Running
Hey everyone I had a great idea about zombies and the movie 28 weeks later and made it into a new fanfic before it left my mind. Hopefully it will become kinda like my story Rose Garden. I made this an interesting pairing of Neopolitan and Russell I call the new ship BurntRust lol and maybe I might add AOT characters here and there. Anyways warning to those who are sensitive. This story contains: Zombies, blood, gore, "colorful" language, smut and everything you could think of tehe. Anyways no flames and please comment. I need motivation like any other author here :p anyways enough of me enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY, along with any products or songs mentioned.
Chapter 1: Sharing a Birthday
The night sky was crystal clear ,only the shining stars were out along with a gloriously full moon at its peak. It was the middle of a chilly autumn night. The great royal city of Atlas bustled with great speed of non stop traffic and loud noises heavy with half the population of people out getting drunk and partying while the other half were happy little families watching TV or sad loners going to bed early with heavy disdain of there miserable lives.
Neopolitan Wickham lay in her queen sized bed with her sleeping black cat Zona, curled up in the silky blue blankets crying her heterochromia pink and brown eyes out for a few hours now. It was her twenty forth birthday and none of her so called "friends"said a word or text to acknowledge it. Especially because everyone knew the little lady had no family members left in life except for her small group of "friends" who usually made it a point to at least call to say happy birthday, but never hung out unless it was an emergency.
The thoughts of being a social out cast made her feel very depressed and unloved, yes she could be a pain in the ass sometimes but no one ever forgot her birthday. Neo was just really hurt more then anything, the little lady desperately wanted to find someone, anyone to be a true friend. She was always a loner most of the time and wanted much more in life then just work and home.
A few extra hours passed of sobbing violently to get every last bitter feeling out of mind, The little lady looked at her clock and it was two in the morning. Sounds of screaming and music could be heard next door. Another fucking party she wasn't invited too, Neo thought growling under her breath, rising up from the cozy cocoon of warm blankets, leaving the small room to use the bathroom in the hallway. Then Neo trotted off to the kitchen to grab a tub of her favorite ice cream from the freezer and a heavy beer bottle from the fridge. Walking to the living room the little lady plopped down on the cold black leather love set stuffing her face with the frozen treat and chucking down the alcoholic beverage crying again not caring if she was going to regret it in the morning.
Taking a swig of the beer Neo turned on the Flat screen tv with the remote. The little lady began Flipping through the channels until she found a good raunchy comedy movie on Fox. Neo didn't even laugh with the same bored expression plastering her face. Getting tired of the movie Neo flipped through the channels finally putting it on CNN news. She hadn't watched the news in the past few weeks due to the new job as a security guard for a bank. It made good money to keep the apartment and too keep up on cable and electricity bills.
"What the fuck is this shit?" Neo thought to herself spitting the beer out all over the pink cotton nightgown she was wearing as her eyes grew big like a deer in head lights. The news showed footage of crazed mobs of what looked like frightened civilians running in an unusual fashion with buildings on fire, all around Haven square which was an hour away from Atlas. At the bottom of the screen was the title "Virus out break: dead walking again".There was Footage of the governor giving an emergency address in the corner of the screen his voice shaking with fright. "We advise all citizens to stay in doors repeat we advise all Civilians to stay in doors. Lock all doors and barricade all windows. Anyone outside must take shelter immediately where it is safe. Any persons bitten must be..."
The Power cut the rest of the speech when the tv and lights went off. Neo let all the information and images sink in with the darkness of the living room making it worse. Without warning her stomach felt like burning itself and the all to familiar feeling of uncomfortable warmth filled her throat as she dashed swiftly for the bathroom bumping into stuff in the dark. Landing in front of the toilet the little lady pitifully vomited all the contents in her stomach. Relief flowed unnaturally with everything coming out of Neos upset stomach. But anxiety of the new information and questions upon more questions soon replaced it.
There was no damn way the little lady was going to go to work in the morning. Not with the world going to hell in a hand basket before Neos very eyes. It was like her childhood of watching dawn of the dead and so many other corny zombie horror movies were becoming a disturbing reality. Neo could only guess what was happening in the city but didn't even want to know the details of what was going on beyond the safety of the apartment walls. If Neo would have known in advance, she would have made multiple stops at hardware stores and the market to become a doomsday preper ASAP. So much for having a good twenty forth birthday when you have to share it with a zombie virus outbreak.
Coming out of the crazy mess of thoughts in her mind, Neo got up off the cold bathroom Floor and flushed the toilet. Fatigue and a massive headache over took the little lady as she made it into the kitchen to find a lighter and a box of new untouched matches, wasting no time lighting four chunky pink candles from the table centerpiece. Looking at flames flickering for a second Neo thought it would be a ridiculous and stupid idea to leave the apartment in the half intoxicated state she was in. But like any crazy person the little lady ignored that part of the mind thinking it would be a good idea to see what was really going on or if the out break even reached Atlas yet.
Walking over to the coffee table Neo grabbed the empty beer bottle and the large ten inch illegal pocket knife in the kitchen junk drawer. Silently she made it to the front door looking through the peephole for a few good minutes. Nothing was out of the ordinary to the little ladies relief not one person was out and about at this ungodly hour.
Opening the door Neo took the bold steps out of her apartment leaving the door ajar just in case if she saw something and needed to go running back in. Tip toeing Neo went through the empty out door hall, still nothing was there.
Getting even braver she walked down the stairs onto the third floor. Looking into the next hall she finally found someone.
That was when she looked into the short distance and saw a little girl shuffling into a random apartment door brainlessly not even bothering to open the door with the nob provided. The only sound she made was an occasional moan or air being sucked in greedily with no breathes out. Neo felt pity for the child wanting to help out thinking of no danger in the helpless situation.
"Hey. Um honey are you lost? Do you need help finding your parents?" Neo cooed getting closer to the child noticing blood on the girls hair and feet. She still couldn't get a glimpse of her face properly.
The girl heard Neos soft barley Autoable voice turning around from the door, she was not human but a filthy zombie, it had squinty white and clouded lifeless eyes, mouth full of dripping red blood and organs all over its pretty face and clothing and teeth that were black and decaying made the image worse to look at. A sickly blood curdling sudsy sound came out of the zombies mouth when it heard Neo and inched towards her with an unwavering speed.
A Nasty rotten smell filled The little ladies nose as she was flabbergasted and unable to move from her spot. In one swift movement the young zombie grabbed Neo pulling her to the floor with a great amount of force that wasn't normal for an average child to begin with and sinking its nasty black teeth into her exposed screamed her head off the moment the vile teeth pierced through her pale flash as her warm precious blood squirted out of her being. Gasping at the pain and reality of it all the little lady gained her composure and smashed the beer bottle into the zombies head and stabbing it multiple times with the pocket knife into its skull killing it instantly.
Shivering and convulsing Neo pushed the dead zombie away from her and pocketed the knife. She was in a lot of pain from the nasty bite and thought she would have turned into a flesh eating zombie already. After a good agonizing hour of suffering on the concrete floor of the empty hallway Neo pulled herself to the nearest door banging on it helplessly. "Please...please... Help me..." She said under labored breathing. Thinking that nobody would answer her pleas and that she was good as dead. The little lady let the thoughts of death ease her mind. After all no one would give a shit if she died or not. She finally gave up letting her miserable life pass before her heterochromia eyes. Things started to grow fuzzy in her mind while her ears rang. Then she saw a blurry silhouette of the door opening and light pouring out of it like heaven finally opening its glorious gates. One fuzzy looking angel with a light green Mohawk looked down at her for a second as she smiled up at the being thinking it was finally the end and then everything went dark.
-Waking up-
Neo regained consciousness to her surprise and bewilderment. The little lady honestly thought she was dead and reanimated. A massive headache was coming on making her grown lowly. Soft silky blankets soothed the little lady some, thinking she was at home snuggled up in her room next to Zona. Until all the horrible memories of the zombie and getting bitten started to flood her drowsy mind.
Gasping and panting Neo forced her eyes open and realized she sure as hell wasn't in her apartment at the first thing she remembered and checked on was the bite mark on her shoulder as it started to painfully throb as she noticed it was neatly patched up with white bandages. The second thing she noticed was that room she was in was small and a ghastly shade of light green, even the blankets covering her form were the same color. Trying to get up in fear she quickly figured out she couldn't, her small wrists and ankles were tied to the bed with para cord to her horror.
Then lastly Neo heard the sound of light masculine snoring comingfrom the right side of the bed on the floor. Peering over as best as the restraints let her, the little lady gasped again. A young handsome man was curled up asleep on top of a red sleeping beg in just his plaid baggy boxers and a black t-shirt, with his messy green Mohawk all over the pillow and skin paler then the moon. He whispered incoherent words and curled in on himself shivering.
In an odd way Neo felt comfortable knowing she wasn't completely alone but at the same time she didn't trust who ever this man was especially because she was tied down to this mans bed like an animal or sex toy. Pushing vile thoughts of what his true intentions of keeping her were, Neo forced herself to go back to sleep and deal with it when she had the energy to fight.
Hehe what will happen when she wakes up again? Until next chapter my lovelies.