I sat and stared at Alexa's corpse for hours. I couldn't believe I killed her! I stode up and walked to her pale, dead body. I stode there having flashbacks of all our good times, our first kiss, a rollercoaster ride at an amusment park,and a pie and boobing for apples contest at the county fair. Then I remember my red demon hand hitting her upside the head cracking hear skull and leaving a big gash. I don't understand why I turned back into a human though. It must be friendship or something like love to have killed the demon inside me. I quickly dismissed that thought because it made me even more angry at myself. I looked around for the first time and saw Alexa's mom on the couch in the living room. I remembered all of a sudden ripping her throat out with my sharp teeth. Blood was everywhere on the couch and floor. I went into there backyard and got a shovel from there shed and dug two holes. Then I broke a board off from the house and grabed a knife from the kitchen and carved on the board: Here lies Alexa and Lee Lin Monishi-Lives lost by demon on July 26, 2015.
I took the board and stuck it in between the graves. I grabed the two bodies and layed them in the graves and buried them. I got on my knees, kiss my index and middle finger and touched the grave where Alexa lied. I felt less guilty making them graves but still felt angry with myself for killing them. I got up went back into the house grabbed a butcher knife put it to my neck. I was about to comite suicide when I thought, I shouldn't do this! I should kill as many damn demons and infected as posible before I die! I went outside to the front lawn and started walking to my house. I caught sight of a few more infected running from street to street but they didn't see me. I walked a couple blocks before a infected person saw me. He ran at me and I ran at him. He swung at me once I reached him but I ducked and sank the knife into his stomach. He fell back and came at me again but I blocked his swing with my left arm, spun and stabed him right through the fell like a stone. I pulled out the knife and started to walk to my house again. I found it and went inside to find my mother dead on the ground. She had a hole right through her chest and I remembered doing that with my arm when I was demon. I puked all over the floor. Seeing three people I knew was too much to handle. Now I will kill everything in my path! Just then, the back door crashed open and a infected person came running into the living room. We stared at each for a few minutes blood running out its mouth.
Then it was about to attack when I threw the knife and hit him right in the head. The knife was long so it suck out the back of his head. He fell to his knees and I walked over pulled ut the knife and kicked him to the floor and started stabing him over and over again. Blood was running everywhere. I got up and made another grave for my mom doing the same thing I did before. I went into the hallway of the house and opened up our walk in closet. I walked to the gun cabinet we had in there and pulled out my .22 caliber and grabed three 30 round magazines, loaded them all and put one in the gun. I put the others in my pocket then grabed my dad's Glock 17 pistol and did the same thing only with 9mm rounds and 13 round magizines. I walked out of my house and started heading to the mall thinking I could clear it out. I walked four blocks, wasting five bullets from my .22 on three infected people. Just then from a house to my right I saw six infected trying to break into a storm shelter in someone's backyard. I walked into the backyard and from 36 feet away I yelled," Hey!".
All six of them turned around, stared a couple seconds and then ran to attack me. I unloaded two bullets into the first ones chest, two into the head and chest of the second one, three into the third ones cheast, one into the fourth ones head plus another into the five ones head and two into the each of the sixth's legs. The sixth one started to crawl at me and I walked up to it a started beating its head with the butt of my gun until it was defienently dead. I walked over to the storm shealter's door and pulled it open. Seven people stood staring up at me looking terrified of me.
"Hello. Are you guys okay?", I asked them.
" Umm...yes we are alright. Frightened to death but alright. Who are you?", said the eldest of them who must of been in his late 40's. There were two children both boys, a teenager who was a girl, two young men, a young woman and the old man.
" I'm Sniper. Sniper LCM.", I told him.
"Well thank-you Sniper! We really appreciate you doing that! What are you doing running around outside though?"
" I'm going to the mall for a little shopping." , I said thinking I should grab supplies while I was there.
" You can't go there! That would be suicide!" , said one of the young men.
" Well I'm going and you guys can come with. I going to clear it out and use it as a base because it has all the things we need to survive. Any of you going to help me?"
The young woman, teenager, the other young man, a child and the old man walked out.
" We'll help you.", said the old man.
" Okay. You stay with that kid and we'll be back with some food and escort you to the mall once it's clear of infected.", said Sniper to the young man still in the storm shealter.
" What makes you so sure you'll survive." , asked the young man.
" Let me ask you. Do you believe in Satan?"
" No!"
" Then you wouldn't understand. I'll be back. Wait here and keep the shealter door locked!"
I started off walking toward the mall another two blocks from where I was standing. All of the other suvivors following me. I wondered how easy or difficult this would be. It wasn't hard to escape, so was it hard to liberate?
