The Last Survivors

Goodbye...

A/N: 5 more... 5 more chapters guys. I am almost sad to end it. Just wait though. Wait till the end. I promise you will hate me. Thanks for reading! Like and comment!! - BlackNeon

Zombies are everywhere. We need bullets, so we went a little out of the way to a town. Bad idea. Zombies come out as soon as we step in. We have to find bullets fast. We are all running store to store seeing if we can find any, while we dodge zombie hands. This is not fun. I am sick of zombies! I can't wait until the safe haven! For Christmas Day, we are not having the best of luck. Zombies is not what I want for a present, thank you. This definitely is the worst Christmas ever.

"Nope!" James yells from a store.

"Got some!" Annabell is running towards me waving a box.

"Sweet! Let's get out of here." Lindsey is right next to me.

"Okay sounds good." James and Annabell catch up, "Where is Sasha?"

We hear a scream, like a blood curdling scream. My heart stops. Sasha... No not her, they can't have her!

"Sasha!!" James and I are in panic mode. He runs towards the scream. It is not pretty.

Sasha is surrounded by zombies, kicking and screaming, trying to get them away from her. She is stuck against a wall, and there is no way out. I load my gun, and start firing at the zombies, but there is too many. NO SASHA!! A zombie has her leg. There is nothing I can do. She is too far away. I close my eyes and hear a scream. Bye Sasha...

BANG! BANG! BANG! I open my eyes and the zombies are dead, and James is holding a gun. Did he just...?

"Where did you learn to do that?" I ask.

"No ideas." He runs to Sasha and hugs her, "You are okay. I am here. You are fine." She is crying.

"We have to go, like now!" More zombies come out of the shops and alleyways.

We catch up to Lindsey and Annabell. I take Annabell on my back, and get our butts out of there.

I can't lose anyone else. I make the decision to not go into anymore towns, cities, or anything like that. Even if we run out of ammo, no more anything but woods. I can't tell the others though, or they will argue with me. There are beginning to be more zombies in the woods too. I don't know what to do.

Some zombies are still behind us, so Lindsey shots them with the bow I made her. She hits her mark every time, and we move on.

There is no talking. We stop to check to see if any zombies got Sasha. She only has scratches. I don't know if that can turn her into a zombie or not, so I guess we have to wait it out. We bandage them up, and move on. If she does become a zombie, it takes a day, so we should be okay to move on with out any problems.

I hope Sasha does not die. I mean she is scary, and weird that she likes me, but still, she is a good girl. I don't know how James will react. He, although he won't admit it, needs and realize on his sister. If she dies, he will be left alone. As a twin, and a younger one at that, I am sure it is even hard when you lost your sibling.

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Night time comes to fast. Winter really cuts out days short. We make camp, and are telling stories about the Christmases we have had, and our favorite memories. I look over at Sasha, and she is not being herself. She can't sit still, and is scratching herself, and butting the air.

"Sasha, are you okay?" I say.

"Yeah... Yeah I'm fine." She itches her neck and starts bleeding.

"Oh my gosh, Sasha!" James goes to her, and she lunges at him.

"Look out!" I grab James away.

"I... I... I'm so sorry. I don't know what is happening." She looks down.

"You are turning..." Lindsey speaks up, "I have seen it before. The smart thing to do would be to kill you now." That was harsh. She does not beat around the bush.

"What! No, we are not killing my sister!" James looks like he is about to kill Lindsey.

"Guys, calm down!" I separate them.

"It's okay James. I don't want to hurt you."

For the first time, I see James cry, "No..!" He is whaling, "No sissy, don't leave me!"

Before I can stop her, Sasha picks up a gun, aims it straight at her head, "I love you James." And BANG! Sasha falls to the ground.

"NOOO!!" James is over to her in seconds hugging her.

I rip him free, "We have to go! We can't stay here!"

Lindsey has read my mind, and is ready to go, with Annabell on her back crying. I pick up James. He fights, kicks, scream, anything to get free, but I don't let go, and we take off, leaving the corpse of Sasha behind.