Haven't been updating in a while, this idea just came to me and begs me to write about it.

Now read on, and please, review


Hiccup lay motionless on the concrete floor, still snoring loudly. The abandoned store is now oozing a foul stench, some from the rotting food at the corner and some from the sweaty shirt Hiccup wore.

He rolled to his back, there is no more air conditioning since the electricity went out. And that was about, what, two weeks? Months? His consciousness was coming back, his sleep was interrupted by one annoying fly that buzzed near his ear.

He opened his eyelids slowly, looking at the dark ceiling. His head was now thinking about the heat, slowly reaching to his inner core. The dirty cardboard where he slept was beginning to absorb some of his sweat, there was two on the floor, enough for two people.

The only source of light was there from the glass door that Hiccup himself had sealed up with planks of wood, he observed the room left and right, looking for nothing in particular.

Hiccup stood up, grunted as he saw his armpits was now flooding with sweat. He slowly reached to his plastic bottle on the shelves which contained half amount of water in it, as his throat was humid again he could do the same routine he was doing for the past month.

On the floor next to him was a gun, a revolver with 6 bullets in it. Hiccup never had trouble dealing with Walkers when he carried that butterfly knife of his, the revolver was for emergencies only and everyday he kept telling himself that.

There was a knock on the glass door, a rhythmical knocks. But Hiccup had to make sure, he had already pointed the revolver at the door.

"Hiccup! You in there? It's me!" The female voice said softly, realizing who it was Hiccup hurried to the door.

Once he unlocked the door, he slid it open. The sun reflects the blonde hair upon the girl, Astrid hurried herself inside as Hiccup pushed it closed again. Astrid and Hiccup had lived together for days, together they had survived in the harshest ways.

"Thanks…" She said, Astrid threw her backpack to the nearest desk and unloaded the contents "I've got more than usual, enough to get us for a few weeks. And this thing…"

She pulled out a necklace, carved diamond on the outside. "Pretty neat, huh? Its free compared to the old days." Astrid said in fascination towards Hiccup.

"What else did you get?" Hiccup said suddenly, almost threateningly.

Astrid looked alarmed. "Don't look at me like that. It doesn't waste any space in the bag."

"What else did you get, Astrid?" Hiccup said suspiciously.

"Nothing!" She replied angrily, still holding the necklace. "Look, I know about the rule, okay? It's just a necklace Hiccup, I didn't have much time when four Walkers are closing in on me."

Hiccup's anger faded, he put the revolver back in place. Since everything had gone to the dogs, it was clear to him that survival was most important. Whether it's backpack space or something like that.

"Any news lately?" Hiccup said, changing the topic.

Astrid fell silent, she seemed to be looking for a way to say it. "I think we better leave town, Hiccup…"

"What? Why?" Hiccup raised his eyebrow.

"There was a herd, a lot of Walkers coming this way." Astrid scratched the back of her hand. "I saw them, from the office building window. There was just so many of them, even I could hear the moaning."

Hiccup looked alarmed. "What?! Did they saw you? Did they followed you?"

"No! I- Look, they won't find us unless they see us. We should leave while we still can!" Astrid said.

Hiccup was distressed, hearing the news to come up so suddenly was one thing, but a herd of Walkers coming to town?

"You should've told me earlier!" Hiccup snapped.

"I-I know! It's just that we-" Astrid's voice trailed away suddenly. Silence fell between them, letting in other voices from outside the convenience store.

Hiccup felt his heart race, he ran to the gap on the planks and observed the streets outside. Blurry as it was, he could still hear distant moaning and choking. As well as silhouettes of many, many limping dead humans.

"GAH!" Hiccup jumped backwards with his heart hammering fast, a Walker had appeared in front of him. Astrid quickly catch him before he fell, there were banging and scratching on the window. The sunlight were beginning to disappear as more and more Walkers began to press on it, too many Walkers.

Hiccup took a few steps backwards, heart still beating fast. "To the back door Astrid, pack as many food as you can find. We need to get out of here, NOW!"

Astrid gave no reply, she intensely stare at the multiple Walkers piling up against the window.

"ASTRID!" Hiccup shouted, his voice hurt from the lack of water washing his throat. Wasting no time, he grabbed his backpack and began filling in everything he could reach.

Astrid's response almost at once at Hiccup's shout, she too began to fill her backpack with food and water that was left. But her breathing was unsteady and fast, unknowing to her that her condition was kicking up again.

Her hands paused mid zipping of the backpack, she clenched her fist towards her chest and reminded herself that the weak never survives. Not in the world she lived in, she needs to be strong.

Hiccup took a quick glance at Astrid, who was breathing slowly through her mouth. His thoughts drifted away and was replaced by sudden fear when a crack was heard on the window, they both can't see where it was all because of the lack of sunlight blocked by Walkers.

The window was breaking very, very slowly. But they could hear it, and they knew it. Hiccup hurriedly puts on his jacket, while Astrid had hers in the first place.

"We need to get out of here, fast!" Hiccup said through gritted teeth, Astrid nodded in agreement. They both had their backpacks hanging off their backs, with the convenience store cleared they were ready to leave.


For some of you who had read this fanfic, I am very sorry for the months of hiatus because of the massive rewriting. For those who chose to read ROTBTFD from the start again, I am very thankful and very happy. To rewrite this fanfiction was a lot of work, and I could've known you had been dying to see who will die next.

The rules of this fanfiction:

a) You can choose who will and who wont die

b) You can give your opinions on how the story will go

c) You are allowed to critique, give suggestions, and review anything you'd like.

d) If you torch the reviews with bad words or something like that, it won't be my problem and will never be. If you are unsatisfied with this fic, you need to move on. I only write like plenty others on this site, to share our imagination with the world.

The rules still apply, and will be until this fic is finished.