there was a man walking on the streets of his old neighbourhood he used to live in when he was a child before he moved. the man had natural white hair, green eyes, Purple short sleeve with a white long sleeve under his short sleeve, he also had blue jeans and orange sneakers along with a blue backpack on his back. "This place hasn't changed from all the years it's been..." He muttered to himself as he walked the dead streets, no one was around for miles, then he passed by his old house, it said it was for sale. "If i had any money I'd buy the place...but...Let's have a look at it, see if there's been anything the fuckers changed." He mumbled to himself with a smirk as he walked to the door and pick locked it to open it, after a bit he got inside the house, it seemed like they were starting demo and decided to stop, the only thing they had done was gotten half the floor replaced and the whole floor wasn't even out. "These guys always half ass." Steven mumbled to himself as he looked around the house as his old memories filled his head with everything he saw, like the kitchen Counter his mother always made his lunch on, the TV He always watched before school, the couch he'd hide under when he played hide and seek, all the happy memories filled his head as he lightly smiled and walked to his old bedroom to inspect. everything seemed the same as when he left, the same bed messed up, the same desk, the same floor rug and wall paint. "Did anyone move in since i left here?" He mumbled to himself, it soon got dark so decided to sleep on the couch since the bed was too small for him to sleep on, he laid there and put his BackPack down next to him as he slowly closed his eyes to sleep...while he remembered all the good times he had blocked out all the bad...he relived them in his dreams....he was a little boy watching the TV on his favorite cartoons as his parents were arguing, back then it was just noise but now that he's grown...he understands what they were saying. "You Don't Do Anything Around The Fucking House! You Just Sit There And Baby Our Fucking Six Year Old And treating him like he's still fucking two!" "I-I-I'm Sorry-" "No Your Fucking Not!" Smacks were heard as he was focused on the TV And didn't even think about turning to see what was going on...he kept watching until his father started to yell at him "We Gotta Put The Fucking Boy To Work, So He Knows What It's Like To Be A Fucking Man!" He pulled on his hair "Get Up! Get The Fuck Up! Get The Fuck Up Steven!" His Father Shouted at him "Dad It Hurts!" "Get The Fuck Up Now And Get To Fucking Work You Piece Of Shit!-" The man then woke up and say up quickly as he panted and held onto his chest as his heart was racing "...And to think the many times he forgot my name...he'd remember it just to fucking hurt me....heh heh." Steven stood up and looked around as everything seemed to be different...everything seemed gray and dingy, it was the same house and area, it just seemed like the whole sky turned gray..."The fuck happened?" he muttered to himself as he looked around the house, soon he picked up his bag and went outside and took a look around, there were ashes gently falling from the air as there were fires in the distance "did a bomb dropped?" He asked himself, soon he saw a person walking around, they had very pale skin and glowing blue eyes, Steven had a idea of what it was "a...fucking zombie?" He mumbled to himself as the person looked up to see him, it roared demonically and ran towards him! "Oh Shit!" Steven ran back into the house and locked the door as the Zombie banged on it hard! "Holy Fucking Shit!" He shouted, he then dashed to the kitchen to find a knife to kill it with, as soon as the zombie broke down the door Steven stabbed it in the head and left it there to die "Fucking Aye!, well let's hope that's the only one around." He thought to himself as he panted, "But if there's more I'm gonna need weapons...I'll figure it out." he looked through his backpack to see if he had anything to make weapons with...he found himself just some food, water, some paper clips, and maps around cities, he looked at the maps for the best route to safety. "Alright, if i get to the next city near by, I should be able to get into the abandoned Ware house in the middle of the city." Steven then rolled up the maps and put his stuff back into his bag. and looked around for anything weapon wise "I'm Surprised there hasn't been anymore of those fuckers." he thought, he went back into the kitchen and looked for knives, as soon as he grabbed a small one a Zombie jumped through the window! "SHIT!" Steven shouted as the zombie rolled onto the floor and onto it's feet! It growled and shouted as he dashed at him! Steven quickly grabbed the curtain rod and whacked the Zombie with it as it fell on the floor! The zombie was back on it's feet in seconds "Shit your fast." Steven stated as the zombie dashed back at him, it was growling and screaming as Steven kept whacking it with the rod until it's skull broke and the rod was bent "Holy Shit, that one was different from the last one, very different." Steven thought, Steven searched the body for anything good but it didn't have anything on it "There should be something in the garage." He goes into the garage and looks through the tools, there were a big pile of wooden planks, the tool box had the basic hammer, electric screw driver, and nails, screws, screw head kit, and a wrench. "This should be more then enough." Steven took everything from the tool kit and put it in his backpack. He took a look at the hammer, it was a rusty hammer having stayed in there for so long, A Zombie then broke through the window of the garage and growled and roared at Steven! "Let's hope it's not like last one." Steven thought as he stabbed the back of the hammer into the Zombie's skull, it dies right away luckily. "Alright, these things are gonna be breaking into the house through every nook and cranny....Let's see what i can do with these things." He picked up the screw driver, screws, and some of the planks, he then went to window to window to board it shut from zombies trying to break in, he seemed happy with his work, but this brought a lot of attention to him, all the zombies were trying to break in but the barriers were holding well, he walked away feeling safe, he walked back into the garage and found the broken ax pieces, the wooden pole to the axe was very moldy and had many holes like termites had gotten to it, the ax head was rusty but still in good shape, he put it onto the kitchen curtain pole to see if it fit, it fit into the axe head but it didn't sit well. "I Just need some metal scraps and something to melt it down and I'll be able to make this a good ax." he went upstairs in the hopes that he would find something, he looked around his parents bedroom and found a safe under the bed. "This might have something that will help me out." Steven thought as he began to picklock it, once he got it open it had a pistol and a good amount of Ammo for the pistol. "Did dad just keep this if he wanted to kill me?" He thought to himself as he looked at it, the pistol had engraved on the side of it "Property of Kathy Gravestone." This was his mother's name "mom owned this...did she know about what dad was doing..." These questions filled his head as he then fired the gun by mistake into the ceiling! "Well....That shouldn't have done much..." he thought just before the ceiling caved in and callasped! he hid under the bed to be safe from the ruble. when it slid out the whole ceiling of that room was nothing more..."Shit...Well, i should be more careful with this shit-" Soon he heard every Zombie around banging and trying to get into the house because they knew that something alive and breathing was inside the house! "Mother Fucker!" Steven Ran downstairs and checked on his barriers, they were doing that well! It took the zombies awhile for each board they were taking out but they were taking out boards! "Mother Fucker!" He shot those who were breaking the wood, he killed enough that he could put more boards in but it was useless, they kept coming in and breaking the wood off, it took them time but slowly but surely they would make there way into the house! Steven rushed to somewhere that they couldn't break into, a room with no doors or windows, it sounded like best bet for his current situation, no one to break in by surprise, everything would be in front of him, soon most of them start to go in, some running some walking, Steven shot at them, he always aimed at the head but always made it either the eye or the neck, but it did the job. when he ran out of ammo he started to use his makeshift ax. it worked for awhile till the head of the axe got stuck in a Zombie skull "Shit!" He shouted as he tried to pull it off but it ended up getting taken off it's stick. "Shit!" The zombie fell over and died, that was the last of the group for now. "Okay, i need to get out of here, it's to dangerous out there to go by foot, I'll need a car....like....Dad's Van!" She thought to himself as he looked out the window and saw the dusty old black van with some dents here "I Just need the keys." He thought as he went upstairs to look around for the keys, When he went up the stairs a Zombie popped out of the hall and Steven quickly threw down the stairs! "Fuck...I Didn't think about if they went hiding...I'm gonna have to be careful about this." he continued on his way first searching his parents old room, moving the pieces of roof that had caved in just moments ago, while he looked he found old family pictures, such as a birthday party picture, a photo of them at a family gathering, and them at a kids pizza place Steven loved going to as a kid. "Man....those times were perfect and they would have kept going...only if mom would have stopped questioning dad's way of getting money into the house." He thought to himself. Soon he found them and went out of the door where there was a zombie waiting for him! It growled at him before Steven then again threw it down the stairs but this time into a small horde of Zombies "well...shit." Steven thought as all of them growled and ran up stairs to him! Steven ran to his old room and locked up the door as he tried to look for something blunt to kill them with, he took a wooden chair and broke it over his old bed which also broken into pieces,with all this noise it drew more and more zombies around "Fuck!" He Grabbed the pieces of wood with nails sticking out of them and opened the door, luckily they weren't the fast ones like before, he simply beat them three at a time with the nail long enough to kill them and then bashing in there head to make sure they were down. "Well, i need to make it to the car, then I'll be on my way somewhere better then this shit hole." he packed some of the pieces of wood in case to use later in a situation that he may need them. the killed zombies along his way to the car, there were a few that had broken a window or two but nothing to damaging, he hit the first one in the head then it attacked him! He jumped on him as Steven held it by the chair leg from earlier, he threw it off into the other zombie then whacked it head and hit the car window, breaking the window with the Zombie's head, Steven quickly grabbed the Head and stabbed it into a shard of glass that was still sticking there, he then whacked the next zombie down and mashed it's skull in. "There...Now i need to get the hell outta here." he thought to himself as he went into the car and started it, but when he started it the car was very loud, this got the attention of all the zombies in the are and they started to go after the car! Steven backed up in a few and ran some over, Some were jumping onto the car and breaking windows but Steven kept speeding up and keeping his eye on the road as he made his way into the nearby town, soon the zombies just fell off not being to hold on at the speeds he was going, but as soon as he stopped a zombie broke through the windshield and through the back window killing it instantly. Steven was satisfied with this outcome, soon he stopped by a nearby highschool and stepped out of the car with a sharp wooden stick to make sure of his safety in the case of a zombie to sneak attack him. he stood by the car staring at the school sorting out his options. "There's most likely some good shit in that school, and the chance of finding weapons or tools...on the other hand there might be survivors I'll either need to pair with or fight with, I've got what i need for right now...But another person to watch my back would be nice..." Steven thought of this in his head then all of a sudden a growls of a big zombie came from within the school. "Maybe i should just leave!" He thought as he was about to get into the car and leave, but his eyes widen and he stopped at the sight of the creature that came out of those School doors!