"We Are the Singing Dead"
By Pendingmedic
Chapter 1:
New Directions?
Life has changed drastically for Blaine Anderson. He and the New Directions had been at nationals in Atlanta Georgia when it happened. The world was turned upside down and the dead began walking. The following is his attempt to chronicle the events following that day.
Date unknown;Time has become meaningless. One day seems to roll into the next. The most important thing is to survive! Remembering back to how this all began makes one wonder just how we got here? The competition had been tough. We were up against a group from Kansas called "the Pop tones" and of course our regular nemesis from Ohio, "Vocal Adrenaline" the awards were being presented at all three teams on the stage was nervous with anticipation. The judge was just too about mounts the second runner up. The Pop tones have taken third place. Between us and vocal adrenaline the tension was high. Just as the judge was about to announce it they appeared. Protest beings that looked as if they had been crawled out of a great scratch that protest beings that looked as if they had crawled out of their graves. Several of them began rushing the stage and one of them attacked Jesse St. James a vocal adrenaline. The creature merely ripped his stomach out. At that point then launched into a leadership role and directed those onstage to run and retreat to their buses! Puck reached the bus only to discover the driver was dead. Unshaken by this he shoved the body off the bus and slipped into the driver seat. I heard the motor revving up and him yelling, "COME ON."! The other directions were fleeing and I grabbed Artie from his chair and carry him towards the bus. The only thing on my mind was to get away from this chaos. In simplest terms to survive. Pulling away from the ample theater and glancing from the rear of the bus the site was unreal. There must've been thousands of those creatures swarming the streets. The carnage was unreal.
Glancing around the bus, I began making a mental checklist of who was there and who was not. Kurt was huddled next to me. His breathing ragged as well as the tone of his skin to be pale and clammy. It was simple enough to know he was in shock. Kurt kept muttering over and over, "Tina, Tina, Tina..." Looking up, it became apparent that Tina was not present. Had she been grabbed? Or did she simply miss the bus? Mike Chang was caring for Ms. Pillsbury. She was obsessively wiping to her clothes trying to remove the gore and blood and dirt that coded all of our clothes from this encounter. Finn was holding Rachel close to him in a protective grasp. He was doing his best to comfort her as she cried from fear and sorrow. Santana was checking Britney's ankle. She confirmed it was just a bad sprain as she wrapped it with an ace bandage from the first aid kit. Sam had carried Artie to the back of the bus and laid them out to make him comfortable. Artie muttered to himself that he wished he could be more useful. Going towards the front of the bus, I checked on Puck. He told me that he was making towards the back roads because the interstates were packed with cars fleeing the city. He said that the road to nowhere is better to be then trapped on the other roads. Looking back I noted that Quinn and Mister Shue were missing! Working through the bus and checking on the others I heard Artie yell "Look"! Out of the back of the bus there was a small car following us rather quickly. As soon was apparent that it was Coach Sylvester's LeCar. Sue at the wheel was keeping pace with the bus and then a sense of relief washed over me. In the car with her were Quinn, Tina and Mister Shue. Been behind Sue's car appeared a van. The driver was dressed in a warbler blazer and the other people in the van appeared to be a mixture from other show choirs obvious from their state of dress.
When it was safe, Puck stopped the bus and we reunited with our missing friends. Mister Shue told us how the mass of people trying to flee the theater as well as the zombies prevented him many others from making the bus. One of the creatures was just ready to attack him and Tina when Sue Sylvester drove her car up onto the stage threw open the door and yelled "come with me if you want to live!" Leave it to Coach Sylvester to quote Arnold in a time like this. As they drove from the theater they saw Quinn running stopped and pulled her in the car. Sue spotted our bus making for the back roads turned and followed as fast as she could. This is one time I was actually glad to see that woman in her tracksuit whose only purpose had been to rain terror on the glee club. Now those feelings had turned towards one of keeping all of us are alive. Kurt was so glad to see Tina he grabbed her and start crying on her shoulder. As the others piled out of the van, my old friend Chandler crawled out from behind the wheel. Coming over and slapping my hand in a Dalton handshake, he laughingly said, "Anderson what would you do without me to keep your butt out of the fire?" Apparently, he and a few of the other warblers had come to Atlanta to support the directions in their quest for a first-place. What a bunch we appeared to be. A bunch of misfit choir kids with Daddy Will and Mama Sue to keep us alive and in line. Where we go from here I do not know. Some say they want to make from Ohio. Others just want to find a place and hide. What the future holds is a question on everybody's mind.
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