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~Madison's POV~
I walked away from the hospital where I was staying. The only object I still had from my past life was my dad's old hunting knife, which I had strapped to my left thigh. The growls from the Infected had subsided a few hours ago. Four months ago to this day has been the end of the world. The date was March, 21, 2013.
I've been using a radio tower to send out messages to other survivors. No luck yet. But I was excited to see if someone has finally sent a message back. I jumped up into the radio tower, keeping my sub-machine gun ready. The receiver light was blank. Unresponsive. No one has responded back. My heart sank, My hopes crushed. I heard sobbing, which I presumed was myself. The walk over to the radio was the longest walk I've ever been on. The beating of my heart was all I heard. Until I stepped on broken glass.
The Witch staggered up, her eyes were blazing red. Six inch claws were begging too tear me apart. She let out a screech and tackled me, Straddling my waist. Her claws ripped into my jacket and flesh quickly, causing me to cry out. I grabbed a metal pipe and slammed it against her face. She screamed in rage as she flew off of me. I quickly moved up onto my knees and crawled for the door. The Witch snarled and scraped her nails down my back. Blood was now gushing from me. I turned around and elbowed her stomach, causing her to double over. I move quickly and shoved her against a wall with the metal pipe. I lifted the metal into the air and rammed the pipe into her throat. She screamed and flailed her arms out to capture me. I pulled out my shotgun and unloaded it into her head.
The Witch let out a scream as she slumped against the wall, Blood pouring from her mouth. Her chest stopped heaving as her life slowly escaped out of her badly malnourished body. My chest and abdomen screamed in pain. My clothes were already soaked. I was dying from this damned Witch's wounds. The tiled floor felt nice to my burning skin. I waited for other Infected to finish me off. I waited until someone came to take my life away. I waited for a few hours before I heard the sounds of a Hunter.
The growls and hisses came closer until I could hear his breathing. It was deep, ragged, and gasping. He let out a rumbling growl when he saw me. I gasped when I seen his leg. You could make out his femur bone pressing outward into his skin. There were scratches and bite marks all over his body. He limped over to my torn body and began to lick up the blood and bite at the skin on my arm. He was hungry. The Hunter's main weapon was broken. His leg treaded the ground behind him. He couldn't fight for food. His teeth made small marks in my skin. Crimson pricks were appearing on my forearm.
Hot tears pricked my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. My chest was constricting as I try to hold back sobs. He froze and growled softly. His nose went too my cheek and nuzzled it softly, licking the salty-water streams.
My lip quivered as I watched him sit beside me, his head tilted in thought. I laid still and stared up at the ceiling. "Just kill me already." I whispered to him.
He let out a deep growl, possibly meaning no. I felt his clawed hands pull me up and lean me onto a wall, sitting me up beside him. The Witch's body was staring strait at us. Her black lifeless eyes were like bullet holes in my heart. I glanced over at him as he laid a hand on my stomach, earning a whimper from me. He moved down and laid his head in my lap. His leg was badly mangled and twisted.
"I could fix that." I whispered again, softly stroking his head. Another growl from deep in his chest responded. This growl was soft and short, not the least bit threatening.
I slowly moved my hand do undo the duct tape he had around the bone, probably trying to keep it from hurting. Or to try to fix it. I look at his face as I moved both of my hands onto his leg. I closed my eyes and squeezed with all my might. The bone snapped back into place, He howled in pain and dug his claws into my thigh along with the small of my back.
Black dots swam around in my vision as I looked for something to hold his leg with. I grabbed some medical tape and gauze from my med kit. I wrapped up his leg tight as his claws constricted my thigh. I whimper softly and leaned back against the wall. The Hunter stood up to his full height. Probably around Six foot-three inches. I shivered as I felt the cool spring air circled around me. I was awaiting death.
Apparently the Infected have weird healing powers or quick reproducing cells, Because the Hunter was walking around like nothing happened. His leg was curved and poised like a regular Hunters would have been. He crouched in front of me, His legs were on either side of my hips. I looked under the hood to see a pair of gleaming yellow eyes and shaggy black hair. His face wasn't as badly deformed as the rest of the Infected. There was no trace of Infection in him. Besides the claws, elongated teeth, and super humanly strong legs.
His eyes flashed down to my chest, he tilted his head to the left and stared for a while. My shirt and bra were ripped and in pieces from the shuffle with the Witch. I blushed a deep crimson and moved my hands up to cover my breasts from his gaze. I earned a growl and a swat to the head. I moved my hands into my lap as he leaned closer to me. I could feel his hot breathe tickle my stomach and chest. My lip quivered softly as I squeezed my eyes close. He was ready to eat me.
Instead of teeth ripping through my already ripped skin, I felt something warm and slick gliding around my wounds. I looked down to see the Hunter licking up all my blood. I stayed completely still until he was finished. I felt him pressing gauze to my wounds like I did before to his leg. A growl softly erupted his throat as he moved my hands to hold the gauze in place. He went digging through my little red box. He took out a small bundle of medical tape. I tilted my head as he began to tape the gauze down. I whimpered as he pulled a little to tightly. He immediately stopped and finished. I blush as he licked my cheek softly.
I shiver and hold my arms closely to my body, my lips quivering from the cold. The Hunter seemed to notice because he moved closer to me and wrapped me into his arms. I closed my eyes and smiled. If he was going to kill me. At least he would be fast. I don't know when I fell asleep, But I collapsed into the menacing darkness we all know as sleep.
