Prologue
England was a dark and dreary place before the Green Flu spread. The skies were always stormy, and it rained constantly. But it was my home, and it made me feel happy and whole, I thought could never bear to leave it. Yet here I was, on a train huddling close to people I didn't even know just to keep warm. I looked out the window and my heart filled with grief and sorrow. Here is where my family died; here is where I died, emotionally of course, where my life ended, before I couldn't even dream of leaving this fantasy land as my mum had called it. The skies seemed to be expressing my pain, because it was raining twice as hard as it usually did, and that made a tear stream down my cheek. I missed my family, my baby sister, Anya, my older brother, Greg, and my parents. Anya actually wasn't dead, the rest were though. Anya had been kidnapped the day before the Flu went worldwide; I think that my mom died of a broken heart. Her husband died the day after Anya was kidnapped, then Greg was bitten by a zombie while coming home from school. I had found her dead in the pantry. I'm surprised I didn't die of a broken heart, or stress, or sorrow for that matter. It's a wonder how I'm still alive actually. I learned something on that heartbreaking day, I thought it was England that made me feel alive and happy. But it turns out it was my family that did that, and without them could I ever be happy again?
Chapter 1
Day 1
"Welcome citizens of England; please follow the cones forward that will lead you to your new living quarters. Have a nice day, and remember, a clean you is an infected free you!" a robotic voice said out of the speaker on the ceiling "Welcome citizens of England…" great the message was going to keep repeating until we entered our safe houses. I could already tell this was going to be a long day. I was standing in line with a hundred other people, waiting to go through the Scanner, which would detect whether or not we were infected with the Green Flu. If a loud siren went off, you were murdered, if it was silent and the smelly officer would yell at you to keep moving, you were safe, and with his body odor, no one had to be told twice to move it. I tapped my foot on the ground impatiently, having no one in the world that I loved any more made my sarcastic, egotistic, rude side come out and greet the world.
"This is taking forever!" I yelled. A CEDA agent eyed me and he brought out his taser and threw it up in the air, a warning. I rolled my eyes "pu-"suddenly, a loud siren went off loud enough to wake the dead (clever) and a woman started to scream. I poked my head around the fat, sweaty man that was planted in front of me and saw a woman fighting and clawing at the agents dragging her back to the Death Room (where suspected zombies were taken) and a man was struggling so much to get to the woman, who was bawling, he had to be sedated. I saw two children crying and trying to reach their mother "stay with daddy" she called to them "it's alright mommy promises" and at that moment she stopped fighting and went limp. Sleep, it's the time where people that have been bitten become 'unconscious' then start to turn into the living dead. The CEDA men closed the door behind them when they reached the Death Room, a heard a rifle shot. And everyone was silent in respect for the woman, except for her family, who cried so much it broke my heart, which, surprisingly enough, I do own.
I didn't know how close I actually was to the Scanner until the wannabe Boomer in front of me squeezed through the Scanner, and nothing happened. The guard pushed him through then I stepped in. My heart was pounding inside my chest. Nothing. No siren, no rushing men that would send me to my doom. Just blissful silence.
"Get moving, kid" the man growled. I plugged my nose and rushed past him. I stepped onto the golf cart that would take me to the safe room that I would have to share with five other human beings. I looked back at the huge line of people and my heart sank. Half of those people wouldn't make it, half of them would die by the end of the day. Then, the golf cart turned the corner and everything disappeared. And I was left with a cart full of people that I would never make friends with, that I wouldn't even think of befriending. They were either old or snot nosed .
I will forever be alone