Authors Note: Hello, my lovelies. So if you like Zombies, and you like Bensaro.. this is for you. Today it's my honor to present to you the first part of..
World War: Bensaro.
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Sidenote: In this fiction Zara is going to be 4, but everybody else is the same age, K?
Oh and this will be a Bensaro fic! Should I continue?
Chapter 1: Run or Die.
"This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door."
― Amanda Hocking.
Olivia's POV:
When it started Olivia was on the floor playing with Zara. Nick had wanted to take Maria out for a special evening, and she had been enlisted as a last minute babysitter. Not that she had minded.
"Oh, yes, Barbie. That dress looks very pretty," Olivia said in a ridiculously girly voice. Zara giggled and spun her barbie around in little twirls.
That's when the lights had started to dim. She hadn't really thought much of it, opting to ignore it and concentrate on the adorable little girl in front of her.
"Livvy, tired of playing, watch movies?" Zara asked, her little body squirming excitedly.
"Of course, baby girl," Olivia said enthusiastically, her knees were really starting to hurt in this position. As she got up, her eyes immediately wandered to the table on which she'd set her firearm. Olivia was a cautious person, she wanted to make sure Zara couldn't reach it.
Zara had already hopped up on the couch, and was trying her best to flick through the channels. Olivia grinned at the beyond cute sight in front of her, and took her place next to Zara.
"What do you wanna watch, cutie pie?" Olivia asked, running her fingers through the little girls soft curls.
"Movie with yellow square, Livvy!" the little girl said happily, looking up at her expectantly.
Movie with the yellow square? Olivia was confused, but she doubted she could get more detail out of the little girl.
"You know, square and pink starfish!" Zara explained further.
"Oh, you mean Sponge bob, baby," Olivia chuckled, taking the remote from the girl's hands and flicking it over to the appropriate channel.
As soon as the shows song started playing, Zara lost all interest in her, instead focusing on the large t.v. Pulling her phone out she checked for anything new, she had one text from Nick.
Nick: How's it going with my devil?
She smiled at his message, and responded with some good news for him. She's fine, we're fine. Watching cartoons.
Nick and Maria were bound to come home any minute now, it was getting late. Zara was an amazing little girl, but she could feel the exhaustion in her body. She had come straight over after work to babysit. So far it had been going good, she'd played with Zara, fixed her some macaroni, and now was watching cartoons.
Olivia tapped out of her messages, and entered the News app she had downloaded. She scrolled down the titles until one in particular caught her eye, it was posted two hours ago. "Hospital Patient attacks healthcare providers, believed to have rabies."
Rabies? It had been awhile since she'd heard that one. Shrugging she continued looking at her news feed, the rest of the titles were fairly normal. Zara began to loose her enthusiasm for Sponge bob, now she was dozing off, her little head kept falling over onto Olivia's lap.
Smiling, Olivia grabbed the remote and flicked the t.v off. It was past Zara's bedtime anyway. Just as she was about to pick the little girl up and take her to bed, there was a loud banging on the door, and on the side of the house?
Was Nick home already? Why didn't he just use his key?
Olivia got up from the couch and crossed over to the front door, looking out the peephole. There was something blocking the lens so she couldn't get a clear view out. Moving to the window, she parted the blinds and looked out.
On Nick's front lawn, was a crowd of people banging on the house, trying to get in. They looked sickly, some were foaming at the mouth, others just had a crazed look in their eye. On the street Olivia could see people running, and others chasing. What was going on?
Backing away from the window, Olivia grabbed her firearm off the table, making sure it was locked and loaded. An arm busted straight through the wooden door, and Olivia flinched, raising her gun in reflex. There were too many of them to take on, and she only had about a minute before they busted down the door completely. Sticking her gun in the holster on her hip, she grabbed Zara off the couch and held the sleeping girl in her arms.
It would take time that she didn't have to get to the backdoor, the closest room was Nick's bedroom. Lifting Zara's limp form higher on her hip, she jogged into the bedroom, quickly scanning it. It had a window. Setting Zara down on the bed, she rushed over and tried to get the window open. It was rusted down. Fuck!
She could hear the front door breaking down. She didn't have time to think, so she grabbed the lamp off Nick's bedside table and slammed it through the window, clearing the little pieces of glass out of the frame. God, this was insane. She heard a loud crash come from the living room, and then a loud groaning sound. They'd completely broken down the door. She stepped back and grabbed Zara's sleeping form off the bed, holding the little girl tight, and looking out the window. Nick's bedroom was on the first floor, but it was still raised, quite a big jump. There was no way she'd be able to just step out with Zara in her arms.
There was a heavy slamming on the bedroom door. She had to go for it, there was no way she could stay here. Olivia acted, covered Zara's head with one hand, and threw her body out the small window. She landed hard on her back, Zara on top of her.
"Olivia?" The little girl asked sleepily, her eyes starting to open. Olivia heard Nick's bedroom door bust through with a loud crack. Using all of her strength, Olivia pushed up off the ground, holding a groggy Zara tightly to her. She could see into Nick's bedroom from the window, people were swarming in, a few of them were headed for the window she had just busted out of.
Readjusting Zara, she took off at a sprint. She didn't know where she was going, she wasn't at all familiar with this neighborhood, but she knew she had to get Zara out of there. She had no time to be confused, this little girl was counting on her.
People were crowding the streets, some were screaming, others running. Then Olivia saw them, crazies. Just like the ones that had busted into Nick's house, they were everywhere. That's when she noticed the bodies, they were everywhere too. People were bleeding out on their own lawns, and...others were feasting on them. She could feel the bile rising in her throat. Oh god.
"Livia? Why are we outside?" Zara asked, rubbing her eyes. She couldn't let the little girl see this gruesome scene, so she put a hand on the back of Zara's head and tucked the girl's face into her neck.
"Shh. Go back to sleep, baby," Olivia whispered, jogging down the street. Zara didn't question her, she just laid her head back down. The chaos was growing around her, people were pushing past her, screaming. She knew Zara wanted to look, but Olivia kept a firm hand on the back of the girls head. God. People were chasing other people down, and tearing into their flesh.
She heard a loud moan from behind her. She'd been spotted. Olivia had to act fast, she saw a car that had been left on in a driveway. All she had to do was get to that car. Olivia ran for it, the thing behind her ran too. Thankfully her background as a detective gave her a slight advantage, and she ran as fast as she could. Zara finally raised her head, and let out a scream as she took in the chaos around them. That of course attracted the attention of the other lunatics, and more of them joined the chase.
Almost there. Zara was squirming in her arms, but Olivia just held on tighter and kept moving. She finally got to the car, it was some type of Subaru, had four doors, and looked to be relatively new. Olivia quickly threw open the drivers side door and stuffed Zara in.
"Passenger side, Zara, now!" Olivia yelled, climbing in after the girl. Thankfully Zara had listened, and was buckling her seat belt. Olivia locked the cars doors. The keys were in the ignition, and the car was already running. Olivia didn't even want to think about what had happened to the owner. The people that had been chasing them slammed into the side of the car, and Olivia jerked back, shifting the car into gear and backing out of the driveway. They hung onto the sides of the car, but Olivia just kept going, quickly turning the car onto the street.
"Olivia, I want daddy!" Zara cried from beside her.
"I know sweetheart, we're gonna see your daddy real soon," Olivia said in a soothing voice, trying to ignore the fact that she had live human beings hanging off the car that she had just stolen. She quickly pressed the breaks, and that sent most of them flying. She turned on her wipers, trying to get the blood off the windshield. Olivia quickly shifted the cars gears again, and spun around the corner. Looking in the rear view mirror she could see the insanity that she'd just escaped from.
People were lying in the street, some were running, there was so much blood. Olivia took her eyes away. She didn't want to think about how she'd just barley managed to get them out of there. What was going on? Then her mind flashed to Nick. Oh god, Nick. Taking one hand off the wheel, she dug into her pocket and retrieved her phone. She had one bar of good signal. Clicking Nick's name she held the phone up to her ear, and tried to calm her breathing.
"Olivia!" Nick answered, he sounded panicked. "Where are you? Is Zara okay?"
"Nick, she's fine. Don't go home, it's overrun. What's happening?" Olivia asked, trying to keep her voice calm for Zara's sake.
"Daddy!" the little girl cried from the passenger seat, suddenly cheering up.
"Oh thank god," Nick breathed. She could hear him reassuring Maria in the background. "Maria she's fine!"
"Nick what's going on?" she asked, trying to keep the car steady as she talked. Zara's crying had stopped, and now there was the occasional little hiccup or whimper.
"I don't know but it's real bad Liv, where are you?" Nick asked, he sounded so relived.
"Meet me-" the phone clicked. "Nick? Nick?" she repeated. Looking down at her screen her heart dropped. Signal Lost.