Survivors

Chapter 3 - Maybel

"Maybel, your posture needs fixing up. You're going to fall off your feet if you try anything other than basic." I really needed help with my fighting skills, I couldn't defend myself or anyone else without death or serious injury being involved.

I let Noelle correct my posture for the basic attack movements she was teaching me, after many tries of me changing stance, posture and angles she was satisfied. Then I had to move onto the harder stuff, great. More stuff I'm trash at. Noelle was very patient and supportive while I was learning, after a few minutes I was getting pretty good at it.

But then, a roamer launched itself at her. I didn't know what to do, she was pinned to the ground and couldn't move a muscle and if she was so skilled at fighting and couldn't do anything then what was I supposed to do?

But then it turned its head to face me, it didn't look at all human. There was no skin, only flesh but it was black and the eyes were the only facial feature, they were whiter than the purest white you've ever seen. I screamed, it was so horrifying and I couldn't fight it off. Luckily Ashton came running in and shot the roamer dead, for now. I ran over and pulled it off Noelle, she looked unharmed but there was something in her eyes that wasn't right. The roamer's white eyes had done something to her, she wasn't aware of anything around her.

I'd heard of these types of roaming dead, they had one white and one black feature. They would shock the person by making contact with their white feature on the same feature on the living, she'd made eye contact with it. If my memory was right, then Noelle should recover with time but there would always be a memory of it. I hated that she had to have that happen to her, she wasn't the person to deserve it. 

I was lost in thought but footsteps brought me back to the present. Two other boys came rushing down to see what my screams were about, I guess one of them took it wrong as Ashton had removed the roamer. The boy had seen me kneeling over Noelle's still, shocked body and tehy thought I had hurt her."HOW DARE YOU!" He screamed the words at me, he threw me into the table of melee weapons and there was a very loud clattering sound. My head had hit something, oh god.

I put one hand behind my head to feel what hurt but stopped the second I realised. One of the knives was in the sharpening holder, which was right behind me. That knife had penetrated my skull.

My vision blurred and I couldn't hear well but I could just about make out what was going on around me.

"ISIAH SKYES!" Ashton had returned as I'm pretty sure it was him who was shouting at the boy, so he's now named Isiah. "What did you do to Maybel! I leave for ONE MINUTE to get a roamer out before it rises and you've thrown her at the weapon reprep table!" I wished I could see, but my vision was now not only blurry but also darkened.

Then I heard footsteps approaching where I was, I tried to raise an arm to cover my head but it was held down. "Isiah. Did you know this is where the sharpener is. And did you know about the knife that's currently in the back of her head." I didn't like the tone of Ashton's voice, it was serious but also sounded poisonous. Like a snake minus the hissing.

The last thing I heard was him calling for Sybil before it all went out like a light switch.

I know it's a short chapter, but I couldn't think of anything else for her chapter. Plus I wanted as close to a cliffhanger as possible