Lyla had just got done fighting down a 10 story building. There were about 50 dead zombies. She decided to make camp. She made stew from salvaged food, then she went to bed.
Meanwhile, 3 blocks away, Blaine, was slicing off arms and hands, trying to get out of the crowded hallway. He started cutting off legs, that way he might be able to make a wall to stop the zombies. There were seven left. He took 2 of their heads off with one clean sweep. He missed on the next one trying to cut off it's leg, so his katana stuck in it's thick thigh. He yanked with all his strength, but he couldn't get it free. He dodged to the right, kicked a farmer zombie in the back of the knee, causing it to collapse. He then curb stomped it, splattering zombie brains everywhere. He snapped another one's neck, ripped his sword out of and cut 2 heads off. He stabbed one in the chest killing it and punched the last one so hard it's neck snapped from the force. He sneaked a few blocks and found a camp.
Lyla awoke with a noise from outside her tent. She immediately put her brass knuckles on and stepped outside. It was Blaine.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Lyla said.
"I am Blaine, I'm just looking for survivors," Blaine said, " And some food."
They lowered their weapons. Lyla opened her bag and pulled out a container.
"I have some leftover stew." She said.
"Thank you, but i never got your name." Blaine said.
"It's Lyla."
Blaine ate and they went to bed. They only had on tent and blanket so they had to share.
Morning came, Blaine sat there thinking and watching Lyla. There was something about her. Now that he could see her, she was beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and about five and a half feet tall. He dropped the katana, which made a loud noise, waking Lyla.
Then suddenly, they were everywhere. Zombies were coming out of buildings, coming around corners, and falling off roofs with a sharp crack of bones. In that moment they packed their food and raised their weapons ready to fight, but there were hundreds. They fought through, Blaine leading. Slicing, hacking, punching, and kicking. They somehow got out, and they ran.
Eventually after a few hours they found a town.
"Do you two need help?" The mayor had said when they arrived.
"We need somewhere to stay." They both said at the same time.
"I think we have something." The mayor said. "My name is Luke by the way."
Ten minutes later Lyla and Blaine got in a fight with two men who were calling them outsiders, saying they didn't belong. So, they were kicked out.
"Ten minutes Lyla, You got us kicked out in ten minutes."
"It wasn't entirely my fault, you put your katana to his throat."
While they were there they heard about a place called z-land. There they threw people in pits with zombies and forced them them to fight or die. They decided to go west.
"A weapons store," Lyla said. "Perfect."
Blaine took another katana and a small pistol, while Lyla snatched up a high powered hunting rifle. They were only allowed to use the firearms in dire emergencies.
Lyla and Blaine had become close friends with their adventures. They were always looking for survivors. They found Z-land, but as soon as they walked in they were knocked unconscious.
Lyla and Blaine woke up in a pit, 20 feet deep, with solid dirt walls. Both of them were dizzy from the blow to the head. Their weapons were on the other side of the pit. 100 yards away was a zombie who had just landed with a snap of bones. Blaine ran to get their weapons. Lyla used a karate move and killed the zombie. Blaine had reached the weapons, but when he turned around he was stunned at the sight of Lyla knocking down 3 zombies without weapons with another 2 already dead. He ran toward her pulling out his katana. He cut off the last zombie's heads and handed Lyla her brass knuckles, which she used to stick into the wall and start climbing. One zombie fell in breaking its legs when it hit the ground. She made it to the top and there was a man standing there to help her. After she got out she tied a rope to a metal pole and helped Blaine out. There were people fighting everywhere. Half of the buildings were burned. They killed as many zombies as they could setting buildings on fire in the process.
Blaine, Lyla, and the guy who had helped them ran for miles. They stopped, looked back, and saw Z-land explode.
"Okay, who are you?" Blaine said.
"I am andrew."
