<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Avalon James</span><br/><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O79KfRuyBoA/TfcIsNLYiZI/AAAAAAAAADA/BBa7Lios-LI/s1600/Emo_Girl_by_Sadi_C.jpg)</div></div>It seemed like only yesterday when the news got through of the mutations and the call not to come back to the city. It had been a day since the drivers parked the black limousine at a shoddy motel somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Tonight was the night it was going to happen. I was asleep, or at least trying to. Hearing the world has somehow ended does things to you system and sleeping gets quite difficult. Unless when your name is Dixie Mae. Next to the bed was an empty bottle. No wonder she slept so good.<br/><br/>Somewhere around 3 or 4 in the morning I heard the door of our motel room open and opened my eyes. Before I could sit up I felt two strong arms around my legs and one around my mouth and neck. I trashed and tried to scream to try and wake up Dixie Mae but with so much little blood in her alcohol she wasn’t the easiest to wake up. The two men dragged me outside and only then I realized it was my driver and the bodyguard. They took me to their room and threw me on the bed. Immediately they took off my clothes and gagged me with my own panties.<br/><br/>I was terrified. I knew what was going to happen and when they both took off their clothes I started trashing and screaming. Nobody could hear me and I soon felt their hands on my body. They told me I had been a tease and that with the world coming to an end, they had to make sure human civilization continued to exist. They told me and themselves I had to get raped and get pregnant so the world would be saved. I think they were drunk enough to really believe that. I thought it was bullshit.<br/><br/>“Ya’ll boys need to learn yourself some manners.”<br/>There was a flash of light accompanied by a loud bang and one of the guys, the one sitting on the bed at my head fell backwards on the bed and then on the ground.<br/>Dixie Mae. I guess she didn’t buy their bullshit either.<br/>“Get off her ya filth.”<br/><br/>The guy bending over me had this crazed look in his eyes. Maybe he was one of the infected, maybe he was just drunk. Not that it mattered a lot because a moment later he was dead. Shot twice in the heart and the head, the moment he stood up. Dixie Mae wasn’t very subtle. She stood in the door opening in her Star Spangled Banner bikini and leather pants. Although pants is too big a word to really describe it. Both hands stretched out in front of her with the guns still smoking from their hard work.<br/><br/>All she told me was that she would wait in the car and quickly I got dressed again and got in the car with her. She had already thrown the bags in there and quickly drove off. We filled up the limousine with petrol and drove on for days without seeing anything or anybody until we came to the airfield. We got stopped by this old man and Dixie got out. I feared the worst for the old man. True Dixie Mae was the scarcely dressed woman but he wouldn’t be the first to underestimate Dixie Mae.<br/><br/>Moments later she came back to the car and drove it onto the airfield. We could stay here if we helped with the camp. With the city no longer being an option, I guess it was the best choice we had until everything calmed down and I could get home again.<br/><br/><br/>That all was almost seven months ago. We had helped to build a camp and were now living inside an airplane. It wasn’t anything like the luxury business jets from the old days. The bed was made of some ruined seats and some old mattresses we had found in abandoned houses over the months and the ‘living room’ wasn’t all that much either. Some chairs and a desk and some things I guess you could call decoration. I woke up early that day and up. In the bed on the other side, Dixie Mae was still asleep and quiet as I could I left the bed. Today was my turn to take a shower. Each airplane had been rationed with water as it was running low. Today’s meeting would probably be about that. We had a small ‘shower’ in the back of the plane. It was an empty metal bucket that hung on the ceiling. I held my hair under the provisional tap at the counter and rubbed the shampoo in. Then I stood under the bucket and pulled the rope. The water fell over my body and washed out the shampoo. I really missed the long hot showers I took at home. Sighing I took a towel I had saved from my suitcase I had with me when the world went to hell and dried off. I got dressed and left the plane.<br/><br/>Outside I enjoyed the fresh and crisp morning air as I made my way to the cafeteria. Joseph would talk to us at breakfast, so I was early. I greeted the cute cook and took a table by the window.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Dixie Mae Clementine</span><br/><div class="floatright">(http://angels-corps.com/wiki/images/4/4f/Profile_calamity.png)</div></div>I was loving our little road trip. Avalon James was a rising star and I got to be her bodyguard on a truly epic road trip. From her home to Los Angeles. It was fantastic. Until the news came that is. Them Crazies were now everywhere and the big cities were fucked. It was total chaos out there but my life had never been normal since my parents died. Although maybe it was a good thing. I never felt more alive than when I started living the dangerous and wild life. So maybe this whole apocalypse shit was a test of God to see how I would handle it.<br/><br/>The driver and the other bodyguard were idiots. First of all he couldn’t drive and he couldn’t stop looking at me. Or when I say me, I mean Bo and Luke, my boobs. Fucking Pervert! Then of all the motels we passed, they stopped at the cheapest looking they could find. This motel had a bar only selling beer! The horror. I might have had one too many when I fell asleep but had them idiots not left the door open, they’d have had their way with little AJ. The cold wind coming into the room woke me up and I quickly noticed her missing.<br/><br/>With my stars and stripes handled Colts tugged safely at my waist belt, I went out, followed the sound and got into the room next to ours through the also open door. Had they closed it they might have heard me coming. Them boys were trying to have their way with AJ. One had his big meaty cock dangling at her face and the other was bent over her trying to penetrate her.<br/><br/>I aimed at the guy at her head and pulled the trigger.<br/>“Ya’ll boys need to learn yourself some manners.”<br/>The guy fell down from the impact of the gun and after telling the other to get up I aimed the guns again. He got up, I think to lash out at me, and I shot him twice. With them idiots dead on the floor, I decided not to stare at AJ’s naked body and told her we were going.<br/><br/>After a few days of driving south I found this airport. A grey man called Foster Hawkins stopped me and I got out. After the guy stopped staring at Bo and Luke, he decided we could stay. So we helped him build his little fancy camp and are now living in the desert in an airplane. How cool is that! Plus, we had more booze than we had water. I was really liking this here life. When I got up, AJ was already gone and I tried to remember what day it was and if we had anything important to do.<br/>