I now I should be working on important things like assignments and updating the million other stories i have on this website, but this just hit me.
Jack Frost trades in his icy powers for zombie charm. Remember that whole thing about not remembering who you were before you were 'chosen'? That still applies here. Yes, the Big Four are in this, and no, I'm not adding any other movies.
Get ready for some Jackunzel, my friends.
-Erica
"This is a corpse affected by the plague. It is uncaring, unfeeling. Corpses do not think. They do not bleed. They are incapable of remorse."
Rapunzel's father's words repeated in her mind like a dead ring. Her eyesight was blurring in and out of focus, the blood spilling before her eyes forcing her to push the vile her body was accumulating back down her throat. Her breathing was definitely unsteady and paranoia was slowly settling in her being, and she was sure it was there to stay.
She clutched to the cold pistol in her hands, her eyes darting from every direction. Friends fell at her feet, living corpses running and feeding off their flesh. Their moans and groans in the delight of the grotesque goods made Rapunzel's heart wither.
She was only fourteen.
Now those words are plastered in her mind. Every time she went out on patrol her father, the leader of the pack, would repeat them on screen. Nothing hurt her anymore after the amount of losses she's witnessed. You'd be lucky to see her cry. Her father had always said she was an innocent little girl but when the time came a brave, heartless warrior. She knew that when she was going to die it was for a cause.
Her troop was first up for the day. Bright and early at 6 a.m. she was down in the main square. The morning was filled with hope in the brisk wind and small rays of sunlight, but Rapunzel knew there was none; no hope that this plague will cease.
Her father's words of warning appeared on the screen. She saw the new kid to her left figit around uncomfortably. Dead. Any regrets, any uneasy feeling is a soul's contamination waiting to happen.
Thank god her friend Astrid wasn't in her group today. They were going into the belly of the beast. The city.
To her right, her boyfriend Flynn stood, head held high, admiring every word Rapunzel's father was saying. If there was anybody she didn't want to see die, it would be him.
"Flynn," she whispered, "Are you… alright?"
She reached to take his hand, but instead he pulled her into a tight embrace. It caught her off guard, but soon enough she wrapped her arms around him.
He sighed into her hair, and she had to push his broad shoulders when the doors to the city opened. "C'mon," said with a weak smile. He nodded and repositioned his hands on his gun into the caution stance. Game on.
They walked ahead and the doors slammed shut behind them with a thud. "Stick together," Flynn demanded.
Rapunzel chuckled. His mood can change so quickly sometimes. "And?"
Flynn turned around and smiled at her, "Aim for the head."
Oh god, don't. Just stop- you think that makes it better? Stop! J watched a fairly beat up zombie pick at it's rotten flesh. The corpse had its hand in its mouth, pulling the skin off all the way to the bottom of its neck.
He was taking a shortcut through a smokey alley. The sun was up in the sky by now, and sheets of old newspaper rolled by at his feet. It was a fairly windy day, and it smelt like always- rot.
You're a zombie you idiot, you've seen worse. A moan escaped his lips, realizing his inner conscience was right.
He stumbled out of the alleyway and onto the street. It was deserted as usual, with some zombies scattered here and there. It's usually busier… where is everyone?
J moaned, displeased, as the bitter wind blew his white locks of hair around in the wind. Why can't the wind die like the rest of us, god dammit!
He made his way down the sidewalk and reached a crosswalk. I think they used these to cross the street before…well, everything happened. He shrugged and shuffled down the crosswalk. Abandoned cars were pushed through the center of the crosswalk, and J groaned. He walked around the end of a large white van and sidestepped inbetween two other cars. When he finally reached the end of the crosswalk, he felt accomplished.
I wonder what makes these things move, he thought.
He looked around at the other zombies stumbling around. I wonder if they think in their mind, too.
He looked in the window of an old bakery- well, what was left of the shattered window- and saw a group of familiar zombies in the middle of it. What's going on in there? Oh, wait- he sniffed in the cold air. There was something here, something… alive. He groaned and opened the door of the bakery. A small bell rang when he did; it was attached to the door.
J looked at the other zombies blankly. If only I could show some emotion, he thought to himself, something that didn't look vile or scary… how about a grin? A smile? Something that won't make the humans piss themselves every time they see one of us? Instead, he sniffed again and looked up at the ceiling and snarled. He knew where the living thing was.
A female zombie- one with crazy orange hair, J had seen her around- noticed his expression and ran through the doors at the back and up the stairs. Great, now she's going to take everything, J huffed.
When he was waiting for the female to get back, he stopped to really take in the place. I wonder who would run this place. Maybe a family of four and they all live upstairs. Besides the living dead in the centre of it and all the blood splattered on the walls, the rotten bread, the chairs and tables sprawled around on the floor and every other flaw, the little bakery would've been nice in another life. I think I would come here to get my bread, maybe on my way to work, if I had a job. Damn, I can't remember.
A growl sounded behind him. Unsteadily, he turned around on his heel to see the girl with the big hair call him over from the door. She was calling another guy behind J, and when he turned around he saw a zombie about his age limping with a stick in his left hand. What the hell happened to this guy? Oh, shit… they cut his leg up. J looked up at him and groaned, trying to say if you were alive, that would hurt. A lot. The zombie kid shrugged and limped towards the girl.
They seem chummy.
The undead trio made their way up the stairs, following the girl. She stopped at a door upstairs and turned around, looking at J. She pointed to herself, moaning. She was trying to say her name. "M-Mer…i…da." She pointed to her friend and he pulled a picture out of his pocket. Wait, what's this? Oh… It's him as a kid. God, he was scrawny. He flipped the picture over and in messy handwriting was 'Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III'. Hiccup? Who names their kid 'Hiccup'? J looked at Hiccup with his eyebrows quirked and he shrugged.
Merida pointed at J, as if to ask what his name was. Jack knew what she meant, but he sighed… Merida, if only I knew. "J..j…j-" He was interrupted by footsteps at the bottom of the stairs. The other zombies found out about the living thing.
Merida and Hiccup swung the door open and J ran inside after them. They slammed it shut, and soon enough it began to pound, and louder moans could be heard. J stayed at the door, keeping the others from coming in.
In front of them was a deserted living room, with a dark black dog in the corner, whimpering. A dog? That's it? I thought there was a human up here! Soon enough, a human came out from the door at the back with a gun.
She looked really frightened, but still determined to keep her life. Her hair was win pigtails and had orange, green, pink, blue, and yellow streaks in it. It reminded J of what a rainbow was and how they never come out anymore.
Merida screamed and ran for the human. Hiccup was mesmerized by the dog and took it in his arms. The girl shot at Merida, twice in the leg and once in her chest, but Merida kept going.
J looked at Hiccup and then at the girl. Something about killing her doesn't feel right at all. Why do you have to kill her? Why can't we bring her back to where all the other humans go? We're dead, it doesn't matter if we can't have food! J screamed, but Merida had already bitten the girl. She screamed and cried. The banging on the door became louder at the smell of fresh blood. The girl began to look around frantickly, and J watched her. When she realized there was no way out without getting killed, she calmed under Merida's grasp.
J screamed again, and Merida looked at him questionably. J motioned her over, and looked at the girl. Merida pushed the weak girl across the room and to J.
What happened next may be a shocker, the girl weakly locked the door for J. She was crying now, she knew what was going to happen. The banging continued, but J didn't have to stand against the door to keep the others out. What is she doing?
She brought her hands together and curled inward, tears streaming down her face. J slowly put his hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. "I…mmhm..s-sorry.." he groaned. Am I feeling…sympathetic? Is that was this feeling is called?
The girl looked at him with a weak smile. "Y-you don't have to be. I knew I was going to die one day, anyway."
J tried to smile, a small smile, but it didn't come out. The girl was shaking, and turned around to see her dog, being held and cradled by Hiccup. Merida was watching it all unfold. "His name is Toothless," she told Hiccup. He looked up at her and smiled, then tried to say the name. It came out sounding nothing like it, but what can you do?
"Will you watch over him for me…?" Hiccup did the impossible- he smiled.
What is happening to us? Merida looks like she's going to blow it… why are we being so nice to this girl? This has never happened before.
Merida growled and chomped her teeth. J shook is head, and Hiccup rose to his feet. "Sh…she, come-"
Merida growled loudly. She looked pained not to eat her.
J noticed the girl was still shaking. She had dropped her gun, and she knew that she couldn't trust a corpse. A zombie. So he stepped in front of her protectively. He felt the need to protect this girl, whoever she was. "N-No…" he breathed. The girl stifled a sob.
Rapunzel trudged through the mud, trying to get to an area of town through a shortcut. Her troop was behind her, Flynn hot on her heels. Her grey tank top wasn't helping at all in the cold. She bit her lip. They were trying to get to an area of town that the sensors picked up human activity. Alive activity. They haven't seen any zombies yet, and she hoped she didn't have to.
They park's grotesque adandoned green ended and a long street lay ahead. Rapunzel looked over her shoulder, "See? I know where I'm going."
The group of teenagers turned left and began a small run. They twisted and turned through the street and around the cars, as Rapunzel noticed the zombies stayed on the sidewalk only.
"It's up ahead on the right," the tech geek of the group whispered.
They quickened their pace when the moan and groans surrounding them intensified. Rapunzel looked behind her and saw two or three zombies running their way. They sniffed them out.
"Flynn!" she whisper-yelled. He looked at her with wide eyes and knew something was wrong. They separated from the others and crept alongside the other end of the street, away from the disaster waiting to happen.
Flynn and Rapunzel had worked out a plan, if everyone else was slowing them down, if there was any possibility that there would be danger, to separate from the others. Death comes as fast and hard as a whip in this life, and 'to live without one another was not an option', as Flynn said.
Now they were right in front of the bakery. Rapunzel could see zombies infesting the main downstairs of it, but no human would be dumb enough to stay downstairs. "Back entrance, run through the alley… now!" she called.
They bolted into the alley as soon as gunshots and screams erupted into the sky. A small old zombie noticed them and ran after the duo, until Flynn's gun fired. Rapunzel's eyes widened and she ran faster. "Why did you do that?" she said breathlessly, "They know we're back here now!"
As expected, zombies burst out the back doors. Flynn cursed loudly and shot his pistol repeatedly, fighting for his life. Rapunzel was shooting at the zombies coming down the dark alleyway they just ran through.
I'm going to die.