Story :S

if you steal my plot I will hunt you and kill you.
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Prologue (unfinished);
It's been five years since the world was changed. Humans began to evolve into bloodthirsty creatures. A wild disease spread through the land and now here I am. Last human on earth. This is the diary of how I won and lost. My name is Kiara Mitchell. I am 23 years old, 24 in July and I am responsible for Disease 246 Classification Blue.

Chapter one. 1/12/2014
"Katie do you need to take a seat?" The voice awoke me from my near comatose state. I could barely understand a word the voice said. I nodded feverishly and regretted it. A searing pain caused me to yelp. A few of my classmates giggled not understanding how badly ill I was. I could barely see my face in the reflection of the sink. With no clue how I got there I hunched over, stomach cramps was the least of my worries as blood began to trickle down from my nose and ears. A girl screamed, good at least she knew that something was wrong now. The giggling girls hushed almost immediately realizing it would ruin their reputation if they were to laugh and I died. The teacher screamed at someone to fetch the nurse as I felt my legs collapse beneath me. My wrist hit off the sink as I fell but I couldn't feel the pain. A boy rushed over all to eager to show off his First aid training as he hastily pulled me into the recovery position. I felt as if I was floating. Not even a part of my own body.

Four days later I awoke in a hospital ward surrounded by the sleeping children. I had no right to be in here. I had collapsed. I had taken a bed of a child who probably needed it more. I threw up at the thought. I pulled the covers off me and stood up. I slipped almost hitting a sleeping girl. If it weren't for her body surrounded in bandages she would of looked like a sleeping angel. Perfect blonde hair the sort of hair I used to have when I was little. Fair skinned with not a freckle or flaw in sight, Soft pale lips were the only clue the child was ill apart from of course the fact she was in a hospital bed and covered in bandages. I wondered what happened.
"God bless" I said noticing the cross next to her bed. I didn't believe in God but I prayed all the same for her and for everyone in this ward. I turned and headed down the corridor shakily trying hard not to be seen.