HEIRACHY >c.g< (REWRITING)

Chapter 1- Why are you running

So get this I'm running. But what am I running from. The broken down corpses that look like somethin out of a fucking horror movie,

or the kid with the sherifs hat that has been chasing me down for the last five minutes not geting the hint that i want to be left the fuck alone. 

Ok let's backtrack to ten minutes ago when I was hunting.

Why am i hunting you ask, well the world has gone to shit if you didn't get the memo people started craving other people for a diet instead of kale salads and in turn they got them dumb selfs killed and looking like exploded pinatas, but instead of candy you get intestines and a non curable virus.

I'm getting off track here. I'm Amara and you're watching (or reading) my shity life.

If only I had one of them disney wands.

I've been on my own since the start cause the world just had to end on a school day (algebra who) so when i finally got home my dad and uncle were gone, probably looking for me at school and assuming the worst. But i couldn't stay home. So I packed my shit and left.

 So here I am about nine months later (I think) trying to find me some dinner.

Then next thing you know i'm running from a kid my age with a gun and a sheriff's hat trying to convince me to join their group

 “c’mon why won't you join” this kid says in the most winey cracked voice they can muster up.

“Cause i wanna be alone so fuck off!”

“That must be boring” I stop and turn to face him “it's not about being bored dickwad it's about surviving” I growl out

“but wouldn't it be better surviving in a group?, you don't have to do this alone”  he has a point i'm not going to say it out loud though cause i don't want him to feel accomplished so instead i just go

“fine, lead the way asshole”

“My name is Carl by the way”

“Amara”

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As we traverse the trees to this apparent safe place Carl stays in he was constantly asking questions non stop, and even if I wanted to (which I don't) I couldn't answer them.

“Dude can you shut your word vomit please, my ears a bleeding from it”

“Sorry” he blushes “so how far are we?” i ask cause i'm a mix of hungry, tired and pissed off.

“Not far” next thing you know we come to a clearing and you know what i see ahead.

A prison

A prison 

Now I'll admit it is smart. It has fences, solid walls and good watch points but I can't stress this enough a prison. I don't associate many good memories with prisons because of my uncle and his lengthy record over the years but I see why this is safe.

“Hey you've been staring at the place for a couple of minutes now you coming” carl calls out “yeah im coming”

As we approach the gate some asian dude opens the gate and lets us in “hey carl whos the new chick” asian asks 

“This is Amara i found her in the woods and offered her a place here”

 ‘“more like forced” i muttered

Asian laughs “well i'm gleen nice to meet ya” 

After that carl led me into cell block c which i assume his group is. 

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Ok this is why i wanted to be left alone. One minute I was meeting people in Carl's group and everything was going fine. The next thing I know I'm held up against a wall with a revolver on my forehead.

“Who are you” mister agro growls out

“Amara”

“Why are you here!” he practically shouts

“Rick calm down” Gleen tries to intervene 

“Why don't you ask the boy ranger Rick” i sneer back 

As soon as Rick's head turns to face Carl he explains how he found me in the most exaggerated way ever to Rick and I'm just rolling my eyes the whole time.

“Fyi i didn't want to come but i came so he could shut up” i interrupt.

“Fine but you are gone as soon as our whole group is here” Rick all but shouts out.

“Fine” I agree “if I have to spend the night ain't doing it in no cage i'll take the floor somewhere” i snark back.

I then set up my stuff against the wall near the entrance to the food court and put a musty blanket down and finally get some rest for the night.