"Hey, Hey! Are you alright man?" I asked shaking the incapacitated teenaged boy on the floor of the safe house.

He had a very far skin and black hair a little shorter then shoulder length with weird green lines trialing from his eyes and down his face. My step brother Dylan and I had seen him on the ground outside, and despite my twin sister, Isabella's objection, we had risked our lives for his.

"watch, he's going to turn out to be a zombie and you've just killed us all!" Isabella yelled.

"shut-up Tizzy, he's not a Zombie!" I yelled, brushing the dust of my green plaid lounge pants, we were all still in our pajamas, because the infection spread rapidly and with out warning, although Isabella and Mari all had there make-up on.

"how do you know?" Isabella yelled, "for all we know he could be fighting the infection right know!" her blue plaid pajama pants where blood spattered, she held her weapon, a cast iron frying pan, at the ready, incase something came around that could break down the door, and rib us to peaces!

"I think he's a cost player, that's why he's dressed weird!" Kari replied.

"you know this is just like left for died!" Dylan said.

"don't say that! we've never won at that game with the entire group! And were just 6 maybe 7 teenagers with a frying pan and a chain saw!" I yelled pointing at Isabella and Kari, and no that's not a typo, there were 3 other girls with us where Japanese triplets, Mari, Tari, and Kari.

"uh, where am I?"

I turned around. "it's alive!" I said softly. "you're in a safe house in the middle of a terrible infection! Don't worry we're friends!"

"no, where I the world of the living or…"

"I wouldn't really call it living but yeah I guess that's were we are!" Kari replied.

"I'm sure he's not talking about that hokey Anime of yours! He's not a soul reaper!" Mari scolded, Kari held up the chain saw and she backed down.

"no- not I'm a soul reaper!" he replied.

"yeah, we kind' a knew that!" I replied, rummaging threw the food cabinet for food.

"don't tell me you're still hungry, after Kari just cut down about 50 zombies with her chain saw?" Isabella asked.

"I'm a hallow!" every one stopped and stared at the new guy.

"okay! Not a cost player!" Kai replied.

"so, he's- he's really, he's the real- what- how?" I stammered.

"I don't think how so much matters as the now, Miranda!" Isabella replied. "okay, so- okay, when you and Dylan were watching that stupid show I wasn't paying attention! What's his name?"

"Ulquiorra!" Kari, Dylan, and I all said at the same time.

"wait!" I yelled, jumping of the cabinet "what's that noise?"

"it sounds like somebody's crying!" Dylan replied, sure enough there was a soft sobbing noise echoing threw the air.

I looked around, trying to pinpoint the voice. "there!" I yelled pointing to the latter that lead to the bunking room. "uh, Izzy, give me the frying pan!"

"no! get your own mêlée weapon!" she yelled, guarding the pan from me.

"well then you go up there, because I'm not going up there unprotected!" I yelled.

"here, take the chain saw!" Kari said, handing me the giant rotating blade at me.

"someone come back me up!" I said, no one moved. "really?" I asked "no one's here is brave enough to-"

"I'll go with you!" Ulquiorra replied.

"I would go, but Izzy wont give up the frying pan!" Dylan said pointing to Isabella.

"don't blame this on me!" she yelled. "and why do you need back up for a crying lady anyways?"

"because that crying lady might be a witch, and if I disturb it could rip me to shreds before anyone can even get to the ladder!" I whispered. "come on Ulquiorra!"

I jumped on the ladder and made my way up, witch turned out to be hard with a running chain saw! I got up then helped Ulquiorra up.

"there!" Ulquiorra whispered pointing to a women crying in the corner, she looked normal enough, but just to be safe I got my chain saw at the ready.

I walked up to her slowly, still a little afraid of her "ma'am?" I asked.

She looked at me with hallowed out eyes and streaked, she leaped at me, claws bared teeth gnashing, then she hit the chainsaw and blood and guts along with other organic shrapnel flew every where.

I stood there for a second stunned. Until I felt a hand on my shoulder. "let's go!" Ulquiorra replied. "it's natural to be a little shocked, the first time!"

"li-little?" I asked voice cracking, the next thing I knew, Ulquiorra had pushed me down the hole in the floor.

"what was that for?" I yelled after getting over the shock of falling one story.

"you're over your shock, aren't you?" he said, it seemed he was back to his regular stoic self.