The stench of rotting flesh was filling the air. Dead bodies of soldiers and civilians littered the streets. Scavengers like vultures and crows are already eating the decaying bodies. Miller was getting sick from the smell. He is in a alley thinking about what he should do next.
"First I need to find a vehicle to get out of the city. If I remember correctly there's an abandoned HUMVEE near the C.D.C so I can go back and get that. Then some food, water, and medicine. Lastly it wouldn't hurt to gather more ammo." He thinks for a little while more.
"Maybe more clothes as well."
Feeling confident about his plan miller took off down the alleyway. He made a left, then a right and on the other side was a swarm of walkers.
"Shit."
Quickly Miller turned back hoping that they did not see hear him, but it was too late the swarm was already filling the alley. Right when when he reached the beginning of it a crashed into a man.
"Damn man watch.."
Miller got up and dragged the man up as well.
"I'll apologize later but now we gotta go."
The man looked down the alley and fear washed over his body. They both turned and ran down the street, and once every now and then they fire off one or two rounds at the walkers closest to them. They ran back to the C.D.C and got in the HUMVEE and ran over the swarm.
"What the hell was that!" The man yelled
" Walkers... There was a swarm of them on the other side of the alley I didn't know they were there until I got there. But when I saw them it was too late, they already saw me. Anyways you got a name?"
"I ain't tellin you shit." The man said.
But he kept trying to get something out of the man.
"So ya got any relatives in Atlanta, maybe someone's in the retirement home maybe?"
Still the man do not say anything.
After a while of driving Miller stopped the vehicle.
"Ok looks like their gone. You can get out now."
"Wait what come on man don't this I won't survive long out there.
"I have no intension on working with people who don't wanna cooperate so... get out."
At that point walkers inside the nearby stores and alley was starting to hear the motor running and slowly they drifted into the area. Miller looked at the man who was looking out the window with fear in his eyes.
"Come on man drive they're closing in on us!"
Miller ignored him.
"Jesus fine my name is Michael Perez! Is there anything else you want to know?"
Miller smiled and drove away.
YOU ARE READING
Last Man Standing
Short Story(This is a Fan-Fiction of the Walking Dead.) This story is about a military soldier named Jack Miller. After the fall of Atlanta, he sets off on his own journey for survival. He slowly forms his own group of survivors.
