Survivors?

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One of the windows smashed, causing huge shards of glass to fall on me. My eyes shot open and I turned just in time to see a zombie crawling through the window. But this wasn't an ordinary zombie. No no, this was one of those special infected zombies. Lucky me! My mind was racing. How the hell do I kill this one! It's definetly the strongest type of zombie, so normal weapons won't do anything! I grabbed my bag and crawled up front. The zombie was about halfway through the window now. Then the idea finally hit me. I reached into my bag and pulled out one of my grenades. I pulled the pin and threw back at the zombie. I didn't waste time either, I took out my tomahawk and busted out through tge windshield. I was down to mere seconds now. Ignoring the pain in my leg, I ran for my life. Getting as much distance as I could between me and the van. I was about 200 meters away when the van exploded. The force and the heat caused me to fall over and slide on the pavement. I groaned in pain as I sat up and rubbed my bleeding head. I ripped my shirt sleeve off and wrapped it around my wound then I looked at my leg. It had a nasty gash, which required stitiches. I growled and bit my tongue as I stood up again. Luckily, there were no more zombies in sight. So I quickly pulled out my bow again and walked/limped away from the scene. Surely the smoke and burning smell will attract all kinds of zombies.

~3 hours later~

Holy shit. I almost died like 5 times. Damn leg! Attracting those bastards with the scent of fresh meat! I mentally cursed myself and kept trudging along until I finally found a store. It was completely deserted, except for a bus in the parking lot. Before I went to the store, I quickly linped onto the bus. Now, i'm keeping this bus. It had strong plates of steel bolted all over it, so it was easily protected from all zombie types. On the inside it had all kinds of weapons, food, and medical supplies. I actually smiled a little bit. With all of this stuff here there must be another human or two. I walked over and pulled out one of the medical kits. I sat down in one of the booths and propped my leg up as I started stitching my leg up. When that I was done, I found a mirror and stitched my head up as well. God, I felt so much better then I remembered that I needed to restock on food. I quickly jumped up and made my way to the store, shooting three zombies who were blocking my way. I quietly pushed open the door and made my way in, with my bow drawn. I quietly stepped around, looking in every direction. Surprisinly enough, the only zombies I saw were already dead. I still didn't let my guard down though. I quietly walked over to the canned food section. To my surprise, no one has even touched them. I smirked and started filling my bag. When I finished I started heading back out to the bus when I heard something..... It sounded like... Human voices.

"Damn it, CC. We're in a fucking zombie apocalypse! We need water and canned food! Not Monster and pizza! Don't give me that look Jake!"

"But Dahvie! No one is going to be needing any of this! And we have plenty of water and food!"

Dahvie? CC? Jake? Oh my god, i'm losing my fucking mind. I quickly put my arrow back into it's pouch and slipped my bow over my head. I quietly tip-toed toward the voices, pulling out my pistols. I poked my head out and looked down one of the aisle. There was a small group of 7 guys. I saw some of their faces and my eyes widened. No wonder why those names sounded so familier. I slowly crept along down the aisle with my pistols right in front of me. I'm surprised that they didn't hear or see me.

"Seriously Dahvie. Have you seen ANY other person? Well one that didn't have flesh between it's teeth? Let's face the facts! Blood on the Dance Floor and Black Veil Brides are the only ones left!"

I stopped dead in my tracks and cleared my throat. All of them turned around and glared at me. I smirked a little, not lowering my weapons. All of them looked at each other and raised their hands over their heads. Everyone was there. Andy, Ash, CC, Jayy, Dahvie, Jinxx, and Jake. We stood there in an awkward silence for a few minutes. No one spoke or moved. I turned my attention, and my pistol towards Andy. His eyes widened.

"Wait! What the hell are you doing! You're seriously going to kill the only survivors left!?"

I didn't answer and pulled the trigger.

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