In denial//clexa-lexarke an

Hope

Elyza Lex had been on her own for quite some time now. She had been alone far before the Zombie Apocalypse and she was used to it. In fact, the only difference now was the she actually got to put her fighting skills to good use and beat the crap out of Zombies which she enjoyed very much. She would have enjoyed it more if she could have shown off her skills to a pretty girl, but it was hard to find those around as of late. Either way, she kept on moving. She had held her own so far, she didn't need anyone else.

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Alicia Clark was everything but used to what her life had become. Fearing for her life and constantly escaping the walking dead. She felt unequipped to handle it all, but she had been thrown into it and there was no alternative now. She remembered having plans for her future back in high school, she had her whole life planned out really; she was going to go to college, graduate, find a job she loved, and then marry her boyfriend and maybe have a nice family. She was going to be happy. But all that was gone now and she had no chance of getting it back, no chance of any real happiness in the midst of an apocalypse. She knew that, but in her naivety, she continued to hope that maybe one day she could be happy.

Her family had been on the move for quite some time now and though she had always loved the idea of traveling the world, this was not what she had in mind. She wanted to stop moving, but that was not an option. Every now and then, they would find some place that seemed safe, they would stay there for a long time, up to months; and for a while, Alicia would tell herself it would all go back to normal. Then, it was time to move again when the dead came to their doorstep.

This was their life now, but at least she had her family: her mom Madison, her brother Nick, her stepfather Travis and stepbrother Chris, and some people she might even dare call friends: Ofelia and her father Daniel Salazar, and then there was Victor Strand, who had been helping them for a while. So at least she had them in all this mess, that was, until a day ago.

They had stopped in a compound they found for some supplies, and though they were usually on the lookout, the dead had taken them by surprise this time. They barely had any time to go to pack up the supplies they needed before loading their trucks, but Alicia was unaware of the situation. She had wandered off on a bike thinking the area was safe.

She loved biking, it made her feel free. She even had her IPod on and she almost let herself enjoy the moment until she realized she had been out for a while and it was time to go back. As she headed back, however, she found dozens of Zombies and she couldn't move past them. If she tried to go back that way, she knew she would be killed so she had to keep going the opposite way, away from her family. She was pedaling as fast as she could to find a way to maybe go around the zombies but she found no way but forth since they were coming from every side. She biked for what felt like hours and then she glanced back to see how close they were but the moment she did, she ran into an open door of an abandoned car and flew off the bike. She was dragged along the concrete from the force of the hit.

It hurt bad. She was in a lot of pain and unable to move as she saw the dead moving closer and closer. She was on the verge of passing out, until she saw blonde locks of hair moving swiftly. She couldn't quite make out who it was but it was certainly someone who was not dead. She could only see their back as they yelled out Karate sounds like "ha!" and "Hi-yah" as the woman (she could tell it was a woman from her curvy physique) relentlessly shot at the zombies while simultaneously fighting them with impressive moves. And in a matter of seconds, all the zombies near her had dropped and the last thing Alicia saw was the blonde approaching her with a smile on her face. And then pitch black.