Sincerely, The Survivors

Chapter 1: "Us"

A/N: So, welcome to this new story. This first chapter is going to be set up a little differently, as there will be multiple point of views. Just a little note before we begin, all of these guys aren't apart of a big group yet, that'll either happen at the end of the chapter or the beginning of another one. Also, this is more or less just a small teaser I guess? [Note: (~) Will signal a change in scenery, such as another group member being somewhere else. (At least in my chapters, since my co-author has a different way of writing) Another note, the guys are a lot younger, like in their teenage years in this story. Except for Luke, he'll be like early 20's, like 21-22]

Kyle POV:

It was always me and my brother. No matter where we were, or what was happening, no distance could stop the bond between him and I. Not even what's happening now. 

"Come on Kyle, we have to get moving before those things come and overrun this place." My older brother spoke, as I turned to look at his red hoodie with little devil horns on it. 

I sighed a bit, hating how we always kept moving, never being able to find a spot, as he never trusted anyone. Which might have been a smart move, but not everyone could be bad, right?

"Didn't you hear me? I said we have to get going." He spoke, becoming a little more stern with me.

I nodded, "Yeah, I heard you." I grabbed my bag and waited.

"Good, let's get going." He spoke and began to leave already, with me following behind him.

I wonder if he's only hard on me because he doesn't want to lose me, seeing that we're the only two left in our family, or at least, that we know of. 

We continued to walk until hearing a few moans/groans from some zombies, he of course, made quick work of them, not letting me go near them. I'm serious, this shit kind of gets annoying. We walked and walked until we found another house for the night.

"We'll just hang here for the night. Go rest up little dude." He spoke, causing me to roll my eyes a bit as I walked away. I get that I'm like 15 or 16, and he's like 22, but I'm not a little kid. Anyways, I made myself comfy and dozed off, while he probably pondered where to go next, especially with the mentality of this world. 

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Jonathan POV:

I looted this one house, making sure to grab everything I needed, such as ammunition and food, also some first aid supplies. I then proceeded to do the same for the other houses. After looting a good bit of houses, I decided to take a little rest in one of them, sitting down, grabbing a snack and eating it. Also grabbing a book to begin reading, but not before setting up some noise traps, so that way I would know if a dead-freak or person were trying to come in. 

I drifted away into the book, even though it was one I had already read a few times, I still enjoyed it. I would read a chapter here and there, any time I needed a quick pick me up. I usually would've played a video game or two, but obviously that's not a viable option considering our world now. No electricity, no games, no nothing. Just have to fend for yourself and survive somehow. 

"I just wish I had a group or something..." I kind of spoke out loud, not really to anyone, considering I was alone. 

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