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December 30th

"What are we going to do?" Sam asked worriedly.

We've been driving for hours now, and I haven't stopped to consider what we were going to do to survive.

We now had five kids to take care of. All vulnerable, and too young to be able to fight back.

The only two who could actually help in keeping them alive, would be Nya and Alize. But they were still far too young at ages eight and seven. That wasn't old enough. Not even close.

"I don't know." I responded quietly.

I wasn't even old enough for this. I still needed my-

I felt myself tear up again at the thought of my mom. I stopped crying hours ago, noticing that the tears made me seem vulnerable in the children's eyes. I needed to be strong for them. Like my mother was strong for me.

So what if I'm fourteen, I could run, I could kill Rotters easily with my hunting knives and hand gun. Not to mention that Nico was able to get us silencers for my badger as well.

I felt myself go bitter at the thought of Nico.

This was all his fault. He got my mother killed all because he decided to leave.

I don't think I could ever forgive him, if I ever found him alive again that is. And Hanson. God Hanson.

My blood boiled at the thought of that bastard, and my hands tightened their grip on the steering wheel. I planned to kill him. I wanted him dead so bad. I wanted to see his life slip away. I wanted to see him in a pool of blood, the same way my mother was. I wanted him to feel pain beyond comprehension.

"Scarlet, are we going to be okay?" Samuel spoke up this time.

Samuel was a shy kid, and he barely spoke. So it surprised me when he did. His tiny voice made him seem even more innocent then he already was.

I glanced at Samantha, before looking back at the road.

"Yeah buddy. We're going to be just fine." I said dryly. My throat hurt from crying and it was dry and hoarse.

I needed some water, but I pushed the thirst away.

From now on, I was no longer my first priority. These kids were. Then came Sam, and then me.

We needed somewhere to stay for the night. Of course it was early in the day, but I knew it was around five or six by now. The sun will be going down no doubt by eight or seven. Driving in the dark would be a nightmare I didn't want to face.

So I began to look around for a house. Just so we could stay for the night. From there Samantha and I could come up with an idea to find a better, safer environment for us.

"We need to find a house for the night. I think we are far enough away from the base and its not a good idea to drive at night." I informed Samantha.

I could feel her look at me for a hard ten seconds before turning her attention else where.

"Yeah, let's do that." She said, her voice cracking.

Samantha was crying from the loss of my mother too. We all were hurt at the loss and everyone was crying. The kids, Alize and Nya lost it as soon as I told them that my mom was gone. They were confused but soon realized what I had meant. Alex was next in crying, poor baby couldn't seem to catch a break on his losses. Samuel only cried for a little, I didn't blame him because he barely knew my mother.

Adriel, who adored my mother the most, took it the hardest. He hasn't cried. It's worse with him because instead, he doesn't talk, or make any noise at all. He's silent.

And that scared me a lot.

"Once we find a house we can talk about going up the mountain, more towards the rich area and see if we can find a gated home." I said.

It was a hope, and it was a long shot. Yet I knew my mother had to be watching over us.

I blinked back hot tears once they started to make an appearance again before spotting a community of houses. I turned into it, not having to worry about going into both lanes.

We were soon passing by houses instead of trees and small little market stores. Once we found a street that didn't seem to have any sort of Walker nearby I parked at the closest house by the exit. I knew in case of an emergency it was best to be by an exit road rather than a dead end.

I turned the car off and just sat in my seat staring at the house in front of us. The sun was still shining bright but once I looked down at my watch I knew that would change in an hour.

It was seven now.

"I'll go in and check it for Walkers. Stay in the car with the kids and If I'm not out in five minutes to get you guys. Don't come looking for me and just go." I told Sam sternly.

I knew I was older than her only by a month but I was always the one who took the lead in our friendship. It was just easier for me to make the decisions most of the time. Not to mention I was more responsible.

Samantha gulped, tears gathering in her eyes. "I'll give you six minuets. You better come back." She said quietly.

I nodded, and grabbed my hand gun, knowing it was best to use those bullets rather than my Honey badger's bullets in case of an emergency. Plus, I don't think I'm going to use the gun, it's just for safety precautions. For now, to stay silent, I was going to use my hunting knifes.

"Okay." I agreed.

With one brave intake of a breath I opened the car door, quietly closed it, and ducked to the front door. I made sure to look around, especially watch my back until I did make it to the front door.

Even though it was still visible out. I knew I was extremely vulnerable. I reached for the front door handle, and held a breath. When it twisted open I felt myself sigh in relief.

What are the chances?

I didn't step inside the house just yet.

Instead I peeked inside, taking a few pages out of the walking dead tv show I remembered watching before the shit hit the fan. I banged the handle of the knife against the door to make a noise loud enough to go through the house and alert them.

I turned around doing a three sixty, making sure I didn't alert any outsiders. Thankfully I didn't.

After that I turned back to the inside of the house and counted to sixty in my head. When I reached thirty, I heard a deep growl.

I waited for the Walker to make an appearance, and it did. It rounded the corner of the living room and appeared a couple of distances away. The Walker was big, and he was slow.

Just my luck.

I sighed. There is no way I could use my knife for this guy. His size was too big for me to take on. With one push, he could get on top of me and I'd die.

I took out my hand gun from its holder, and switched safety off. As I aimed I tried not to think about the times Nico, Sam, and I went out to target practice.

Nico found that I was struggling with aim and taught me how to shoot correctly. Thinking about it now made me stick to my stomach.

I quickly shot the Walker down, and grabbed its arms, pulling it out of the house and leaving it in the front yard. Took a lot of effort on my part but I got it done. After killing that one Walker I knocked on the door again before finding it safe to go inside. I closed the door behind me and held my knife tightly in my hand.

After that, I crept inside and began to look around. I checked the living room first, being the closest thing to the front door. Then when I found it empty I went to the kitchen, and soon enough to the upstairs area.

After making sure there were no more walkers, I opened the door again, and walked to the drive way. I could see Sam sitting in the passenger seat impatiently, the worry clear her eyes.

I waved at her, notifying her that all was good. Upon seeing me I could see the relief flood through her face. I walked to the car, and opened the back doors to let the kids out.

I left the front door to the house wide open, but I made sure everything else was locked. Also, the door was visible so I wasn't worried about Rotters walking in without my knowing.

"One by one each of you run inside the house. Sam run in first with Adriel." I said, looking up at her from unbuckling Adriel from his car seat.

The poor two year old only looked at me. His face emotionless. I tried to not show my worry for him and smiled softly. He only looked at me, before looking away.

Samantha got out of the car and came around to my side where I was holding Bébé. I handed the kid over and watched as she walked inside with him.

I looked over to Samuel and Alex who were standing, waiting to be let out. Alize and Nya were in the back. They were in the seats behind these ones because there wasn't room left in the three middle seats.

The car was kinda like a minivan. You had the two front seats, three backseats, and three more extra seats in the back.

"You two boys hold hands and run directly inside. Do not stop for anything okay." I said strictly.

They only nodded, listening to my every word.

After they went in I reached to let Alize and Nya out but stopped when I heard multiple growls. I jumped around and my aunt instincts kicked in. I quickly closed the car door, I gave the girls a warning look to stay put.

I faced the two Rotters, both edging their war toward me. Bringing their foul stench, as they limped.

I took out my handgun, but stopped, remembering that we had to ration on bullets.

With one hesitant look at the walkers that were getting closer I took my knife out, and stepped away from the car.

Then I stepped towards them, wanting them to lunge at me so I could drive my knife into their skull.

I took in their appearance, one was a blonde female with short shorts and a pink blouse, the other was a male with brown hair that was beginning to fall out. He had on a pair of doc martens and a black rain jacket on.

The female growled at me again, reaching towards me hungrily. I could hear Nya and Alize screaming in the car but I hoped that the zombies would continue to keep their focus on me instead.

The walkers kept trying to approach me, while I kept stepping back. I was getting fed up at this point, and suddenly my anger and hurt from my mother's death came rushing to the surface. I grabbed a medium sized rock. Big enough to make some damage, small enough to carry with one hand, and I threw it at the two dead ones.

"What are you waiting for!" I yelled.

Hot tears started to blur my vision, and suddenly all I could think about was the blood. The blood that poured out of my mother. There was so much. It was red, and thick. You'd never think a human had so much blood in them, but then you see it, and it never stops pouring. It never stops.

I felt my stomach stir, and then the vomit rose.

I picked up another rock, smaller this time and threw it at the female.

"Come on dammit! Kill me! Do it!" I screamed.

I stopped backing up at this point, and I let the two walkers catch up with me.

"What are you waiting for?" Tears we're now running down my face, and suddenly feeling weak, I collapsed onto my knees.

I watched the two walkers get near me and with each step they took, I made no efforts to get back up.

~*~

Present time starts in July 14th,

Flash backs (FB) start in
December 30th,

To avoid confusion... as of right now,

-Alize's birthday is November 10
-In the FB she is 8
-In the Present she is 8

-Nyaliz's birthday is November 30
-In the FB she is 7
-In the Present she is 7

-Alex's birthday is December 16
-In the FB he is 5
-In the Present he is 5

-Adriel's birthday is June 22
-In the FB he is 2
-In the Present he is 3

-Samantha's birthday is March 12
-In the FB she is 14
-In the Present she is 15

-Samuel's birthday is January 4
-In the FB he is 4
-In the Present he is 5

-Scarlet's birthday is February 8
-In the FB she is 14
-In the Present she is 15

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