Prologue
The year is 2020, 4 years after the virus that raised hell on earth. February 14, 2016 otherwise known as Z-day. This virus takes control of the mind and turns people into flesh-craving monsters. The entirety of the world has succumbed, and only a small percentage of humanity has survived. Littered throughout a number of small safe zones, no one really knows how many are left. It's unknown when or where the virus started, the biggest culprit being a South American drug cartel known as Ángeles de la Muerte.
2 years before the virus, they were suspected of testing dangerous viral strains in human captives. The goal was suspected to be a new form of biological weapons to control the innocents around them. It would only make sense to blame them seeing as they have a record of pulling war crimes against the local populace. In response the US government sent in a team of highly trained SEALS to deal with it, my dad being on the team.
I've been traveling with my younger sister, girlfriend, and our Pit-bull Evee. We've learned how to survive in this fucked up world. Moving from town to town, staying away of the hordes of undead.
There is only one way to kill them, and of course, it's destroying the brain. Over the years it's become more difficult because they've evolved in the short time between then and now. In the beginning, they were slow and easy to hit, then after the first year, they could walk at a normal pace. The second year they were almost at a jog, third skipped straight to running but the fourth year added the worst of it. Because once night came around they became almost superhuman…or super zombie…I guess. They could sprint, jump, and seemed to gain enhanced strength. Once again, in human history, night has become our worst enemy. The only safe way to survive at night is hunker down and pray they don't find you. With all of this plus overgrowth and dangerous wild animals, most die within a few days of leaving a safe zone. My group has learned how to sneak around hordes of zombies, get past feral animals, and traverse through the overgrowth without getting caught and this is our story, from the very beginning.
Act I
The Beginning
Chapter 1
Sabrina
On the morning of Valentine's day, 2016, the sound of snow falling from my roof had pulled me out of sleep. Pulled from a dream that I no longer remember, I woke with a smile. So it must have been happy dream. Of course, nowadays happiness is hard to come by.
At the time I was 15, gazing over to my left, the sight of my nightstand greeting me as well as a clock that read 10:35 am. Sitting up as my sight adjusted to see the several trophies resting on my walls, all of which consist of my swimming, marksmanship, and music medals that I've won over the years. Sports and Music have always been a big part of my life since I was a child. For sports, swimming and marksmanship were the only activities I actually competed in. My mom got me into swimming and my dad got me into marksmanship. And thanks to him I happen to be a damn good marksman or markswoman? One of my favorite trophies depicted a guitar surrounded by lightning. I won that during my freshman year of high school for playing the best rock song. Probably my favorite because I had the entire auditorium dancing moving along to the song, I even got a standing ovation for it. My music career consisted of electric and acoustic guitars, and I mainly focused on rock, but I also made a few country songs as well.
At the time, my father was serving as a Navy Seal, and whenever he had free time he would teach me how to shoot. Unfortunately, he was on duty and some super important mission so he couldn't be home. Back then I didn't realize it was about the drug cartel. When I turned 10 he gave me his first shotgun and sidearm, a 12 gauge Remington 870 and a Glock 23. Both weapons were "slick". Which was a term I heard my dad use all the time, it meant that the weapon had no attachments. Both hung on my wall adjacent to my bed, and right below them was a footlocker with a belt of 20 shells for the shotgun and three magazines for the Glock. Each magazine containing 13 rounds save one being extended, where it can hold 22 rounds. Leaning against it was a survival backpack, a digital camo pack with multiple ammo pouches, magazine slots, three different compartments to hold a week's' worth of rations, two if only MRE's, a Camelbak, a heavy duty survival kit and finally an IFAK. On the other side was a Blackhawk thigh holster for the Glock. Both the pack and holster were a gift to me on my 11th birthday, after that, my dad would take me on various hunting and survival trips.
I have jet black hair, which was down to my lower back, and was always up in a ponytail. Nowadays I keep it in a buzz cut because we all know that long hair and a zombie apocalypse don't mix well. I wear cargo khaki pants, a black turtleneck long sleeve shirt, with black combat boots and fingerless gloves. Thought I looked cool at the time. According to everyone besides my girlfriend, I did not.
The rest of my room consisted of posters with tanks, guns, pictures of my teams, my girlfriend and my younger sister, Liz. They all hung on sky blue walls, while my carpet was a velvety red and a white ceiling.
From my mother, I inherited her blue eyes and *eh hem* large breasts, from my father I got the height and attitude he had. Sometimes with the height and my large "assets", it made it difficult to fit through some small spaces.
"SABRINA, LIZ! COME ON DOWN!" I was brought back to reality from hearing my mom shout for us.
"JUST A SEC MOM!" I hollered back while slipping out from beneath my nice, warm comforter. As usual, I looked at my phone and saw a text from my girlfriend, Luna Loud. It read 'Good morning and Happy Valentines love, call me later!' I'm pretty sure I had that stupid grin on my face, the one I always got when getting a text from her. There was no denying she was the light of my life, that one true love everyone spoke so highly about. We'd met about a year earlier at a Mick Swagger concert. Dancing to the loud music, I didn't see her until we accidently ran into each other. Despite the embarrassment, I felt at the time, it was the best accident I ever had.
"Sorry dude, just jamming it out." She said, never once stopping the beautiful, rhythmic sway she did so well. It was love at first sight, at least for me. Just the way she looked in her cute purple shirt with the depiction of a skull and knee length purple plaid skirt, stirred up some long-buried feelings. Even her short brown hair in a pixie cut, that framed her perfectly sculpted face, seemed beautiful in the multicolored spotlights. To call her the epitome of gorgeous was an understatement. I wanted so much to talk to her, to tell her how she made me feel. For the life of me, I just couldn't manage to make my mouth utter more than a few words.
"N-no problem." I managed to stutter, trying to hide my blush and trembling knees.
"Hey, dude are you okay?"
"Y-yeah, I'm f-fine," I said, running off petrified at what a fool I'd made of myself. I thought I'd never see her again. The entire way to the parking lot, my heart kept telling me to turn around, to run back and talk to her. The way I was back then, there was no way I could have convinced my body to follow my heart. So, I did the only thing I could think of to do, I headed for mom's car. As it turned out, Luna was curious about me. I had never once thought of turning around in my frantic dash to the car. If I had, maybe I would have seen her following me. I never was good at keeping my mouth shut, and this time was no exception. I ended up blurting out how I felt, and how shy I am. Even as I said it, I thought it sounded childish and immature. The longer we talked, the more I expected her to run away. Most girls didn't like admitting they have feelings for another girl. Me, well, thanks to my mouth, I couldn't help it. At the time, I figured she would be disgusted by me. But she didn't, in fact, she did the quite opposite and told me how she felt.
"I think you're pretty cool too, we should hang out sometime!" She stated with a smile. From that point on we began to hang out almost every night. After meeting her family, a month later, I knew we were a couple, even if most people didn't. So when I got her text, I knew my life could never get better than it was right then.
"SABRINA!" My mom shouted out again.
"Coming mom!" I replied finishing my hair. I left my room to see a picture of my family hanging on the wall adjacent to my room. Our house was a two story, three bedroom house about 2 blocks away from where Luna lives. I go down the hallway to see my Pitbull Evee, anxiously waiting for me.
"Hi, Evee!" I spoke as if I was talking to a baby, smiling when she started jumping up and down happily barking. We got her about the same time I met Luna, she was just a puppy under our porch and we couldn't bear to get rid of her. Since then I've been training her to be a guard dog, although most wouldn't think it seeing how excited and happy she gets when she sees new people. She followed me down to the living room where my mom and little sister were sitting on the couch. My sister Liz is only a year younger than me, she was a short one though. At the time she was only 4'5", pretty short for a 14-year-old. She has Auburn hair and green eyes, her hair was also in a ponytail, only she had her bangs covering her left eye. She had freckles stretched across her very pale face, from cheek to cheek. Every day was a new fashion sense for her, her favorite outfit though was a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants.
Out of everyone in the family, she lacked the skills to shoot a gun. Her decision which neither my mom nor dad agreed with, but ultimately respected. She knows how to defend herself after taking fighting classes, but that's the extent of her knowledge. Although she has been opening up to trying to use a firearm recently. Away from that, she tried to be the family comedian, but her lame puns and terrible jokes never made anyone laugh, except for Luna's younger sister.
In her family, she has 9 sisters and 1 brother, one of her sisters, Luan Loud was their family comedian, although in a similar boat as Liz, so they got along famously. She was also close friends with Luna's older sister Leni, they both shared a similar fashion sense.
"Bout time you woke up!" Liz said while sitting next to mom watching TV.
"Hey, I needed that extra sleep." I groggily retorted.
"Let me guess, you've been staying up playing with your guns again huh?" My mom asked sarcastically while pausing the TV. She was a beautiful woman of average height, but that was about the only average thing about her. Her name was Anna, and she had long red hair, blue eyes, and freckles across her face. Not hard to tell where Liz got her features from. She was a proud woman who knew how to kick ass. She told us that her father forced her to take martial arts at a young age so she could defend herself. And let me tell you something, you did not want to be on her bad side. Not only could she kick ass, but she took no shit from anyone and that's what made dad fall for her.
Of all the places to meet, they met in the frozen breakfast section of the local grocery store. Some guy had bumped into her and started yelling and accusing her of being a clueless bitch. My dad hadn't joined the Navy yet, so he didn't have the muscles and size, but that didn't mean he was a pushover. As he was about to intervene, she grabbed the guy by the collar threw him to the ground and pretty much ruined his life in front of everybody. Of course, this may not have been how it went down since obviously my sister and I wasn't there. He walked up to her and called her the most badass woman he had ever met, and that she scared the hell out of him. They met at 18, wed at 19, had me at 20, and my sister at 21.
"Really?" Liz had asked giving me the stink eye.
"Maybe..." Avoiding eye contact, I recollected the past few nights of taking my guns apart, cleaning them and putting them back together.
"I knew it!" Liz shouted.
"All right, can we just continue watching TV now?" Mom asked unpausing the TV.
"So, is Luna getting you anything for today?" Liz asked with a twinkle in her eyes. Apparently, she still finds it adorable that I have a girlfriend. At this point, Evee had jumped onto her lap. Even though she was a 50-pound pit bull she thought she was a lapdog, always cuddling up to us whenever we watched TV.
"Good morning Royal Woods! And happy Valentine's day, today's forecast calls for light snow and temperatures beginning in the low 30's to mid 40's by this afternoon, turning the snow into a snowy rain mixture. We have holiday festivities taking place at the Royal woods mall all day that's free to attend. Or you can stay inside, drink some hot cocoa and enjoy time with your family. After a brief commercial, we'll come back to you with upcoming parades and events within the next week." The screen changed to a commercial about carpets, with the typical loud and annoying voice.
"Like she'd tell, gifts are supposed to be a surprise," I said while sitting down next to her.
"Oooh, what if it's a pretty necklace?"
"That'd be nice."
"You always look so nice in necklaces, wait, what did you get her?"
"I got us a heart necklace, you know where each of us wears a separate half with the others name on it."
"Aww, a gift from the heart. Haha, get it?"
"Ugh." Both my mom and I groaned, even Evee woke up just to groan at that. After waiting through a few commercial for the news to come back, it finally popped up. Only the newscaster seemed worried. He was looking around frantically, with a terrified look in his eyes. Similar to that of a deer caught in headlights. As he stood up, you could hear faint banging, then a crash. Followed by screams he looked past the cameras and shouted for everyone to run.
"Hmm, that doesn't seem good." Mom quizzically said getting up to go the kitchen.
"Well, that's one way to put it I guess," I replied lamely.
"Wait, what if it's serious? Liz asked, but before I could reply, tornado sirens began to blare. She was starting to freak out which began to worry Evee who was now looking at her.
"That's strange, there isn't suppose be any bad weather today." Mom said coming out of the kitchen with some water. "Sabrina, Liz, help me lock up the windows. I don't know what's going on, but I have a bad feeling about it."
As I was trying to grab Liz, I turned to the tv, only to see the camera falling as one of the cameramen are pulled onto the floor by someone wearing freshly torn clothing. A blood-curdling scream coming from the speakers as the assailant tore into the man's throat with his teeth, ripping the flesh off his bones, spraying blood everywhere. That someone- no, something, looked directly at the camera, blood, flesh and all dripping from its mouth, it moaned with a raspy growl, before tearing into its victim.
"Oh, my God…" We all sat in shock at what had just transpired, knowing full well what had just happened. Just like in the games and movies it was zombies, actual zombies.
"SABRINA, GO NOW!" My mom had snapped me back to reality with that and the slamming of a window.
"Right mom!" I shakily replied grabbing Liz. She got up but could barely stand, Evee noticed and moved to brace her. "Liz, I know you're scared, but we need to help mom."
"Y-you're right, I'm sorry." She said still looking around with terrified eyes.
"Now come on!" We went around and started locking the rest of the windows. As Liz locked the last window I pulled my phone out to call Luna, I hope to all hell that whatever's going on hasn't hit the Louds yet. As it rang Liz was slowly regaining her composure, while our mom was looking for something in the kitchen. Evee was patrolling the door, and right as Luna picked up, Evee went completely still with her ears perked up, staring intently at the window behind the TV.
"Luna?!"
"Sabrina, oh thank God, are you alright?" I could hear her say trying to not choke up, I quickly noticed that I didn't hear the typical volume of the Loud House.
"I'm fine, what about you and your family? Any injuries?"
"I'm scared, and I don't know how my family's doing. I'm just about at your house, but I think I'm being followed."
"What?! What do you mean?!"
"I was coming over to give you your gift. Please come quick, I'm scared." She nervously said.
"I'm coming, where are you?"
"Only a block away, please hurry-!" She was cut off. I mutter a few curses, looking at my phone to see that she had hung up. Grimacing, I almost frantically whirled around, racing up to my room and grabbing my Glock, along with a magazine. Racing back down I stopped at the door after I heard Liz, who had Evee in her arms, ask: "Sabrina, where are you going?"
I turned my head, speaking a bit more fervently, "Luna's out there and I'm going to get her, don't open the door unless Evee approves, no matter what!"
"Having completely forgotten my shoes, I pushed the door open to see a grim scene… Helicopters were flying by, small plumes of smoke began to rise from the city, cars raced down the street, trying to avoid anybody in their path. I looked in the direction of Luna's usual route for when she walks. I frantically looked around to try and find her. It'd be impossible to hear Luna through all the noise, so I did the next best thing and ran in the direction of her house. As I was running I was passing family's getting in their cars, running past me trying to get me to follow them. Some were running out of their house, adults pushing kids down, and all in between. Finally, I turn the corner to see the most horrific sight anyone could ever see, this man...thing had a hold of Luna.
"Come on bitch, stop fighting me! Relax and everything will be okay." I could hear that fucker say creepily as I got closer.
"No, please just let me go! Someone help!" Luna cried out which threw me past my breaking point.
"Let. Her. GO!" I shouted standing just a few feet away, anger and anxiety filled my body.
"Who the hell are you?" He asked deviously apparently not seeing my sidearm.
"Her girlfriend and I said, let her go!" I took a few cautious steps towards them.
"Oh no, not her girlfriend, listen here bitch, she's coming with me whether you like it or not!"
"I'm giving you one last chance," My voice quivers in complete rage, "Let her go." I took another step before I saw him wrap his arm around her throat.
"To hell with you! She's coming with me, and if you get any closer, I'll kill her!" As he spoke, Luna quickly stomped on his foot and bit his arm causing him to release. "Argh, you bit-" Before he could finish I lifted my Glock and shot him right in his leg, as he fell to the ground I ran to Luna who was now covering her ears. "ARGH! SON OF A BITCH!"
"Luna, oh my god, are you okay?"
"I-I-I." She could barely muster through the shock, her eyes staring through me and her mouth quivering. It was nearly enough to push me past my breaking point.
"It's okay, I'm here now," I spoke softly, embracing her tightly, "Everything's going to be alright, okay?"
"O-okay," she nods fervently as her wide eyes brim with tears.
"Come on, let's get back to my house, we'll be safer there," I try for a hopeful smile, helping her up.
"Y-yeah."
"Get back here! When I get my hands on you I swear to god!" The creep who recently held Luna hostage rolled around on the ground holding his leg. It was very apparent I hit his femoral artery. He would bleed out soon, d-did I just kill a man? I quickly push the thought to the back of my head. I grab Luna's hand and began running back. As we were explosions could be heard not too far away. More people were running towards their cars or any car they could get their hands on, other were just running away. "Whats, going on?" Luna asked holding back her tears.
"Well, to put it plainly, zombies," I replied awkwardly. "Look, I'll explain once we get back."
"Wait what about my family?" She suddenly asked.
"Are they back at your house?"
"No, Bobby and Ronnie Anne wanted to take them to a Valentine's brunch. So he took everyone after I left."
"Crap, when did you leave?"
"About five, six minutes ago."
"Have you tried calling them?"
"Yeah, no one answered." After she finished that we came up to my house, I saw something move out of the corner of my eye but didn't pay much attention to it. I still regret that mistake to this day. I tried the door, but quickly remembered what I told Liz. Evee began to bark and sudden, attempted intrusion.
"Evee, Liz it's me and Luna, let us in!" The barking had stopped which was a good sign.
"Alright!" Liz shouted as she opened the door. We burst through the doorway, to see Liz startled by our sudden appearance, Evee still standing guard, and mom holding a kitchen knife.
"Luna, are you okay, any injuries?" My mom asked while I went to grab some water.
"Considering what's going on, sure, I'm fine." She replied mildly annoyed. "Sorry, I'm just worried about my family, they went to a restaurant and I haven't heard from them."
"Don't worry Luna, I'm sure they're fine," I said as I returned handing her the bottle. I go over and quickly begin to put my boots on.
"I hope so, let me try and call them again." She said pulling out her phone. Liz and Evee were comforting her while I went to talk to my mom.
"Mom, you know we can't stay here. We have to get moving soon." I informed her.
"You think I don't know that? Where would we go though?"
"Anywhere but here. We could try to go out to our hunting cabin?"
"No, it would take too long. It's too risky."
"Then where do you sug-" I was cut off by the combination of shattering glass, and Liz screaming.
Both mom and I see the window shattered under the weight of a few zombies who were now clambering over each other to get into the house. Some of them looked like my classmates...but that's impossible, they couldn't have changed that quickly. Two of the zombies pouring in were children, didn't look over 8 years old. The boy had bite and scratch marks all over his legs, while the girl had her side torn open with her organs hanging out. Most of the other zombies had similar features. Bite wounds, or scratches, and torn open stomachs. It seemed none of them had a peaceful death.
Looking over to Liz, I see her holding onto Luna, screaming as Evee had proceeded to bite one of the zombie's legs.
"Liz, Luna, get back," I shouted, instantly getting in between them and the zombies despite the trembling fear that coursed through my veins, making my legs feel weak.
As time slowed almost to a stop I watched the zombies crawled even closer, my breath hitching at the thought of the worst possible outcomes of this exact moment. Yes, I knew I had to protect them, but I also have to protect myself, even though fear has seemingly froze me to the spot. I watch as more of them flood through the windows, crawling and clambering right to me, only one wasn't moving towards me, and that's the one that Evee had managed to pin to the ground. I came to the realization that I'm going to die in front of the two people I needed to protect the most. I tried to lift my weapon to fight, but the fear in my veins prevented me from doing so.
Just then my mother's voice shattered the fear that overtook me, "Sabrina, RUN!"
A quick glance at my feet gives me enough time to process the zombie grabbing at them. I curb stomped it as hard as I could, I turned to grab Luna's and Liz's hands, racing up to my room.
"Sabrina…what are we doing…?" Liz asked, looking at me, tears slipping down her face as she embraced Luna, nearly crushing her.
"We're snapping the fuck out of it, that's what we're doing," I nearly shouted, looking her straight in the eyes and slapping her, "Do you want to get killed?! Because that's nearly what happened to me back there!"
Luna shook her head, giving me a small frown as Liz blinked, looking at me, inquiry, and a shaken fear written clearly over the expression etched on her face, "B-but…what about mom?" Her voice almost faded
I froze for a second as the words seemingly crashed into me, as well as the realization that I completely forgot about her. I draw in a steady breath, for now, we'd have to trust that she and Evee are handling whatever the hell is going on, "She should be okay, besides she knows how to handle herself, and she's got Evee with her. Right now, we need to focus on gearing up and getting out," I try for a confident smile. "So now, I need you to go to the supply closet at the end of the hall and get the MRE's. Can you do that for me?"
"Y-yeah, yeah I can do that!" She said through a forced smile, tears slowly fading from her eyes.
"Good, now hurry, we don't have a lot of time. Luna, I know you love that skirt and you look amazing in it, but you need to put some pants on. You can borrow some of my Khaki's you know where they're at." With all the times she's been over to my house, she knows my room like the back of her hand. "Also grab the military duffel bag from the top shelf."
"Ugh, fine." Responding in a less than desirable tone, she doesn't like wearing pants too often and when she does she gripes about it. She goes over to the closet and shuts herself inside while she changes, after she closed the door Liz came back in with the MRE's.
"Awesome, alright we need to hurry, so remove everything but the food. We'll put some in my bag and the rest in the duffel when Luna's done."
"Okay!" As Liz started stripping down the MRE's I went over and started to prepare my weapons. I wrapped the belt around my hip, securing it, making sure it wouldn't come off while I'm running. Next, I strapped the thigh holster to my left leg, seeing as I'm left handed, and then I strapped the Glock into it. Finally, I secured my shotgun onto my backpacks left side, after securing it in place I place both extra magazines into the pack's holders as well, after making sure none would fall out I slung it onto my back. It had clips that would go together over one's chest, well I don't think they took females into account because I had to embarrassingly clip it under my "large assets."
"Luna, you ready?" I asked while Liz was putting the MRE's into my pack.
"Yeah!" She shouted back opening the doors pulling the duffel bag down, well more like trying to, I could grab it just fine. Seeing as I was a foot taller than her since then she's caught up, but as she was trying it came loose and fell on her, causing her to fall over.
"Haha, you alright babe?" I asked while laughing, forgetting the worries of the world for but a few moments.
"Yeah, wait, are these Camelbaks?" She asked pulling one of them out.
"When did you get those sis?" Liz asked putting the last MRE in.
"When dad was here last. We went out and bought them before we went hunting. We got you, and mom one since we already had our own."
"So then what about Luna, she'll need one, won't she?"
"Yeah, you're right, well if we're lucky we can find one if we ever come across a store. Alright, get the duffel loaded with MRE's and some water." Getting the MRE's in was no problem, but getting to the water was the issue. As she loaded in the last MRE we heard screaming coming from the living room.
"MOM?!" Liz and I screaming in unison.
"Luna grab the duffel, come on hurry!" I panicked hoping everything was alright, even though deep down I knew it wasn't.
"Got it!" Luna had secured the bag onto her back, and once she did that we wasted no time racing down to the living room. We nearly tripped over each other getting down to her, only to greeted by a grisly sight. There were dead zombies everywhere, bits of brain and skull littered the living room, not a single spot was spared from the gore. Liz and Luna immediately threw up at the sight, I had seen my fair share of internal organs and blood, but never was it human, and even I had trouble keeping my composure. As I looked around more, I saw more collateral damage, the TV was busted resting on a corpse, curtains were ripped, shattered glass covered the couch and floor, Evee had blood covering her mouth but thankfully didn't look injured. I hadn't seen the worst of it yet though. I looked over at my mom who was standing there covered in blood and bits, a bloody knife hung from one hand while the other covered a bit of her arm. At her feet was a dead zombie with flesh seeping out from its jaws. Her face said it all.
"Mom?" I asked weakly. By this point, Liz and Luna recovered respectively and Evee was there doing her best to comfort them. But it was this moment that broke my heart, Liz looked at mom asking her the same thing before bursting out into tears again. We all knew what happened. Luna took Liz in her arms and began weeping herself. She saw our mom as another mom which made it hard for her to see this.
"Look, sweetie, I know this is hard to see but you need to be strong. You need to take care of Sabrina, you too Luna." She looking to them. "And you Sabrina, you-" Before she could finish she fell to her knees. "Oh god, it burns so much!"
"Mommy!" Liz shouted running towards and embracing her. That pushed me past my breaking point, I cried at the sight, I'm going to lose my mother… why is this happening? Luna walked up and hugged me from behind, burying her face into my hair.
"Looks like it does transmit through biting and fast, just like the movies, damn. Sabrina, you need to take everyone and go, even Evee. We all know I won't be able to make it too far." She said through clenched teeth, holding back tears, holding onto the Liz she continued. "You need to run and hide, try to find your father if he hasn't been turned into one of the damn things. Please hurry, I don't know how much longer I have." Luna's embrace became even tighter and I could feel her crying.
"Mommy, please, you'll be fine. You won't turn into one of those things." Liz cried out covering her clothes in our mother's blood, while her knees and feet were rubbing around in the blood of the undead.
"Elizabeth, I have to be straight with you. I can feel it, I don't have too much time left. So please, I don't want you to see me turn. So be strong and go, please." At this our mother began to cry, dripping large tears onto Liz's arm. She tried to push Liz away but she had a death grip on her. "I love you, Elizabeth, so much."
"I love you too mom!" At this Luna came around to my front and hugged me, even more, burying her face into my chest crying even more.
"Please let me go." Our mom begged. I tapped Luna on the shoulder letting her know to let go and I walked over the Liz to pull her off. I wrapped my arms around her stomach pulling her away. All while hiding my tears and fears. She scratched for our mom wanting to hold her even more.
"NO PLEASE!" Liz shouted trying to break free.
"Sabrina, take them and go, hurry. I love you both so much. So live, be strong and survive this. Show those undead monster back to the grave." She then looked over to Luna. "Luna, take good care of my daughter. I love you too, so please be strong." Every word forced more blood out.
"I love you too mom." I manage to force out holding onto a squirming Liz.
"I will don't worry, I love you too." Luna confidently said through her tears.
"Now go!" Our mom screamed. I let go of Liz and fortunately she stayed still, looking at the ground instead of running back to mom, but I couldn't bear to watch anymore so I signaled for Evee to follow while I grabbed Luna's hand. We took off towards the back of the house, Liz wept and I held on tightly to Luna, still crying, we dashed through the dining room, then the laundry room. Once we reached the back door I went over to the window, peeked through and saw that the coast was clear.
"On 3 we go, 1...2...3!" We burst through the door about to face this hell we called Earth.