Its better to be alone, than in bad company.
I made my way quietly around the outskirts of Rentz Ga, shotgun tightly gripped in my right hand, and reins in the left leading the way of my surefooted quarter horse Texx, my Doberman, Daxx, close to our side. These were the only Freinds I had left since the outbreak had occured eight months ago while my parents were on vacation in Hawii where I hoped they still remained, safe from the infection. Unfortunatly there was no way to find out if they survived or not, the day that our world turned dark all wireless devices became usless as did anything that required electricity. I however lived on a farm in Georgia, and in all of our farm equipment I managed to find a gas powered generator, and as long as I didnt have to many things on one cord, I managed to keep my horse trailer powered up. Thats where Ive lived the past 8 months, locked away into my barn in a horse trailer, fully equipped with a queen sized bed that I shared with Daxx, an oven, microwave, half bath, a couch and a dining booth for four. It also has enough cabinet space to supplie me and Daxx with food, when we venture into town to get supplies, and that was regularly.
Down the road at the small-town gracery store I rode up behind the dumpsters where the grass grew uncontrollably. I hopped off texx and tightened the straps on my backpack.
Clutching the gun for all I was worth, lucky for me, my daddy taught me to shoot at a very young age, Im a very skilled hunter with almost any wepon, close and long range. Although I dont know if killing the infected count as hunting. Texx began to graze in the tall grass, even though he looked peacfull I can tell by the way he holds his ears that he is on high alert for any of the flesh munching monsters that aimlessly rome the ghost town. Daxx is alway my eyes and ears, from the time he was a small pup to now he has always been very protective of me, now it is to my atvantage that I have a 130lb guard dog on duty 24/7. I round the corner to the demolished remains of what use to be Garrys Grocery. Daxx hops inside through the broken window, sniffing here and there, I step in behind him, carefull not to cruch the glass and alert the undead. Heading straight to the canned goods I begin snatching vieanna sausages, baked beans, peas, pineapple, and a few other canned goods; stuffing them into my bag I hear a low growl and immidiatly my muscles tense, I swiftly pick the wepon up onto my shoulder and take aim towards the noise, stealthily walking carefull to avoid anything thats gonna cause a racket, I lean out around the messy isle. I see Daxx in a position similar to that of a lion stalking its prey. Then I see it, the midless body of an elderly woman limping down the main isle with most of her face missing, dragging her nearly severed leg behind her, she obviously suffered from an attack, most likely by one of her own. Its almost sad to see such a soulless crerature still roaming the earth. I stride quietly up behind it and sink my survival knife deep into her decomposing scull. She doesnt screech, she doesnt flail, she just falls limply to the ground with a thud. Daxx sniffs the thing and wags his docked tail in approval. "Thanks bud, I owe ya one." I say to him before he trots off in a different direction. I go back to doing what I was doing. I grab everything I can carry in one bag and head back towards the exit, I grab a case of water and throw them up on my shoulder. As soon as my feet hit the pavement Im on high alert for any sounds or movement. Daxx appears beside me sniffing and padding softly on the cement. I start back to texx, when Im just a bout to round the corner something snatches me backwards causing a my head to hit the hard pavement with a thud. My vision becomes speckled as the man drags me toward one of the nearby houses, "Daxx" I wimper in a small voice still stunned by the blow to my head. "DAXX!" I scream once I realize that its no zombie attack, this is a human, a survivor. 'What does he want with me' I thought to myself kicking and swinging for all i was worth. The attack caused me to drop my weapon behind me. The strange man snatches me up with ease by the collar of my button up pulling me to his face anly inches away, "Shut up or I'll spill your guts all over this highway and feed you to the zombies you little bitch" He breathes heavily in my face. I take in his features,hes probaby 30 or so, he has light brown hair and green eyes, hes growna rugged beard and he has a scar going across his left eye of what looks like fingernail slashes. He lingers there in my face giving me the opportunity to speak. "What do you want with me?" I ask hesitantly. "I havnt seen a woman in three months, im not gonna let the only one left pass by, you should be fun to have around" He grimmaced in my face, I shuddered knowing exactly what he meant by 'fun'. "Let me go now." I said as sternly as a 19 year old girl could. He just chuckled darkly under his breath and drug me along behing him like some dioriented puppy. I kicked him hard in the calf causing him to swear loudly and shove me to the ground, I punched him in the nose and began to punch and kick like a crazed person. He finally got a hold on my legs and snatched me beneath his weight putting his knee into my ribs, He held both wrists with one hand as I thrashed as much as I still could, wich wasnt much. "Your gonna pay for that slut." He said coldly as he used his free hand to snatch my plaid open revealing my sports bra, a drop of warm blood driped from the mans face onto my now bare chest, "STOP!" I screamed causing him to dig his knee further into my ribcage untill something made a sick cracking noise. I screamed in pain, realizing that my life was minutes from ending I let out one more agonizing plea for help. A shot rang out from somewhere very closeby, the mans head snapped up in confusion and looked around aimlessly for the origin of the shot fired. "I believe the girl said to let her go." A mans calm voice boomed. "Yeah, well who the fuck asked you?" The man snapped back now standing over me. What the hell is going on, one minute im counting my blessings, the next someones shooting a gun. I looked over to where the new stranger is speaking from, he's tall at about 6 feet, maybe early to mid twenties, he has a muscular build, with dark skin and hair, but even from the distance I notice his peircing blue eyes. I slowly sit up and scoot away from my attacker. "Leave now and I'll spare your life." The man says confidently as he aims the pistole at the villan. "whatever you can have the whore. for now." The man spits back as he runs away, and out of the bushes Daxx lunges for the mans arm and sinks his sharp fangs into the forearm of the creep. He let out a blood curdling scream and fell to the ground, Daxx snapping at his throat. "Down Daxx!" I yelled sternly. He released the man and ran to my side, the man scrambled up and ran as fast as he could into the safetly of the neighborhood. I tried to gain the stregnth to get to my feet before any of the undead came running at the sound of all the comotion. "Hold on now, let me help you." My savior said as he coolely strode to where I sat. Daxx began to snarle and show his teeth. "Im fine." I said to daxx in hopes of calming him. The man lifted me from the ground with ease. I pulled at my torn shirt, trying to cover myself from feeling so exposed, I didnt realize how bad I was trembling untill he held his hand out to greet me, "Dawson" He said "Umm.. Rylie." I said back, as I extended my shaking hand. "You really shouldnt be alone out here, your gonna get yourself killed." His comment rubbed me the wrong way, I felt completely capable of handling myself, Im still alive arent I? " Im doing just fine on my own." I snapped. "I can see that." He said smirking. I walked over to where I had first been attacked and leaned down to pick up my shotgun. I yelped in pain when I bent over, the pain radiating from my ribs was almost more than I could handle. I felt dizzy from the sudden stress on my body, I grabbed the wall for support. "You dont look so good, let me help you." He said calmly. "Im fine, I'll be ok." I said assuringly. Before I knew it I was seeing little speckles, then blackness. I felt a pair of strong arms catch me before I hit the pavement.
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The Dead Are Among Us
Science FictionThis story is about a 19 year old girl named Rylie, she survives the first wave of zombies with the help of her horse Texx, and her Doberman Daxx. She wonders to town for supplies only to find herself under Attack, that's when Dawson Jacobs an ex ma...