((Female/Male user!! Edit ya nerds [no offence] Appocalypse AU?!))

Blood stained the grass, the sound of running water and grunts could be heard.

You and Navia had just bearly escaped from a raid of outlanders. The kind of people that take for themselves, instead of allying other humans. Why did I say other humans? It's the appocalypse... you and Navia have to scavenge for food daily, and avoid zombies as well.

Navia leans against a rock as she pants, gripping her gun tightly, clothes tattered and dusty. She doesn't know of your predicament just yet.

"Phew... we- we survived! Haha-! Take that-!"

She says breathlessly... she was pretty happy about being alive... but when she glanced at you--her mood was completely taken down. She finally noticed how you were coughing out blood, clutching your waist. You were shot.

The blood washed into the river, tinting it red, you tried your best fixing your wound up... but to no avail.

Navia rushed over and knelt, her eyes darting from your face, to the wound.

"Oh my gods... I-... I'm so sorry- I wished I noticed sooner--"