In the land of Undisputed world of hell, there are two species that can walk, move and…. Eat. Amongst the ones that can walk, talk and move in many more are the humans the ones reaching out to survive and do whatever they can to Live Another Day but the other kind are zombies the ones that roam around and eat whatever they can eat and enjoy whatever moments that they had from eating brains and cherish the memories that their victims had remembered. One zombie was like that and even more, slowly developing his mentality but had no memory. The only memory he had was his name started with XR.

Now this zombie was different from most zombies where instead of walking into a brick wall or following sounds, he

In the midst of a wasteland of a once thriving city, lies the dead living-

Sorry but can we not start out a narration? Because not all of us have time and Well some can get really bored?

Long story short, not everything is what the narrator said, it's getting there, just not so… lively. I'll begin where I think I sort of remember. My name is XR and if you're wondering how long this wasteland has been? Well, based on the newspaper I found across the floor, it's a zombie apocalypse. For how long? I don't really know here you got limited choices; be killed or stay alive.

He walks as he looks around the abandoned streets.

But you know what's worse than being in the apocalypse?

Groaning came from the undead, the blonde wanders aimlessly through the streets as a zombie walks up to him

"H….. Heeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy {hey me and a few zomb- folks are gonna hit to the east side, wanna come?}…." The dead man looked at him and waved at him.

"H… hhhhhhhiiiiiiiii (na no thanks I'm just gonna go and check out the supermarket) …"

Yup you got me I'm dead. The names XR, its short for…. Yeah I can't remember for the life of me. Just call me XR, it's way easier to remember and hurts to be called dead man or walker. I like to be called what I am now, a zombie. Dead, sort of slow and less provocative to killing people because let's face it, humans are literally us but walking disease. I mean what if say your a zombie and you eat someone- but wait! They got diseases, sexually transmitted ones or worse, they taste like bad salty salami.

If you're asking, have I eaten people before? No because all I ever remember was running to or from someone but it's a bit, really bit to remember and it hurts to remember. Look when you're dead you have nothing much to grip on but if you're like me, you cherish some memories. The ones I cherish are with this guy. I smiled, always loved to remember this one memory and replay it over and over how this sweet and caring guy was sweet to me and slowly I remember him but when I try to picture a face.. Poof!... it's gone.

Sigh yeah I know it wasn't easy being alive, its harder being dead but whoever it was, is probably dead or unalive- oh hey look I'm here! Star center market! My home away from home, which is anywhere!

Grabbing a cart, I get to looking for food. You see what you don't know is most markets have backup generators that can last long enough but what's better? Free food!

I know I'm dead but for some reason i can digest food and feel stuff but I can't say I can feel my heart beating but speaking of hearts, may be I can pick up-

Craaaash!

I stopped and look around thinking and praying it wasn't some random person, they almost got my eye TT TT

I grab out of the most dangerously stuff I can grab, a frying pan! If Rapunzel can swing a pan, so can I!

I crouch and snuck around to get a better look and I see red

Oh my god! The horror! They dropped all the ketchup! Whyyyyyyy!

I shook it off and rushed to attack but stopped seeing familiar red eyes and dropped the pan and I saw him do the same.

"X…. Xavier!?…" The red head began to cry as I was resisting to not bite him like now as he hugs me but something in me felt warm and scared and happy!

"W-whoooo…?"