Dead until we live

Chapter one

Scarlet Mont-Sebaste:
Age: 13
Hair: curly red mid back
Family: eight year old little brother
Walkers killed: 87
Humans killed: 2
Eye colour: grey
Outfit: running shoes, black swear pants, green tee-shirt, biker gloves and a leather jacket and a back pack
Weapons: throwing knives
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My brother, my throwing knives and my pack, that's all I have, personally I like to think of it as a lot of stuff compared to what my old groups had, they had just a shack and they were to lazy to go out for runs, so I left with my brother.

I looked at the sun, it was setting, how pretty, it was probably one of the most pretty things left in this god forsaken world, but the sun was setting and that's when most walkers come out of their hiding, not that I care, but they love my little brother (imagine Devin with blond surfer dude hair and the same colour of eyes as scarper) I say as in zombies, walkers, bitters and mutants the things in movies that eat human flesh. This all started when I was seven, I was just a kid who loved candy, fairies and horses I was sick at home with my two year old brother sleeping in his room and my mom was down the stairs on the computer my dad was up in the skies he was a pilot that flew a lot and my mom didn't have a job, my mom was pretty, really pretty she had shoulder length straight belong hair and grey eyes like me, I guess you could say it runs in the family, anyway she had long legs and a perfect pouty mouth, on the other hand my dad was not like my mom, he had the most dazzling blue eyes his hair was salt and pepper always cropped short for his work, he never had a beard, he was also the most silly person I knew.

I was sitting in bed looking at the window wondering if anything was happening on my boring suburban block in Georgia and then boom there was smoke, a lot of it, my mom rushed out side to help unknowing what was going to happen. I must admit that I was a very annoyingly curious seven year old so I walked out side and sat on the steps leading to our house watching the chaos happen all around me and that when I saw my first walker bitting my neighbour seconds later she died I was scared I was screaming for my mom, horrified of what I just saw I saw my mom coming to me slowly, she was moaning like that other man so I ran inside and I locked the door crying, my mommy was a monster going threw my head again and again, I ran to see if Devin was alright he was in his bed sleeping I ran to the window I shut the blinds and the curtains in every window, I clicked on the t.v expecting treehouse channel but it was the news saying to lock all doors, I for got to lock the back door just then I heard it open and close and a gurgling sound, I quickly ran upstairs and shut Devins door I whimpered the gurgling sound came closer and closer until I saw a hideous beast who was once my mother, she walked right past me, I ran up to block Devins door the and I screamed
"GO EAT SOMETHING YOUR OWN SIZE MOMMY!" She looked at me she turned towards me and started walking my way, I didn't know how to stop it before mommy bit the side of my hand and fell the the ground dead, I ran into Devins room since he had a t.v in there I continued watching, the news man continued
"Kill them with blows to the head, don't get bit and stay safe, good luck America." And all power went out. All I heard were the monsters out side the calm breath of Devin sleeping and the pain in my hand.x

I shuddered at the memory, Devin was turning eight sometime this year making him more mature and easier to take care of.

" Devin bud."
"Ya."
"It's time to climb a tree."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Why?"
"Because you are going to get eaten if you don't."
"Will I die if I get eaten?"
"Yup"
"Fineeeeeeee lets go up a tree."
He glared at me I just poked him in the belly and he laughed, he hasn't laughed in a while it was a nice sound to hear.

I scooped up Devin hoisted him on my back and started climbing up the tree we finally had a sturdy branch that could hold the both of us fifteen feet up in the air hopefully walkers didn't grow to be tall because that would just suck sooooo bad I would cry. And I never cry, ever.
We finally got tied up on the branch a asked Devin to put the safety on his gun so it wouldn't shoot, he argued my I said a walker would eat him so he agreed I put my throwing knives in my bag with Devins gun its kind of a safety hazard, I don't want Devin to shoot himself when he is asleep and I don't want to stab myself in my sleep. I pulled out a can of peaches and pudding,
"Which one Dev?"
"I don't know."
"Do you want the pudding?"
"I had that last night."
"So do you want the peaches?"
"Ya!"
"Okay."
I grabbed one of my knives and shoved a hole in the peaches, the was juice I let the juice spill out on to the bottom of the tree and I opened the rest grabbed a fork and handed it out to Devin.
"Thanks Scar."
"No problem Dev."
We ate in silence, it was a nice silence, I heard groaning in the distance, it wouldn't be silent for long.
I heard Devin sigh
"What's wrong?" I whispered
"What was mommy like?" He asked
Oh shit I was not ready for this at all
" Well mommy used to hit us."
"Why?"
"Because we wouldn't listen."
"Oh."
"Do you want to see a picture of mommy."
"You have a picture of mom?"
Really long awkward silence
"No I don't, maybe when I'm older, I'm not ready yet."
"Okay Dev go to sleep now."
"Night night Scar."
"Night night Dev."

Devin was asleep when I woke up the moaning, groan and gurgling of the walkers died down, so I decided to wake Devin up.
"Devin, buddy wake up, please wake up it's time to eat."
The second I said eat he opened his eyes and grinned
"Food." He said
"Yup"
" Beans or soup?" I asked
" Beans."
I gave him the beans, I don't know how he likes them but he does so that spares my taste buds.
We ate, I finished before Dev did, but once he finished we climbed down the tree only having to fend off two walkers before I got my knives from my pack and Devins gun in his holster, and we walked for about six hours before we heard a scream,
"HELP SOME ONE HELP PLEASE"
Devin and I ran as fast as we could before we saw a priest and a whole group, Devin and I slowly backed away until he cracked a branch causing every one to snap their attention to us, I gulped, Devin hid behind me,
"Hi" I squeaked
"Who are you?" Said a man with a big brown beard and curly hair
"I'm Scarlet Mont-Sebaste"
"And the kid behind you?"
"My little brother, Devin Mont-Sebaste"
"How old are you?" He asked
Why is he asking so many questions, I got ready in case they decided to attack me, I shifted my hands up my sleeves abut feeling the cold metal of my blade against my fingers.
"I'm thirteen and my brother is eight." I said more confidently
"How many walkers have you killed?
"87" I said with defiance in my voice
"And the kid." He pointed a bloody finger at Devin, Devin whimpered behind me.
"He's only eight he has only killed 4."
"Is that so? Huh kids get tougher by the day I tell you right Daryl."
A guy with long brown hair and a cross bow nodded.
"Well that leave me to one more question, how many people have you killed?" He asked
"T-two" I said
"And the kid?"
"One"
Why was my confidence shaking so suddenly?

I felt eyes on me I looked up and saw the most blue eyes I've ever seen in my whole life.