Author's Note: Hi.
WARNINGS: lots of OOCness, AU stuff, bad run on sentences, bad writing, perhaps inconsistent tenses (oops) and a slow explanation of things that will slowly make sense (or maybe they won't). Romance is not the emphasis of this story, so turn back now if you expect like lovey dovey stuff. People might die, zombies will die... this story might die (i'm bad at consistently writing, sorry). I'm gonna refrain from using curse words in the story so every time you see "freaking" just pretend it's the other word. There could be Faberry friendship/romance (romance is not my strong point in writing). Quinn is going to be the main character because i'm bias and she's my fav. Sit down, I'm not finished.
BACKGROUND INFO: babygate never happened, and it's sometime during Season 1 but not really because I don't remember/know much of Season 1. Rachel and Finn are dating, Quinn is single and Puck is still the biggest french whore of them all. Sam isn't here (just like season 3). Sectionals might've happened, Regionals could've happened but it doesn't matter because the world is ending. Also, angels (i'm kidding). But reallly, I've tweaked Quinn's background a bit (a lot). Bear with me as I make up information, just because I can. Things might be wrong, but I assure you I know and I don't care.
There won't be singing because i'm bad at finding lyrics that would work.
I apologize for any spelling mistakes/errors because despite my OCD of trying to make sure it's all correct a few could've sneaked through, like ninjas.
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The constant blaring of the emergency horns is starting to grate on Quinn's nerves as she continues to shove her way through the crowd, eyes moving left and right as she tries to spot a glimpse of a familiar brunette or tall blond somewhere in the masses. It's hard though, because she's the only one moving in the opposite direction of everyone else and people keep getting in her way and she's this close to stomping on the foot of the next person that runs into her but instead she sidesteps them and keeps pushing forward. She does, however, let her Cheerios bag 'accidentally' swing into the back of the person she has dodged and if she hadn't been pressed for time she would've at least allowed a smirk to grace her lips.
But there's no time for that and there's an announcement that in ten minutes they're going to start boarding everyone, starting with the disabled and small children with their parents and then the rest and Quinn is annoyed as she glances down at her phone to see if Santana or Brittany have contacted her at all.
They haven't.
She angrily grits her teeth as someone shoves her and she stumbles to the side and would have fallen if not for a pair of strong arms steadying her.
"Thanks," she mutters and pushes off their hands because time is being wasted.
"Hey girl, where's the fire?" a familiar voice asks her before she can step back into the crowd.
Quinn blinks at the ironic statement considering their situation and then turns her attention back to the group of people she had run into.
Mercedes is looking at her expectantly while Kurt has half his attention on her and half on the crowd as he seems to be searching for someone (Quinn figures it's Finn because he's not there) and Tina, Matt, Artie and Mike are looking at her as well.
"Oh," Quinn says and Mercedes has to stop from rolling her eyes. "Have you seen Santana or Brittany?" Quinn asks instead.
Mercedes shrugs her shoulders and looks over to Kurt who shakes his head absently as his eyes continue to scan the crowd. Quinn looks over to the other four, wondering if they knew and they all shake their heads except Tina, who opens her mouth but then shuts it close when the cheerleader turns her attention onto the Asian girl.
"Tina? Have you seen them?" Quinn asks, barely managing to keep the irritation out of her voice because she knows she shouldn't shoot the messenger.
"Y-yes," the goth girl manages to stutter out and Quinn's this close to snapping at her and Tina knows this and manages to squeak out an answer.
"They w-were by the c-check in, earlier. B-but, I'm not s-sure if they're s-still there...!"
"Thanks," Quinn nods curtly and steps toward the crowd once more.
"Wait!" a high voice calls out to her and impatiently she stops and turns back around. "Have you seen Finn? Or Puck? They went looking for Rachel," Kurt asks and Quinn shakes her head.
"No, I haven't seen them," and Kurt looks so disappointed that Quinn hesitates. "If I do, I'll tell them where to look for you guys," she states before she barrels through the crowd and disappears.
The others watch as she leaves and Kurt sighs before Mercedes places a hand on his shoulder and he gives her a smile.
As Quinn continues to make her way towards her destination, she wonders briefly where a certain short brunette has vanished to.
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Rachel tries, for the tenth time (and she knows this because she has counted) to push open the dumpster lid, hoping that somehow through her efforts that whatever is impeding her escape has somehow disappeared in the last minute and she can finally crawl out of her impromptu jail and make it to the evacuation site before time runs out.
Nothing happens however, even as she slams the flat of her palms against the lid and shoves with all her might.
She sighs and tries to call for help once more. She can only hear the sirens in the distance and knows that the chances of her being rescued are slim. The most disheartening thing though, is the fact that she knows her bag is just outside and inside that is her phone that has been ringing every other minute. It is most likely Finn, trying to locate her because she had not been at their established meeting point.
Rachel swipes at the frustrated tears that have gathered in her eyes with her sweater as she hears her ring tone reverberate through the metal canister once more.
She really wishes that she could actually defy gravity at this moment.
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Quinn finally reaches the edge of the crowd and lo and behold, there are the other two cheerios that she has been searching for. Like Quinn, they are still in their cheer leading uniforms due to the time restraints and she sees their Cheerios bags on the floor besides them. Brittany has a big, brown fluffy looking thing in her arms, and similarly there's something white in Santana's.
She can see that Santana is arguing with the check-in guard and Quinn figures it has to do with whatever both girls are holding. She notices that they're the only ones still in the area; everyone else is most likely awaiting boarding instructions. As she steps closer, she sees that Brittany has her cat, Lord Tubbington in her grip and she guesses that Santana is carrying her other cat, Charity.
Quinn sighs because she knows that this is not going to end well. What she hears when she finally steps within range confirms this.
"…..miss, but pets are not allowed on the—" the guard states before Santana is snarling and starts spouting off colorful words in Spanish.
Brittany is frowning and holds Lord Tubbington closer to her. "They're not pets. They're a part of the family," the blonde states and Santana is nodding and gesturing to the blonde even as the white cat in her hands squirms to escape.
"See! They're a part of the goddamn family! So if you'd kindly step aside, then we can all be on our merry freaking way!" the brunette snaps at the poor guy and he's shaking his head.
Quinn's pretty sure the only thing stopping Santana from decking him is the large military rifle in his grip and she decides to step in before the situation escalates and they end up being banned from escaping altogether. Or worse, the guy ends up shooting them just because he can.
"S!" she calls out to them as she moves closer and three sets of eyes are looking at her and Quinn has the sudden urge to duck her head but instead quickens her stride and in a few more steps she's standing right beside them.
"Sorry about my friend," Quinn smiles politely to the guard who looks warily at all three teenagers but the shorter blonde ignores him and pulls Santana to the side.
"What are you doing?" she hisses. "They're starting to board the stupid buses by now!"
Santana glances over to Brittany who is now trying to convince the guard to pet Lord Tubbington in hopes that he will be charmed by the cat. The brunette leans closer to Quinn.
"They won't let Brittany take her cats on board," she explains quietly and Quinn glances at the white cat that Santana is manhandling. She's about to tell Santana to just dump them, but a glare from the other girl silences her response and Quinn frowns.
"Why didn't you just sneak them in?" Quinn asks instead and this time Santana sighs.
"We did, but halfway Britt accidentally let it slip that she had the cats in her bag and yeah..." She shakes her head in frustration because they had been so close. "Anyways, B won't leave her cats. And if she stays, I stay," Santana concludes and Quinn sighs because she knows that unless pets are suddenly allowed, the two cheerleaders are definitely staying.
Quinn glances over to Brittany who is now flirting with the guard and she knows she might have to use her connections to get her friends and the cats on board, but before she can say anything a familiar voice catches their attention and then Finn and Puck are there, out of breath and slightly sweaty and Quinn crinkles her nose in disgust.
"H-Hey," Finn breathes out before taking a deep gulp of air. "Have you guys seen Rachel?"
"Unfortunately, and I still can't erase the sight from my mind," Santana says sarcastically and Finn doesn't look amused and even Puck is frowning.
"We've been looking everywhere for her—she wasn't where we were supposed to meet up and she's not picking up her phone. We think something happened to her," Puck explains.
"Well, me and Britt have been here for a while now, and no, we haven't seen hide nor hair of the dwarf."
"Quinn?" Finn asks his ex-girlfriend hopefully and she shakes her head.
"No…I saw Mercedes and everyone else earlier but no Ru—Rachel. Kurt mentioned you two were looking for her though," Quinn responds, feeling slightly anxious for the missing singer. "Maybe she went ahead?"
"No, she was the one who told us where to meet. If she changed her mind we would've known hours ago," Finn says as he shakes his head in frustration. It just didn't seem like something Rachel would do.
"Dammit!" Puck curses.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt your little reunion here, but they're loading the rest of the passengers now," the guard informs them as he points a thumb behind him. "If you guys don't leave now, they'll leave without you."
Quinn frowns, because she knows that she'll be able to smuggle the two cats on board but delaying the whole evacuation is a whole different story.
"Yeah, well, I'm not going," Finn states almost immediately. "Rachel's out there somewhere—and I-I can't just leave my girlfriend out there all alone."
"I got your back, man," Puck slaps his hand on Finn's shoulder and Quinn wants to roll her eyes at them.
"Yeah, count me and Britts out too," Santana does roll her eyes but then smiles at the taller blonde who is now kneeling down and petting Lord Tubbington.
"See, Lord Tubbington, Charity, mommy's not going to leave you two all by yourselves…"
Quinn feels questioning stares on her and she sighs. She knows she's going to regret it, but if they all want a chance to survive she would be their best bet (even if they didn't know it yet).
"Whatever," Quinn states as she frowns once more. "I could care less about you two losers," she says while nodding to Finn and Puck, "and Berry, but, if S and B stay, I'm staying too."
Santana looks at her with what seems like gratitude in her eyes and Quinn shrugs it off because Quinn doesn't like to dwell on those kinds of emotions.
"So, does this mean you'll help us look for Rachel?" Finn asks hopefully and Santana has a sarcastic response ready but another voice interrupts them.
"Finn!"
They all turn and watch as the tall, lanky form of Kurt runs toward them.
"Kurt? Hey, what's wr—"
"It's Rachel!" Kurt wheezes out as he pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket and starts dabbing at his forehead. "We overheard some of the jocks talking earlier," and he struggles to catch his breath even as Finn grabs him by the shoulders.
"Where is she?" he demands and Kurt looks affronted but manages to steady his breathing before replying.
"They threw her into one of the dumpsters—behind the school," he informs them and then Finn is sprinting into the direction of McKinley High with Puck right behind him.
"Wait! Finn! They're boarding now!" Kurt yells out to their retreating forms but the two football players don't stop.
"God," Santana groans and she shifts her arms but still keeps a steady grip on the white cat that has long since stopped struggling. In fact it even seems content. "I guess we should follow them?" she asks irritably because the thought of having to survive the apocalypse with Rachel Berry would have annoyed anyone.
"Come on, B," Santana says in a nicer tone to the taller blonde before she moves to grab her bag and Brittany's off the floor.
"I'll get that, S," Quinn offers and takes one of the duffel bags. It's surprisingly heavy. Santana nods to her in thanks and they start making their way towards their high school.
"Where are you ladies going? The shuttles are that way," Kurt gestures helplessly behind him and Quinn shakes her head.
"We're staying," she tells him as she shifts the bags to maintain a more comfortable grip. The contents clank and Quinn definitely knows that she's not carrying extra clothes. "They won't let B take her cats, and it's obvious that Finn, Puck and Rachel won't make it back in time," she explains. She notices that the guard is looking at them so she shoots him a glare and he shrugs and starts heading towards the boarding area.
"Wait, what? Are you all ma—"
"You should go, Kurt, or else you'll be stuck here too," Quinn tells him softly before heading over to where Santana is looking at her impatiently. Brittany gives her a smile and then they're walking, side by side as they start taking the safe route that will lead them to McKinley High.
Kurt watches them walk away.
Finally, he pulls out his phone from his pocket and types out a message to Mercedes. He's glad that the messaging system is still intact even if the phone lines are now for emergency use only.
"Wait!" he yells out suddenly and the cheerleaders are still within hearing distance and they all turn, almost like a unit and Kurt reminds himself that these people are now his friends and not his tormentors.
"I'm coming too!" he shouts out and jogs after them.
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'Something came up. Go on without us. We'll catch up later.'
Mercedes stares blankly at the message that Kurt has sent her and she's frowning even as people start walking around her because she's holding up the line. The doors to the buses will be closing soon but that still doesn't uproot her from her spot.
'Take care of my LV bag for me, I'll pick it up when I see you again.
You're welcomed to use the moisturizer I have inside. It'll do wonders for your skin.'
"Mercedes?" Matt had noticed the girl missing and had urged the others on before he had backtracked and had found her staring at her phone. "What's wrong?"
"It's Kurt… and Finn and them," she answers slowly, as if not believing what she was reading.
"They're not coming back."
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