I've decided that I want to try this again if you guys will give me the chance. I know I quit the last story but I promise that I'll try better on this one. So I'll put all the info down at the bottom if you guys want to give this a go.

I also need help thinking of a name for this story so any suggestions would be helpful.

I Run Through Glass In The Street

Kerosene Hearts Carry The Name That My Father Gave Me

And Take The Face Of The Wolf

'Cause This Is A Wasteland, My Only Retreat

With Heaven Above You, There's Hell Over Me

May 21, 2013: Day 1

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Kathrine smiled as she stood from her seat. Summer break started today. She couldn't wait to relax with her family for three months.

She nodded a good-bye to the professor as she quickly exited the classroom and jogged back to the dorm. Her roommate, Carly, was already there packing her bags. Kathrine called a greeting to the blonde as she dropped her bag onto her bed.

"Ready for summer?" Carly asked as she threw her, mostly pink, wardrobe into her large suitcase.

"Oh yes!" Kathrine exclaimed, folding her Three Days Grace shirt and setting it in her black suitcase.

"What are you doing this summer?"

"Hanging with the family mostly, you?" Kathrine glanced at the bubbly blonde and she tried to close her overflowing suitcase.

"Oh, you know, traveling." She plopped down on the suit case, hoping it would help. It didn't.

Kathrine stifled a laugh at her roommate. "Why don't you take some clothes out?"

"No!"

"You're gonna buy more anyways."

"True." Carly stopped bouncing for a minute as she contemplated Kathrine's words. "I guess you're right."

Kathrine shook her head and threw the rest of her essentials into her bag. "Well, I'll see you in August. Have a good summer."

Carly yelled a good-bye as Kathrine exited the room.

Kathrine turned down her Three Days Grace CD as she pulled into the neighborhood her parents lived in. She pulled into her driveway and climbed out.

The neighborhood was unusually quiet. There were no children running around, no one sitting on their porch. Just silence. She ran into her house.

"Mom!" Kathrine yelled, running from room to room. The house was empty.

She ran back outside and stopped in her tracks. She saw a woman with a bloody dress and familiar brown locks.

"Mom?" Kathrine whisper, edging closer to the woman.

The thing spun around, moaning, as it shuffled towards her. Kathrine scrambled backwards, tripping over her feet, as she tried to get away from that thing.

She ran inside and locked the door, collapsing on the couch.

"What the fuck?!" She exclaimed, burying her head in her hands. That thing was definitely her mother, but it was missing chunks out of its neck. Her mother couldn't possibly be walking around if her throat was ripped out, could she?

Kathrine shook her head as contemplated it. No that couldn't be her mother. It had to be a sick joke. It had to be.

She jumped as the thing began beating on the door. The beating got louder as she stared at the door. She knew the thing would soon break the door down.

Knowing she needed a weapon, she ran in the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. They didn't have any other weapons in the house considering they lived in a large neighborhood.

There was a crash and then shuffling. The thing had broke in. She darted for the back door and slipped out. She jogged around the house only to be greeted with three more of those things. She backed up before they saw her but it was useless. They turned and shuffled towards her.

The first one closed in on her and she stabbed forward, puncturing the things heart, but still it advanced on her. Her eyes widened as she yanked the knife out. She backed up and, not knowing what to do, began running down the street. She made it a good bit before she had to stop and catch her breath.

The things were still following her but there was a safe distance between them. Kathrine looked around, trying to figure out what to do when she heard a voice.

"Hey lady." A voice whispered. She jerked her head around, searching for the source. She finally located it. It was a young boy, about 15, with shaggy brown hair talking through a window. "Are you bit?"

Kathrine shook her head. "No."

The boy closed the window and opened the door, motioning for her to come inside.

She gladly ran into the house as the boy locked the door and pushed the bookshelf back in front of the door.

"Thanks, you really saved my ass."

"Don't mention it." The boy said.

"What's going on?" Kathrine asked, motioning outside.

"The news is calling them Biters."

"News?" Kathrine asked.

He turned on the tv.

"Stay inside your homes at all times. The hospitals are overflowing with wounded." The newscaster said. "Sources tell us the only way to kill them is to destroy the brain."

The screen then switched to live footage of the "Biters" roaming around cities, attacking people. The boy switched the screen off.

"They say it's the next epidemic."

"Nothing like I've ever seen." Kathrine said, looking out the window.

"Name's Danny, by the way."

"Kathrine." She said, looking away from the window. "Why are you alone anyways?"

"Parents are at work." He replied. "What brings you here?"

"My mom lives up the street." Kathrine clenched her fists and looked away. Danny understood and laid a hand on her shoulder.

"They're searching for a cure as we speak."

"I just hope they find one soon." Kathrine said quietly, as she drew the curtains.

Song: Hell Above

Artist: Pierce the Veil

Well there's the first chapter. I hope it wasn't too terrible. I have a few rules.

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3.) Don't make a lot of teenagers or children. I understand there will be some but not a lot. Please give me more adults that are above 30.

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