~Author's Note~ Hi everyone! So this is a Young Justice AU fic! Obviously I own nothing. Enjoy, and please leave a review telling me what you thought of the first chapter!
A dark haired boy crept into an abandoned grocery store. It was full of food but devoid of all life. The light was dim, as the only light was coming in through the broken doors and windows. The floor was littered with scraps of paper and dirt. The cash registers were all open and emptied. The boy chuckled to himself, seeing that someone had taken the money, but by the look of things, hadn't taken any food. Food was worth way more than money nowadays.
He brushed his hair out of his bright blue eyes as he quickly filled his duffle bag with cans. Glancing around, he slowly made his way over to what used to be a cooler. He grabbed as many water bottles that could fit in the space left in his bag. He also grabbed a couple rolls of paper towels and toilet paper. His bag was stuffed, so much it didn't zip up all of the way. He looked around quickly, making sure that nothing had followed him into the store. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he quietly made his way towards the front doors.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he heard a rustle right outside the door. Something was walking towards the front of the store. He pressed himself against the wall next to the doors, hoping that nothing would smell him and come after him. He couldn't see outside, but someone was definitely out there. He grabbed the machete hanging on his belt and held it out in front of him. Taking a deep breath, he jumped in front of the door, holding his weapon high.
A red-haired girl stumbled backwards away from him, her eyes wide. He breathed a sigh of relief after looking her over and seeing that she was human.
"Hey." He greeted her, putting his machete back on his belt. "Sorry about that, I didn't know you were a human." He chuckled.
She looked over him, obviously trying to figure out of he was one of them.
He held his hands up like he was surrendering. "Don't worry, I'm fine." She relaxed a little bit.
"Hi." She said, a little shyly. "I'm Megan."
"I'm Dick." He smiled. "You came here for food too?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I haven't been able to find any for days." She turned and walked towards the shelves, grabbing a couple of bags of chips and as many cans as she could carry. "Are you alone?" Megan asked.
"Yeah." He pointed west with his thumb. "My camp is a few miles down the road. Or what's left of the road anyway. What about you?"
"I was with someone. His name is Wally." She nodded towards the door. "He's outside watching out for…." Her voice faltered, like she didn't know what to say next.
"Zombies?" Dick asked, shifting his weight. Megan nodded.
"I'm sorry, but it's just so weird." She shook her head.
"Yeah, I know. I never really thought this would happen." Dick glancing outside. "We should probably get going, if we're gonna go. We do not want to be outside when it's dark." Megan nodded. "Do you and your friend want to come back to my place?" He asked. "I have a trailer."
"If you wouldn't mind." Megan said gratefully. "We don't have a place, we've just had to keep moving."
Dick smiled. "Then let's go. You have a weapon?" Megan shook her head.
"Neither of us know how to kill those….things." She admitted, looking a little sheepish.
"I have some extra weapons you can use." Dick shrugged. "And I can teach you how to kill them." He pulled out an old cell phone out of one of the pockets of his cargo pants. Walking over to her, he turned it on, revealing a picture of a zombie body, laying dead. "I know it's gross." He said as she grimaced. "But the only way I've found that works is beheading them." He glancing outside again. "We should really get going."
Megan nodded. "Wally's hiding outside." They walked outside, both moving as quietly as possible with eyes and ears alert. They stepped carefully around the shards of glass scattered around in the grass. Megan spotted the red headed teenanger crouching in some bushes, holding a pair of binoculars to his vibrant green eyes. Megan walked over to him and gently tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey beautiful." Wally greeted her, grinning. "No zombies around." He paused. "That I can see anyway." He saw Dick standing behind her. "Who's this?"
"Dick. He was in the store when I went to get food." She was still holding the chips and cans. "We're going to go with him to his trailer. We don't have any shelter." She pointed out as Wally raised an eyebrow.
Wally stood up, looking at Dick suspiciously. He leaned towards Megan and whispered to her. "How do you know we can trust him?"
"How did I know I should have trusted you?" Megan replied, mildly irritated. Wally frowned.
"Guys, we really need to get going." Dick said impatiently. "Come with me or not, either way I want to get back to my trailer before the sun sets." Megan and Wally traded glanced before Megan nodded.
"We're coming."
"Then let's go." Dick turned at started walking down the road. The pavement was broken and blood-stained in places. Various types of plants were growing up through the cracks in the cement. They walked, all three of them constantly looking around nervously. Dick glanced towards the clump of trees they were passing. Realization dawned on him as his eyes went wide.
"Get down!" Dick said suddenly, panic in his voice. He pushed Megan and Wally into a ditch on the side of the road. He quickly pulled some brush over them. As soon as they were off of the road, two zombies came out of the clump of trees on the other side of the road. Wally's face went pale and Megan's eyes went wide. It was obviously the first time they've been this close to one. The zombies were only a couple of feet away from them. They all held their breath as the zombies wandered around on the road. Dick clutched the handle of his machete tightly, fully prepared to fight.
Suddenly one of the zombie's head went up as it realized that the three of them were there. It stumbled slowly towards to the ditch. Reaching down, it clumsy slung the brush out of the ditch, revealing the three of them.
It was too late to run.