*I would recommend you read Kyami before reading this.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, Kyami, Ashley, Bee, Lei and any other character I decide to throw in that wasn't in the movies or the games.
A/N: So I've been getting requests for a sequel, wasn't planning on writing one and I'm honesty not sure what plot it would have but I'm gonna give it a shot. Fair warning, I'm not entirely sure how committed I can be to this cause I'm in the process of writing an original story/book, tho I'm not sure what I intend to do with it yet but if you've read any of my stories you'll know by now that I tend to just go with the flow when writing. Well without further rambling, here's what I've come up with so far. Let me know what you guys think and if I should continue. One love.
Wrapping her arms around her wife's waist and resting her palms on their unborn baby, Kyami relaxed as together they watched the sunset. If someone had told her even a few years ago that at twenty seven she would be married to the love of her life, with a twelve year old daughter, a dog and a baby on the way, she would have told them they were infected and the T-Virus was eating their brain. Now, she couldn't think of anything that would be better than the life she now lived, she was happy and that's all that mattered. Sure she would have loved it if the world hadn't been sent to hell in a hand basket but she knew that if it hadn't happened she never would have found the love she had.
With a gasp Kyami awoke from her blissful dream. Sighing, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked out the window of her room to see that it was still dark out. Shaking any remaining sleep from her eyes, she quickly went about cleaning the room. Some would ask why she bothered to clean up after herself in an abandoned hut but she did it because she knew someday people would be living here again, even if it took her last breath to ensure it. She could hear Jackson moving about as he roused the others; it was about time for them to start making a plan in regards to them moving on. After rescuing the newest members of their group in Australia, the plane they'd been traveling in decided that it had done enough work and had left them grounded in Africa. Silently, Kyami watched as everyone did their part to ensure that breakfast was prepared as quickly as possible, even the children; without intending to her mind drifted to Ashley and how helpful a child she was. She'd tried her best not to think of Ashley and K-Mart too much as the sadness was killing her. She knew she needed to complete her task or she could never live with herself, but the strain being away from her girls was putting on her mind was beginning to become too much.
"Hey Kyami, you're up! Come help with breakfast! The cereal may be stale but it's all we've got." shouted Kate while waving her over to the front of the hut.
"No problem, better something stale than nothing at all" she responded with a small smile.
Soon after starting on her journey three years ago, Kyami had met Kate in Montana when she'd rescued her from a hoard of undead; they'd become best friends after realizing that they shared of lot of the same interests, they'd even gotten close to the point that Kyami had even revealed her role in the outbreak of the T-virus and surprisingly hadn't been judged. For almost two years they had been each other's only human contact until they had found Jackson, his sister Kyra and a few others hiding out in a factory in Colorado. The rest they say is history. The last to join the group were Andrew, Naomi, their son Joshua, Crystal, Paul and their daughter Ainslie, who they'd found hiding out on a small island off the coast of Australia. They'd avoided the undead on the mainland long enough to escape to the island, only to then face the danger of the indigenous animals there that had avoided infection. How they'd survived long enough to have kids and raise them to the blessed ages of eight and seven was a question no one wanted to ask.
So far they were a group of twenty including six children, Kyami did her best to avoid interacting with the children too much, not because she disliked them but because when she looked at them, all she could think about was the daughter she'd left behind. As she watched everyone settle in to have their meal, she started considering their next move. The last read out she'd gotten from their plane before being forced to land was that they were somewhere in Niger, Africa, thankfully she'd been disposing of the undead as they flew over an area, so she didn't have any in the immediate vicinity to worry about. The issue now was getting to another functioning aircraft large enough to hold their entire group, while disposing of the remaining undead in Africa; despite that being only twelve states, it was still a lot of ground to cover, especially if they were going to be traveling on foot for a long period of time.
They'd been at their current spot for two weeks and she knew it was time to move on. Thankfully she'd covered Europe, the American Continents including Central America and the central and eastern parts of Africa before heading to Australia so as soon as they'd cleared the remainder of Africa they could make their way back to Alaska. As soon as the things used for breakfast were cleaned and put away, Kyami called a meeting with the adults of the group while the children when into another room to play.
"Okay, I know there are no undead around here but we're not staying for much longer because eventually we'll run out of food and we really don't want that. Tomorrow I was thinking we could go foraging for as much food as everyone can carry, even the kids and then in a couple days we can start moving. I know that we won't find much here because these villagers didn't seem much incline to modern things but with what we have, it should be enough to keep up for a week, maybe two if we only eat once for the day. Hopefully we'll find a vehicle quickly and then an airplane so we can get home sooner rather than later. Any questions?" Kyami intoned while watching the faces of the group gathered in front of her.
"Well I'm just curious, how do you even know which direction we should go to find civilization? Wasn't the map lost? And as far as I can see we're surrounded by the wild African plains, for all we know as soon as we leave these huts the animals will be on top of us wanting to tear us apart." asked Andrea worriedly.
"I always memorize the maps I use in the event that they're lost. As for the animals around us they won't bother us while I'm with you; that's because of the same reason the undead usually leaves us alone, I'm too scary" Kyami responded with a laugh. "As for the direction we're going, we were heading to the city of Niamey which is about 20 miles west of here based on the read out I got from the plane before it gave up on us, on foot that distance will take us about a week, maybe less if we take turns carrying the younger kids. When we get there we'll more than likely have the undead to deal with but we'll find food, a vehicle and possibly a plane. I say possibly because despite Niamey being the capital of Niger and having an airport, there's no guarantee that any of the planes will be operational. Let's hope and pray that at least one is because if not, we'll have to travel to Abuja in Nigeria by car and I know none of you want to travel that far a distance while encountering an innumerable amount of undead."
"Damn right we don't, so anyone else have any concerns 'cause I'd like us to start searching for food right now if that's okay with everyone? If we get enough food today then we can head out tomorrow and moving up the timeline sounds fantastic right now" volunteered Jackson with a grimace.
With the agreement of all the others, they set out to gather all they could find in all the huts in the small village, what they found wasn't much but as Kyami had figured, along with the food they had left from their stores, it was enough to last them a little over a week, long enough for them to get to Niamey. They spent the remainder of the day fashioning make shift packs for the kids and distributing the food. That night as they settled in to sleep, there was an underlying tension in the atmosphere. The kids, while aware of the danger the undead posted, were excited to be traveling again; while the adults all had an aura of fear surrounding them. Kyami, while not fearful for her own safety, was hopeful that the remainder of the trip home would be uneventful or at the most, without casualties.
