You trudged down the street.The occasional headache from sensing zombies.You turned down a street corner and saw someone.

(Y/n):Hello?

The man turned to you with a gun.

???:Give me everything you got!

(Y/n):What?!

The man rushed at you.You stumbled back and tripped over something.You fell on your back as the man stood in front of you.He raised the gun and fired.It pierced your gut and you grunted in pain.The man droped the gun and wrestled you over and began to search your pockets.He jumped back as you began to stand up.You got on your feet and glared at the man.

(Y/n):That was not nice.

You rushed at the man just as he finally managed to get a grip on his gun.He fired again missing you.You reared back your fist and launched it into his face.He flew into a concrete wall.He was either dead or knocked out because he made no sound.You walked up to him and wrenched the gun from his hand.It was a 22 pistol.You shoved the postal in your pocket.You gazed at the man one last time before rushing away.You rushed down an ally and were met by two zombies.They gazed at you intensly.An ideas sprung in your head.You put your arms by your side looked down and began to shuffle.You passed the zombies and felt their humid hot breath on your neck.You shuttered a bit and slowly exited the ally.You jumped over a picket fence into a back yard.Their was a dog house and a kiddie pool.However the dog house looked destroyed and the kiddie pools water was red.You turned from the sight and sped to the front yard.You pushed open the wooden fence door and walked into the fenced in yard.You sliced over the fence and landed on your feet.You looked down the street and saw a peculiar sight.A house at the end of the block had its lights on.

(Y/n):Wait a second.T-thats my house!

You bolted down the street ready to fight whatever intruder had broken in.You threw open the door to see it was clean.Like cleaner than usual.

You walked down the hall way to the living room to find your dad.

(Y/n):D-Dad?

You dad looked over to you and smiled.

Dad:Ah son you are home.

He got out of his chair and went to hug you but looked at your attire.

Dad:My god son you are a mess.

Mom:Whos that dear?

Dad:(Y/n) is finally home.

Jessica:Big brother!

Your little sister ran out of the kitchen and went to hug you but dad stepped between you.

Dad:Jessh your brother is really dirty so he is going to clean up real quick.Right?

Your dad turned to you and you just nodded.You walked to your room and saw all your things.You were a big nerd and had every thing from an hidden blade to a halo helmet.You grabbed some cloths out of your drawer and walked to the bathroom.You walked turned on the shower and removed your cloths.Hopping in a deep red color came to the water.You looked down and saw all the wounds you had collected today.You turned the water a little cooler to ease the pain.You minced off and shampooed your hair.You threw on the jeans you had grabbed and looked under the counter.You took out the rubbing alcohol and bandages.You took out a gauze pad and poured some of the alcohol.You counted to three and pressed it to your bite on the shoulder.It fizzed and hissed as you bit your tongue to avoid yelling in pain.After a few minuets you cleaned it and wrapped some bandages over it.You repeated this to your other wounds.The bullet from earlier never pushed through so you took tweezers and ripped it out.You grabbed a towel and screamed into it.You bandaged the wound like the others and threw on a Halo shirt.You walked back to your room and slipped on a (F/c) hoodie and matching nikes.You secretly hid your fire axe under your pillow and walked back into the living room was.You little sister was waiting and jumped up.She pulled you into a hug which you winced from the pain.

Jessica:Are you ok big brother?

(Y/n):Yea just a little sore.

Jess smiled and grabbed you hand leading you int the kitchen.Stanging there was your mother and your dad.Your dad walked up to you and poked you.Somehow right on your bullet wound.You winced a the pain and your dad looked at you.

Dad:Take off your hoodie and shirt son.

(Y/n):W-why?

Mother:Please just do it sweetie.

You sighed and shakily removed your hoodie.Then slowly peeled off your shirt to reveal the two zombie bites and bullet wound.You mother gasped and your father kept examining the wound.

Dad:When did you receive these bites?

(Y/n):This morning.

You father closed his eyes sighed and turned to mom.They both shared a smile and turned back to you.

Father:We need you to sit down son.

You took a seat on the opposite side of the table from your parents.You little sister sat next to you hugging your arm.

Mother:Dear we have something to tell you.

Dad:Have you experienced headachs?

(Y/n):Yes sir.

Dad:And moments were you see red outlines of people?

You nodded.

Your mother smiled.

(Y/n):What is going on?

Dad:When you were little you were injected with a secret solution designed by the government.Due to my high status you were selected.This serum gives you extreme abilities.Such as being able to sense heat signatures and inhuman strength.

(Y/n):W-what?

Mother:Once you proved to be successful your father and I were injected too.Sadly there is one side effect of the serum.

(Y/n):What is it?

Dad:We are no longer human.

You stared in disbelief at them.

(Y/n):This is a joke right?

Mother:We would never lie to you sweetie.

(Y/n):So what am I suppose to be a super weapon or something?

Dad:Technically yes,but we had no way to test you.So we moved here and then the zombies appeared.

You stared at your dad intently.

(Y/n):You did this.

Dad:What?

(Y/n):You and the government caused the zombie apocalypse didn't you!

Dad:Of course not!

Mother:Sweetie calm down.

You looked at your mom in disgust and then at your sister.

(Y/n):What about her?

Mother:Well that is the other thing.We wanted you to help us inject the serum into her too.

(Y/n):No way!

Dad:What?

(Y/n):I may not be human anymore but I will do anything to preserve her humanity!

You picked your sister up and ran to your room.You heard the footsteps of your parents.You ran into your room and locked the door grabing a backpack and filling it with cloths.

Jessica:Where are we going brother?

(Y/n):We cant stay with mom and dad anymore.

Jessica:Why?

(Y/n):They are monsters.

You heard a banging on your door.

Dad:Open this door right now!

Mom:Please open up sweetie!

You zipped up the back pack and gave it to Jess.You picked her up piggyback and retreated the axe from your pillow.You jumped out the window as you heard the door smash open.

(Y/n):Goodbye mom and dad.

You bolted down the street with your little sister and away from your so called parents.