Chapter One

Northshore Resort

Starring:

Shaniqua Cooper and Courtney Jennings

*This chapter is dedicated to my Mom(Shaniqua Cooper) who loved my FB about my story and one of my good friends(Courtney Jennings) who laughed to see what would happened to her if I were to put her in my story. Tell me what you think and if you're just going to be an arsehole you can keep it pushin'! THANKS! AngelKitty out.

A dark skinned woman with the uniform and armor of the US Army, an Assault Rifle RN in her hands as she looked out at the ocean from her station on the wall. Her dark red hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, her green eyes narrowed in thought. Captain Sasha Copland, protector of Northshore Resort and Poseidon. Mother of the young man that founded, help rebuild, and reinforce the tourist attractions they renamed "Northshore" and Poseidon.

"Captain." A young beautiful brunette haired woman called.

"Jenkins."

"Everything is secure, ma'am. Even Poseidon." Jenkins replied.

"No cracks?" Sasha asked.

The young woman chuckled. "Shatterproof, ma'am."

Sasha cleared her throat, which stopped the brunette's chuckling.

"Permission to speak freely, Captain?" Jenkins asked with her hands behind her back.

"Never stopped you before, Jenkins." Sasha retorted.

"I'm starting to lose hope." Jenkins admitted, causing Sasha to look at the young woman. "What if-"

"Chole," Sasha said in a motherly tone. "you can't think like that."

"How can I not?" Jenkins questioned. "We've lost Helen, Latavier, and Randon," she named off. "What if I-"

"Hey," Sasha said softly, plancing the young woman's shoulders. "they did not listen to me and look what happened. They're Walkers now, outside of those gates are the shell of those we once called "friends". As along as you listen to me, you'll be fine."

Jenkins stood straight and saluted her captain. Sasha dismissed her and turned back around to watch the waves curl upon the shore.

"Mom?"

She didn't have to turn around to know it was her son, James. The founder and leader of Northshore Resort. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before speaking.

"Are you sure about this?" She asked her son. "You're ready to risk your life for complete strangers?"

"Mom," James sighed. "We've been over this. I gotta get Jo, she's still in Georgia."

"Georgia?" Sasha repeated, turning to face her son. "What the fuck is she doing there?"

"Bonnefoy." James spat.

Sasha rolled her eyes. "Makes sense now. Helping that asshole with his work again? When will se ever learn?"

"So, can I trust you to look after everything while we're gone?" James asked Sasha.

"We?" Sasha asked with a raised eyebrow. "Who's we?"

"Me, Tiny and Ana."

Sasha shook her head. "No."

"Mom."

"No!" Sasha said louder. "You can't take the girls, Jay! They're only thirteen!"

"That's not your call." James told her sternly. "Besides, they want to go."

Sasha gave her son that "What Did You Just Say To Me, Boy?" look, making James fear for his life on the inside. But he stayed strong and stern on the outside. Sasha let it go.

"I'll go." Sasha said. "I'll go instead so you three don't have to leave."

"No way, mom." James said with a shake of his head. "I need you here. The twins can't take care of this place like you, and I trust you more than them. You rule with a firm grip, while the girls would let the others walk all over them."

Sasha huffed and turned her back to her son. "Fine. If that's what you want. You leave at dawn."

When it was time for James and his twin sisters to leave, there was a car packed with supplies in the back. Sasha and her unit was by the car, armed with their rifles.

"Mom!" Tiny called, running to the woman.

Sasha hugged the teenager, the other two came in for a group hug. Sasha pulled away and willed her tears to stay away.

"We packed you with enough food, water, clothes, and gas to get you to Georgia." Sasha told James. "Your main priority is getting your sister out of there. Once you get there, head to the old radio tower and contact Andrew. He finds survivors and bring them here, he will give you what you need to get back or give you a ride back. Choice is yours, but you must come back."

James nodded. "We will."

Sasha placed kisses on her children's foreheads. "Be safe and stay with each other. Always."

"Yes ma'am." The twins said in unison.

Sasha smiled at her girls as she watched them and her son get into the car. James started the car up and gave his mom the thumbs up. Sasha looked over at Jenkins.

"Stay at my side at all times," Sasha ordered Jenkins, "Am I clear?"

"Crystal, Ma'am!"

Sasha's facial expression went serious. She spun around to address her unit.

"Men!" Sasha called, authority in her tone. "Protect the them from the Walkers!" Sasha shouted. "And make sure none get inside!

"Ma'am!" Her unit shouted.

She gestured to the two men from her unit who were at the gates of Northshore, they reconized the gesture and nodded, they quickly opened the gates as James revved the engine. The sounds of the Walkers always made Sasha's skin crawl, growling and snarling, she hated it. Her and men started shooting them down. Not missing a shot. Sasha on the front lines, shooting any Walker that tried to get too close to the car and too close to the gates. The blue Escalade zoomed away from the gates of Northshore.

"Round them up, boys!" Sasha ordered.

"Yes Ma'am!"

The men started using poles to push the dead back. Jennings ran forward to help them, Sasha called out to her. Sasha quickly grabbed a Walker by it's arm and hip tossed it to the ground before giving its head a good stomp. Sasha made her way to the front of her men and kicked a Walker into the group of those soulless beasts, making them stumble back.

"Now!" Sasha cried.

The gates were pushed closed and nothing but still undead bodies around them. Sasha gained her composure quickly before turning to address her unit.

"Good job, men." Sasha praised. "I'll call unit 4 to come for the bodies."

"Captain." One of her men called.

Three men moved out of the way to see that Chloe Jenkins didn't make it, her eyes were open, mouth slightly gaped and her throat had a chunk ripped out of it. Her hair was soaked in her own blood. Sasha knelt next to Jenkins body and balled her fists.

"Dammit, Chloe!" Sasha hissed angrily. "Dammit!"

Sasha made her way to the deceased woman. "Didn't I tell you to listen to me? Didn't I? What am I suppose to tell her now?"

Sasha got up and looked down at Jenkins lifeless body, pulled out her handgun and aimed it right at Jenkins' head.

"You should've listened."

The sound of a single gunshot rung throughout Northshore.