weak ≫ apocalypse!malum

1. blood

shoutout to my boo bailee (sadlypeach) for making me this rad ass cover and encouraging to post this. she's an angel. 

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Brisbane, Australia, 2016

Blood.

It was all Michael could see.

The familiar faces that stood by his side for almost six months were now covered in the red crimson liquid. The young boy had been sitting in the ground for countless hours now, his mouth was dry and he still couldn't breath probably with the smell of blood and death in the air. He was the only one left breathing. Michael had watched his friends- his family - being killed by walkers; and he couldn't do a thing. He was the youngest on their five people group, they wanted to protect him at all costs, he could be the future of this broken world. And they did protect him, but it took their lives away.

The fact that they survived six months was already a miracle itself, who would've thought? A seventy year old man - Henry - was their leader; back in the normal days, Henry was a survival freak, the ones who had a panic room and all, with food that could last almost a year. People used to make fun of him and tell him he was exaggerating but that panic room kept seven people alive for about four months, the food was only planned for two people so when the food ran out they couldn't stay any longer or they would starve to death. His wife - Claire - was also an elderly woman, sixty-three years old but a kid at heart. Amelia and Richard were the other couple, both being in their fifties, their kid, Willow, was a twenty five year old girl - Michael's best friend - was with them at the beginning but when they left the shelter Willow was eaten while she went for a medicine run with Luiz - a forty year old and a former navy seal - who also ended up getting eaten.

Ever since that tragedy, it was just the five of them, Michael was still grieving over his best friend and now he had five more people to cry about. His family was all dead.

Before all of this, Michael was working for Amelia's company, a highly known tech company. At only twenty years old, Michael had one of the highest positions in the company. He designed softwares and websites every once in a while. The pale boy was a prodigy, getting into college at a young age, by nineteen he was done with it and living the peak of his life by twenty. Everything was alright, it was a bit embarrassing the fact that Willow was his only friend even when things were normal, but Michael focused more on work, he didn't have time for too many friendships and of course, not a relationship.

He knew nothing about his parents, but he knew they were most likely dead, there weren't many survivors, at least not in Brisbane - where Michael lived. The boy moved there due to work and left his home town, Adelaide. He ended up in Henry's shelter because the old man was his neighboor ever since Michael moved to the small house in the outskirts of Brisbane, he didn't want to live in the center because it was too much, Michael wanted peace. Instead, the world decided to give him brain eating monsters. When Henry told Michael about the shelter he begged the man to help Amelia, Richard and Willow too. Luiz was Henry and Claire's friend.

Now, while his mind ran over all the difficulties they  had gone through, Michael continued to not move. He stared at the dead bodies and even though he could hear those horrendous noises in the distance Michael could not move a muscle. The walkers would be here an a couple of minutes and Michael would die, what was the big deal though? What was he supposed to do now? Michael was alone.

He decided he would let the walkers kill him, a slow painful death sounded nice at the moment. A death just like his family had suffered, to protect him. To save Michael. They died for him and now Micheal was going to quit like the coward he is.