This story is based off of uh NEWS CREW!!!! WOOOOO!!!!
basically a story my besties made for fun >:D

the italic part of this chapter is just a little story the character is writing so you can technically just skip it :P
oh and they use they/them pronouns :P

TWs: blood, attack, mention of starving. 
if miss any tell Leefy!!

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It's raining again!
I run to the window, standing on a stepping stool to get higher ground, watching the rain droplets hit against the window in awe. If only there's a way to get that rainwater safely without the weird air thingy.. I'm running out of supplies, I'm going to die by starvation or dehydration if this keeps up.

I take a deep breath, looking around the room. There's a closet with a mirror against the wall where I can see my reflection, I have long black hair in a ponytail and bright green eyes. I'm wearing a dull red sweater and a forest green cloak that reaches the ground that I got as a gift from my parents a long time ago, at least I think? The memory is a little hazy.
Looking in the mirror, I can see my malnourished figure due to the lack of food I've been eating. I haven't been growing taller either, compared to what some books say, I'm pretty short for my age. I'm 15.

I sigh, feeling a little hopeless as I go downstairs to the main hallway.
The doors are locked and I've taped the windows shut a while ago. It's scary outside.. Where did everyone go? I miss seeing people.. Not that I saw many people before the 'incident' happened anyways.

But whatever, I grab my journaling book and pen out of my cloak pocket, sit down on the floor and start writing down some imagined stories. It's mainly the only thing I do around here.

A little boy, around 12 years old named Tyler is running around t̶r̶h̶o̶u̶g̶  through the grassy meadows, he has black hair with two pigtails. A pink/purple heart clipped in his hair. His eyes are bright yellow just like the sun. He's wearing a simple yellow t-shirt and dark blue shorts.

He picks up a pretty pink flower, twirling it around in his hands.
"This will be the perfect gift for Miss Pink Cream!! She will love this!!"

Today is Pink Cream's birthday, she's a unicorn that can do awesome magic. She and Ty have been best friends every since he was very little.

The kid runs to the forest, there's a magic around it so that only friends of the ponies and unicorns can enter. The path is lit up with magical dust as Tyler continues to run until he reaches a small picnic area where a m̶a̶j̶i̶s̶t̶e̶c̶  majestic light pink unicorn with a white horn and white hair is sitting on a picnic blanket with a basket filled with food.

"Happy birthday Miss Pink Cream!! I brought you a gift!"
The little boy runs towards the unicorn cheerfully handing her the flower he picked not long ago before giving her a big hug.

"Aww, thank you my dear, this is such a wonderful gift!"

The mythical being says calmly with a warm smile.
"Here, take a seat. I've brought a bunch of snacks for this lovely day."

Tyler sits down as he looks at all the food Miss Pink Cream has prepared, there's cake, fruit, chocolate, bread, cupcakes, and multiple t̶i̶p̶e̶  types of drinks.

"Wow! These all look delicious! Thank you Miss Pink Cream!!"
The kid looks awestruck wondering what to eat first while Pink cream chuckles softly.

"No, thank you Tyler, for making my birthday such an incredible day."

And the two lived happily ever after, the end.

I sigh content with my writing, closing the book and putting it back in my pocket. Miss Pink Cream is so kind, I wish to meet a unicorn as kind as her one day! But sadly, that's not possible. I'm stuck in this house until this apocalypse or whatever ends. Either that or my parents finally come home from their family business trip. They own 'The Fy Company' or whatever it was called so they have to leave home.

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Will someone ever come and save me?..

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I can feel my stomach rumbling.. I'm hungry.. I want to eat something..

Some knocking sounds comes from the front door next to me suddenly interrupts my thoughts. Is someone else still alive? This might be great news!
I walk over there, standing on my tippy-toes to peep through the peephole. And on the other side there indeed is another person! It seems to be a guy with short brown hair, wearing a simple jacket over a t-shirt. 
He doesn't have a gas mask? How is he outside and still alive?

"Hello? Is anyone in here? Can someone open the door? I'm seeking shelter."
The guy keeps knocking. I can only assume he's alive due to magic or some secret technique, maybe he can teach whatever technique he's using to breathe outside normally so I'm no longer trapped here and can start searching for food!

I swiftly unlock the door and opening it while covering my mouth and nose to make sure I don't breathe in the air from outside. I motion the other survivor inside before quickly closing the door.

"A child? How did you survive?"
The guy raises an eyebrow, clearly a little bit confused.

I don't really know how to respond to that, like at all. So I just shrug.
I mean.. I suppose I just stay inside? And also, what does he mean with 'A child?' I'm not that young!! I'm not a kid!

Does this survivor have food with him? That will be great. Maybe he does.
I don't want to ask though, that feels awkward..

The guys scans the surroundings, walking down the hallway.
Despite everything outside he seems oddly calm.
"What's your name?"

My name? It's a simple question. What is my name?. Why do I not remember my name?..

Apparently I stayed silent for too long.
"Do you not talk or something?"
He stares at me with this weird look in his eyes.

Am I supposed to talk? But, I don't know what to say..
I stare at the ground solemnly, how is one even supposed to reply to that?

[okay leefy has reached a point where they have ran out of writing power, just imagine the one sided conversation to continue before the guy reveals that he's actually a mimic!! uhh they look like uh creatures (great description leefy, awesome really) uhhhh, has claws, completely black, uhhhh yeah! im sure salt/john can explain better :P]

[ATTACK!!!! WITH CLAWS!!! GOOO!!!!!]

I quickly put up my arms to protect my vital organs.
I feel its claws tear through the sleeves of my sweater and into my skin.

My heart is racing as blood drips out and stains my clothes.
I need to run.

I quickly look around me, there's not many places I can go to as the thing is right in the middle of the path. The stairs to the right are free though, maybe I can run up those and find a hiding spot?

The clawed monster swings its arms towards me as I run away, I hear the cloth tear but luckily I think it missed.

I climb the stairs as fast as I can, I can hear it chasing after me. I need to go faster!

I turn the corner and run into my bedroom, I look around the area before rushing to the closet, sliding the door open. There's barely any clothes in here so I can hide here easily. I then quickly close the door hoping I won't be found.

I hear my quick heart beat as I'm trying to catch my breath. I'm terrified.

I hear footsteps coming closer, I cover my mouth, holding my breath. I can't make any noise, what if it finds me?

Thud, thud, thud.

I try my best to not make any noise at all, maybe it will just walk past?

I glance down at my arm, it's still bleeding. I panic, what if I had just left an obvious blood trail to where I am? I feel like the sleeve would've soaked up most of the blood and stop it from reaching the ground but I still can't help but panic. What if it can smell the blood?

Thud, thud, thud.

I can hear it, it's right outside. crap.. no.. no.. I don't want to die..

I hear it's claws scratching against the closet, making a horrendous sound.

I feel my heartbeat beating faster by the second, this is it. This is how my short pathetic life is going to end, isn't it? The monster is going to find me and tear my flesh apart. And there's nothing I can do about it.

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yay!!! second part will be written later! once uh yeahhh :D dont worry, Lee has plot armour so they won't die :D

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