Maxine Monologue
Everything was in shambles. Our safe house was raided and burned once we arrived. Dead heads were everywhere surrounding our crops, houses, and even the shop. Blood Curdling screams were heard throughout the camp,organs and brain matter was scattered across concrete walkways. I stepped over a little doll covered in rotting flesh and blood. “Poor thing” I thought to myself. What horrible person would do this to a neighbouring camp, especially one with several small, frail, children? My stomach curled and cringed every time I saw a corpse. Whether it was eaten from or prowling for more living creatures, they all upset me. Maxine was the first to spot a survivor. I had given up hope on finding anyone, but she still pressed on. Maxine was the
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This survivor could be the barbarian that helped create this giant mess. Squeals and squeaks were coming from a small shed behind My old home. A dead head was scratching at the wooden door. Axel, Maxine’s twin brother, stalked towards the rotting flesh bag and cut his skull in half with a bowie knife, which was then followed up with a swift blow to the ribs that had enough force to kick down the door behind the poisoned corpse. Frightened by Axel’s action, the human inside threw a paint can at him. It missed him by an inch and caused the rest of the group to laugh hysterically. I approached the “boy” with a stern face, keeping my head high and muscles flexed to give off a “I mean business” …show more content…
Name's Mel by the way.” His grip was strong but he looked so weak and scared I couldn't believe he was alive “You're not from here are you.”
“I arrived in America yesterday. I had know Idea your country had man eating freaks.”
“These “freaks” have been here for a week now and our group has been surviving this hell since then.” It was really easy to see he was new to this sorta thing, the monsters and all. I kinda felt sorry for him. No one else seemed to bat an eye at his conflict though. Axel grinned, mischief in his eyes as he crept behind Adeen. Grabbing his shoulder, Axel whipped Adeen around in a circle and threw him to the ground next to the dead head. Adeen began screaming like a twelve year old girl. Attempting to roll away from the monster. Axel was having a laughing fit. Maxine hit the back of his head to shut him up while I assisted Adeen to his feet.
“So kid, what's your story?”
My expression was cold and my voice straight to the point. “He isn't weak but he's not built for fighting in the slightest. Meat. That is what this kid needs.” thoughts ran through my head. Each thought create another concern for the boy. Till finally, there was silence. Extremely awkward silence. “Slovakia. I'm from
This survivor could be the barbarian that helped create this giant mess. Squeals and squeaks were coming from a small shed behind My old home. A dead head was scratching at the wooden door. Axel, Maxine’s twin brother, stalked towards the rotting flesh bag and cut his skull in half with a bowie knife, which was then followed up with a swift blow to the ribs that had enough force to kick down the door behind the poisoned corpse. Frightened by Axel’s action, the human inside threw a paint can at him. It missed him by an inch and caused the rest of the group to laugh hysterically. I approached the “boy” with a stern face, keeping my head high and muscles flexed to give off a “I mean business” …show more content…
Name's Mel by the way.” His grip was strong but he looked so weak and scared I couldn't believe he was alive “You're not from here are you.”
“I arrived in America yesterday. I had know Idea your country had man eating freaks.”
“These “freaks” have been here for a week now and our group has been surviving this hell since then.” It was really easy to see he was new to this sorta thing, the monsters and all. I kinda felt sorry for him. No one else seemed to bat an eye at his conflict though. Axel grinned, mischief in his eyes as he crept behind Adeen. Grabbing his shoulder, Axel whipped Adeen around in a circle and threw him to the ground next to the dead head. Adeen began screaming like a twelve year old girl. Attempting to roll away from the monster. Axel was having a laughing fit. Maxine hit the back of his head to shut him up while I assisted Adeen to his feet.
“So kid, what's your story?”
My expression was cold and my voice straight to the point. “He isn't weak but he's not built for fighting in the slightest. Meat. That is what this kid needs.” thoughts ran through my head. Each thought create another concern for the boy. Till finally, there was silence. Extremely awkward silence. “Slovakia. I'm from