Chapter 1: "The fuck are you?!" (Edited)

You can call me Random. It's not my name, but it's what I say when anybody asks, which isn't very often. I'm immune, see? One of the immune people. Right now, Im' sitting in a doorway watching the Freaks eat what's left of the human race. They avoid looking at me. They're afraid I'll take what they are eating, but they're wrong. I don't like reminding them that I exist. Me, and those like me. We're living proof that everything not all right and we make the place a big mess.

Hang about and I'll tell yo the story of my fascinating life.

My fascinating life. Yes.

Born June 2nd, 2000, in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. My parents moved to England when I was only a year old. We were a happy family. A mum, a Dad, a big brother and, of course, me. As happy as most, until the whole Meteor thing happened in 2013. Since that point in time, my life has been nothing but hell. My parents and brother were taken away by the Military while I took a detour on my way home from school. I was a Year 9 student. Considered a "Senior Junior" by the "Senior Seniors". I could remember what happened before. I was sat in front of the telly, laptop in my lap while dressed in full school uniform, wating for the time to go to school. BBC news started talking about a meteor or something. I wasn't paying attention, I was on Youtube watching Jack Reacts and Ratchet Reacts.

"And now, our top story. Astronomers in the UK have footage of the Alexis, a meteor that was discovered in 2005, crashing down into the Atlantic, impacting the ocean directly between Ireland and the US. Many scientists have set out to sea, trying to get a good look at the Alexis."

"In other News, a strange illness has befallen parts of America and the UK. Many belie-" The screen went black as I pressed the off button on the remote.

17 years later...

Bang

An infected fell to the ground, its head replaced with a stump and a fountain of old blood, nearly black in colour. I effortlessly chambered another round into my L115A3, catching the ejected round with inhuman speed and stuffing it into my trouser pocket. With a grunt, I lifted myself off of my crouching position.

"London has seen better days." I mumbled, looking at, what remained of, Trafalgar square.

The sky was orange and the clouds were crimson red. Blood and the smell of rotting flesh combined with the snow made things look like Hell froze over. Old double deckers and Cabbies rusted on the road and the fountain no longer functioned. If Hell existed, I bet it would look better than this.

"Need to get out of here. Almost dark." It was indeed getting dark. The sun was setting. The remaining sunlight reflected on the snow, giving the surrounding enviroment a ghostly look.

My shoes made crunching noises with each step I took. My breath came out as a solid white colour, showing just how cold it was. I'd say negative 20 centigrade. I don't know what that is in Fahrenheit. My hands didn't shiver, like all winter days and nights.

My body was on auto-pilot as I thought about friends and family for the umpteenth time this decade. Where were they? Are they safe? Are they in some sort of military compound? Are they...dead? A tear leeked out of my eye, before turning into ice and falling to the snowy ground.

I must have reached my "home", because I slammed face first into a giant, red and grey wall. I took a step back, looking at my home before walking into the modified double decker. I pulled a lever next to the driver's seat, closing the doors.

After checking the side mounted sentry guns, I walked up the steps to the upper level that served as a Bedroom,living room, storage room and armoury. I had welded a sheet of steel in the front, top deck window, a metre-long slot so I could shoot and see out of it.

After dumping my weapons next to my other weapons, I unceremoniously flopped onto the mattress at the back of the bus, staring up at the roof.

"I need to find more food." I said to myself, already knowing that I had half the bus stashed with food.

In another realm, a Lavender coloured Alicorn held a book in front of her with magic. She was stood on top of a hill, over looking the town of Ponyville. She placed the book down onto the grass.

"Let's hope for the best." With that, she lit up her horn atop her head, closing her eyes. She squinted her eyes tighter, grinding her teeth while she did so. She was using half of her magic just to do a single spell. She was about to give up, before something happened.

Zap!

GONG

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Twilight flinched at the loud noise, flinching a second time when she heard the cursing that came from within the...thing. She didn't know what it was. It was red, had windows, but was reinforced with what she assumed was Iron. She looked at the massive object. She thought it was a form of transportation due to the wheels.

'How would a pony pull this thing. And rubber wheels? Is this one of those cars Andrew told me about?'' Twilight thought. Her train of thought was interupted by the sound of hissing, and two, double doors opening on the side she was on. A strange creature came out of the door that was located near the front. It looked around before spotting her, pointing a strange object at her. She saw that it wore clothing and a pair of sunglasses.

'Another human?' She was about to speak, but the human beat her to it.

"The fuck are you?"

Author's Note

Tell me what you think.