Devilbesideyou666

I see dead people. 

But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special. 

For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.

Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living. 

Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit. 

My gift is granting wishes. 

I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price. 

I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness. 

But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.

I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything. 

After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.

My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.

My name is Hattie, welcome to my world. 

Would you like a cup of tea?

Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse

Tank felt the tremors under his feet long before the humans did. Dropping his head to the ground, he snarled low as he heard one small explosion after another, far deep beneath the surface.

It took moments for the surface of the earth to catch up with what was going on under it, and the shock waves knocked the earth and metal power users off their feet. Cries of fear echoed around the Hellhound as everyone seemed to be racing to find a safe place to be.

Only Eric stood his ground, standing beside Tank with his feet braced apart.

"Why do I think Lucy had something to do with that?" asked Eric under his breath as he looked off in the distance. The ground evened out for a moment before another shock wave, even bigger than the first one, hit, sending the humans into the air.

Tank let out a ferocious bark as he lunged toward the direction he last felt Hattie. However, before he could get very far, someone grabbed his leash, stopping him dead in his tracks.

Barking Up The Wrong Tree