Apocalypse

The shooter

{??? POV}

It's been 5 fucken years since this God damn zombie outbreak and its pissing me off! How I'm even alive is fucken lame! I was supposed to be dead but I survived, I'm the only one known to survive an explosion and zombie bites, that's how my immunity started to be fair, a God damn explosion...let me explain and go way back to 4 years ago.

~4 years ago~

I was running, running from zombies chasing me, 10 of them after me and my God where they fast they must of been newly bitten for em to move like that but lucky for me I was fast, back before all this viruses zombie shit I was an athlete, I was flexible, strong and fast, I did many things which were great for this even summer camps that taught us to live just from the woods and animals so this was ok for me, for others? Not so much. I was great at mountain climbing to so I was able to climb anything if it was sturdy enough for my equipment.
I ran Into an old power plant, it looked like it hadn't been used or anything for even longer then the apocalypse maybe. I slammed the door and baricated it with anything that was close by and sighed in relief but u sighed to early when I heard zombies coming up from behind me. I grabbed my knife from my pocket quickly and slashed through that thick green head of it, and when I say green, I mean fucken green, it was glowing! I've never seen a zombie like that before, I shook my head of the thought of that weird ass thing and looked around with a now small gun in hand and a flash light checking any corners my way. Nothing.
It was unusual, theres never just one zombie so I was on high alert obviously.
Let me make this clear though, I havent seen another human for 5 years, not since I mercied my parents, I couldnt go through that again even if I hated my mum with all my guts. I just wanted this to end, I hated people but the world was just so dark now, to dark. I sighed and walks around the entire place and yet...no Z's. Oh right, sometimes I call zombies Z's because it's easier at times even though I didn't have anyone to speak to about that, damnit maybe I should've been more sociable before all this crap, I don't even know if there is any more humans alive.

The day slowly faded and I was getting ready to hit the hay. I was fed, watered and shattered from today's journey, and in here I should be ok, I'm not a heavy sleeper so if I hear a noise I'll immediately wake up. I then closed my eyes and started to drift off.
It was the middle of the night when I heard bubbling, I opened my eyes and looked around before slowly rising to my feet grabbing my amo bag and stuff.
I held the torch underneath the gun walking around slowly until seeing a green glow at a door. I walked towards it slowly and leaned my back against the door and pushed it back quickly stepping inside and looking around for any Z's. Still nothing but steam of some sort. I slowly put my hands down and looked behind me while walking forwards until I reached the edge. I leaned over slightly looking into a pool of green liquid.
"What tf is this?!" I said to myself.
I just stared down into the tins full of bubbly liquid before I was knocked out of my daze by alarms and the ground shaking causing me to jump slightly almost tipping over into the liquid but caught my balance. I looked around in panick and confusion until I sore gas tanks or meters of some sort. I ran over and looked at them all to see that is was over heating, I panicked and tried resolving it myself but it was to late. Before I knew it, I was in the air...falling to my death and my eyes slowly closing down on me, believing that this was the end I let a single tear escape my tearless eyes never once doing it before not even when I shot my parents, only thing I felt was guilt. Just how selfish can I be?

I woke up to a bright light and zombies eating at my flesh, my eyes were widened and I squirmed around. Grabbing the closest thing next to me, I hit them around the heads killing each one of them in seconds. 'What the hell happend to me!? Y was I not dead!?' I thought to myself at the time, I was freaked out and scared, I've never been like this before. I looked around panicked and digged through the rubble of the power plant until I found my bag, lucky not ruined. I grabbed it and made a run for it.

That day...was the day I realised I was different. That I was immune. That I was the only hope for any human kind left. Oh how that sucked! But! I still continued to shoot those motherfuckers cause that's what I do the best

~present day~

That's how I became this fucken undead person or whatever shit, Z's following me day in and day out. I couldnt sleep without atleast one staring down at me. It was creepy. No matter where I was there where damn Z's but I refused to believe I was one of them, I couldnt be one of them brain eating freaks! But...I was scared I would become one, one day, I just hoped that day wasnt close.

{Kirishimas POV}

Me and my group of friends; Mina,denki and sero where looking for supplies in many places only finding a few bits but a few is better that none, if we couldnt find anymore by next week we would have to move to a different town or somethin and that would be a pain after all, theres more zombies compared to the start. I sighed and we re-grouped before heading back until we were swarmed by zombies, to many for us to handle. I believed it was the end for us, oh how UNmanly I was being, I must off been pathetic huddling up close to my friends. That was, until a few was shot down and then all of them just laying there. Dead as a zombie. Bullets in their heads perfectly In the middle. There was more survivors out here, I knew it!. I looked around hoping to find are saviour only to see a figure ontop of a building run away but of course, we followed.

The person who saved us was pretty fast but lucky for me before this started I was a football player in my school, the best of the best so I had some speed to my feet thou I was still lacking some speed compared to him. He was jumping roof to roof not once falling or anything. Pretty impressive. But survivors!? I hadn't seen another human out on their own in years! New meat, new friends! I was smiling like an idiot to myself but before I knew it, he was gone. We had no chose but to go back.

Once we arrived back at the school, yes school, it was built for this to happen...sorta. It was impossible to break into, especially with the great guarding we have. I went into my room after telling Aizawa, are leaders about the guy who saved us before coming here and putting my weapons in the cupboard safely. I layed down and stared at my ceiling thinking of the man who saved us. I was thankful someone was there, and I was thankful he had a very gud aim! Haha. And with that, I closed my eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

{??? POV}

I couldn't believe it! They was real humans! Not zombies but REAL life breathing beans! And I saved them! Y!? Y did I care if they where eaten or not? Should that matter to me? Damnit! When I shot them all and noticed him looking my way, I panicked and ran but they followed and my God was that red head fast! I've never had someone catch up to me before, I was grateful he wasnt on the roofs. I managed to escape after a bit of running, I was scared to talk to another human after all these years, after all I didnt have every gud social skills and I didnt want them to know about me, worst of all, I was afraid if I became friends with them that one day I would have to mercy them, I couldnt put myself through that again, never. U may think I'm mercying the Z's but I'm not, I'm just killing them cause their in my way or I'm bored, what else do u want from me? It's a zombie apocalypse damnit. I sighed in annoyance and laid back "another damn night in a tree, on a cold night at worst to" I curled up and closed my eyes soon drifting into a light slumber.