Stake Land
Call me Martin.
I've seen things
you wouldn't believe.
Things a boy shouldn't see.
But... I'm not a normal
boy anymore.
And it ain't a normal world.
Get used to it.
That's what Mister tells me.
We live by his rules
or we die.
Or worse.
We die and we come back.
But let's begin at the beginning.
I was like any other kid,
I had a family.
I went to school,
I didn't believe in the boogey man.
But then the world
woke up to a nightmare.
...Stay in your homes
and not to travel by night.
Route 22...
Maybe we should wait.
We'll take the back roads,
you'll be safer there.
No. Martin, come back!
Hey!
Martin!
Cooper!
Cooper!
Cooper...
Cooper...
Cooper!
Martin, run!
Mom!
Shh! Shh!
You wanna live boy,
you listen to me.
You scream,
I'll break your neck.
They're dead!
There's nothing to be done
about it but kill that thing.
Can you shoot?
You shoot me
I'll f***in' kill you!
...A 24 hour hotline
for missing persons
attributed to the outbreak
has been set up on
Phone lines in all areas
have been flooded in.
Officials ask for patients as
recovery teams are doing
all they can to maintain order
on the east coast...
...I repeat, do not venture outside
after sundown.
Stay in your homes and
lock the doors and windows...
Get a f***in' hammer!
I only got two hands, boy.
Do it!
Save him...
One day you'll learn
not to dream at all.
Get your sh*t.
Welcome to Stake Land, kid.
Months passed
in a blur of days and nights.
We traveled east and west,
but always north.
Away from death.
We avoided the cities.
Mister said they were the worst,
hit the hardest in the beginning.
As people flocked together
for safety,
the plague marched through
their locked gates
and they became death traps.
When Washington fell, it was over
for America as we knew her.
As government blew away,
And hope was abandoned.
We were on our own now.
Me and Mister.
Traveling through a ruined land.
Pockets of civilization survived.
Towns locked down behind fences
and guns holding the night away.
Cults spread like wildfire
across the southern states.
Waitin' for the messiah,
but he never came.
Death came instead.
And it came with teeth.
Dumb f*** got himself trapped.
Burnt up in the sun.
Berserker.
It's the oldest of the vamps.
Can't stake 'em in the chest.
Got a breast bone like iron.
Gotta get 'em in the
base of the skull.
Vamps...
function from the reptile brain.
It's like pullin' the
plug on a computer.
We were all orphans.
Just lookin' for something
to hold on to.
He's a Mister.
Maybe that's why
he keeps me with him.
What's that?
Garlic oil.
Does that really work?
Don't hurt.
One strike boy.
Make it true.
Where you boys comin' from?
South.
Get outta the car.
Did you get any?
They alright boys, let 'em roll.
Another town,
another lockdown.
People just tryin' to go on.
Hopin' they'd wake up
and it would all be a bad dream.
They could go back to their lives,
families and careers.
And some vitamins,
if you can find them.
Where's his folks?
Dead.
He'd be better of here.
With people.
Other children.
What do I owe you?
I could use all of them.
Good.
Hey.
Got any liquor in this town?
Jake's.
Homemade, mostly.
We got some tap beer.
Little sour,
but it wont kill ya.
Boy needs a haircut.
Sheriff said take whatever you need.
It's on me.
Have you been through Haggerstown?
I had family there.
Vamped out,
everything south of here.
Rea?
He really kills 'em, huh?
You gotta get 'em in the heart.
Pierce the breast plate.
Guns hurt 'em but unless you
sever the spine they keep comin'.
You got any gum?
Yes.
Cool.
Ah, just...
So who are you?
His helper.
Where are you, uhh... where are
you guys headin'?
North.
Uh, Mister says less population,
less bloodsuckers.
Wait, wait, wait...
Not New Eden right?
We had a fella,
he came through here.
He said there's nothing there,
there's no food at all.
He said it's not the Vamps
ya need to worry about...
it's the cannibals.
Thanks.
Sometimes I think I could
stay in a place like this.
Make friends,
live in the daylight.
Just be a kid.
But the truth is
I don't feel safe around people.
They can think what they want
but New Eden was real.
It was the answer to all of this
and we were gonna find it.
Fight our way north,
make the open territories.
Like Mister says.
'Live free or die tryin'.
F*** the cannibals.
What's her name?
I didn't ask.
Why did this happen?
How can God let this happen?
How can this be his love...
Oh... oh, God!
Oh... oh, God!
It's okay, lady.
- No! No!
- Shh. Shh.
It's okay!
- No! No!
- It's alright!
No!
It's okay. It's okay.
it's okay, it's okay.
Mister,
where'd all that
hate come from?
I never asked.
Those men that...
They said they were Christians.
We don't do history.
Doesn't do anybody any good.
Grab them traps, boy.
Give me a finger.
Time to go fishin'.
Get the long pole.
Sister Agitha.
We thought she was dead.
She is.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna kill that thing.
Go with God.
Lock the door.
Newbie.
Shouldn't be too hard.
Too fat, I can't break the spine.
dumb sh*t.
F***in' vamps!
Stop it!
Mister dug a grave.
I think he felt bad
for the sister.
He did pull the fangs out, but...
he waited till she went
to pick the flowers.
How many of those things
have you killed?
Not enough.
And people?
Those two men?
In my book,
rapists got no place to live.
It's not ours to judge.
Then don't.
Next lockdown,
we drop you off.
You go save some souls.
And what about him?
He's just a boy.
Yeah.
A live one.
But we never dropped her off.
Where was she gonna go?
Satan's soldiers
march the night,
but God has not abandoned us.
Those who believe in him
shall never fall.
Jesus and the angels are
coming and judgment is upon us
and the Christian Army of Aryans
are here to fight for you.
And have created a safe refuge
for the holy among us.
Join us brothers and sisters,
Lafayette Valley welcomes
the righteous and the pure.
Together we shall lead
the world back to the light.
And the right,
the America God loves.
In desperate times,
false gods abound.
People put their faith in the loudest
preacher and hope they're right.
But sometimes they're wrong.
Dead wrong.
My name is Jebedia Loven.
And you killed two of my men.
In cold blood.
Staked one in the back.
He was my son.
My own boy.
He was only sixteen.
God rest his soul.
Now you a fine lookin'
young buck.
That's your father?
My father's dead.
Oh, don't you worry.
We'll get you some religion.
Bring you to God
and the right way.
Good stock.
You'll still serve.
As for you, Mister.
Oh, yeah.
We know who you are.
You kill them that come back,
them that serve us,
them that God brought down
to do his work.
Leavin' us to purify
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