(This is going to be a collab FF with my friend who, unfortunately, doesn't have an account yet XD It's gonna be an Outsiders Horror, and there shall be no mercy. I know, I know, it pains me inside as well! *Clings to the Greasers* I'm sorry guys! *Weepweeptearweep* But anyway, the show must go on. It might get pretty gory and scary, and there will be several POVs. This will /not/ be cheesy. I WILL UPDATE FREQUENTLY! R&R. Reviews make the story and give inspiration. 3)

The Dead Arise
Chapter One: Movie Night

Third Person POV

"Hey, Johnny, do you wanna go see a movie with me?" Ponyboy asked Johnny, gracefully kicking it up next to him on the couch. "I heard Paul Newman had a new movie out." Johnny chuckled a bit. "You have an unhealthy obsession with that man, Pony… It's starting to rub off on me," he joked. They both shared a laugh. "Tonight, then?" Pony asked again. "Sure," Johnny nodded.

Two-Bit plopped over next to them, swinging an arm around Johnny. "Hey, don't leave Mr. Matthews outta this deal! I wanna go lookin' fer some action!" Johnny looked over at Pony, who nodded. "Alright, Two-Bit… Just don't get us into anything or Darry'll skin ya." Two-Bit took an offended look and clasped his hand over his heart. "Oh! Since when have I ever been a threat to your well-being, Pony? I love you too much to let that happen!" He threw an over-exaggerated, loving hug to Pony who struggled to get the drunkard off while laughing.

After a long, laugh filled, wise-crackin' walk to the movies, they slipped in quite illegally. Two-Bit looked around and saw but a handful of people there. He shrugged. "Hey guys," he caught the younger Greasers' attention, "seems like there's a lot of seats open. Wanna go grab somethin' from the concession stand?" The younger Greasers exchanged looks and shrugged. "Okay," was their response.

The Mickey lover lead them over to go get Cokes and popcorn, the traditional snacks eaten at movies. While Johnny and Pony were picking out their choice of whatever, Two-Bit looked in a bored trance around until he saw a teenage girl curled up in a chair, hugging herself.

He walked over to her.

"Hey, what's wrong, Honey?"

"…"

"C'mon, talk to me." He got down on one knee to be eye level with her. She looked something awful, rather un-bathed and skin that appeared to be…Rotting?

Two-Bit shrugged it off.

"Hey…" He tried again.

He reached for her.

She hissed and lunged, piercing his hand's flesh with her decaying teeth as pain radiated from that area.