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Chapter Four:

The City Boys

"Dawn, take a left here. We don't want to go directly into the city." Misty sighed, her eyes bleak with exhaustion. We had been driving since the sun set, all of us tired but none of us willing to fall asleep now that it could be lethal.

"This isn't working." I yawned, struggling to keep my eyes open. "We need to take two hour shifts otherwise we're going to all be killed from fatigue opposed to walkers. Two people can rest now, and two people can stay awake for a few more hours. Dawn, you've been driving for a while, pull over and swap with me.

Brock clicked his tongue. "Nu uh May. You need your sleep. How about you girls get some rest and I can take over for a while. I slept in this morning so I can go for a while yet."

The three of us looked at him in relief. "You would do that Brock?" Dawn sighed with a smile.

Brock grinned. "Oh that's not all. I'm going to take us to a building I know up here where we can drive straight onto the roof and close the hatch so no walkers can climb. I'll start making us all something to eat and you can get your rest."

The three of us sighed and I hugged the burly man. "Thanks a million Brock." I sighed.

We stopped the car and swapped seats, and as soon as Brock began to drive, I felt my eyes begin to flutter closed. Blaze was sleeping on the other end of the van, and since my jacket could only keep me so warm, I moved over to my dog and rested my head near his warm body. I fell asleep almost instantly, but my dreams were anything but peaceful.

I dreamed of my family being bitten by walkers, changing themselves and turning. My head was foggy with gun shots and survivors desperately trying to escape the walkers path.

I dreamed of a young girl with innocent blue eyes being ripped away from her family as she was devoured by walkers. The mother sobbed with grief and was dragged away by her family, before they realized they were cornered.

I saw Max, alone as he and his best friends Bonnie and Clemont tried to fight the zombies, but couldn't get anywhere because they were surrounded. I yelled his name, but I could only watch as he was devoured.

Then I had the worst dream of all. I dreamed there was a hoard of zombies, of all my friends and family, walking right towards me. Groaning and moaning, trying to get at me to bite. I screamed in fear, and then something unusual happened.

It was only for a second, but something flashed in front of me. The shape of a boy, appeared before my eyes, and I saw a flash of green as the boy threw himself in front of me and yelled for me to run. Gathering my bearings... I did.

Then I felt something shaking me and I awoke.

I sat up, gasping and jumping with fear, instinctive pulling my dagger out of my belt and waving it threateningly.

"Woah! May calm down! I was just waking you up for breakfast!"

My vision was still foggy, and when it cleared, I saw Misty frowning at me from the van door. I lifted my head and I heard Blaze growl slightly at the sudden rush of cold air. I turned to my dog and saw him staring at me in concern. I smiled and patted his head reassuringly, and left the van while fixing my rifle on my shoulder, making sure it was loaded.

I gasped a little as I took in my surroundings. We were on top of a building in LA, that looked over the whole city. Despite the apocalypse, it was rather peaceful. The building clearly faced the East, because I could see the sun slowly rising over the buildings.

"I... slept through the whole night?" I whispered, suddenly feeling very guilty.

"Yeah, but don't worry May, we all got surprisingly a good amount of sleep. We had Blaze keep watch for most of the night since he refused to sleep while you were." Brock called from my left. I turned to see him and Dawn sitting around a small fire pit, a pot over it on a set of stilts. From the smell that was coming from the pot, I assumed it was oatmeal.

"Brock... where did you get this stuff?" I asked in sight awe.

Brock grinned and laughed slightly. "There is a grocery store across the street. I refilled out water canteens and most of our food supply, and grabbed some extra stuff as well... you were right Misty, you don't see many walkers on the edge of the city." He gestured to over the edge of the building towards a grocery store. Looking now, I didn't really see anything or anybody. Everything was deserted.

Dawn knocked on the wood plank holding up the pot. "Hey don't jinx us! I saw a few walkers in the distance earlier."

Misty, Blaze and I sat down beside the fire, and Brock handed us each a paper bowl of oatmeal and a plastic spoon. "We're eating well this morning anyway." Brock beamed. "Oatmeal and strawberries. Oh, and I saw a can of dog food for Blaze so we don't need to break the emergency supplies."

Blaze yipped happily and began to dig into the dog food, while we ate our oatmeal heartily. Once we were done, we packed up whatever we didn't need into a garbage bag and left it where we had been eating. No need to get fussy in an apocalypse.

As we loaded everything into the van, we stretched outside for a little bit, relishing in the fact that we were safe enough to be outside for a while.

"You know guys..." Dawn started, causing everyone to look at her. "I don't know why everybody turned so quickly. It hasn't been that hard to avoid walkers so far, and its not like they move fast and strike hard. They are basically dead people moving!"

I sighed and shook my head. "I think it was the surprise of it all. I mean, did you ever expect to be faced with an apocalypse? Don't forget Dawn, Misty saved both of our lives. We would have turned by now if it wasn't for her."

"Yeah, May's right." Misty agreed. "I think if everyone knew the apocalypse was coming, they would have been prepared. Maybe all of our families would have been alive."

Brock stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Its an interesting hypothesis. Maybe America was so softened by our generation, and so unprepared physically and mentally that we fell first. I mean, Mexico and Canada are fine as to what we know at the moment right? They don't have corpses littering the street."

I suddenly felt disturbed by this conversation and visibly winced. "Um, can we end this? I would rather not talk about right now, you know? Still a touchy subject."

Everyone nodded in agreement. "Alright, let's head to a cafe or something where we can try and find WIFI. Everyone got all their weapons?"

Misty smirked and held up her hand to show her trench knife. "Yep."

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Misty.. what possessed you to use a trench knife?"

The redhead giggled and lifted her baseball bat to hang over her shoulder. "Admit it, my weapons are awesome!"

The four of us laughed and we jumped back into the van, this time Misty driving. Brock opened the latch on the roof that led us back down to the main streets.

I narrowed my eyes and flipped my rifle so I was ready to fire. "Dawn, Brock, you guys should have a weapon ready in case."

The two nodded and Dawn pulled out her bow and charged an arrow, while Brock went for his machine gun.

It was quiet for a moment, as we drove through the city, keeping our eyes peeled for zombies. For about twenty minutes we didn't hear anything. Then we heard shouting, and two dogs barking, which caused Blaze's ears to perk up. Misty nearly slammed on the brakes, which I cried out in shock as Dawn and I lurched forward from out kneeling in the back.

"Opps! Sorry guys!" Misty whispered, before slowly pulling behind an alleyway to see what was going on out there.

"Guys..." Misty whispered. "Its a group of boys and their dogs, and I think they're in trouble."

"Dawn," I whispered. "Get out with me and let's take a look. You're the sneakiest."

Dawn looked at me as though I was crazy, but she shrugged and did as I told. Blaze made a move to follow me, but I held my hand up for him to wait, which he did with a whimper.

I held up my rifle and Dawn was ready to launch an arrow if needed, and we got a closer look. When I took a closer look, my heart nearly stopped.

There were three boys fighting for their lives. One was a boy way over 6 feet tall, with windswept purple hair and a black and white snapback that was tilted slightly to the upper right corner. He wore a long sleeved grey shirt under a leather vest and a leather jacket over that. He had on thick baggy black pants and hiking boots, and a black belt to hold up his pants. Like the four of us, he had thick leather gloves. Like Brock he had a string of ammo on his back, and was swapping between his two guns, a light machine gun and a rifle. He had a long sword on his belt, but he didn't seem to be using it.

The second boy had unruly black hair and wore a red, green and white backwards baseball cap. He was only about two inches taller than me, and he wore a tight and warm grey baseball shirt with red sleeves under a thick blue varsity jacket with white sleeves. He wore blue jeans and a grey belt, and wore black hiking boots. He also had unique fingerless gloves the same colours as his hat. He was fighting with a large sabre, and man he was quick, killing three walkers at once. He had a short sword and a bowie knife on his belt. Fighting by his side was a golden retriever, obviously very well trained because it managed to kill quite a few walkers as well.

But the first two boys weren't the ones who made me gasp. It was the third boy.

He was about two inches taller than the raven haired boy, wearing a grey snapback with a black visor. He wore a a tight green and white stripped t-shirt under a black leather jacket and wore simple blue jeans. He was also wearing black converse, which I thought was pretty stupid, but whatever. He also wore thick fingerless leather gloves and had a black weapon belt. He was fighting a hoard of about six zombies, using a heavy looking sledge hammer, and once in a while shooting a few with twin pistols on his belt.

But that still wasn't what made me gasp. His hair did. His green hair.

He was the boy from my dream, and he was in big trouble.

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Shelbs