Disclaimer for the whole story I don't own anything recognizable just the plot.

Ally panted, "Come on, Aaron Keep Up!"

Nobody knew what happened, it just did. After a deep sleep, they woke up and everything was quiet. It was different. Apparently, a virus spread and half of the population was killed or changed. Changed, how? Well, they're dead but they are still here; alive. They're zombies.

Allyse "Ally" Maree Dawson and Aaron "Ronnie" Roy Dawson were different than other kids. Growing up they like to wrestle each other, go swimming, and practice their favourite hobby archery, karate, gymnastics and combat.

They learned to live fast and leave fast, leaving no trail.

Ally had short shoulder length light brown hair with the tips dyed ombre; blonde and red. She just had the blonde ombre but she got dared to dye some her highlights red and she instantly fell in love with it. She was slim and stood at five feet and six inches (5'6"). She had big brown eyes, and plump lips. It you asked her she looks Australian mixed with Italian who's an American. Maybe she was, her mom was half Australian and her dad was half Italian.

Aaron however, had plain dark brown hair. Nether the less, girls fall for him. He stood at five feet and twelve inches (5'12") almost six feet. Again an Australian/Italian/American mixed. He had light brown eyes, chiseled chin structure, he was built; he liked to work out. He honestly looked like one of those Tumblr guys that almost didn't seem real.

Ally and Aaron moved to Miami, 3 years ago.

3 years ago…

"Ally!" Lester shouted from downstairs.

"Yes?" she answered back as loud as she can. She listened, she didn't hear anything after that. She groaned, knowing she's not going to know what her dad wanted unless she came downstairs. She took the last step of the stairs and asked, "Yes daddy? What do you need?"

Her dad smiled, he started to say he needed something but something was thrown at her. She caught it with ease.

"A cushion? Really?" she said with no emotion, "You made me come downstairs to throw a couch cushion at me when I could've finished packing."

Lester rolled his eyes, "I just wanted to check if you remember what I've been teaching you,"

"Oh no! a pillow can attack me, ahh help," she said sarcastically. Lester crossed his arms then rolled his eyes before grabbing all the cushion that was set down on the couch then throwing it at her one by one. Ally had her mouth open as Lester just hit her in the face.

"Oh that's it old man!" she attacked him and they start to wrestle. After a few minutes, they started to laugh.

It's not new in the Dawson household. Ally being the only girl in the family and the youngest after Aaron, he wanted her to be not only logically and artistically smart but also street smart. She should know what to do if there was a fire, a war, a zombie apocalypse. Yes, Lester was exaggerating but he wanted Ally to be trained just in case she's alone and something happens. He would feel satisfied knowing Ally can protect herself. Now, he's been training Aaron too but he's a guy he can handle himself.

"Can you guys stop that and finish packing we have a long drive to Miami," Her mother Penny said. She called down Aaron to help since he was done packing his room.

"What, daaaddd. You should've called me, you know I would've won in this wrestling match," Aaron whined, jumping to them thinking he would squish them both. Ally being smart rolled out of the way as both boys groaned of the pain they received. Ally laughed, "ha, I'm too smart for both of y—"

She stopped her sentence as she found her mom, pushing her and sitting on her back. Ally groaned and blew out a strand of her hair from the face. She saw a flash. Aaron. As she suspected, he was standing there with his camera, looking at the picking he had taken.

"I think mom won this," He said laughing.


Lester set the boxes on the moving truck, "That's the last of it!" he exclaimed.

"Okay, Car arrangements!" Penny said, "Since we are renting this moving truck driving it to Miami, they said we could just return it to one of their store locations in Miami. Its about 18 hours 32 minutes' drive from here (New York) to Miami, FL. So, we decided to switch in between and stop for food and stuff. So, I hope you guys slept well because we are not sleeping, everybody good with that?" everybody nodded. Penny continued. "Alright, Aaron and Ally, you guys are going to drive the moving truck for the first half then our Chevrolet Camaro then we'll stop and switch."

Aaron and Ally both were happy to be coming to Miami with a Chevrolet Camaro especially if it looks like Bumblebee from Transformers.

"But, mom what about my car?" Aaron asked not wanting to leave his baby, an Audi R8.

"And my motorcycle?" Ally asked. Yes, Ally could ride a motorcycle so could Aaron they both wanted a car and a motorcycle so they compromised they like to switch when they want.

"Ally your motorcycle is actually in the moving truck and Aaron, your car is already at our house in Florida. We drove it there when we decided to check out the house then took a plane to get back here." Their dad said clarifying everything.

"Okay, everybody make sure you didn't forget anything, then get in the vehicle. We're leaving soon!" Penny said.

Ally took one more look around the house making sure she didn't forget anything. It was empty. She sighed and got in the moving truck.

"Ready Alls?" Aaron smiled.

"Ready Ronnie."

That what's life was good and fun. They went to Marino High and met Trish and Jace.

Trish was closer to Ally than her with Aaron. So was Jace he was closer with Aaron than Ally.

Trish was a Latina. She was slim, shorter than Ally about five feet and four inches. She had jet black curly hair and brown eyes. She's dating Jace; a tall brunette boy who was obsessed with movies, video games and skateboarding. The four became bestfriends; it's not weird for Aaron and Ally they were close like bestfriends so it didn't matter to them being siblings.

They graduated and now they are here. Living on their own as their parents did not survive. They had a mission, it was to get to Ally and Aaron's Uncle Robert's Farm house. It's apparently better, they are not creepers as Trish like to call them. Thinking that it would be good to have a car and a motorcycle they both drove it trying to get to their uncle's place. It's been five hours and they were running halfway through the gas. They thought it would be a good idea to have full tank so they saw a gas station and stopped there. While, Aaronand Ally decided to get food. Trish filled Ally's motorcycle gas and Jace re-fuelled Aaron's Audi R8.

Ally slowly walked to the door, hearing it ring is enough noise to attract a creeper. They got on their ready position with their weapon of choice. Ally; a bow and arrow, Aaron; machete. Just as anticipated four creepers charge one by one. Ally quickly grabbed an arrow from her back, knocked her arrow, drew her bow back and aim. The zombie flew back a little from the force. She did it again and again and again. She took her arrow back one by one always from the zombie's head. While talking a cloth and wiped all the four arrows and then put it back to her quiver.

They grabbed snacks and drinks and put it each in their JanSport Backpack. The only good thing about a zombie apocalypse is that you don't have to pay for stuff. Just take anything that you can.

In a blink of an eye, they were already on the road on their way to their Uncle Robert's Farm house.

Them all thinking, I guess this is how I live now.