Part II

There was now silence between the dark-haired older girl and the fair-haired younger girl. The older one led as the other followed, the younger clearly making an effort to remain silent.
Fuschia wondered how long Selena could have survived for so long with her giant mouth. Sure, the girl had a squeaky high-pitched voice that might help her if she screamed, but she didn't look like much. She was so skinny that Fuschia swore a gust of wind could blow her over. Not only that, her innocent face showed that she didn't understand the severity of the current events.
The two slipped into a building with a basement that led to the outside. The doors to the outside were locked with a heavy-duty lock and chair. If a creature did break through all that, they could escape from the house that led to the inside of the house. Fuschia had been given the keys by her parents for safe keeping before they had been killed. She would be able to unlock the door to the outside if they needed to get out from there.
Her parents had chosen a good spot. The walls were made of cement and had no windows to break through. There was a small lantern that ran on batteries for light.
There wasn't enough food for the two of them for more than a month though. Fuschia had planned to stay for two months if possible now that her parents were gone, but only one month was possible now. A search would allow her to stay longer, but it meant given away her location more times than she wanted. Her parents had made one trip only, but they had been tracked down and slaughtered. And now, Fuschia was an orphan. Then again, Selena was probably one as well.
Closing the door they had entered through and locking it, Fuschia prayed that they had not left anything that could lead the monsters to them. Selena collapsed on one of the make-shift beds (blankets on the ground) and closed her eyes. Fuschia stayed on her feet, looking over the supplies and making mental notes on how much food and water they could have each day.
After hooking on two kunai to her boots, a katana (a type of sword) on her belt, and a couple shurriken (throwing stars) and more kunai into her pouch, she gave Selena her share in a bag and a couple containers. Then she stuck her own share into the backpack that rarely came off her back. It made her a little slower sometimes, but it was better than not having supplies with her just in case she needed to flee.
Her companion stared at the food for a moment before eating away.
"Just thought you should know, that's supposed to last you a month." Selena made no response to Fuschia comment.
"O-kay, it's your food." Fuschia shrugged. It wouldn't be her fault if Selena starved. After all, she did warn the girl.
As Selena ate, Fuschia pulled out her all weapons. Still sharp, the blades gleamed as if ready for blood. When she was convinced that they were in good shape, she slipped them back into her pouch and watched in amusement at the other girl.
~*~
Selena stared at Fuschia as she opened the basement door. The door had not been touched since their arrival but Fuschia knew what she was doing. With her backpack full of supplies on her back and her weapons strapped to her, she was ready to leave. It had been a month and it was time to find a new place to hide.
During the month that they had stayed there, Selena had finished her food and water before half the month had passed, and she complained until Fuschia gave her some of her's. Fuschia had lost a lot of weight, sacrificing most of her valuable food and water to Selena. She was used to not eating much, but this was to the extreme.
Selena had annoyed Fuschia, but even so, she couldn't imagine losing her new friend. Despite her attempts to not create a friendship with Selena, she had anyways, and now would probably shed tears for the girl if she was killed. They had talked about their past and what had happened it them. It turned out that Selena really was an orphan as well, but knew how to fence and so had defended herself in that manner. They braided each others' hair when they were bored and created new funky styles for fun. But Fuschia preferred her simple pony-tail to anything else. Still, she allowed the other girl to play with her wavy dark-brown hair. They had also played cards, playing the games they knew and creating new ones that...weren't so great, but still funny. Overall, they had bonded, and Fuschia would protect Selena if danger came.
The morning was eerily quiet and Fuschia suspected that the creatures had eaten the birds. Actually, they had probably consumed all the animals they could get their foul yellow teeth on.
They had only made it past 3 or 4 houses when Fuschia suddenly stopped, causing Selena to almost collide into her. Dragging the other girl, she pulled them into a rundown building. She had seen one of the creatures that had killed her parents. Shooting Selena a look and hoping that the confused girl understood, she peered carefully over the pile of rubble that they were hiding behind.
Holding her breath and hoping that they would not be found, Fuschia felt as if her heart was in her throat. The crunching footsteps came towards them and then stopped. There was the sound of sniffing, and then they began to get louder and closer.
"Come out, come out, where ever you are." The taunting screeching voice of the creature called out to the two girls.
Oh shitshitshitshitshit! Fuschia could hear and feel the pounding of her pulse in her ears. Her hand, however, was steady as she brought out her kunai in preparation.
There was the sound of a savage yell, a thud, and then a metallic screech of pain. Then it was quiet. Peeking from the rubble, Fuschia saw a tall asian girl and a bushy-haired brunette standing over the dead body of the creature. The two other girls seemed to be talking over something. Then they began to walk towards Fuschia and Selena. Fuschia, seeing no point in hiding, revealed herself, sinking into a defensive pose.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Her piercing green eyes were steely as she glared at the girls.
"We come in peace and are not possessed." The Asian girl answered for the two of them. She was carrying a bloody dagger in her hand, which she began cleaning with a rag from the pocket of her pants.
"We're just, like, looking for other survivors." the brunette answered, nervously fiddling with her sleeves.
"What's your n-" Fuschia began.
"HiI'mSelenaandthat'sFuschiawhat'reyournames?" Selena had appeared out of nowhere, nearly giving Fuschia a heart attack and causing the other two to burst into giggles. Then the Asian girl stopped.
"It's not safe here, let's get to shelter first." This girl was someone who thought like Fuschia, and she nodded, smiling in approval. The four made their way to a giant water tank.
Fuschia and Selena were a little confused, but the former did not question the other two. Selena looked as if she was about to ask, but Fuschia put her hand on Selena's shoulder and shook her head firmly. They climbed up the ladder and then the first two slipped into the door of the water tank. Looking in, Fuschia realized that the tank was devoid of water and the girls had made the tank their shelter. She smiled to herself before slipping in herself. The bushy-haired girl closed the door after Selena got in and then turned on a battery-operated lantern, much like Fuschia's. Fuschia took the opportunity to take out her own but did not light it. The one lantern would be enough, and she didn't want to waste the batteries.
"Alright then. I'm Christy and this is my friend Zinc. You are Fuschia and Selena?" The Asian girl, Christy, smiled at the two girls. Seeing Christy smile at her (and Selena) caused her to drop her eyes and fiddle with her fingers. She didn't know why she was so nervous. After all, Christy was just another girl.
"So, how did you two, like, survive? And, like, how old are you two?" Zinc looked at Fuschia and Selena curiously, hoping for a good story.
"I had my parents up until a month ago. They secured a shelter at the cost of their lives, and I managed to remain alive. Selena found me and we stayed in the shelter until supplies ran out. And I am 14."
"MyparentswerekilledintheverybeginningandIwasabletokeepawaythecreaturesandIranandhidbymyselfuntilIfoundFuschiaandwe'vebeenbestbuddiessinceandI'm11." Zinc's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she heard Selena say her story one breath. Rolling her eyes, Fuschia looked towards Christy, whose eyes twinkled with understanding.
"So you guys are, like, younger than us?" Zinc sounded surprised, but Christy's face remained unreadable.
"How old are you two then?" Fuschia was curious to know their ages, although her main focus was Christy.
"We're, like, 15, but I'm almost 16." She sounded proud, and Christy rolled her eyes, clearly showing that Zinc had expressed her pride in being almost 16 on more than one occasion.
"Zinc and I have been friends since we were 3 and we helped each other when both of our families were destroyed. We used this old water tank as a club house and it didn't take much to convert it into a shelter. It's a little hard to get used to all the curves, but it's fine after a while." Christy grinned at Fuschia before setting up two extra beds. Fuschia added her own blankets to the beds.
"All us survivors should totally, like, stick together." Zinc's words caused Selena to start blabbing again.
"OhyeahtotallyIagreewithyou100%ussurvivors..." Fuschia and Christy both gave exasperated sighs while Zinc perked up attentively. The two annoyed girls blocked out her words as best as they could and curled up into their beds.