Hiya! This is going to be my first fanfiction, so yeah!
This is just a one shot about a OC and her life living in the apocalypse.
I sat quietly in the middle of nowhere. Well, not exactly nowhere, but it sure felt like it. I did know I was in a forest, but I didn't know where statewise I was. I glanced back at the pot I had over my fire. The pot has a can of peas in it that I would make last for a few days.
Snap! I turned around and was face to face with another person. The dude was slightly tanned with messy dirty blonde hair.
"Who are you?!" I asked standing up, yet it came out more like a demand.
He looked me in my eyes for a second before deciding what to say, "You're alone?"
I rolled my eyes. my camp was clearly just for one person. I mean I had on pack, and one log to sit on, along with one pot to cook my meals in, I thought it was obvious.
I quickly decided to reply with a rude tone to my voice, hopefully it would get him to leave me be. "Whaddya think? Do you see more than one of anything? No, you don't. Thats because its just me."
He stared at me before rolling his brown eyes. "My name's Brody, your's?"
I couldn't tell what he was doing, was he trying to be nice or was he trying to get me to trust him. "Not telling." I spit the words out at him bitterly.
"Well, I was going to let you join the group I was in. We are very welcoming." He said smirking, was this a challenge? I had no clue.
"Fine, it's Kimmi." I replied to him before turning to my pot and stirring it. I knew that was a bad idea the moment I did it.
I head leaves crackle and a twig crack behind me as he stepped closer. I turned and tried pulling my combat knife out, but it was too late he already shoved me into the flames.
I let out a loud scream as I watched him turn and smile. "Bye, Kimmi."