"Run"
That word pretty much described my life for the past three months, I thought.
I heard footsteps and whirled to see Cody running up to me. Cody is fourteen and five eleven with shoulder length brown hair, he had out his M1 Garand and a 9mm was in his hip holster.
"We have to get out of here now." He yelled at me.
We ran through an empty parking lot where empty soda bottles and paper blew around like tumble weeds. We rounded the corner of a low brick building and saw a blood splattered black Toyota Tundra speeding toward us. It slammed on breaks before it could flatten us.
"Get in!" Zack shouted from the driver's seat. Zack is sixteen and about six one and has buzzed black hair, he is also ripped and could probably pick up the truck.
I saw his sawed off twelve gauge on his lap as I scrambled in the passenger seat. Cody jumped in the bed of the truck and in the bolted down swivel office chair I installed last week. He strapped himself in and took aim at a zombie down the street.
That's right. Zombie. Z-O-M-B-I-E. You see, it all started as cure for cancer. Cancer is basically mutated cells causing mitosis, cell division, and resulting in tumors. So one smart scientist made a virus that attacked the cancer and mutated it back. I worked for about a month before the virus turned on the body and transformed it into a zombie. The transformation from when you get bitten takes about six hours to zombifie you.
You could get infected through any bodily fluids of a zombie entering your blood. That is most commonly saliva when they bite you.
Anyways, let's continue on my life. Cody fired a shot that blew the side of the zombie's head off. Zack put the truck in gear and soon we were speeding along a country road in North Carolina. I looked in the cracked mirror at myself.
I am fourteen and five foot five with medium length dark brown hair and I'm pretty lean. My .357 revolver I stole from my dad when the invasion first broke out was on one hip, with my broad sword on the other. My main weapon was usually my Kar98k I stole from a corpse but today I left it at base and instead I had an AK-47. This I stuck out the open window of the tundra and picked off any zombies I saw down the road.
As we took one finale turn and I was on my last magazine, we saw base. "Base" was my good friend Cody's house. The bottom floor windows were boarded up and barred with any scrap metal we could weld. The door was a jumble of welded metal sticking in random directions to keep out zombies.
Cody whistled the loud tune that was our code and a rope ladder dropped down from the second story window.
Zack parked the truck beside the ladder and we jumped out and climbed up.
As soon as we were inside, angelica ran up to embrace Zack. I whirled in disgust and left the room as Cody pulled up the ladder.
I went down the stairs and into the living room where Kayla, Caleb, Jessica, and Brianna sat in chairs watching Jaws.
"Hey," Caleb said, "where did y'all go?"
"Supply run on Wal-Mart," I answered, "where's Justin?"
"On the roof."
"Sniping?"
"Yeah."
"Ok," I said as I sat down next to Kayla, "anyone sleepy?"
"Yes." The group answered back.
"Thought so, I'll take first watch." I said as I climbed up stairs and out the window to another rope ladder hanging from the roof. I climbed it and saw Justin lying on his belly with his eye pressed to the scope of a 30-06 hunting rifle.
"Hey," I said, "you can go back in now I'm up for first watch"
"Alright," he replied, "I'll take fifth watch tonight"
"Goodnight." I said as he ducked his head below the edge of the roof.
The watch was uneventful. I only got to take out two zombies before I headed back inside and woke up Zack.
Once I laid down in my sleeping bag with a snoring Caleb on my left and the bed on my right, I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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So how do you like the first part of my story? Please comment cause this is my first story and I need ideas. If I use someone's idea they left a comment about, I will give them credit. So help me!
