Johnny was just a normal 16 year old in the small town of Raymond, New Hampshire. He had a girlfriend and a best friend. His girlfriend was 15, her name was Jen. His best friend was Natalie, whom he knew since 6th grade.

Johnny had been in school when the illness was first sighted. He was standing at his locker with Jen when there was a scream from behind them. Johnny turned to see his economics teacher, Mr. Maloney on top of a student. People were standing around with stunned and disgusted looks on their faces, but no one did anything.

Johnny ran up and pulled him off, he screamed, "Hey what are you doing?" Then he saw the eyes. So, lifeless... So dead... So... hungry.

The teacher charged at Johnny and Johnny took off his backpack and swung it. At that point he was glad his teachers had given him so much homework, because the blow from his backpack had knocked Maloney back and he hit the wall, his spine snapped and he was dead... or undead... or dead again? Johnny stood there for a moment, taking in the fact that he had just killed his economics teacher.

And just then there was a sort of gurgling noise, he turned around slowly to see the girl Maloney had attacked, she had the same eyes as him. He looked around and people had already started to run, he looked at Jen and grabbed her arm and dragged her with him. They met up with Natalie and dragged her with them. They ran downstairs and saw that more students had been infected.

"Johnny where are we going!" Natalie asked.

"I don't know and I don't care," Johnny said over his shoulder, "as long as its far away from here!"

The ran out into the parking lot, Johnny looked around for his 2004 Honda accord. They finally found it just as the infected students figured out how to open the doors to get outside. They got in the car and pulled out. They sped forward, taking several infected out along the way. They headed toward Route 101, they got on the highway and headed east toward Epping.

"Wait," Jen looked around, "Where are we going? What about our families?"

"Jen," Johnny said, "it's way too dangerous for us to look for our families, they may already be infected. The best thing for us to do is try and find safety somewhere else."

Jen looked like she was going to argue, then she seemed to realize Johnny was right, and she kept quiet. Johnny looked in his rear view mirror and saw that Natalie was crying. He looked back at the road. They were on their own now, no parents, no school, no law or order. Just Jen, Natalie, and himself on the road along with about 6 billion undead freaks running around the earth.

They stopped off at a motel for the night, Johnny sat up while the girls slept. He had gone into Wal-mart before they left Epping and got a hunting rifle, ammo, an ax, and wine with cloths in them to make Molotov cocktails. There was a knock at the door, Johnny grabbed the ax and got up to answer the door.

"Who is it?" He called through the door.

"Room service!" came a voice on the other side of the door.

Johnny opened the door, and was immediately shot in the head. Johnny had been killed.

"Heh," the guy sneered, "I'll leave it to the morning guy," he looked up at the girls, "hey there girlies, who wants to be a slave?"

Johnny woke up in an all white room. He was lying on a white couch in a white long sleeve shirt with white dress pants. He sat up and looked around, he was completely alone. He but his head in his hands. Just then there was a voice.

"Well hello Johnny boy!" Johnny looked around to see a man sitting in a chair that wasn't there before. The man had brown hair and a goatee, with an all white suit on.

"Are you God?" Johnny asked.

"No, no I'm not God," the man said, grin still spread wide across his face. "You can call me Lou," he said with a wink.

"Lou... like... Louis?" Johnny asked, knowing instantly he was wrong.

"Sure!" Lou exclaimed, "Louis. Now lets get serious here. What would you say if I told you I could make you immortal?"

"I'd say what's the catch?" Johnny said, narrowing his eyes.

"No catch! Well, okay you would be Death." Lou said, still grinning.

"Death? You want me a 16 year old kid, to be the angel of death? The grim reaper, the pale rider?"

"Yes, because you could put an end to this whole apocalypse thing!"

"Why would you want me to end the apocalypse? Isn't your life goal to end humanity and rule earth?"

"What's the point of trying to rule the earth if all your loyal subjects are brainless flesh-eating monsters? No, I want to end this apocalypse as much as you do my boy." The grin had been off Lou's face now, he was serious.

"So how can I end this?" Johnny asked Lou.

"Well, from what I know, the person who started it was one of your Horsemen brothers." Lou said, putting one leg over the other and sitting back, a drink appearing in his hand.

"Horsemen? What do you mean Horsemen?"

"Why, the four Horsemen of the apocalypse, of course!" Lou said, sipping his drink.

"Okay so, Death," Johnny said pointing to himself, "Who are the others?"

"There's War, Pestilence, and Famine." Lou explained.

"I'm assuming the person responsible is Pestilence?"

"You assume right my boy," Lou said with a wink. "Famine helped him out, but War doesn't see this too fun."

"So where do I find Pestilence?" Johnny asked.

"Well, here's the thing," Lou said, shifting awkwardly in his seat. "When the Death before you resigned he took the other Horsemen with him."

Johnny knew that by "resign" Lou meant Death had killed himself, taking War, Famine, and Pestilence along with him. But he still didn't understand why Lou couldn't tell him where they were.

Seeming to read his mind, Lou told Johnny, "You see when Death is killed, I may choose who takes his place. Unfortunately, when the others are killed the people who take their places are completely random. I only know what town they are in. I can give you this information, but after that you are on your own."

Lou snapped his fingers and the room dissipated

Johnny woke up on the floor where he had been shot. He could hear the voice of the slaver from behind him.

"Hehe, you girls will make excellent young slaves," he was in the process of tying the girls up.

Johnny got up, trying to figure out how to killed the slaver. Finally he figured he would wing it.

"Hey asshole," he said poking the guy on the shoulder. When he turned around he let out a yell.

"What the hell!" he shouted. "I killed you! I shot you square in the head!" he looked at where the bullet had hit Johnny, and saw no bullet hole. He looked at the gun he held in his hand, lifted it to Johnny's head and fired. Johnny smirked, he knew how to use his powers, it just lodged in his brain in place of the bullet. The slaver looked at Johnny and then where the bullet had hit Johnny appeared on his forehead instead, the man gave a gasp, and fell to the ground, dead.

"Johnny!" Jen shrieked. "What the..."

Johnny explained the whole conversation with Lou, about where they needed to go. Turned out they needed to head to Boston, where they would find the first Horseman.

The next morning they woke to and headed out to the car, only the Honda was no longer there, instead there was an old looking car. There was a note on the windshield and Johnny picked it up and read:

Dear Johnny boy,

I figured that this would be a more suitable car for you to drive. Being the pale rider and

all I thought maybe a white 1960 Cadillac would be a more stylish car. No need to thank

me, kiddo.

Your oh so very good friend,

Lou.

P.S. When you find the other Horsemen, let me know. Just say the word and I'll be there

lickity split.

The three friends all looked at each other and smiled. They then go into the Johnny's "horse" and pulled out and headed for Boston, Massachusetts, hoping to find the first of the Horsemen.