Chapter 1

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              It was an average day, sun shining, people moving about their business and over all not caring about anything else. Jackson was in his house playing his guitar. Jackson was seventeen with messy black hair, a detailed jaw line, and forest green eyes. He stood at six feet two inches wearing a navy blue long-sleeve shirt, black Levi's, and a pair of black converse. 

              As he finished up the song he was playing on his guitar, his house was rocked by an explosion followed by screaming from his parents down stairs. "Mom, Dad! What's going on?" he called as he ran down the stairs. The moment he got their he froze, his younger brother, David, was attacking their parents' for no reason other than blood lust. "David, what the fuck are you doing?" Jackson asked. David then turned to him, blood dripping down his mouth. "Holy shit David. What happened to you?" David just growled from the deep of his throat and started running at Jackson. Jackson ran, with David following, into the kitchen when David tackled him and started clawing and trying to bite him. "David, why are you doing this?" Jackson pushed David off of him and grabbed a knife from the cutlery set. "David, stay back or I'll stab you." David rushes at Jackson once more. Jackson stabs the knife into David's stomach but David kept going. Jackson's eyes widened when his parents also came in trying to attack Jackson.

         Jackson runs out of the house covered in blood and just looks around worriedly. Everyone was screaming while loved ones died or turned and attacked them. "What The Fuck Is Going On?!"


That's it for now. Sorry not sorry for the cliffy. Don't forget to vote and comment. Ja Ne


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