I got bored and got some inspiration to write again. New story, not sure if I'll end up finishing this one or not, but for now you get a short prologue.

1 MONTH IN

"Hey, Devyn, come over here and give me a hand with this."

Devyn, a shorter girl with brown hair, gets up and walks over to the voice. "Thought you were strong enough to move a dumpster, Fizz." Fizz scoffs and pushes hard on it. "I told you, I wasn't exactly Hercules before all of this started." Devyn rolls her eyes and pushes the dumpster, blocking an entrance to their camp.

Their camp, which was populated by seven people total, was situated in the middle of a gas station. They both take a breath and step back. "Finally, it took fucking forever to get this place fortified."

Devyn moves back to her spot in the ground. "From walkers, maybe. I still can't believe we ended up so close to your house, considering how far we were away from it." Fizz shrugs and sits with her. "Yeah, well, your house wasn't a good idea. You saw how torn apart your neighborhood was."

The door to the gas station opens, and out walks Karl. "Finally got that dumpster moved I see. Took you long enough." Fizz stands up and glares at him. "Yeah? I didn't see you trying to help." Karl, a chubby guy with a tall stature, has role of food management. "I was rationing the food, dick. We only have a month's worth, maybe less. We'll need to scavenge."

Fizz adjusts his glasses and sighs. The tallest of the group, Fizz had suggested their location in the first place, and as such ended up being the one who had to figure out to keep the walkers out. "We can search my old mobile home park. Bound to be some good stuff there."

Devyn stands up as well. "Yeah, and it'll be dangerous as shit. I'll remind you both, we don't have any guns. Just knives." Devyn was supposed to keep the weapons sharp and watch over them, for what little weapons they had. Fizz shrugs. "Well, we can't just starve, and we aren't going to find guns just lying around. We have to take that chance." Fizz walks back inside.

Two girls walk out of the gas station next. Both short, and both looking annoyed. Karl swears to himself and turns to them. "Ashley, Katlyn, what's up?" They both look at each other and glare at him. "There's no God damn privacy here!" Ashley says. "Were are we supposed to do our business?!" Katlyn says, throwing her arms up in annoyance.

Devyn rolls her eyes. "I think there's more important things to be thinking of then you're sex life right now." Karl nods. "You guys can't just be on the sidelines keeping everyone up at night with your moaning. Not only is it irritating, but we all need the rest."

A loud bang behind them all startles them. A walker is beating on the dumpster that was just moved into place. Karl groans. "Fuck... FIZZ! WALKER ON THE WALL!" He calls, causing the walker to get even more riled up. Fizz comes outside and looks at the walker in disgust. "You never think about how disgusting they look until they're right in front you..." He takes a knife out and stabs the walker in the head. It collapses to the ground, lifeless.

"What the hell is with all the noise?" A groggy voice grumbles as its owner steps outside. A tired looking girl, short, with glasses. She stumbles outside and glares at everyone outside. "Can you please keep it down? I can barely get sleep as it is..." Fizz cleans his knife off and puts it away. "Sorry Natalie. Walker." She grumbles and nods. "Wake me up if you need me..." She puts her headphones back on and goes back inside.

Fizz shakes his head. "She's messed up, guys. After seeing... All of that, she's having constant nightmares." Devyn and Karl look back into the has station with sympathy. "We're lucky we found her when we did. Trapped in that truck, she wouldn't have lasted much longer." Fizz nods and heads back inside, bumping into the last member of the group as he walks inside.

Said member walks outside and stares at the wall. "Not bad. We could actually make a go of it here." He walks over to the group of four. "What's going on here?" Karl gestures to the lovers. "These two are complaining that there's no privacy here." Ashley grumbles. "We just some time to enjoy ourselves. Come on Alex, can't you understand?"

Alex crosses his arms. "You guys can't be thinking of yourselves before the rest of us. We're all in this together. We're the teenager squad, you know?" Ashley and Katlyn both grumble and flip off the three of them as they walk back inside. Alex sighs and turns to the other two. "You guys doing okay? It's been a shitty week. You guys lost two of your friends, I lost my friend..." He trails off, putting a hand to his to try and block out the bad memories.

Devyn and Karl look at each other. "Yeah, we've all been through a lot this past month. But... We're all still alive. We can survive." Karl nods and pumps his fist. "Hell yeah! Fuck the apocalypse, we got this shit." Alex smiles and looks out at the electric facility across the street. "So how long do you think the power will last?" Karl shrugs. "Honestly I'm surprised it hasn't already. We're lucky."

Fizz walks back outside. "Group meeting without me? I'm shocked." He walks up to the three of them. "So, Mr. Leader, what now?" Alex crosses his arms and looks out into the distance. "Simple. We survive. We're safe here, we've got food, water, we can make this work."

The other three nodded. "We deserve a break like this after all that shit from the first few weeks. C'mon guys, let's get some rest." Fizz gestures for them to head inside. The four of them walk inside, finding Ashley and Katlyn cuddled up in one of the corners, and Natalie sleeping behind the checkout counter. They all move to the different parts of the store, getting as comfortable as possible on the cold tile floor.

And that's when the lights went out.