Zombie Apocalypse

"DYVEN!" Athena howled, jumped up and running over to him. She looked at his leg and the arrow. What zombie shoots that? She wondered in shock and spun around with her gun. "WHO'S OUT THERE!" She demanded of the dark, giving Spring a little nudge to wake her up. "WHO ARE YOU!?"

Dyven was holding back tears and strugling. "Athena, I…I…I can't feel my legs! Oh my God! I can't feel my legs!

Athena hissed in worry and then turned her back to the enemy. "It's gonna be alright." She whispered, and grabbed his shoulders to pull him where he couldn't be seen. "I promise, it'll be alright." She hoped she was right.

Dyven nodded.

Ashlynn ran over to the boy. She jumped up to the terrace. "I'm so sorry kid."

Athena turned to her, fury like a waterfall pouring down. It was good sometimes to have been a principal. Her face had that look of unrelenting fury and she growled out. "How about you look before you shoot!"

Ashlynn hissed, "Habbits suck! I didn't mean too. The feeling in you legs will come back soon. Its only so if I miss, i have time to kill."

Athena gave her an odd look. "What are you talking about?" Her aggression gone replaced by pure confusion. "You shot the boy in the back! How can you be certain it'll wear off?" She pointed at him.

"Just watch what happens over a course of time," she grabbed her arrow and put it in her quiver.

Dyven leaned over and tried to make her fall but she pulled the arrow back out and loaded it. She put it at his throat. "Watch it boy," she hissed at him.

Casey fell asleep against the door...

Athena still had the gun pointed at her. "And you watch it." She growled, aiming point blank wasn't very hard. "At this range not even I can miss."

Ashlynn looked at Athena. "Ashlynn," she gently released the bow and took the arrow off. She brushed her hair back.

Spring opened her eyes. Deep sleeper I suppose. Sitting up, she looked around in confusion, "What the hell happened!?"

"She shot him!" Athena barked, mistrust lacing her voice. She lowed the gun slightly, but was still rather tense.

Ashlynn hissed, "would you pull the trigger if you saw movement out of the corrner of you eye? Just be glad I didn't aim for a vital!"

Athena begrudgingly lower her gun at Ashlynn's remark. True but still, she should see what her target is next time. She thought with a grudge. "My name's Athena." She introduced herself.

"Ashlynn," she grunted.

"Hey! Boy down here is Dyven," he pretenned to yell

Athena laughed, "How you feeling boy down here?" She asked, crouching next to him and then coughing. "Ugh...." She grumbled, holding her throat and eyes glassy.

Dyven looked at her with worry. "Fine but whats wrong with you?" He scooted closer to her and press the back of his hand to her forehead and cheeks.

They were hot, like she was fighting something hot. She pulled back. "Nothing, just a cough." She grumbled, hoping that was all it really was. But Athena knew the truth, that monstrous zombie had held her close to its face. Close enough for her to smell its rank breath, breathe it in, and breathe it back out. Darn low immunity... "I'll be fine."

"No you're not," Ashlynn said, "You got to close."

Athena growled at the newcomer. "To close to what? Your bow? Your arrow? Your sights?" She demanded, not knowing why she was so hostile. That wasn't her usual self. Then again these weren't usual times.

"To a zombie," she growled back, "I'm trying to help okay!"

Dyven looked worried.