Trinity

Chapter 1

I used to have a normal life, go to school then track and after go home to my loving family. Now  The schools destroyed the only running I do is to stay alive and I have no family to fight for. I still miss the days when my dad would wake up Elijah and I so early for a family run then come back to the whole house smelling like bacon cause of my mom's amazing cooking. Things changed so fast after that explosion at the state plant I had no time to even blink before my family was rushing out the door.

My mother was a cook and my father was head scientist at the plant thankfully he wasn't there when the explosion happened. When we heard the news my father yelled at us to pack a bag and get to the car as fast as possible... I wasn't fast enough, these creatures (I now call Terrorz) came barging through the door my parents tried to hold them off while my brother took me out the back door, I can still hear my parents cries to this day.

My brother had lead me through the alleys behind the school but we were soon stopped by those creatures they were covered in blood and other peoples limbs, I wanted to throw up. I was shaking behind my brother awaiting his next move when I heard the most dreadful words. "Ill hold'em off while you sneak around". Those were the last words I ever heard from my brother, the last time I ever saw his face. Now I'm all alone fighting for no one, living in a world surrounded by terror and nightmares.

I've been searching everywhere for other survivors I know I'm not the only one, with Terrorz all over the place it's harder than I'd like but I make do. The past few nights I've been staying in a abandoned car shop, I found some oil and used it for Terror-proofing in case I don't hear them they get a little surprise. As I'm just about to close my eyes I hear a huge crash of tools and some whispers. I quickly jump to my feet, I grab a tire iron off the shelf and quietly make my way through the door. I watch my steps when I come close to my Terrorz trap and spot two heads sticking out behind a tool crate. Smooth. Whatever it is, it spots me and slowly gets out from behind the crate it makes its way towards the light as I keep a tight grip on the iron. When it meets the light I realize I might not be alone anymore....