Outbreak

[Monster Addict92]

sounds good, just curious, is this suppose to be a fan-fic? or an orignal story?

[Kiseki]

You didn't even told me chapter 2 was up!
Oh mai gash... / starts reading and becomes an addict

[Bacon]

Originally Posted by Monster Addict92

sounds good, just curious, is this suppose to be a fan-fic? or an orignal story?

I have borrowed elements from apocalyptic theorists and other zombie films to create my own story. It's all origanal,but it has lots of borrowed historical elements.

Originally Posted by Kiseki

You didn't even told me chapter 2 was up!
Oh mai gash... / starts reading and becomes an addict

xD Thanks Kiseki. ^^

[Monster Addict92]

well, every story is inspired by SOMETHING, like my story, it's inspired by all the superhero movies made and him going on missions is inspired by Supernatural...J.R.R Tolkien's LOTR, is inspired by the medieval times....

[Bacon]

Chapter 2, part 2: Evacuation

Spoiler:

Staring into the bowl of vomit, I stood up before the stench made my repeat that action. I didn't have much time to wallow in my disillusioned crisis because the shattering of a downstairs window brought me back to reality. Looking around my cramped surroundings, I opened the doors under the sink to grab one of the various revolvers that my father hides around the house. When my sister and I reached the age of 12, he made us learn how to handle guns. At age 14, he left guns around the house because of the 2012 thingy. He always told us that we would have to fight for ourselves,but nothing ever happened. In his retirement, the old coot started to develop dimensia because of the post traumatic stress disorder,but he blamed the postponement on Y2K.

As I reached the downstairs junction between the kitchen and family room, I saw a zombie stuck in our window. The beast was bleeding out allover the window as it writhed and squirmed, thrashing about to get off the jagged glass.Its entrails kept making making sounds that were reminiscent to squishing a bug.The simple minded beast kept reaching out for my sister who was huddled in the corner.

So I took aim and opened fire at the beast's skull. The ghouls brains decorated the wall, making an outward splatter on the windows and couch. My parents ran down the stairs,both armed with a 12 gauge shotgun and a .44 revolver.

Mom: What's going on here?
Dad: Where are them JAPs!
Me: Calm down, it was one of those zombies that we heard on the news.
Sister: How can you just stand there so calm? That was mister burler from next door!
Me: We can't let our emotions get in the way of what needs to be done. If we do, those things will kills us as well.
Mom: We should evacuate, maybe we can go to Grandma's house in the country side.
Me:The country side is where the infection festered and grew out of control mom. If you paid attention to the news and did some research, you would see that the poorer areas and less urban were hit hardest. It was the places without a speedy armed law enforcement that allowed the infection fester and multiply.
Sister: What if we tried heading north? There have been no sightings there.
Me:The obvious routes such as highways would be packed to their limit. Imagine 500,000 people trying to exit the city at once. Gridlock is the only thing that will result from evacuation.
We should get to the elementary school and barricade ourselves there. There would be food left behind and there is a perimeter fence encompassing the site that would keep the infected out.

At that moment I found myself the head of the family because no one had any ideas. I told them to hurry up and pack only our essentials because when one zombie came, others followed suit. It was odd that these simple minded beasts had a way to communicate, theoretically speaking. It seems that each zombie responds to eachother like one being. If one senses food, another will receive the impulse to start a chain that extends for miles on end.

As we exited the house and entered our suburban, we checked our guns and made sure that each of us had a blunt object; like a bat or crowbar. In addition to this, we packed jello, a cooking pot, and other hearty foods like Trail mix. We would need food that wasn't perishable and that could fuel our energy needs. In addition to this, we had our passports and check book. You never know if society will bounce back, so having such things was essential things bounced back to normal. Among these things, my family did have a bit of excess with them; things like laptops and mp3 players. It couldn't be helped I suppose, if I had been harsh to them. that might have caused further panic and anxiety.

When we pulled out the drive way, we needed to hide our weapons and keep a low profile. Even though there was a zombie threat, there were still looters and gangs who would try to take over the city. Thus, we needed to keep a low profile and not draw any attention to ourselves.

Even though the evacuation had just started, there were bodies littering the streets and infected chasing people. As we passed through 4 way intersections, collisions were common place. Churches were also places that people flocked to in the beginning because it was the house of God. The old and the young, rich and the poor held signs up in front of the church proclaiming that the end was Nigh.

Our luck would not hold up because we would fall victim to one of the roving gangs. The intersection just 3 blocks from the church was blocked off by the National Guard. We drove towards them because it had been a familiar roadblock. However, our trusting nature lead our selves into a trap. Half a dozen men without uniforms came out with their guns blazing.

We had no chance at that point, dad was hit and our tires were flattened. As I laid there in the tipped car, I couldn't help but wonder if we were going to survive....

[Kiseki]

Staring into the bowl of vomit

WHY?! XD ... such intro. Teehee!

Me: Calm down, it was one of those zombies

Sure... you know, the daily... was shooting zombies, nothing wrong..

For some reason this reminds me of that movie with Tom Cruise
And the blonde little girl and the son... seperated from their mom.
All kinds of UFO's landing... awefull aliens haha :P
Some sort of scene like that. Going on the run, hiding etc. AWESOME!
This should be a real movie, I mean it. Love this!

[Bacon]

Originally Posted by Kiseki

WHY?! XD ... such intro. Teehee!

Sure... you know, the daily... was shooting zombies, nothing wrong..

For some reason this reminds me of that movie with Tom Cruise
And the blonde little girl and the son... seperated from their mom.
All kinds of UFO's landing... awefull aliens haha :P
Some sort of scene like that. Going on the run, hiding etc. AWESOME!
This should be a real movie, I mean it. Love this!

Thanks Kiseki, I totally forgot about that movie. xD There are a lot of similarities. xD

[Monster Addict92]

so far, so good.....but you said Pot? o_O i don't know if pot is a good thing to use in a zombie invasion xD

[Bacon]

Editted. xD I forgot about the slang reference to marijuana. xD

[Koanos]

Blo..od..y cha...p...ter...
*Heart Stops*
H...el...p

[Monster Addict92]

the first chapter though, you might want to put in what gun he's using, but other than that, story's great

[Kiseki]

He should use a bazooka, doh...

[Monster Addict92]

lol, well, what i mean is, how do i know if he's using a pistol, or an assault rifle

[Bacon]

This was my most ambitious chapter yet. >.> I hope I didn't screw it up.
Chapter 2, part 3.

Spoiler:

Moments later I found myself hanging upside-down in a ditch off the highway's edge. In an effort to shake the delirium that was about to overcome me, I unlatched my seat belt. Now I honestly believe that my brain is a little screwy because my brain yells out, " Stop", but my body moves independently. I found myself back first into a sea of blood stained glass shards. The excruciating pain that ensued coursed though my back and into all of my senses. The only shred of luck that I managed to maintain was the fact that my layered shirts saved me from skewering my back a thousand times.

My first order of business was to check up on my sister who hung there motionless. For a moment I panicked because she might have broken her neck,but it turned out that she was alright for the most part. Her vitals were still strong,but time wasn't on my side because she might have a concussion.

After finding out she was alright, I twisted my body to lay flat on my stomach so I could check up on my parents. Father was breathing heavily while his abdomen bleed profusely. Mom was impaled by her crowbar through her heart. All I could mange to do was close her lifeless eyes.

Dad: How's elizabeth?
Me:She might have a concussion from th-- What? You sound so lucid right now!
Dad: It was an act.
Me: What the crapples dad, I thought you were slightly mad.
Dad: Retirement is boring Mathew. I pictured myself at your wedding, jaw dropped and clueless when I gave your toast. I know it was silly, but as you kids say," Guy's gotta have fun".

The realization that my parents were slipping though my fingers distorted my sense of reality. I pictured myself as the hero who would save the day as a child,but now I found myself as the hapless fool with no direction. However, my father didn't let me wallow in self doubt for long..

Dad: Buck up you sorry son of gun! You've got legs right? Use them to get your sister out of here.
Me: What about you? I ju-
Dad: Shut your Ass up and pay attention. If you were using your head, you would have already left kiddo. Get a hod of yourself and pay attention to your surroundings!

After taking a deep breath, I listened to my surroundings. There weren't any thugs coming after us, which was strange. What's worse, the ground was trembling above us. It sounded like elephants form the zoo were in a stampede,but one was caught. It let out a thunderous roar before a monotonous tone of the infected's cry overwhelmed it.

Dad: take your own advice son,don't let your feelings get in your wa-..

Something clicked in me at that moment as the grief I felt was overcome by unrelenting anger. Looking around, I reached under dad's seat to pull out a handy 12 gauge shotgun with a strap. Under mom's seat was a pair of revolvers with a box of ammunition. So I turned myself and stuffed what I could into a small sack. With this, I ripped the crow bar from my mother's stomach the tearing of her organs and flesh sounded reminiscent to squashing an insect.

My next task was probably the hard part; getting my unconscious sister out of the car. The wretched glass from the window was jutting out about 6 inches. All the the while, hundreds of shards littered the ground still, so I was forced to sweep them aside with a nearby towel. My first attempt to get her out was to simply open the door on her side of the car,but it was jammed by the warped door hinges. So I crawled out of the vehicle and smashed the glass by pistol whipping the dangerous shards.

As I reached in to pull her out,I couldn't help but wish that I had worked out a bit. I struggled to pull her out without hurting her, mainly because she was sorta heavy for my small arms. I then solemnly swore that she would never eat a snack pack pudding again!

After maneuvering my sister out of her window, I propped her up against the vehicle. Any hasty action on my part could prove to be all the more fatal. I slowly creeped to the edge of the sloped hill at the highway's edge to find a horde of ghouls feasting upon a downed elephant. Within the short time that I was in the ditch, the abominations had already carved a significant cavity within the chest of the lumbering giant. Its entrails flew about as the ravenous ghouls clawed the flesh off with thier perpetual fervor.

However, my luck wouldn't hold out for long. The promise of food attracted more of these flesh eating beasts to the highway. You didn't have to look hard to find a few stumbling nearby.

The time for action was now or never I suppose as I sprinted back to my sister. I slipped my father's 12 gauge over my shoulder, while placing the hook of the crowbar over my shoulder. With this, I used my belt to fasten it to me so I could keep my arms free as I scooped my sister up.

The run back up the hill was quite odd because the crow bar dug into my back which threw me off just a bit. After a moment of mental gymnastics, I heaved my sibling onto the concrete. After wards, I pulled myself up with the intention of sprinting past the horde. Just my luck, the beasts had noticed me from behind; which alerted the others.

Just as an unusually fast infected blitzed my out position from the ditch; I thrust my crowbar into its skull. The beast's skull was rather soft to say the least,but I had no time to dilly dally as I used my foot to dislodge the bar. I quickly grabbed my Ipod and switched on some music to drown out my anxiety. I know that I said it was a frivolous piece of junk,but I needed to keep my morale high if we were going to make it out alive.

As my bullets dwindled and the gap between them and my sibling closed, I found my desperation rising. When all of our avenues of escape were closed, I looked at my revolver. I only had two bullets and moments left at this rate. The perpetual groans of the ghouls shook my nerves to the core. I was faced with two options, leave my sister or commit suicide with her. As one beast tried to lunge toward us, I pulled my crow bar aimed at its its skull.however, I had missed and hit its heart,but the beast was still reaching for me. Its mouth was salivating and its blood flowed freely as it inched closer to me. So I let go and kicked up at the ghoul with both legs to send it stumbling into the crowd.

What happened next surprised me to no end as I heard someone hollering, " Get along Little Doggy, Get along!". The screech of Fireworks filled the area in such a dramatic fashion that the zombies looked towards the source in a uniform fashion. The beasts started to walk away as if they were mesmerized by the gun shots of some wild, rag tag ruffian. Whatever the case may be, I scooped my sister up and saw someone calling out to me.

As I weaved between the horde, I felt a nerve twitch inside of me. I recognized the man in the truck, he was with those church goers. The stories of these fanatics stirred a sense of distrust within me,but I didn't know what to do.

Man: Hey, where are ya going?
Me: To save my sister, that's where!
Man: Fella, we came out here to rescue ya and that's how you repay us?
Me: What makes you think that someone would come out here just for us, huh? I don't trust any of you or your psychotic intentions! When something is too good to be true, it's usually trouble.
Man: Shut your mouth boy! We came out here because of those thugs. We didn't have to put our necks on the line to save an ignorant family like yourselves. If you won't trust me, then why don't you think of her! Do you want those things to warp her mind?

At that moment, I realized that it could be a trap. However, letting my sister turn into one of those ghouls was a fate worse than death. So I reluctantly handed the fellow my sister and headed off towards the horde.

Man: Where you going now?
Me: To repay the favor.

Ignoring the pain in my back, I ran up the towards a desolate parking lot to find a woman bouncing from car to car. She was picking them off one by one,but the beasts were boxing her in progressively. Looking around, I saw a jewelry store that I thought I might be able to use to give them the slip as I lit a screaming Mimi. The horde almost in a uniform fashion turned to see the dope with a loud noise maker in his hand.

That was my signal to shatter the window behind me. As I ran in, I lit another batch of fire crackers to draw them in further. Within moments, I could see nothing else, just a wall of grotesque abominations.

I saw the exit,but it was probably my most fool hardy mistake. An old man bum rushed me without warning. All I could do was jam the elderly man's mouth with my crow bar, while reaching for my revolver. The beast tried to grab my throat,but I stopped it after placing the barrel at the beast's forehead. The end result was a fresh coat of red for the ceiling.

However, his family accompanied him and blocked my exit. So I immediately slammed the door before they could get out. Looking around the store, I decided to dive behind the class counter as those beasts flooded the store. Luckily there was a chain on the hinges of the door or I would be a goner.

I quickly spotted a bottle of rum and a lighter. Aha, a wall of flames outta do the trick. I pours the bottle over the counter, along with the various hands trying to grab ahold of me. In retrospect, that was a bad idea on my part. As I set the counter and beasts aflame, their overzealous nature didn't falter. Apparently the only thing worse than zombies, were flaming zombies!

With nothing left to do, I sat there wondering if Hell could be any worse when those ruffians saved me. The sound of machine guns sprayed into the small store, causing debris, glass, and entrails to fly about in a momentary free for all. I found myself dumbfounded when I saw the cargo van parked outside the store. The girl that I had saved was hollering at me to get out of there.

After momentarily blacking out because of my disbelief, I sprinted through the through of blood and guts in the nick of time. The fire that I had started had just fully encompassed the whole store, but that doesn't mean I escaped with no injury. When I reached the truck, my adrenaline rush has given way to a euphoric pain of sorts.

I didn't know if I was going to live or die,but the last thing I remember was being pulled in the truck. the funny thing is, I felt something like a child dangling from my back before giving in to the darkness....

[Kiseki]

Wow, intense... I love the vibe which going on in that chapter

[Bacon]

Chapters are now proofread. xD

Originally Posted by Kiseki

Wow, intense... I love the vibe which going on in that chapter

Thanks Kiseki. ^^ You're too kind.

Originally Posted by Monster Addict92

lol, well, what i mean is, how do i know if he's using a pistol, or an assault rifle

xD Sorry. >.>

[Kiseki]

I'm not. I mean it and I'm supporting when I can

[Emiri]

Cool story!!

[Monster Addict92]

intruging, must have more! lol

[Kiseki]

^ That