This is another one of those zombie apocalypse stories that seem to be getting popular around the site recently. Just give it a chance. This is the first of many chapters and infection hasn't started properly yet. Will be some heterosexual love in this story., but probably no lemons...
Chapter 1: Never the same again
Stan's Diary:
Dear Diary, Can't sleep. It's 3 in the morning and I'm just can't put my head down without a headlight streaking past the window or 'The two next door' screaming so loud that the Chinese can here them. I'll need to learn to live with it though, she more or less lives here now. On the other hand, there are good points. She nearly always brings Wendy over on Saturdays and that usually means flirting. We always say she can stay on the couch but somehow she always ends up in my bed and makes me sleep on the floor. I think she does it to annoy me, why else would she do that? But I am getting bored, we need to go back to university soon, this virus going round can't be that bad...can it?
A 20 year old Stan Marsh stumbled lazily out of his room in his apartment after another night of restless sleep. He walked over to the kitchen and started making himself a cup of coffee, muttering to himself as he did. His focused changed to the other bedroom door as i opened. A tall and quite happy Kyle walked out with Bebe following behind.
"Hey." Stan yawned nonchalantly.
"What's up your ass today?" The ginger joked.
"No sleep. AGAIN."
Kyle approached the kitchen and started to make coffee for him and Bebe.
"Maybe you should take sleeping pills of something." The blonde girl intervened.
Stan shrugged his shoulders and plonked himself down on the couch. To be honest, they were one of the reasons he wasn't getting much sleep. Bebe was a screamer (If you catch my drift) and the two would usually keep it up until midnight. Stan sighed to himself and flicked through the channels, ending up on Fox news.
"Oh god, I thought you were better than this." Kyle chuckled as he walked over.
"Shut up. Listen..."
The three turned their attention to the screen where the president was giving a speech.
"People of America. This infection is worse than we thought. As a result of this, the North and South American continents have been quarantined No one gets in or out, until this infection is dealt with."
"Oh my god." Bebe leaned toward the screen. "What the hell do we do now?"
"They'll lift it in about a day." Stan got up to get dressed. As he left, Bebe turned to Kyle.
"We'll be alright, right?"
"Yeah, we'll be fine, don't worry about it." Kyle shuffled over to Bee and pulled her in for an embrace. Stan emerged, dressed in some loose jeans and a shirt.
"Jeez you two. Get a room." Stan walked towards the door.
"Where do you think your going?" Kyle retorted.
"Kenny's. Why?"
"Fine, just leave your phone on."
Stan stopped and turned to his friend, taken back by the strange request.
"Why? What's wrong."
Kyle stood up to meet eye to eye with his friend.
"Just to be safe from, well, you know."
"I'll be fine. No one in Colorado has it yet." Stan turned and walked off and closed the door behind him, leaving Kyle standing still.
"Yet..." Kyle sighed and turned back to Bebe.
...
"What the hell do we do?!" Carol, Kenny's mother yelled at Stuart, Kenny's father.
"How would I know you stupid whore!"
"This isn't the time, Stuart!"
Kenny walked out his room to see his parents arguing outside his sister's room.
"Hello?" Kenny said, almost comically.
His parents stopped arguing and stopped him as he walked past. Kenny looked at at his parents and turned to face them.
"What's going on?"
"Kenny..." Carol stopped, unable to continue. Stuart moved Carol back and put a hand of his son's shoulder.
"It's Karen... she...she's caught it."
Kenny stepped back, his mouth opening to reply, but not uttering a word. He sat on the floor and looked up at his parents.
"How? From where?"
"We don't know, but we've called the-"
Stuart was cut off by a group of people bursting through the door, wearing hazmat suits and carrying MP5s.
"YOU CALLED THE Center for Disease Control!" Kenny shouted before being grabbed by one of the men.
"Let go of me!" Kenny struggled to get free. The man dragged him outside and let him go.
"This house is now a quarantined. Karen McCormick has contracted the infection. I'm sorry, but there's nothing else that can be done."
"Nothing else? What's going on?!"
Kenny's parents were thrown to the floor next to him. A man with a large shotgun emerged from the van.
"Bring her out." Shouted the shot-gunner.
Two men led out a girl with a bad over her head. Kenny started to get up, but the CDC man grabbed him and looked him in the eyes.
"It'll be quick, I promise."
"NO! YOU BAS-"
A loud gunshot echoed across the street and Kenny looked as his sister fell into the snow. The world seemed to stop, and the moment felt like forever.
"CLEAR!" The gunner shouted.
CDC men grabbed the body and placed it into their van/ They piled in and drove off, leaving the McCormicks alone in the snow.
"No..no..." Carol burst into tears and Stuart comforted her. Kenny laid down in the snow, staring at the sky.
...
The van hurtled down the road as Stan walked by. He watched as the van sped past.
"EVER HEARD OF A SPEED LIMIT!" Stan yelled. He turned and continued to Kenny's house. As he arrive he saw the McCormicks on the floor.
"Kenny!?" Stan ran over to Kenny. Kenny sat up, tears flowing down his face. Stan pulled him onto his feet and held him in a brotherly hug.
"What happened?" Stan asked gently.
"Karen, she... the CDC."
"Slow down, slow down."
"Karen caught it."
"What?" Stan let go and stepped back.
"WE..We have to get her to a hospital."
"Dude, the CDC killed her..."
Kenny fell back down and Stan sat next to him.
"But, how did she get infected?" Stan asked, still shocked that someone he knew had the infection.
"We don't know, but we can't go inside our house for god knows how long."
Another CDC van pulled up beside the house. Multiple men ran at the house and 2 stopped to remove Stan, Kenny and his parents.
A CDC man took off his visor, revealing his face to the onlooking family,"You'll have to leave, this area has been quarantined. It's not safe."
"Where do we go?" Stuart was getting aggravated.
"That's for you to sort out." The CDC man turned but Stuart stepped forward and grabbed him.
"So that's it huh? You gonna walk away? After what you people did?"
"Sir, let go or you will be detained."
"Detained my ass." Stuart thrust his fist into the man's face. More CDC men run over, with weapons.
"Stand down!"
Stuart turns and puts his hands up.
"Get him."
Two more CDC men grab Stuart and inject him.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Kenny yelled, beginning to approach. Stan grabbed his friends arm and held him back.
"LET GO!" Kenny spat, but Stuart was put in the van and it drove off, leaving Kenny, Stan and Carol with the CDC. A CDC man leads them down the street and more men force the entire street out of their homes. A CDC man with a megaphone appears from one of the vans.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this street has been quarantined by the CDC. You will be moved from here until the area is verified safe. Do NOT return to your homes for anything. This is for your own safety."
...
Stan, Kenny and Carol are sitting on the sidewalk, a few hundred feet from the quarantine zone.
"Where will we go?" Kenny asked, trying the break the depressed silence.
"You can stay with Kyle and Me." Stan responded.
"Really? You'd do that."
"Of course, we're friends, dude."
"You can go Kenny, I want to be with Kevin in Denver." Carol said.
"Mom, if the disease reaches there then there'll be infected everywhere!"
"I know, that's why you should stay here. I'll be fine, I promise." Carol stood up. Kenny stood up to hug her. "You be good now, I'll call you when I get there."
"You're going now?"
"Yes, bus to Denver runs every hour. You go with Stan, and take care of yourself. This is only going to get worse."
Carol pulled her son in for a last embrace before making for the bus stop. Kenny turned to Stan.
"Your place?"
"Yeah. Don't worry Ken, It'll be alright."