CHAPTER 1

This is my second fan fiction I am working on, it sets after the first movie of Zombieland, and can't wait to see if a Zombieland 2 comes out! I have heard rumors but you can never trust an outside source. Anyways, enjoy!

After the fight with Wichita, Columbus decided it was best to keep his distance. With the large group of zombies attacking them about 15 miles down from Pacific Playland they were left weak, low on ammo, and in a worse relationship than when they first met. Their car had taken a beating and had to be left behind if they wanted to survive the fight. Tallahassee kept close to Little Rock, most likely thinking of his own child being murdered by the devastation of the zombie apocalypse. They had planned to drive through Chicago, a likely place for a few tough Chicagoans to live the apocalypse, and maybe find an abandoned hotel to rest in, but the zombie rate would be too risky without their car, and their low ammo would put them in danger. Now, Columbus, Wichita, Little Rock, and Tallahassee headed down towards Indiana. They wouldn't be many zombies there, because of the low population rate and it would make a good rest place.

As they got down towards the border, the real devastation truly hit. The road was mostly rocks and dirt, the remainder pavement was cracked and the lines nearly all faded. Dead bodies plastered the road, and a few crashed cars. As they continued down the dirt road only a few zombies were found, "I've never felt bad for a zombie, but look at how skinny and weak they are." Wichita mumbled, behind her gun as she zeroed in on a zombie crawling towards her. "They are too hungry to even get on their feet!" Tallahassee said, loud enough to echo. With Wichita and Tallahassee up ahead killing the remainder zombies and checking the cars for possible zombies, it gave Columbus and Little Rock time to talk. "You know," Little Rock whispered," my sister hates you again." "Oh, yeah I know, I just don't know why," Columbus said, almost whispering into Little Rock's ear. "Because she's . . ." Little Rock stopped, "Are you too much of a wuss to even ask her yourself?" Little Rock yelled, as she caught up with her sister. Whoa, wondered Columbus, I must be in some deep trouble if Little Rock could get so upset about that. But as Columbus thought of it, he knew why she had gotten so upset. He started to walk towards Wichita. Without warning he heard a gunshot, closer than Wichita and Tallahassee. He felt a sharp pain and immediately fell to the ground by the impact. He looked down and seen a puddle of blood on the road next to him. His vision began to get blurry, but he heard Wichita rush towards him. "Stay back Tallahassee, my mom used to be a nurse, I think I remember some of her basic training. Little Rock, find some cloth or any plants you see that could be some help." As she pulled back part of his shirt she seen it had hit his chest. This is bad. "I don't see anyone around here that could have shot him!" Tallahassee yelled. "Columbus you're going to be ok," Wichita lied. She didn't know if he would, but she knew she secretly loved him and didn't know what she would do without him. "Wichita, can you answer truthfully to me?" Columbus said weakly. "Yes! Anything you want." "Are you what I think you are . . . are you. . . you . . ." Columbus whispered but it was too late, everything went black, and he could no longer see Wichita. "Yes," Wichita sobbed. "I am pregnant," was the last thing he heard before the world above him crumbled. She laid her head down on him in defeat. Had he slipped into coma or died? She was crying hard now. "Wichita you're hurting him!" Tallahassee said, as he kneeled beside her. Hurting him? thought Wichita. She felt his pulse. A steady beat, which was growing weaker and weaker. It's up to him to slip out of coma now. Nobody else can help him. "Little Rock he's alive!" Wichita screamed over her shoulder; but she was not there. Wichita knew what this meant. Now it was only her and Tallahassee to fight through the zombies. Even though Indiana was desolate at the moment, any loud sounds can drag all the starving zombies to them. Who knows if the two people can make it through that? Wichita is sure Little Rock will die. She doesn't care anymore, maybe she deserves it. What they don't know is that an army soldier was hiding behind a tree in the woods not far from Tallahassee and Wichita. He had shot Columbus and walked back into the woods. Wichita stood up and let Tallahassee pick up Columbus. She walked to a nearby car, which was beaten up horribly, and tried to start it up. Nothing; she tried all 3 cars, and finally one started up. She drove it out of the ditch. It was an old Chevy car, blue and beaten up. A large dent in the front, and a bumper that fallen off while she backed it out of the ditch, not the best choice but it was all they had for the time. It had about a half tank of gas. That should at least get them to a gas station. Wichita got out of the front seat, and let Tallahassee take the wheel. She walked to the back seat next to Columbus. All she could do it sit there and cry next to him as she watch him slowly die.

I hope you like Chapter 1! If you write a comment please be nice. Don't be a jerk if you think you're a better writer than me ok? Thanks! This was my first Zombieland story! Tell me what you think.