Survivor { R5 fanfiction}

Chapter 5

ROSS

I've been attacked for a week now. My shoulder still hurt a little, but it's better. Since the incident, we never leave each other alone. Then, it's the routine. We wake up, we patrol, we kill as many Infecteds as possible, we search for useful things in the apartment blocks. By the way, it's getting more and more dangerous. We've already searched in the ones near to the limits of the city, we have to get closer from the centre now, where the Infecteds are numerous. Another reason to always stay together. Thankfully, the virus didn't only affect people, it killed as well. They would have been way more numerous otherwise. I know, it's mean and selfish to think this. It was certainly hard to see member of your family die this way, furthermore I heard it was very painful. Dizziness, stomach ache... Not joyful stuffs.
But at least, they are not here to see the disaster. It's them, the lucky ones.

"Hey guys, what about doing a tiny break?" Rocky proposes."I'm baking!

Summer just began so inevitably, it's really hot outside, with the california sun. At this time of the year, we usually go to the beach to surf and play volley ball with friends. I longly sigh thinking about these distant memories.

" Yeah, good idea. " Riker approves, sitting behind a car to be already hidden if an Infected would come. Rocky and I sit by his side. I wipe the sweat off my forehead.

" I'm officially dead!" Rocky says. "Busy day, isn't it?"

" Completly!" Riker gazes at his watch. His eyes wide open, and he looks back at us.

" Hey guys! It's night in half a hour already !"

" We should go now then. We are pretty far from the bunker. " Rocky frowns. Always as worried as usual.

We stand up and start to walk toward our " house". It's actually depressing, these deserted streets. It used to be so lively here. All these old dented cars, the detritus. And all the crosses we engrave on each  door of each aparment blocks we already looked in. It's depressing really. It reminds me we are survivors here, and that makes me feel so alone. This city is too big for only the three of us.

Once again, we haven't killed enough Infecteds today in my opinion. It's pretty cool, that means they are less numerous, but still... It's really too bad, we could have killed a few more. At least one. It would've been fun.

Wait, am I really think it is a game?

Damn.

Riker is checking his watch all the time. I winder who's the more anxious, him or Rocky. I roll my eyes. It will be the night in about 15 minutes, but the bunker is close, only five minutes, it will be fine. I don't know why they worry that much, seriously.

But then, I saw it.

"Guys! Bend down!" I whisper, as we squat behind another car.

" What?" They ask with worried face.

"There's one, over there. "

I point at a weak Infected not very far from us, which is walking on the opposite sidewalk. And, weird thing, he opens the door of one of the old apartment block. I have never seen an Infected doing this, even less a weak one. They are too slow to do this. I can see a cross we probably engraved on the door.

" Well, he's gone we can continue." Riker whispers breaking the silence.

"We should come in. We already checked this block, it's empty, we don't fear anything!" I point out. Don't ask why, I'm excited right now and I need to kill something.

"Yeah Ross is right! He's alone it'll be okay!" Woaw. For once, Rocky agrees with me. It's a moment to remember. We only need to convince Riker now, but he doesn't look as excited as us.