Third Person POV
Ella sits in a small holding cell at 11 pm at night. She can see the darkness of the night outside of a window. She can hear the annoying ticking of a clock on a wall. Although Ella can't see the clock. It is very very annoying. Unlike normal Ella is not in the holding cell alone. Normally the cops would put her in her own cell all by herself. But today a different cop, Most likely someone new. Put her in a holding cell with a random man. The man is a white middle-aged man with a big beer belly.
He has on a white shirt that is stained with sweat, beer, and food. He only has a pair of boxers on and a pair of socks that have holes in them. He reeks of beer and old cheap perfume. He has lipstick kisses on his neck and cheeks. He keeps scratching himself through his boxers. Ella wouldn't be surprised if the man in the cell with her has a couple of different sexual diseases. He has little to no hair. And it seems as though he can not grow facial hair. He looks as if he is a baby in a grown man's body.
Ella snaps out of her thoughts when a cop walks up to the cell and taps on the bars. "So, Ella what are you in here for this time?" The cop asks, smirking. 'If he even tries to touch me I am going to kill him with no mercy' Ella thinks glaring at the cop. "Oh, you know the usual. I beat a man until he was almost dead. And I busted one of his balls." Ella says now smirking herself. Ella can see both the cop and the random man grab their genitals just thinking about how much that would hurt them both.
"He was crying and screaming like a little bitch. You know he sounded just like you did the first time we met. You know when I kicked you in the dick." Ella smirks at the cop. "That was a fun time. Wasnt it?" She asks him. The cop glares at Ella then turns and walks away. Muttering under his breath about how much Ella is a bitch. "Bye Bye Brian" Ella says laughing. The man in the cell with her looks at her like she is crazy. "Your crazy bitch!" The overgrown man baby exclaims to Ella.
Ella smirks and stands up. She walks to the man and watches as he tries to make himself seem smaller. Which was definitely not working. "Say that to my face. I dare you." Ella says as she stands in front of him. The man doesn't say anything as he begins to shake in fear. Ella's smirk grows on her face as she watches a grown man shake at her 5'2" frame. "Come on speak up. Come on!" She says to the man glaring more at him. He just shakes more and begins to cry. At being so close to him Ella can see the bruises on his fists.
She can also see a couple of prison tattoos on his body. "Your in here for beating up a woman? Maybe even a child huh." Elal glares at him more. "Y-yess. I beat my wife and daughter!" The man exclaims as he cries more in fear. "You want to know what I do to men like you?" She asks him. "W-what?" He ass shakily and with fear clear in his voice. "I beat them just as they have done to others. I make them scared to ever raise a fist to anyone ever again. I make sure they can never have kids again." Ella smirks with a fire in her eyes.
The man begins to cry harder and he basically hugs the bars next to him. "But I'm tired right now. So you better just watch your back." Ella says as she turns and goes back to where she was sitting. A small triumphant smile on her face. She sits down and watches out the window as it gets darer. And hears the annoying sound of the clock ticking. And the annoying sound of the secretary's loud typing. It is about another hour or two till there is the sound of gunshots outside the police station and screams following the shots.
The channel on the tv suddenly changes to the news. It is talking about a dangerous infection that has been spreading around. And how people are coming back from the dead. A couple of cops run out with their guns to try to control the situation. As the cops run by one of them trip and fall. That guard accidentally drops his keys as he gets up and runs outside. Ella smirks at her luck as she grabs the keys from the ground. She quickly unlocks the cell door. Walks out and runs to the back room.
Ella grabs a gun with some ammo and her three knives that the cops confiscated. She walks to the back door and opens it a little as she looks outside. Glad for the street lamps. She can see a couple of what she guesses are zombies. Ella puts the gun in the back of her pants. Keeping ahold of her knives she begins to run. Dogging and outrunning the zombies. Keeping out of people's way as they try to kill all the zombies. Some people crying and screaming in sadness or in pain. Ella just has one goal right now.
And that is to get back to her apartment. Which is three miles away. So she has quite the run But as of right now she is glad that she has been doing 5ks since she was 17. All that practice has certainly helped her over the years. Outrunning cops, dogs, and angry men. But now it will come in handy for outrunning zombies. Something Ella never thought would happen but secretly hoped for. Just because she wanted to fall and destruction of the government. Now she will be free. Free of all the people who hurt her. Free of all the cops. Free from everyone but herself.
