Phan One Shots

~ Rapunzel

Rapunzel [RP]

Credit to: orphaned who wrote it with me, check her out :)
Phil - orphaned
Dan - HelloAnonymousWriter

Dan

I hugged my knees close to my chest. Thirteen days. How much longer would I last? Food was running low - in fact I hadn't checked if there was anything left in the cupboards. I had been trapped in the top flat of an apartment building for nearly two weeks.

I could hear the groaning and scraping of flesh and bones as the corpses outside the front door fought to get in. I whimpered and retreated into myself. I had been listening to the grinding and gargling of those creatures for days on end and it was slowly making me go insane.

The windows were boarded up and so was the door - there was no escape and I doubt a skinny nineteen year old boy like me could've survived anything like what had happened anyway. Zombie outbreak was always just supposed to be a fantasy, yet those creatures were fighting outside my door to get in and turn me into one of them.

Phil

"Do you think there are still others out there?" Leila laid back in her chair, untying her thick, brown hair and letting it fall loose behind her. She placed her boot-clad feet on the table, checking the ammunition in another gun before clicking it to safety and throwing it with the other functioning ones.

I sighed. "I wish I could say no."

Leila murmured in agreement. "I'd say we have about five hundred guns in that box alone," she stated, gesturing to a large wooden box overflowing with pistols. "But that's hardly enough against a country of zombies."

"It'll have to last us," I replied matter-of-factly. "The other countries were right to shut the borders but until we can find a way to get people safely out there's nothing we can do expect hope and fight."

Leila nodded, tossing a gun to the other side. "This one's dead," she muttered before standing and leaving the room.

"Phil!" a high-pitched voice squealed. I turned to see Nessy, Leila's sister, charging towards me with speed.

"Hey Ness-bear," I chuckled, picking her from the floor and bringing her in for a snuggle. "How're things on the other end?"

As survivors, Leila and I had found us on the Tube when the apocalypse hit. It was a strange but quickly noted fact that zombies cannot live in the dark. They absolutely refused to come down where the light lacked.

It baffled what remaining scientists we had, but people rapidly accepted it as a beacon of hope - creating an establishment underground for all remaining citizens. Some learnt to fight, some kept in charge of provisions and supplies.

As young people, Leila and I were immediately chosen as soldiers and taught how to manage a gun and a 'Main-Way'.

A 'Main-Way' is a new piece of technology designed for soldiers going out from Underground and adapted from zip wires to help them stay alive.

The mechanism works from within a belt that it strapped around the soldier's waist at all time. If the soldier pulls the trigger at the hip, the line of strong nylon cord strikes from the belt and sticks to the closest wall due to suckers on the end.

They're hard to use and barely fool proof. Soldiers are known to have died because it failed before, but it's a risk we have to take in order to get food and scout the area. Leila and I have been training for nearly two weeks on the things.