Tyler

I stepped on the gas, going towards those ugly looking fuckers. I pass all the other cars, aiming for the biggest group. Hitting all of them, blood all of the windshield. I turn on the wipers and continue driving. 

"Guys..." I start, tapping on the steering wheel, "all those video games... better have payed off." 

Everyone nods, their jaws wide open. 

"Now... now we know it's for real." Nogla stated. 

"How about a trip back to North Carolina?" Luke asked.

"Why?"

"We're gonna need to weapon the fuck up." The bearded man stated, looking at each and every one of us. 

"Floor it. There's no speed limits, there's fucking zombies. Let's go." Brian stated, sitting up straighter. 

Everyone was getting serious. 

We'd have to get as serious as we are on Black Ops III. 

Jonathan

"Excuse me, robot?"

"Yes Jonathan."

"Can you show me the news? Or is that not allowed."

"Of course I can." 

I heard some gears move and the picture appeared. 

"There are officially zombies loose in the east coast! A group of guys in an SUV have killed the first few." 

The camera zoomed in on a picture snapped on one of those high way cameras. 

I choked, "Is that... Wildcat?" I question, telling the robot to pause. 

I walk over to the part of the wall with it on. 

I take a closer look, "No. Fucking. Way." A smile slowly creeps across my face. 

I notice Mini in the car too, and a little bit of Nogla's dark hair. 

Why are they all together?

Are they coming to get me??

But-? 

My thought was cut off by a figure in the distance running towards the car. His black hair ruffling back as he runs. 

My face heats up at his body shape, and... the fact he's coming for me. 

I hope he didn't get bitten... 

Or shot down for that matter. 

Hopefully he's here before the second week is over...

Evan

"Jesus Christ Luke." I whistle, as he opens his basement door. 

"Wow." Mini shakes his head. 

"Hey, Delirious and I planned ahead." His name made me shudder. 

I watched Tyler punch him in the arm. 

Everyone walked down stairs, as I walked around Luke's house. 

Seeing different action figures, or posters. I see some video games here and there and pictures. 

I found one with him and Delirious together. 

I see Delirious's dark eyes, staring at me through the picture. 

"Why didn't you save me Vanoss?"

"You could've put up a fight, hockey player."

"Where was my BatOwl?"

"Now I'm gonna die!"

"It's all your fault!" I held my ears, falling to the ground. 

"STOP IT!" I screeched. I heard running and all the guys looked at me weird. 

"You okay? What's wrong?" Tyler asked. 

"N-Nothing. I was just hearing things." I lied. What the fuck is happening to me? 

"Do we have weapons?" I asked, changing the subject, Wildcat helping my off the ground. 

Luke slowly nodded, and they all walked back downstairs to load up, Brock told me to get in the car and nap or something. 

I rolled my eyes, they were treating me like a child. 

I sat in the SUV, moving the seat back. Slowly... slowly falling asleep, but I couldn't. The aching feeling of Delirious's laugh was killing me. I wanted to hear his voice again. Stare into his hazel eyes. Maybe even kiss his soft, red lips. 

I shook off my thoughts, looking out the window, my stomach suddenly not feeling too well. 

But that was beyond the point, next thing I knew, I saw zombies walking towards the SUV, climbing out of the other houses. 

In that moment, I've never felt more like BatOwl. 

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Are the chapters too short? I don't know. Ugh. I feel like I'm being lazy. Damnit.