• "Mmm," Emily murmured as she awoke with the sun bright in her face.

    "Oh! She’s awake!" she heard Yvette tell someone. She opened her eyes to see Yvette's blond hair glinting off the sun and hanging in her face. "Oh, sorry," she muttered when Emily groaned. Michael came over in a moment, sat down, and offered Emily a piece of bread while she sat up. She grabbed it and chewed into it swiftly.

    "So," Michael started, "why were you out there last night?" he asked casually as he bit into his own bread.

    "I was . . . escaping from some people that were a lot worse than zombies," she muttered. As Emily started to explain, Ian and the other woman - Gina - joined them. Emily had no idea where the David guy was.

    Light wafted in at a slight angle, so Emily guessed it was ten or eleven. She figured her story would take a little less than an hour, and by then it would be perfectly fine to go out. "Who?" Ian asked.

    "An organization. One that no one has heard of, I'll admit, but an extremely dangerous one called Rainbow," Emily sighed, reliving her painful memories. "Rainbow is very low profile and specialize in creating mechanical technology. They create things to fight, clean, cook; you name it and they've created something to do it." She sighed, and while she took a break Gina asked a question.

    "What does this have to do with you?"

    "They . . . created me, in a sense of course," Emily answered. "Don't get me wrong, I'm still human. I have real flesh and bones; blood flows through my body. I can still be killed by hose things, but I can't be changed." She could hear the gasps of the people around her before they escaped their mouths. "There are some humans that are . . . special. And Rainbow finds these humans, and takes them to their underground bases, where they work on them. Enhancing whatever ability got them in that place in the first place. There were people with physical strength and mental powers, and many other things.

    "For me it was my mind. I'd always been able to tell what people were feeling, so they took me and sent me through many intense tests, trying to get my psychic powers to become more advanced. What they didn't account for though was me getting so powerful that I could overthrow them. I escaped that place in the dead of night last night after I'd taken some weapons from Rainbow. My guns had run out of ammo, so all I had left were my swords. And well, you saw the rest," she finished.

    "Woah," Gina said, amazed. "Can you - How long can you hold up force fields and stuff?" she asked.

    "Not long," Emily replied. "I get tired quickly with such a large thing to do. But I can kill easily enough."

    "Why didn't you just kill all those zombies last night?" Yvette asked, mystified as well.

    "There were too many, and I can't mass kill very easily. If I'd let my guard down to kill one, the rest would have gotten me."

    "Great guys," David said, suddenly there. "You've brought a useless psychic here."

    "Don't worry," Emily said, rising, "I was just leaving." She grabbed her swords and tied them to her waist on both sides. She started walking towards the front door.

    "Don't you dare open that door!" David shouted.

    "Fine," Emily agreed and head for the window. She crouched to the ground, closed her eyes, and concentrated on a cardboard box in the corner. With great care, so as to not crush the box, she brought the box to her and stepped on it. Still with her eyes closed the box lifted her up and through the skylight. When Emily had reached the top and climbed up onto the roof, she let go of the box mentally and gasped as the box fell. She gasped for about half a minute and then said, "Thank you for letting me stay."

    "Wait!" Michael called. Emily looked back and leaned over the skylight. "You can't go outside! They'll eat you alive!"

    "You don't know yet?" Emily asked. "They can't go out in the sunlight, it's perfectly safe while the sun is up."

    All five of the people down below gasped. Michael was the first to regain himself. "How do you know?"

    "You learn a lot when you used to live with the people who cause all of this," she sighed in response.

    "What?!" at least three of the people practically shouted.

    "Oh yeah," Emily said, "Rainbow cause this whole zombie plague. I don't know how it happened, but I intend to find out." She walked away after that, not wanting to waste the day talking. As she jumped off the roof, the door of the church was shoved open and Michael came strolling out, four guns in hand.

    "You're talking us with you," he said handing her two of the guns. Yvette, Ian, and Gina all trailed behind him, their own guns in hand.

    A smile cracked over her lips as she shoved the guns into her empty holster, "Let's go then."

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