Another rainy day in the city, and the hard rain drops smacking against the concrete was music to his ears. It had been at least three days since he woke up from the puddle of blood he was laying in. He brought his hand up to touch his face. Cold, of course it would be cold, he was infected, he was more dead than alive then. Maybe he suspected it to be warm, like the past three days were only a bad dream, but no, they were very real. He had became a infected, which was basically a zombie because of the infection that had plagued his city and many others, the infection was named the Green Flu by CEDA, a organization whose goal is to stop the Green Flu from spreading to far, a little too fucking late buddies. He, among others was now known as hunters to survivors, hunters are not the only infected but merely a special strain of it. He didn't remember much of his past, only few things and his name. He spoke in a raspy voice, with a danish accent to it.

"Appak Imaakka"

From the name he guessed he was foreign, only moving to the country of America recently. He didn't know where he was from and he didn't care. He stopped in front of a window of a store that hadn't been broken into, only a matter of time he guessed. The rain poured down harder as he pulled the hood of his black hoodie down.

At least most of his appearance hasn't changed. Besides being paler and having no right eye he looked normal, except for his abnormal speed and strength, and the claws he now called fingers he was normal. He flipped his hood back then turned right into the alley.

"If only there was someone to talk too..."

A few normal infected, now as common infected, were laying in the alley and one pounding it's head against a wall. These guys were not good for talking, all they did was grunt like a tank when you tried to speak to them. With a heavy sigh he continued walking until a gunshot burst through the silence killing one of the infected in the alley.

"Finally, something to do."

He turned and ran up the brick wall to his left, hoping the survivor who shot the infected hadn't seen him. He got into his position to pounce, waiting for the survivor to step past where he was. The survivor shot more of the infected in the alley then stepped past him. Fool, he thought to himself as he let out a loud scream he pounced down on the survivor, tearing his claws into the survivors chest. Blood splatted across the front of his hoodie

Appak began to dig down into the survivor's chest then began pulling chunk after chunk of meat out of the survivor's chest. The survivor's scream echoed down the alley and into the night as the hunter's scream did. Once he reached the heart he gripped it firmly and pulled it out, killing the survivor.

Appak ate the heart then began devouring the survivor, beginning with the eyes, blood came pouring down his chin as he ate. He finished eating and wiped his chin on the sleeve of his hoodie. He stood and began walking down the alley again, stepping over the bodies of the common infected as he walked.

The rain had eased up by now but the clouds continued to block out the sun. As he walked he came past another alley where something in there caught his eye. He turned as he saw, at the end of the alley, a witch staring at him, part of her body covered by the corner of a wall. Her blood red eyes stared into his blood red eye and for a moment felt something click. He didn't know what it was but he felt it.

Appak turned toward her and walked to her, never taking his eye from her eyes. Even while he was infected, nearly a zombie, his heart still worked along with his brain but that is besides the point. His heart pounded in his chest as he walked to her. As he grew closer it pounded harder, as if it were going to jump from his chest at any moment. He was less than 3 feet from her when he spoke. His voice came out shaky now, still sounding the same.

"Hello."

Once he spoke that word she dashed from him, running down the alley away him. He followed after her, turning down the alley as well. Once he turned down the alley he couldn't see her anymore, but he saw something else, it was big but he couldn't make it out.

(To be continued)