When Humanity was Lost (New)

The bridge of Insanity

《Picture of Storms weapons》

Storms prov.

My bike finally gave out so I had to result to walking which I didn't necessarily mind. I admit I was crying about them but mostly Lucas I mean how could he call me that.

Thalia called me a monster and she looked hurt to see me, it hurt me more. I admit I felt blood thirsty but I would  never do that to my friends, never. But I guess we're not friends anymore.

I whiped away a tear and then rage just washed over me. Their the ones that said I must leave. Why can't their stupid brains understand I had to do it or else all of us would be dead and Daniel attacked me.

I grab my bat and start swinging at corpses. I want to see their blood fall to the ground. I carried on swinging. After I hit the last corpse down I looked around. I killed about 10.

I grabbed a piece of cloth on the corpses cloths and whiped away the blood. I look at the blood that dripped down the bat and I felt satisfied, no. I need to keep this blood thirsty side of me hidden and I need to control it or else what would happen.

They wanted a phsycotic Bitch so now they have one, this is not good.

Lucas prov.

We got into the car because the bile was no longer necessary since we all could be in the car. I was driving and Chaz was holding Thalia close to him.
"How could she do that? She's a monster" she sobbed into Chaz's chest.
"It's over now and she's gone." I said and I don't regret calling her that. I mean she just killed two of our people and she claimed it an accident.

She went her was and we drove to the coast. She gave us the keys and it'll be a nice place to finally feel safe, maybe it'll be ok from here on out. I just hope we don't run into Storm again she will be straight up pissed at me and I don't want to see that blood thirsty side.

One day we will get through this, we will get rid of these undead fuckers.

We will survive.

Storms prov.
1 week later

I walked slowly, my feet are killing me. I haven't eaten in days but I still have some water that I got from a river I found.

I haven't she'd another tear for those people who I thought were my friends. There's no need to cry over someone who doesn't even care if I'm dead or alive. I don't care about them anymore I just need to get somewhere. Where? I have no idea.

For the past week I've just been walking around like a mindless zombie as well. I haven't been getting sleep because I'm afraid of my own dreams and the past they will bring.

I stop walking and climb onto a car that was on the highway. I'm taking a break. I take a sip out of my green bottle. That was my last sip of water. If I don't find any soon I'm pretty much screwed. I catch my breath and look around.

I look in the direction I'm going. I can't even see a small building. It's pretty much just one road leading to nowhere.
I get off off the car and started walking.

I keep my 38 revolver in my back pack, my 9mm in the holster and another 9mm pistol I found the beginning of this week.  I keep my baseball bat in my bag and I keep my sniper in my hands. I carry on walking.

I look up at the sun and my eyes burn. It feels like I have been walking for hours. I carry on walking.

The sun was going down and I had nowhere to go. Nowhere to go inside, nowhere safe. I collapsed to the floor breathing heavily. I felt my eyes closed slowly, just five minutes.

I wake up to something pecking at my leg. I open my eyes and see a bird pecking at my pants and I kick it.
"I'm still alive you bugger" I said and I got up. I saw a small house at the end of the road. I blink my eyes, am I dreaming?

I run toward it as fast as I could manage. I look at the house. It was old and broken. The windows were broken, the wood looked molded. I get to the door and open it. When I enter I instantly wish I didn't.

2 guys stood over a dead girls body. I started to back away but the door closed my another guy. As I turned around he punched me across the face knocking me down. I spat out some blood.

"Looky here boys, a new toy" he said. They came up to me and grabbed my weapons away from me. One guy with long black hair, green eyes, a beard and crooked teeth.

He tied me up to a chair and I couldn't get out of the dumb restraints.
"Your pretty" he said and he stroked my cheek with his hand and I tried to pull away.
"Get that fucking hand away from me before I knock those teeth straight" I said and he looked at me.
"Fiesty, I like it" he said and he punched me across the face, causing pain to spread across my cheekbone. Another blow to my ear making it ring and I couldn't hear. Another blow to my eye.

"You guys this one's much more fun than the last girl" he said. They came into the room and the youngest guy looked agitated.
"You guys were don't have to do this" he said and the scoffed. The guy with short dirty blonde hair walked up to him and grabbed him by his shirt.
"Zack you stupid son of a bitch, we do it because it's fun so now you will do it first so prove your loyalty" he said and pushed they guy towards me.

"Listen Zack you don't have to do this" I said and he shook his head.
"I'm sorry" he said and he punched me in the face. He kicked me in the stomach knocking the wind out of my lungs.
"Good boy Zack now go do something useful" the black haired guy said.
And he left.

The one guy stood in front of me and he smiled and I knew what was happening and then I felt it. That dark flicker. He pulled down his pants and I kicked him hard where the sun don't shine. I got up and knocked the other guy so hard the chair broke into pieced knocking him down.

I was getting the rope off of my hand when I felt a pain and I heard the gunshot. I dropped to the ground clutching my leg. The blonde guy got onto of me.
"You bitch!" He shouted and he carried on punching me on the face. He grabbed me by my throat and I couldn't breathe.

I looked to my side and saw a piece of the chair. I reached for it and my fingertips just brushed it. I couldn't breathe. I felt darkness surround me. I reached further. I grabbed it and stuck it into his eye, he screamed and fell off of me.

I get up and gasped for air, my leg hurt like hell. I grabbed my gun and stood over him.
"Please don't, I'm sorry" he cried
"Yeah I'm sorry too" I said and I pulled the trigger and I felt satisfied. I moved to the black haired guy and shot him in the balls and he screamed and I smiled.
"Enjoy hell" I said and shot him in his head.

I grabbed my stuff but there was one last thing I had to do.
"Zack!" I shouted and he came running inside of the room.
"What happened?" He said and I shot him in his leg and then the other he screamed in pain. " I tried to help" he said
"Sure" I said and shot his arm.
"I'm sorry" he said
"Me too" I said and shot him right between his eyes.

I limped to the door. I didn't feel the pain because my adrenaline level was high. I got outside and started their car and I drove off. My leg started to ache and my adrenaline started to go down.

My eyes started to get spots in and I felt sleepy. Then I just lost consciousness and I felt the car swerve and I heard a crash. I was upside down and I opened my eyes.

The windscreen was shattered and the windows were out and the metal of the hood was completely bent. I couldn't keep my eyes open and I lost consciousness.

I think about what I did to that guy who actually didn't deserve it, I couldn't help it is was blood thirsty and I lost it. I better keep it under control because now I'm on the bridge of Insanity.

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