Male: Terry

Series: Dawn Of The Dead

She didn't know how many days had passed since it started. Time rolled by in one large bloody blur She had been enjoying her graduation trip with her fellow classmates when it began.

The screaming.

It went downhill from there.

The only reason she was still alive was due to her time in the warring states era. One learned to adapt to war...and to these things. Her powers were useless against them, they were dead humans.

Shells.

Empty shells that wanted to eat and devour every trace of life they could.

She had stumbled upon the mall, starving and dehydrated. She had wandered in via the underground parking lot and found an unlocked door, once she pointed that out, and the other flaws in their barricades, they let her stay.

Not everyone was on board, but the majority ruled. Thank God.

She made herself useful though.

Two years living in the warring states era had taught her a lot. Some of them were weary of the way she easily adapted to the 'new world'. She shrugged it off, blaming video games and other stereotypical things, it worked.

"Hey, Kagome!" She blinked out of her thoughts, bright blue eyes turning to face the speaker. She smiled as she spotted the one who called her. "Terry!" He was one of the only other people close to her age, besides Nicole, and he understood.

The world as they knew it was over, it was gone. There wasn't going to be a rescue, or a miracle cure, they weren't going to wake up and it wasn't going to all be over. Yet it wasn't the end, they had to make the best of what they had.

To survive.

To live.

"We have to patrol the parking lot, Anna said she heard some noises..." He trailed off, recalling the last time they were in the underground parking lot. Bart had...he had...

Kagome let out a sigh, knowing he still blamed himself for Bart's death. If he had gone with them he could have changed things. That was his thinking, sad thing was it probably wouldn't have made much of a difference.

With a tired groan she stood up, dusting off her pants, and shot him a tired smile. "Yeah, yeah. Nicole and Chips coming?" They were the unofficial young people group' the ones who got the grunt work.

As Steve put it, they were young and able bodied so they could do the hard shit.

Psh, Steve was just a self serving asshole.

No one liked him.

They merely tolerated him, he was one of the last living people in the world...not that he deserved it.

Terry shook his head, his gaze on her as she stretched and loosened up her body as if getting ready for a run. Hopefully they wouldn't have to run...

"Naw, she's gearing Chips up for another food run to Andy." She nodded, Andy was trapped in his gun shop. He had been running out of food when they figured out zombies didn't want animal flesh but human flesh. Thus they had figured out a sort of valet service.

Doggy carting food to Andy and guns and ammo to them, until they could figure out a way to get him safely to the mall. It wasn't going to be anytime soon, sadly, the hoards outside were growing day by day.

Speaking of which...

"Whos on thinning duty?" Thinning duty was pretty much what it sounded like, people would stand on the roof and shoot zombies, trying to bring them down in numbers just incase something bad happened. The less zombies they had to worry about the better.

Some days it seemed useless yet they still carried on. Better to be safe than sorry.

Terry rolled his eyes. "The love birds, bet they;re sucking face more than shooting zombies." She snorted and gave him a playful shove. Everyone knew Anna and Michael had feelings for each other, they were just too stubborn to make it official.

"Oh hush, what about you and Anna? Weren't you two getting close? She gave him a playful nudge to his ribs.

He frowned, they were getting along but...not that way, not anymore. He viewed her as a younger sister...not like that. No the one he viewed like that was...

With a light flush he tossed an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. "Naw, got my eye on someone else." He avoided her gaze as she looked up at him in question. He was embarrassed as hell but Steve was right, for once, they could die any day, any second, so there was no use pussy footing around.

She flushed, putting two and two together, and cuddled into his hold. "Well, let's hope it works out eh?" She flushed even more as Steve gave a rude cat call.

Ass.