Hey Guys, so sorry if this is absolute rubbish but it's my first fanfic and I would love some criticism don't hold back. Hope you like it ;)
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Cassandra owns the Mortal Instruments Characters
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes bit its home to me and I walk alone
"What a beautiful day isn't " sarcastically murmured the young boy to the girl, trudging together along the empty road.
"Just perfect for the end of the human race on this festering diseased world." Snarled the young girl. She was around 5ft 3 with dark red matted hair, with a layer of blood and mud covering both of them. Tired green eyes that seemed to have long ago lost their glow and carry the weight of loss behind them, she wore combat boots, dark baggy & ragged cloths with a worn rucksack hanging from her shoulders. Jace rolled his eyes at the girl. Jace was around 5'9 with golden blonde messy hair and golden eyes to match. He wore the same styled cloths & backpack but wore a silver wring with an 'H'. Both carried large loaded rifles, ammo belts and a few daggers strapped and placed where there was space.
The girl took no notice of Hunter too busy scoured the landscape for any threats of attack from clans, robbers or zombies but she wasn't that bothered whether she was killed or not, she just wanted to shoot something to distract her mind from thinking about all of her loss. The murky sun beat down on the destroyed & desolate landscape, skeletons of once great skyscrapers decorating the landscape like a tomb of decayed bodies covered in ash, dust & dried blood.
"You Know zombies might not be the end of the world shortie?" Jace remarked. " Why do you always have to be such an optimist, it's getting on my nerves"
"Oh come on, cheer up, your such a downer look on the bright side, theirs no zombie munching your brain or evil blood thirsty ducks. My Dad always said that to me when I was little like you back in the bunker well except the duck part but common just look at the-OW!What was THAT for?!" Jace grumbled rubbing his probably bruised arm.
She put her finger to her lips whilst shoving him into a nearby ditch where a piece of rubble gave a small amount of cover.
"If you were that desperate red you could of just said" he smirked sending a wink her way.
Before she could punch him heavy uneven foot steps began to come closer.
Thump . Thump.
The duo quickly cocked there rifles ready to fire.
7 shoots were fired before a sickening thump of bodies hitting the ground was heard. Slowly leaving their spots behind the rubble they rushed to inspect the and search bodies. Two slumped rotten bodies sat in the middle of the desolate street. One small and one large. The red head used her boot to turn the corpses over. The smaller one was a small child around the age of 7 with torn bloodied hazel pigtails tied with once beautiful blue ribbons matching her blood soaked dress missing a sleeve where she had been infected. The other body was a middle aged woman with a face matching the young girl.
Mother and daughter she thought. With pitiful eyes they took what they could before moving on.
"How long has it been since we came here?" She asked deep turning to look at the worn face of her companion.
"7 years meaning we're 17. Happy Birthday Red, another year of surviving hell. What a dream come true to be in the big apple" Jace spoke meeting her gaze before staring at the sinking sun.
I walk this empty street, on the boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one and I walk alone.