Ronnie Benson. 24. October 31. Killer song writer with badass vocals. Little bit of a shy guy but feel free to hit me up. Lead singer of Ghostly Images. Black Diamond Records.
Taken by: Cherry Darling. 12/18/13

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If Today Was Your Last Day || Ronnie’s Death || April 19th

Ronnie used to be terrified of the darkness. Terrified of all things to do with the darkness and this meant death. Death was something that he’d be terrified of for a very long time and it had been something that had always been on his mind, but he’d never had the courage to actually achieve. He never understood how people could embrace death. How people would willingly embrace death. It was something that didn’t come easy to him.

We are…we are the saints
We signed our life away
Doesn’t matter what you think
We’re gonna do it anyway
We are…we are the saints
One day you will confess
And Pray to the saints of Los Angeles.

"Fuck." Ronnie mumbled as he pressed his foot to the gas pedal. The truck had stopped. It wouldn’t even jolt forward anymore. It was out of gas completely. They were stranded and there was no way to stay safe now. Ronnie looked around and saw that everyone was tired and emotionally drained. He couldn’t blame them, he too was tired and emotionally drained. It’d be a lie if he said he wasn’t ready for death to take him. He had always been ready, but now he was certain.

Let the eagle fly
Freedom in the night
Let the eagle fly
Legends never die

Ronnie unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door. He climbed out slowly and stood there. “Looks like were carrying our supplies but not far.” There were so many of them. There were at least 20 of them compared to their 6. There was no way they were going to get out of this alive, some miracle would have to happen if they did.

We are not alone
We are searching for the truth
And we’ll always fight this battle till we die
We are not alone
We are searching for the truth
And we’ll always fight this battle till we die

Ronnie walked around to the back of the truck where Zephyr had been already unloading their supplies. “You need to chill, we’ll help in a second after we just figure all this out.” She continued to unload the supplies. “Quiet it down, they’ll hear you.” He pointed to the zombies. “It’s either kill or be killed and quite frankly, I’d choose life over death any day, right now. I have a girlfriend to get back to.”

Feels like I’m falling away
Getting deeper and deeper everyday
And like nothing has changed or ever will
Seems like I’m going insane
Getting farther and farther everyday
I just swallow the pain
And always will
Welcome to a day in my life
Welcome to a day in my fucking life!

He knew she wasn’t listening to him and that made him angry. He was trying to save their lives, and she was just throwing hers and everyone elses away. “Will you fucking listen to me?!” Ronnie figured he should have expected what would happen. In a fit of rage, Zephyr closed the trunk on where his hand was. He screamed out in agonizing pain.

…I am free now
Free to live without my fears
I believe now
There’s a reason why I’m here
It’s to try to do good
It’s to try to do better

"OPEN. THE. TRUNK. NOW." Zephyr just stood there in guilt. "FUCK." He tried to pull away but the pain was all too much. He couldn’t move. With every move, the pain pierced up his arm. He heard the all too familiar growls that emitted from the zombies. They were coming for them. They were all goners and it was his fault. All he ever tried to do was protect them. It was what Axel had wanted him to do and he had failed him. He had failed everyone he truly cared about. He was a failure and everyone was going to die because of him.

Deep into a dying day
I took a step outside an innocent heart
Prepare to hate me fall when I may
This night will hurt you like never before

"RUN. GO. NOW. DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME. I’LL BE FINE. SAVE YOURSELVES. FIND SOMEWHERE TO STAY. PLEASE! JUST GO!" Ronnie yelled for everyone to leave and run, he didn’t need them to stay behind. It was his time to leave and he knew he had to.

Am I worthless?
Am I filthy?
Am I too far gone for a remedy?
Will you help me?
Cause I’m dying
To be something more than a memory
If I reach out
Can I trust you?
Will you help me see the light of one more day?


"Kellin is that you?" A familiar face that Ronnie remembered to be his brother stood in front of him. The figure just nodded. "Are you crazy?! Get out of the way! We’re going to die! Don’t just fucking stand there!" Ronnie tried to push his brother out of the way, but his hands just went straight through him. Hands? Hands. He had full function of both hands. "Why?" Ronnie asked. Kellin looked at him.
"Because, this is just a fragment of your imagination. Whatever you want to see before you die, appears before you if you think hard enough."
"I need her… I need her, Kellin. I need to make sure Cherry is okay. I can’t die on her now. I need to save her!" Kellin just looked at him.
"Just imagine." And with that, Kellin was gone. Ronnie closed his eyes and felt soft lips against his. They were the familiar lips of Cherry’s. He smiled and opened his eyes. There she stood in front of him she looked beautiful as ever.
"I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Cherry. I failed you and I’m sorry. I was supposed to come and find you and I died. I fucking died and I’m sorry! I promised and I broke that promise." Ronnie tried to wrap his arms around her but they just slipped right through. "I love-" His speech was cut short as Cherry disappeared and he came back to reality.


The zombies were inches away and he was seconds from death. Ronnie had finally come to realize, he wasn’t afraid of death. In fact, he had now learned to embrace it. His time had come and God had listened. One must die while the other survives. He must die so Cherry can survive.

Well, everybody’s hit the bottom
Everybody’s been forgotten
When everybody’s tired of being alone
Yeah, everybody’s been abandoned
And left a little empty handed
So if you’re out there barely hanging on…

The Zombies tore at his flesh like a child on Christmas morning. His body was a gift to them and that’s all they wanted. To feast on his life and eat every fibre of his being. It was time to join his brother, Axel, Trynt and all the other brave people that had been lost in this war. As his sight grew worse and his body weakened, all Ronnie could think of and replay in his head was If Today Was Your Last Day.

My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day’s a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day
Against the grain should be a way of life
What’s worth the prize is always worth the fight
Every second counts ‘cause there’s no second try
So live like you’ll never live it twice
Don’t take the free ride in your own life
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you’re dreamin’ of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day
If today was your last day
Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?
You know it’s never too late to shoot for the stars
Regardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes
‘Cause you can’t rewind a moment in this life
Let nothin’ stand in your way
Cause the hands of time are never on your side
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you’re dreamin’ of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

With his last dying breathe, Ronnie spoke, “Don’t you forget about me.” Ronnie had embaced death.

Rest In Peace
Ronnie Dennis Andrew Corey Benson
October 31st, 1989- April 19th, 2014
Loving Son, Brother and Devoted Lover

Hey Karliah…

karliah-hopkins:

ronnie-benson:

Ok, what’s on your mind?

When you get out of this… When you survive can you  give Cherry the letters? I know she’ll survive.. I just don’t feel like I’m going to make it.. and if I die I want you to keep them… And if you don’t, then pass them to someone else. Become the leader of the group, Karliah. I know Axel would want this too.

There’s Too Many Of Them…

At least from where we are… I think we’re staring death right in the face.

So…now what? // Day 5

theemilywright:

Does anyone have a plan?

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We keep traveling in the truck until we run out of gas.

Ronnie smiled to himself. Tomorrow would be a brand new day and he’d be heading home. He’d made it this far and tomorrow he knew he’d see Cherry. It was just a gut instinct he had. He knew he’d find her. He needed her in his arms. He need to kiss her and tell her he loved her. Even if it was for the last time. He could feel himself dosing off. “Cherry…” He mumbled. “I’m coming. I’ll see you soon. I promise.” And with those last words he drifted off into what felt like the best sleep.

Ronnie smiled to himself. Tomorrow would be a brand new day and he’d be heading home. He’d made it this far and tomorrow he knew he’d see Cherry. It was just a gut instinct he had. He knew he’d find her. He needed her in his arms. He need to kiss her and tell her he loved her. Even if it was for the last time. He could feel himself dosing off. “Cherry…” He mumbled. “I’m coming. I’ll see you soon. I promise.” And with those last words he drifted off into what felt like the best sleep.