Zombie ~ Ziall AU

Chapter One

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3rd Person

Niall remembers the first time he saw one, but then again who doesn't. he doesn't remember it in exact detail, all he remembers is how fast his heart is beating in his chest, they way it had him cornered, its barley rotting skin and how human it still looked and Niall really didn't know if  he could kill it, he was panting heavily heaving in short breaths, his breath cached in his throat when it sniffed his neck snapping at him hungrily and the only thing holding it off was nialls weak grip pushing it off himself. if it wasn't for his brother who saved him he would be dead.

Niall was fourteen when the apocalypse first broke out, it started in a small town in America but quickly consumed the country. although it was a year and a half later that it reached England, where he was visiting family at the time, the virus seemed to have mutated making some of them faster and stronger, the only weakness it seemed to have was sunlight as during sunlight hours they hide away in the dark corners people seem to over look.

Niall was a 15 year old innocent and soon learned he had to grow up fast in this world, now at seventeen and nearly two years later He has learned, he learned to distance himself from other people his brother always used to tell him to 'join a group its safer, but don't let them get too know you and don't get to know them, ifs safer that way' Niall clung too those words, they were his life line, in fact anything his brother said niall clung too especially after his brother died.

But Niall preferred to travel alone anyway because that way there was no one slowing him down, well that's what niall told himself but no matter how many times he told himself that, all niall really wanted was a friend, or just to know he wasn't alone. you see Niall had been with many groups before and after his brothers death, but something always happened and everyone fled, and now they are probably dead.

the thing that makes niall so scared is that there might not be anyone left and he doesn't think that he could live much longer knowing, thinking, that there is no one left. when of course there is people left but Niall thinks or doesn't believe it. Its easier to survive that way.

It was getting late and Niall needed to get back to his hide out, after a day of searching for supplies he hadn't come across much just a few cans of spaghetti and a can of peaches, which he decided to save for a special occasion, and was extremely lucky to find a box of panadol and some bandages in a pharmacy that had been raided long ago.

He was happy to find the stuff but what he really needs is clothes as his clothes are torn and bloody, all except for the jacket he was wearing that he had found recently its just he really needs a new pair of jeans and shoes. Niall runs his hand through his greasy blond brown hair that had never really gone back to his natural colour after he stopped dying it.      

There was about on hour or so left of sunlight when Niall finally made his way down the disserted streets of London to his temporary shelter which was on the top floor of a fancy apartment building that he had turned into a makeshift home, on the way up the stairs, which was seventeen story's, he would lock the heavy doors that lead to the next stairwell, Niall liked to think he was relatively safe because he was very careful about these things.

you could say he had a few rules that he put in place to keep alive, like the first which is probably the most important rule,

1. Make your way back home an hour at least before it starts getting dark so that they can not track your scent.

2. Never go out in the dark

3. do NOT go into dark places, even during daylight.

These are the rules Niall lives by, it wasn't him who made them up it was on the news when it first broke out in America, but no one really thought it would spread through out the world let alone reach Europe, no one really though it would because the news was very vague about it and now that he thinks about it they probably weren't aloud to tell people the truth.

He finishes Locking the last door and makes his way down the Quickly darkening corridor, Its winter so the sun goes down sooner, He opens the door and locks it before placing multiple heaving things against the door to hold off the Zombies as long as possible so he has enough time to escape though the fire escape.

Niall Chose a smaller apartment strategically with only one bedroom, bathroom, lounge and kitchen which was in pretty good condition in Nialls standards, he has big black drapes covering the windows with battery and oil powered lanterns as well as a array of torches lighting up the small space which made niall proud to call it home. Niall kept most of his gear by the fire escape for a quick getaway if necessary. You can never be to careful now a days.

Niall settled down on a mattress that he had dragged into the furthest corner from the door, Niall had already moved most of the furniture that he wasn't going to use into the bedroom to make more space and went to sleep.

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