Zombie Apocalypse

Dyven found cookies, potato chips, and soda, he also found water bottles and gallon jugs. He filled them up with water and shoved them into the duffle bag.

Athena looked around. "OK I think that's everything in this room." She said quietly, hearing floor boards creaking as something moved nearby. It made her skin crawl and this place reeked of death.

A zombie crawled by Macey, opening it mouth to try to bite her. The zombie's hind legs had fallen off though leaving it to attempt a half crawl towards her feet.

Spring looked around cautiously. "Alright... Lets hurry an get back to the building roof. This place is giving me the creeps..."

"Lucky them." Carter agreed. He picked up his gun, spotting another zombie walking aimlessly just outside the fence that surrounds the property. With a single shot, it fell to the ground.

Athena nodded her head, "Yeah good idea." The floor boards nearby creeked again and she pulled out the tommy gun just in case. The handle of a door nearby was rattling.

Spring looked at the door handle and sudden anger came into her. She couldn't help it. She ran toward the door and kicked it angrily. She was going through another one of her crazy mood. Ever sense the appocalypse, she had ran out of her bipolar meds that kept her under control. She kicked the door again as she yelled, "You stupid! Lifeless! Heartless! Braindead! Uncle! Smelling! Mother F*****!!!"

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Carter scanned the land in the distance, looking to see if any more were walking around. They couldn't get on the property unless they had learned they could climb over the fence, so it was rare for any to actually get close to the house. But over the past few days, the fence had become weaker from so many of the zombies pushing against it. If it fell down, no doubt would all the people on the farm be doomed.

Athena cringed with every word Spring yelled, and jumped to cover her mouth. The kicking was loud enough as it was! "Shsssss. We don't wanna attract every zombie in the building!" She warned in a low hiss.

Spring stopped the yelling and calmed down suddenly. She whispered, "Sorry..."

Dyven slung the backpack over his shoulder. "Lets get going," he hissed, "Find a new spot." he strapped a pack of C-4 onto a wall.

Spring looked around nervously, then hurried along with the others.

"What are you doing?!" Athena hissed at Dyven. "Why are you going to blow this place up!?" She demanded, her temper short with the stress of the zombies and a sick feeling that something far more dangerous then the average zombie was just around the corner. She shivered and then ran to Dyven. "What are you doing!?" She repeated in a tone only a principal could have.

"What the heck does it look like?" he growled, "I may be the youngest but there is something more darngerous in here than a regular zombie. My skin is crawling and the sooner we get rid of it the better." He entered the hallway. "Don't worry, its pressure activated. One touch and the place goes down. We got to move." He brought his tommy around and waited for the others. He started down the hallway and stopped at a noise like feeding. "Disgusting," he muttered and looked in.

A zombie was hunched over a freshly killed human. It's hands were like claws, blood smeared all over them. Teeth like daggers shined in a mouth that looked like it had been cut to stretch wider. Black, soulless eyes looked over at Dyven in at first confusion, and then it let out a horrible screech. It spun on him, standing up to a staggering ten feet, its body hunched over to fit in the seven foot tall room. It's form resembled something like a t-rex, its arms pulled back and short. It ran right at him, and Athena pushed the teenager out of the way and stabbed the green skin with her switchblade. "RUN!" She yelled, the monstrous zombie roaring and slamming her into the wall. Athena gasped for breath and kicked at the zombie's mouth as it held her with one of its arms.

Dyven yelled as he pulled the tommy on the Zombie. He wanted the thing dead. He watched as the green skinned infected person fell to the floor. "Athena," he asked cautously. He didn't know what happened to her, or if she was still human.

Athena gasped, the pain had stopped and she looked herself over. "Thank god..." She whispered and then saw Dyven. "I'm fine, thanks. It didn't bite me." She assured him, her sides hurting from where its claws had been wrapped around her waist, the zombie was still gurgling but it was certainly dead. "We best watch out for those things next time." She kicked it slightly.

Dyven sighed and lead the way. "Thanks for saving me," he whispered back to her, "We better move before finds the C-4 and touches it."

"No problem-" She spun around, fear creeping up her spine. "Where's Spring!?" She grew a tone louder in fear, and looked back between the two. She cursed lowly, and whipped out the switchblade. There were growls down the corridor. They were so close to being back on the roof to!

"God bless! I told them to stay behind me!" he cursed and took a deep breath, "Where ever she is she's on her own! There are more of those things back there."

Spring looked around the empty hall way. She had turned away for only a minute, trying to read a sign on the wall, and when she turned back, Dyven and Athena were both gone. She walked through the place cautiously. Normally, she knew the way out of here and would be gone in a minute, but she didn't want to leave Dyven and Athena behind while not knowing if they were alright or not.