A Regular Outbreak
SEASON ONE: AMERICA'S DOWNFALL
Finally, welcome to another story. I've enjoyed this break from writing though I'm happy to be writing again.
Here's some things that will/won't be changing;
Since this is an outbreak story, there will be a Day Counter.
The Chapter structure will be similar to FAF.
The characters are not invincible and there will be no way to save someone who's been infected, so sorry guys, no exceptions.
Author's Notes will be at the end of the chapter.
Let's begin.
Episode One: Prologue
18th July, 2023, Early Morning, 2 Years after Gold Watch, 1 Month after Expert or Liar
Day 0
4 Years Later
"We shouldn't still be here." Rigby commented, while raking the leaves with his friend.
"I know right? How long's it been, five? Six years?" Mordecai rolled his eyes.
"I know!" Rigby exclaimed, tempted to just throw his rake down.
"Come on you two, keep going." A voice ordered.
"Whatever dude." Rigby ignored the voice.
"Rigby, what did we talk about?" The same voice asked, as the owner of the voice seemed to get closer.
"'Never disobey your superior', blah, blah, blah." Rigby mocked the voice.
"Don't make me do it." The voice stood beside Rigby.
"Lay off Mitch." Mordecai ordered, earning a glare from the male.
"Whatever, just get back to work." Mitch walked off. As soon as he got out of the two male's sights, the two males began to speak.
"How did Muscleman ever become the boss?" Rigby scoffed.
"Dunno." Mordecai shrugged, and continued to rake.
A lot has happened since Feathers and Fur, Benson lost his job and Mitch took his place, Micheal left Twin Peaks and is living in New York, Hi-Five Ghost and Muscleman became enemies instead of friends and HFG quit. Mordecai and Rigby haven't quit yet, because they didn't have any job to fall back on. Pops and Skips still work at the park though. Felix married a girl, who looked similar to Riley.
Back to the story, Mordecai and Rigby finished raking and walked back to the house, they both sat beside each other on the couch, with newspapers in both of the male's hands.
"Dude, did you find anything yet?" Mordecai asked, looking at the newspaper.
"No other job." Rigby answered, looking at his own newspaper.
"Oh! I found something." Rigby said, sitting more up-right and holding the newspaper tightly with his paws.
"What is it?" Mordecai asked, peering over the raccoon's shoulder.
"Translator." Rigby read.
"Nope." Mordecai shook his head.
"Game designer." Rigby read.
"Really? For what company?" Mordecai asked.
"EA." Rigby answered.
"Hell no, anyway, didn't they go bust last year?" Mordecai looked over at his friend.
"Yeah, they did. How old is this newspaper?" Rigby asked.
"Check the back." Mordecai glanced at Rigby's newspaper.
"4th of June 2022." Rigby threw the newspaper away, "figured, Mitch never checks the mail."
"Hey guys." Skips walked into the living room.
"Hey Skips." Rigby and Mordecai looked over the sofa.
"What's with the newspapers?" Skips asked, leaning on the back of the couch.
"We're looking for another job." Mordecai answered.
"I hear you." Skips nodded.
"Really?" Rigby looked surprised.
"I gotta admit, I miss the old Muscleman." Skips sighed.
"Same here." Mordecai and Rigby said at the same time.
"Where's Benson now?" Rigby asked.
"Well, apparently he got a job at the rival park." Skips answered.
"Good for him." Rigby nodded.
"I can't believe we actually miss him, eh?" Mordecai chuckled.
"I know." Skips rolled his eyes.
"I'm gonna go back to work, see you." Skips walked out.
"Cya Skips." Mordecai watched Skips walk out. "Wanna play some video…" Mordecai noticed Rigby dozing off on the couch. "…games…" Mordecai smiled. Mordecai smiled at his friend and sat beside him.
"'Night." Mordecai leant against Rigby's shoulder and dozed off.
That Evening
The house was quiet, Mordecai and Rigby were asleep on the couch, while Pops was out with Skips at the pub. Mordecai opened his eyes slightly and yawned. Suddenly, something smashed against the front window of the house. There was someone outside.
"Urgh…Muscleman probably got drunk again…" Mordecai rolled his eyes. Mordecai noticed his spouse laying across his lap, he cautiously moved Rigby off of him and stood up. He walked over to the window, and was startled when he noticed that it wasn't a person; it was a mutant.
"The hell?" Mordecai backed off. Suddenly, more of them were converging onto the porch.
"Oh dude…" Mordecai's eyes widened. The window suddenly broke open and the mutants began to enter the living room. Mordecai ran over to the couch and shook his friend.
"Rigby! Wake up dude!" Mordecai shouted, frantically. Rigby didn't budge.
"Rigby!" Mordecai punched his friend.
"Ow! What's your problem!?" Rigby shouted, waking up and rubbing his face.
"Sorry man." Mordecai apologized.
"So…what's the p- Oh shit!" Rigby looked over at the window.
"Come on! Let's get out of here!" Mordecai shouted, grabbing his friend's paw.
Mordecai and Rigby ran to the kitchen door, but suddenly noticed more of the mutants were already in there.
"Up the stairs!" Rigby directed. Mordecai and Rigby ran towards the staircase, frantically trying to escape the mutants pursuing them.
Mordecai and Rigby sprinted up the stairs, they needed to reach their destination; their room. They sped down the hallway and made it to the door.
"In!" Mordecai shouted, opening the door and letting his friend in first. Mordecai quickly ran inside and shut the door after him.
"What do we do!?" Rigby exclaimed, taking a few steps back from the door.
"Grab the bed! We'll put it in front of the door!" Mordecai directed. Mordecai and Rigby ran over to their bed and picked it up, a few seconds later, they sat it in front of their bedroom door and stood back.
Rigby was cowering in fear, they approached the door, he couldn't see through it, but he knew they were coming.
"What're we going to do?" Rigby asked his friend, standing beside him.
"For once…I don't know…" Mordecai sighed and grabbed Rigby's paw.
"Are…you giving up?" Rigby asked.
"It'll be painless right?" Mordecai asked.
"Dude, they've got teeth." Rigby noted. Mordecai glanced at the door, the hinges of the door were slowly coming off the frame.
"I'll protect you, don't worry." Rigby said.
"Oh no you don't, I'm protecting you." Mordecai looked down at his friend.
"Well…what should we do?" Rigby asked. Mordecai scanned the room.
"Is there anything we can fight with?" Mordecai asked.
"No dude…Benson made us remove all the 'weapons' from our room, after what happened to Pops." Rigby shook his head.
"Dude, can we…jump out the window?" Mordecai said, walking over to the window*. Rigby followed his friend and looked down.
"Dude…that's pretty high off the ground." Rigby noted.
"I can see that." Mordecai sighed.
"How many are out there?" Rigby asked, looking at the door.
"I don't know…dozens? Maybe hundreds? Who knows?" Mordecai sighed.
"Think dude! We're gonna die if you don't!" Rigby looked up at his friend, seeking guidance.
"We're gonna have to jump dude, there's no other way." Mordecai said, opening the window.
"You sure? It looks pretty high." Rigby jumped up onto the window sill.
"Don't worry, I'll go down first and I'll catch you." Mordecai said.
"Are you sure?" Rigby turned to his friend, who looked uncertain.
"Well…do you trust me?" Mordecai asked.
"Yes, with all my heart." Rigby replied, honestly.
"Then let me go first." Mordecai ordered. Rigby glanced at Mordecai, once again a worried look on his face.
"I thought so." Mordecai smiled at his friend and opened the window. Rigby watched his friend crawl through the window and onto the roof.
"Okay…" Mordecai muttered to himself, balancing himself. Mordecai looked around for somewhere to drop down, but there was nowhere safe, he'd break his legs if he jumped.
He scanned the roof and noticed a drainpipe leading to the ground. "No…" Mordecai muttered to himself, before going towards the front of the roof.
"I could jump down there…" Mordecai looked down.
"Nope." He said to himself. The whole front of the house was covered with the infected. Mordecai quickly went to the back of the roof and dropped down the drain pipe.
"Rigby!" Mordecai whispered loudly.
"Where are you?" Rigby whispered, just as loud as Mordecai. Mordecai came to the left side of the house and saw Rigby looking through the window.
"Go through it, I'll catch you!" Mordecai whispered, loudly.
Rigby pinched his nose. "I trust him…I trust him…" Rigby muttered to himself as he crawled through the window. Rigby looked down, he almost felt like puking. He never did like heights. Rigby looked down at his friend, he noticed Mordecai was ready to catch him. Rigby held onto the window, he closed his eyes, then he let go. A few seconds later, Mordecai caught his friend.
"Nice catch, now let's get out of here." Rigby said, congratulating his friend.
Mordecai ran off, with his friend in his hands.
"Where do we go?" Rigby asked.
"I don't know dude, look around!" Mordecai looked around him. It seemed the whole park was covered with mutants.
"Wait, isn't there a bomb shelter beside the house?" Rigby asked.
"Yes! There is!" Mordecai changed direction.
"There it is!" Rigby pointed. It was the bomb shelter. Mordecai put Rigby down and opened the door to the shelter. "In!" Mordecai shouted, watching the raccoon run into the bomb shelter.
"Shouldn't the door have been locked?" Rigby asked.
"I don't care, let's just shut ourselves in." Mordecai stepped into the bomb shelter and closed the door and locked it from the inside.
Mordecai walked further into the bomb shelter.
"Rigby? Where are you?" Mordecai called.
"I don't know!" Rigby shouted back.
"Let me find the lights." Mordecai felt the wall.
"There it is." Mordecai switched it on. Suddenly, he noticed Rigby was not by himself, HFG and Skips were in there aswell.
"Wow! You're alive!" Mordecai exclaimed.
"It's so good to see you guys." Rigby hugged them.
"We thought you guys were dead." HFG commented.
"Same here." Rigby nodded.
"Where's Muscleman?" Mordecai asked. There was silence.
"And Pops?" Rigby's head turned a little.
"They're both dead." HFG sighed.
"What!? How?" Mordecai exclaimed.
"We don't know, just after the house was attacked, I found Pops dead in front of Muscleman's trailer, then HFG found Muscleman dead in his trailer." Skips explained.
"This is so screwed up…" Rigby held his head.
"Calm down…" Mordecai comforted his friend.
"At least we got food in here." Mordecai commented, looking at the shelves.
"Yeah." Rigby sighed, "and power." Rigby shrugged. Suddenly, the power went out.
"Shit."
I thought it was a small, crappy chapter, but whatever. Review, Comment, Like and whatever, see you.
UPDATE: 28/05/2015: It's been a long time hasn't it? I was bored, so I'm going to hopefully be fixing all grammatical, spelling and any other error that this story had. And if some people who have already read it see this again, I hope they enjoy reading it for a second time.
R.S.M.