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Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Wed Apr 14, 2010 8:26 pm

Summer took a deep breath and ventured out into her deserted home town. There were bodies all over the place, and the Arizona sun was baking them. The stench was horrid as she traveled the streets. The hairs on her arms stood on end and she gagged at the smell, covering her nose with her shirt. She had to get out of there soon or the smell would kill her. She pushed open the door to the convince store at the corner of her street. Luckily no one had been in the store when the town died, and it was pretty much body free. She looked through the selection of chips and candy, wrinkling her nose and settling on a fudge pop-tart. She sighed and sat on the floor, leaning against the cooler. In one hand was her pop tart, in the other was a strawberry wine cooler. She took a bite of her pop tart and closed her eyes.

The summer sun was hot on the back of her neck as she walked down the street passed her school. Graduation had come and gone and now she was looking for something to do until she left for college. Her friends were going on a ski trip in Montana.

"Maybe that's what I'll do." She thought with a smile. Skiing sounded fun, and cool compared to the heat of the summer sun.

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halfmoonwarrioress · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **halfmoonwarrioress** on Wed Apr 14, 2010 8:38 pm

Everything was dead. That was her first thought. Anna stood up from her spot in the rubble where she had fainted after the accident. She had to make a few attemps before she got it down. She stood in what was once her grandma's house. She opened her mouth, thinking to scream, but nothing came out. Her eyes scanned over her surroundings. She saw no one. Anna dragged herself outside the unstable structure, the ocean breeze instantly blowing her wispy blonde hair out of her face. The sky was red.

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Wed Apr 14, 2010 8:47 pm

Summer finished off the wine cooler. She stood and kicked a piece of debris away. The store was one of the only buildings left standing enough for her to walk in without dying. She sighed. "Might as well get out of here." She mumbled. She grabbed an armful of chips, drinks and a loaf of bread. She walked from the store and searched for a car that worked. "Mine works." She said softly. Trust me I drove it down here. She sighed and walked down the street, stepping over the bodies strewn across the street. "Where am I gonna go?" She wondered allowed.

halfmoonwarrioress · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **halfmoonwarrioress** on Wed Apr 14, 2010 9:00 pm

Anna watched the ocean waves roll in and out. All her thoughts had left her and her exsistance remained dream-like. Suddenly, her mind snapped to attention. "Cole!" She gasped, her voice coming out squeaky and unnatural. She darted from the waters edge, tripping on her clumsy footing, but evantually made it back to her grandma's wood pile. "Cole?!" She breathed. The stairs were covered with debris and they looked impossible to climb. Anna was determined. She took steady concentrated steps, counting each one.

She was a stair away from the second floor when her foot fell through the wood. She schreeched out in pain, feeling wood pierce her skin. "COLE!" She bellowed. There was no answer. She heeved herself up with what little body strength she had left and hauled herself over the edge. Still gasping, she army crawled into a room slightly to the left of the stairs. "Cole," she called out again.

A gasp escaped from her lips. A large piece of wood cut into the middle of the bed where her 9 year old brother had been put to sleep the night before. Her breathing grew heavy and she turned her head away.

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Wed Apr 14, 2010 9:19 pm

Summer climbed into her car and turned the key. The engine sputtered and her face contorted in anger and worry. She turned the key again and the engine responded by sputtering, refusing to turn over. She slammed her hands on the wheel, a spew of curses escaped her pale lips. She rested her forehead on the hot leather steering wheel. "C'mon." She whispered, closing her eyes. "Don't do this to me now." Once more she tried to turn the key and successfully started the car. With a joyful cry she put the car in drive and drove down the rubble and body infested street. East, she would go east to the airport. Her father was a successful pilot and had taken her in his plan thousands of times. Hopefully she had learned something.

x_Sunny_x · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **x_Sunny_x** on Thu Apr 15, 2010 7:46 pm

A car drove past, and awakened a brown haired girl. She opened her brown eyes and gasped at the scene around her. Everything had broken down, except for the few buildings. A red sky replaced the normally blue one, and the once busy streets were now filled with dead bodies. The girl gasped as she looked at what was pinning her down, her sister, and best friend, Catherine... Lifeless... Dead... She screamed and pushed her sister off of her. 'Okay... Keep your cool Cati...' Was what she had thought, but in a matter of seconds, she was frantically waving at the car that was driving off. “Hey!” Sh yelled. “S-Stop!!” She ran after it. “Hey! Wait for me!” She cried out, her voice was cracked. “Please...” She said, but the sound that she intended to make didn't come out of her mouth.

Cati instantly remembers her past with her sister, laughing, and having fun... She wished she could re-live those times with her. 'I knew this would happen.' She thought as she ran. 'I knew it! I knew it! I knew it and nobody would listen! Everybody thought I was a crackpot... Well I showed them! Little-' But her thoughts were ended by the feeling of rocks crashing against her stomach. She had fallen down. “O-Ow..” She mumbled.

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Thu Apr 15, 2010 8:53 pm

Summer hit the breaks, the car came to a screeching halt. She turned in her seat, trying to look out the back window. She turned around. "Either I'm losing it, or there's some one out there." She climbed out of the car and walked slowly toward where she head someone yelling. She stopped when she saw a girl, moving under some rubble. "Oh my god!" She cried, running toward the girl. "Are you okay?" She asked, moving aside the rocks that were laying along the girls stomach. There's someone else alive. She thought numbly, feeling as if she were in a dream.

3nAIrA · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **3nAIrA** on Thu Apr 15, 2010 9:23 pm

Victoria inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled as she opened her eyes looking around as she lay on the floor,her legs felt jammed and she couldn't quite move it , realizing that she was now under a shelf that held the DVDs she remembered packing when whatever happened, happened not really understanding what did. Everything seemed normal earlier, she was there in the store along with her other employees everyone doing their own thing in the store when people outside started running around screaming and before she knew it there were these loud noises and the glass windows began breaking and the place shook like if there was some sort of earthquake.

She called out to the others, no one answered. She called again but still no answer.
Victoria looked around frantically, calling their names again, she pushed at the shelf on top of her but no such luck with it. She dropped back down and stared to the left side of her where she noticed one of the employees body further down close to windows with the bright red liquid of blood around it. Victoria began sobbing hysterically. "Oh my Goddddd...." pounding on the shelf to get it off.

x_Sunny_x · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **x_Sunny_x** on Thu Apr 15, 2010 9:27 pm

Cati could only smile at the girl who was helping her. "Thank you!" She said, standing up. "I'm fine! I'm just so happy to see somebody alive!!" Cati said, hugging the girl. "I'm Cati, but you can call me Cat, since you saved my life." She said, letting go of the girl. "Whats your name?" Cati was elated to see somebody else alive after what had happened just now, or what she had believed had happened. Thats when she heared sobbing, and she looked around. "D-Do you hear that?" She asked.

towers · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **towers** on Fri Apr 16, 2010 2:27 pm

Ry awoke with a splitting headache. The small prison cell was warm and reeked with a most unusual smell. The young man sat up and looked around; expecting to hear the voices of the officers in the other room, but only an eerie silence greeted him.

How long was I out? He thought to himself as he stood up and walked over the thin metal bars the kept him prisoner. A wave of confusion washed over Ry as he noticed the cell bock door was ajar.

Hey! Police dude! He shouted down the hall; expecting a response, but receiving none. Confusion was still clouded the young mans mind, but it was now accompanied by excitement. Maybe this a opportunity knocking. Maybe it was a trap. Fuck it.

Ryan walked out of his cell and headed down the hallway towards the office. Empty. Not a single soul was there. The young man began to search the office quickly, looking for anything that might be useful. After a few minutes of scavenging, Ry found a map of the small Texas town where, until recently, he was incarcerated in, a flashlight and some batteries and a handy first aid kit.

It wasn’t long until the trouble-maker found the room where the guns were kept.

“Locked, damnit.” He mumbled under his breath as he looked around for a set of keys. A big smile formed on his face once he spotted a small shinny object a few feet away form the door.

What an odd place for a key. He thought as he picked it up and used it to enter the gun room. A blast of foul stench attacked his nose as he opened the door. Ry almost threw up from the smell alone. The odor was soon forgiven once the young man’s eyes found the collection of firearms displayed on the wall; shotguns, pistols and a few tazzers and smoke grenades. Ry was so distracted by the toys that he nearly tripped on something. When the boy looked down and saw the rotting corps his stomach decided to come up his throat and see for it self; puke splatter all over the floor. Ry didn’t want to spend any more time in this place then he had to. Grabbing a M9 pistol and ammo, he jetted out of the room and out the front door of the county police office.

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Fri Apr 16, 2010 7:28 pm

{{x_Sunny_x, Summer and I'm guessing Cati now, are in Arizona. Victoria is in Alabama}}

Summer was slightly surprised when Cati hugged her. She was happy to see someone else alive as well and she accepted the hug with a sort of relieved awkwardness. "My name's Summer." She answered when Cati asked her her name. She looked around and shook her head. "I don't hear anything." She said softly. "C'mon." She said suddenly. "I've got a car some food...well if you can call it that... and a plane. We've gotta see if there are anymore survivors. Because if we're the only two I think I might just lose it." She smiled sheepishly in Cati's direction. "And I don't mean that the way it sounds."

3nAIrA · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **3nAIrA** on Sat Apr 17, 2010 9:44 pm

Victoria had given up on trying to get the shelf off her that she just lay there thinking about her life from when she was in the foster home to now, what had she really done in her life that at the end of everything she could say 'I've Accomplished This'. She lived in a one bedroom apartment where the kitchen, living room and bath seemed like one and she didn't own a car or expensive clothes nor jewelry but yet with all the things she was still lacking, just working and living somewhere else than in that said foster home was okay for her.
She was content with where her life was now but with whatever happened today it seemed like it would be short lived, she looked around again this time noting things around her.

Victoria raised up slightly and gave the shelf one last push, she didn't want to give up now after everything she went through all those years, as much as she could she pushed it up, she managed to move it a little it seemed to make no difference but she began moving her feet while still struggling to free herself. Letting out a deep breath she pushed one more time and wriggled her feet harder, as she was about to let the shelf go she felt her foot loosen and quickly dragged herself out from under it.

towers · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **towers** on Sat Apr 17, 2010 11:33 pm

What the H-bomb blast was that? He thought as he staggered out into the street.

The cloudy summer day was warm and windy. Like mountains of cotton, the clouds lingered trough out the sky and to the edge of the horizon. But Ry wasn't looking up at the sky, his spotted something amazing and he instantly headed towards it. Please let there be a key. Please let there be a key. Please let there be a key. Ry wanted to get out of this place as fast as possible; but how awesome would it be to drive off with that thing? Joy and excitement rushed the 22 year old like he was a little boy again. There it was; the key snuggly placed in the engine ignition. This aint such a bad dream after all. Ry placed his equipment in the side saddles, but keep the gun and map in his pocket. He hoped over on the two wheel vehicle and turned to key. A pathetic noise sputtered out of the motorcycles exhaust pipe.

"DAMNIT!" he shouted aloud. It was out of gas. The determined man leaned back and showed no sings of anger after the initial outburst; instead, he pulled out the map and began looking for the nearest gas station. After a few moments of reading the small prints and yellow lines, Ry folded up the paper and shoved it in his pocket and got off of the cruiser. He shifted the gear to neutral and began pushing it down the street. There was a highway near by and most likely a gas station. Hopefully there will still be food there also. Who knew you got hungry in dreams?

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 7:38 pm

Summer tugged Cati toward her car, rather impatiently. She mumbled to herself, hoping she could remember exactly what her father had taught her when she was younger and he would take her flying with him. The memory of her fathers voice caused a lump to rise in her throat. He had been the first person she found dead when she returned home. Well, the first person at her home. There had been hundreds dead on the mountain by the time everything had calmed down. Before she left she had buried her six friends in the snow, then she took the snowmobile to the bottom of the mountain, where she saw the rest of the town was dead. So she found a car, and drove from Montana to Arizona to find her family dead

halfmoonwarrioress · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **halfmoonwarrioress** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:05 pm

Anna ignored the furious tears streaming down her cheeks. Many things didn't matter to her anymore. She still felt as if she were in a dream... or a nightmare was more like it. In this nightmare, where everyone was dead; everyone except for her. She stood up, her knees trembling, she began to sing a nursery rhyme she used to sing to Cole when he was a toddler.
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He's under a haycock, fast asleep.
Will you wake him? No, not I,
For if I do, he's sure to cry.

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:22 pm

With a frustrated sigh Summer climbed in her car and started it. The trucks at the air strips have radios She thought. Maybe I can get a hold of someone...if there is anyone With out much thought she put the floored the gas and sped down the street avoiding the bodies and other obstacles that were in her way. The drive to the air strip was hot, even with her windows rolled down. She found though, that driving down the high way when there were cars crashed into each other was not easy. But soon she made it to the air field.

It was quiet, and deserted. She climbed out of the car slowly and looked around for one of the fuel trucks. There had to have been one close by. She walked along the hot air strip, her eyes scanning the black top for the silver truck she needed. She wandered for fifteen minutes with out any sign of any fuel truck when she saw one, parked in the shade of a near by hanger. "Thank God..." She mumbled, jogging toward the truck. With a heave she opened the door, thankful no one was inside. She started the truck and flipped on the CB Radio. She took a deep breath and began to speak.

"This is Summer King broadcasting for any survivors out there. Again this is Summer King broadcasting for any survivors. Is anyone out there?"

halfmoonwarrioress · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **halfmoonwarrioress** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:39 pm

After about 30 minutes of mourning her little brother, Anna stood up from her spot on the rubble. She brushed the tears off her cheeks. In a desperate panic, she knew she had to get out of that house. Making good timing, Anna packed everything she could use. She ran into the room where she stayed while at her grandmothers. The dresser was smashed, but the shards of the mirror still clung together. She stepped towards it, watching her distorted reflection in the mirror as if it would attack her at any moment. She caught something in the corner of her eyes.

"COLE?!" Her little brother lay underneath her bed. She ran to him, brushing debris off of him. He didn't awake, but he was breathing. She hugged him to her, tears of releaf streaming down her cheeks again. "I'm never letting you out of my sight again, you hear me?" Her eyes darted out the window. The sun was nearly about to set. "Common honey, we're leaving." With Cole over her shoulder, Anna made her way out the front door.

Anna skimmed the area for a working car. Her voltswagen and her grandmothers jeep were both trashed. (Yes, she's the one with the voltswagen) In fact, it seemed as if every car in sight was unopperable. That was when she heard a fuzziness. She jumped, sending the bag around her shoulder to spill half of its contense. She sat Cole down and picked up her belongings. The fuzziness intruded once more. It was coming from an orange juice truck. Anna's heart thumped uncontrollably.

She left Cole laying by her bags as she stepped towards the truck to investigate. "Hello?" She breathed. That was when she heard Summer Kings' first broadcast. She ran toward the passenger seat, swung the door open, and lunged in. She picked up the CB radio. "How do you work this thing?" She yelled in frustration. "Hello? Summer? Hello? I'm alive! Hello?"

3nAIrA · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **3nAIrA** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:48 pm

Victoria managed to stand up her leg paining a lot from the heavy shelf that had pinned her foot down who knows how long and limped out the store passing the bodies of her dead employees, tears began streaming down her face as she saw the street filled with more dead people; everyone was...no more.
She looked around not knowing what to do, she then wiped the tears from her eyes and began walking; stepping over the corpses that were in her way. She had no family to worry and wonder whether they were alive or dead and to her that was a good thing, all she had to worry about was her self and how to get out of the lifeless town.
There had to be people somewhere out there that were still alive, she was positive she wasn't the only one, Victoria hoped to God she wasn't the only one. She walked past the local candy shop staring at the bodies of two little girls, she slapped a hand to her mouth and continued walking. A blue accord sedan caught her eye, Victoria tried the handle sometimes the owners left there cars unlocked to come back quickly to it but this one was locked.

Inu_Kun_ · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Inu_Kun_** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:48 pm

Summer nearly fell out of the truck, barely catching herself. She pulled herself back into the seat, pressing down on the button she began to speak again, thankful to hear another human voice. Two in one day, this was paradise.

"Thank god there's someone else out there." She chuckled with relief. "And don't scream, I can hear you just fine if you talk normally." She took a deep breath after releasing the button and swallowed back tears of joy. "So tell me," she said, trying hard to keep her voice from shaking. "What's your name?"

rayssun000369 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rayssun000369** on Mon Apr 19, 2010 9:05 pm

Jack hated New York his whole life. He hated the area, hated his apartment, and he hated the people. He couldn't count the number of times he wished he could watch the place burn and now, it was dead. People littered the streets, well... they're bodies. Jack laughed to himself, walking towards the bar. He was planning on collecting the largest, most expensive, most intoxicating drink you could find. I'm going to get wasted That was when he heard the radio transmission. "Son of a bitch," he mumbled.

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