Fly Away

The start-Chapter 1

Amaras POV

We were surrounded, no way out. I held my young brother to my chest while telling him everything will be alright. I knew it wouldn't but I just wanted him to calm down, he was attracting more of them.

"C'mon Jax, it's going to be okay, I promise" I say in the most calming way I can.

He just kept wailing and screaming and crying. I knew how scared he was, we were about to die! I covered him with my wings, one of the biggest things that reminds me of my dad. He was a crazy scientist that would test on his own children, he tested on mom once though but she was too old to survive it, I've been taking care of both of then since I was 7 but now I'm 15 and I took my brother and ran away from that creep of a father! The only reason I got enough strength to finally run away is because he started testing on dead people.

They were closing in faster now, and no way to get out. I could fly up but dad never actually taught me how to fly and I never had the time or space to actually learn. Every time I tried I just attracted more of them.

I should explain what 'They' are. They're dead. I mean they're the dead people dad tested on and these are the failed projects he sent into the world. They've spread like a wildfire, spreading from saliva. Me and my brother call them 'Zombies'. Original, I know but we couldn't come up with any other name.

And these zombies were closing in quick! We had no help and the only thing to get us out of here was flying but like I said I don't know how and I would just attract more.

Just then a.. person appeared and took out some of the closer ones. I didn't know other people existed still! He look at me and said

"You guys alright?"

"Yeah, thanks to you, we aren't a buffet"

He chuckled at my joke, then looked at my brother

"Hey kid, we gotta get going unless you want the walking dead to get us" he said as my brother finally realized we weren't the only living people here.

"Who are you?" He said. I totally forgot about introducing was a thing.

"Names Xavier, 16, and I come from Californa, west side"

I look at him fiannly taking in his appearance. He had dark wavy hair and dark blue eyes, carmal like skin and dimples when he smiled. He had big muscles on his arms and torso. He wore a black long sleeve that was a little to small for him, and light tan cargo pants with black combat boots. His weapon choice was a shotgun, a short knife and and a baton. I looked like filth compared to him. When I snap out of my trance I see the Zombies getting closer

"We should probably go unless we want to become Zombies aswell" I say, picking up my brother easily, revealing my wings.

"Woah" he said, pulling out the short knife, I could hear the caution in his tone.

"I am not going to harm you unless you give me a reason too." I say walking away from what could possibly kill us.

"Hey Azula? Can we go home now?" I hear my little brother say

"Of course Jax" I say in a mother's tone. I have mastered it with years of practice.

I look at Xavier and with a bit of a hesitate, I say

"You coming?"