The year is 2027. December 21. The world didn't come to an end like the Mayans predicted, but people and things have changed drastically in the last 15 years. My name, Kendall Marie Carter. I'm 17 living in a city of what use to be called, LA. Now, it's just a place of survival where the creatures called zombies, and us survivors live.
My parents? Dead. My mother and father died 2 years after my birth from protecting me. I don't recall at all what happened to them because I was so young. They left me under ruble, and a woman named Marie found me and gave me her middle name. I don't even remember my name.
I miss Marie so much. She went out one night to find food when I was 7 and never came back that night. She left me with her 8 year old son, Craig. He's like an older brother to me. He has my back and I have his. He's my security and my source to comfort. The thing is I don't know how much longer it'll be until one of us turn into them, but we tend to stay positive.
Currently, me and Craig are walking down the middle of the street called Sunset BLVD. The zombies don't come out from the time the sun is 8 o'clock east till 6 o'clock west. Even during those hours, we still have to be alert at all times. Those who've survived are so alert and paranoid, that they'll shoot at anything. We always keep our guns and rifles with us at all times.
"Ken, do you see that?" Craig asked
"See what?"
"That.....behind the car?" He said taking his gun off of safety. "Stay here while I go look."
I stood there doing exactly what Craig told me to do. As he was moving closer to whatever he was talking about, I realized it had a figure. A human figure.
"Craig! It's a survivor!" I yelled
"Kendall be quiet!" He said while moving closer to the person. Knowing Craig, he'll shoot at anything before he even finds out what it is. He's even killed two survivors by following his "instincts". If you ask me, he has no good instincts.
"Craig put the gun away!"
"Kendall I'm telling you one last time to shutup!" He said getting annoyed. When he killed those two survivors, he got a little more alert and also got more paranoid, annoyed, and frustrated a lot faster than before.
I was still standing where I was positioned like I was the for the first five minutes. I tried to examen the figure I was seeing. I didn't see any girl parts on them so I assumed he was a boy. I looked at his hair. They were...twisted? Like a puzzle but nice looking. I couldn't really get a good look at his face because it was shady where he was standing. I ran up to Craig and tackled him, making him shoot at the ground.
"What the fuck Kendall!?" He minor yelled
"You were about to kill him dumbass!" I said while pointing at the boy running away.
Craig pushed me off his back and ran after the boy. I wasn't hesitant to run after Craig.
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We've been running for what seemed like ten minutes straight down the street. Craig was being stupid and shooting at the boy. He dodged the bullets and ran into a building. I grabbed Craig by his jacket and pulled him back.
"What are you doing?!? You know zombies live in dark buildings." I told him.
Craig shook me off and went walking back in the street. Jerk much? Sorry for trying to save your life.
"Craig what the hell is your problem?" He was really pissing me off this morning.
"My problem? My problem is you! You always wanna save those other survivors when you don't even know them Kendall! You don't know what they'd do in the future so why the fuck would you trust them?"
"I'm sorry....I'm just trying to help save your life." I whispered. I guess he heard because he pulled me into a hug.
"No, I'm sorry sis. I'm just a little out of it and hungry."
I forgot we hadn't eaten since yesterday mid day. It's hard to find food without attacking others for it.
"But we'll find something okay? One more thing, stop calling me Craig. It sounds so....annoying. From now on call me Prod, short for Prodigy."
"Why? You aren't that smart." I said smiling
"I am when it comes to protecting you." C- I mean Prodigy said. I love him for that.
I came out of the hug and grabbed his hand. We started walking down the street again until I heard someone say "Hey...." in a low but deep voice.
"Prod....did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" He stopped and listened. "Ken, stop playing. And come on."
I didn't wanna say anything so I just went along with him. Until I heard it again. This time Prod also heard it. He pulled me behind his back pulled his gun out and loaded it. There's always smog in LA now, so it was pretty hard to see anything more than 15 feet away even with the sun.
"Who are you?" Prodigy asked
The figure just kept walking. It started coming closer to us so Prod pointed his gun at the figure. In the blink of an eye, I heard a gun fire and Cra- Prod yell in pain. He dropped to the ground holding his leg.
"Kendall.....leave. " He managed to say while wincing.
"I'm not leaving you!" I said while holding his head. I really don't know how to protect us right now because I have no idea how to work a gun and I'm not as strong when it comes to fighting someone.
The dark figure kept walking towards us, so i took off my top layer shirt (Don't worry. I wear 3 shirts) and tied it tightly around Prodigy's leg. He gripped my arm trying not to focus on the intense pain he was feeling. By the time I had finished the figure was standing next to me. He was a boy with short and curly hair. His face though...all I can say is that he looked like an angel. Minus the dirt on his face and torn clothes. I took the boy by his left foot and made him loose balance causing him to fall. I got on top of him and pinned his arms above his head.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!" I yelled at him. In response all I got was a deep chuckle. What the hell does he have to laugh for? He could have killed my brother.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" I said with tears in my eyes. Not because I was upset or sad, but it was because I was angry.
While Prod was groaning and wincing in pain, the dude was constantly giggling. Gay much?
"My names Chresanto but I prefer Roc." He said
"Answer my first question....Chresanto." I said in his face.
"Look, if I didn't shoot him he would have shot me. Correct?"
I looked over at Prod and then back at Chresanto. He was right so I got off of him to go back and help my brother.
"Kendall watch out!!!" Prod yelled
'Roc' was pointing his gun at me about to pull the trigger until the boy, me and Prod chased from earlier, tackled him by rolling over and tossing his gun towards me.
I picked it up and aimed it at the boys tussling back and forth on the black concrete.
"Quit it before I shoot one of you." I said but they obviously weren't listening to me because they were still wrestling each other.
"Hey!" I said a bit louder, but they didn't stop until "POW" went a gun and a curtal scream.
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Alright my peeps. Im not dead just busy with high school, and life period. Buuuuuut i need
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Now i shall go eat some ice cream xD
