What's a Few More Weeks...

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Zane

So we pushed on, day by day as weeks fell away. Vacant cities and desolation in every wake of our steps. There was no place, that we traveled, that had held against the destructive force of the zombies. We saw remains of life, from the ideals of man, to the actual bones. We came across the monsters more often than not. The areas around us seemed to have been harder hit. It made no sense to me. We were nothing, where we were located. So why was the destruction so great from the start? I'd probably never know. I shrugged to myself in the dark.

Sage worried me and I felt the discomfort run through me. She had not been right for weeks now. Dizziness, headaches and blackouts. I wanted to head back home but she had not allow that. Ash meant too much to her. And to be honest, no word from Larien had me more than worried myself. We'd grown up together. The fact I didn't know if he was safe worried me.

But Sage was my main concern, and she was... Off. Her smell was even off. Even though I couldn't resist her, her scent had taken on a distinct sweeter smell. The change was compelling. She was like a craving, one that got under the skin, within his blood, and he could not let her go. He hungered for her, and the heat of her tamed the savageness of him. And I was savage alright. The pure power that radiated through me was deadly in its precision. But I never harmed our kind, or the humans. My fury was always directed at them, the zombies.

It would terrify humans, if they could see under the camouflage of this feline exterior. His strength, his power was unbreakable, unchallengable. He was power. A kind that had yet to be understood.

I stared out into the darkness from the height of an advertisement board landing. I could see perfectly in the pitch of the black. Sage has been weak earlier, she needed to eat more often. So I'd decided that we'd rest here for tonight and tomorrow before heading out again. She was pushing herself to hard, worried that something would happen to her brother if she did not find him quick enough. Family ties, they could be a bitch sometimes. I smirked, there was so much truth in that simple statement.

Watching out further,  I saw evidence of human movement and watched as they traveled under cloak of darkness. Smart. At least they were finally starting to smarten up. But as I watched longer, I saw the unmistakable sign of my own kind, the evolved. They were bringing up the rear, it was an encompassment of three. They moved as a stealth machine.

Zane watched as one lifted his head, like catching a scent and immediately his eyes cast upward to our position. I waved as a salute, one lion to another. Even from here, I saw him flash his canines and smile. A short wave his goodbye and they continued onward in their travels. We were not alone, not by far. But the creatures in the daylight, sought to take all of the that away from us, and the humans. Until only they remained. We would keep pressing on, and we'd never let them win.

Copyright 2014, Aelfwynn MacGregor, AMB

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