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"Damn it!" Eleanor Jay Corvus kicks the back tire of her '67 Chevy Impala. "The hell am I gonna do now?" The impala had crashed in a hole on the girl's trip down the New Jersey turnpike. Shit had hit the fan in Canada, but maybe it was more stable in the United States.
From the looks of her travels so far, this was not the case. She decided the east coast would be her best bet. Maybe she could find a ship?
Every single fort she had passed was too far gone. No luck. Now she was here, on the NJ turnpike, alone, car-less, and starving.
She flips her long, dark, straight hair over her shoulder and presses her finger tips to her cheek. Freezing. Even with a dark undershirt, warm poncho, and her father's old jean jacket, Eleanor Jay Corvus's upper body was frozen.
The lower half of her body was covered by shredded jeans. Blood stains were everywhere. Those biters just kept coming. Those people didn't have a chance, the ones she passed back at that base. Eleanor forgets the details; just that they were screaming for her to slow down the Impala so they could get in. If she did that though, that would mean five more mouths to feed. She couldn't take that on when she could barely feed herself, so she just kept driving.
Suddenly, the young woman hears another car approaching. Another car means another person. But that didn't mean they were friendly.
She ducks behind one of the cars.
Errrrr. Click. The visitor gets out of their car and closes the door.
"I know you're here." The voice belongs to twenty- four year old Lloyd. Standing at six-foot-four, with an average build, his footsteps are louder than he actually wants them to be. "I'm friendly," his voice booms.
The internally scared woman puts on her poker face and wraps her hand around her gun. She springs up from behind the car and pulls back the hammer, click.
"How am I supposed to know that?" She aims the gun at his heart. He turns swiftly and puts his hands up.
"I really don't mean any harm." He takes a step towards her. Lloyd lowers his hand and motions to the sea of cars. "I'm out scavenging for my group. We've hit this place a couple times, me and two other guys, but we haven't been able to come around lately," his voice trails off and he looks down. "We lost one," he says. "He was my friend."
The girl lowers her gun. She doesn't know what exactly it is she's feeling. Sympathy? Pity? Whatever it was, it struck her. She relaxes her body. "Sorry to hear."
"Yeah.." Lloyd murmurs.
"Soo.. you've got a group?"
"Yeah," Lloyd smiles. "Me, two other girls and another guy."
Eleanor Jay Corvus is still unsure of this stranger, so she says nothing.
"You don't look so good," Lloyd mentions. "You need to eat."
At the mention of her empty stomach, the hunger starts to bother her. "Yeah."
"Well, go wait in my car. I need to check around here for supplies and siphon some gas and we'll hit the road. I'll take you back to my group."
She raises her eyebrow in speculation.
"C'mon." He sighs. "What's your name?"
"Ellie."
"That short for somethin'? Somethin' like Eleanor?"
"Don't call me that." She says this harshly and rubs her head. "I prefer Ellie."
"Ok, Ellie. Hop in the car. There are some crackers and water in the glove compartment." He looks her over and notices fingers infected by the temperature. "There are some knit gloves in center console, too. You can have them."
Ellie is surprised by the generosity of this random stranger, but she doesn't question it anymore. "Thanks," she says.
"No problem. You know, we could use someone like you in our group."
"Someone like me?"
"Yeah, you know. Someone who is tough on the outside but a sweetheart on the inside." Lloyd smiles.
"Your classic pretty boy with the perfect teeth, and dark hair, and light eyes, and great style, and… wait, what?" Ellie mulls over the new stranger in her head. She blushes just the faintest tint of pink in her pale skin.
"We actually need someone like you." Lloyd continues. "Sorry about your impala, though. You have good taste in cars."
Ellie nods her head and makes her way to Lloyd's car. She wants those crackers more than anything.
I hope you enjoyed. :)
Eleanor Jay Corvus by xsleepyhollowx
Lloyd by myself
I still need OC's everyone! I'd like to stick to younger people.
Thank you for reading!
-FateOrChoice
