This is my 3RD PLL fanfic. This one is mostly Spencer/Aria, but Ezra will make an appearance. Most of this is told from Aria's POV. When it isn't I will tell you. Enjoy and review!

Zombies.

Rosewood was crawling with zombies. One year ago on the dot the zombie virus hit America. The zombie virus spread quickly throughout New York, where it was started, and moved up and down the east coast. Within one year Maine to Florida was filled with zombies.

People were fleeing trying to escape something that was inescapable. The only place that wasn't infected was California where the sunny desert killed all zombies since there was no cool air or any body to feed on. Spencer and I were getting to flee. We had tried hard to battle the zombies. We slowly watched the ones we love change from people to brain sucking zombies and decided we couldn't wait anymore. We had to go. We had to move on and try to find a better life.

I packed the few clothes I had left. Most people only wore cargoes and neutral shirts. No one wanted to wear bright shirts; that attracted zombies. I threw in black shirt after black shirt until there were no more shirts to grab. I throw in jeans and rolled up sweats hopefully something I would be able to wear once we were free in California. I changed out of the zombie infested jeans and brown shirt I was in. Style was out and basics were in. I put on the last pair of cargoes, my favorites, and a cream color shirt. I threw on my jean jacket and combat boots. I went over to my vanity to make sure I had everything I needed for the drive to California. Who knew how long it would take? I had toothpaste and toothbrush. My hair hadn't seen a good day since this whole thing started so I didn't bother to pack a brush. I moved to my bed and picked up the letter. I folded it shut hoping the smaller I folded it the more the words would fall off. It was the letter Ezra had given me before he left. He just left me here two months before this whole thing started. I didn't know if he was alive or dead or Zombie. And it was killing me. All I had were the memories and this letter. I shove the letter to the bottom of my bag as I try to forget the words they said.

..."Aria, I wish I could stay. I wish I could be everything you deserve, but I can't. I got a job and I'm leaving tonight. Don't try to stop me and don't try to follow me. I love you and wish all the best for you."...

If he wished me the best he wouldn't have left me. I grab my favorite book and push it into the bag along with the letter I so badly wanted to forget. Spencer would be here soon with Toby's truck.

Toby had been turned a few weeks ago. He told Spencer to take the truck and leave for California as soon as she could. He killed himself shortly after before the disease completely turned him. Spencer was a wreck on the inside, but even in these terrible times she didn't let anyone know. In fact, she used it to her advantage. She probably killed half the zombies in Rosewood alone.

I look around my barren room for anything I might have missed. It felt so weird standing in my room remembering all the things that used to be in there. All my books were gone burned to keep the family warm after the power went. All my jewelry was thrown away so the zombies wouldn't see anything shiny in the house. Everything was just so...empty. Like me, I guess. I grab my bag and run downstairs. I grab the food I had already laid out to take for the journey. Who knew when or where we would find food. I see Spencer pull up in the trunk. I grab my bag and go out of the house quickly and get into the car.

"Hey A."

"Oh my don't call me that." I throw my bag into the back seat when i stop all the guns Spencer has. "Have a little gun addiction there?"

"I collected them from people who were...lying there." I shiver. Since most of the people left in Rosewood were zombies getting weapons and supplies were really hard to get. Most things were stolen from other people who were less fortunate.

"So Cali here we come?"

"More like zombies here we come." Spencer speeds up as she spots zombies walking towards the car. One thing about zombies were they hanged onto cars really well. If they got onto the car then you probably had to shoot them. I grab a gun from the back and get ready to blow some zombies up. As we go through the block of zombies one catches mine eye.

"Hanna..."

"What are you talking about? We haven't seen..." She stops talking when she spots a zombie who resembles Hanna. "No mercy for anyone remember that." I put the window down enough to get the gun out. I start firing as Spencer keeps driving. I shoot about half of the zombies including Hanna before we're too far ahead to see them.

"Ready for this Aria? There's no turning back now?"

"Yeah i'm ready."

"Does this have anything to do with Ezra leaving?"'

"He moved on. He's probably dead or a zombie. I'm not holding out hope."

"You should. You could use some hope in times like this."

"What about you? You have no one."

"I have you." Spencer smiles at Aria before focusing on the road. We had a long drive ahead of us.

I set the gun down by my feet making sure to take it off so it would not shoot me. I look out the window and watch as the Leaving Rosewood sign comes into view. We were doing this. We were out of Rosewood, but we still had a long way to go. And a lot of zombies still to face.

So there's chapter 1. I don't really know when i'll have the second chapter up, but I will try to update it this week. If the reviews are good then it will make me write faster and upload chapter 2 by Friday:) So review.