Levi's POV
I was starting to get annoyed at Aiden, every time I looked in the review mirror he was swerving his truck all over the road. I knew he was doing it to piss me off to, just because we were the only cars on the road didn't mean we should drive like assholes. We were looking for houses in wealthy neighborhoods that didn't look like they had been looted already. I pulled up to a bright blue colored house with a white picket fence. A brand new shiny black Range Rover was still sitting in the driveway. I looked over at Danny to ask if he was ready and he was staring at the Range Rover "we should take that." Let's fucking go Danny! I got out and flipped Aiden off as he got out of his truck. Danny opened the back, unzipped the duffle bags and started pulling out all the extra knives and bats. Ok everyone listen up, Aiden and I checked out the neighborhood yesterday. There are a few stragglers but nothing we can't handle, we go slow and always be ready. We need food and if the house has running water fill up anything you can. Be sure to check medicine cabinets and bedside tables. I picked up a machete and a extra clip for my gun. I never used the gun unless It was a emergency or I was trapped by the dead. Everyone else knew to do the same. One bullet and we'd be practically overrun in under ten minutes. Danny and Jaimie take this House Aiden and Trevor go for that big brick one across the street. "You going in by yourself" Danny asked. I'll be careful Danny don't you worry. Aiden handed me my walkie and a aluminum bat. Just in case he said when I gave him a dirty look. Aiden and I both knew we didn't need any extra protection. I've seen Aiden rip a head off one of the dead with one hand. A kick from one of us could send one fifty feet, we tried to keep most of our abilities from the change a secret. People didn't like it when you cheated death and got special abilities from it as well. We told Gerard about our hearing and better night vision. Some of the guys from the scavenge runs noticed we were faster and stronger but they had no idea how different we really were now. They never said anything because Aiden and I had saved there asses on more than one occasion.
I picked up a empty duffel bag and headed for the house that was next door. I tried the front door first, it was locked but I found a window on the side of the house that was unlocked. After I climbed through the window I stood up and dusted myself off. It was wild to see how much dust had collected everywhere and how awful everything and everyone smelled after only a month. I stood there a while taking in the sounds and smells. I couldn't hear anyone in the house, no breathing no floorboards creaking. I could smell death and decay, the dead where in the house somewhere. Bat at the ready I started looking for the kitchen. The house was huge, when I finally found the kitchen I felt my mouth drop open. Before the apocalypse I would of never had the chance to step foot in a place like this. The kitchen was bigger than my entire apartment had been. Big center piece with pots and pans hanging from a ceiling rack, lots of cabinets hopefully filled with food. I set the duffle on the counter and started opening cabinets. Jackpot! I said out loud to nobody.
Tons of canned and boxed food, I filled my duffle and then checked the water thankfully it was still on. Found some big water bottles and koolaid containers in another cabinet, filled them up and set them by the duffle bag. There was still enough food to fill another large duffel. I decided to explore upstairs and look for a new bag.
I found the stairs and stood at the bottom taking in the sounds and smells. No breathing only the smell of decay and death. There was definitely dead upstairs and probably more than one by the smell of it. I took out my machete and slowly climbed the stairs. I opened the first door at the top and peeked in to a nursery, I closed the door immediately. Kids rooms and car seats were just painful to look at. You rarely saw children anymore, the first week there were kids everywhere, parents gone or lost. Then as if overnight they weren't there anymore. Most people had lost somebody, most women had lost children some even became crazed after seeing there children die. It was a ugly world now. I moved on to the second room and slowly opened the door, before it was fully opened hands grabbed the door and started to pull. The hands were dirty and bloody, all the fingernails and even skin was missing from the fingers. I tried to pull it shut when another of the dead came around the door and got in between the door and started reaching for me. No way I could take him out and keep the door closed so I let go and stepped back. Two came from the room I'd opened and two more came from the last bedroom. I had my machete at the ready I kicked the first back with my foot and stabbed another through the head. It fell to the ground I tried to rip my machete out as it went down with no luck. I put my foot on its chest and started to pull, it came free just in time to slice up into another head as it leaned down to take a bite out of the arm. Stepping back again I steadied myself and watched the next two move forward. One made it over the dead two and the other fell, instead of getting up it started crawling towards me. The one in front of my didn't look like it had been dead long it was a boy maybe fifteen or sixteen. Wearing a jersey and matching shorts. I could see her been bit on the arm it was red and festered. The smell from the freshly dead boy was overwhelming, I gagged as it got closer. When it was a foot away I grabbed the front of its jersey and stabbed it through the head then pushed it off my machete. I killed the fourth as I stepped over the pile of the the others. I went into the second bedroom and starting look for some sort of bag. I found a suitcase in the closet and hauled it out. Nice, it was big and had wheels, I could probably clean out the kitchen into it. As I was leaving the bedroom I happened to look out the window. I stopped to take a better look, the house I saw was amazing done in a modern style. Dark grey exterior, large bay windows with teal frames, the shape of the house was like nothing I've ever seen and it had a flat roof with a little patio set up on top. I was going there next even if it was just to look around. After I loaded up the suitcase I headed back to the truck and loaded everything up. I lit a cigarette and waited for the others. After a few minutes when no one turned up I decided to check out the grey house, they would walkie if anyone got into any trouble.
The front door was unlocked I stepped inside and looked around. The ceiling was insanely high and the walls were covered in huge paintings that looked like finger paintings to me. There was a really amazing and massive tiger painting at the top of the stairs. I smiled looking at it as I took in all the sound and smells of the house. My heart stopped my whole body froze when I heard faint singing. It was very faint a regular person wouldn't of heard it. The song was coming from upstairs, I followed it without realizing that I was. In the hallway upstairs I stopped a few feet away from the door where the song was still being sung. I didn't want to interrupt so I waited, a few minutes later it stopped and a women walked out of the room. I saw her before she realized I was there. She was beautiful and clean I could smell the lavender coming off her from ten feet away. She was thin with long brown hair that had res tips. When she noticed I was there her beautiful grey eyes got so big I was afraid she might pass out from fear. I raised my arm in what I thought was a calming move and she bolted. She ran for a back room and slammed the door, I heard a lock click. No way was I leaving without her, I started kicking the door near the lock to try and break it open. The door swung open and the there she was standing in the middle of the room. She was beautiful, I almost missed her arm raising and barley had time to move my head as a knife flew past my ear.
Mother fucker I whispered, I saw her reaching for another and I charged.