I looked around frantically as I ran right down the center of the deserted street. A bunch of crap and cars were scattered all around. Some of the cars were ditched, some were crushed and some burned. I ran passed them and resisted the urge to shout.

"Where are you Hikari?" I murmured through clenched teeth. I pulled up my denim short shorts and quickly swept my straight brown hair into a messy bun as I ran so it wouldn't get in the way in case I had to fight a bunch of Them again.

I turned the corner and stopped. Shit. I cursed in my head. I guess I should have considered myself lucky that I'd gone this long without running into a single zombie. That dream died instantly as I stared at the pack of undead slowly making their way towards me.

My eyes widened and my breathe hitched in my throat when I realised that they weren't after me. I didn't make any noise yet, but something else was. It was a young girl, seventeen years old with chin length, layered blue hair and sparkling purple eyes. She was sitting in a wheelchair.

She was surrounded.

"Hikari!" I screamed. "Get out of there!"

A couple of Them turned to follow my voice, but most kept slowly stalking their way towards my best friend. I tightened my grip on the iron pipe I held with both hands and charged. I could feel the bile building up in my throat as I obliterated their skulls and kicked them away from me. I had never truly gotten used to killing yet, even though it's been over a week since Armageddon came crashing down on the world.

I made my way to Hikari and stood behind her facing away from her "Where the hell did you go?" I asked, breathing a bit heavier.

I saw Hikari point to one side of the street. "I wanted a Klondike Bar." She murmured, clearly embarrassed by it.

I thwacked another across the side of the head and whipped around at her. "Are you serious! You got us into another God damned situation for that?"

"Hey. What would you do for a Klondike Bar?" she retorted.

"Hmmm… touché. BUT you know there would be no power for the freezers to keep them frozen."

Hikari sweat dropped. "Oh."

"Let's go." I sighed.

Together we fended Them off to the best of our abilities. At times like these I was glad I had my big brother, Tommy, who was currently in Iraq fighting the war that was going on before this shit went down. He was one of those meany brothers that gave me noogies all the time and I had to learn to fight him off.

I like to think that Tommy is ok where he is. Maybe things aren't as bad over there as it is here in Japan. I pray every day that I will see him again. If I can keep myself alive until then that is.

"Hiyah!" Hikari cried, smashing one to the ground with her 2 by 4 and then running its head over with her wheels.

"Come on you Thriller wannabe's!" I shouted, swinging my metal pipe around like a maniac.

This was kept up for a few more minutes. Just when we thought we had got them all, more showed up on all sides.

"Amy!" Hikari huffed. "I can't take it anymore."

I sucked in a shaky breath and stood next to her. She reached up and took my hand. Both of us were pushed to our limits. There was no way that we could get out of this one.

A tear fell down my cheek and I closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, Hikari." I whispered.

She squeezed my hand. "Amy?"

"Yeah?" I opened my emerald eyes and looked down into her purple ones. She also had tears running down her face, but she was calm and had a small smile gracing her lips.

"Can you…please… kill me, Amy?" Hikari asked.

My eyes widened in shock and the tears started to flow harder. "What?"

"I'm… begging you." She muttered, pulling on my hand a bit. "I know it's selfish, but I just can't be one of Them. I just… can't"

I stared at her for a moment and then shut my eyes tight. "Sure, hun. I think I can do that?"

"Oh, thank you." She breathed. She sounded relieved and genuinely happy about it, given the circumstances.

I took a step back from her and held the metal pipe in front of me. I wrung my fingers around it, staring at it. I refused to look at Hikari right now. If I saw her face right now I knew I'd chicken out. I closed my eyes shut and wielded the pipe over my head in one swift motion.

Woosh!

I froze as I heard the sound of several blood spatters and bodies crashing to the floor. I opened my eyes and watched as every zombie dropped one by one. I didn't move an inch as I stared at the spectacle before me. Pretty soon dead undead bodies scattered the ground around us.

The metal pipe slipped from my hands and a gasp escaped my lips. I looked down at Hikari, who was also watching our surroundings in disbelief.

"Hey!" someone shouted. "Are you guys ok?"

I fell to my knees and held onto the armrest of Hikari's wheelchair for support. I turned my head and saw a big hummer parked down the street. A boy with dark brown hair was running towards us while another, pudgier one was standing through the sunroof of the vehicle with an automatic rifle in his hands.

"Whoa." Me and Hikari said at the same time.

The tall boy stood in front of us now. "You alright?" he asked.

"Yeah!" Hikari cried happily, throwing her hands up.

"Thank you!" I cried, happy tears now running down my face. My shoulders were shaking I was crying so hard. "You came just in time."

"No doubt." He replied with a smile. "I'm Takashi Komuro."

"I'm Hikari Yamita!" Hikari replied cheerily.

I sucked in a huge breathe and wiped the tears off my face. "I'm Amy Jones."

His smile grew and he jerked his thumb to the hummer. "You guys need a lift?"

I nodded happily and Takashi led us to the big hummer.

Our salvation.