get some sleep.

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 What a surprise - this went way longer than I planned. I didn't originally intend this to be two parts but when I was preparing this week's post, I overlooked this portion of the story and needed to fill in the gaps, so to speak, so this post was turned into a two-parter.

Part of this story is actually comprised of an in-game story mission, where Jacob and Marcus go down to Marshall.  I don't usually like to include the in-game missions as part of these stories, but it was almost necessary as a way to introduce Jacob. Not much in the way of action in this installment, either, which is weird for me. What is this, season two of The Walking Dead AMIRITE?  Don't worry though, part two of "A Brother's Promise" won't be light on bloodshed.