It was nigh time when Michael and Miller got out of Atlanta. They approached a highway that was crowed with cars. People were panicking and to those who paid no attention to their supplies, they were being stolen.
"Look at this man we'll never get pass all this."
Miller was quiet for a moment.
"Alright lets go have a look around and see what's happening."
They both got out and made their way through the maze of cars. The highway was now a dangerous place because fights are breaking out. Every now and then they find a dead walker or a live one. And as they were walking a man called out to Miller.
"Hey you military man come here for a minute!"
Miller looked at Michael and Michael looked at him.
"Go." Michael said urging Miller to go.
"Alright your coming with me then."
They approached the man with caution. Michael had his gun ready just in case the man attacks.
"Officer Shane Walsh." The man said holding out his hand.
"Private Jack Miller."
"We'll then Private can you tell us what the hell is going on here with the dead.."
" uh... Shane I'm hungry."
"Not now Carl just.. Just go over there with your mom for now ok bud?"
"Ok." Carl said walking away.
Just after Carl left a man came up and pushed Miller knocking him off balance. The man was slightly obeast. He had short grey hair and he appears to be in his early 40's.
"Hey military man when will you tell us what the fuck is goin on here hmm?" He also smelled like cigarettes.
"Ed will you back the fuck off! You really think he'a gonna tell you after you shoved him?" Shane yelled.
"Well how else do you think we'll get him to talk then huhh?"
Shane sighed. "I'm was trying to have a conversation with him till you came in and fucked everything up!"
Seeing how bad things are getting, Michael slipped back into the crowd undetected and moved behind Ed. Slowly Ed pulled out a knife. It was really sharp and had jagged edges no else noticed it but Michael. He raised the gun up and said
"Drop the knife!" And at that second everyone looked at them. Ed looked around and noticed that everyone nearby heard.
"I said drop the fucking knife!" At this point Michael was shouting.
Ed tried to slash at Miller but Shane grabbed his arm and put him into an arm lock forcing him to drop it.
"Ok Ed I want you to go back to your wife and kid and stay there do I make myself clear? Do I make myself clear?"
Ed got up then gave Shane a glare and walked back to his Jeep.
"I'm so sorry about him." Shane said
"No no it's ok at times like this people tend to go crazy."
"Yea they do. So again, can you please tell me what you know about all of this." Shane begged." it doesn't have to be a whole explanation just... Just a little information that can help us survive. I already lost my best friend and I promised myself that I would protect his wife and kid."
"Destroy their head. That's the only way to kill them. And beyond that I'm as clueless as everyone else."
"Thank you." Shane said and then walked away.
"Miller we should keep moving." Michael suggested.
"Yea lets go."
There was a loud roar as helicopters flew across the sky. Miller and Michael followed them and they saw that the city was getting napalmed. And just a couple feet away, a woman is holding onto Shane crying. People are crying as flames and explosions engulf the city.
"Is this really the end of humanity?" Miller thought to himself as he walks 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.