AN: I was inspired to write this by a story called "H2o: Just Add Water The End" but all the ideas are original except the zombies thing. The story includes most main characters from H2O! Please Review :)

Cleo Sertori squinted in the bright sunlight of her bedroom. Why was she waking up this late? She was supposed to be at the Marine Park at eight for her morning shift.

She glanced over at her clock and found the answer: the power was out. Her alarm never went off.

Cleo took her brown hair out of its braids, letting her hair fall in light waves. She pulled on a pair of shorts and a tight pink polo shirt and ran down the stairs.

"I'm late!" She yelled to her father and Sam, grabbing a banana to eat on the way to the park. She was about to open the door when her dad pulled her back.

"Cleo, I don't want you going outside." He said sternly. "There are an awful lot of hooligans about…I think one of them might've cut the power."

Cleo rolled her eyes and looked out the window. There were a lot of people around. They didn't seem to be going anywhere, just aimlessly dragging themselves up and down the street.

"Don't they look funny, darling?" Sam asked, also looking out the window. "Some of them are limping…and it's terrible hot outside."

Cleo looked more closely. "I don't think they're hooligans either, dad. Some of them look old. That old man is injured!" she gasped. "Do you think we should help them?"

Mr. Sertori shook his head slowly. "I don't know what to make of this. There's something funny going on."

There was silence as the three of them stared out the window. In the distance, they heard screams. Suddenly the people walking about started running, like they were chasing something.

"DAD!" Cleo heard her sister, Kim, shout from her room upstairs. "There are people outside my window!"

Kim's screams had caused some of the people outside to come towards the house. Cleo got a better look at them. Even the normally dark-skinned people looked deathly pale, and many had cuts or bruises on them. A little girl looked particularly horrible. Her shirt was ripped, and she had what could only be described as bite marks on her arms. The little girl pressed herself right up against the window.

Mr. Sertori went to get Kim. Sam locked the door. Cleo grabbed some food, water bottles, and blankets. There was definitely something wrong.

"We are going in the basement." Her father said. He grabbed a few things—car keys, the keys to his boats, and a portable radio. Cleo loaded Kim and Sam's arms up with supplies as well and they headed for the basement.

When the door was shut they could no longer hear the sound of the people hitting themselves against their house.

The family tried to get comfortable on the couches downstairs, but they were too worried. What was going on? Why did that little girl have bite marks? It was something out of a horror movie.

Mr. Sertori started fiddling with the radio he brought. Thankfully, it was battery operated.

"—are not sure what to do at this time." The station was in the middle of a broadcast. Cleo listened closely for answers. None of what she heard made sense. Luckily, the broadcast was on repeat. After a few minutes the radio played the message over.

"A disease has rapidly spread through much of Australia. The dead appear to be coming back to life. Officials have stated that nearly one-fifth of the population has been infected." Cleo gasped.

"What about Lewis? What about Rikki and Bella? We have to go find them!" she exclaimed.

"Shhh…" Sam said soothingly. "It'll be all right. The government will handle this in a few days."

Cleo tried to focus on the radio instead of on the thought of her friends being infected. Kim was nearly hyperventilating.

"It is suggested that you board up your windows and don't go outside. Treat this like a tornado drill. Gather supplies for at least a few days and don't draw attention to yourself. Big cities are especially dangerous." The calm, almost robotic voice said. The broadcast started to repeat itself again, and Mr. Sertori turned it off.

"We need to conserve the battery." He explained.

The family fell into silence and anxiety. Cleo bit her nails ragged. What would happen to them now? Was this really just a small outbreak, or was this the end?

AN: Don't forget to review! I will most likely post a new chapter once a week or sooner. Next up we will find out what Rikki's up to...