Chapter Thirteen: Alicia's POV

29 1 0
                                    

Monday: Day 6

“There's in people simply an urge to destroy, an urge to kill, to murder and rage, and until all mankind, without exception, undergoes a great change, wars will be waged, everything that has been built up, cultivated, and grown will be destroyed and disfigured, after which mankind will have to begin all over again.”

                                -Anne Frank

We were all ready to go now. Karlee and I set off first to find shelter somewhere safe other than Abby's bedroom. We all knew it wouldn't last forever.  I could tell Karlee was reluctant to part with her family but we were close enough for her to be at least comfortable.

"Have any ideas of a good place we could go?" I whispered to Karlee as we snuck between some cars.

"Why are you asking me?" She whispered back following me closely.

I grunted as a response. She was right, asking Karlee was probably the worst idea and just a waste of breath. She probably hadn't even thought about it and just concentrated on following me.

As we inched further out of the crowd of them I thought about places that were the most secure around the area but nothing really came to mind that wasn't already taken over.

The schools were gone; they were probably our biggest hope too. Houses were out of the question seeing as how they can break down any door if they wanted. Gas stations weren't even considered because of their glass doors and billions of windows.

As soon as we got out of the area where all of them were, I grabbed Karlee and pulled her to the side of the road.

"I have an idea. It's not shelter but it's a weapon. It could get rid of a lot of these things if we did it right," I said quietly.

"What is it?" She asked.

"The gas stations! Karlee, all we would have to do is somehow lead as many of them as we could towards the gas stations and blow them up. It'd be easy if we follow a plan!" I shared my suggestion with hope.

Maybe there was a way we could win this. We could gather people and create our own army. Who needed police?

"How do you suppose we do that. I can't do anything if that's what you're thinking," Karlee replied.

"We get more people then. Let's head to my house to get my brothers and Dad, kay?" I answered her.

"Alright.. I guess," She said as we continued walking.

It was quiet on this road, none of them were really to be seen which was odd considering how many of them there were.

My odd feelings were right to be that way, as we reached the top of the road hill I saw what was distracting all of them. There was a group of middle aged women; it looked like there were three, who were screaming for their lives.

"Alicia! Help them! They're going to die!" Karlee shouted.

"Be quiet!" I snapped as I grabbed Karlee's arm and ran to the left of the group of them.

"What are you doing! Aren't you going to help them?" Karlee questioned while trying to take in as much oxygen as she could.

I ignored her. I wanted to help them, I did.

But I couldn't. I couldn't do it. I wasn’t allowed.

"Alicia!" Karlee screamed.

"Karlee! I can't help them, okay! I'm just one pers-" I started shouting back but stopped when she pointed at what she was really talking about.

Those women were already gone.. and we were the next prey.

They were coming after us.

"Holy mother of all, damn it! Karlee run faster!" I shouted.

Karlee couldn't fight, it was all up to me if we couldn't last long enough to out run them and leave them way behind.

At this moment I was just glad we were being invaded by zombies and not something quicker.

As I ran I thought about what I'd do if we couldn't out run them. I only had a bat and one knife. I wouldn't want to use the knife unless it as my last choice. I doubt Karlee could bare the sight of so much blood.

I know I wouldn't have a problem with it though. Killing people was all I ever wanted to do. I wanted to rid the world of competition. I wanted to be the only one left. I wanted to live freely. I wanted everything to be mine and mine alone. I wanted to let Karlee's arm go and leave her to go on alone.

But I couldn't.

Every voice inside my head shouts and screams for it, there are no whispers or soft voices telling me not to. But I didn’t follow my will.

I did what I had to and that was it.

Not what I wanted.

Not what I felt was right.

Just what I had to.

"Alright, we are heading into the woods, Karlee," I said as well as I could so she could know what I said over my heavy breathing.

We must of had been running for at least fifteen minutes, we were both tired. Going into the woods would at least slow them down even more and it would give us a better chance of losing them.

"But I thought we were going to your house?” She questioned as she started to slow down.

“Well we are but we can’t take the road. It’ll exhaust us. Maybe we can find a tree to rest in for a little while too,” I replied.

Karlee nodded her head and followed me into the woods. We both searched for a tree we could climb and they couldn’t - as we slowed down into a jog.

“What about that one?” Karlee questioned as she pointed to a thick tree up ahead of us.

“It’ll do,” I replied and headed for it.

Karlee was the one to go up first. I lifted her up as far as I could as she grabbed the closest branch that was big enough not to break. I pushed her up and climbed up right after her. We went as high as we could so that we’d be further from them.

“Hey Alicia.. what’s going to happen to us?” Karlee asked as she sat on the branch right above me.

“I don’t know Karlee. First things first, we have to protect ourselves or else there won’t really be anything to fight for, y’know?” I replied as I watched them wander around looking for their runaway prey.

“Well what are we going to do if there is no way to stop them?” Karlee asked another question.

“Good question,” I said with a slight chuckle, “Karlee, I don’t know what’s going to happen, who’s going to die, or what the hell even started this but we just need to realize it’s reality, not a dream or a fantasy anymore. This is the Zombie Apocalypse come to life.”

Survival Team: Kill Or Be Killed (**On Hold**)Where stories live. Discover now