One Survivor

39 'Ava'

"Creeps coming in!" Zayne called out form the tops of the gates and they opened fire.

He ran down the stairs and slipped out of the community with Kiana and Quinn, "I told you we shouldn't have turned on the lights" Quinn told him, "Hombre estúpido" (Stupid Man), she muttered under her breath and loaded her gun.

There were about ten to fifteen Creeps coming their way and with their weapons they knew they'd be fine. They were about to open fire, but they saw the bodies at the back begin to drop, one by one collapsing to the ground, it was dark, and they could barely see what was happening.

They saw a figure jump onto one of the Creeps' backs and rapidly stabbing it in the head. They watched the figure trip up another and then punch the last one across the face, throwing a knife into the one on the ground's face while snapping the other's neck.

The three of them stood dumbfounded, staring at the figure who was breathing heavily and walking to them.

Ava threw her knife on the ground in front of the three people before her, "Sup, I'm Ava" she gave a small wave before falling to the ground due to going three days without food or water and walking for almost a week and a half.

Zayne caught the girl just in time and watched her eyes close, "Zayne look at her arm!" Kiana held up her gun at the girl when her eyes landed on the bite on her arm.

"She's bit. ¿Está muerta?" (She's dead?) Quinn kneeled down next to Zayne and checked her pulse, she looked up at him and her eyes widened, "She's fine, steady pulse, she's just... exhausted" Quinn exhaled, there had been rumors of this girl and now she was here, living proof that there is an immune.

"So what do we do?" Kiana slowly lowered her gun but still glared at the unconscious woman in Zayne's arms.

Zayne sighed and scooped the girl up in his arms, her head tilted back all the way with her arms dangling down at her sides, "Patch her up and send her on her way" Zayne told them.

"But Zayne this girl is a genuine imm—" Kiana started but Zayne glared at her and stared down at the smaller woman.

"Don't forget who makes the calls" he warned her, Kiana had always been slight jealous of how Zayne ran things, but she tried to push those thoughts out of her head.

"Si lo mato, ¿Estaría a cargo?" (If I kill him, would I be in charge?) Quinn muttered to herself when the other two walked away.

Ava suddenly felt alive again, like her whole body had hit reset and she was more alive now than ever, she gently opened her eyes to see a gun pointed at her head, I take it back, she thought to herself. "So you're the immune" Zayne continued to point the gun to her head.

"Wow, word travels far?" she raised her brow.

"Why would you come here? We're sending you out at sunrise" he ordered.

Ava let out a deep sigh, "Shame, I was just getting comfy" she then moved her hands vigorously to hear the rattle of the chain that were tying her down to the chair.

"How did you get here?" he asked her.

Ava gulped, well it all started when I had to kill my dear mother then an innocent girl which in turn landed me the position of the legendary immune, and my boyfriends uncle, total shit by the way, tried to use me as a human blood bag but it didn't work then I thought my boyfriend was dead but he was alive for four years then he died then I lost the kid I had basically raised through this thing and how could I forget, my brother died saving me because these assholes got mad at us for 'Overflowing their barn'. Though this lady Freya who was part of that group saved me until I left to go off on my own and maybe have my own little montage but hey life's not perfect and now I'm here, she thought about saying all of that but—

"Interesting, sorry about the montage" Zayne lowered the gun.

Right, so she did say all of that out loud, oh well, truths bound to come out sooner or later, "Mm hm, totes... untie me?" she raised her brow.

Zayne huffed but started loosening the chains, "I'm sorry, about your family" he told her almost like a whisper, just as the chains dropped Ava leaped out of her seat and grabbed Zayne's knife in one swift motion then pinning him up against the wall with the knife against his throat and her hand gripping his wrist against the wall.

"This'll look good in the montage" Zayne gulped but didn't let the fear seethe through him.

Ava scoffed, "Listen, I'm not gonna kill you unless I have to, or if I'm bored. But I need you to get me a vehicle and a gun" she told him.

"What's wrong with the knife?" he quirked his brow up and she rolled her eyes before pressing the knife deeper into his neck, "We were gonna let you go anyway we just wanted to patch you up" he said in one go, unable to take a breath.

Ava's grip loosened, "Really?" she tilted her head, "Sorry, normally when I wake up and I'm tied up I assume I'm being held hostage, you'd be surprised by how many times it's happened" she lowered the knife completely and took a step back, slowly letting go of his wrist.

"I'm Zayne by the way, and I think you actually cut me" he felt the small patch of blood on his throat, he glanced down at her. She was different now, her hair was tied back neater, she was clean and wearing a white vest that revealed a scar most likely from a bullet wound on her shoulder. She had a bite mark on her wrist and arm that he was already aware about, one of them looking older than the other. She was in dark blue jeans and black boots; Quinn had dressed her, and she made a right choose because the outfit fitted her perfectly.

Ava clicked her fingers in front of Zayne's face, and he blinked before adjusting his gaze, Ava knew he was staring, and she thought it was funny. She had also looked him up and down but didn't take as much time as he did, he had messy blond hair and light brown eyes, freckles were scattered across his face just like she had. He was in a black shirt with a green jacket on and blue jeans, he had a gun holder on his leg and knife holder on his hip where she had taken the knife from him.

"So can I go or..." Ava folded her arms and motioned to the door he was standing in front of.

Zayne thought for a moment, yes, they were going to let her go. But something came over him when he shoved her back into the chair and quickly tied her back up, "Zayne, what the fuck?!" she squirmed in the chair when he finished and tried to kick him back.

Ava went into full kill mode when he grabbed her foot, she used the other and slammed it into his hip making him release her, she wrapped her legs round his waist and pulled him close, managing to fall back and the chair broke making the chains lose enough for her to crawl out of.

She moved just enough to get out of them and wrap her arms around his neck, using it as leverage to kick her knee up and hit him in the groin. She moved to her side and elbowed him, he fell back, and she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and moving one hand to the ground at the side of his head. She used her other hand to grab the knife and raise it up in the air.

Zayne quickly grabbed her wrist with one hand and using the other to grab the hand beside his head, flipping the over and slamming her hand repeatedly on the ground tills he dropped the knife. "You put up a fight for a..." he heavily breathed, his face hovering above hers.

"Twenty-seven-year-old? Yeah it gets better" she smirked before wrapped her legs round his waist, catching him off guard and getting one hand free, she punched him across the face and watched him roll off her, she ran for the door, but Zayne was fast.

He spun her round and used one hand to pin both of hers above her head then using his free hand to finally grab his gun and point it under her chin. "Thought you said I could leave?" Ava gasped for air and tried to control her breathing.

"Changed my mind" he told her.