Chapter Two

Caleb's POV

I sat on the floor next to my Gym teacher, Coach Martin. I still remember the attack seven months ago at school, if it weren't for Kayla none of us would be here today. She took order, when there was destruction and death. The way she ordered everyone to keep moving just to see a tomorrow and the way she protected the weaker ones from the Walker's.

She had the heart and soul of a warrior. "You think she'll be ok?" Ciara asked me standing in front of me.

I looked at her, her dark brown eyes filled with worry for her friend. "To tell you the truth…I don't know," I told her and it was the truth. She had now sealed her heart from us not showing us any weakness, but I knew that she was hiding something from us all. I had notice when we were in the gas station that she moved as silent as the breeze itself. It's like she body was made of feathers.

Coach Martin, who didn't spoke as much as before, spoke up. "She looks like hell," he said. I could tell everyone was trying to listen to our conversation about her.

I looked up at the ceiling "How long as she been up there?" I directed that question to Ciara.

She looked up at the ceiling then back at me "I checked on her a little while ago, she's asleep," she told me placing her chin in her hand.

"Tell her what we saw," Sam's voice drifted over to me. I looked at him knowing exactly what he was stalking about.

I never liked Sam, not that he wasn't a great guy to hang with, but his just rude and obnoxious. I didn't like him near her it made my blood boil. Call it jealousy, I don't fucking care. I narrowed my eyes "It is not my call to tell them what we saw, if she didn't tell them now she would tell them soon enough," I said my voice cold making Ciara slightly flinch.

"Bullshit. Stop being jealous and tell them. Tell them how she doesn't make a sound, when she attacks," he said looking at everyone in the room. They all just looked at me with confused and curious glazes.

I sigh. God I wanted to kill this douche right here and now, but he had a point they disserved to know. I lean by head back on the wall "Yeah, she moves as silent as the breeze but gracefully," I said loud enough for them to hear.

I heard some gasps around the room "Really?" I heard someone with soft pitched voice ask.

I nodded "Yeah, she looked like an avenging dark angel. Why do you think she was covered in blood, when we came back? She killed five Walker's with only one knife in five minutes without making a sound," I told them replaying the images in my head. She looked beautiful with the way she moved her body and the way she turned her body to get a good kick on the Walker's.

"So, she's practically a freak," someone said. My head snapped in that direction looking for the culprit that said that and my eyes landed on Jackie Spears; the high school slut. She's the reason Kayla broke up with me two years ago. The bitch threw herself at me and kissed me, when Kayla was walking towards me in the hallway. My heart broke, when I saw the hurt in her eyes.

I got up from the floor and made my way towards her, raising my hand and slapping her in her face. "Don't call her that not when I'm here. If it weren't for her we wouldn't be here right now talking to each other. If it weren't for her we would be dead or be one of the Walker's, so you better stop acting like you own this place because you don't and never will. You know what she is to me?" I asked her, but the question was also directed to every single person in this fucking room.

They shook their heads "She's my best friend and my leader. She has the heart and soul of a warrior and wouldn't think twice about putting her life in the line to save on of us. And you, Jackie, should know that first handed," I was pretty much yelling and I didn't care. I wanted them to know how I felt about all of this, I didn't want them treating her different just because she walks different than us.

They were all silent by the time I finished.

Kayla's POV

The yelling down stair woke me up from my dead sleep. I looked for my watch, which I kept under the pillow and checked the time. It was nine thirty. I've been asleep for four hours the best sleep I had in two days.

Caleb's voice drifted into my room "…If it weren't for her we wouldn't be here right now talking to each other. If it weren't for her we would be dead or be one of the Walkers, so you better stop acting like you own this place because you don't and never will. You know what she is to me?" by that time I was already making my way down the hallway and stood by the stairs. No one had answered his question.

"She's my best friend and my leader. She has the heart and soul of a warrior and wouldn't think twice about putting her life in the line to save one of us. And you, Jackie, should know that first handed," I was shocked by his words that I couldn't move. Figures that it would have been Jackie to piss him off that much, but I never thought I would have heard this words if I was awake.

There was silence and I decided it was time to descend the stairs. "Thanks," I said as I walked down the stairs without making any noise with my footing. I didn't have to know about what they were talking about, because Caleb and Sam weren't stupid. I knew they would figure out I moved silently, unlike them. It's like I wasn't human, but at the same time I was.

I descended the last steps and looked around me. Every head had snapped towards me, but I ignored them. I made my silent way towards Jackie and looked at her "You are really a bitch," I said to her. I noticed her left cheek was red and figured Caleb had slapped her. He never hits a girl, unless you push him to his limit and when he does snap all hell breaks loose. "You just can't accept it," I whispered my voice hard and cold as ice. My face showed no emotion what so ever. You can just image what she looks like, if you have ever met a slut. Jackie had the face of a plastic Barbie with that entire cosmetic in her face, long blond hair, tiny pimples that she hid with make-up, long nose and one lip was smaller than the other one.

"Sky, I thought you were asleep?" I heard Caleb ask me. I switched my glaze from her to him.

I still showed no emotion "Your yelling woke me up, but its fine I had a nice sleep," I said to him slightly smiling.

Ciara came and gave me a death hug "I'm so glad you're feeling better," she whispered in my ear. I couldn't help smiling at her. Ciara was always like a sister to me, we've knowing each other since we were in dippers. I loved her like my own blood sister.

Suddenly, I started sensing many Walker's at the door. My body stiffed and she noticed the change in my body. "Kayla, what's the matter?" she asked me.

"Fuck," I said and ran over to where we keep our backpacks and threw them to different people. "Pack food and water, we have to go now and take weapons with you," I was yelling, rushing over to the shelf where we keep our guns and knife in. I almost broke the shelf's wooden doors opening it. I grabbed the first gun, knife, ammunition and started throwing some of them to the people trying to take all he weapons with us. I could practically hear them beating at the front door. "Change cloths and shoes, because we'll need to run," I yelled as I ran up the stairs and changed in to black jeans with tight black shirt with my black boots. I could perfectly blend in with the darkness.

I slid in a knife that I always had under my mattress into my left boot, strapped my shotgun around my shoulder, another knife on the back of my pants, and pistol along with it. I had enough ammunition for both the shotgun and my .45 pistol. "Kayla," someone yelled my name. I ran out of my room, down the hallway, and down the stairs into the living room. I found Mark making his way to me with a radio on his hands.

"What's up?" I asked him.

Mark had a spark of hope in them "I finally managed to find a line that worked and they said that Colorado was Walker's free," he said to me. Mark was the silent type; he wouldn't talk unless spoken to or had something important to say. He was the same height as me, chocolate skin, dark hair, dark brown eyes that almost looked black, and a baby face.

I looked at him "Are you sure?" I asked him. He had to be absolutely positive about what he heard.

He nodded "Yes, that's what they said in the radio," he told me. I liked him. I could trust him to do the work, when I asked him if he could fix the radio and give me an update.

I nodded "Gather everyone up, we don't have much time and that door won't hold for long. There just too many of them," I told him and it was the truth. The Walkers were banging on the door and moaning attracting more of Walker to our direction. God, how I hated Walker's, I thought. Mark had disappeared to get everyone gathered in the living room, where I was looking out the glass door. I was trying to sense if there was any Walker's in the back of the house and so far we were good.

Everyone was now gathered around in the living anxious, because of the Walker's at the front door. I sighed and turned to look at them "We have a big decision to make and I can't make it for you," I started to say "After many month of trying to get the radio to work, our dear Mark managed to make it work and found that in Colorado they were Walker's free for the moment," I said to them pronouncing every word carefully.

Whispers erupted through the group, but I just held up my hand to stop their conversation. "The choices are as follow. Choice number one: we stay here waiting to become Walker's chew toy. Choice number two: we go to Colorado, where they are infected free. Raise your hand if you want to stay and become Walker's chew toy," I said and no one raised their hands. "Those who want to go to Colorado," I said and everyone's hands came up even mine.

Colorado it was, but first thing first we had to get out this house without being hear by the Walker's. I looked at a high chair and looked at the fence outside. I felt a smile tug at my lips. "I just found our way out of here," I said walking over to the chair in the dining room, grabbing it and pulling it towards the glass doors. I opened the glass doors and walked to the fence placing the chair sideways on the fence. I looked at the teachers and my friends "We jump over the fence," I told them.

Caleb took one step towards me "But we don't know if there is any Walker's waiting for us," he told me.

I just gave him an 'are-you-serious' look "I know there isn't any Walker's, yet, unless we keep chatting and don't get a move on," I whispered, but my voice was carried by the breeze strong and confident. I got up on the chair and pulled myself up on the fence putting my legs over the fence; before I went down I looked back at them. "If we don't move now the Walker's will come and Colorado is our only hope, so are you guys going to stay over there like idiot waiting to become a Walker's chew toy or are you guys going to move your asses?" I asked them and dropped off the fence.

I could feel everyone's body heat by the fence and the first one to pop up was Ciara. She never liked heights. "Kayla, you will catch me, right?" she asked me whispering. I nodded and she dropped like a flea bag. I easily caught her and placed her gently on her feet. And that's how it went for the last five minutes, the guys and the teachers jumping down the fence, while some girls I had to catch other just jumped. I never let my guard down.

When everyone had passed the fence, I lead them by the back of another house. They were trying not to make any noise, but it was hard to in the darkness. I felt a Walker getting near us in front of me. I stopped the group from moving and I looked back them telling them not to make a sound. The Walker came out from between the fence of the house we were pacing and the next house. The Walker couldn't see so it didn't know we were there, but it didn't mean he wasn't walking our way; which he was. I took out the knife out my left boot and twirled it around my fingers. I grabbed it and went for the kill bringing it down on top of its head. It fell with a silent thud, but the problem was I didn't sense the other two that were behind it. One of the Walker's stumbled upon me, but I punched it in the face braking its nose, but the other one I just kicked it with a high kick landing on my feet silently. I still had the knife in my hand and went to kill it, but the other had already composed itself and I didn't notice it was there. I felt its teeth on my left shoulder piercing my skin taking a chunk of skin off.

I just gasped in pain, but didn't scream. The other one had also composed itself and grabbed hold my left arm and bit me. It hurt like hell. I could feel the burning of the infecting in my blood stream. I was shocked for a second there, but composed myself fast. Pulling my arm away from the Walker, I kicked it across the face and I grabbed the other one; flipping it over my head to the ground its back. I grabbed the knife from the grass where it had fallen, when the first Walker bit me. I went for the kill, jumping on top of the one I flipped over and stabbing it right in the middle of its forehead. The other I just pushed it against the fence and struck the knife on top of its head with such force that you could hear the sickening crunch. The Walker's stayed unmoving, which was good enough for me.

The burning of the infection still fresh in my blood stream I could feel it coursing through my veins. I felt light headed and stumbled to the fence sitting down two feet away from the Walker I had pushed on the fence. I looked at my left arm blood oozing out of the bite mark. I touched my left shoulder and flinched from the pain; I could feel the blood running down my arm meeting with the other blood from the other bite mark. "Fucking great," I said out loud. I should have been more careful, I thought.

"No," I heard Ciara's voice. I looked over and the group was still there looking at me shocked and with fear on their eyes. I thought they had left? I thought, until I remembered that I never ordered them to leave when the two Walker's attacked. Ciara rushed over to me "Please no," she said with tears in her eyes.

I chuckled "I won't die, yet, I still have things to do," I said it sounded loud to me, but it came out a raspy whisper. I could feel my body shaking.

She sniffed "Like what?" she asked me.

I laughed out loud by her curiosity "Isn't obvious? Get you guys the hell out of here, before any more Walker's come this way," I said getting up from the ground putting the knife back in my left boot. I stumbled a little, but Ciara steadied me on my feet.

Ciara looked me over "Are you sure? You can hardly stand as it is," she told me.

I looked at her and the rest of the group, and then back at her. "I won't let them or you die, if it's the last thing I do," I said to her firmly standing my ground. I got them this far and I won't give just cause I was bit by one of those things

She nodded, but before I started to move I looked over at Caleb, who was white, as a ghost. "Caleb, do me favor," I said to him.

He looked at me; I could tell he was close to tears "What is it?" he asked me his voice cracked at the end.

I could feel tears on my eyes, but I pushed them back. I didn't want to die, because who will lead them into Colorado? I still had to find my parents and my older brother. Who will tell them I became a Walker? I still had my eyes on Caleb "When the time comes and I turn into one of them…Kill me," I said and started walking "Let's go," I said loud enough for everyone to hear.

I could still feel the body heat of them and knew they were moving. I wasn't going to let the infection slow me down on my mission. "First thing first, we need a car or a bus," I heard Mark tell me from behind me.

"I know and I know where to find a bus. Wait for me here, Caleb, Sam keep watch for any Walker and don't let them near the group," was all I said and took off on a run. I ran through the street, where the Walkers were. They couldn't see or hear me, so I was safe for now. I made my way to building that had busses with bathrooms. The kind of busses that had air conditioner and transported people from state to state. I checked every bus trying to find one with a key in the ignition and in the fourth bus I check it had one. "Finally," I whispered trying to open the door with my hands and it was hard, since I wasn't inside the bus to open it from the inside. I finally managed to open it and get in. I sat in the driver's seat and turned the key in the ignition. My parents had taught me how to drive any kind of vehicles and thank god they taught me how to drive any kind of busses. There was so many buttons in this thing that anybody would have gotten confused. I did everything my parents taught me and I was in my towards my group, crushing and running over the Walker's. I stopped at where I had left the group and they were there waiting. They were shocked to see I had brought a bus. I honked the horn three times signaling for them to hurry up. They all ran towards the bus, as I pushed open the door with a push of a button.

They all crowed inside, but I took hold of Coach Martin's arm. I knew he had driven trucks, so driving a bus wouldn't be too hard. "Drive. I can't drive this, I'm too weak," I told him getting up and it was the truth. I could feel the fever kicking in my shook more violently, as I made my way towards Ciara who was taking out bandages, alcohol and some gauze from the backpack. I hadn't sat down for five seconds that she started cleaning the bite marks. She started with the bite on my shoulder, where the blood wouldn't stop coming from it. I had lost a lot of blood from that one bite. She opened the alcohol and spilled the liquid on my shoulder. This time I screamed in pain, but didn't fight her. I just held onto the seat for dear life and I could the people were looking at me, but wouldn't say anything or just didn't want to talk.

Ciara clean the bite mark with the gauze and place one of those big bandages on my shoulder stopping the blood, but then she went for my arm. It didn't feel it as much anymore, because I was in the prick of unconsciousness. My body still shook and the fever was getting higher and higher by the seconds. By the time she finished treating my wounds, I was lying on her with my head on her leg. She was playing with my hair like she always did, when she was either bored or worried for me. I felt my eyes getting very heavy and my body going numb.

The last thing I saw was Ciara's teary face, before darkness took me.