Its been about a week or so since I escaped the hell-hole that used to be Los Angeles California. Now all that is leftof the city is fires from explosions, plumes of smoke, whats left of buildings, and the stupid infestation that started all of this damn mess. Everyone will become one pf the freaking things that plagues on the living once they die unless the head is smashed in, shot, or stabbed before a person turns. If your bitten or scratched, I am sorry but I will kill you if I cant cut off the bite or scratch.
Thank God, if he is real, that I was prepared for this, I have been good with weaponry- guns, bows, cross bows, and all things with blades- for a long time. The one person I am stuck with this mess is Jack the one friend who I have known since I could remember he calls me killer or K for short. I just call him jack though... He isn't as skilled with weaponry as I am but he is a good hunter. and is good with guns, cross bows, and a machete also he was my roommate.
I should probably go back to the beginning.
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Apocalypse
Science FictionIts the Zombie apocalypse and the main characters Killer and Jack are "stuck with each other" in the events. I dont know how the rest will come I will update this when I am finished writing this one... I got the cover picture off of google....
