(My first story. This one is short, because I am not sure if I should continue it! I would really love it if everyone who reads this gave me some feedback. If you want me to continue this story, please let me know. I hope you enjoy!)

April 9, 2015, 4:23 PM, Konoha

Run.

That's all that went through my mind. Fucking run.

My name is Hinata. I just witnessed my little sister get devoured by my mother and father, or...what I thought was them. From the lifeless look in their eyes I could tell that my mom and dad were no longer in this world, but their vessels had succumb to the virus.

It was only a matter of time, I thought. They worked for a pharmaceutical company that was researching a potential cure for the zombie virus. They were around infected people all day, for weeks at a time. They came home on occasion.

It was only a matter of time. I ran as fast as I could from the place I once called home. I smashed my parents head in the a near by table lamp to try and make an attempt to save my baby sister, but...she already turned. It was so fast I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I watched in horror as my sister retched and reached for me. Her eyes looked hungry, the sounds she made were terrifying, and the slow way she shambled toward me felt so unreal.

I couldn't kill her. Not my sister, so, like the coward I am, I ran, and I didn't stop.

April 14, 2015, 9:12 AM, Konoha Forest

I awoke to leaves rustling. I shot up from my sleep immediately on the defense. I grabbed my machete that I had come across in my travels. My weapon was at the throat of a man. He was blonde and looked around my age. His clothes were tattered, his face dirty and wielded a tire iron.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not gonna hurt you! Please, I just wanted to see if you're all right?" he pleaded. He sounded genuine, but how the fuck would I know. One thing I have learned from being on my own is: Trust no one.

With my blade at his throat, I demanded, "Drop your weap-"

Thunk.

My eyes widened. He actually did it, and before I could even finish. I stared at the tire iron for a few seconds before slowly looking back to him with a questioning look.

He gave me a bright smile, and rubbed the back of his head with his left hand, while happily telling me, "I told you I didn't want to hurt you, miss! I just haven't seen another live person in awhile and wanted to see if you were okay!" He gave a shy giggle. I couldn't help by snicker at him. Why is he explaining himself to me? He doesn't even know me. I could kill him right now, and he doesn't even seem to care. I slowly lowered my machete. Relief flooded over his face, "Thank you, miss," he exclaimed, "what's your name?"

"H-Hinata Hyuga." I replied, shyly. My badass act now flushed away.

"Well, Hinata, its nice to meet you!" the man said excitedly, "My name is Naruto Uzumaki."

Naruto...

-Soooo, what do you guys think? This is my first time EVER writing so I need some feed back. Should I continue writing this or no? Thank you so much for reading!