It's all about Love in the Apocalypse (1)

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Rachel sat next to a young girl her eyes filled with depression and was looking dazed. When she returned to Odore garden she had reported to the higher up, honestly, she has no idea what happened to the task takers that where lost to that word, the only problem that was likely was that they where careless.

Rachel then turned her gaze towards the other people that are all around the decerped buildings of the old world. Every now and then the people would turn their gaze to her. Some filled hostility, pity, and disappointment.

The girl suddenly got up and headed towards the only working bathroom. Rachel floated to her and followed her all the way there. She watched the girl's slowly increase, while, Rachel stared with a blank expression.

"Hey, we are moving" Said a young woman with an expression full of disdain. Rachel was looking at her reflection in the mirror. She had the same appearance as the young girl next to her who paused when she heard the women tell her that. The young girls' eyes went red at the women words, but she didn't cry as she got out of their picked up her bag and joined the others in the moveout.

Rachel sighed in annoyance, she couldn't really do much while in this form, she can't even use most of her powers for whatever reason. So, progress as been so slow that couldn't really vent, being a spirit is such and annoyance. Astral projection is all she can do at this point.

While walking out the horde of flesh-eating monster was rushing their way. A handsome young man and the young women from earlier where taking the lead. The moment the young girl saw them her gaze worsened; she was already in the back the rest of the people didn't even bother to look behind them to see if she was there.

The young men turned his gaze towards the girl who was looking at them, looking at the young girl, she froze, and her eyes went even redder when he turned his gaze. His expression pushed her over the edge, She closed her eyes as a single tear went down her face.

"Dead-end" the young man said with a grim expression, the horde of flesh-eating monsters was fast approaching.

The group soon enough became panicked. They were in the building of a hotel that was seven floors up, they are on the sixth floor so jumping down wasn't an option. The hotel had twin building that are currently being connected by a broken bridge fixed with some plywood so that people could cross.

They crossed the other side so that they could avoid the hoard, but, unfortunately all three staircases of the building was blocked by the collapsed parts of the building so getting to the lower levels quick enough was impossible. The group began to clear the debris, in panic so they could cross and get to the lower levels.

The young girl's expression was indifferent as she dropped her bag and pulled out three items, a large axe, megaphone and rope. She already had a climber's belt and sized the rope around her hip.

Everyone was still panicking wondering what to do so they didn't pay any attention to the young girl until the sound of her breaking the makeshift bridge with one hand was heard. They turned in stunned silence.

The young girl was on the other side of the bridge as the horde behind her was closing in. They didn't think about destroying the bridge.

Without the bridge the building where far enough that if the horde would try to cross, they would fail. The young man and women from earlier where shocked and confused as they looked the young girl's blank expression.

Before it then everyone's faces soon turned to horror, when she jumped off as the horde followed her down. The young girl through her axe, it suddenly pitch-black in color when it lodged into a lower part of the building. The thin rope was also black in color, it didn't look like it could hold the young girl no matter what she, yet it was.

The horde plunged to their death until not one was left moving. The group of people the young girl was left with earlier stared at her who was hanging by the side of the building.

The young man had an expression that was filled with concern, when the young girl looked at him, her expression dull as she waved goodbye and used the building to swing out of view. She used the megaphone to scream, the flesh-eating monster following the voice all over the building started rushing out be it doors or windows they also fell to their deaths. Once she reached a clear she pulled the rope to loosen the lodged axe and brought it back to her. With it in hand she sat down on the rubble.

The expression on the girl's face, wasn't how usually the girl was. Which mean it could only be that of Rachels.

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