It was a rainy gloomy awful day. Nicky had been travelling with her mother Jessa through the zombie filled streets. They had just been about to get to a safe room when a tank showed up. Actually it wasn't just a tank. It was 2 tanks a witch and a very large horde.

"Nicky you need to stay hidden here and do not leave. Once everything is gone run to the safe room. Do you understand?" Jessa said putting Nicky into a little hole just big enough for her. Nicky nodded as her mother gave her a kiss her on the head and said goodbye. She watched her mother walk into the middle of it all quickly getting overwhelmed and taken down. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream but she knew if she did the zombies would find her and kill her. So she just sat silently weeping into her sleeve as she watched the zombies slowly thin out until they were mostly gone. When she thought it was safe she grabbed her gun and her axe and slowly crawled out of the hole. Looking to see if it really was safe. It looked to her as safe as it could get so she got out completely. She walked over to her mothers lifeless body and held her hand.

"I'm so sorry mother. I wish I could have been a better help but I couldn't. I, I'm so sorry." She said crying.

She got up wiped away the stray tears and looked down at her mother. "Mother I promise you I will avenge your death. I promise you. I will kill every last zombie on this planet earth if that's what it takes. But I promise you this mom I will avenge you." She said walking away.

8 months later...

"Ugh you all disgust me." Nicky said pushing the end of her trusty axe into another zombies skull. She had had that axe since the infection started and it still hasn't let her down. She whipped around to kick another zombie in the stomach the axe it's head off. "You nasty nasty things. You make me sick." She said spitting on the zombies body then walking away.

She had been going for 8 months as she could figure since the death of her mother. She was alone for all of it almost dying at several points. She then saw the orange spray painted house with an arrow pointing left on a wall which aforementioned a safe room ahead. Nicky smiled at the thought of resting for a while. She sauntered to the staircase her axe at hand in case a zombie attacked. As she was quietly climbing the stairs she heard a low growling.

"We'll that's just fucking peachy, a hunter." She said to herself. She had come up with names of the new infected as she met up with them. She had met up with the hunters, boomers, and smokers. She hated them. As she continued climbing the stairs the growling grew louder. She started looking around so it wouldn't take her off guard when it pounced. She saw something move around a corner at the top of the staircase

"I've got you now you bastard you won't take me by surprise." She said to herself. Still climbing the stairs she moved to the opposite side of the small staircase than she saw the hunter move to. She had the axe in hand and was ready for anything. Okay maybe not a tank but almost anything. As she came around the corner the hunter leapt at her. She took a quick step back so the hunter got a mouthful of the wall. While it had lost his sense of direction Nicky clubbed it over the head with the axe. It made a small whine as she jabbed the axe right through its head. When that was said and done she continued down the hall very careful of any other zombies who could be lerking in the old house. There for some reason weren't any. That was quite surprising to her, there would usually be at least one or two zombies roaming but for some reason there wasn't. As she looked around she found another health kit so she used hers and grabbed the new one. She also found pain pills and what looked like a jar of boomer bile. "This might come in handy for a horde." She thought to herself putting it on her special belt she had made to carry things like that. After another search of the house showed nothing new she left.

"Well where the hell was the safe room then?" She asked herself. She then noticed the shed out back of the house that had the iconic red metal door. "Well I'm an idiot." She thought walking over to the door. She opened the door and locked it. Moving to lay on the couch that was one of the many in the small room.

"It's kinda like the tardis it seems bigger on the inside." She said to nobody in particular. "Well I guess I should get some sleep then." She thought. She laid down and closed her eyes listening to the zombies rustling in the trees. "I guess I could get used to this."