The apocalypse started on a wednesday, a day of the week where everyone felt slow and sluggish, the humpday.
Three months later the city was trashed, corpses littering the streets in their groaning state, other groups of survivors were either trying to kill you or running from you but even at that other survivors were few and far between. The group had changed dramatically over the course of three months, watching the world crumble around you did that to people. In the first month they tried to save people, old friends who were in need of some assistance. Needless to say they were picked off one by one, as heartbreaking as it was watching friends die the apocalypse wasn't a forgiving world, it didn't stop for you to grieve.
Natasha, once a thin, sweet, happy go lucky girl with no upper body strength was now a well toned fighter, sprinting through crowds of walkers with ease, able to reload a firearm quicker than you could scream for help.
Lara, once a curvy, fun loving makeup artist, only strength being in her legs was now strong, her collarbones jutting out, her face angular and hard but her eyes still had the softness for her friends, especially with Sam. A spark snapped inside of her, igniting a deep fire inside of her to protect the others, two machetes strapped to her back that were never clean of blood.
Sam, once a tall, lanky guy with a kind smile now had hair to his shoulders and a hardened gaze, his arms muscular and equipped with knives, one in each hand. A constant need to protect the other three making him a dangerous man to mess with.
Dean, a sweet soul with a love for junk food was now a hard working machine, never stopping to keep the other three safe, constant food runs, hands calloused from holding guns all day and working at fortifying wherever they were staying or fixing up a car so they could speed off.
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I was walking to the grocery store when I thought some one was following me
I turned around and saw no one there so I brushed it off by the way my name is Lara and I was being followed by someone my whole life!
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I WAS about to turn the corner when someone grabbed me and used their hands to cover mt mouth. I struggled and managed to push the person off and started sprinting down the street, yelling 'HELP'. I turned back to get a glance at the man who attacked me.
I saw his face and it was Der!!!
"What the hell Derek!"I shouted " I was scared shit-less that it was a kidnapper or murderer or gang member" It was NYC, who knew what happens at night and what kind of dangerous people are out there.
"Shh"he said and covered my mouth. I bit his hand and he removed his hand from my mouth.
"Ah, what was that for?" he yelled, his eyes getting darker as he pouted and rubbed his hand.
"I don't know what you're up to but you're so being dumped"I told him. He was acting crazy and it was driving me insane because he wasn't telling me anything.
He growled and ran towards him with his hands out wide to try and grab me, but I turned and kicked him in the leg as he fell to the ground.
"Ha take that I took karate" I said proudly as he was groaning. I was a black belt student. I started sprinting when I turned the corner I saw Derek again with his eyes as dark as the night sky. What happened to his blue eyes?!
"But you w-we-were- right there and n now you're here what? and w what happened to your eyes?"I kept stuttering. He seemed so brooding and dangerous and he didn't seem like the Der I knew and loved.
Before I knew it, darkness succumbed me.