Survive

3

"And princess, that was unwanted attention!"
I groaned, turning my head around, glaring at the douche. "No, really??" I growled sarcastically. I looked the guy up and down, immediately finding his wound and grimacing. "The hell did that?" I questioned. The male in front of me had to be a few years older then me. He was toned, lean, and hot. I'm sorry, but now this is turning up into a better situation. He scoffed, not looking me in the eyes. He had pretty stormy grey eyes. Or were they pale, dark blue? He was pretty tan too.
"Mistakes did that. That's what happens if you're clumsy in a city falling apart and being trampled on by fucking giants of hell," His tone turned venomous at the end. "And I was cleaning it when your loud and might I add dumb ass bombarded in here!" He spat, glaring at me.
"I wasn't loud!"
"Oh really, princess?? You fired a gun. Mistake number three."
"The hell were mistakes one and two?!"
"Princess, you've got a lot to learn. Your first mistake was coming here. Or anywhere close to major cities!"
"And the second, Mr. KnowItAll?!"
"Thinking you could make it in and out in one piece."
"Oh because you're doing great at that," I mocked him, glaring at his bleeding and bandaged stomach. He scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Anyways, what the actual fuck was that thing?" I questioned, grabbing another can and smoothly shoving it in my backpack. He sighed, shrugging. "I only saw its leg and tail. Could be a Skull Crawler, Godzilla, or a mutant! But it isn't friendly." He replied bitterly. "Skull Crawler? Godzilla? What?" I questioned.
His eyes hardened.
"Ancient species, millions of years older than us. They come from beneath the found. Deep beneath the ground. And the oceans.. But some.. Some are made by us. Thank the government. But those species, have quite literally sent us back to the Stone Age," he said gravely. I swallowed thickly.
"But the government controls what's left of us! We have huge cities deep underground!" I attempted to say, only for him to cut me off.
"Underground?! That's literally the dumbest thing they could have done! They're just sitting ducks for the Skull Crawlers!!" He looked at me then smirked.
"If it's so safe, why'd you leave?" Now it was my turn to smirk. "Stranger danger, stranger," I replied while standing up and grabbing a honeybun. I holstered my gun, grabbing my backpack and started to walk towards the door.
"You're going back out here? Hate to break it you princess, but you can't survive out there," he called out from behind. I rolled my eyes. "Oh, but you can?" I snarled back irritably. "In fact I could!" He replied, sounding proud as he stood up. "As if you would know where the Refugee Camps are. Because that's where I'm headed. So bye!"
"I came from the there," he spoke suddenly. "I could take you.." He continued calmly, gauging my reaction. "And what do you get out of it?" I asked quietly, believing him for a second. "Company. Purpose. Shit that's sound inspirational. I doubt you could pay me.." I nodded my head agreeing with a smile. "But princess, it's one hell of a road."
"Yeah, okay! And stop calling me that!"
"Would you prefer hot stuff?"
"Carter! Call me Carter!!" I sighed angrily. He snickered. "Lets get moving. You don't wanna be hear after dark. Our best bet is the subways. The rest of my team is there."
He noticed my grin. "What?" He questioned.
"Oh nothing.. But that's what I thought too! Going into the subways I mean.. Not as hopeless as you think, huh?"