Humanity's Last Hope.

Chapter 1: How am I alive?!

How did it come to this? I think to myself as I take a drag of a cigarette that I took from a corpse. I flick the cigarette onto an unsuspecting zombie's head. I rip out my crowbar from a scavenger that picked a fight with me. While I was taking a smoke break, a zombie crawled onto the pile of rubble that I was smoking on.

"Can't I have a moment to accept my death?!!"

I shout as I crush the zombie's head with my boot. A Yeller screams out to the sky. Great.

"Bring it on! I'll kill you all!  I won't go down that easily!"

I shout as I crush another zombie's head while it shambles towards me. A Leaper tries to jump on me, little did it know, I was prepared. I stepped backward, nearly slipping due to a small puddle of blood and I raise my leg and slam it as hard as I can into its fragile spine. I can see the bone fragments scatter across the rubble that I stand upon. A zombie groans in agony while it limps up-to me. I take a swing at the zombie trying to lunge at me. The crowbar smashes into its right arm and breaks the bone. It howls in pain.    I use my crowbar to push it back into the horde of bloodthirsty zombies. As I take my pistol out of its holster I see a Licker skulk around. Another Leaper tries to pounce onto me. I see it fly through the air and land right in front of me. Just pop it in the head. I push it back and put a round in its face. Keep going. You still have work to do. I kick a zombie back and smash its face with my pistol. I shoot off my remaining magazine into the unrelenting hoard. The Licker shoots its tongue at me. It wraps it's tongue around me and starts to drag me into the horde, I try to break free but I can't.

“No! NO! NO!!!”

A Leaper sees an opportunity for a free kill and leaps into me from an adjacent rooftop. It utilizes it's it's claws to tear into my chest and I let out a bloodcurdling scream. The horde is approaching, I close my eyes for the last time and I hear an eerily familiar voice.

”John, wake up...  Wake up... WAKE THE FUCK UP!!”

"Jesus Christ! Okay, okay! I'm up!" I say in a semi-shout without opening my eyes.

As I open my eyes, I see the love of my life. Susie Marks.

"What's up?" I say hiding my confusion.

"It's almost time for school." She says.

I look at her outfit. She is dressed in a black hoodie, some blue jeans, and a pair of running shoes. I let out a sigh.

"Got it. I'll go get ready."

I get up from my comfortable bed and limp to the bathroom. I close and lock the door.

"What the hell happened? How the fuck am I alive?" I say in confusion.

I take a look at my face.

"No scars or bruises," I lift up my blue T-shirt. "so there is a scar where that Leaper slashed me."

I wash my face and brush my teeth.

“Screw it, I can question my survival later."

"But first, I have to get ready for the horde."

I put on deodorant.

"But this time, I know how to fight back. I can't let them down. Not this time."

This is my second chance, I'm not wasting it.