Sounds of death and despair ring out through the air causing anyone who can hear it physical pain. The end of the world has come and gone and now only stragglers survive. The disease, the virus wiped out all of humanity, all but a select few who were born immune. We are the last humans left, and unfortunately something that isn't human is left with us, and they are hunting us down until no more humans are left.
Our compound is based in an old maximum security prison, no one get in and no one can get out. We are safe here, for now. We have rigged the defenses to light whatever triggers our motion sensors on fire, it is the only way to kill them. We know the defenses are working right when we smell a sickly sweet smell followed by purple smoke. In case they somehow get in though every person is armed with a fire ax, a lighter, and can of hairspray or some other flammable aerosol. We will survive.
We have been here in this compound for 6 months. We use the yard where the prisoners would've worked at one point to grow crops. There is male and female tenants and unless they marry they will not reside together. We do not need a bunch of pregnant females around. We currently have two women pregnant, our resident doctor says he should be able to deliver them when the time is right.
"Iz, we need to talk about training?" questions my second in command Lee, sweet young girl, feisty with weapons. We recently had new stragglers that we took in and now it's time to train them in the art of killing, vampire, human and werewolf.
"Take them down to the yard, I will be down there in a minute." I speak softly but i know she can hear me, she always can. My voice carries lithely even at a whisper. For you see my compound has one supernatural creature residing within it's walls, me.
My name is Isabella Swan. Its been 2 years since the disease hit, 3 years since I was turned into a vampire, and 4 years since the Cullens left me. I am not the same girl they left, I no longer go by Bella, my name is Iz and if they ever see me again they are in for a rude awakening.
