Renee's POV
I wandered the dark streets of New York City. "Hello anyone out there!" I called trying to get some help. My arm was bleeding heavily but I had no bites, I carried my small cat Jinx around in a cage that I held in my right hand. Suddenly two of the roamers noticed me and came limping up. "Help!" I screamed taking notice of the creatures. A large figure ran up with a metal pipe. "Stay away from her." He said in a gruff voice as the man bashed its head in. A bit of blood splattered on my jeans but not in my cut arm, thankfully. When he finished making sure they were dead he looked at me.

"Hercules Mulligan is my name. Who are you?" He asked taking my arm and looking at it.

"Renee Seabury." I answered calmly smiling at him. "My arm got caught on a barbed wire fence a while ago. I got stabbed and somebody ripped it open more. I'm not infected, just a minor infection." I explained knowing he was looking at my arm with questioning expression.

"Oh," he said after a small bit of silence. "Come with me, ill take you with me to safety." He said giving me a gentle smile. He grabbed my good arm and pulled me toward an apartment building. He grabbed a walkie talkie from his pocket and spoke into it.

"Hey, I've got a survivor with a minorly infected torn up arm. It's not infected with the virus though." He said talking softly. Someone answered him and opened the door.

"Mon amour, bonjour comment allez vouz?" He said opening the door pecking the other man I knew as Hercules on the lips. The other man glanced at me.

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm Lafayette." He said shaking my good arm. I shook his hand and smiled. He let us in and led us to an apartment.

"Welcome to my home." Hercules said with his hands outstretched. I smiled at his optimism and walked through the front door where I saw a short man with black hair tied in a ponytail sat on the counter with a taller male with brown hair in a ponytail stood talking to him.

"Hello." I said smiling at them. Suddenly, they turned their attention to me. They all answered back.

"I'm John Laurens" the tall man with curly hair said smiling at me.

"This, is Alexander, Hamilton." He said pointing to the small man.

"Jm'apple Lafayette. You've already met me and Hercules" the last man said smiling. Then Hercules jumped up grabbing his sewing kit.

"Your arm needs to be sewn up so you don't get infected even worse. This will hurt." He said threading the needle. I snapped my head up and looked at Alexander. He walked over and I gripped his hand as Hercules started stitching my arm up. I still had my cat's cage in my good hand. John grabbed the cage and put it on the couch. When at last the stitches were over with, my arm still throbbed with pain.

"Other people live in the apartments next to us. Like in across from us is where Washington lives with his wife Martha, Angelica, Peggy, and Eliza live next to us on the left, on the right some kid named Samuel Seabury lives with a man named King George." I perked my head up when he said Seabury. I smiled and went to the room on the right. I knocked on the door and a small man known as my cousin opened the door.

"Hey, why are ya knocking on my door?" He asked looking at me. Shaking my head I reply

"What, you don't remember what your cousin looks like. It's me, Renee." I said smiling and giving him a hug. Suddenly I heard him start sobbing. He whispered something to himself and we stayed like that until Hercules walked into the hallway.

"What's going on?" He asked confused.

"I'm his cousin." I explained hugging the sobbing guy, he stopped crying and looked at me.

"I feel like we should catch up, kid." He said ruffling my hair.  I nodded and Samuel introduced us. Just then a tall guy walked out of his room with a gun.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Are you bitten?" He asked firing questions, one after the other.

"Renee Seabury, cousin of Samuel. I got taken in by Hercules and their squad. I'm not bitten only scratched up sir," I stated a business like tone to my voice. Suddenly he started laughing like I had asked a stupid question he put down the gun and smiled a bit.

"Its alright, I just mess around with people but thank you for answering my question." He said cheerfully. Suddenly Samuel asked me a question I wished he hadn't asked.

"Where's the rest of our family, Renee, they came here with you right?" His eyes were filled with innocence.

"Ummm, Samuel we need to talk about that." I said biting my lip. He took notice and I just dragged him to the closest room available.

"Samuel, we had a group but.....," I said completely lost for words. He looked at me and nodded to continue.

"Mom bit dad, Dad bit Aunt Cass, Aunt Cass bit Uncle Dave, Uncle Dave bit Cousin Jana who bit her three kids, the only one I'm sure is alive is Aunt Daisy, who snuck out with her kids, Renee, and Philippa. A person we let stay with us had kids about the same age as them named Jasmine, Christopher, Daveed, Hannah, and Jonathan. Who escaped as well." I explained nearly bursting out in tears. Samuel bursted into tears and I just hugged him. Both of us sat in a ball of tears. Washington walked over and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Lets get you a place to stay, Renee." He said, a hint of sympathy to his voice.