° Skeppy's POV °
We had been roaming around the city for about three hours. We hadn't seen another alien-like creature since we killed one. The city was pretty with the vines and trees taking over. Several deer would surprise up and run out from behind buildings and splash through puddles. I realized that I never got to experience the outside world. Before the apocalypse started, I spent most of my time inside playing video games. I always avoided being outside and here I am loving what nature brought.
"You okay?" Bad asked, breaking the silence.
I didn't notice that I had zoned out. "Yeah..just zoned out." I focused on the road ahead of us.
"Know what type of deer those are?" He questioned, smirking.
"No...? Just deer I guess." He chuckled.
"Their whitetail deer. Two bucks and three does. The bucks are probably chasing the does around because they want to produce offspring. The bucks will probably fight for a doe." I nodded.
"How do you know about all this?" I asked.
"A day or two after the apocalypse started, I spent a few days traveling on horseback. I collected books I found and one was about deer. I decided to read it and learned about the different breeds and what they do. It was very interesting to learn about it while trying to survive zombies."
I looked down at the ground, another question popping into my mind. "Why'd you stop traveling on horseback?"
He sighed.
"I stopped when a group approached me. They were horrible people. They had a zombie following behind them and it ended up biting the horse I was riding, eventually killing it. I handed over all the food I had to the group and they left me there with the horse. I stayed by that dead horse for three days. I wouldn't leave its side until an ambush of zombies became a problem."
I felt a pang of guilt. I reached my hand out, grasping onto Bad's hand.
"That must've been horrible. I'm sure that horse meant a lot to you while you were traveling and then those jerks came around and killed it off. I'm sorry, Bad." I squeezed his hand.
"It's just life now. Gangs will do that...and there's nothing you can do about it." He kicked at a rock aggressively.
I let go of his hand, sliding my hand into the pocket of my hoodie.
Those idiots will pay for what they did to that horse.
° SapNap's POV °
"Quackity please don't! We love you so much, why would you leave during an apocalypse. You won't survive out there!" I shouted.
The three of us had been arguing for the past twenty minutes.
"Oh, are you saying I'm not strong enough to fend for myself out there! Wow, SapNap, wow. You guys made me feel loved till you started to send us out into the danger out there to search for junk while you walked around looking for your friend who is probably dead!" Quackity slammed his foot on the ground.
"Quackity, we search for supplies to live. He missed his friend and has hope that he can find him.." Karl mumbled.
"Now you're backing SapNap up? He's forgetting us, Karl! He's sending us out to find someone who is clearly more important than us!" Quackity smacked his hands together, inhaling loudly.
"Maybe I don't need this ring anyways." He slid the shiny, metal ring off his finger, throwing it on the ground.
"I'd rather separate myself from the both of you than search for junk half the day!" And with that he grabbed his backpack and ran out of the food joint. He ran till he couldn't be seen.
I slowly Leander down for the ring, holding it in my hand. I felt tears overflow and fall down my cheeks. I fell to the ground, crying harder than ever. Karl came to my side, wrapping his arms around me. I could hear him crying as well. I turned to face him, hugging him.
"I know you didn't want this to happen.." Karl sniffled.
He traced circles on my back, his crying coming to a stop.
"He'll hopefully understand that we love him so much and come back for forgiveness." I buried my head into his shoulder.
"He doesn't want forgiveness, Karl. He just wants revenge.." I continued to cry, hugging the boy tighter.
° Dream's POV °
I pushed open the establishment's doors, walking over to George. He sat with his legs crossed, sketching what he imagined the alien-like creature looked like.
"Hello Dream find anything?" He asked, lifting his head up to be greeted with a kiss.
"Good news actually. I found two survivors. Bad news, I recognize one from a gang. He was with a boy that was a bit smaller than him but he looked happy to have him by his side." I began.
"That's wonderful. Now we know we aren't the only people left who aren't in a gang. You don't assume the two are in a gang, do you?" He asked as I sat beside him.
"No, there was no gang in sight. They did say they had one of those aliens raid the bus they were staying in. I assume they might be friends or in a relationship but I didn't bother asking." I wrapped my arm around his shoulder, gazing at his sketch.
"Hm. Well, at least we can trust them."
"They must've been through a lot. It was their first encounter with an alien while they had just woken up and their staying in a city that's full of zombies." George gasped.
"That's horrible! You should find them and invite them to stay with us. We have a lifetime of supply and spare rooms. They'll love it here and they'll feel as if this apocalypse isn't a thing!" I nodded.
"I'll search for tomorrow, I don't want to separate myself from you for so long." George chuckled, giving me a peck on the cheek.
"Go eat you something, you've traveled pretty far today."
YOU ARE READING
Where the Flame Ends {SkepHalo, Karlnapity, DreamNotFound}
Action"Where the flame ends....lead the aliens to the fire!" Bad yelled over the screeching. Lure the curious to the flame, burn the bad and light the good. Rain will hit ashes, indicating where the flame ends.
