A set of footprints trailed through the sand and rubble besides the road heading towards New York. To an average person, the footprints seemed to appear from an unseen force trudging forward. During past when superstitions ran ramped throughout the world, people might have thought the footprints were being created by a ghost. However, times have changed, even more since the apocalypse started. It wasn’t uncommon to find a person mutated with abilities beyond the normal, just as the invisible girl had. The fourteen-year-old had blonde hair, obviously uncared for and had streaks throughout her hair of pink. Her petite and lean stature showed signs of being underfed even before the apocalypse.
As she walked beside the road, with New York in sight, the girl heard the rumble of a car behind her. Turing around, the girl saw fog lights from an oncoming car and couched towards the ground as she waited for the car to pass. As it dove past her, she saw that the car held only a single passenger with a chainsaw. She wasn’t sure who the man was or if he was affiliated with the hunters, but knew that she didn’t want to have anything to do with the man, or rather anyone at all. That was one of the rules for survival for the girl, something she held onto even before the apocalypse. She had had three basic rules she made for herself that she followed almost religiously.
1) Make sure to have all the necessities at all cost.
Break into stores/houses, steal from unsuspecting people, even the hunters if you are desperate so that you have this list:
- Food for the day? CHECK! You would’t have the energy to do anything if you didn’t…
- Food for the week? EVEN BETTER
- Water for the day? CHECK! You would be a nimrod if you didn’t…
- Water for the week? EVEN BETTER
- Weapon? CHECK! Invisibility would work but even then accidents do happen…
- Radio? CHECK! Keep it off or on the lowest volume level so that no one will hear you…
- Shelter? Sure… It’s not a necessity…
- Fellow companions? NOPE! That would break rule two…
2) Trust no one
There are two types of people in the world
- Those out to harm you such as the hunters, thieves and the police (that is when they were still in business)
- Those that bring harm to you. They are the people that don’t want to bring trouble to you, but do so anyways such as social workers, fellow refugees that attract the attention of Hell Hounds and the stupid people. Don’t get attached to these type of people under any circumstance.
3) Stay away from unneeded danger
If you break one or both of the first tow rules, you are breaking the last. Don’t be a stupid person and bring trouble to yourself. Don’t try to be a hero and always be on guard.
A small smile crept onto the girl’s face as she mentally went through he rules and commentary for each rule. There was a few tweaks she had to make when the apocalypse hit, but the three base rules stuck with her ever since she made them. She even wrote then in a notebook when she first came up with them years ago, but the notebook was gone now but she still remembered the title. “Zoey’s rules of survival in a stupid world.”
A small smile crept on Jake’s face as he drove down the road. He was able to gather supplies needed for the hunters, which was currently in the bed of the pickup truck he was in. He still had some ways to go before he caught up to the hunters and there was no one nearby him, that is no one alive. Looking in the rearview mirror, Jake could see a pack of Hell Hounds gathered in a small circle. Even though he couldn’t see what the hounds were doing at the distance he was at, Jake knew that the hounds were enjoying a wonderful snack.
It all started a few days ago when Jake and a man named Cole left the hunters to scavenge for some food and supplies and were to meet up with the group later on. Things went well when they found a campsite that was still held supplies. From the signs of the camp, it was obvious that whoever lived there left just moments before they arrived. He could still feel their fear lingering around the camp. Lucky for the them, Cole was dim-witted and didn’t notice their hasty departure. However, even though Cole wasn’t a bright person, he was someone that could easily intimidate someone. Standing at 6’3” and at lease 250 pounds, he could cause a lot of trouble even without his powers. Cole was a brutal man, a person that enjoyed the suffering of others, something that was of value to the hunters that eventually brought him into the ranks of one of the leaders, even though very few people liked him.
Jake hated this man. There were many reasons why, but the biggest reason was what he did to Anna. Luckily, Jake didn’t need to do anything. As the two were raiding the supplies and were loading the truck, Cole saw the whistle that Jake had sitting in the passenger seat of the truck. As Jake climbed into the truck, he was that Cole had the whistle near the bed of the truck and was about to blow it. The whistle is a dangerous weapon. Just like how a dog whistle grabs the attention of dogs, the whistle that Jake had did the same thing, except it was for the Hell Hounds. It doesn’t give the person that blows the whistle any control over the hounds, but the hounds treat it as if it was a dinner bell ringing for then and thus will attack anything nearby. Jake didn’t wait for Cole to get into the truck and drove as fast as he could away from the campsite, hoping that whoever was previously there was able to escape. As he drove, Jake could see hounds rush towards the campsite as they locked onto their target, Cole. Stopping the car a few miles away, Jake turned the car off and waited for the time to pass. He knew he couldn’t go back to the campsite too soon the retrieve the whistle, that is if he could find the whistle, or the hounds would be after him. After half an hour passes and the hounds dispersed, Jake decided to go back to the campsite. However, before doing so, he decided to make a call to the hunters. Grabbing the radio out of the glove box, Jake turned to the station that the hunters were on. “Hey, it’s Jake. I’ve got good news, I have a truckload of stuff that will be heading your way. I should be there in less than half an hour. However, I’ve got some bad news as well which I’ll tell ya’ll once I am there.”