Snippet #1346208

The blazing hot sun beat down on the seemingly young girls back. Her name? Lilith Aleka Tyler, a young girl of sixteen traveling alone along the overgrown roads, her feet making cruniching sounds as the rocks beneath her feet slid this way and that. She could remember when she was young she used to play on roads like these, with rocks instead of asphalt. Lily shook it away, remembering was too painful, too..Unbearable.
Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and in the palms of her hands. Normally the heat was never this bad, but as she got closer to Atlanta the more the days seemed to drag on. Without warning a Geek appeared from nowhere. Lily frowned, it was one of the unimproved ones, slow, stupid, and with a flesh fetish incredibly dangerous. she didnt even kill it as she kept walking, listening as it followed her. As long as it was one that hadnt been mutated then it wasnt that dangerous, it was the ones that had that were dangerous.
Basic Geeks were like everything you see in those movies, stupid, mindless, and run by its hunger. But imagine if you will, a Geek that has brian function, can run, and has no problem creating traps, now those were dangerous. As they neared anothe resting place the dark haired girl turned, facing the Geek, she pulled from her belt a simple butcher knife. As the Geek neared she aimed for the head and threw the knife as if it were a dart. It hit dead onto the target and died. Lily took the knife out of the Geeks head and continued on her way to the gas station that was up ahead. If she was lucky there was a car to hot wire.
I know what your thinking? That she is bad for hot wiring the old peice of junk car that sat at the gas station, well then get another opinion because she needed that car badly. She knew how dangerous travelling on the road was, escpecially if its as hot as it had been outside, she could have easily have been subdued by something as simple as heat stroke, then she herself would have become a Geek after death. If she was going to die, then she would die fighting. Smiling to herself she continued her work on the car, sighing in defeat with the hunk of junk wouldnt start.
A tap on the window shook her from her thought. what the hell? Cautsiously she looked out the car window, keeping the door shut. What she saw wasnt a Geek, it was....Damnit, a mutant Geek. Great, now they look human. She thought as she pulled out her gun, she forced the door open with all her might, knocking back the Geek who then started coughing...Wait coughing? Geeks didnt cough.She raised her gun and pointed, making sure it was loaded first.
"Who are you?"
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"God Dammit"
Cursed Ana as she held her now heavily bleeding arm, she had been trying to secure a tight rope around a platform so that she could raise it up above the planes wing, but obviously it hadnt work, the rope snapped, slashing her arm and causing her to fall on her butt into the planes newly made door. Indeed, she had been modifieing this plane for months, trying to make it into a sort of living space. Inside the seats had been expertly torn to peices and in the pilots quarters everything had been torn out and replaced by the cushions to forma s ort of bedroom. She had smashed all the windows in and put tarp over them so that if a Zombie was coming then it atleast wouldnt see her. On the outside of the plane were little tiny bells, rescued from a random house she had raided not to long ago, so if a Zombie came she would hear then.
Remembering her now bleeding arm the blonde haired girl held tight on one end of the rope while using her bad arm to grab her bag off the edge of the platform. Digging in it for a moment she found what she needed. But first she would have to make the platform stay, grabbing the snapped end of the rope she tied it to the good end, making it as tigh as she could and then stood back. She jumped off the platform, bracing herself for the painful impact as her legs hit metal. Atleast she knew the Platform would hold her.
Ana sprayed anti-infectant on her arm, then bandaged the large gash. hopefully the airborne transmission rumor wasnt true, or else she would be in trouble. Turning towards he radio she sighed, it was sun up, and she had forgotten to braodcast again. Taking the radio in her hands she clicked it on and began to broadcast on all stations.
"My name is Ana Petrelly, for all who are listening I have a message. The world is gone, im not even sure if im real, but if anybody is out there, please answer, im in Atlanta, and everyday at sunup to sundown I will be at the airport aboard the plane with the words MI-12-Survivor."
Ending the braodcast she looked around, all was clear. Not a single Zombie in sight, nobody but he, alone. She would have been happy to atleast have a Zombie there for compony. But no, it was just her. Ana settled the lawn chair onto the now stabler platform, held up by six ropes attacked to the overhanging roof of the building, she sat in the law chair, and settled herself down. The sun was hot, burning her, turning her skin into a shade of red now. She sighed.
"Sure is hot out today isnt it"
She turned her head. Normally an old man would have been sitting to the left of her, staring out over the expanse of the airport, two months ago he was ambushed while conducting a raid. To her right would have been Miss Foxxy Q, no one knew her real name, but everybody called her that. She drowned herself six months ago. All the survivors except for her had died, in all there had once been twelve of them, now they were all gone.
"Hello?"
Shocked out of her memories she stared down at the little device still in her hands. Her radio....Had it really gone off. She switched it on and spoke rapidly.
"Yes? Hello? Im here? In Atlanta?"
She finished, then there was no answer. Just another trick of her mind.......................................
(As soon as your accepted you may post, I left it off so that if anybody wants to not travel alone you can travel with lily who just discovered another survivor)