Thread: Dom & Sy [Malicious Lullaby and I]

We need to make a medicine run. Gather three others to go with me. Youre not going Sy. Like hell I am not. Sy No, just because youre my boyfriend and I even still dig you, does not mean you can tell me what to do just to protect me. I am not the same person and you know that. Sy Dont Sy me. Then he pouted and she frowned. Oh dont you dare spring that pout on me. Dont. You. D he kissed her to shut her up and she smiled into it. A year of devastation and because she had him, her absolute rock, she was able to smile. Some days it felt normal, like the world wasnt in the ruins of an all out apocalypse that consumed most of the human race and turned them into ravenous living undead with brains and human flesh on the mind. Some days, it felt like none of it had happened and shed wake up eager to wake her parents because it was the state of the day. Then she remembered it wasnt normal and there was nothing normal about the way they were living now. No parents, no supervision, no structure or balance or any real kind of sense of discipline because they had to survive. It was them, teenagers and some children, all banded together like a family to make it through these tough days. For Sy, if it hadnt been for her boyfriend Ivan, she might be amongst the rest of her family and his, walking with no life in her eyes, her skin decaying, her clothes ripped and mutilated flesh and blood dripping from her mouth and teeth as she looked for her the next of her craving a live human. She lost her parents to what they called The Plague. They developed headaches one day, common symptoms of The Plague. They knew about it since some territories had claimed people were turning into flesh eating monsters but it had been contained. Obviously it wasnt enough because they got free and started ravaging the world. All it took was one bite or even a common flu turning into something more deadly. Her parents got sick and it turned them a couple of days later. She came home to find them feasting on their pet dog. She ran to find Ivan and his parents succumbed to it. They narrowly got out of there and with his sister. She was scarred and still was to this day but it turned her into a natural born killer she was one of their best because it was where she channeled her anger and her fear by killing the very things she hated and feared. It seemed everyone in their neighborhood lost their parents first. Some of their friends turned as well, even little children. It was a nightmare but rather than cower in fear for days, they worked hard and rallied together the best they could. The surviving children and teenagers in their suburban neighborhood turned an entire cul-de-sac into this big neighborhood tower. A big garage where the roundabout road used to be and connected all six houses so it would be one hug thing with a large wall and barrier around it made of brick and then they painted concrete over it to make it harder to pound against since there would be a double layer of something hard. Since it had been built, no zombie had been able to break into the mighty fortress. They tried and each time, their sniper towers shot them down and the bodies were burnt to prevent further contamination. Wounds were treated immediately to prevent infection because all it took was one wound for the airborne disease to get into and a person would become the undead within a couple of days. They only lost two in the entire year and that was because the two kids were asthmatic. Because they knew that in a couple of days they would not be themselves, they asked for a double mercy killing. Kill them once for the turn and then kill them again before they were a full-fledged zombie so that they could properly die a human first and not a zombie. They were fully stocked with supplies. Plenty of bottled water, jugs and gallons, plenty of food and even more plenty of ammo since they started making their own. Now they just needed to go into town every so often to make supply runs. That day, they needed medicines and anything else they could find to stock up on, just in case. They were mostly inside all the time. There was a small little backyard for the younger kids to play around in but mostly, it was safer to stay inside. All the windows were boarded up and there was no give away of any kind of life in the neighborhood so not to tip off any lingering zombie. Fine, how about this, Ivan suggested when his lips parted from hers. I go with you and Clark can stay back. You have yourself a deal. She kissed his cheek and then scampered off to get ready which meant to wear the appropriate clothing and get armored. They all piled into the heavy artillery truck basically a four by four geared up with the best defense to plow over any unwanted zombie, bars on the windows and it being nearly impossible for a zombie to try and break in while it was running. They drove to Boston Medical, the hospital that was abandoned last because of the patients recovering that occupied it. It was like one by one, they succumbed to The Plague or they recovered or were picked off as the next meal. As far as they were concerned, they didnt know of any survivors. They hadnt had to find medicine at the actual hospital since it all happened, as they looted it from drugstores and pharmacies. Today, they knew that the hospital was well abandoned. That meant the good stuff was free to loot. Brandeis and her older brother Marcus kept watch outside the truck with their guns ready and eyes scanning. They were two of the best snipers and because of them, no zombie infiltrated their home. Meanwhile, Sy, Ivan and Ivans sister, Haley, walked into the hospital. They split up to go in search for medicine. Haley on the right wing, Sy down the middle and Ivan down the left wing. All of a sudden though, as she walked, she heard something. Footsteps and they didnt sound like hers or even Ivan or Haleys. It was like whoever was coming near was wearing no shoes or something. Bringing up her rifle, she walked slowly and scanned the entire corridor. She turned a corner and saw a figure in the slight darkness of the hall coming towards her. She held the figure at gunpoint, keeping the rifle pointed and even configured the red laser pointer on her target. She held her weapon with steady hands and walking slowly but at the same time, wanting the person to take a couple more steps into the light. Whos there? Show yourself and I wont kill you!