DeaDBeats

The woods were  dark and empty except for the few silhouette's combing the trees. At a closer glance there seemed to be just three of them. Ordinarily a group of adolescents taking a stroll through the woods wouldn't have been far from the norm. However the world itself was from from ordinary these days. The person leading the group stepped into a puddle of moonlight.

It was a male, probably eighteen. His face worn with worry and concentration, listening for the faintest sound. He wore a leather jacket and under it a shirt that read "KR3WsoFIXED O.M.E.N.'s" with stripes going through it. Other than that he only wore a pair of black camo baggy skinny jeans and a pair of black army boots with intricate patterns drawn into them with white sharpie. An almost identical figure strode into the moonlight wearing black skinnies, high-top shoes, and a ski mask with a glow-in-the-dark skull atop his head also dressed in nothing but black and white.

"There's no one here, bro." The younger one stated.

"Nothing is never as it seems."

Today made one full year since the world was ripped from the living by the grubby hands of the dead. Now everyday was a struggle for survival. The dead beats as they called them were slow and stupid but their strength in numbers made them an almost unstoppable force. The golden rule. Never take one on by yourself, at least not empty handed. Not a rule that they enforced , more like just common sense. If you had any you might keep yourself alive much longer.  The elder kid pulled a cigarette from his jacket and lit it with  zippo. Inhaling and exhaling  as if all the stress would evaporate with a deep breath. He rubbed the lucky cross and dog tag he wore around his neck. Luck was probably the only thing that saved lives these days.

~DeaDBeats~---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I don't know why we had decided to take on this job. Cleaning out the woods when we only had half our members. Oh wait, we needed money. Right. I wasn't to worried thought. The deadbeats were all but gone and the ones still here were scattered. Often I wondered how such a thing had occured.

When this had all first started the news made it very clear how bad it was in other cities,states and countries. Our city had been doing considerably good compared to most of them. I suppose it had something to do with all the organized crime, the gangs and the obvious abundance of guns in the city. But as soon as shit hit the fan, most people didn't hesitate to drop their colors,sets and flags. Which was a fate worse than death to most though others ran away with their families or just plain killed themselves. Opted out as l like to call it. Then there were the people like us who had nothing left except that. I started KR3WsoFIXED Militia a few years back when we thought we'd be growing up to be well known rap artist. Now it only served as a cold reminder and a warm symbol of unity between myself and the other group members. KR3WsoFIXED was the set, the flag but individually as soldiers were called the Omens. Naturally we had always been partly responsible for the noise level  though now the city was a dead silent ghost town and we dared not disturb it. The silent dark veiled our eyes and numbed our ears. Fitting since our home was called Secret City due to its no snitching policy. Still, it was unsettling. Something you just couldn't get used to.

Grrrnn-

"What was that?"

Asked Dee Jay, my little brother and basically only reason for still refusing to leave this forsaken wasteland. Though we addressed him with his rap name or 'code name' as he calls it. . .Nerd. His nickname's Gyzmo since he had always been good with electronics. Our aunt had always said he'd grow up to be a scientist. Now she's rotting on the ground dead somewhere. . .Well what was left of her anyway and he hadn't grown up to pursue some feild in science like she foretold, though his talents did come in handy from time to time. A while back he had broken into a cell phone store and stolen all their blue tooths. Recalibrated them so they were all linked and now all we have to do is press our finger to our ears and we could communicate from a distance though we haven't gotten around to testing how far the signals go.