Bishop Takes King (Miranda)

[Harper Davis]

It had been a hard few months for Harper and her sister. She had been travelling with her ever since they had found their parents dead on the floor and for once it seemed like Harper was totally clueless as to what to actually do. It was a strange thought to actually think that Harper had been dumbfounded so easily by all of this; Angel had been worried for her sister as of now, she wanted to help so badly but knew that it would take more than words to really snap Harper out of whatever mental trauma was surrounding her mind like a thick fog. Travelling together had been the only wise idea that she had had in a long time because if they did that, then the chances were that they could split up when it got rough in order to try and confuse the fiends which roamed the streets. Harper was clearly confused by everything that was happening right now, it wasn’t rational.

Finally out of the silence which had rested between the sisters for a few ours Angel spoke. ”Harper, what’s going on through your head, you need to talk to me.” The words were soothing and filled with empathy but right now Harper was just being too stubborn and chose to ignore the actual question at heart. ”All I want to do is get out of here and think things through, we can’t do that if you keep nagging me every step of the way” she spoke with a slight tone of anger in her voice. She didn’t want to hang out here any longer than was really necessary and for Harper the whole idea of running into a warzone just sounded really stupid, sure Harper could take care of herself but Angel was no long distance runner. ”I’ll get us out of here one way or the other, you just have to trust me okay?” she spoke, trying to apologize without even saying it.

With that, her mind became a little clearer, ideas appearing into her head as she spoke about it. It was so bloody obvious right now. Whilst holed up in the abandoned apartment complex that they had situated themselves in right now they were completely open to attack and if that should so happen then they would be screwed. The one thing they needed to do was find a more secure location, somewhere where Harper was allowed to think and strategize this whole situation through. It was definitely going to be difficult to try and find somewhere that could accommodate them and also steer them away from the pending apocalypse that waited outside. For her this entire thing was just like an entire game of chess that needed to be thought out as such and once Harper found more solace she would be able to concentrate more and hopefully build up on tactics.

She looked to her sister with a strong and confident look. ”I know this is gonna sound strange but we need to move, we’re not gonna get anything done by just waiting here and hoping for the answers to come to us” she spoke her voice stern with authority as she demanded it from her older sister. She seemed fairly complaint and nodded her head in agreement. This was what they needed to do in order to save themselves from everything that was happening. ”Okay, we need to split up, we meet at the Queens center okay? There should be enough room and resources to be able to put us up for longer” she spoke. Once again, there was a small nod of compliance from her sister.

With that the younger of the two opened the door that lead to the outside world, taking a deep breath and preparing herself for the battle ahead. ”Wait at least five minutes before coming out, got it?” she said, not really waiting for an answer as she left the building into the wasteland that was New York City.

From there, there was really only one thing she could do… run. Harper practically legged it from one end of Queens to the other, using her tactical training and knowledge to stay out of the light and take a few shortcuts to avoid running into those monsters that had roamed the streets. They seemed vacant for the time being which was eerie enough because it was usually at this point that they all came out of nowhere for some sort of ambush. She kept running despite this, keeping her eyes and ears open for anything that might help. She did manage to make it to the building eventually as the steady crunch of glass under her feet signified that something was here. What it was she didn’t know, all she knew was that this was refuge and she needed it now more than ever.

[Miranda Levesque]

The Queen Center Survivors

Everyone was trying to go about their day in Queens Center as normally as possible. To them, it almost felt like a reality tv show, a group of people trying to see how long they could all last in a mall. As if they were locked up or something. But, they weren’t locked up, they didn’t want to get out. This was their refuge from the new world of horror where the undead rule now.

There were currently six survivors in Queen Center that had been working together since the breakout when they originally grouped up. Of course back then there was twelve of them and slowly the number had dwindled down to the six that remained. Miranda was the only person there with medical experience, since she was a certified nurse. Mark was a private in the military who was in Queens visiting family when the breakout occurred. Joseph was a police officer, and his partner was the son of their youngest survivor, Cameron. He had to go to work with his father that day and those three were the only one’s who made it out. Unfortunately, Cameron’s father got infected, which Miranda pointed out after she found that out. He died, came back to life, killed one of the woman and then Tiffany had to put him down. Joseph took in Cameron as his own once his father died for a second time.

Nobody knew much about Kristen. Only that she was a college student who had quite a load of luck on her side when her campus turned into a college full of infected. She kept to herself a lot, but she was still pretty fun. Besides Miranda, the only other survivor was her very own twin sister Tiffany. If it wasn’t for the twins working together, they might not have been alive right now. They did make a hell of a team. They had each other’s back. Miranda didn’t know where she would be without her sister. She’d probably would have been one of the flesh eating beasts by now if it wasn’t for her.

Miranda sworn she’d protect her sister, along with the other survivors. It was her own nursing code.

With Kristen and Tiffany preparing their next meal and Joseph going off to entertain the kid. Miranda decided to take some quiet time as she entered the apple store and she walked over and turned on some music. It was soft, smooth, danceable. Miranda walked around, swaying her body slightly to the rhythm. Little did she know that Mark was walking by and saw what she was up too. He smirked at her and walked in. “Nice moves you got there.” He said. She gasped and quickly spun around, her hand on her chest. “God Mark, you scared the shit out of me…” She said, He smiled at her and gave her a sympathetic smile as he walked over to her. “Sorry.. Do you want to dance?” He asked her. She gave him a curious expression. “Here, now?” She asked and he simply nodded. She bit her bottom lip before taking his hand and got close to him and they started to slow dance.

Meanwhile, Cameron was playing hide and seek with Joseph. He was a father, at least he still thought he was still a father. He had two kids. One was seventeen and the other twenty-one. He lost his wife a long time ago, and running around with Cameron was like playing with his kids again. Cameron hid in the control room. Everyone was catching him hiding in there and that was the first place Joe looked for him. He walked in and found him behind a chair. “Found you, boy.” He said and he sulked out from behind the chair and Joseph and him were about to walk out when he noticed something strange.

Joseph and Cameron saw a woman approach the mall with infected on their tail. Joe went over and turned on the intercom. “Hey everyone, we have some living company. A females with infected right behind her. They are coming this way.. Meet at the back entrance asap!” He said and he took his gun out of his pocket and he headed there with Cameron. Tiffany and Kristen stopped what they were doing and ran to the back entrance, near were they were cooking. Miranda and Mark quickly broke a part and they ran for the back entrance of the mall. It didn’t take them very long to gather together. “Just one woman, you said?” Miranda asked Joseph as he threw mark his rifle. “Yeah, they’re almost here, so lets help them out, Cam you stay here with Kristen, the rest of you.. Move out!” He said as he kicked open the doors and they all rushed out.

Kristen threw her a spare gun that was previously owned by Cameron’s father before he got infected. Joe still had his own gun and Tiffany had her spear headed pole that she had since the breakout occurred. The four of them went out Joe directed them. “Hurry, quickly, inside!” He said as they passed him and Mark and then they started shooting the undead.

Tiffany was holding the doors open for them and Miranda was shooting from a far, helping to slow down the infected. As the the survivor got close enough to see her faces, that’s when she stopped. Her eyes opened at the sights of the girl approaching her. No way, she thought to herself. It was. It was her best friend since she moved to Queen as a little kid. “Holly shit, Harper!” She cried out and ran over to her, as soon as she got close enough she widened her arms and embraced her. Tiffany’s mouth dropped at the sight of Harper, of course she knew her, too. “I can’t believe it’s you, Come on, lets get inside!” She said as she took Harper by the hand and they ran back to the mall.

Mark and Joseph stopped firing as they turned back and headed for the mall as well. "Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes!” Tiffany yelled over to Harper as she headed back inside with Miranda, waiting for Mark and Joseph to get back as well.