(In the POV of 'Peck')
I was walking through the woods the occasional twig snapping . I adjusted the thin black rimmed glasses which covered my emerald green eyes . i continued my walk listening to the sweet noises of the wildlife , Which obviously was interrupted by the sounds of hungry growls of the Grabbers.
Suddenly through a gap in the tree's i saw a store , Worth a shot right ? I had my belt in my hand and my Tactical knife in the other. I walked in Opening and closing the door silently i hear someone , A female mumbling to herself . Thats when i felt it coming and i knew i wouldnt be able to help it
Before i could cover my mouth the words escaped my mouth followed by a few head jerks which seemed like 'pecking' which was the origin of my name ''BIRD'' i shouted . I heard the woman trip and say something which i couldnt understand. I saw a counter and hid behind it.
When i was scared the Tics always were worse. What i was thinking slipped my mind and i screamed it out of my control ''DANGER'' i shouted . The woman stumbled again , i could hear her heavy breathing she was near.
'W-Who's there!'' She demanded with a stutter , i heard a gun click . I didnt want to awnser but i had no choice before i could say what i wanted it escaped my mouth again 'BIRD' i shouted my throat aching from the way it was forced out of me.
She mumbled something yet again. I stood an revealed myself i couldnt see her. ''Hello? Apologies for the shouting'' I'd say my arm giving a light twitch . Something grabbed me from behind and threw me to the ground i had a sharp pain in my right hip due to impact . ''What do you think your doing screaming around here?'' The woman stood over me her thick texan accent her soft blue eyes and her tied up Blonde hair .
''I have tourettes , Im sorry''I'd mumble my head jerking forward in the pecking position again she laughed . She moved off of me and i stood up gripping the pain , I looked outside a few of the Grabbers were coming I pointed as i grabbed my belt and tied it around my mouth. The female bent down with me and looked confused. I pulled out a board and began to write 'I do this so it muffles the shouts so they won't be drawn as much ' . She nodded and we remained quiet until they were gone.
''Pyro , Pyro is my name'' She said reaching a hand i untied the belt and shook her hand ''Call me Peck'' , ''No thanks i'll call you bird boy'' She laughed ''Where you headed?'' I asked
''Im headed to Columbus , Some say it isn't as infected as here''
''Oh well just so happens that's my destination too!'' I said clapping my hands together
''As it seems we're both alone why do'nt we head there together bird boy , Could always use a friend to stop me from going insane'' She laughed
We set off on our adventure .
I inhaled , for once it wasn't the smell of revolting rotting flesh it was flowers and grass which danced around my nostrils. Fortunantly we had to walk through a meadow to avoid an upcoming herd . It must have been around late november as it was getting colder and the grabbers were getting slower .
The only issue with it is we wouldnt be able to travel for a whole month i decided to bring the topic up with Pyro
''Its getting colder , that means snow and ice'' I said looking to her , she was holding a large sunflower although the world was bitter she still found the joys and enjoyed the little things ''Thats a good thing , ice will make them slip and fall and i doubt their bodies will cope in such freezing degrees'' She said smartly . I thought .
''That means we're going to have to camp somewhere you know and gather enough supplies to survive two whole months. '' I said , a disappointed look swallowed her joy .
''Oh okay , instead of picking flowers we better start as its already getting cold now'' She said snapping the flower in half . She pulled her Revolver out and adjusted the silencer she began to jog and moved her arm as if saying 'Move your lazy ass and follow'.
((A/N: I have alot of plans for this story and cannot wait to be writing this , This is one of my first Fiction (non fanfiction related) stories and im overjoyed to be showing my interests to you all , stay snazzy B) -charlie))
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Bird Boy
General FictionRalph Parker , A 21 year old male . a male with tourettes now imagine trying to survive a world of Mindless creatures walking around with a limp and a hunch devouring people and lowering the human race by the second. Given the nickname peck this Br...
