Last Man Standing: Chapter 1

Chapter One
I

Allen Arce

Looking For Survivors

Luke and I were searching for supplies every time we had a chance, the living world turned to the world’s worst nightmare. There used to be a safe place well a normal place for demigods not dangerous or safe just normal.

The world was great after the Gaea War but then the apocalypse…something happened on the underworld with Hades. He transformed along with many of his slave…they were turned to horrible creatures, they turned into zombies.

The Olympians fought but they soon disappear, how? I have no idea.

People were turned into zombies, killed or turned to slaves. There are still some survivors who are being hunted every day. Great heroes have fallen like Chiron who is now a general in Hades’ zombie army, Nico di Angelo the son of Hades who is now the Prince of the world as a horrible vampire-zombie-thing or Percy Jackson who died protecting heroes from zombies in Camp Half-Blood. My brother and I are just escaped a pack of werewolves who been chasing us for a while, they tried to kill us the other day…horrible memories. “Luke?”

“What Allen?”

I felt something was watching us, I could feel their eyes following me. Something was following us and it could’ve attack anytime.

“I feel like someone or something is following us” I replied.

“They are…they’ve been following us for a while actually” Luke whispered. “They are werewolves”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I wanted you to discover it yourself and I was also thinking of a plan to get away from them or kill them”

“So what’s the plan?”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“Just look for a truck outside” he said.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“A truck”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“Yes a truck, t-r-u-c-k” he repeated.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">We currently were on a store more precisely, Wal-Mart. I left Luke looking for supplies and went to the parking lot to look for a big car or truck. There were a few trucks but none of them looked big enough…then I found one. A big silver truck with bullet proof glasses, huge wheels and the logo of book known as The Hunger Games.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“Today’s my lucky day” I whispered to myself. I checked to see if the doors were open and they were! In the backseat were tons of guns and some swords all the way back. “This guy must’ve been a mafia guy or Ares”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">And guess what? The keys were on the co-pilot seat. I turned the truck on and waited for Luke to come out. I heard shouting noises then I turned around to see Luke running out the door of Wal-Mart. He saw me and ran as fast as he could towards me.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">Then I saw what was happening…Luke was being chase by werewolves. Werewolves used to be hellhounds but when the Apocalypse happened…they turned into huge wolf-like creatures. Luke was shooting fire balls at them but they were too much, Luke’s hands were on fire (we had that ability since we are sons of Helios) and he was running and shooting fire balls at them. A werewolf tackled Luke and they were both send out rolling on the ground. The werewolf was on top of Luke and tried to bite his neck but Luke wouldn’t let him. The werewolf was close to biting him and a few more were approaching. I quickly grabbed a sniper rifle and shot the werewolf right on the head. Luke got up and entered the truck.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“Thanks bro” he said. <p style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; padding-bottom: 0in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; border-top: medium none; border-right: medium none; padding-top: 0in; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext 1.5pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in">We quickly drove away from Wal-Mart and headed to another place to find supplies. <p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“Where to now?” I asked. We were driving slowly around a lonely neighborhood.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“We should check over there…” Luke said pointing at some apartments. “Maybe we can find some food there.”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">We opened the door to the first apartment and began searching for supplies. Boom!

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">“What was that?” I whispered to Luke.