"Goddamn..."
The cold breeze swept through the forest as Bonnie continued to trek up a desolate and empty hill. The skies were a light gray as earlier rain showers had stopped and begun to pass over. She lugged her M21 rifle over her back. She ventured through the green and orange forest, just outside of the city Indianapolis. She sighed as she stopped to rest, and she checked to see any walkers were around near her spot.
The whole incident started months ago. At first, it was hushed up, any reports were silenced and any people afflicted were gone. But, like always, it got out of hand, and the government couldn't handle it. After a widespread panic and massive looting and riots, the dead started rising again. Bonnie was always a bit paranoid about everything, and it helped pay off. She stocked herself for a few months and when supplies ran low, she went outside her bunker.
Deciding to keep moving, she got up and went near a stream to drink before she would leave. She took a glance at the reflective water. Her ashy brown hair was done in a neat, slicked bob. Her clothes were weathered. Her navy blue combat sweater was dirtied with dry mud, and her boots were as well, all the way to her black cargos.
She proceeded to take sips before she refilled her canteen. Behind her, she heard a twig snap. In instinct, she brought out a PMR-30 pistol with a suppressor and turned around. There was nothing were the twig had snapped however, just leaves. Must be my imagination.
She closed her canteen when she heard the snap again. This time she turned much faster and whipped out her pistol again, this time her finger on the trigger. "Hey, show yourself! I've got a gun and I'll drop you to the floor!" She yelled.
The bushes rustled before something came out of them. It was a young girl, she was standing up, shoulders slightly hunched and clothes a bit dirty. "Hands up! Speak your name or I'll blow your brains out!"
"My name is Jessica! Don't shoot!" Bonnie gave the girl a once over. She had pale white skin that was tanned, it went well with her light golden blonde hair. Her dark blue eyes were baggy from exhaustion. Her clothes, a dark university sweater and simple jeans, were Dirty from traveling. Her white converse were almost brown, covered in mud. She had a simple aluminum bat as a weapon, placed on the ground as an act of surrender.
"Okay kid, who are you with?" Bonnie inquired.
Jessica's voice was still a bit shaky. "It's just me, I'm not a threat!" Bonnie gave her a long glare of uncertainty. Bonnie decided she wasn't an actual threat so she lowered her gun and put it away. "Why are you all the way out here, erm, Jessica?"
"Oh, call me Jesse. I was looking around for other survivors, and I saw you a bit ago. I was working up the courage to introduce myself. Looks like my lucks beginning to change!"
Bonnie was a bit taken back by her cheery tone of voice. How can someone be so cheery in a time like this?
"Well, it was nice to meet you Jesse." Bonnie politely said. She wasn't really sure of what this Jesse wanted to do with her. "Is there anything that you need?" Bonnie continued.
"Well, I was wondering where you were going. Maybe I'd come too, and I'd could help!"
Bonnie stood silent as she thought of an answer. She gave Jesse another once over before she said an answer. "You can come."
Jesse smiled in glee. "Great! We are we heading?"
"Atlanta, Georgia."
"Why all the way down there?" Jesse asked.
"Before the outbreak the CDC Headquarters made huge construction for self sustainability. Rumor is that they might be actually working for a cure." Jesse smiled, her cheeriness increasing. "I knew it! I knew things will tune out okay!"
"Well, we'll see. Come on, pack up and let's head towards the road."
"Why the road. The forest doesn't have as much of those monsters." Jesse informed.
Bonnie sighed as she picked up her backpack. "I think there's a gas station about a mile or so down the road. It'll be worth checking out for food."
"Cool. You're the leader here Bonnie, so lead the way." Jesse commented. Bonnie packed her things and lead their way towards the road, a lush forest, seeing signs of Autumn, surrounding the cracked gray road.
"The road begins here. Hope you're ready to walk, because we've got a long journey to go."
A/N: Surprise update! I've haven't left to Mexico until tomorrow, so I've been working on this chapter since this morning. As for why it's short, I felt like just to introduce the story a bit before my journey down south. But don't worry, I'll be writing longer chapters once I come back.
And by the way, it's been windy and raining for a while where I live, so I don't know if that's the usual weather for Indianapolis during the Autumn.
OC's still submissible. See you guys later! (Big Bravo 12/21/15)