Hey guys! This is my first Fanfic. I'm still trying to figure out how to do all this so be easy on me.

Chapter 1: Zombies

"Dad?! Daaaaaad?! Dad where are you?" I called out while walking down the halls of the empty hotel. 'Where is everyone? Just earlier this place was BOOKED' I opened the door to our room expecting my father to be passed out drunk on the bed again. I loved my father but his actions were not best. When I opened the door I did not expect to see a bellhop covered in blood on top of the bed. "Oh my...Sir? Sir wake up! Are you alright?!" I reached to feel for his pulse but the man grabbed my wrist. It was then that I saw his face. His skin was grey and peeling. His eyes were a odd yellow.

Blood stained where his tongue had once been and leaked over the bottom of his jaw. I would've screamed if my breath hadn't been stuck in my throat. I tried to pull away but the bellhop's grips was incredibly tight.
The man pinned me to the bed trying to bite me. I put my arm below his neck as an attempt to stop him. I used my other hand to reach for the gun my father always kept on the night stand. My eyes widened and I let loose a howl of pain as the bellhop bit down on my shoulder. "FUCK" I screamed, I finally was able to grab the gun. I aimed it at his head and pulled the trigger.

Blood painted my face and the bellhop fell off the bed with a hole through his head. I got up and ran to the window. I looked down to the street below. More of whatever the bellhop was down there! They seemed like zombies...was this a zombie apocalypse? Honestly I didn't care. I needed to find my father and quick. 'Assuming he is still alive' said a voice. "What? Whose there!?" no one answered so I ASSUMED no one was there. I took a quick shower and bandaged the bite on my arm. I changed into a white tank top, black hoodie, dark blue skinny jeans, black belt, my mother's necklace, black combat boots, and black fingerless gloves. I grabbed the magnum and headed out.

Suddenly as I was walking down a hall I heard yelling. " Get it off! Get it off!" it sounded like a little boy! I ran in the direction of the room "Hold on I'm coming!" I called out "Hurry hurry!" cried the boy. I made my way past a large zombie that had one big arm and one little arm. I ran into a young boy that had a odd looking zombie on his back. The zombie was attempting to lead the little boy towards a window. "GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!" cried the boy as he saw the window. I ran over and tore the zombie from his back. Using strength I never even knew I had, I threw the zombie out the window. "Wow you got rid of the Jockey! Thank you so much Miss!"

"Your welcome, where are your parents?" I asked hoping the awnser wouldn't be all to bad. "Daddy left long ago. Mommy died from a charger." seeing the confusion written on my face the boy explained what the 'special infected' were. "I'm sorry about your mother...What is your name?" I asked "My name is Jeffery what is your name Miss?" the boy tilted his head. "My name is Emily. Why don't you come with me? We can't have you wondering around alone during an apocalypse." I asked Jeffery. "Ok! Where are we going though?" Jeffery asked "I'm looking for my father. My father no doubt will probably be heading to the nearest evacuation center. I already checked the roof Next is the mall."

I pulled Jeffery along with me into the elevator. "Mommy said not to use the elevater in a burning building" Jeffery said looking up at me. "The elevater is our only choice. If there was any other way to get down to saferoom faster I'd take it. Unfortunetly there isn't. I'll make sure you don't get hurt. I'll protect you. I promise you that." I smiled down at Jeffery's worried face. The doors of the elevater finally opened up, revealing a massive horde of zombiies. I noticed a baseball bat partly hidden by a large green suitcase. I grabbed the baseball bat and handed it to Jeffery. "If one of them zombies come close give them a nice good WHACK" i said to the boy. "okay" Jeffery said staying behind me.

For some odd reason the zombies completely avoided me and went straight for Jeffery. The way they acted was strange. Which was expected seeing as they all were no longer human and most likely had no thought process except for the wanting of food. 'Am I going to end up like them? Am I going to turn?' I guided Jeffery through the burning kitchen. "We're almost there!" I told Jeffery as we had just made it into the lounge. 'Or are you? everything went black.