Prologue

New Orleans - Kentwood.

Louisiana.

Dead body's were scattered onto the fragmented floor. The smell of rotten flesh and the decaying debris were around me. It was suffocating. It was intoxicating.

It's been 10 years since the outbreak. One fateful Sunday afternoon with my family next thing I know I see my dad take a bite out of my mama...then my sister then my wife and then my daughter.

My Sunflower was taken from me in an instant. Everything before that day is a blur. I can't remember how I survived,Fleed nor how I knew how to use a gun. All I know is that everything was taken away from me that day. And I'll never get it back.

I later found a group to refuge in with my now son Timothy (Timbo for short) and our dog Lavender. We hunt for the brains of those...infected. so we can find a cure for this disease of sorts.

Some are on the science side of the research,while I am on the more manual side of it of course it comes with its consequences but I've managed to survive and I've pulled more weight then any of those scumbags could ever do in a lifetime.. with that said....

"I, Jeremy Gilmerton and my son Timothy Gilmerton are stuck doing ******* clean up duty in an abandoned house.." I blurted out loud as I held my shot gun in my hands "How pleasing..."

"It's not that bad..we can see if the looters left anything behind for us to call dibs on!" He said trying to spread dreadfully needed optimisation in the air.

I turned to him and gave him a small chuckle. "They are called looters for a reason Squirt!" I said ruffling up his ginger hair with my left prostetic hand as I held the gun in the other. I walked over to the stairs seeing bloody foot prints. "Timbo, I think they may have forgotten one so be on guard" I said signaling upstairs.

He nodded before heading to the basement as I continued up the stairs, it was gruesome. So many soldiers died for an infected. Strong men and women lost their lives just to end of theirs, it wasn't fair.

As I continued to walk through the hallway, I saw a blood trail leading to one blocked off door. No noise was coming from it but it was definitely made to keep others out or maybe to keep something in, either way I have to kill any unwanted parasites from the facility, human or not.

I looked at the condition of the door, it's hinges were hand out and the door itself was barely standing, there were small holes at the bottom though they were not big enough to see through. I slowly lifted my leg up and was ready to strike the door down before I heard..

"Dad! Come down stairs, Now!" Shouted Timothy, I hesitate as I still wasn't able to open the door but I shook it off and went down stairs to see the commotion.

"What's wrong Timbo? What's with the shouting?" I asked pussled but he wouldn't anwser he would just stare,

He would stare infront of him like he had seen a ghost. I took a glance to see what he was talking about before standing there in shock.

Three children..

There was a small boy..with red,long, dreadlocks,Amber eyes and dark glowing skin. He wore a dirty white Teddy faced tee and shorts that were rolled to shreads.

The girl was younger but had an aggressive attitude towards me, she had velvet dreads up to her shoulders and 1 blue and 1 brown eye, her canines were sharp and her skin was a chocolate colour. She wore rags that were barely holding together and was covered in bites,dripping with blood.

My son was obviously mesmerised by their appearance and state, you could see his mouth tremble and his eyes were wide open as he stared at their injuries but then his focus turned to the girls hands. She carried a small baby that was crying in her arms.

Which brings us to the last of the three, a new born who looked the complete opposite of the last two. This little boy looked like he was just born, his skin was as white as paper and his hair was snow. His eyes were not open yet and he cryed,presumably for food.

I step forward to the girl holding the baby, she backed up quickly and started glaring at me as if to say 'One more move and I'll make sure you won't breathe again' of course I had no way of proving this.

"Hey..are you hungry?" I ask in a welcoming tone taking one slow step at a time, "I've got enough good for all of you at my place and clothes too." I managed to get into a close range with the girl as she has obviously eased up at the mention of food

"No estás mintiendo, ¿verdad viejo?" She said,

(Language: Spanish

Translation: "Your not lying are you old man?")

I looked at her confused before just instinctively crossed My head, she seemed pleased with that response.

I held out my hand as she cautiously grabbed it making sure I was not able to touch her brother and we made our leave but as we made it out the door I wondered why she was stareing at the second floor as if she longed to go there...

I named the mysterious trios,

Raymond - Bright,long,Red Dreads (10 years)

Tyler-Ray - Velvet, shoulder length, dreads (8 years)

And adorable Naru - The albino angel

(1 month)

And as we've spent more time together on our journey they've grown into such amazing places kids and I couldn't ask for anything more.. Well maybe for Tyler to be less inhumane but I guess that's what you get for adopting strays.

What happened after I found them?

Well..I guess you'll have to find out.

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