A normal, sunny day. Normal kids playing and talking normally in a normal environment. Except things were about to change. We learned that the hard way, after the adults up and left us for dead here on the remains of this sad, infected planet that had only hours ago been perfectly... Well, normal.

Get to the point, Mark.

Shut up, Nikki.

I dunno, she's got a point. You do tend to be... what's the word?

Overly dramatic? Boring? Any of these work?

Be nice, Nik.

May I continue? Good. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, the grownups have gone, most teens are either insane or dead, and the four of us are trying to discover why the adults took their children and left.

Naturally, they only took the under-12's. Because, of course, we can fend for our bloody selves... Damn them to hell!

Nik!

Guys, shut up! So anyway, this is a record of what's been going on, what happens and what to do if anyone else finds us.

Who, the aliens?

Geek.

Nikki, go to sleep.

Please!

Twice in an hour? What do you people want from me?

Difference, Nik. Difference.

Vengeance will be mine! I'll quit on you guys, I swear I will, I'll just try going by myse

*Sitting around the fire, Nikki asleep.*

Mark!

Dude! We need that gun undamaged!

Was she going to sleep? No. Was she asking for it? So very much.

So you're allowed to whack her on the head because...

Let's face it Sierra, they're never going to get along. Not with Nikki being... multitudes of Nikkis.

So as I was saying, It's me, Jake, Sierra and Nikki, literally against the world. And Nikki? Is very complicating. Oh, by the way, we all have these weird powers-

Probably from the shockwave.

Yeah, that was huge. And the only other possible cause would be the infection, but we're immune, aren't we?

We're underage, whereas the infection only appears to be affecting over a certain age or children afflicted with certain disorders. Even though we are in no way in perfect condition, we are certainly immunized for the time being until we are older, when we will just have to wait and see. Sketchy though it is, the scientists are gone leaving us with no knowledge on these types of things, therefore my hypothesis is true until proven otherwise.

That didn't take long, or make any sense.

Nikki, go back to sleep.

But I was only just

*Sitting around the fire, Nikki asleep.*

Again? Really?

She was being smart. That's what that one does. Remember how I really don't like her?

Mark, she can't help it. Don't keep knocking her out, you'll do serious damage.

…

MARK GIVE ME THE GUN! YOU'LL ATTRACT MORE ZOMBIES!

Ow! Oh, you son of a-

Well, now we know who that one is.

Twice in three times. Are we going for some kind of record? Guys, break it up...

You're just asking for it now, zombie bait!

That's it! DIE!

Oh no, wait, I think this one's the violent one.

Mm-hmm.

Crap! NIKKI! Guns down!

Point it somewhere else, Nik! Just don't- OH CRAP SHE SHOT ME!

I'll DO IT AGAIN! MAYBE THE THROAT NEXT TIME INSTEAD OF YOUR LEG IF I'M LUCKY!

Jake, help me, get her arms.

On it.

Let GO of me! I'll KILL you, Mark, I swear to god I will freaking KILL you!

That's it, this one's gone.

*Walking through the forest, guns out*

I can't believe you just killed her.

I will relish this moment for eternity.

Yeah man, she's driven you nuts. You're crazy.

Aw, I got Nikki blood on me. This was a new shirt!

Um, we'll get you another one tomorrow?

Guys- AGH! It's just me- guns down- but there's a zombie! Near the camp... Looks like it's eaten someone! And Jake, it's... your sister. Jessica.

Whoa, Nik what happened to you? You're covered in blood...

Wait. I'm gonna have to kill little Jessie?

She's three years older than you. Which explains that.

Man, she was awesome. Remember that time we tried to make cupcakes, but she swapped cinnamon for paprika, sugar for salt? That was twisted.

Are you listening to me? Jessica's at our camp, and she's going through our stuff. She's not a full zombie yet, she's in stage three, but she did get her hands on a gun. Gah, she got my gun and Sierra's knife and did this-

I'm gonna be sick...

Holy crap, that was Jess? Your neck... she sliced your neck!

Um, guys? Sierra's puking.

Can we- can we finish here? Yuck. You guys are definitely getting me a new shirt tomorrow.

If we live that long... OH DAMMIT.

What happened? Oh, yeah, that's gonna attract some attention.

What's up?

Dammit Nikki, you didn't notice you're trailing blood? Jess- I mean, a zombie's gonna sniff that out a mile away.

…Um...

Uh, guys?

AGH! Z-zombie!

Damn. She fainted.

She hasn't been here for a while. Kinda weird, that one. Got about ten minutes in her before she remembers we're in a zombie-filled wasteland with no chance of survival. Guns up!

You are such-a-pessimist.

Shooting while talking. That's hard for a terrible marksman. Hi Jessie!

What- I don't even... She's gone, man. Where's my gun?

I-didn't have a-gun. What-do-you think I'm-using?

Here, use mine. I can't shoot - I can't kill my sister.

Okay then. As soon as this one's down we're starting this thing for real.

Whatever-let's just get this-done.

Agreed. I'm just gonna... go over here, and take Nikki, until Zombie-Jess is gone. Okay?

Will-do.

We'll get'cha later. Then we'll start.

*In the forest, zombie dead, Nikki asleep.*

Alright, let's do this.

Where do we begin?

How about an intro? Mark?

Okay. So in a continued sentence from before, we each have these different and strange powers. Minor manipulation of elements-

Superior agility and reflexes-

Speed and strength-

And several Nikkis. Like, twelve regenerative, different Nikkis. This is our story. The story of the infected, dying Old Earth. Read on, but keep in mind, it might happen to you one day...