UPDATE! I fixed this chapter up a bit and I hope it's better.

The Search.

(Hunter POV)

It was Night when I woke up, the city still dark from the blackout. there were no people in the streets just lessers and the dead.

I'm a 'Hunter' as the humans have called us. The other ones of my kind don't like me, I guess it's because I look different. instead of a blue hoodie I'm wearing a black zip hoodie stone washed jeans and combat boots. I don't remember much from my past life, the only thing I have from that time is a necklace. it's a heart broken down the middle with the letter 'R' on the side, It's the only clue I have of that time. before I turned.

I leaped from building to building in search of something to eat. I haven't eaten in three days and I couldn't stand to eat people. the taste was sickening. I came across an abandoned store and there was a dead 'charger' out front. Must have been the immune that did that, They're the only one that used the fire sticks. I walked up to the door and pushed it open. I sniffed the air to make sure no Immunes were present it was clear.

I rummaged through the shelves for anything edible until I found a bag of Fritos, I couldn't open it normally cause of my claws so I had to slice them open and they spilled onto the floor. The Fritos were Stale but I ate them anyway. I searched the rest of the of the store for anything that might help me in my search only some bodies in the back room and what the immune call a 'pipe bomb' I decided to take it, it's gotten pretty boring here with no survivors around, maybe I'll throw this and watch the lesser chase after it like a 'charger' does a Immune. "he he." I pocketed it and left the store.

The air was cold tonight as I sniffed the air I smelled immunes they are close by, I leapt on top of the store to get my bearings. they were about a mile west from here. why not watch them kill some stuff, maybe I'll throw the pipe bomb and watch Them scatter.

(Two hours later.) "Where the hell are they?" I didn't find them but I found what they left behind. massacred parts of the lesser ones, parts of them lay everywhere heads arms and the legs.

My nose picked up the smell of one of them close by very close, the smell was that of decay so I guessed one of them was killed. I ventured toward the scent that was coming from behind a dumpster the smell was intense but I was used to that by now, the immune was lying down in a pool of crimson. from his injures he was attacked by what they call a 'Tank' I once saw ten immunes try to take one down eight of ten died and the other two ran for it, but they got snagged by a the one who breaths smoke, a 'Smoker' I think. didn't stand a chance.

I looked around for something to cover him up with, I found a tarp on top of a pile of wood so I grabbed it with my teeth and dragged it over and threw it over him. Seeing how I'm an infected I probably shouldn't be doing this but I am one of the few that retains some form of humanity, it was the least I could. I heard voices coming from around the corner I came in, I quickly jumped up and hid on the rooftop above but they spotted me and shot, missed me by a mile they're fast but I'm faster.

They examined the tarp I used to cover up their friend and the old one wearing a green hat bent down lifted the tarp he said to the other three. "Did one of you put this over him?" The girl in red shook her head no.

the dark one wearing the remnants of a suit said. "I didn't, how about you Francis?"

The one wearing a Vest replies. "No."

the old one stands up. "Well someone must have, what do you think Zoey?"

The girl called Zoey walks up. "What was with that hunter? It didn't attack us."

Francis walks up next to Zoey. "He was a sweatshirt wearing little wuss probably scared of us and pissing his pants right now." The old one smacks him. "You know hunters don't run away!"

Zoey puts her hand under her chin in thought. "What If the hunter put the tarp over him." The three stared at her.

"What makes you say that Zoey?" the dark one asks.

"I don't know, call it a hunch." She replied.

Francis scoffed. "Why would a vampire do that."

The dark one yells at him. "They're Zombies Francis!"

"Whatever!" Francis yelled back.

The old one reloaded his fire stick. "Jeez will you two get a room already! That hunter might come back and finish us off."

The four set out for the next safe room as Zoey stops and looks over to where I'm at. I ducked behind the rooftop before she shoots… no Shots? I peered over and she smiled at me, she walked away. Why didn't she yell for the other ones?

(Zoey POV)

I saw the hunter on top of the roof hiding behind the wall, I don't know why I didn't yell for the others. But something tells me this hunter is different from the others I've seen, and we might see each other again.

A/n Second fanfic starting granted it's a little short but I'll get to work on the second chapter soon as I Can. STAY FROSTY!