Hey guys! It's me again! As you might have guessed this is a zombie apocalypse fic, now I know it says HeYa and there will be Heather+Naya parts here but this is essentially a fic that people contain the people from twitter that I adore. :)

No worries though! Heather, Naya, Kevin, Dianna, Lea, Cory and Mark are all gonna be included!

Warning: Except if we follow and talk to the same people you might not know that characters mentioned in this fic and if we're not, i'll be posting their usernames at the end and you can follow these perfect people. :)

Note: This story will be written in 2nd and 3rd person.

Enjoy!


They said it was some kind of Flu, some foreign disease that was fixed with a simple vaccine. When news of the virus broke, you saw how quickly it spread through a small Brazilian village, killing everyone that was infected; two days later you watched as the news showed you the same place in a burning pile or rubble along with the morgue that held the bodies of the villagers

You watched as the local police started confiscating all of the fruits and vegetables being sold at the nearby market. When video footage of the first living corpse hit the internet, you doubted it; passing it off as some hoax to get the people riled up. You weren't an idiot, you were 24 years-old and have seen so many fake videos, you brush them all off, ignoring them even though more and more videos started popping up online and even on the news, you didn't believe; You couldn't.

You refused the notion even when, two weeks later, your younger sister came down with the dreaded fever, you watched as the perfectly healthy 21-year-old model slowly deteriorated in front of your own two eyes; getting weaker and weaker with each passing second.

The day your sister died was the day that you believed. She had the fever for only two days before it took her from you. Unable to stop crying as you and your parents looked on in shock.

You remember it like it was yesterday, the moment Nickayla flat-lined; the shock, pain, confusion and the chaos that followed. You remember that after a few minutes, you noticed her moving and you thought the machines that the hospital gave you were defective, you thought it was some kind of miracle.

You had never been so wrong.

"Mom, Look! Nickayla, she's alive!" you tell them, pushing past them and standing beside the bed

"Naya, She's gone." You're father says morosely, pulling you away.

"Please Dad, just look at her, she's moving!" You plead with them; begging them to take one last look at your sister.

Your mom somehow complies and turns to look at the young Latina who has now started to move her head left and right like she was having a bad dream.

"Dios Mio!" you hear your mom cry out but you couldn't hear them, you were too distracted by the now blue/gray eyes of your little sister. You hear a low growl rumbling from her throat and you realize that something was terribly wrong.

She had started moving now but the machines connected to her still showed her as dead, "Nicki! Baby I thought we lost you!" you hear your father say before moving to wrap his strong arms around her.

You were just about to approach them when you hear this ear splitting noise. It was so loud that it made you stumble back against the dresser. You then realize that the noise came from you father and you can only watch as dark crimson started spreading down his white polo shirt; Nickayla had bitten him.

Before anyone could even react your sister lets go of your dad and attacks the older woman, biting her arm as your mom tried to protect herself.

"Nicki! St-" You're cut short as someone yanks you out of the room and pushes you far from the door; It was a couple of men and you assumed that they were cops.

"Get out of here!" You hear a man shout at you but before you could even stand, one of the men had stumbled back before crashing down on you. When your vision stops spinning you see Nickayla on top of you, biting and ravaging the man's arm.

"Help!" you scream loud, catching your sister's attention. She lunges for you but luckily the man that's still between the two of you was in her way and you quickly hide under him, using him as a shield against your own sister. You could feel the blood hitting you across the face and you couldn't do anything but close your eyes and mouth; waiting for her to sink her teeth on you.

There was a loud thud above you and the next thing you know the other man was in a wrestling match with her, "Get out of here! Now!" the officer says before landing a hook to your Nickayla's face

Seeing what she was doing now knocked you out of your shock and you quickly push off the dead body on top of you. Reaching for the gun in his hand and pulling it out. You snap off the safety and cock the gun, preparing to fire; you've gone firing before but you had always shot at dummies made of paper and cardboard not a human and definitely not your sister.

"She's not your sister anymore!" you hear the officer say as if he was reading your mind "She's not even human!." He grunts before kicking Nicki on the chest, making her stumble back. She falls over like a rag-doll like she's lost all coordination and you watch her growl and slowly get back on her feet, quickly lunging for the officer again. "Shoot her!" the man shouts, trying to keep Nickayla's mouth away from his exposed skin.

"Aim for her head!" He shouts as he land another hit to her left temple.

You couldn't see her head from the angle you were in so you carefully move to the side for a better shot and that's when she sees you. She looks at you like some piece of meat, there was nothing human about her; She wasn't your sister. Not anymore.

You take a breath and just as she lunges for you, you squeeze the trigger; hitting her on the shoulder and making her fall over. "Again!" you hear the man say and you take aim and fire, placing a bullet just above her left eyebrow.

The officer stands up and picks up his own gun which had landed near the other body lying on the floor, you hear him take a breath before firing another round at his partner's head, "We had a deal that if he ever got bit then I shoot him so he doesn't turn." He explains, looking at you with a small sad smile on his face, "I just don't want you to think that I shot him for nothing."

Everything was all too confusing and you couldn't seem to find your voice so you just give him a curt nod, "We're going to have to do the same with your Ma and Pa in there." He tells you, pointing his gun at the door. You watch him and realize that he came out of nowhere, nobody had called the police; hell nobody even had time to blink.

You hold your thoughts as you watch the officer slowly open the door, leading with his gun, to take a look inside. Knowing what he was going to do made you look away and all you hear is a growl before the officer shoots twice, the sound of the gunshot ringing in your ears. Soon you hear what sounded like groaning from across the hall, "What was that?" you ask the officer.

He turns and you could see the blood draining from his face, "Was your sister the only one that was sick?" he asks, his voice sounding dry.

"No, there were two maids that had fevers around the same time she did." You tell him. Suddenly you realize what was happening, "Oh my God." You gasp, covering you mouth with your bloody hands which he quickly pulls away.

"Don't."

"What are we gonna do? There's almost twelve other people down there what if they're all-" You're cut off by the groans getting louder. "We're going to need back up." He mumbles before pulling on your arm and pointing to the door at the end of the hall, "What room is that?" he asks you, "mine." You answer quickly, "Is there anyone inside?"

You try to think of anyone but as far as you knew there was nobody inside, you've been staying in Nickayla's room for the past two days, "I'm not sure. I don't think so."

He pulls you to the door before twisting the doorknob, opening the door slowly; the two of you peek inside and sure enough the room was empty

"Check the windows." He orders you, quickly and quietly closing the door behind him. You do as you were told, walking to the window and looking down at the yard. "I see the front yard. What am I looking for?" you raise your hands in confusion.

"Okay good, do you see the black pick-up parked to the far right?"

"Yeah, that's mine." You reply without looking away from the parked truck.

"Take this…" he says and you turn just in time to see a shiny object being thrown in your direction, you try to catch it but it ends up smashing loudly as it hits the ground; it was your hand mirror.

"Shit." You mumble, so much for staying quiet.

"Pick up the largest piece and shine it on the car when I tell you to." The man tells you before pulling out his radio.

Normally, you hated being ordered around. You've had enough of it from your PR team and from the writers but this time, when it's your life on the line, you'd sit, roll over and play dead if he asked you to.

"Naomi, this is Ace do you copy?" you hear him say into the little black radio

"Ace this is Naomi, over." You're surprised by the feminine voice coming from the other side.

"There's more than we thought, it's not just the Nickayla that was infected."

The reply from 'Naomi' took longer than the first, you worried she might have tucked tail and ran "How many?"

"I'm not sure, Naya says there's 12 other people. Do we have eyes?"

"Yeah, Elke and Mica are moving in now."

"Let us know." The guy tells them before pocketing the radio.

"Wilco."

"Who was that?" You ask him as he opens the door a little, "they're my team." He answers quietly, moving to get a better view of the hall you guess. Before he closes the door you hear three or four different kinds of groaning coming from the other side and you feel your heart drop.

"Team?" you ask him, trying to tear your mind from what might happen.

"Yeah…" he tells you and you watch him reload his gun

"How did you even know she was sick?"

"We were sent here by someone who knows and it's good that we were or you would have been dead or one of 'them' by now." The officer explains plainly as he pulls out the radio.

"What are 'they' anyway?"

"Isn't it obvious? Zombies" He says like it was plain as day.

You already knew what he was going to say but hearing it out loud just made everything more real, if it weren't for the pain in your elbow you would have passed this off as some kind of dream. But it wasn't, the blood dripping from your elbow is real, the gun he was holding was real, and worse was the things that were now banging on the door were real.

"Naomi, are you there?" he says to the radio, "Help me." He tells you as he starts pushing one of your dressers against the door. You quickly move to help and even add some chairs on top.

"That should hold them for a while." He says more to himself and you take your place back at window, scratching your forehead and trying to wrap you mind around what was happening around you.

"Ace, do you read?" the voice from the radio calls out and Ace quickly grabs it from the bed

"I'm here. What are we dealing with?"

"Elke and Mica just took out three in the back yard and they said there were five more in the ground floor."

"So three outside, five down there and there are four up here. Can you get us out? I've barricaded the door but it won't hold for too long." He says as you watch him go through your closet

"Paula and Tami are already moving in through the front door and are meeting up with Elke and Mica by the stairs. Which room are you in?" at this, Ace points to you and mouths the word 'Mirror'

You quickly move to shine the light on the car, moving it from side to side

"I see you." She confirms and you feel yourself release a breath you didn't know you were holding.

"Copy, I'll get our guest ready for the trip." He tells Naomi before pulling out some travel bags and placing it on top of your bed.

"Copy that. See you in a few."

"Grab whatever you need." He tells you and you give him a quick nod. You and Ace go through your closet, grabbing all the clothes that you can and stuffing everything in the twelve travel bags.

After a minute you jump as you hear shots being fired from somewhere inside the house, "that's our ride." Ace announces and you feel yourself relax. You then notice what he was wearing, he had on plain skinny jeans and brown military boots; his top was just a plain black V-neck shirt.

"You're bleeding, were you bit?" he suddenly asks, twisting your arm to take a better look, "No, I'm fine, I hit it on the corner when your friend bumped into me." You tell him and he seems happy with the explanation.

He takes out a roll and bandages your wound, "Maybe you should change?" He tells you, motioning to your outfit and making you look down. Your shirt is ripped and bloody and you're wearing pajama bottoms; you look like shit.

"Yeah, okay. I'll be quick." You mumble before grabbing some clothes from one of the travel bags. While you change you hear more thudding and gunshots closer than the last time, it still made you jump but not as much as it did before.

A few moments later you hear wood scraping on wood and you guessed that Ace had pulled the dresser away from the door. "She's changing." You hear his voice say.

You hurry and zip the black boots over the jeans, "Done!" you say before walking out of the closet. You're met with Ace and the four other people standing around your room, four other women.

One of them, the one near back, coughs and points to your pants and as you look down you notice your fly was undone. Trying to hide the blush on your face you zip it up properly and look at them again, this time it was the one near the door who was doing a combing motion with her hair and you turn to stop in front of the mirror for a final check at what you look like; aside from you hair being a mess there was nothing else wrong with your outfit.

"Cut me some slack, I just got attacked by corpses." You tell them and they all giggle, their demeanor helping you relax.

You run your hands to try and tame your hair before turning to Ace, "So this is your team?"

"Yeah and aside from losing Cesar we all did okay." He tells you, a tinge of sadness in his voice and you realize that he was talking about the man who lay lifeless outside her sister's room.

"I'm sorry."

"At times like these, death is to be expected, y'know?"

"I guess but-" You're cut off by the sound of someone running towards the room and you fear that one of the things were coming your way.

"WHERE IS SHE?" you hear an oddly familiar voice calls from outside the door. A second later another brunette ran past the door to stand in front of you, "Naomi." Ace addresses her and you realize this was the girl on the other side of the radio. She was looking at you with a familiar deer-caught-in-headlights look, they all were; they know who you are.

"Are we safe?" You ask them

"For now but we have to move soon." it was Ace who answered

"Do we have time for an introduction?" you smile at him and he chuckles but nods.

"I'm Ace."

"Ace" you echo and he nods again, "you're Naomi." You tell the girl who entered and she nods.

"Elke." Said the girl to the far left, she was wearing jeans, boots and a black razorback

"Mica." The girl next to Elke says, this one was wearing a red riding jacket and black pants and it seems boots were a requirement as all of them were wearing it.

The two girls say and you smile at them before turning to the two who pointed out your fly and hair, "So that means you guys are Paula and Tami?" you smile at them, making them blush.

"I'm Paula" the girl who pointed out your fly admits, looking at you shyly. She was wearing black jeans and a white shirt.

"And I'm Tami." The last girl says and you nod at them in return. She had on a black polo and jeans along with the boots they all had to wear.

"Well I just wanted to say thanks so… Thank you for saving my life Ace, Naomi, Elke, Mica, Paula and Tami." You tell them sincerely and they smile and nod at you.

"Now we have to go, there have been outbreaks all over LA and we have to get out ASAP." Ace tells you, breaking the silence.

You throw on your leather jacket as everyone nods and grabs two of your bags each, "Here." Paula tells you, wrapping a scarf around your neck and using it to cover your nose and mouth, "It'll help with the smell." She says before heading out the door, Tami and Naomi staying behind, "Follow her and we'll cover your behind—I mean from behind!" Naomi says and you thank her before heading out the door. The smell hit you hard even with Paula's scarf over your nose, you cough as you start stepping over the bodies of your housekeepers and gardeners; You recognize the bodies as Maria, John, Pepper and Lucy and you almost feel like you might barf.

"It helps if you don't look." You hear Tami say from behind you and you follow her instructions. You watch as Paula bends down to search Cesar's body, she pulls out two handgun magazines, some gum, a wallet and a piece of paper.

"His wife is going to be so heartbroken. They were supposed to get married last week." The girl mumbles before snapping the dog-tag off of the man's neck and pocketing the different things she found as they continued along the hall and down the stairs, closely following Elke, Ace and Mica.

You all make your way outside where two bikes were parked on was red and the other was yellow, they were sitting next to an off-road pick-up truck. You take the scarf down from your nose and you could smell the same stench in the air, it wasn't as strong but it was definitely there, "rotting flesh." Ace suddenly tells you, "what?"

"The smell in the air is blood and rotting flesh from the walking dead. We have to go right now before the roads get clogged, get in." he tells you and you watch as Paula and Tami get on the yellow bike while Ella and Mica ride the red one.

"Naomi will drive us." Ace says as you make your way to open the back door when you're met with the drooling face of a black Labrador. "That's shadow, he'll keep you safe." Naomi tells you before whistling to get the dogs attention, "She'll sit up front with me." she tells you and like she said the dog jumped over the middle console to sit on the passenger seat.

You get in and Ace gets in after you, closing the door swiftly. You see the two bikes start to move and soon the car is moving forward too. They drive fast and instead of taking the highway you were using the back roads to get to your destination, which reminded you that you had no idea where your destination was.

"Where are we going?" you ask them and it was Naomi that answered, "we're headed to a safe place." She says cryptically and you scrunch your eyebrows together, "Which is where exactly?" you ask again and this time it was Ace who answered.

"California State Prison."


Chapter 1 is D-O-N-E! Don't forget REVIEW!

Now for the twitter usernames! ((Nobody is using private anyway so I GUESS this is okay. Be sure to follow them ASAP because they might change their usernames!))

Ace - TheLoserKidYo

Naomi - naaaomiholt

Elke - SnixRivera

Mica - hemosfingers

Paula - HeyaFeelings

Tami - Riverasgasms

and duh

Naya - NayaRivera

Cesar is a fictional character because I couldn't bear killing anyone! D:

HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED CHAPTER ONE!

P.S. Read my other fics, they're not super horrible, I Promise

xx M