A young girl rushed down an empty city street, her long brown hair flying in the breeze. The sun had just set, chilling the air as night fell. As sweat streamed down her face, her breath became heavy. Her lovely brown eyes were full of panic. Her complexion was paler than her natural skin tone, which was usually a y/s/c. Her f/c markings shone in the dim light.

The young girl wore a black tank top with a light red jacket, jean shorts, and black sock shoes.

[The young girl was half Altena, which resulted in pointed ears and markings just below her eyes. Alteans look similar to humans, but with colorful markings under their eyes, and have a longer lifespan than normal humans.]

Her mind was racing, as was the anxiety in her chest. Loud snarling and groaning could be heard in the distance resonating down the deserted city street.

The young girl came to a halt as she rounded a corner, striving to fill her lungs with as much air as possible. Her gaze darted wildly, seeking for a hiding spot. A gasp escaped her lips as a bleeding thin arm gripped her black sweater. She couldn't keep the scream from escaping her throat. The young girl tried to free her arm from the monster's grasp.

"Y/n Move!!!"

A bullet glazed her cheek before she had the chance to move. She felt the thin arm release her and fell to the ground with a faint thunk as the bullet impacted its victim precisely between the eyes. Y/n was glued to the ground until she was pulled to the side.

"Y/n snap out of it," a soft voice says. Y/n shook her head, her eyes widening at the sight of the person who grabbed her arm and pushed her to go.

"Ha-Haley," y/n muttered almost quietly.

Haley was somewhat older than y/n. Her skin had a little caramel tinge to it. She had golden short wavy hair with pink highlights and a long single braid down to her breast.Her eyes were a delicate light brown with a trace of green in them, and she had fluffy ears that were the same color as her hair.

She was half galra,along with our siblings Chelsey and Chris. Well they were Haley real siblings but they still consider y/n family no matter what.

[The galra are a tremendously strong species with both physical strength and military strategy, although being just slightly larger than most people.]

Haley was clothed in a long pink coat that reached her ankles, but the bottom was splattered with blood. She wore a black collared button-up dress. White straps were attached to the collar. The outfit was finished with a belt and black leggings. She was also dressed in brown combat boots.

They both continued around another corner and down an alleyway until they found a ladder leading up to one of the apartment buildings' rooftops. Haley rushes y/n up the latter.

"Go go!" Haley rushes her up the ladder.

By the second, the Groning and growling were getting closer. They both quickly hurried up the ladder and onto the roof. When they arrived at the rooftop, y/n slumped to the ground, clutching her shirt firmly. The world around her began to darken.She heard a faint voice as she battled to stay awake. Before she knew it, the world around her had darkened.

***

A small grun escaped her lips as she cautiously opened her eyes; the world around her was first blurry. She rubbed her eyes, striving to shake off the last traces of lethargy.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" a voice inquires.

Y/n eyes met gentle gray ones.

The woman had a light dark complexion and long wavy hair tied into a ponytail; she was galra, so her ears matched her hair, but unlike Haley, the insides of her eyes were filled with fluff. She was dressed in a black long-sleeved shirt, a cropped camo vest, and camo trousers. She was dressed in long black boots and fingerless gloves.

Y/n quickly wrapped her arms around the elder woman, her vision blurred and she couldn't see clearly. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, and she closed her eyes, praying the tears would stop.

“C-Chelsey….”

Her body let out a huge sob, and she buried her face in Chelsey's shoulder. y/n felt smooth stroking up and down her back, as well as a quiet voice assuring her that everything will be okay.

"Hey..hey it's okay, look at me," chelseys whispers softly as she lifts my/head n's to gaze at her. She gently brushed away the tears that had fallen from her cheeks.

"Is Haley okay?" y/n inquired.

"Yes, she is alright; she just went out with Chris to get more supplies so just take it easy” Chelseys informs her.

                                                ***

"Oh god! Oh god!! Chris, why don't you ever listen to me!?" Haley yelled as she stumbled out of Walmart with a bag full of stuff. The alarms rang out throughout the area.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself, you know how I am when it comes to video games," Chris responds.

Chris was the youngest of the four; the others were Chelsey, haley, and y/n.

Chris had wild short brown hair that hung down to his ears. His ears weren't as puffy as Chelsey's, and he didn't have the puffiness in his ears. The tips of his ears were white, but the rest of his ears were the same color as his hair. Chris had dark brown eyes. His skin tone was slightly darker than Haley's.

Chris donned a gray shirt and a light brown jacket with gold threads knotted around the waist. His trousers were a deeper gray color than his shirt. He was wearing boots with bucks on the top and red all over them.

"That's why I told you to STAY WITH ME!!" Haley screamed. She took out a shotgun and shot down two of the zombies. She pulled out a shotgun and shot two of the zombies that were in their way.

"Should we call Chelsey?" Chris asked.

"No, because one, she's watching y/n, and two, she'll kill you for screwing up and then me for allowing you to screw up, and between you and me, I'm not in the mood to hear all that," Haley grumbled.

They dashed through an alley with a fence at the end, the fence separating the city from the forests that surrounded it. Haley assisted Chris over the fence, and after he was clear, she began to make her way over it as well.

“Fuck!”

Haley screamed as she was dragged to the ground. She was confronted with a bloodied visage, and the zombie clung to her leg, trying to dig its fangs into her.

“Haley!” Chris screamed from the opposite side.

"No go, I'll catch up, don't even think about stopping, you hear me!" Haley yells as she shoots the zombie in the head just before it bites her. When she saw the throng of zombies, she quickly stood up and signed. Haley loaded her rifle and moved through the swarm, firing only those who were in her way. She made it out of the alley and back onto the streets. She ran till she was completely exhausted, and on another street. 

After what felt like hours she had managed to find another path into the woods. She leaned her body against a tree.

"If you had told me I'd be running so much today, I would have stretched more," Haley thought to herself as she pulled herself away from the tree and into the woods.