The pack chapter1
My pack is the strongest force on this now apocalyptic planet. Ever since my pack was started, are lives have been filled with excitement in this cold, dark, merciless world. My pack consists of me Carlos, my wife Jessica or "Jess", my best friend David, and my daughter Catherine or "cat." We're infected and we stick together to survive. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself, let's start from the beginning. It was a cold January morning, and all was well. I had a loving wife, and a 10 year old daughter, and my job as a spray paint artist was great. That may sound stupid, but there was a trend that came by that made spray paint art all the rage. I was hired by the local businesses to spray the city of Fairfield Pennsylvania. I woke up that day and did my usual morning routine like showering and bushing my teeth etc. Since today was was a work day, I put on my custom C.F. hoodie. C.F. Is a slogan that I made, it means create freely, a slogan that I follow to this day. After I was dressed, I waked down from my room into the kitchen where Jess and Cat were.
"Oh hi dad, I see your working today" Cat said eating her bowl of cereal.
"Yeah, at your school."
"Oh, just don't embarrass me when you're there."
"Don't worry, I'm only working of the cafeteria."
"Okay, oh its time for me to leave, bye dad." cat then gave me a peck on the cheek and left for the bus. Jess threw me a bottle of water and pulled me to the side.
"Carlos, we need to talk about Catherine. I'm afraid that she's being bullied."
"Really, by who?"
"I don't know, but maria and her came here yesterday not even speaking to me. She came home without her backpack, and I even heard Catherine crying in her room."
"Well after work today I'll talk to principal frank about this."
"Okay, I love you, have fun."
"You too" I left my apartment to go and pick up David, my best friend since 2nd grade/ co-painter. I got in my car and drove to his house. He was standing outside in his green over-shirt and dirty jeans. I rolled down the window and told him to get in.
"About time your slow ass got here."
"Well if you didn't crash your car then I wouldn't have to pick your sorry ass up."
"Hey I had the right away, that bitch was going 70 in a 55." He got in the car and we drove to the school. It was small, even for an elementary school. We got out and meet up with some construction workers who told us the plans. We would spray a picture of a cheeseburger with a less than sigh next to it, pointing to a plate of salad. We put on our masks and went to work. During this time David would take off his mask and huff the paint fumes. He liked getting high, and as long he worked, I didn't give a shit. It took us a couple hours, but we finished. I called a taxi for David since he was higher than a Boeing 747. I left and drove to a 7-11 to get some gas. I pulled in and and saw a man just standing in the middle of the gas way. I parked my car and filled it up. The guys was standing there the entire time. "Hey buddy, you okay? You'll get run over!" He didn't respond. I walked up to him, but then he attack me, biting me and scratching me with fucking cat claws. "FUCK GET OFF OF ME!" I pushed him off and got in my car and drove off, without paying for the gas. I felt like shit while driving home. I nearly passed out a couple times. I soon arrived at my apartment where Jessica and Catherine were.
"Oh my god Carlson, what happened to you?" Jessica said hugging me
"I was attack by some crazy man, I think I need to go to the hospital."
"Come on cat, we need to take your father to the doctors.
"Is he going to be alright" cat said with confusion and worriment
"Sure I will, now lets get going." We drove to the hospital, which was nearly full. Most people looked like the guy who attacked me: They had pale skin and yellow eyes. We were seen by a doctor after waiting for an hour.
"Hello I'm Dr. Damien, so did you come down with the green flu Mr. Mogul?"
"I'm not sure, all I know is that I was attack by someone who looked like the people in the lobby."
"Well don't worry, let me take blood and I'll have the results shortly." The doctor took my blood and went out of the room. We were quiet the entire time because I didn't feel like talking. I felt like crap on both the inside and outside. He came back with the the results, and he let David in as well.
"Carlos, I heard that you got attacked." he said
"I was, the doctor has blood results to see if I have anything."
"Okay you three, the results came back...positive for the green fly. That man must have given it to you."
I sat in my chair, in unbelief. I almost cried too, but I don't know id that was from the news or the pain I was suffering. The doctor then added to the diagnosis.
"You seem to have a mutated form of the flu. We're not sure what that means, but..." We heard screams from outside the room. The doctor looked out the little window on the door, and the window was splattered in blood. He stood there in shock, I then asked him what happened, but he dint respond. That's...when it happened. I collapsed on the floor and coughed up blood. In pulled my hood over my head so they wouldn't see my face. My entire body felt like it was on fire. After the feeling of burning, I was hungry. I saw the doctor and decided that he would be my lunch. I ponced on top of him and used my new claws and sharp teeth to rip him apart. I tore into his chest, grabbing anything I could and stuffing down my mouth. I turned around to see David, cat, and Jessica there, backed up with fear against the wall. I thought to myself "I want these guys to join me" so In an instant I swiped and clawed all 3 of them. I then sat there on all fours, just waiting for their transformation. It took a while, but they all turned. Cat looked like me, a hoodie, grep skin, sharp claws and teeth, she was the same thing as me. Jess had gray skin too and claws the size of knives. David just looked like a normal infected to me. When cat saw me she growled at me, and I could understand her growls perfectly.
"Dad, LETS GO KILL PEOPLE!"
The girl was on a rush of energy. I calmed her down and I convinced them to join me in my pack. The pack was formed and we set out our new infected lives.