Splatters in Your Eyes'

It started like any other day, walking through the vacant city streets. Only the howls of the creatures that infested our world dare to make sounds. I see a store where the boarding has been slightly pulled aside so curosity got the better of me as I entered the torn apart apartment store. Looks like it may have been a clothing store at one time with a ranched smell coming from the corner of the room.

Gripping the machete in my hand for a chance encounter with the fiendish creatures. The smell making it hard to catch a breath so I pull my shirt up and tight over my mouth and nose. I could barely make a image of what I was staring at, it looked like a pile of blood poured from a new mother. The new born was suckling on her nipple for substance, yet the mother was clearly gone from this world leaving behind a burden.

I heard a shuffle from behind me and a large scaly claw gently grips my shoulder and torn to look in these large vacant eyes, it's mouth dropping as if it would inhale me. I swiftly take my machete and slice it's arm as it lets out it's furocous screech of a howl. 'Shit more will be on their way,' I think as I decapitate it, blood splattering across the dusty racks.

The baby starts to scream with tears of misunderstanding to this world. 'Fuck, I need to shut that baby up somehow.' I pull out a bottle of water from ma parcel, lifting the baby up I drip small amounts of water into it's mouth. It smiles and gargles a bit at me, 'Damnit, I can't just leave it here.'

Looking around I find a somewhat clean tee shirt and wrap the child into it, then I search for a leather belt to strap through the arm hold of the shirt to fasten the baby to me properly. I hear outside rustling and low screechy howls.

Seeing a small enough window I can wiggle through, the baby and me. We are in a back alley of some sort. The baby grips it's tiny fingers on the tip of the shaft of my machete. 'For a little thing it's kind of cute....' I think as I hear the loud thumps of leaping across rooftops. The baby screams, 'Oi, not now.'

I flip the machete in my hand well trying to calm the infant, I see those creatures looking around and sniffing the air. I have yet to figure out if they have a hard time seeing or not. I dash for the nearest dumpster to hide in, jumping inside, lightly shutting the top over me and I suppose my new companion.

Ten years have pasted since that day, the baby ended up being some sort of half breed, but her pale and bloody vacant eyes are dazzling. She can sense the creatures before I can hear hellish howls. "Papa, they're close." She looks at me while I try to bandage my leg.

I huff, "I'm not you papa, remember just call me Cane." I don't blame her for calling me papa though, I have raised her since I found her. She looks worried since my wound has been getting infected over the past few days.

"Pa.... Cane, we need to move now." I push myself up on a makeshift walking stick. We need to follow the river's bend to make it safely to our tree fort. The girl I named Maxine, not sure why but she reminded me of a dog I once had. Strong, reliable and has a shit ton of moxxi, who can blame her for growing up in the apocalyptic world.

I can hear the howling getting a tad close to us, I hand her the machete I trained her to use. "You know what to do when they get near, correct?" She teary eye'd looked at me nodding yes.

We make it past our first marker to home when a creature grabs my leg up through the waters edge. It's mouth enlarging as it hollers to attract more. I scream, "NOW!" As I see a horde rushing towards us.

Maxine closes her eyes, tears whelming up "I love you papa..... Cane." As she plunges the machete into my chest. Blood bursting from my back, The creature screeches at a high pitch as it smells my blood. She takes her foot and pulls the machete from my chest as blood splatters upon her face.

She tries to hug me before the horde reaches I push her away "RUN!" She grabs at me again and I wipe the blood and tears from her eyes, "never let the blood not let your eyes' shine brightly. Now, RUN!"

The horde reaches me, I'm thinking they will tear my limb to limb as my Maxine runs through the forest. Her screams louder and more angry than ever....

Everything goes black...... There is a dim light shining in my eyes.... 'Where, where..... am I?'

To be continued......