HarumiKitomi

There was a split second as soon as the doors of the barn opened and the flesh eating cannibals started to pour out that Ellie flashed back to a similar incident in which the fear and adrenaline in her blood struck her in the same way. It had been about three weeks ago when this whole thing started. The redhead had been up in her dorm room at Georgia State University College of Law, the same college her prestigious father had gone to. She was studying one of her many law books, making a face at the ethics and rules. A knock at the door had pulled her away from reading though and after putting her book aside, she went ahead and opened the doo

The redhead trudged along the dirt path looking straight ahead. Behind her Shane was keeping a close eye on her while he glanced around at the scenery every once and a while. He had the bucket of water in his left hand and his shotgun in his right. The heat in the air was slowly cooling down and he noticed in the distance the sun was getting lower and lower every second. The once deputy to the sheriff of King's County fixated his eyes back to the auburn haired woman and he sighed at how slow she was walking. He wanted to just hurry up and get a move on things. So he reached his gun out and prodded her in the small of her back gently, thinking

Ellie's vibrant green eyes slowly raised to meet the dark brown eyes of the man who had a shotgun aimed at her head. She kept her gaze on him, taking in his tall and well built form. He wore khaki cargo jeans, black boots and a navy blue hat with the word 'Police' on it. The dark blue buttoned up shirt he was wearing was tucked into his pants neatly revealing a black belt with a knife sheathed on the side, much like the one she owned. His handsome and rugged face showed a seriousness but worn fatigue to it. He never once took his sights off of her, even when she started to slowly reach back for the bucket of precious water. That was when his

Ariel watched as her sister closed the doors to the barn, the only light inside filtering in from the windows above. She stopped kicking at the empty fruit cans on the floor by now and took a seat back on her bale of hay, sighing as she looked around. The barn was darker now, taking on a more eerie look. Her left hand hesitantly went to the slightly dulled machete at her side and she ran her index finger over the hilt then trailed it up to the back end of the blade. The cool steel felt almost relaxing against her heated flesh. The young brunette wasn't sure how long she sat there like that, turning the machete over and over again, examining

Two days later, Ellie and Ariel found themselves heading down a long stretch of dirt road with wooden fences on either side of them. On both sides of the fence was nothing but farmland and swampy terrain. The past couple days the two sisters had been taking shelter where ever they could which included some vacant houses and old barns. They managed to find some canned goods in the most recent house they vacated along with a machete which Ellie was quick to give to her currently unarmed companion. The eldest didn't exactly have a weapon other then a black SOG military knife which was her fathers and her two empty Winchester pistols but she knew

Ellie's heart raced as she held onto her younger sister Ariel's hand, gripping it hard and tugging her along for dear life. They had to run. They had to run fast. They just had to get away. There was a hoard of about a dozen or so flesh eaters right behind them, all chomping at the air, arms outstretched, feet dragging across the damp cement, hungry for the skin and bones of the two lonely survivors. The siblings thought they'd be safe shacking up in an old abandoned two story house on some dead end street. Little did they know that just beyond that old barred up house that had a faded coat of peeling blue paint was a hoard of the undead, ai