Bones


~Chapter 1~
If John looked out the window, the first thing he would see was Blackness. Pure...Dark...Creepy...Blackness. After that there were the abbandoned cars, doors left wide open as if someone was in a hurry to get out of whatever situation they were in. The odd thing John thought to himself was; Was it one of the "Zombie" that had done this? Of course we all know that zombies arent real. But these.....Things.... Its like they cant die. We have tried and tried to kill these creatures over and over, to no avail. We believe they feel no pain, like zombies. We also believe that they have no brain activity whatsoever. They simply, Eat, Sleep and walk. Anything that gets in their way... Arent there for long.
	As John turned back from the window, he noticed Anne looking at him curiously. Not knowing how to respond John didnt say anything and walked toward the bed. As he sat down Anne said "John" with a soft tone, she continued "I dont know what kind of trouble we are in, nor do I want to know... All I ask of you is that you take care of whatever monsters are out there. I dont want to live like this anymore" John took his time to reply to her, thinking about what to say... what would make her happy to hear, or to tell her the truth... That he didnt know what was out there or how to handle it. All he could do was tell her that he would take care of everything, putting up the "Tough Guy" front. "Anne, listen to me. Neither of us know what is out there... All we know is that Sean isnt here anymore because of those "monsters." I dont want to lose you, you are all I have left...If anything were to happen to you... I dont know what I would do." Without skipping a beat Anne replied "You know I care about you too." Getting up and walking over to John she said. "We are going to have to leave here eventually, why not leave in the morning! I havent seen one of those things ever during the day!" She was excited now.

					~Chapter 2~

Do you know the feeling of cold steel against your neck the moment before it travels through your flesh and cuts off the only connection between your brain and your body? Yea neither do I, but I do know the Vampire that I just killed knows exactly how that feels. As the years have passed since that day Anne talked me into leaving with her. We never should have left. Maybe...just maybe, she would have been here.
	I hate thinking about those days. I keep telling myself "What if I could go back? What if..." And thats why I cant seem to move on. As the Vampire lays dying on the concrete I have to search its body, for anything I could use back at camp. Camp... I cant call it home anymore, because "home" is the place you live... and since we are never in the same place for more than a month, theres really no point in calling it "Home" anymore.
	As I enter camp I can feel everyone's eyes on me. Wondering if I found anything useful. "We are in desprate times John, the family cant afford for you to take these little "Adventures" and return empty handed very much longer." Scolded Kaz. Kaz is our leader. She has lots of experience in desprate situations, and we all trust her with our lives, even though we dont know if she trusts us quite yet. "I know that our rescources are precious, and shouldnt be squandered!" I retort. "But I'm telling you! There is something out there, something no one knows about. When I go out there I see strange things... Today I killed something I can only refer to as a Vampire, because honestly I dont know what else to call it....." Now I'm starting to sound desprate myself. "Pfft! a Vampire? That's rediculous... Everyone knows Vampires aren't real, it's just a stupid fan..." I cut her off "You dont know what I saw! Maybe you should come with me tomorrow! See for yourself what its like out there." Kaz turned away from me and said. "you know I cant do that... The camp needs me." I could tell that wasnt the case, that she was just scared... Like everyone else. Too afraid to go outside the campgrounds. Thats why they send me, because I Like it out there. I like not knowing what i'm going to run into or what is going to try and kill me next!  " I feel like I am meant for something more important than running around out there solo." With a pained look on her face Kaz sighed. "You know, out of everyone in the camp... you are the first to question me."