Chapter 8: Brandon

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A/N: The song that goes with this chapter is "I just wanna run" by The Downtown Fiction.

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Description:
•Age: 22
•Height: 6'3
•Weight: 180 lbs.
•Sex: Male
•Eyes: Green
•Hair: Short, curly, brown.
•Compatibility:
•Clothing choice: Clothes provided by the safe zone
•Tattoos/Piercings: right ear ring
•Time of Service: 2 years. (In a coma before the apocalypse started for 3 years)
•Muscular build: Above Average.
•Job in zone: End Zone Police Officer.
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Brandon's sister, Abigail, made Brandon go into a coma at a party from over drinking at a Color Guard party in high school as a dare. In the apocalypse, Brandon was in the coma for the first two years and after he woke up he was in the safe zone and started out as a police officer in the zone. Brandon was warned about Allysun and was told what she looked like and made sure to watch out for her.

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"Ow shit." I said as I hit my head on something cold and hard, realizing that I hit my head on a medical light that was hanging from the ceiling. "What the-..." I almost finished my sentence when I noticed my surroundings. A small TV, an IV in my arm, the bed I was now sitting up on, and the beeping monitor that displayed my heart rate on the screen. "I'm in the hospital... NURSE!" I started yelling.

I started hearing scurrying around in the white hallway I could make out from my door. A girl with long black hair in a white outfit and hat came in, "Oh, you're awake! It's good to see you not asleep. Do you need anything?" The girl said, giving a weak smile.

"Um... No. Where's my sister? Who are you? What happened?" I asked. I remembered everything just fine, but I couldn't remember where my sister went.

"I'm Mulan," she said, giving a faint smile and curtsying, "I'm sorry Mr. Brandon but your sister killed herself after she dared you to drink yourself into a coma at a party 3 years ago. I'm sorry for your loss." Mulan bowed. "I am your nurse. If you need anything, or have any questions or visitors I will be in here before them to warn you. Oh, speaking of visitors, you have one waiting to talk to you about what has happened."

"Yo, Brandon my main man!" The man said. The man was wearing a professional, classy, black suit and wore black shades. "Do you not remember me?" He said taking his glasses off. This was when I realized that it was Clayton from high school.

"What are you doing here?!" I said shocked at how he remembered me, because he hated my guts.

"You, my man, are gonna be an end zone police officer. Your sister killed herself. The end zone is the outer edge of the safe zone, oh did I tell you it's the zombie apocalypse? Your welcome." Clayton said, and before I could ask any questions, 3 uniforms were thrown at me and 2 hats followed, "Good luck, man." And with that Clayton left.

"What the fuck just happened?" I said getting up and shutting my door. As I got dressed, I realized there was a phone in the pocket of the uniform I put on. "The fuck?" I said checking the phone. "Oh well." I said, tucking away the phone into my pocket.

I got dressed, and found a map that was shoved into my jacket pocket that circled the location that I was standing guard at, and the information about the girl. I checked myself out of the huge hospital and got lost trying to find the exit.

I walked out of the hospital, and all I saw were trees, roads, and big buildings. "Well this should be fun trying to get there." I said to myself out loud.

There were twists, turns, weird looking people, before I got there. When I arrived at my guarding tower, I decided I would stay on the ground. I walked around the area, and realized there were enchantments all around the area I was working. The air smelled like death and pine trees. Well this will be an interesting day.

After standing for about 30 minutes I heard people behind me and saw them coming up on the path. There were two teenage boys, and a girl.

"HEY HEY HEY DON'T DIG!" The girl was yelling, at I realized who was a person that I recognized from earlier today, Clayton. The girl was walking backwards and kept on until she ran into me with a SLAM. The girl fell to her bottom in the grass. Clayton looked at me with a scared look, and the other had his worth dropped to the floor. When she fell, a gun fell out of her holster, a hookah pen, and multiple vapors. "Shit." The girl said quietly.

I knelt down low and studied her face as I helped her pick up her stuff and put it in the bag. "Who are you?" I said, staring hard into her sapphire blue eyes.

She swallowed so hard I could hear it, "Allysun. Please let me go. I need to get through." She said.

"Where do you plan on going with these two gentlemen?" I asked and smiled. She smiled back. At this point I realized that this was the girl I had to look out for.

Allysun reached into her bag and pulled out a red vapor pen, "Sorry it calms me down when I get nervous." She said, taking a big puff. She blew it out in my face and I don't remember anything after that.

So much for a first day of work, right?

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A/N: I am really bored and stumped on what I should make the next couple of chapters like. Anyone wanna message me some advice?

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