The world is in war again, military bases being the only safe haven for the population in the affected areas.
Danger, lies, and secrets lurk between the enemy sides, dividing them even more in the time when unity is needed the most.
But perhaps amid...
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Alex
I hate running, I absolutely hate it.
Like my body literally refuses to run faster even now that my life depends on it, seriously fuck my muscles when I have no use of them. Sweat is trickling down the sides of my face, the strands of my hair sticking to my forehead, an ache spreading throughout my body with each move that I make.
I've always known I'll either die in a zombie apocalypse or while running since over twenty years of living with my sister (including the time spent in the womb) and dangerous battles haven't killed me.
I stop myself from turning my head, not wanting to discourage myself with seeing how close they are to me. Seth's bitches from Vortex are after me, determined to capture me now that my sister is gone, probably wanting to use me as a bait. A shit ton of people is after me, I feel like a damn celebrity being chased by my fans.
I'm stuck on Vortex territory considering Seth's soldiers found me on the day of the battle, trying to capture me, but I was actually faster than them so I ran away and have been running ever since. I haven't had a proper sleep in days, I think my stomach is slowly starting to disintegrate from the lack of food and water, and I don't even want to talk about how or where did I go to do everything I should be doing in a toilet.
I miss my sister, she would've killed these bastards by now, I have no weapons nor skills to do so myself. Besides, it would include a lot of blood and I can't stand it. I try not to worry about Lenny too much, my twin senses have never failed me so far, I know she's alive and I bet she knows I am too.
"Ouch, ouch cramp- my leg, fuck it's cramping!" I whine as I feel a cramp in my thigh, wanting to stop running and just fall on the ground, but I can't. I thought running through the woods would help me, but the terrain is so hard to run on, only exhausting my already tortured body.
A few gunshots are heard behind me, bullets hitting the trees as I run, panting heavily. My eyes widen in horror at the sight of a vehicle moving on the road a few metres to the right, the urge to scream in frustration taking over me. "Oh come on, why can't I get a break, seriously just end my life now- actually don't since I like living no matter how much it sucks, life has its good moments- wow I'm so stupid, wasting my breath on talking to myself."
The vehicle turns sharply and stops abruptly in front of me, making me collide with it, strong pain coursing through me as I fall on my knees, my lungs working incredibly fast to provide my body with enough oxygen, feeling heat and sweat all over my skin, my clothes sticking to my body. Whoever is in the vehicle suddenly gets outside, starting to shoot, surprising me when I realise they're shooting at my attackers.
"Alex, the hell are you sitting there, get in the vehicle!" The familiar voice says once the gunshots stop, making me widen my eyes.
I use the vehicle for support and stand up on my weakened legs, turning around to face her. Short black hair, beautiful deep brown eyes, dark skin. A smile spreads over my lips at the sight of her, my arms opening wide as I hug her for deal life. "Oh my God, it's you! I know I'm all dirty and sweaty but it's been so long since I hugged anyone, I'm so happy!"