David used to be a normal teenage boy playing video games, hanging out with friends, and watching MLP. Yes he's a brony.
Well that all changed when everyone changed into zombies or something. Two months later he's the only human left as far as he knows. All he has is his clothes, a iphone, a metal baseball bat, and a handgun with thirty-two rounds. Now let's change perspectives to David.

They're all a round me. Fucking zombies assholes. My family's dead, all my friends are dead, all fucking humanity is dead! Expect me. I could end it right here right now. But something makes me keep going like when I used to watch My Little Pony.
It feels like I have friends all over but I don't anymore.

"Hey assholes suck my dick!" I shouted at the top of some building that is now his home.

'Time for a scavenging run.' I thought when climbing down the building. I threw a rock to distract three zombies.
I prefer sneaking around then running because if I had to run my fastest (which is a bit over average) I feel like I stayed up for three days which sometimes happens due to zombies never shutting the fuck up so sneaking is perfect for me.

Two zombies up ahead ... no way to sneak by. Time to smash some heads bitches! I ran at the with my metal bat first one which was facing the other way hit him in the back of his big fucking head. When the bat connected to his head it exploded and went EVERYWHERE!

"EWW WHAT THE FUCK MAN!" I shouted.

Somehow the other zombie didn't hear me running up, the bat connecting to his friend's face, the brain splatter, or the zombie hitting the floor but he heard my shouting ... really? Anyways he lunged at me I didn't have time to react and he landed on me and what's perfect is my bat fell out of hands only one way to get him off me. I dodged his swings and bites (he only aimed at my head dumbass). When a chance came to kick him off I took it, I kicked him as hard as I could in his stomach, took my handgun out and shot. What I didn't know was a horde heard the gunshot...

When I did notice it was to late to hide. They were closing in on me and I was frozen in place gazing at how many they were hundreds running at me. They were about two meters from me when I heard a voice that came above me.

"RUN LIKE A BITCH!' The voice shouted and it didn't need to say it to me twice.

I ran I didn't care where I was running too all I wanted to do is to get away from that horde. I looked back to see hundreds and hundreds of the undead behind me if I didn't look in front of me I wouldn't have seen a large white circle in front of me. The only thought that came into my mind was jump or die. So I jumped. All around me was white that's it just white. I waited for a while until I felt breathing down my back, I turned around, and was face-to-face with a infected but this wasn't any infected no it was his mother.

I started crying remembering the worst day of his life but stopped when he felt pain it felt like a ice cream scooper was digging my guts out. I looked down to see my mother eating me, (not that way perverts) was digging her claws into my stomach pulling my intestines out. I wanted to throw up but I couldn't. All I did was faint.

"I'm dead." I said to myself falling asleep and the pain was gone.

"No you're not." A mother like voice said to me but I couldn't hear it.

Author's Note

First fic ever. Anyways tell me what you think and to help me improve. Chapter 2 will be longer and that's where the story will pick up. Anyways feedback is helpful! Have a good day! Also I know I forgot to tell you what David looks like I planned this on purpose I will in chapter 2.