The Cure

My name is Untoten and my life hasn't always been great or close to it. You see my story takes place at my birth where my mother's last breath were giving me birth. Not to long after giving me life see my mother got turned into what people today call zombies. While she was trying to eat me a bunch of zombie hunters passing by saw my own mom trying to eat me. So being hunters that they are,they shot her saving me from being eaten alive. So ever since that day,I was raised by hunters. I was raised having a knife in one hand and a gun in the other,and I can honestly say I've never known a world without these zombies trying to screw up my life. Then one day I was at home (or at least at the time), watching the area when I heard a noise and I knew that sound very well, it was the sound of someone's flesh being ripped off no sooner had I heard that noise there was a scream. So I got up and ran to the room where I had heard the noise. When I got there I saw one of the hunters on the floor bleeding out from his neck. The last word that I heard from him was "RUN"! Then fell on to the floor and died right there in front of me. I was wrong when I said that he was dead because the next time I looked up I saw him coming at me with a knife in one hand and a grenade in the other and trust me when I say I didn't have to stick around to know what he was about to do. "SUISIDE ZOMBIE"! I jumped out of the window out onto the garage ceiling startling all the zombies and making all them run right at me. Man today is just not my day. Running for my life trying to find somewhere to hide not that it would be easy with zombies joining the crowd over who is going to eat me first. So running down an ally I saw a fence with barbed wire on the tip top. Then when I got a better look at the place I recognized it. It was a construction site. So trying to get away from the zombies I climbed the fence with pain sparking in every part of my body I finally made it over. You see the one good thing about this is that zombies can't climb apparently they don't have the higher brain function to learn how. So while I was running inside the construction site I thought that I was finally safe but boy was I wrong when I ran in and I was greeted by the back of a gun to the face. When I woke up I found myslef tied to a chair with my hands tied around the back of the chair. When I finally had enough strength to look up I was greeted by an AK47 to my face ready to fire any moment. "Who are you and why the hell are you here" said a tall man with a deep voice.

"Leave him alone he probably is just here to get away from those monsters on the other side of the fence" said a little girl about the age of 12.

"Shut up Harmony this doesn't concern you and if that were right then how was he able to get across the fence without any pain" said the tall one.

"Look I just wanted to get away from those stupid zombies and yes I am in pain you just can't see it because I have learned to deal with it! So why don't you undo these ropes and get that gun out of my fucking face and do it real quickly before you see a side of me you really don't want to see"!

The next thing I knew the back of the guys hand was going across my face. As I began to look back at him I saw the man getting ready to pull the trigger. Then as he started to pull the trigger the little girl pushed the gun away pointing it toward the wall. I closed my eyes preparing for the worse but when I opened them I saw a hole in the middle of the wall. Then the gun was on the ground and the tall man's hand went across the little girls face. As if seeing everything that was going on a man out of the corner of the room yelled "Hey why the hell are you slapping her all she wanted to do was save this boy To think that you use to be so happy and nice and now that this zombie apocalypse has happened you have been a total dick to everyone including your own daughter, you can't be killing survivors because when ever you do that not only are you killing your kind but your making it that much harder to find and kill the Avalen Group the more survivors we find and help the easier to stop them it will be! I didn't kill you when we brought you in did I!" said the man from the corner of the room.