Hey guys! Hope you like the idea. I promise it will get better. This is just an introduction. I got the idea of the zombie apocalypse and being on a boat from watching play throughs of the new Walking Dead Michonne DLC. I would also like to thank RevyCaitEll for beta reading this chapter. If you like Danny Phantom, you should check her story out. Enjoy! :)
Jace woke up to the sound of wood being snapped and torn to pieces. Although he was still half asleep, his senses were still better than any normal human being's would ever be. He was below the deck of the boat and when he stood up from his bed, he was met with icy cold water that went up to his knees. That's not good.
Immediately Jace sprinted towards the staircase that would lead him to the deck of the ship. He was met by two familiar faces that were arguing with one another, as usual. Isabelle and Alec Lightwood, the infamous Zombiehunter siblings. Izzy immediately turned to Jace, her eyes fuming.
"Jace, what in hell did you do?" Izzy asked angrily.
Jace raised a hand to his chest in mock hurt.
"Izzy, I am offended you think this was my doing. Although I am pleased you think that I could cause this much destruction." Jace replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
The boat tilted alarmingly to the left. Alec rushed to the side of the old fishing trawler, trying to see anything that would suggest what they had struck. To his dismay, jagged rocks jutted out from the murky water.
"Aw crap. We've got some rock issues." Alec said over his shoulder.
"Dammit guys! I go asleep for a couple of hours and we hit rock bottom. Which one of you dipshits was steering?" Jace scowled, glaring at the two offending siblings in front of him.
Izzy averted her gaze to the ground, looking extremely guilty.
"You!" Jace narrowed his eyes as he pointed a long, slender finger at the dark haired female.
"What the hell were you doing? How could you miss those rocks?! They're huge! And very pointy!" He continued.
"I was….doing something, that wasn't steering the ship." Izzy replied, clearly frustrated.
Alec squinted into the distance. If he wasn't mistaken, he could see land. A city in fact. This could be good, they were running low on food and water after all…
"Hey guys, I think that instead of standing here pointing fingers at one another, we should do something productive before we sink." Alec stated plainly.
"Yes, I agree with Alec! Which doesn't happen often so it means it's a good idea." Izzy agreed, clearly wanting to stop being grilled by Jace for her lack of concentration.
"Ok, but if we're going, someone has to stay behind to make sure we don't go completely underwater. As this is all Izzy's fault I vote that she is the one that stays behind." Jace smirked.
Izzy began to complain but was interrupted by her brother who just raised a hand as if to say complaining won't change anything. She groaned, but nodded her head, accepting her fate as Alec and Jace descended the stairs to retrieve their weapons.
Alec and Jace pulled up to the tall concrete walls of the harbour. There were large cement slabs that looked like steps leading up the wall. A rusted rail ran alongside the slabs. Alec hopped out onto the slippery, seaweed covered steps, falling back into their dinghy.
"Hey! You're hurting Josh. Say sorry." Jace cried out, blatantly offended.
"I'm not apologizing to your dinghy. And Josh? Really?" Alec stared at Jace in disbelief.
Alec hopped out of the dinghy once again, staying on his feet this time. He grabbed the dinghy's rope and tied it securely to the rusting rail. Jace followed Alec up the so called stairs, cautious not to attract any unwanted attention. It would probably be bad to be eaten in a foreign country. Death by foreign zombies doesn't sound thrilling.
They stalked into the city, sticking to the shadows. They searched the surrounding buildings for any remaining supplies. As the two hunters progressed up the street, Jace's attention was pulled to the massive, pointed metal spike in the middle of the street. Surrounding the spike was a massive horde of the flesh eating creatures that now dominated the world. It appeared like they were attacking their own reflections. Are really that stupid?
"We gotta sneak past them. There's too many for us to take on." Alec whispered, gesturing with his knife towards the sixty or so zombies surrounding the metal base.
"Well no shit! I'm good but I'm not that good Alec." Jace replied.
Alec narrowed his eyes at his friend and scowled. It wasn't a pleasant sight.
They darted down a side street, almost colliding with another zombie. This one was ugly, like the others, with rotting teeth, glazed over eyes and decaying flesh.
"Shit!" Jace cursed as he drew one of his many knives.
The zombie growled and swiped at Jace, who narrowly dodged. The zombie let out a frustrated rumble as it prepared its dead muscles to attack again. Jace was quicker. He unsheathed his long blade and slashed at the zombie's stomach. The knife's edge met its target as it cut the decaying lump of meat open, releasing the potent smell of blood and rotten flesh. It was a bad mixture of smells.
The zombie stumbled backwards but continued to come at Jace. Jace sighed. These buggers really don't want to die. As the thought emerged in Jace's head, Alec appeared behind the stumbling mess of a zombie. In his hand was a sword, long and unbelievably sharp. Alec swung the sword and it met the zombie's neck, slicing through it with ease. The head dropped to the pavement with a sickening crack, and the body followed.
"Thanks, I could've handled it," Jace grunted.
"I know. But I can't let you have all the fun now can I?" Alec smirked.
Jace glared at him but they continued down the thin side street.
And then they heard some idiot scream. It didn't really sound female, but it was embarrassingly high pitched.
So, that's the intro! Hope you liked it. I'm just saying now that the reason they aren't in New York is because I have never been there so I wouldn't have a clue about what I'm talking about. So I set it at my home! Hope that doesn't piss you off too much!