Switching Sides

In this story an infection has taken over the world and it is turning humans into monsters every one is switching sides and it's a fight to stay human. During the apocalypse 7 children- Angel, Dylan, Mason, Lucas, Rebecca, Josie and Miranda have to fight to stay both human and sane but on the way they fall into a lot of trouble. Will they all survive this messed up world find out in Switching Sides.

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36. Dylan's house

I ducked and let the baseball pass by my head, as it did I lashed out with my foot to knock him off balance. It worked he staggered backwards and hit the lamppost that was conveniently right behind him. The one on the left launched at me next this one had an iron bar in her hand. She swiped it at me but I flipped backwards doing a bridge as the bar passed just where my head had been a second ago. Then I flipped back forward and hit her hard with my foot, she doubled over and collapsed in a heap. I picked up the iron bar and swung it over her head knocking her out in one blow; I went back to the man and did the same.

“Er a little help over here Angel,” Dylan said sounding exasperated so I ran straight over and hit him with the iron bar hard he had the wind knocked out of him and he crumpled to the ground unconscious. Dylan smirked but we kept running there was no time to celebrate not now we had to get to safety before more of the switchers arrived. Luckily we made it before nightfall and managed to lock ourselves in for the night. The house was smaller than all of the other ones I had lived in during the past five years but it was still beautiful. I sat there fingering the photo of my sister tenderly.

“What’s that?” Dylan asked edging closer to get a better look his breath hot on my skin as he leaned in.

“Oh this,” I said raising it up to the quickly dying light, “This it’s a picture of my sister you know before my mother killed her I carry it round everywhere now.” He smiled at the picture and then looked up at me.

“She was really beautiful wasn’t she, “He said brushing the red hair out of my eyes, “But she had blond hair and you have red how does that work.”

“I don’t know my mum had blond but my dad had red so I guess that’s why,” I said frowning then I yawned.

“Hey you look tired why don’t you try to get some rest we have had a really busy day after all,” Dylan said smiling as I walked towards the door and headed up the stairs. When I reached the top of the stairs it headed out to three different rooms on was obviously a bathroom which had long since been left out of use but the other two had to be bedrooms. I walked into the closest it was a small boys room covered in meddles and ribbons I took a look in one of the photographs and gasped; it was a picture of Dylan.

“Hey Dylan is this house yours?” I said feeling slightly scared that he might say no.

“Yeah sorry didn’t I mention that I should have,” Dylan yelled up the stairs, “Now go to bed your room is the second on the left.” I walked out of his room and walked into the next room. Being a two bedroomed house I was sleeping it what used to be Dylan’s mums room but I was too tired and my head hurt so I fell asleep straight away.

 

 

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