To think it all started out like any other day. It only took 10 seconds for the school to explode into chaos. All those movies, all those video games, none of those could prepare me for what was ahead.
The bell rang which signaled the students to go to 6th period. I made my way through the crowd of students to my locker. I inserted the combo and opened the locker.
"*Sigh*, just a few more hours until school ends" I thought.
"Hey, look who it is!" a voice behind me said.
I knew that voice anywhere; I slowly turned around and saw that it was Mark Bish, captain of the football team with 2 others behind him. He pushed me against the lockers.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?" he said.
I ignored him as I always do I went to grab my books from my locker.
"Hey, I'm talkin to you!" he shouted. He shoved me again.
"Kick his ass Mark!" said one of Mark's friends. Mark paused and looked at my locket.
"What's that, It looks cool you don't mind if I take it."
Mark grabbed my locket and ripped it off. I just stood there while he took it. He opened it up and saw a picture of my parents and Helen (my ex-girlfriend). Mark laughed at it, his friends joined in. Assholes.
"Awwww, he misses his parents and his bitch." he laughed. He threw it onto the floor, the locket smacked off it. Mark and his friends laughed. I froze, staring at the locket.
"It's time to make them pay" a voice said. I clinched my fists in anger.
"Awww, I've struck a nerve c'mon pussy hit me" Mark said.
A crowd began to form around us they chanted, "Fight, Fight, Fight."
Stephen smiled "Come and get me you brain-dead monkey" he said.
"You little shit!" Mark screamed. He lunged forward "Your ass is mine!" he screamed. Stephen dodged his attack, Mark's fist smacked right into the lockers he howled in pain Stephen grabbed Mark's head slammed it into the lockers and he then put it into his locker he then slammed the locker door on Mark's head. Mark grabbed his head in pain he then kicked Mark's face in. His so-called friends just stood there and watched in horror as Stephen pulverized Mark's face into the floor. Everyone around them stopped chanting. Stephen stopped hitting him and looked at the crowd, they backed away. Blood had splattered on his face; it made him look like a bloodthirsty psychopath. He pointed at Mark's friends "You want some too!" he screamed. They bolted. Cowards.
He stood up and picked up his locket, Stephen bent down dangling the locket over a bloodied Mark.
"If you ever touch this again I WILL fucking kill you!" he screamed. The bell rang.
Some teachers made their way through the crowd.
"Alright, that's enough break it up, everyone to class now!" Mr. Philips ordered. Someone pulled Stephen off of Mark; he looked and saw it was Mr. Jones, the guidance counselor
"Come on, let's go to my office." Mr. Jones said. Stephen did as he was told, as they walked away Stephen looked back to find Mr. Philip's and another teacher helping Mark up. He began to laugh, proud of what he did. They arrived at Mr. Jones's office.
"Take a seat." Jones said. Again Stephen did what he said. Jones took a seat in his chair; he removed his glasses and sighed.
"What's gotten into you?" Jones asked. Stephen looked at his locket he opened it up. He didn't say anything.
Jones sighed.
"Stephen listen, we have no choice but to suspend you. We would've given you detention but given what you did, we don't tolerate any violence in this school." Jones continued. "Now Stephen we…"
Stephen shot out of his chair. "What the Fuck did you want me to do! Let them walk all over me, not gonna to fucking happen, not anymore!" he yelled.
Jones kept his cool "You should've informed a teacher. Teachers are there to help you." Jones said.
"Those teachers don't give two shits about us!" Stephen snapped back.
"I'm going to have to ask you to calm down and have a seat." Jones asked. Stephen picked up the chair and sat in it. He sulked for a few seconds then I looked around.
"W-Where am I?" I said. He looked at his hands he was shocked to find they were stained with blood. "W-What did I-I do?" I asked. Jones looked puzzled.
"You mean you don't remember what happened?" Jones asked. I just stared at him.
"I remember Mark was making fun of Helen then I felt a rush of anger then nothing after that, I don't even remember getting here." I said.
"You beat the holy hell out of him, smashed his face in you probably fractured his skull but we don't have the details yet." Jones said. I looked at him, I was shocked but I was also felt happy.
"Now, we've already called your uncle so your going to have to wait in the office until he picks you up, you are not allowed to go anywhere else." Jones ordered. "Go get your stuff."
I stood up and exited the room. Mr. Jones laid back in his chair stroking his beard "What are we going to do with you?" he thought.
I walked out of the office; I turned to head for his locker, which was on the 3rd floor, but I ran into a girl. We bonked our heads together we groaned in pain. "Watch where you're going, asshole!" she said. I was about to yell at her when he saw who she was. It was Sharon Roberts, a senior like me we used to be friends since 3rd grade until 7th grade when me and Helen started dating she stopped talking to me altogether and became a total bitch, but she got over it by 10th grade but we still didn't talk though. Now she's into motorcycles and tight leather for some reason. She looked up to see who ran into her.
"Stephen? Holy crap it's you, I haven't talked to you in ages" she said. She gave me a bear hug that nearly suffocated me.
"Okay, okay, okay please stop!" I was gasping for breath. She finally let go of me I fell down.
"Sorry about that."
I stood up "It's no problem."
"So, how are you?" she asked.
"Aside from almost being snapped in half, almost killing someone and getting suspended I'm fine." I answered back.
"Yeah, I was in the crowd, you went to town on him. I didn't know you had it in you."
"Me nether."
"You had every right to hit him. I mean what he said about them was…" I put my hand over her mouth. "Please don't Sharon I'm not in the mood." I said. Sharon's watch began to beep, she looked at it "Oh shit, sorry but I got to get going."
"I'll see you around. If you ever need someone to talk to I'm always here." She said. She began to leave when I noticed that she had dropped her goggles when we collided. "Hey, wait!" I yelled. Sharon looked back "Here you dropped these." I handed her the goggles "Thanks." She gave me a kiss on the cheek. When she turned to leave her long brown hair whipped my face, good thing I wear glasses or that would've hurt.
"Bye, Stephen" she said. I waved back to her.
I arrived at my locker; I looked at the floor and saw there was still blood there "I knew I suffered from rage outbursts but they never got this violent before, I still can't believe I took down the captain of the football team" I thought. I grabbed my black backpack, my hoodie and a few text books "Look on the bright side at least you can catch up on your homework in suspension." I thought. I closed the locker.
The loudspeakers uttered a high pitch ring. "Attention all students and faculty, at this time there is a situation occurring on the school grounds! Students are advised to stay in their classrooms and await further instructions!" it said.
"What the hell is going on?" I thought.
"We need to…Wait, what are you doing. Hey, Get away from me! No wait NO! GWAAHHH!"
The classrooms fell silent. Everything stood still for about 10 seconds. It was the longest 10 seconds of my life. "Here comes the fun part," the voice said. The halls then turned to full-blown panic. Students were punching, tripping, kicking, and clawing their way out of the classrooms. Students were screaming they were practically killing each other trying to get to the stairs. I went against the wall to avoid being crushed by the mob. "Stephen, Stephen, over here!" someone yelled. I looked to find it was Karen Segal, a Junior from my math class.
"Don't just stand there, come on!" she yelled. I had to shove my way past the mob of panicking students to get to her. A student got in my way he tried to punch me but I punched him in the face before he could hit me, I probably broke his nose I had made it into the room; she slammed the door shut behind me. Two other students braced the door I didn't recognize them.
"Thanks, what are your names?" I asked. They looked at each other
"I'm Lisa, a sophomore and he's Richard, a junior," the girl said.
"Yo" Richard said.
"Okay, so what the hell is going on?" I asked. Karen pointed to the window; we were on the 3rd floor, which over looked the football field. I looked down "Good God." I said. It was pandemonium I witnessed students being eaten, others being ripped apart by other students. I also saw parts of the city, there was black smoke coming from some buildings one thing popped into my head "Zombies!" they were real. Finally my wish came true, the Zombie Apocalypse is happening I was teeming with excitement but I quickly got a hold of myself.
"We need to arm ourselves." I said. But this school is all about safety I doubt we'll find any firearms. Lisa opened a locker "Ah Ha!" she said. "These will do!" she pulled out a crowbar, a pole and a baseball bat. "Dibs on the bat!" Richard yelled. I took the crowbar I felt just like Gordon Freeman. Lisa took the pole. "What are you going to use Karen?" Richard asked. Karen went to the back of the room and pulled a fire axe off the wall.
"I'll use this if you don't mind." She said.
"Hell yeah!" Richard said.
We heard a girl scream on the other side of the door. We all readied our weapons.
"Okay, We're all armed now! We'll have to fight our way out." Karen said.
The excitement inside me was almost too much to bear. My hands were shaking; I finally had something to take my frustrations out on.
"Are you scared?" Lisa asked.
I looked at her with a smile on my face "No, what makes you say that."
She looked at me with a nervous expression. Karen walked to the door.
"As soon as I open this door we fight our way to the lobby." She said.
"I told you this would be fun!" the voice said.
"GO!" she yelled. We ran out the door ready to face whoever or whatever was in our way.
This is my first story on Fanfiction, some feedback would be nice.