What happens in the apocalypse...(CLOSED)

[IntriguedLover]

~This thread is closed to DrekSilverBorn and myself~

Character Profile:
Samantha Lynne Smith
Age: 23
Profession: Courtesy Clerk at the local Bag 'N Save.
Current Looks: http://data.whicdn.com/images/164546056/large.jpg
Post-bite looks: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/07/1d/61/071d61502d71dbc06cff2aeb2c041054.jpg

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Location: Philadelphia. Z-Day. 1 hour before bite.

Life. It's so menial. It's taken for granted so many times that I personally have lost count. The people surrounding me in the damned little supermarket piss me off so many times that it's not even funny. But I can do nothing but stand by, with a smile on my face until they're no longer in sight. Then I can carry on with my business of talking bad about them. Who really cares anyway? I stand there at the end of the counter, adding more bags to the rack and stacking the paper bags so they're within reach. Chewing my gum hard, basically killing it. I don't even hear my manager coming up behind me. "Pathetic. Snob-nosed. Inconsiderate. Assh --- Hey Mr. Franklin. How's everything going?" I speak with sarcastic sincerity. I really hate the guy. He's a sad, pathetic man with a little guy complex that always thinks yelling will solve all issues.

"Ms. Smith.. Jared hasn't come in today. He will not answer that blasted phone of his -- I don't even know why he has the thing if he doesn't answer it," he said moving some fliers around on the newsstand nearby. "So, if anyone complains about the deli counter not being open today, you can tell them why.. Understood, Samantha?"

The way he speaks my name. Ooh! Just makes me squirm on the inside. He's a perverted guy that will try anything to get people to buy more shit at the checkout line -- even if they weren't going to do so to begin with. "Yes, Mr. Franklin," I say with a smile on my face. 'I'd rather be home playing video games, killing zombies, but I'm here busting my ass for you, Mr. Douche..' I thought on the inside.

"Good. Now go get your break done, but because so many people didn't show up -- you'll need to help with more of the load today. Don't take too long.." He turned on his heel and walked off.

I stuck my tongue out at him. I knew he'd see it on the cameras later, but fuck it.. I didn't care. "Jessica. I'm going on break. Lend me your lighter.."

Jessica, the busty brunette of the checkout.. I see why Mr. Franklin hires people like us. Just sickening. But hey, it's money. "Sure thing.." She handed me her lighter and I nearly busted my ass to get out the door. I sat down on the bench just outside the front entrance. The sky was a hazy color, but what else was new. I shrugged lighting my cigarette and inhaling deeply. Smoking these Marlboro's really reminded me of my mother. Well, at least the times going to my mother's aunt's place. She would always sit me up on her lap and hand me the lighter. My mother was always afraid I was going to burn myself, but in the end, I never did. Worry -- oh god did my mom worry. I smirked sitting there glancing at the street lights as they were starting to flicker on. It wasn't dark yet, but they were coming on anyway. Something my mother told me back when she was on her death bed came into my mind. My father had passed a few years before and on the night of my prom -- dressed in a black dress, goth phase of course, I sat there next to the hospital bed. Red corsage on my wrist. Hair done in the Japanese style because of the prom theme. I can still feel the tears staining my cheeks. My makeup running. My mother's eyes hazy as she looked to me, her hair long gone and her breathing ragged. I was holding her hand while most of my friends were probably having the time of their lives, I was there watching my mom lose hers.

"Sammi," she said breathing in deep, almost struggling for breath. "I want you to remember something... No matter who tells you that you're a good for nothing, don't believe them. Believe in yourself. Hold true to your habits because no matter who says they are bad, don't break them. Find love. There's someone out there for you.. Don't mourn for me, my little Sammi.. I love you.."

*crash* I was brought back to reality small tears falling down my cheeks. I rubbed my eyes free of them. I haven't mourned for her. For anyone. Even though I've lost most people. I've turned myself dark in the midst of my alone time -- only thing that really makes me happy is video games and kicking ass at them.. I looked up to see what had made the crashing noise and noticed Jared.. He had stumbled around and bumped into some carts. "The fuck?" I exclaimed. "Finally! You decide to come to work! Mr. Franklin, Jared's here!" I yelled into the store after waving my hand to open the door. I flicked the last bit of ash off my cigarette, inhaling once more before putting it out in the smoke can, just as Mr. Franklin comes outside..

"Jared Wheeler! You have the nerve to show up here this late in the day! I will fire you, you hear me?!" But it seemed to be to deaf ears. Jared wasn't responding. He wasn't doing anything but pushing forward. Next thing I know, he's grabbing hold of Mr. Franklin and biting into him, dropping him to the ground flailing and screaming, until he stops.

My eyes widen as I lean back against the building. "What the fuck?" I say to myself. Then they turn for me. I go to run away but only run into another person. The person grabs me and bites my arm. "Fuck!!! Fucking bitch!!" I say pushing her away. "Fuck!" I push them out of the way and rush to my car. I get into it, locking the door.

Blood flowing down my arm as I look to the bite. It's deep. My breathing becomes ragged as I look in the rearview. My eyes are turning blood red, my skin pale. I can barely breathe. "Not like this.." I manage to speak, shifting my car into drive. I head to my house. The devastation. I feel myself becoming slightly rigid as I fight to focus. The buildings are all on fire. People screaming in the streets. Zombies. Nothing but zombies.. It's like one of my games has come to life.

I pull into the driveway as I rush inside. The infected are coming for me. I barricade the door as I turned to look in the mirror in the entryway. I touch my hair as it starts to come out in small patches, but not entirely. I pull on my beanie as I turn to go into the kitchen. But I'm not turning into one of them. My heart rate is slow and my breathing nearly gone, but I'm still alive. But what am I turning into? I rush to grab a backpack -- I throw a flashlight, bag of chips, jerky and 3 bottles of water into the bag before I go to leave. I stop by the fridge. The last real picture of my family. I pick it up, glancing at how happy we were. I realize I cannot give up. I go to the closet and grab the machete. I keep it sharp for something like this, but I would have never guessed that it would happen now of all times..

I head next door. Castiel Adams, I've known him since Kindergarten -- everyone used to tease him because I'd call him Cass. But I'd beat them up... He could help me. But, what if he doesn't want to with me looking like this? I look hideous -- well, not like the fuckers coming up behind me. I rush over to his place and bang on the door. "Cass! I need help! Please, let me in!!" I say continuing to bang on the door.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

Castiel "Cass" Adams age 24 assistant chef at the local Ihop

Looks:http://nd05.jxs.cz/292/536/7c81bd63af_86946457_o2.jpg

It was one of those busy nights at work got off at 4 am tried to catch a couple of hours of sleep but that ended bad woke up to my mother screaming at my father that my younger brother got into a fight with one of the neighbor kids I crawled out of bed and went to go check on everything when all hell broke lose my little brother started going crazy first biting my father and than my mother I lunged at my little brother pushing him down and grabbing a rag and holding it to my mother's neck mom I cried trying to stop the bleeding and screaming for help I looked around and saw my father getting up and staring at me I began to say dad and that's when he ran towards me I grabbed a chair and hit him across the body knocking him to the floor that's when my mom jumped up from where she was laying and making a growling noise I ran toward the kitchen grabbing a cutting board I hit my mother across the face knocking her to the floor I managed to grab a sharp knife from the dishwasher and throw it at my younger brother who was charging at me I screamed "What the fuck is happening" I began to slowly fall to the floor against the wall I began to slowly look toward my mother's corpse and looked over to my father and younger brother so much blood I began to drift in and out of consciousness I could hear screaming coming from outside I slowly began to stand up when I heard bang on the door and someone screaming for me to open the door saying Cass only one other person besides my mother called me that I walked toward the door and began to unlocking the door and opened it and saw Samantha " Sam " I said in a concerned voice.

 

[IntriguedLover]

He was covered in blood. Why? What had happened? I raised my head to look at him. His concerned voice caused me to smile. It hurt to smile considering the low blood flow throughout my body. But at least I was still alive. "Cass.. Come on, gotta get inside.." I turned to look at the infected rushing at us. I pushed him inside and noticed the blood on the floor. My eyes widened as I looked at it. "Cass.. What the fuck? Not your family?" I asked turning, trying to keep my face hidden. I was afraid of what would happen if he knew what had happened to me.

"We've got to get out of here... Out of town." I rushed to the cabinet where I knew his dad kept guns. "I don't know how to tell you this.. But I'm not the same.. Mr. Franklin, Jared... The store.." I was trying to hurry up before he could stop me, but then I felt his hand on my arm. I turned to him. "Cass.. I'm one of them..." I looked up into his eyes. "I'm...one of those freaks. And yet, I'm not.. I don't know what's going on.." I showed him the bite on my arm.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I looked behind Sam and saw what was chasing her she pushed me aside and slammed the door I began to get up and ran toward the small couch and began pushing it toward the door making sure nothing would get in I turned and went toward the kitchen I began to look down and said I tried to help my younger brother started to go crazy and then bit my parents and I began to lose my breath they got up Sam they got bitten on there necks and they stood up I walked toward Sam and placed my hand upon her arm and listened to her tell me she was changed once she turned around my expression started to change what the heck happened out there Sam I said looking at her I then heard some banging on the door and looked toward the front door.

 

[IntriguedLover]

I glanced at him. "Jared came to the store. He was late. I tried yelling at him and so did Mr. Franklin. He was like he was stoned -- which we both know he can get pretty well.." I stopped to check the guns to make sure we had enough ammunition for what we needed it for.. I looked to him. "Then he bit him.. And others were coming. I turned and Jessica got taken down by a person, well -- they weren't acting like a person at all. They were like Zombies.. I started to run and a fucking bitch bit me.." I paused to show him my arm.. "And...I started to turn as I sat in my car.. But I didn't turn. I'm here. I'm talking and still breathing -- to a point.. I just know we have to get out of here.. Please, we have to.." I looked to him, my eyes bright red instead of their normal blue..

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I began to listen to her story and was taken back when she showed me the bite mark and began to notice her eyes were changing from blue to red it was a scary thing to see but she still looked the same as I knew her all my life I believe you Sam and you know I always have your back I walked toward my father's bedside table and pulled out a 9mm and checked the ammo I think we can get out through the basement I said looking at Sam I walked over toward the closet and opened it and pulled a box from there here I placed the map on the bed this is all the sewer lines in the city I started to mark the path's this line run directly under this house.

 

[IntriguedLover]

"The sewer? Are you fucking kidding?" I exclaimed. But then again, fires were spreading to our street. I glanced out the window and then looked back to him. "Fine. Let's get in there.." I took him by the hand and ran downstairs into the basement just as the zombies were breaking into the house. Glass could be heard breaking as they broke through -- the walking corpses making their way through the house.

"Cass! We've got to get into the sewer, but where? How?" I gasped smelling smoke. The heightened senses were proving to be an asset, but not like this. It was getting close and the infected were coming for us.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I shook my head no i'm not fucking kidding I grabbed the baseball bat that was in my parents closet I grabbed a pack and placed a couple of M.R.E my father kept under the bed in case of emergency I felt my hand being grabbed by Sam and we ran toward the basement we made it down there I looked where the crashes were coming from up the stairway. I pointed to the grate near the boxes of Christmas decorations I ran over and started to move the boxes out of the way and began to lift the grate for Sam I held it while she went down I dropped the bag of food and other items at Sam's feet and jumped down into a decent size water flowing I pointed straight ahead and said " If we keep going this way we can get out at the old skate park the one we used to play on when we pissed off our parents."

 

[IntriguedLover]

I could hear the house burning down, that only means that mine was gone too. Everything that had been normal -- gone. I was now this -- this thing.. But he wasn't frightened of me. Damn. We made our way through the sewer. The moans could be heard as I looked back seeing burning walking corpses dropping down into the sewers, burning to ash before the water could dampen the fires.

We continued on until I looked at the graffiti on the walls of the sewer. "Oh god, remember when your dad caught us down here. He thought we were smooching, but instead, we were tagging the place.. Here's my tag.." I said running my hand over the faded paint. 'AtomicZombeh' is what was put there.. Of course, 'Drek' was next to mine -- his tag. "We head out this manhole here and we'll be in the park.." I moved out of the way so he could push it up.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I looked back at the grate my family were gone I looked toward Sam and said " I want to thank you Sam for coming to get me and checking on me" We walked a good bit that's when Sam Oh god, remember when your dad caught us down here. He thought we were smooching, but instead, we were tagging the place.. Here's my tag.. I began to laugh a bit yea my mother hated me hanging out with you she said you were a bad influence we finally made it to the man hole I waited for Sam to move a bit and grabbed a crowbar from the ground and began to pry it open I carefully checked the surroundings noticing only a few zombies were walking around I looked back at Sam and said " We got a choice we can either kill the zombies or try to bypass them what do you think."

 

[IntriguedLover]

"The Zombies... They aren't touching me. I don't know why, but they are avoiding me. If you stay close to me, I think we can bypass them. Move as a single body, basically." The idea came to my mind and yet it seemed so stupid. My brain hurt to think -- it was like the virus was making it where I couldn't think straight half the time without it hurting too much. "Let's move.. If all else fails, we could try challenging ourselves to be the 'head honcho', y'know.. You remember that bitchin' achievement.." I laughed a bit moving on, quieting down as I kept him close to me.

We passes by one zombie and looked to the others that were in our path. It was odd, but my plan was working. That is -- it was until I dropped my machete and they turned towards the noise. "Fuck! Hack and slice, Cass.." I said standing back to back with him.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I chuckled when she said move as one body that will be easier said then done I placed the duffel bag onto my back making sure it wouldn't fall and make noise we moved a bit I kept my eyes on one zombie making sure it didn't react I chuckled again when she said head honcho that happened because we were both drunk that night and not wanting to do anything we were moving pretty good almost out of the skate park that's when Sam dropped her machete fuck I said in a low voice and that's when the zombies attacked hack and slice I heard Sam say we kept back to back kept slashing at each zombie that got near the other got any other bright ideas AZ remembering Sam tag.

 

[IntriguedLover]

I chuckled looking at him.. "Uhh, not at the moment.. Just don't get killed?" I said in an unsure tone. I sliced through one zombie's head as it was getting closer to Cass. I didn't want him to end up like me or worse.. Oh god, there was a worse option.. I still didn't know what had happened to me, but I definitely didn't want it to happen to my best friend. We cut our path through the skate park and made it to the other side of a car lot. "So, we've got a choice.. Raid the office for keys or hotwire them.. I'm sure there is enough gas in each one to get us out of Philly.." I said looking to him, not really sure what to do next and really wanting him to make the next move.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I began to laugh having fun killing the zombies good advice we killed the ones that came after us I looked and saw one zombie running towards us I held my bat in place and whacked its head clean off we made it towards a car lot and that's when Sam asked me should we go try to find some keys in the office or try to hot wire a car instead I looked down the offices and noticed some lights were still on lets go for the offices maybe we can camp in one of the offices for the night head out in the morning I began to head toward the offices and looked back and waited for Sam.

 

[IntriguedLover]

I nodded. His plan was a good one. It would be dangerous to drive at night. We wouldn't be able to see that well and it could be hazardous. I followed him as he went into the building. I kept a close eye on our six to make sure there weren't any other zombies coming after us right now. The place was pretty much barren. It was amazing that there wasn't anyone around. "So, chairs in front of the doors? Perhaps this desk?" I asked moving towards one of them, propping a hat rack in the handles to hold them into place.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I kept front to kill any zombies that were going to be in the way I looked around the front entrance of the office building I set down the duffel bag on the receptionist desk yea I said in a low voice I grabbed the desk and started to pull it toward the front doors blocking the doors I looked around and saw it was a lawyer office lets go and check each of the offices and make sure there are no zombies or worse something else here I took out the sawed off shotgun and grabbed the 9mm and placed into a holster i'll cover our six I said looking at Sam and noticing how different she looked in the light she looked beautiful with red eyes.

 

[IntriguedLover]

The way he was looking at me, it was strange. It wasn't like he was disgusted with me at all. "Um, yeah.. So I was thinking of heading west.. Not sure how far one of those cars will take us, but I'm sure we can make it there." I turned to look at a map that was on the wall. "Perhaps San Diego.. There's a base out that way.. Maybe...Maybe we can get a plane or something.. Shouldn't be too hard.." I turned back around and noticed some of the zombies staring in the windows. "Cass.. Move away, slowly.."

I walked closer to the windows and noticed the infected were just eyeballing me. Not turning their attention to him. It was as if they were just wanting me.. I knew it would be a long shot but I did the next thing I could think of. "Go away.." I said in a low tone.. The infected raised their heads and turned to walk away, wandering around the parking lot and leaving the windows alone, leaving blood marks on the glass.

"Whoa..." I said turning to Cass. "Just what the hell has happened to me?"

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I listened to Sam idea we won't make it with one of those cars but we should be able to find a Jeep somewhere nearby maybe reinforce it with wire do you still know how to weld after all these years. I turned around when Sam said move away from the windows I saw a few zombies and watched there reaction to Sam when she finally said go away they listened my jaw dropped a few inches I looked at Sam and finally spoke I have no idea to be honest but right now we have to clear out all the offices so come on I said walking towards the many offices we would have to check.

 

[IntriguedLover]

I looked to him as he headed into the offices. "Yeah, you're right." I followed close behind. I wasn't sure what was going on, but it wouldn't do any good to worry about it right now. I peeked into one of the offices. There wasn't much in there. An old computer and some pens.. That was about it. I walked out and walked into another one. It was a newer computer. Perhaps there would be news of some sort. All the outlets shouldn't be down.. Perhaps it was just Philly. Not the world.. I gulped as I turned it on.

"Cass.. The news.. It's..it's everywhere.. Not just here.." I clicked back and forth between a few sites and it seemed that it was all the same. Infection. Attacks. Riots. Bites. It didn't make any sense. Everything had been fine this morning.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I went ahead and kept the shotgun and knee level to just incap any zombies that we came across we went into the first office nothing there except a old desk top we made our way into the second office I looked around the corner from the second office and made sure there was nothing there that's when I heard Sam say "Cass.. The news.. It's..it's everywhere.. Not just here.." what I said walking back to the second office I placed the shotgun on the desk and finally said does it say what started all this. Your right it was all fine this morning and boom this afternoon this happened.

 

[IntriguedLover]

"The bites.. That's all they're mentioning," I explained to him. It was so odd. How could a bite do all this...all this destruction? It didn't make any sense. Of course, nothing was making any sense at this moment. That's when the lights went out and the computer sparked from the surge. "Fuck.. The power grid.. It must be going down.." I pulled a flashlight out of my pack. "So, to this I suppose.."

I got up and walked down the hall. I looked to him. "Nothing much in here ---" then there was a noise.. "--I could be wrong.." I said turning my head towards the noise. I looked to him and walked on.. It was a cackle of sorts. Something familiar about it, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I opened a door and looked inside with the flashlight shining. "Holy shit! Shoot it, Cass!" I said fumbling around for my gun. It was a fucking mutated zombie with ooze coming out of its mouth. "It looks like a fucking spitter, but that's not possible, right?!" I said stepping out of the way so he could shoot it. It was standing there, not attacking -- as if it was looking for mercy.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I began to shake my head it sounded something like from a video game bites did all this in a matter of a few hours that's when the light's went out and Sam said so this is it then I began to laugh a little well at least we weren't outside I followed Sam when we both heard the noise that's when we came upon a door and Sam opened it and started to yell for me to shoot I looked at the zombie and finally said "Sorry." I shoot twice both times in the head and watched it go down and green stuff start to come out from its body what the fuck is that.

 

[IntriguedLover]

I moved closer to the zombie's corpse. The stench was unbearable. The green ooze melting away the floor. I glanced at its face and looked to its body. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was a spitter.. But it can't be, can it, Cass?" I questioned. The infection was changing things -- causing them to mutate into horrific beings. I looked back to Cass. I didn't want anything like this to happen to him. I would try to protect him with everything I could. I stood up after taking one more glance at the body and headed out of the office. "So, anything we can use here?" I said flashing the flashlight into another office.

 

[DrekSilverBorn]

I began to walk closer to the body that was lying on the floor dead from the rounds I put into it I took a yardstick off one of the desk and began to poke it making green goo get onto the yardstick that's when it started to break apart I looked back at Sam and said your right it does appear to take on the looks of a spitter but as you said its not possible I mean can it I said looking up at Sam I began to look around at the different items and got a idea lets look through each of these desk there might be alcohol we can use for something.

 

[IntriguedLover]

"Alcohol in the desks?" I questioned. But then again, we were in an office building for lawyers. Anything could be possible. I began to search around and heard the moaning groans get louder outside. "Cass.. If we don't leave before dawn, I don't think we'll be able to get out of here without being barricaded in by the infected." I glanced at the windows and noticed that more of them were surrounding the place. I also increased the search for vehicle keys. I hoped that I would find some truck keys -- at least we'd be able to get around easier.

I glanced out the window once more and noticed a huge bodied thing coming towards the building. It seemed as big as an ape but that couldn't be. I looked closer. "Oh fuck! Castiel! We've um...we've got a tank incoming.."