A car plowed off the street and into the woods that Natalie sat in. She coughed as the truck came closer, the tires pushing up dirt and grime as they bumped over carcasses. Although the sight was over all disgusting and inhumane, he said the simplest things, "Need a lift?" Her heart beat frantically, she hadn't had human contact for a long while.
"Depends," She replied, "Where ya heading?" This seemed like such a normal conversation, even with the sound of dragging feet not to far behind.
Kania peered out of the window of the multi-story office building. At the edge, towards the east, of the city, the zombies still aimlessly stumbled around the buildings. Not very much of a threat, if you were somewhere they could'nt see you, or couldn't reach you, like she was. For the moment. She hoisted her new backpack-filled with supplies she'd scrounged from the various buildings she'd hidden in, sprinting from building to building, slowly- very,very slowly, heading east, to her ultimate goal, the coast. I'm the ultimate expert at being a coward, she thought, descending the stairs to the top floor, being careful to crouch down to avoid being seen. In her hand she held a baseball- signed and framed in some sport nut's cubicle, and subsequently stolen. On her shirt she had a variety of safety pins, very useful for repairs. She unclipped one, hesitated, then jammed it into one of the veins in her wrist. She pulled it out and dripped blood on the ball until it was dripping red, then wound up and threw it, directly behind a large line of buildings. The walkers slowly turned their heads to look, then slowly shuffled after it. Kania bolted to the lowest floor, then sprinted, making a beeline for the nearest building.
Llewellyn scratched his head. "No where in particular. One place is as good as any." He peered into the trees and saw a number of lumbering, dark figures. The herd must have followed him off the road. Llewellyn punched the dashboard and swore under his breath. "They're comin, jump off the right side and hope ya hit the ground runnin." He said, opening the passenger door. He loaded his pistol, prepared to cover her in case things went south.
Alex normally stayed in the trees. ONe- because she perfered the woods to the city and two- because there were less zombies there. But when she heard an engine roaring she ran to the edge of the trees. It had been forever since she had heard a vehicle going. Surely it ment a living person was nearby.
She scanned the highway, looking for the sorce. That's when she spotted all of the zombies and the truck. She gasped. Two living people?
But they were about ot be in trouble. Alex hefted up her rifle and took careful aim- she couldn't afford to waste any bullets. She shot and blew one of the zombie's head off. She quickly shot again- killing a second one.
Kania was so close to being in the building-5 feet, maybe, when she heard footsteps, coming from behind her in a dark alley and whipped her head around. A single walker, one she hadn't spotted, was standing there, reaching for her-she bludgeoned it's head with her baseball bat one, two, three times until it fell to the ground and stopped moving.
Natalie pulled the back pack on and jumped from the shed, stumbling slightly. The horrible sound of the flesh eating creatures coming closer and closer. She ran for the truck, dodging a walker here and there. They didn't seem to care, nor notice her. That is until a thorn vine caught her leg. A single drop of blood ran down her leg; and they were off.
Alex fired a third shot an killed one more. She then slung her rifle over her shoulder so it could hang across her back. She placed two fingers in her mouth and blew a shrill whistle. A horse's whinney answered her an a beautiful grey, white, an black speckled horse trotted out of the trees to her.
Alex grabbed the saddle horn and swung up, ""C'mon, Moonshine. We need to go and help them out."
Moonshine broke into a gallop and Alex pulled her bow out and strung an arrow. She let go of the reigns long enough to aim. She fired and hit a zombie right in the ear. It crashed down hard. Alex didn't smile though, she didn't find any joy in killing. Even if they were flesh-eating zombies.
Lewellyn glanced at the girl with a rifle, and he started to efficiently take down walkers with his pistol. The newcomer had a horse and a bow now, and she seemed to be on top of things, so Lewellyn turned to the other girl, who had fallen and shot a walker who was about to lunge at her. He ran out of bullets and tucked the gun in his pocket before he drew his machetes and went after the nearest zombies. They were surrounded, Lewellyn quickly helped the girl to her feet and ran back to his truck. "There are a few pistols in the glove department." He told her, closing the passenger door. "You alright?" He called to the girl on the horse, dodging a group of walkers and kicking them in their legs to take them down. He stomped on a few heads and cringed in distaste as the rotting corpses covered his feet.
"Doining fine!" She called to the boy as Moonshine trampled a particuarly gruesome zombie. She shot another one in the head. Before switching to her Bowie knife. Now that she was in range she didn't want to waste her arrows either. They were nearly impossible to fine anymore.
"How are y'all holding up?" She called back.
Kania jumped into the building, shut the double doors and quickly locked them by putting a broom in the handles. She then went up the stairs-safer, separated by a virtually vombie-proof surface, it took them forever to climb stairs. She sat down in a chair-it was an office type building, again- and looked out the window. A swarm of the undead was clumping around the building. She felt so alone sometimes...she wasn't a 'people person', and she'd always really kind of hated people in general, but she felt like if she was the last living human...she wouldn't even know.
Llewellyn tossed back his head and laughed. "Seen better days." He said, rounding the truck. He had learned by now to circle chaotically when he was dealing with large groups of walkers, the zombies would disorient themselves and bump into each other, giving Llewellyn an advantage. He chopped through the group and got into his truck. "I'm goin up the bend. There's a lake with an island in the center. I'm gonna circle around a few times to lose the walkers then make my way over there." He called out the window, ducking back inside as a zombie attempted to grab his head. Llewellyn angrily stabbed it in the head and turned the ignition, swearing under his breath. Could they not leave him alone for a second?
Through the window Natalie shot several walkers with a loaded pistol. A sick smile spread across her face as a few crumbled. Her foot tapped nervously but her head didn't feel anything. Just one less creature on this inhumane planet. She bit her lip, as if deep in thought. But truly her mind was blank, just the fantastic feeling of someone's life on her fingertips. Some may call this insane, Natalie just thought it to be human. Everyone wanted power; this was hers.
Alex nodded at the boy.
She kept whacking the zombies with her knife and Moonshine stamped a few more into the ground. Alex saw a new group emerging forward- heading toward the trcuk.
"Yah!" she ordered Moonshine.
Moonshine galloped forward. And they plunged into the massive group- hopefuly giving the guy in the truck time to get it moving.
As Llewellyn started driving away, he saw the girl and her horse throwing themselves into a horde of walkers. "That girl is nuts!" He said, watching her progress out of the corner of his eye. He slowed down and waited for most of the walkers to catch up before speeding off again. He planned on circling through the woods and ditching them at the bridge before going to the lake. If there wasn't a boat, he would swim dam.mit. Anything for a moment's rest from fighting for his life. His mutt peeked it's head out from other the seat, he had stopped whining but was still trembling. "You're an idjit, Beau." He said, smiling at the dog. Beau was a good hunting dog, but he was to terrified of the zombies to be much help with them. Maybe it was the smell of death the dog didn't like. "So whats your name?" He asked the girl in the passenger seat.
She watched as another one fell, "Natalie. And you?" Her foot tapped with excitement. "And why are you around these parts?" It felt strange holding a gun, but natural. Natalie shot for another, but it missed. Shoot. Her hands twitched in adrenaline. Why couldn't they all just drop dead?
Kania went upstairs, to the second floor. Some type of lobby. Useless. She went to the third floor. Jackpot. It appeared to be a former restaurant. She went to the kitchen, then stopped short, tightening her grip on the baseball bat. Someone had been here recently. Very recently.
Llewellyn threw back his head and laughed, turning the truck slightly to run over a zombie. "They called me Alsoomse back home. Glad that ain't happenin no more." He said. "My name's Llewellyn, I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, Natalie." He reached under the seat and pat his dog on the head. "And this is Beau, my little coward." He said. "He's loyal where it counts, but don't expect him to be much use, he ain't the sharpest tool in the shed."
Alex was beginning to be overwhelmed. One zombie had even gotten close enough to bite her leg. Luckily she was wearing a pair of shinguards to break a couple of its teeth as well as stop it.
Moonshine neighed in destress as the zombies pressed closer.
"I know girl," Alex said. "We're getting out of here."
ALex looked around looking for an escape path. There wasn't anywhere too good but she'd have to make with what she had.
"Yah!" Moonshine leapt forward, crushing zombies under her hooves and knocking them aside. Alex grabbed the reigns again and held on as Moonshine lept into the back of an old rusty pickup truck and jumped over the cab onto the other side.
The zombies were pretty dense now and clambering over the old vehicles to get to them. ALex swore. She should've stayed into the woods. The boy and girl could've made it off without her just fine.
Natalie snickered, "Well, Llewellyn, nice to meet you. I'm afraid, these conditions are as good as any." She shot a glance at the dog, "He looks sweet, and any company is the best company these days." She sighed in frustaration as the pistol ran out of bullets. She fiddled with her bag, "Have any bullets? If not I have some knives but that won't do us much good from a truck."
Kania's heart was beating like rapid gunfire. "Whoever's here, get the HECK out NOW!" She yelled, gasping breaths. She heard a sigh, then a groan. A figure stumbled out of the cabinet. Her eyes widened and she gasped. There was a walker, very newly formed, so it seemed, shuffling towards her. She got her bat ready. She could handle this. But... for the boy to have been zombified so quickly... there had to be others... she heard a noise and swiveled around. 4 zombies were walking towards her from all directions. Things had just gotten a lot less simple.