NO HUMANITY

Mr. Wington?

I headed straight towards the smoke, where I heard the screaming. I can make out a family through the fog, "Use your shirts to cover your mouth and follow me!" I yell out orders. I ended up finding as much people as I could and rushed them back to the tunnel where Cayden and Candice are. I asked Cayden for my bag and pulled out the 6 water bottles I had. They settled down after I handed out some water to each group including Cayden and Candice.

"Thank you so much." A woman who held a crying baby in her arms thanked me.

I smiled in return, "Of course. If it was me I'd hope someone would help too." I looked up to see Cayden staring at me. When our eyes met, he quickly looked away.

A few seconds later, the fog had cleared up. We were able to see that not much damage happened. "Okay, everyone it's safe go back and restore your shelters!" I said watching people fix their tents.

A man came up to me that was in one of the groups, "Thank you so much for saving us! My name's Mr. Wington. I'm the founder of this underground bunker." He stuck his hand out for me to shake. I shook it with an awkward smile. "I really won't forget this!" He said as he went to the storage room. 

Candice came up to me, "My brother and I talked it out, and if you would be willing to... I don't know, form a group together?"

"Um, sure. Why not?" I said back sheepishly. 'A nuclear bomb just went off, I really have no complaints about anything anymore.'

She smiled giving me a weird side hug, "Thanks. We'll help with everything!"

We decided to live in this corner area. Cayden and Candice went to go get resources from that Founder guy. I set up the tent. After it was all done, I dusted my hands at my marvelous work. I went inside to check out the space and it turned out to be enough for all three of us. I set down my back pack and took out the fire starters and an empty can. I grabbed the fire starters and can, then went outside around the back area of the tent. I put the can down and took off my shirt, ripped it up and threw some in the can. I used the fire starter to light it. "Voilà! FIRE!" I squealed to know one in particular, proud of my accomplishments.

I heard someone clapping behind me, and turned around. Cayden stood there laughing, probably at me talking to myself. I scowled. He finally sobered up and got a clear look at me. His cheeks turned red and he quickly looked away. I scrunched my face in confusion, then looked down at my body. "Oh my gosh!" I squeaked. I was in just my bra! I threw my hands over my chest. 

"Hey guys, I was able to get some foo-!" Candice walked in to see me and her brother, flushed and blushing! "Oup, sorry for interrupting." She giggled mischievously and walked away. 'What? She just- No, it's not what is looks like!!' I screamed internally.

Cayden then began to take off his shirt, giving me a great view of his well-toned body. I blushed a bit, averting my eyes. He then covered his eyes and handed me his shirt. "Here."

I took it sheepishly and put it on, 'Mhmm, smells good.' I thought as I sniffed the shirt. I heard a chuckle, "Did you just sniff it?" He asked bemused.

I immediately turned red. "Thanks." I told him almost in a whisper, then ran off to meet Candice.

She had can foods that could be used for dinner, 'the reason I started a fire.' I took out some aluminum foil that I packed and put it over the fire where I set up a wire rack to use as a BBQ pit. Candice volunteered to cook it since she told me she knows how from some girls camp. I went in the tent and set up my part. I turned on the universal radio, that I brought. SHHHHHSHHHSHSHHHS! "It seems things were cut off. Crap!" I spoke to myself.

"Ava!" Candice called, her voice sounded worried. But for some reason I didn't pay much mind to the tone.

"Coming!" I yell back. I hear a scream, I got up so fast my neck probably suffers from severe whiplash now. I grab my machete and run.

I get to the scene just in time to see a man getting eaten by some monster. "Ugh, that's gonna leave a rotting image in my mind, forever." I step towards it, slowly and carefully. "Everyone step back, go to safety." I demand in a somewhat quiet voice. No one moves, "Go!" I command a little louder. 

They all scurry away, and the ferocious monster is eating away at it's meal. Mr. Wington? Crap, who's gonna run this damned place now. 

I take slow steps towards the predator. It stops eating, I use my machete like a shield, in case this thing comes charging after me. It's left leg twitches, and before I know it, it lunges at me! I use my machete-shield to protect me from this pig-mutant. I fall hard on the ground from it's impact, the pig's three rows of teeth are merely snapping my head off. I switch my arm with my machete's place, my forearm against it's neck, as it tries to chomp at me. I swing my machete and SWISH. The pig-mutants head comes off. I let go of my body control and lay on the floor. Looking at the ceiling, the light too bright for my liking. Thank god that's over!

I hear some scratching, I look at where the noise came from, "SHIT!" I curse upon seeing this god-forsaken thing is still alive. It's headless figure is somewhat creepy, giving me a shiver. It's hoofs retract claws and it comes charging after me. "What the hell!" I say just as I barely dodged it's lunge. "How the hell can it know where I am?!" I look at the pig head to see the eyes are looking around then focus on me. "Well, shit." 

Just as I turn back around I get knocked over again. This time my butt takes a toll on the fall. The mutants claws dig into my shoulders, I wail in pain, I get my machete and chop off both of it's front legs. "Ha Ha, Mother fucker!" I scream and cackle like a mad women, How much blood am I losing right now?

I shove the pig off, and pull out the legs from each shoulder! I wince as I see how much blood is escaping from my wounds. 

Once again the pig comes after me, on it's two back legs. What the hell, this thing is insane! I kick it with my full force. It flies across the room hitting a wall. I run over to it and stab the hell out of it. Then I walk up to the pig head and bash it in with my foot. 

I don't know if it was the adrenaline that kept me going or what, but I guess it must've stopped. Because next thing I know, I fall to the ground and fade out.