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The once known city, a place one would call home, was in shambles. Buildings broken down and people nowhere to be found. The silent of night that once brought security now brought harm. The mindless people wandering around no feeling of one's self. This was the world now such a shame.
Y/n was only thirteen when her life was taken from her. She lived in a great neighborhood with great people. Then one day the news reported someone becoming extremely ill from eating deer. The disease called 'zombie deer disease' or in other terms chronic wasting disease. This disease caused the person to be more aggressive, and the parasite inside them ate away their flesh exposing their rib cages. The parasite also caused something wrong inside their brain. Though what it is nobody knew.
The virus started in Y/n's small town as it quickly began to spread rapidly. The government didn't want this disease to spread, so they killed almost everyone in the town. Planes flew above Y/n as bombs dropped down towards them. The one place she knew as home was ripped away from her. Though what the government didn't expect was the disease to spread outside the town. Y/n luckily survived the disease and the bombing; living her life out in the woods trying to survive.
She was soon grateful for her parents sending her to girls scouts even though she barely remembers half of the things they learned. Y/n hated her government for not even saving the people who were not ill. Instead they would rather not risk it and bombed the whole town. What made her even more furious is that they held this knowledge from the public deleting any trace of the town.
Y/n sat on the other side of the store away from the others. She had found a mirror on the ground next to a pair of shorts. She propped the mirror up to where she could get a better look of her head. She gritted her teeth seeing just how bad the wound really was. She pushed her (h/c) locs out of the way. She poured the alcohol on top of the cloth bringing it up to her wound.
"Fuck!" She grunted out from the sting.
The feeling quickly went away as she cleaned it more. She grabbed the new bandages cutting it with her teeth once it hit the length she wanted. Her hands steadily wrapped the bandages around the wound trying to conceal it. Once she was finished, she placed everything inside of her backpack.
She walked back over to the group as they finished up gathering supplies. They were all talking while Y/n was looking around at their surroundings. She heard a noise of something getting knocked over. The sound sounded like it was on the other side of the store. The group must not have heard it since they were still talking.
"Hey, Y/n what's up with you!" Denki called out.
"Hush," Y/n replied back in a monotone voice. She raised her pointer finger to her mouth to emphasize her point. The others raised an eyebrow on the sudden weird behavior.
The sound came back once again, and now everyone was aware of what was wrong. They all got quiet slowly pulling out their weapons. Y/n slowly put her hand up to signal them to not do anything just yet. They all seemed to oblige by her action slowly lowering down their weapons but not putting them away.
The figure of a person soon came into view. They had sluggish movement slightly limping. Their skin looked to be peeling and they were foaming from the mouth. The figure came more into view and the group realized it was a zombie.
"Shit," Y/n mumbled under her breath.
Bakugo shot the zombie in its head not wasting anytime. The noise of the gun was loud, and they soon heard more shuffling from different places. Zombies started to appear around them from the loud noise of the gun.
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Apocalypse | | E. Kirishima
Fanfiction"Where you coming from?" The boy with red hair asked me. "Outside these woods... where ya heading?" I asked. He smiled at me, and his teeth were strangely sharp. "No were in particular... you should join us." It's up to Y/n and her friends to sav...
