Pre-Infected 2

And now here's part 2
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And now here we are, the two are running. They both are running from a hunter at the moment, that takled Kitten earlier. Zair had a chance to punch the hunter off before it did any real damage on her. They both ran down streets, into buildings, on rooftops, out of buildings, across bridges, and through parks. They both ran finally into a store and closed it shut and locked it.

"I think we're safe for now Kit," Zair said, using her pet name, as a zombie banged on the door.

"T-that's great," Kitten stuttered, sitting down on the grownd.

Zair's ear twitched as he looked over at Kitten, "Hey, Kit. Are you okay?"

Kitten didn't answer, she just looked at the ground breathing heavily.

"To tired to say anything?" Zair asked, this time his tail twitched, "Well get some rest, we'll need to find a way out of here before the zombies get smart."

He looked back out the window, a lot more zombies this time. He sighed in annoyence, 'No point in going out this way now', he thought.

Kitten on the other hand, wasn't worryed about how they were going to get out, she was more worryed about Zair, for good reasons. She put her right hand on her left leg, and there was a trail of blood coming from her hand.

"Z-Zair," She said, her breathing becoming faster.

"Yeah Kit?" He said, still looking over at the zombies outside.

"I... I-I," She tried saying something, it was hard pulling it out of her throte.

"You what?" Zair asked, and still looking outside.

"I....." Kitten knew she had to say it before it was to late. So finally she took a deep breath, and said.....
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".... I got bit."
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Zair wipped his head around, wide eyes, and looking at Kitten.
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CLIFFHANGER! XD

I already put the sad part in ;J; but I DID say that it was going to be a MINI story

;J; Poor Kit.

Base belongs to
Zair belongs to
Kitten belongs to (me c