Outcast...loner...freak...weirdo...the words used to describe me. The girl at school that no one talks to, the one that hides inside her dark hoody, even in the summer and spring. The one who dosnt care for the latest trends, the cutest guys, or the loudest parties. The one who was changed during the green flu...and didnt run away, the one who fought like a bat outta' hell, and adapted to the new life. Thats me, Diane, the first and only female hunter. I guess your diffrent, even when the world is turned inside out...
They called me stupid when I started smoking at eighteen, but they didnt know the crap I was going threw. I didnt drink away my problems, I smoked them away...that was better, right? Aw I dont give a crap. I was gonna hide, barricade myself in my home when the green flu broke out...that is until my best friend called, talking about how she was gonna fight her way out of it. I thought she was crazy...thought she wouldnt go threw with it. That is until she pounded on my door, clutching her arm to try and stop the blood that was pouring out of her gash. After awhile the same happened to me, turning me into a smoker. The irony, eh? Im Doyle, the smoker.

The reason this chapter is so short is because I just did this to introduce the characters, Doyle and Diane. The story is mostly gonna be told from Dianes POV. My Tab key is a jerk so srry if they dont work. XP R&R!