Note: the next few chapters will be through multiple different perspectives as I introduce new characters. Why? Because that's how I want it. It also helps keep my mind fresh, and helps prevent writer's block...kinda...

Chapter 2

The brothers by bond

So we were about twenty five when we started traveling. The infection had already spread, and we were pretty well off. My name was Allen, and my brother's was Carl. We weren't actually brothers, just two friends who happened to be very close.

One day, Carl and I were walking about the countryside when we saw the remnants of a bandit camp. Some kid held the bandit leader up with a hunting knife and stole his truck. We decided not to get involved, as he might have killed us too. We would've taken the shot, but the bandits robbed us a few weeks ago, so we let him have at it.

After that, we continued on our way. Our goal was to reach Cherno by the end of the night. Sadly, as night fell, we would have to camp out that night.

We sat at the campfire, and I spoke to Carl. "Do you think we should've shot that kid?" "No." Carl said. "Do you remember what they did to us?" He said, lifting up his shirt to reveal a large scar across his chest. "They got what they deserved." "Then, should we maybe track down that kid? Maybe we can join up, and increase our chances of survival."

Carl looked at me with a surprised expression. "What if he kills us?" "You heard his speech Carl, he was there because he wanted revenge, not just to kill. He even left the bandit alive."

Carl and I packed up our campsite, and readied our gear. He was still hesitant, I could tell, but that kid may be humanity's last shot, and I wasn't going to let that slip through my fingers...not like I did at the lab.

About five days into our journey, we reached Cherno. No sign of the kid, but plenty of zombies. I grabbed my Lee Enfield, and loaded it, preparing to fight. Carl wasnt a great shot, so he carried a remake of a Colt Peacemaker. He always wanted to be a cowboy, so this was a close second for him.

One by one, zombie heads popped off, as I aimed down my sights. I began to laugh as Carl acted out his favorite scenes from old western movies, using the Zombies as the bad guys. Rule #1 of apocalypse survival, enjoy the little things.

We quickly moved on, searching the buildings for supplies. Carl had a concerned look about him as he reloaded his peacemaker. "What's wrong, Carl? You're usually so happy after taking out a few of them." Carl sighed. "You're thinking about goin after that kid." "Yea, but he might be humanity's last chance, Carl. I can't let him slip away. Not if it could save us all."

Carl kept quiet for the rest of the day. You see, I was one of the lead scientists of the Valkery project. It was supposed to be a perfect soldier serum, but it ended up being a deadly virus. I dropped the vial containing, releasing it into the air. So I caused this all.

Carl and I began heading to Krasnostav, as that's where we were researching a vaccine. With any luck, that kid'll be headed there, and I can fix this mess.

Alright, a second chapter done. Let me know if you like the swapped perspective. Enough positive feedback, and I'll keep it. Don't worry, I plan on bringing Jack and Maddi back. I just want to use this as a neat way to give some insight on new characters. Also, it's a bit short, I'm sorry, but I just need this to feel accomplished.