“Why, damn it, why!?” You pounded your black paw into the muddy ground. “Why did this happen? How could the infected find us up in the mountains? Why am I the only one surviving?” You slam your fist into the ground again. “I need to get back to the Dragon Sanctuary and see if anyone is still there.”
-Snap!-
“Who’s there?” There was a rustling in the bushes, readying yourself you prepare for the worst. Running through the bush was a small Axew anthro, maybe four foot six inches in height. “Dex!” You exclaim. “How’d you get away from the attackers?”
Panting, he said “Big brother Martin tossed me into the woods before he want to fight off the infected.” He started to sob. “I-I’m so a-afraid!”
“Hey now, hey now.” You said trying to comfort the little Axew. “ Martin’s a Dragonite, and Aunt Aggie’s and Altaria, they’re both really strong dragon types, and they won’t go down easy.” You hoped that was the case. “Hey where’s Sarah?” You asked.
He had started to sob again. “Sh-she was eaten by one of the infected, w-with a single gulp. She w-was even still a-a-alive!” He had started bawling now.
“I know it’s scary but you need to be quiet or we will be found out.” You heard rustling in the bushes again. “Aggie, Martin is it you?” His question was answered as he was tackled by an infected Kadabra.
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