If only zombies were lovers....(Hotaru and Junko)

[HotarusHopes]

Kilana popped her neck as she woke up and looked around. Her second story flat seemed to be the only place on the world that seemed to make since anymore. Getting to her feet, she moved over the window and peeked out the curtains. The streets didn't seem to reek with the walking dead any longer. Looking over her shoulder, she looked at her dresser that was shoved against the front door. The dead didn't know she was here and that was how she would like to keep it but it had been a week and no help had come. She was running low on supplies and she needed something to eat. Deciding she didnt have much other choice, she moved to the bed and pulled out her weapon case and loaded her .44 revolver with bullets before heading out the window and onto the fire escape. Croaking low, she tied her long red hair into a tight bun before looking around. She thanked her commanding officer at the police academy for making CSI's learn guns along with the police trainees.

Moving down the fire escape her blue eyes searched the area before she moved out. She knew that there was a convient store about a block down and she needed to loot there to get some food. Walking quickly, she tired to keep her steps as quiet as possible as to not alert anyone of her presence. She hoped that someone survived, anyone survived. Moving to the store, she tried to open the door but when it wouldn't budge she had to shoulder it quite roughly before gaining access. It would have been nice if the store clerk hadnt been inside, trapped by his own locking mechanism. Kicking the clerk in the chest with her high thigh boots she managed to get it stumbled back into the closet before shutting and locking the door. Easier to lock him in there then have to shoot them and have the whole fucking brigade on her ass. Moving to the shelves, she grabbed a backpack off the counter before filling it with what she could find that seemed somewhat useful to her.

 

[Junko]

Kathleen Anzaker, Ex. Navy Seals special ops.,a trained killer. She woke up on top of the Seattle Space Needle, a place so high that the dead could not get in there without first going through the elevator that she controlled. She was safe and sound in there, no dead was there, she cleaned the place out, she had some food to cook and drinking liquids, she was running low on ammo. She sighed standing up and looking down at the ground, no zombies around. She smirked and went to the bathroom taking a bath, the water hitting her face felt wonderful, she was on the public baths of the people that used to work there. It has been a week since the accident of the virus spread, now the entire world was screwed.

She put on a shirt and some short pants, she wanted to be ready in case anything happened that required her to run. Equipping herself she went to the elevator and went down, her rifle at hand she looked if there was any walking dead around, no one, perfect. She walked slowly and got in her bicycle, that made no noise so the dead would not stumble into her. She reached to the armory, just in front of a store. She had been on that store a few times to get basic stuff other than food. She looked at the door and it was locked, kicking the back door open he saw a dead feeding of the owner of the store. She shot two times, one on each of their heads. The shot were loud and hard, if there were zombies nearby they could hear her so she needed to hurry. She grabbed a suitcase and started to fill it with ammo,weapons,knives, everything she could find. She sighed wondering if she was the only one alive at the moment.

 

[HotarusHopes]

Kilana practically jumped out of her skin when she heard the soft pops of someone with a gun. She knew from the softness of the pops that whoever shot whatever was a few blocks off and she couldnt risk that level of exposure. It could be her simply losing her mind or the completely opposite, a zombie could have gotten a hold of a gun. Peeling back a bandage on her shoulder, she remember running into one of those bitches on the first day. Placing the backpack onto her back, she crouched down and did a few moves to make sure it didnt limit her anymore than it needed too. Quickly, she moved out of the store building and looked around. Still oddly clear so she turned and head back toward her loft but as she reached the fire escape she saw what she dreaded above. There were zombies, crawlers precisely, inside her loft. They had finally broke in and her smell was all over the place they would wait for her there and she couldn't shoot them to let others know her location.

"Son of a bitch." she cursed before turning and booking it away from there. Looking around she knew that she needed to find some sort of shelter. She considered trying the naval base but then reconsidered due to the fact that if she did manage to get in there may be more than just one zombie with a gun. Holding her breath for a minute, her eyes scanned around looking for anything. Popping opened her gun, she counted her bullets before shutting it again. She knew taht she hadnt taken any shots but she was becoming a bit of an OCD. Turning she took off in a steady run toward the docks. When she got to one she looked around until she found a boat that still looked a bit sea worthy. Moving inside cautiously she found the read and started to check frequencies to see if anyone was contactable.

 

[Junko]

She was fully equipped, she remained silent, she did not wanted to make any more noise that she had done already. She groaned as she looked around, there were too many stuff for her to take, she would need a car in order to get them out. She sighed and took only what she needed, placing the bag on her back she moved out of the building. Her gun high she was ready to shoot if a zombie came by. This time she had a silencer so the shot won't be heard. She heard a groan coming from the corner of the building. She placed her back on the wall and turned only to see the loads of zombie on the grocery store, why were they there?. She decided not to make too much of it as she ran on the other direction.

As she ran she heard someone talk on the radio, she knew the zombies were not smart enough to use them so she answered as she ran, "This is General Anzaker, I will be stationed on the Space Needle, if you want to be safe, go there". She placed the radio away as she ran, the space needle looking closer and closer. She went in and opened the elevator, she was standing there, back to the wall of the elevator, the elevator door opened. She waited for answer from the radio, she would give the woman five minutes, if not she would go up.