Fireflies

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Btw this is a zombie/horror/bloody shit so I'm just warning you. ^•^ enjoy

Emma's P.O.V

I run faster and faster through the brush. Brandon slices a walker neck open with his machete and then runs behind me. Rachelle leaps down from a tree and run straight at the crowd of flesh eaters. I stop and turn, my hand resting on my knife.

"We gotta go!" Brandon says picking me up and placing me in a tree.

"Uh Rachelle?! Did you just forget about the group Brandon?!" I yell and he pushes me up. I sigh as he hands me the bow and arrows. I climb the tree at least twenty feet in the air.

I look down to see four walkers come at him. He gracefully slits three of their necks. The last one, a big guy, knocks him to the ground. I aim my bow at his head but don't let go.

If I let go it will go straight through the walker...and Brandon. I instead rip a large branch from the tree and throw it at the creature. He looks up and opening his disgusting mouth full of blood and guts.

Then Brandon sticks his machete through the head of the walker. He throws the body off him and rises.

"Brandon come on!" I yell stretching out my hand but he throws up his back-pack. He has now only his machete.

"Guys! A little help would be nice!" Rachelle yells shooting three zombies then running toward us.

"Snipe the bastards already!" she says and I pull back the arrow and let it fly. It hits a female walker in the head and she falls to the ground.

I do this multiple times and Brandon runs to her side. I realize I have no more arrows and I want to go down there badly. There's only ten,make that none left bit I want to kill at least one of them.

Rachelle and Brandon killed them all except for one giant. I crawl down from the tree, knowing it's safe now. I come upon a ten foot drop. I sigh noticing I have no other way to get down. I jump.

"Woah! AH!" I yell smacking hard on the ground and they're heads snap to me. I get up quickly and they turn back to the beast.

I pull an axe out of a tree and make my way behind the zombie. Rachelle goes to stab him but he shoves her and she flies into a tree. Brandon charges at him and stabs him in the chest.

The walker goes berserk. It cries out in pain and shoves Brandon to the ground. It bites the air centimeters away from Brandon's face. It's drool splatters onto his cheeks and I lift the axe. Then I hurl it down.

It goes into the skull of the walker with ease. Brandon stills lays under it until I help get the disgusting creature off him. I breath heavily as my heart bets loud and hard in my chest.

"Nice job LaJoie." he smiles as we lay back in the grass.

"God dammit..." Rachelle says before vomiting up her breakfast. I run to her side as Brandon jogs, still out of breath. I hold her hair back as she empties her stomach out. She shakes and is a faint pale. A cut in her forehead sends blood flowing down the right side of her face.

"Brandon get me water and a cloth." I say and he starts to look through our stuff. I roll up Rachelle's sleeves and open her red flannel shirt revealing her bra only. We don't mind anymore. You get used to it after a four years. I sit her up and check her back, sides, then move down to her ankles, calves, and thighs.

"I'm not bit." She says as I lay the cold water cloth on her forehead. "He just threw me hard enough to see my lunch again." she smiles faintly.

"We should set camp up by a river I saw in the tree. Its about a half a mile walk." I say and Brandon looks at me questionably. "Can you walk?" I say waking her up.

"Truly." She says tired. "Yes...if you want to stop every three minutes for me to start puking again." I sigh and look at Brandon with a sympathetic smile. He groans and hands me the loaded gun.

Few minutes later...:)

"Ready?" He asks lifting Rachelle bridal style. "Are you sure you can handle that?"

I groan and put the gun in the back of my jeans. "Why do you never trust me having the gun by myself?" I say as he walks next to me. Rachelle is sound asleep, her arms around his neck. Don't mean anything you perverts. We promised that we wouldn't fall for each other.

"You know why..." he says and I look at him. "I don't want you to grow up with having to shoot down infected every damn day."

"We've been doing this since Rachelle and I were thirteen. You were fifteen. It's been four damn years Brandon. I'm seventeen, going on eighteen in three weeks. I can handle myself." I say.

"That's what Caylen said." he says angrily. "She was the first to die. Then Axel, Courtney, Ariana, Joel-"

"Okay!" I say putting my head down. "They didn't last two years. I have done double that. It just seems like when they come you don't want my help. You would have been dead of I didn't put that axe on the fucker's skull."

"Walker. 10:00" he says and I shoot the zombie.

"I know and I thank you for that but...i don't want you to get hurt. If you die...I will never forgive myself. You're my best friend, my lil sis."

"What 'bout me dickhead?" Rachelle says eyes still closed as we walk up to the river bank.

"Yeah yeah...you too." He says putting her on her feet. "Now Emma, fish? Is that okay? Emma?" Brandon says but I'm in awe. "What's so interest..." He says noticing what I see.

"An asylum." Rachelle says. "Five hundred feet away I'd say."

"There's probably like tons of medical supplies and cans of food there and the security." Brandon says.

"Hey." I say with an idea. "There's GOT to be a generator in there with plenty of batteries. And if we kill all the infected inside we could-"

"Settle down?" Brandon says. "We don't do that kinda stuff."

"Well we should at least check for supplies." Rachelle says and he sighs in defeat.

"Tomorrow we will go and check it out." He says pointing a finger at me. "But now it's around 9:00, who will take first shift?"

I raise my hand and they look at me strange. "What? Rachelle you still need rest. And Brandon you just carried her, and her stuff, with your stuff. Your on a low battery."

"Okay,night."

I wait for about an hour before I go into the bags. Machete, Twenty arrows, my bow. Ready.

I double check and set my traps just in case infected do come...An alarm will go off and a weapon is beside both of them.

"I'll be okay..." I say to Brandon and Rachelle even though they are sound asleep. "I promise."

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