Picking up the Broken Pieces

Chapter 1: The Mirror

Intro

April 8, 2010,

 I am 10 years old and it happened. The first real "World wide" problem. It just so happens that the incident happened in my birth country  North America_of course. Everything always happens in the North America. But the only reason I am mad at America is because of the "Incident". If you are already trying to guess what this "Incident" is, it's about people turning on each other, well I can't even call them people they were no longer people they were things. They had no minds it seemed. They didn't talk they would only bite and kill. They were zombies, They fit the "zombies" description. I lost too many people to this stupid thing, I'm all alone now. I don't know how much longer I can take it, being alone. Walking along the roads of my once hometown, thinking how I could have changed everything. How I could have known it was coming. How I could have saved them.  The one I miss the most is my aunt, Jane. We were at our house in the woods playing hide and find. We would always play games, when her boyfriend wasn't there. She was the one hiding this time and I couldn't find her anywhere. Until I slipped down the hill to the stream. I twisted and turned down the hill until I went face first onto something wired and wet. I opened my eyes and jumped back onto the ground. I felt my shirt soaked in what I thought was water but was not. It was the darkest of reds, it was blood. I slowly lifted my head and saw her I saw aunt Jane, she was laying there with cuts and bites all over her. I knew she was no longer living. Her short beautiful hazel hair flowing in the current of the water. Her face was so pale in the sun's light. As the light touched her face the eyes drifted off into an eternal sleep.I was so scared so confused, I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say. I cried by her corpse as I kneel down into the water and hugged her head never wanting to let go."This is it, Im alone now?"   

Dove Peace

Chapter 1: The mirror

 April 19, 2014 I'm in school bored as ever. As my hand slipps off my face, my head almost hits the desk until I suddenly wake up from my boredom sleep. I look out the window and see the soldiers making the Concrete wall around the school bigger. Why would they be doing that? It's been 4 years since the incident started and ended. I have a feeling something was happening.

Dove Peace

 An announcement came on the intercom, "Will the following people report to the court yard,Raven Deivan Ash Thompson and Dove Peace, please report to the court yard."I stood up and got a C.Y. pass from the teacher, and started walking down to the court yard. The soldiers from the incident camps were there. They lined us up and started to talk about the incident. They said it was going to happen again, they were sure of it. One of them said that It started by a very contagious virus that scientists thought was the cure for cancer. But sadly it was not. These scientists were so sure that this was the cure the officials gave it to all most a half of the nation's hospitals to give to the patients. The virus first starts by healing all of the person's physical problems, as in scars, bruises, cuts, but then it happens. It takes over your body. Your senses then go all wired and unnatural. You start to see and hear things that are not there. After that you start to lose your sense of touch, you can not even feel your gentle skin.Then finally you don't remember anything, your family, friends, memories. I takes you. "You three are the surviving children of our three lost leaders." he says in an unemotional voice."What do you guys want anyway?!" Raven said in a snotty voice.I looked over at her from behind in a heated manner and looked back at the soldier. As the man was talking I saw something behind him beyond the wall.

"On no...", I whispered.

 The soldier grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to the vizier on his helmet.