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on the ground and I knew what was happening. I was about to get ripped apart by these zombies. I managed to roll myself out of the undead’s grasp just in time to sink my knife into
its head. Unfortunately, the commotion had attracted other undeads. There suddenly seemed to be way more than I had previously thought. Using my rst instinct, I turned around to run but I didn’t make it very far. There were undead at every turn and they seemed to be closing onto my position.
I readied my knife because my pistol would make too much sound, but I knew it was going to be futile. At that moment I was ready to accept my fate.
However, it seemed fate had other plans. One by one, bullets silently ew through the air and landed in the undead’s head. The corpses just simply fell to the ground and after a short while, they were all gone. Every single one of them was dead. I looked around, for the person who had just saved my life. I was very puzzled. Who would go through all that trouble to save a stranger’s life?
“I thought you could use some help,” A voice from behind me called out. I turned around and noticed she was standing on the road leading to the village. She had a sniper ri e with a decently sized silencer on the muzzle. She began to walk towards me and I started to panic.
I pulled out a pistol on my belt and shouted, “Don’t get any closer!” The gun was pointed straight at her, my hands grip- ping it rmly.
She immediately halted her advance with a dumbfounded expression on her face. Her arms rose up slowly as she said, “You know, usually when someone saves your life, you thank them.”
Following my instinct, I kept the gun pointed at her. I wasn’t about to trust her, she could be a real danger for all I knew. “What do you want from me?” I asked her.
She looked at me incredulously, “Are you joking? Seriously? I just killed all those-”
“You can’t have any of my stu ,” I said sincerely.
“Your stu ? I don’t want your supplies. I thought maybe we could stick together. I’ve lost everything and everyone,” She looked down at the ground. Her hands were free and none of her weapons were loaded. However, despite her innocence act, she probably had people watching me in their crosshairs.
“I used to live in that town. There’s nothing left anymore. Ev- eryone’s gone.” She looked at me with sincere eyes and for a moment I wanted to trust her. However, the moment passed and I gripped my gun harder.
“How do I know that you’re not lying to me and the minute I start trusting you, your people ambush me and take my sup- plies when I least expect it?” I asked. My eyes glanced around from side to side, trying to scan the tall grass around me. This really was a good spot to get ambushed in.
She hu ed at me and frus- tratingly threw her sniper ri e on the ground along with her other weapons. “Look, if I wanted to kill you, don’t you think I would have by now?! Why would my ‘people’ wait to befriend you?” Her arms were com- pletely in the air.
I regarded her for a moment. Thinking it over, she did have a point. My pistol was still pointed at her, but I was considering putting it away. She looked at me with a mixture of genuine bravery and courageousness and I could tell that no harm was going to come from a person like her. I lowered my weapon and she smiled.
“That’s more like it, right?” She began to pick up her weap- ons as I put away mine. She looked at me with curiosity. “My name’s Skye by the way. If you want, we don’t have to stick together. It’s okay. I know I kind of rushed this upon you.”
I knew right then I was going to have to make a decision. Would I want her with me? I could already tell that she wasn’t going to slow me down. If anything, it would be the other way around. It also would be the rst time I’d ever really been around someone other than my parents. I regarded her for a second time and I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. I wanted her as a sidekick, not a friend. I decided after my parents died to not to get close to anyone just to evidently watch them die.
“I have just one question,” I stated. “Shoot.”
“Why do you trust me?”
She looked at me and said, “Well I gured if you wanted to kill me you would have right? What do we have to lose togeth- er?” Her logic made sense. I agreed to have her come along.
“You headed anywhere in particular?” Skye asked later that afternoon as we were headed down a road with minimal obstacles in the way. Not much was said since our initial exchange. I was used to the silence and she could tell I didn’t talk much.
“I’m not headed anywhere. I just wander around. I have been for a long time, “ I explained. She nodded in understanding and agreed.
So that was that. We decided to band together one day. We had been traveling together for a couple of weeks and in
that short amount of time, Skye had managed to save my
life almost a dozen times over. Everyday I promised myself I wouldn’t get close to anyone ever again, but everyday I got to be more and more friends with Skye. I hated it, but I couldn’t help it. I also was starting to believe that being alone wasn’t my fate, but rather spending my time with a friend whom I
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The Blackbird Review
“One by one, bullets silently flew through the air and landed in the undead's head. ”