This is dedicated to Cold,
Thanks man, I'm happy you've been there for me.
I hope you enjoy this, and I hope you find some of the things here familiar.

Preface
You ever notice, that everyone always talks about the "Zombie Apocalypse" or some other type of improbable scenario that would cause the possible extinction of the human race?
My question to you is… has anyone ever really thought how they treat nerds? I mean yes, if you've ever been on the receiving end of idiotic children you've heard this before:
"Don't worry about it, one day you are going to be their boss."
And if you were on the giving end of the stupidity:
"You be nice to him/her/them, One day they'll be your boss!"
No one ever really takes the geeks and the nerds very seriously.
We aren't really very threatening. There isn't much about us that anyone at all should fear; or respect for that matter, beside our intellect….

But no one really has considered… the start of the end of all days, happening by messing with the wrong gaggle of nerds.
Not only will they be YOUR boss, but, they'll do more than boss you around with their newly founded power. Once they do more than that, I'm pretty sure all you 'swaged out' Children are dead.

Chapter one: The reason why.
"Give me your lunch money, Nerd!" I heard for the 4th time this week. I was annoyed. I didn't have any money left at that point, and I still had to pay my friend back her money…
3 weeks prior

She gasped, shocked at my appearance, and ran to help me up. "Who did this to you?! Was it those idiots who steal your money?! That's it, after I fix you I'm going to give those suckers a piece of my mind!" She picked me up and slung my arm over her shoulder, helping me walk down to the school's infirmary.
"E-Eve, you don't have to-" I started
"What did you just say? I don't have to what, Nathan." She stared me down, slamming some money in my hand. Her eyes were blacker than pure onyx. That look always scared me into silence. "You don't have to go straighten them out, they will just get their girlfriends on you later. I don't want you getting hurt again and it's all my—", She set me down on the infirmary bed, and it hurt… "-FAULT! Ouch…." I was in obvious pain and I couldn't withstand it anymore.

She was the only one who could help me. Eve went into the cabinet and got out her medical kit. She pulled out some swabs and started dabbing at my face, causing me to flinch. "Sit still!" she commanded me. I did as she said, wordlessly trying to keep my composure. I turned, trying to hide my face. "I said sit still!" She grabbed my jaw and turned my head so I looked directly at her. It was then that she said, "Nathan… your face… no…" Then, Eve did the scariest thing I've ever seen her do, in our entire friendship.

Her eyes brimmed with tears and they started spilling over onto my lap as she started to slump over, trying to wipe them off. I looked disgusting after what they had did to me in the parking lot. But, she sat there, still, crying in front of my face. Eve's tough exterior vanished in an instant after she saw what I was hiding from her. Her long hair draped over her shoulders and her eyes, she cried. It scared me that she was crying for me, I've never really remembered seeing her cry so much. Her shoulders looked as if they were going to cave in, she was so distraught, and my legs were about to end up looking as if I had just came out of a pool. I felt like it was my fault I made her cry.

She spoke while sobbing and her words came so sorrowfully. "They have crossed the line, to the point of no return. They gave you another scar; obviously they haven't learned their lesson! I think I should go teach them, right NOW!" She got up, and I got up and had to follow her. She got up so quickly that her hair whipped behind her, getting in front of my glasses. I took the slightest moment to observe her hair, very long all the way down her back, jet black just like her eyes when she was upset, and blue at the ends for about an inch.

I snapped out of it and caught up with her. "Eve! Wait!" I caught her hand before she got to the doorway. In hindsight, this was a mistake. She turned around and snapped at me quickly. Her voice was colder than liquid nitrogen. "Nathan. Back, Off, Now. Let me go." This tone of voice struck fear into my core, but… what I said next scared me more. "No!" She did a double take. "… Excuse me? What did I just tell you? LET ME GO!" she exclaimed with a hint of pleading in her voice. Instead of doing what she asked me, my grip got tighter on her wrist. "Eve, you aren't going anywhere. You WILL stay here, even if I have to force you." I said with an inner strength, despite the fear welling in my chest.

Eve tried slipping from my grip as she usually does, but this time, my counter worked and I got her with her hands behind her back.
"UGH! NATHAN GET OFF ME! I have to go take care of this now or they will never learn! Please…. Let me go…." She pleaded. "They hurt you, that is unacceptable. They hurt me, I don't really care, Nathan! But you, you are my best friend, and you've been hurt before and I don't intend to let anyone slide off it any longer! Just let me go!" Another tear slipped from her eyes and after that, again, I felt I made a mistake. I hugged her, right there. And she knows I am not the hugging type of guy. She punched me. Yes, Eve punched me, right in the gut. It hurt, because she had put on her 'annihilation' ring when she got up. It set me to the floor, my glasses fell off. The last thing I heard was the infirmary office's door slamming shut, and screams, before I passed out on the floor. "Man, she has a hard punch…" I was out from the shock of how hard she'd hit me.

So, you must be wondering how this will lead up to the start of this mess right? Well, here it goes.
Eve beat up every single boy on the football team single handedly, got jumped by their girlfriends and their friends, and beat every single one of them to a bloody pulp.

Well, I guess you can't say she didn't take all those martial arts classes for nothing. She could be an MMA fighter if she wanted…But… it's strange, Eve's the scholarly type too. In fact, she hates violence, she was a peacemaker in our earlier years together, then I got weaker and she got fed up. So she started beating people up for me, which kinda made it worse and better at the same time. But, I ended up here, i have to deal with her rage.