Left for Dead – Prologue
Alexandra/Alex (age 8)
I didn't have to look back to know the creatures were close. Gray's hand remained clasped around mine, both of us following behind his older brother and father.
My legs feel numb but I don't let them betray me. Gray's father freezes, facing his oldest son.
"Run! Take Gray and Alex. Keep them safe."
"No, no, Dad. Come with us," Gray's brother pleads.
"No," their father says, "I've got to go get your mother. Run!"
Their father runs, somewhere now lost in the crowd. We can't see him anymore. Gray's brother holds onto my other hand, the three of us heading for the hill. My eyes fill with tears and I can't stop them streaming down my face.
I cry out, "My mum and dad! Where are they?!"
Gray's brother says, "I don't know, Alex, I don't know."
I shudder at the thoughts of my mum and dad lying dead somewhere.
"Maybe they're okay," Gray says, his voice unsure.
I feel cold all over. Then I blink my eyes a couple of times while the three of us keep running, faster and faster. We're close to the hill. Without warning, Gray slips and I tumble down beside him. Both of us look on. His brother keeps moving; hands in a fist, as if we were still there.
I hastily peer over my shoulder, my heart pounding as I saw those things behind us. Knowing what I had to do, I reach out to Gray, tugging him by the sleeve.
"Gray! Gray! Come on, run. Run!" I scream.
With all my strength I yank him to his feet. He takes hold of my hand and we keep heading for the hill. Suddenly I hear a growl. Clawed hands drag me back, my physical resistance proving futile. Gray's hand is no longer in mine. My stomach twists. I hear him, howling my name.
"ALEX!"
"Gray!" I shout back.
We're hauled away and I can no longer see him.
A/N: I luckily got a few spare hours to relax so I ended up writing this fic. I hope it's okay so far. Please review and let me know what you think. BTW I have no idea when I'll get the chance to update this story, because of having to study.
