tHe EpIdEmIc [PrOlOuGe -- ChApTeR oNe W.i.P]

[Just a warning xD There is some mature laungage, and violence in this; so keep the young ones away ;D They don't want to read about a girl calling her daddy bad names, and zombies eating some poor dude.]

Prolouge

Finally, the house seemed quiet. My mom stopped screaming, my little brother stopped crying, and my dad stopped yelling. The world felt quiet again. I guess I had to think the lock on my door for that. I slowly ran a hand down my face, feeling the bruise that lay there, yet only flinched. Maybe it was true. Maybe I needed to run away, but now that I'm just sitting here. Like an idiot. I don't see the problem with thinking about earlier this morning. Well, my dad was the problem, really. I'd seen him beat my mother, yet everytime he came near my brother, I always took the blow; I wouldn't let him hurt Joey, not in anyway. I loved him much more than my mother, and a hell of a lot more than my father. That man was a creature, he didn't deserve to live. I sighed, then sat up, rubbing my cheek softly, wincing in pain. At that time, I didn't know what the world would become, where I would end up, or how things would come to, I just prayed I'd live.

It all started with the scientists. Yes, they screwed up something, and they screwed us all in my point of view. Seventy percent of us are dead, and out of that seventy, about forty percent of us are infected. I'll explain. The virus caused from the experiments caused humans to have a bloodlust, yet it was proven that this did not affect animals. I was lucky on that part; I think I'd go insane without my German Shepard, but that's not the point now. I just have to survive. For now, at least.