All I can remember from the beginning is waking up with a massive headache, I looked over without getting up and saw I was in a town. I saw a
man across the street limping with a white blood stained shirt, I was about to try to talk to him but before I spoke I heard a loud bang then saw the
man fall to the ground. I sat still and closed my eyes holding as still as I could hoping the shooter would think I'm dead, after the footsteps past
I tried to stand up but my legs felt numb and I couldn't move them so I lay there and passed out...
The next day I was awoken by a cough and a wheeze I was in a dark room with a tall figure sitting in a chair watching TV, for a moment I thought I
was kidnaped but then I noticed I wasn't tied to anything I nervously sat up hoping the man wouldn't hear me but the rusted springs in the couch
made enough noise for him to notice. "finally your awake" the tall figure said, I was nervous and confused I tried to say something but I couldn't
think of anything to say. "Hey man you gona say anything?" he said with a cough "um, hello" I said now seeing something on the mans face that
didn't look human, "phew for a second I thought you were just a common in a hoodie, oh boy that would have been embarrassing"
"common?" I said nervously "oh sorry forgot about the whole memory loss thing you have no idea what happened" he said moving into the light of
the TV showing the strange mutation on his face, I flinched at the look of it "what the fuck is going on?"
"ok well, see this is gona be kinda hard to hear and you are most likely not going to believe me but" he paused. "your a zombie"
"well your right about me not believing you"
"really? how 'bout you take a look in the mirror then" he opened the drapes and turned off the TV, I crouched down to the TVs size and saw a
myself wearing a black hoodie, red-eyes, and sharp claws. I couldn't believe what I was seeing I then turned to the now open window and saw
pale stumbling people with blank expressions on their faces.
"Ok I believe you, but one thing bothers me, why can we talk?"
"We are different from the others we call them commons we are mutated infected kinda like the superhero of the apocalypse"
"so what do we have like powers? Are there more like us?" My mind now ignoring the fact that I'm no longer human, instead I was filing up with
questions. "Well not really 'powers' more like" he paused "special abilities" I could tell he was trying to stay away from the word mutations I could
understand though he was trying to be gentle. "So what makes you special?"
"Well this thing on my face has let my tongue grow long inside it, so I can grab things far away with it" I had a chilling thought about how he could
kill someone strangling them with it. "Well, what about me?"
"Well you are one of the most deadly infected, the humans call them hunters, hunters have very strong leg power and they can jump almost 20 or
more feet in the air" I was amazed at what I was apparently capable of, then I heard a loud stomp followed by the tall man whispering "oh no hide
hurry" I rushed under the couch as fast as I could as the footsteps got louder I listen to the conversation
"what's going on up here Greg"
"nothing, why is something wrong?"
"What's all this talking I'm hearing"
"probably just Ken talking to himself again"
"no no it didn't sound like Ken it sounded like you, and I know your not talking to yourself" I thought about who the big man was and who was Ken?
I ignored the rest of the conversation thinking about this place and its secrets, but my heart stopped (if it even was still beating) when I heard
Greg "ok ok you got me" he turned towards the couch and said "come on out" I slowly came out from my hiding spot looking at the giant that was
standing next to Greg "I told you we don't need anyone else here, we have no rooms left, unless he will sleep in the room with half the floor missing
you scrawny hunters are good at jumping anyway right?" the giant growled "he can stay in my room" Greg exclaimed followed by a nervous cough
that giant stood still for a moment then spoke "ok but he's your responsibility, If he gets in trouble its on you"
"ok I understand" the giant man then walked away jumping through a whole in the floor to a pit full on ripped in half bodies and blood all over the
wall, I felt disgusted and hungry at the same time, which put yet another question in my head "so do we have to eat" Greg interrupted me "no we
don't exactly have to, were just carnivores we can live off meat it doesn't have to be human meat, but the commons find it irresistible." It was
getting dark so Greg showed me where I had to sleep, the same blood stained couch I woke up on, I spent most of the night thinking about what
my past life was like, but nothing came to mind.
Based off Being Infected by HazelFireSky, if you liked this than go read some of her stuff.