So hi guys and girls! I told you that that I was remaking 'Zombies Ain't Nothin' and that is what I did. I started it from Season Uno! I hope you love it and shit like that. Coraline Clay face claim is the beautiful Amber Heard. Any Question, you know what to do! RxR. Enjoy!
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Its been weeks now since the dead started to walk again while the living started to die. I remember were I was when this all went down. It was right after having a big fight with Shane about our wedding that was coming up very soon. I told him that I wanted to wait till Rick was out of the hospital so he could be there. Well in the end, Shane yelled and bluntly said that he didn't believe that Rick was going to make it. So me being the stubborn chick that I am, I yelled back at him, telling him that he was wrong and I stormed out of our house. I remembered hearing him screaming for me to get back in the house and talk to him but I was so pissed, I climbed into my red mustang and drove off.
When I got to the Bar that I worked at, I quickly unlocked the front door and turned the lights on behind the counter. Hopping over the counter, I started to do what I do when I'm pissed: Clean. So I stood behind the counter with my back to the door, scrubbing out a dirty glass. It was silent till I heard the front door open up. I groaned, not even bothering to look up, thinking it was Shane. "Shane, I don't want to hear it anymore. Just go home." I yelled as I bent over to place the clean glass down and grabbed a different glass. I waited for a response or something but got nothing other then a faint moan like sound. Realizing it wasn't my fiancé, I slowly placed the glass down and grabbed the revolver that I kept behind the tip jar. Standing up, I pointed my revolver a this bloody beast that looked like it walked straight out of a Stephen King novel. I felt like I was glued to the floor, barely moving as it stared me down. My eyes widen as the monster started to run towards me. Without thinking, I shot at the monster, hitting it in the forehead. As it laid on the ground, I watched the blood spill from its head, shocked of what I did. After a couple of minutes I heard more moans coming from the front door.
"Oh, my god." I whispered and quickly ran to my boss's office, shutting myself inside. I hid under the desk, holding my knees to my chest. I listened to the groans pass the closed door. Their shadows showing up on the wall in front of me, making sure I wouldn't leave this room till morning. The whole night I remembered thinking and praying. Praying that someone would come in and save my ass. Praying that those things would be gone when I woke up. Praying that I would wake up in Shane's arms from a this twisted nightmare.
The next morning I woke up to silence. Nothing but deadly silence. I slowly unwrapped myself and crawled out from under the desk. Before opening the door, I checked my revolver and saw that I only had a couple of shots left. Hoping that they weren't still out there, I quickly made a break to the door and out to my car. Turning on the car, I backed out and drove home. I thought about if a cop pulled me over but then again, my Fiancé is a cop and would want me to get home fast. I went past so many monsters. Some looked like people that I knew from town. I lived around of these people my whole live, now their gone. When I got into my drive way, I quickly ran into my house.
"Shane!" I yelled looking through the rooms. Our knives and guns were gone, our clothing was everywhere, even our bed sheets were ripped off our bed. In all, our house looked like a hurricane hit it. "S-Shane?" I kept yelling for him but got no answer. Moving back to our room, I started to pack some extra clothing before changing into my gray long sleeve v-neck, a pair of jean shorts and cowgirl boots. I walked out of our room, sliding my revolver into the wristband of my jeans. I was just about to throw my backpack over my shoulder till I remembered my machetes. Their have been in my family ever since my mom's step father won them in a poker game. I don't see why Shane never liked that I kept them here. After grabbing them, I quickly left and drove to Rick & Lori's. Just before I got to their place, I was stopped by a man and a boy flagging me down.
"Hey! We need help!" The man yelled as the boy ran back into the house. I hopped out on my car and followed him into the home. As I shut the door behind me, I walked down the hall to see a woman laying on a bed. She was sweating, shaking with her eyes closed shut. I looked over at the boy. He was sitting by her bedside, watching her with tears filling his eyes. The man walked over to me and spoke. "She got bit." My eyes widen before I stepped over to the bed. I opened my backpack and took something out to clean her wounds with. I didn't know what to do or say to them. After hours of sitting with people that I have never met before, the woman passed. I held the boy as he cried, mumbling 'momma' into my shoulder as the man held her hand. She died and we watch as she became the walking dead.
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- Blaze