The Wasteland

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Eve's P.O.V

My name is Eve I am 16 and I'm
ab-normal, different in other words. My father was a scientist and left me when I  was 13, I have been looking for him for 3 freaking years, and haven't found him.

The world has gone to shit.

I need answers but I don't know if he is even alive anymore, but I must admit I haven't been looking that hard.

Before my father left me he stabbed a syringe into my arm. Which made me different. I am smarter than an average person,  stronger and faster.

The truth is, that I am a Vampire.

As I walked down the gravel road I rest my hand on a fence beside me. It was white once, but now most of the paint has chipped off, but you can still see some white. I look ahead and see 4 deserted cars ahead, maybe there is some supplies in them, I think and run ahead.

The first car has a dead zombie in it stabbed in the head not so long ago. "Interesting, "  I mumble to myself, I empty the dash, all there was in there was an old tin of half eaten tomato soup, rotten and  rusted. The next car had a map in it, quite useful actually I can find gas stations and towns to get supplies and to look for survivors.

In the meaning supplies for me it means: water, bullets, clothing, knives, and transportation. The real food I need is people, their Blood at least.

Glancing at the map I'm not far from a town called apple ville, which from memory is an apple farm. Great, there will probably be survivors there, my mother took me their once when I was 6. There was a mill there, and a barn house village as well as 7 acres of apple trees.

My feet ached by the time I got there by what I could see there were a few zombies in the fields but there were definitely survivors, I could tell because the idiots lit a fire in the fireplace. But I only need the blood of a young male to keep me going for 2 weeks.

A male possibly 20 crept out to chop more firewood, "perfect" I smiled. I could lead him away with my pretty face and then snag him while he not paying attention.

Males P.O.V

My hands already hurt from before how could they send me out again? This world has gone to shit and there is no one here to say it to. I squint into the distance and see a girl, "what the-"

I slowly jogged towards her, and she disappeared into the bush. By the time I got down there and was puffing, she was already at the to top the first field. I walked up to her and she had such a pretty face I couldn't believe she was real.

Her face was pale but her deep blue eyes and red lips took my breath away, I reached out my hand to hers and then made the discovery.

Her hand were as cold as ice.

I looked up at her in confusion and then...

Eve's P.O.V

The sweet Blood of the male trickled down my lips, delicious. I later watched the Blood as it flowed down the hill, slowly but surely I dragged his heaving body back up to the wood. There was an axe beside the chopped wood, in which I took.

A steady shed lay on the top of an even bigger hill and inside was their entire water and food supply. "Idiots just idiots," I laughed, this would be fun.

By morning I had taken all the food tins and smashed then leaving them with no food, as for meat I had fed it to the zombies  in the field below. I had drunken most of the water but saved a few bottles and taken them. There was a gun and bullets in the shed as well, which I took. I could just imagine the look on their faces as they would go up for breakfast and drop to their knees.

As it was dawn now I decided to head off again, using my map I discovered a prison was not far from here.

So I headed off to the prison.


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