BUFFY

It all happened a few months ago. A crazy virus turning people into zombies. Well, it wasn't long until it went worldwide. I met up with a group of survivors heading to California, the safe zone. Ellis and his lover Alex and a tough as nails girl named Rochelle. Together, we made a good team. Right now, we're in a safe house and I'm writing in this stupid journal...trying to keep sane. The others are sleeping. We had to put a board over the bars on the door so the infected couldn't see inside. I still hear them out there though, moaning and crying for something to eat. We didn't get this far on luck, I think we're good together, I think we'll make it to Cali.

"Hey" Rochelle says, tapping my shoulder. "Get some rest, I'll take watch"

"Okay, thanks. I was about to pass out. If anything happens, grab my ax"

She laughs a bit. "Will do, slayer"

I lay down near Ellis, he's snuggled in Alex's arms. I wonder what they're dreaming, probably something better than all this. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm out. I don't dream anymore, it's all blank till something awakens me. A loud bang. Rochelle has her pistol in hand, aiming it at the door, Ellis is up and his knuckles are starting to turn white as they grip his blade. I'm the only one that hasn't sprung to my feet yet. I grab my ax and quickly get to my feet.

"What is it?" I ask.

"It sounds like a tank" Ellis says back, his voice shaky. His mom was killed by one. "It sounds angry too"

"Think it knows we're here?" Alex asks with is rifle pointed towards the door.

"Maybe, maybe not. Let's just prepare for a fight"

"Buffy, you're always ready to fight. Even when you just woke up" Rochelle smiles.

"Gotta be alert"

Ellis runs upstairs to get a better look and then there's a sound of glass breaking and something hitting the floor. He comes running back down and reaches for the lock on the door.

"It's coming through the window!" He yells. "We gotta go!"

I see the tank squeezing it's way down the stairs. In a split second, we're all outside, running. I don't know what just happened, or how I got outside but I need to run. I hear the tank pick up a large chunk of asphalt and toss it then I hear Rochelle.

"Shit!" She yells. "I'm down!"

"Cover me!' I yell to Ellis and Alex.

"Reloading!" Alex screams.

I run over to Rochelle and help her to her feet, once she's up, she's good to go but she runs with a limp. The infected and the tank are chasing us now. I pull out my pistol and start firing behind me, hoping it hits our main target, the tank. It groans and falls to the ground, making a loud THUD. Now we're just running from the infected.

"Up here!" Alex yells, pointing at a ladder.

Rochelle is the first to climb, then Alex, then Ellis and finally me. I begin the climb, it seems like it takes forever but when I get to the top, the ladder breaks and plummets towards the ground and I follow it. But a hand reaches out and grabs mine.

"Ellis" I say. "Pull me up"

"It'll be my pleasure" He smiles and with a grunt, he pulls me up on the scaffolding.

We stand there, watching the infected reach for us, groaning and moaning. They surround us, there's not getting out of this mess.