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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1. Running

I let my tongue dance over my dry, cracked lips; they felt like a river bed after a month of drought.

“There has to be a way out of here,” the boy said I’d only just met him but I was starting to wish I hadn't.

“There is only one door and there is no way we are getting out alive; just give up,” I sighed and let my knees buckle underneath me as I sank to the floor with my head in my hands. My head was so heavy it felt like a ton of bricks. My stomach clenched with a mix of hunger and fear but there was no time to eat now, not that I would ever survive this.

“Urgh, how can we be trapped I double checked the place for them and for an escape route,” he banged his fists against the huge, heavy metal door. He hit the door again and again so hard that his fist was vibrating with the strength of his punch.

        “Enough!” I said with enough force to shake the walls, “I can hear something.” And sure enough I could it started very quietly so quietly that it sounded like the hum of a washing machine, and I would have thought it was that except for one thing. There are no washing machines anymore, in fact there is no electricity or heat or power at all in this new world.

“Oh no it’s them,” the boy said groaning like a hungry child. And sure enough it was them and this is what they said.

(“Come on out my darlings I know you’re in there, I can smell your fear. Oh how I would love to get my mouth around your pretty little heads yum come out come out I won’t bite, much.”)

      I froze all the way down to my bones how on earth was I going to survive this I turned to the boy but he looked just as scared as I did.

“I’ll go,” I said courageously even though I was dying on the inside, “I’ll go out there and create a distraction then you can escape.”

“No!” he said firmly so firmly that I took a step back in fear and shock, “I may have just met you but I’m not going to let you die not yet.” I looked into the boys eyes there was something about him that he wasn't telling me, something in those eyes.

“Fine how about we go together,” I suggested but I’m pretty sure that he knew there wasn't an option.

“Ok we’ll go,” he said looking at me with hard eyes, “but if this goes south I’m pushing you out of the way.”

      I gulped hard pushing back all the saliva in my mouth and breathed in deeply, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get the feeling that my throat was full of glass to go away.

“Let’s do this,” I muttered not trusting my voice to speak. With one swift movement the boy shoved the door open and we both stepped out into the hands of them.

      I looked up at the one closest to me; he had sort of long brown hair that hung at a funny angle the kind of hair that in the olden days would have made any girls heart swoop but not now. He had pale blue eyes but as I looked closely I could see that they were tinted red and the veins in his eyes were the darkest of black. He was wearing a long lumberjack shirt that was scratched, torn and dripping with blood. Underneath he wore yellowy white shirt covered in holes. He was wearing a pair of faded jeans ripped at every point on the legs and his converse shoes were torn with the soles hanging off. All of his clothing was hanging of his limp almost lifeless skinny body. He looked like he had died at least four times but he probably had. His beautiful face glowed in the evening light.

      He smiled at me “hello darling fancy seeing you here.” I stared at him star struck it couldn't be could it,

“Cooper it’s you, oh god what did they do to you!”  

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