The zombie's decayed teeth click a few times as it flings it's head back and forth, the bite mark on their neck clearly visible. "Don't make any sudden movements." Anjelo whispers to Ayden, "I'm going to lead it away from you, and when I do, you are going to hide in the small cubby hole next to the cash register. Y/N will help me if I need it." The blonde gives off a barely noticeable nod as Anjelo starts to walk to the right. "Wanna play catch?" he questions the zombie whose ears perk at the new noise. "Yeah, if you catch me, I'll become a really tasty meal. Come on, baby. Come to me." Without a warning, the zombie rushes towards Anjelo, who barely has any time to react, before he's running towards the back of the room. Y/N gently shoves Ayden where Anjelo told her to go and holds up a finger to her lips. "We'll come get you once it's gone. Stay quiet." she adds before running off to find Anjelo. "Come here, come! I know you can smell me!" the brunette man yells.
Y/N's eyes search for the man and follow the sound of his voice, only to find him caged in a corner. "Come here! I'll make a better meal than pipsqueak over there!" Y/N yells as she hits the knife's handle on the wall roughly. "Rude!" Anjelo yells, causing the zombie to snap its neck back over to him. "Old lady! Bring that ass over here! Come on!" she yells again, and the zombie turns its attention back to her, its body falling over its own feet as it races towards the female. She quickly steps out of its path to avoid being pummeled by the undead. Its decrepit hand surges forward as it bends at an unnatural angle to get back to its feet. "Was this lady a contortionist or some shit in a past life?!" Y/N rants as she runs over to Anjelo and grabs him by the hand, moving him out of the corner. "Come on!" The duo run towards the broken stairs and stop in their tracks once they hear a scream. "Ayden!" they say at the same time before laying eyes upon the poor girl who is limping around as fast as she can to get away from the zombie that was chasing them earlier.
Y/N pulls Ayden behind her as Anjelo body slams the zombie to the floor, then stomps on their head, finally putting an end to their chase. The trio stand there breathless as they stare at the dead corpse. Soon, a foul smell of old blood fill their noses and they make their decent back down the stairs. "Thanks for coming back to help me." Ayden mutters quietly. Y/N and Anjelo hum at the girl while they pivot their heads to make sure that no other zombies would be coming after them. "You're welcome. Let's get changed and stick to the first floor. If you have to go anywhere else, stay vigilant, or we all go together." Anjelo nods along with Ayden at the woman's words. "Agreed. I don't wanna go through that shit again." Ayden turns to look at the male with the clothes she grabbed in her hands, "Where's the bathroom at?" With a wave of his hand, Anjelo leads them to the bathroom and stands outside of the door. "You okay to do it on your own?"
Ayden offers Y/N a curt nod before pushing the door open and walking through it. He looks over at the other female before turning his gaze towards the floor. "Thanks.." he whispers, "I don't know what I would've done if it had got me.." A sigh slips past cracked lips as the owner speaks. "It's the least I could do. You did save our skin after all, even if I don't agree with how you did it. So, thank you as well." she finishes and holds her hand out to the man. "Acquaintances?" "Acquaintances." Anjelo nods, slapping his hand against hers and jostle it a few times. Ayden emerges from the bathroom and lets her blue eyes shift between the people in front of her, "I can't tell you how much better I feel. Again, thanks for coming to my aid. Means a lot." Y/N ruffles the blondes hair with a grin, then waves her off. "I am your "casanova" after all." Y/N remarks with a laugh, laughing harder at Ayden's failed attempt to push her over. Anjelo tilts his head at the word choice, "Casanova?"
"Mhm, I had to save this damsel in distress over here." the knife-weilding woman responds with a flick of her wrist in the other girls direction. "You didn't have to." Y/N snorts. "Right. Because you'd rather live in a house full of cannibals than escape with your life? Even worse-" she holds her hands up for dramatic effect, "Male cannibals?" Anjelo quirks a brow in the air while crossing his arms. "You got something against men?" "Nah. I love them as much as the next person, but this is 2035 and men can still be as disgusting as they were almost twelve years ago." Anjelo's hand rubs the back of his neck as he shrugs, "You got a point." Hands rid the back of its attachment while fingers undo the zippers on the bag. "I don't have much, but I do have some soda, lemonade, water and a few cans of beans, meat, corn, or a few jerky sticks with a couple candy bars for dessert. Whatcha want?" The others' eyes widen with glee at the mention of food.
"Lemonade and a jerky stick, please!" Anjelo begs, flopping down in front of Y/N like a puppy waiting for its food. She hands the items to him, then places her hand on top of his before he can shove the food into his mouth, "Eat slowly. We can't afford to have anyone get sick now." She removes her hand shortly after, "Ayden?" "Water and corn, please." Y/N opens the can and hands it to her along with water. They all eat merrily and soon get settled against the hard floor. "Goodnight guys."
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Don't Forget The Dead (A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction)
Fanfiction☆VERY SLOW UPDATES☆ "I see humans, but no humanity." It's a cold and bitter world when it's every man for themselves. Zombies have taken over and places that were once full of life are empty with nothing inside. Find out who survives in Don't Forget...
