M●NSTER LAND [Dangerous Fellows]

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M/n p o v

Before I start let me explain exactly what happened. An asteroid was heading for earth but every country got together and shot it with missiles. But all that toxic shit that makes it up came back. Some of the animals started to mutate and the humans started to get sick and turn into literal zombies. Some of us were immune but if you get bit you will turn.

The mutant animals mostly just giant insects and amphibians. The farther into the country you go the bigger they get. In the city theres more zombies than monsters and the monsters are fairly small. However the monsters are still conscious unlike the humans. Some of them are nice and will actually help you. You can see it in their eyes. Someone wise taught me that.

This whole zombie apocalypse was odd to say the least. I never thought it would be so....easy. Well for me it is. I've watched tons of people die all because of stupid reason's like being a hero or not running fast enough. I mean it's really not that hard. Some have said I am heartless but to that I say fuck it. Heartless is exactly what you need in this situation.

At least that's what I used to think. I met an old man, i never found out his name. He insisted i didnt tell him my name and vise versa because well he was dying. He was sick and without proper medical treatment he was a goner. He died just as we got to the city. He was a smart old man and taught me a lot. Before I met him I was surviving but now I'm just searching. I dont worry anymore about being eaten because I trust his teachings. Now every creature I come across I know how to deal with them. As for what I'm searching for well that's the safe zone on the opposite side of the city.

"Shit they got twinkies." I mumbled as I ran over to the twinkies. I was in a super market just a mile into the city.

I took a twinkies off the wall thing and opened it. I hadn't had sweets or normal food in a long time. Living in the wilderness for so long meant basic eating plants. When all this started I was at a cabin by a lake on my own.

As I bit into the twinkie I heard a growl from my side. I looked down the isle and there a zombie stood. A dead woman in a ripped up dress launched at me. She tackled me and tried to bite me. I pushed her face away from me and tries to reach for my knife. My eyes however landed on a long screw on the ground. I grabbed it and stuck it in the zombies skull. As soon as I did it went limp and rolled off of me.

I let out a sigh of relief that was short lived. Standing at the end of the isle was a white haired boy around my age. His skin was like snow and his lips were grey. There was a knife sticking out of his back and a large cut across his chest. One of his hands hand been cut off and the other was holding said hand. I looked into his dead red eyes and I died a little inside. He was by far the most intimidating zombie i had ever seen.

He took one good look at me then walked away. I sat there stunned for a good minute until he came back. He walk towards me slowly as if i were a wild animal. I backed up and stumbled to get up. When he saw my struggle he stopped then I saw what he brought with him. In his hand was a sewing kit. I looked at him a little confused then he held out the kit to me.

"Do you want me to sew up your cut?" I asked and the zombie nodded.

"Ok."

The zombie sat on the pharmacy counter while I sewed up his cuts. I moved onto the knife in his back. It looked like it had been there for a long time.

"This might hurt." I told him and pulled it out. He didnt even flinch. "Wow ok."

After I stitched up the knife wound I was finished. All except his hand. He looked at me then....smiled. A fucking zombie smiled at me for fuck sake.

"Do you want me to sew your hand back on?" I asked.

He looked at his hand then hesitantly gave it to me. I stitched his hand back on and to my surprise it started moving. He looked at his hand his eyes full of joy.

"What's your name?" I asked which surprised him. He looked down sadly and that's when I realized something. "You cant talk can you?"

He shook his head no. "Thats a shame."

I didnt know what to say after that. Goodbye? I mean hes a zombie what am I supposed to say.

"Well I'll see you around then." I nodded then started walking away. As I did I heard foot steps behind me. I turned around and there the zombie stood. He looked at the ground sheepishly.

"You wanna come with me?" I asked and his head perked up. "I'll take that as a yes, come on." I smiled.

It's been a week since i met my new pet zombie. I had been guessing his name for 3 days until I guessed right. His name is Koshi, a cute name for an intimidating walking corpse. I make jokes about him being dead a lot, he thinks they're funny.

"Ok stay here and keep watch I'm gonna go in." I told Koshi. We were in a mall outside a store. We were looking for new clothes since his were ripped and mine were old.

"Just sit on the bench and dont go anywhere." I sat him down then went in.

I found some clothes in our sizes and was just about ready to leave. That was until I heard a voice.

"Shit! Guys over here!" I heard someone yell.

"Fucking kill it!"

Once those words echoed in the mall my feet moved on there own. I ran out of the store and spotted Koshi. He was on the ground being beat by a tall guy. The tall guy raised the bat over his head and I knew that was supposed to be the final blow.

The guys targeted was Koshi's skull.