The end is just the beggining

Chapter one

~Chapter one ~

"Which one should I get? This 'I kill zombies for a living' tshirt or a my chemical romance (band) tshirt?" I asked the utterly gross, that once seemed to be a teenage girl, next to me. She just moaned back at me.

"How rude." I said as I shot the girls brains out with my sexy gun that cam had given me awhile back.

"One less zombie in this world."

The other freaks hurried along to where the noise had came from and found nothing but other freaks and I. Of course they wouldn't know I was still fresh and not one of them, so they just kept on walking. This came clear to me awhile back when I lost cam. It's been a year since shit hit the fan but I didn't have trouble in this apocalypse like others did. I was special, or as cam had put it. God I missed that dumbass. It was all still fresh on my mind. We came across some people who seemed nice and took us in. Their camp wasn't really a camp but a town, Woodbury. It all seemed to good to be true and I was right. Their scientific guy who ran experiments on the freaks had asked us for our blood. He said he was just looking a way out of this mess, a cure. I just knew he was lying, he even said my name without me telling them, only cam knew my name and when other survivors came in our way we lied about our names. They been following us. They must have not killed us once they saw us because of how the freaks ignored me and cam because of my smell, I guess they thought we both were special but it was just me, I covered his scent with mine to make it seem he was one of the freaks too. We gave our blood to the guy anyways, we didn't have a choice. The day after, the governor had asked to see me. I went to his office and he had told me to sit that he had news to break or some shit. Me and cam were planning on getting out of there that night, so I was a bit uncomfortable.

He had told me that I was the cure to all of this and that the scientific guy had to get the cure but it was inside my brain, but I knew that was wrong. He had said I had to make a sacrifice for humanity. "Where's cam?" Was all I said. "He's in a better place now" he responded with a smile on his face. Next thing I knew, I was out of the room and ran to cams place where he was staying, all I found was blood on the bed. I couldn't believe it, I had to get out of here. I got my stuff which was only my gun and backpack, and ran out. They were too stupid and just took the gun I had on my hand and didn't check my bag because I assumed they wanted to treat me good because of my specialness. I ran across to the back of the town and jumped over the sort of fences. They weren't following me, which scared me. That was a month after the apocalypse and it's been a year now, and cam was still dead.

After I shot the girl I took off my now dirty shirt and slipped on the 'my chemical romance' tshirt on. I got as many clothes I could get and put it on my bag. Getting out of the store I took off as many zombies as I could with my bad ass sword I had gotten and walked out. It was weird. The zombies just walked by me and kept on going with their ways. At first I was surprised they didn't attacked me as they usually did when they spotted a living person. Of course without all of the running and killing and stuff other people would do, I still gained skills. I would practice. Since I was just another of the zombies, or that's what they thought, I couldn't gain training if they didn't attack. Once, I found a deer with its guts all over the place and an idea came to my mind. I rubbed all if it's blood in to arms and made some noise, I attracted about ten of them. They smelled the blood of the deer and ran to take a bite out of me. I had my sword out and just cut them open, shot them and after all of that I would start again. I needed the practice after what happened at Woodbury. Zombies weren't my problem but people were. After the store I walked over to the woods and just walked, slicing some zombies and just walked. I didn't know where but I just had to think. Should I go to the city and go to the CDC? Give them my blood, since the cure was there or what? I wanted to go, I really did but I didn't know what was keeping me back. I could end all of this but I just couldn't do it. With all of the thinking I didn't even realize the screaming from up ahead. I was going to turn around and walk away like I always mostly did but something made me go.