M.Y.G. ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE

Company

I walked slowly but steadily through the ally making sure to make no noise. If I make any sort of noise they could find me.

Let me start with details. My name is Y/N. I am a 15 year old girl, who is now on her own. A year ago scientists discovered a new monster, which they called a Zombie. We've had monsters like this before but, this is different. No body knows how to get rid of them. Vampires you just need to carry around a bit of garlic, which I have in my pocket right now. Demons, salt. Ect.....

But with the Zombies, no body really knows. So we continue to run for our lives, carrying guns in our bags, knives, and other murder weapons.

I've been running low on bullets lately, so I've had to use my knife. A knife is a bit harder to use, because you have to be closer to them unless you throw it, but if you throw it you have a chance of missing and then you just have to hope you can run faster than them.

I used to have family around but, my dad got bitten by a Zombie, my mother got stabbed and robbed of her supplies, sister killed her self. She figured she would rather die then have to live in a world like this which I don't blame her. So pretty much I'm on my own right now. I kinda wish I had some company but we don't always get what we want.

Back to talking about weapons, I hope someone leaves there supplies laying around so I could steal there stuff. I mean I have to survive to so.....

I continued to sneak through the ally, dodging dumpsters and rats that scurried around on the dirty wet floor.

Water dripped from drain pipes making a plop sound as it hit the ground. I made it to the end of the ally and looked around the empty street for anything that looks odd or out of place.

I saw movement on the side of a building across the street so I jumped back a little bit. Although I should run right here and now, I really need some more supplies and if that's a human I could try to snatch theirs.

I carefully dashed across the street moving out of the way or crashed cars sitting in the middle. I sniffed the air for the scent of the zombie but I couldn't smell anything.

Yes, Zombies have a certain smell so you can tell if they're near you but you have to stand there and smell the air for minute because the smell is so light. Some people bring dogs along with them, so the dog can tell them when it's coming.

I walked around the building peeking over the side of it. I saw a boy, probably not to much older than me, with a small fire going to keep him warm. I look to the side of the mysterious boy and saw a small bag. In the pocket of the bag I saw a loaded gun hanging out.

So I figured if I could get close enough to the bag without him noticing I could grab the gun, shoot him, and make a run for it. I mean you gotta do what you gotta do!

But shooting him would be quiet risky. It would make a lot of noise and noise would attract anything lurking in the shadows. Maybe, if I grabbed the gun I could hit him with it, only hard enough to knock him out long enough for me to be long gone.

Yeah. That's what I'll do.

I slowly creep closer and closer to him picking my feet high off the ground to the don't make any noise.

I inched closer to the bag almost having my hands on the gun when my foot scuffed the ground.

SHIT.

The boy jumped up yanking the knife from his pocket, turning around and pointing the tip at me.

I put my hands in the air quickly to show him I'm not harm. I set my bag down beside me and he just looked at me.

The boy was quite attractive. He had dyed blond hair, but you could see dark brown growing back at the roots, tan skin, but not to tan, and a small scrawny figure with a little bit of muscle.

He slowly took the knife down, holding it by his side, and he squinted his eyes.

"Where you trying to steal my stuff?" He asked looking from me to his bag. He bent down and pulled his bag closer to him. I didn't say anything back, I just kept my eyes on him.

In a world like this, you can't show fear. It's kill or be killed. The weak and fearful ones get killed, while the killers live. Live or die. It's a scary thing but it's true. Only you can decide which one your gonna be.

He watched me warily watched me. He looked like he debated on killing me or running from me. "What's your name?"

I raised my eyebrows, and he giggled. "Huh?"

"Name."

"My name is Y/N. Yours?" I asked hesitantly not to sure if we was trust worthy. He still had the knife in his hand. "Yoongi."

"Ok Yoongi. Ummmm..... could you put down the knife?" I said slowly bring my hands down to my sides. He looked down to his hand with the knife, laughing before dropping it on the ground.

We stood there for a second not sure if we could trust each other. "Where you heading?"

"Not sure. I think I'm just gonna keep moving for the rest of my life." I answered looked down to the wet floor.

All of a sudden I smelled it. The Zombie stench. And it was close. Yoongi must have smelled it too because he started looking around frantically. He quickly blew out the fire and picked up his bag and knife. I got my knife out, backing up closer to him. We where now back to back looking around, searching for anything.

"Ughhhaa." We heard a muffled groan. The hair in my arms and neck stood up. Yoongi an I both slowly looking up and saw a Zombie hanging off the edge looking down at us. "Holy shit." Yoongi said before rushing off away from me. I ran the other way around the building and met up with him again in the street. By now the Zombie has jumped off the roof, and slowly walked closer to us.

Yoongi grabbed my hand and we both raced down the street, being careful not to slip. The Zombie was now running behind us, very closely. We tried to run faster when Yoongi got yanked from my hand.

I looked back and saw him trying to get out of the Zombies grip. I grabbed my gun using my last bullet, aiming before shooting the Zombie right in the head.

I hurried over to him. Yoongi was on the ground hissing and gripping his arm hard. His skin started to turn blue around a big bite mark. "Oh my god..."

He curled up into a ball gasping for air as if he couldn't breathe. My mother had told me what to do in a situation like this. For my dad it was to late because he was in to much pain to do it himself, and no one was around to do it for him so he died, but there might be some hope for Yoongi.

I quickly yanked his arm up to my mouth sucking on his wound. I sucked up loosen out and spit in onto the ground next to me. If I swallowed it I would probably be dead or something. I put my mouth back on him and sucked more poison out. I did this a few times before I got all of it out.

He sat up and handed me a water bottle, which was only filled up about a quarter of the bottle. I swishes the water in my mouth before spitting it out.

"Thank you..... so much!" He said catching his breath. I took a roller bandage out of my bag and wrapped his arm, carful not to hurt him. "So would you mind sticking around for a while?" He asked as we stood up. "Maybe. It would be nice to have some company."

"Yeah and someone to save our ass." I laughed at his joke and we walked a few miles before stopping.

We climbed a stairwell and made it to the roof of a building where we will sleep for the night. Living like this you don't get to much sleep. So when you get the chance you should take it. I haven't slept in like.... 4 days.

We both took out our blankets and made a nice bedding area. The next thing was surprising because he took a dog out of his bag. OMG.

"Y/N, meet Holly. Min Holly."

I snatched Holly from him and held her close to me. "She's so fluffy!" I ranted and squeezed her.

I set Holly down between Yoongi and I. "Your going to be good to have around." Yoongi said wrapping one of his arms around my shoulder. "Yep your my buddie." I said falling asleep shortly after.