I know what you're all thinking "Why post another story when you can barely keep up with the two you've got posted now?" yeah well, this was doing my head in and I have a lot of ideas for this story. I needed to get it off my chest. I don't think I'll focus on this story the most... I think I'll try balance it out evenly with Fix You and Coming Back For You.

This is a little different to what I originally write... I wanted to try something different. You know what I'm like. I try something different and get obsessed with that type of plot for a long while. *cough* mpreg, gay shippings *cough*

Anyway, I hope you all like this story and give it a chance! :)

Title: The Last Judgement

Summery: For one year the zombie apocalypse has taken over the world. And this was the last important thing Ross and Rocky were told: "It just depends on whether or not you're brave enough to go through with either one of them" meaning they had three options. Save the world, Save the world and suffer, or put the Earth out of it's misery and end it for good. Which would you chose?

Rated: T

Genre: Drama, Adventure, Horror-ish, Suspense, Sci-Fi-ish, Tragedy, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship

Starring: Ross Lynch, Rocky Lynch, Ellington Ratliff, Rydel Lynch, Riker Lynch, Laura Marano and more

Couples/Pairings: N/A

Chapter 1

Ross ran as fast as he could with a backpack hanging heavily off his back, a lump of wood in one hand as well as struggling to fight for breath. If he stopped running he was afraid he wouldn't make it back to his brother Rocky and his friend/ex-boss Will. But you know, Ross will be Ross and won't listen to his older brother. Rocky specifically told him to stay put until it was clear. But now look at him.

He's running for his life away from god knows how many zombies.

He doesn't even want to look back and know.

His life has been like this for the past year and a bit, so he should be use to this by now, right? Running out of hiding places to somewhere else safe. Basically running for his life away from the things that would kill him, which were the zombies.

He doesn't even remember how this all started, even though he remembers the day as if it was yesterday.

One morning he woke up expecting his day to go as normal, and it was going as normal. That was until later on that day when he went into work, which was for a military as he was only starting out but his brother Rocky had already been working there. Unfortunately for where he worked it was a secret base, and to be honest he was surprised he was old enough to work and be in that place given that he was 17 and that was the earliest age you could start in the military/US government. He says US Government because the secrets he knew and got told by everyone there of what was going on, which he was not allowed to tell anybody outside the base, were basically the governments secrets that were being kept from the public.

Ross had a lot resting on his shoulders, lets just put it that way.

You could say that base was like Area 51. You had no clue what was going on inside of it and what the hell it was. It wasn't able to be found on any maps or GPS's and if you came anywhere close to it you'd be re-directed on a different route. That's how secret it was. In fact it was that secret, hardly anybody knew it existed apart from whoever worked there or got sent to work there. The base is stationed in the Escalante Desert in Utah, hence why nobody can find it as it is built right in the centre and you would have to walk miles to find it. Over a seven hour car drive from there to Los Angeles, which is where Ross and Rocky live. They only go home on week-ends, well went. They don't now.

Back to the point.

In that base there was everything you could have ever imagined. Weapons you could have only dreamt of or seen on TV, machines that did god knows what and scientists who were always experimenting with new things. And that's what caused the zombie apocalypse.

The scientists.

They were too busy doing their little experiments that they didn't know when to stop. Ross doesn't know why people would even do this, but people had volunteered themselves to be tested on by the scientists to see what would happen if they were injected with certain chemicals and whatever else they had in the lab. Eventually the people had that much crap inside them from the science lab that their bodies began to shut down and they ended up with some sort of virus that looked like it was killing them very slowly, but it wasn't killing them.

The scientists left them for weeks on end and they were still alive no matter what you did to them. After a long while they couldn't speak anymore, their skin started turning into something off a horror film, they couldn't function their body parts properly all they could do was slowly walk and when they ran it was like they launched themselves at you and couldn't stop unless they fell over.

And that's when the scientists came to realise something.

They had a pair of zombies on their hands.

And by pair, they mean about ten or fifteen. That's how many idiots there were that volunteered themselves.

This zombie thing would of been okay as they would have been able to find an easy solution to dispose of them. But oh no. They locked them up in, what they thought was, a safe room they couldn't get out with to deal with the next day when the scientists were more refreshed and could be bothered to look more into it and seeing to having them disposed of.

The 'zombies' escaped.

And lets just say the next day was like hell had descended onto the Earth.

Well, America.

The virus soon spread fast around the states and people caught onto what was going on and tried to flee the country, or they got caught by a zombie and were turned into one or killed by it. Now of course there were people on holiday from different countries and as soon as they realised what was going on, they fled back to their country.

But unfortunately for them some of them were contaminated by what the zombies had, so when they got back to their own country (Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia etc) it was too late for them. They started to slowly decline and the virus spread through their countries.

Then one year later... the survivors of what happened that day are now living in a zombie apocalyptic world. Everyday someone would get caught by a zombie, whether if it was being turned into one or killed, the increase in population for the zombies was increasing the apocalypse didn't seem to be coming to an end any time soon.

Sure it brought a little more adventure to everyone's daily lifestyle now, but it got boring after a couple weeks and all that the people who are still alive and fighting want is for things to go back to normal.

Ross remembers the day exactly. He and Rocky had came home for the week-end, and the morning they were supposed to go back to Escalante in Utah was the day it all happened. They lost their parents that day so all they had was their Captain/Sergeant Will who came looking for them immediately when it broke out and everything got tipped upside down.

Ross would go further into detail about all that, but he had bigger things to worry about.

Like the band he had trying to catch and eat him. AKA the zombies.

He was running across a field, which had very long green/yellow grass, and towards a tall light blue abandoned warehouse which was where Rocky and Will had ran too. Ross doesn't even know why they ran to there. He knows that they needed somewhere new to hide out for a while, seen as though where they use to hide out had been found by zombies.

Well guess what, they were going to have to find somewhere new because Ross was being chased by zombies.

Did he forget to mention that?

Ross gasped for breath more and more, seeing the warehouse only a couple metres away from his reach and safety.

That was until his foot got caught in the long strands of grass and he tumbled over to his death.

He knows he'd probably exaggerating saying he would tumble to his death to his fell. Well guess what? If you're being chased by three zombies and they're gaining on you like Usain Bolt and you fall over, you are doomed. No question about it. Your gone.

Ross turned on his back, trying to scramble up from the floor and grab the piece of long wood he had brought with him to defend himself, but he'd missed it and now all he was doing was crawling backwards. When he realised there was no escape, Ross covered himself with his arms and braced himself for whatever was coming to him.

As he prepared himself for the worst, he heard a groan and the sound of a piece of wood clunking off someone's head. Ross opened his eyes and dropped his arms to see Rocky stood there, smashing one of the zombies heads in on the floor. Ross watched as he done so, taking out another one that was beside him by smacking it in the face. Once the one he had attacked first was gone and not coming back to life, Rocky turned around and smashed the others face in.

Ross sighed with relief, thanking whatever god there was up their right now that Rocky was here. Out of the corner of Ross's eye, he saw the third zombie that was chasing him coming straight for him "ROCKY!" Ross shouted in pure fear.

Rocky turned around, seeing another one of the living dead going for his little brother.

Rocky immediately made a B line for it and swung the large piece of wood that he had in his hands from round his head where it collided harshly with the zombie's neck, causing the head to smash straight off.

Ross started breathing heavily, almost in panic mode, when he realised he and Rocky were safe and there was no other zombies around. Rocky offered his hand to Ross who gladly took it where he pulled Ross up the floor "What the fuck were you thinking?!" Rocky asked, raising his voice completely pissed off at the fact Ross followed him when he specifically said not too "I told you to stay put not follow me and Will because I knew you'd end up being chased or caught by the zombies! Tell me Ross, was it worth being chased huh? Tell me? C'mon Ross. Tell me what you're thinking inside that stupid little brain of yours."

Ross continued to stare down at the floor where the decapitated zombie was, still breathing heavy slightly "I think..." Ross said, trying to catch his breath "you just killed our old history teacher..."

Rocky furrowed his brow at Ross at what on earth he was going on on about. He followed to where Ross was looking, at the decapitated zombie, and Rocky grimaced in disgust letting out a small hiss of an "Ooo."

Rocky pushed Ross gently, ushering him to walk to the warehouse where Will would be. He gave Ross his backpack back as it had fallen off when Ross fell to the floor, as well as giving him back his wooden stick he'd smartly brought with him. Rocky didn't think Ross would have the brains to bring some sort of self defence weapon with him.

Both boys squeezed through a gap that was in the wall of the warehouse which allowed them to get through inside. Ross helped Rocky through the hole and they made their way through the darkened abandoned building slowly and quietly, looking around nervously incase there were any zombies hiding out in here.

Life would be so much easier right now if they had a torch, that way they would be able to see where they were going and what the hell was in here. But now they were going to have to find where Will was and wait until they lit a fire or something.

Ross flinched, turning around quicker then he ever had done in his entire life when he heard the sound of a soft groan. It didn't sound like a zombie, more human. Rocky grabbed Ross by the arm and pulled him over to where the groan was coming from.

Will.

Ross stared down at the older man in fear as well as shock whereas Rocky knelt down at his side, making sure he was okay. Ross slowly dropped his backpack to the ground and joined Rocky "What... what happened to him?" Ross asked, nervously with a mixture of scared.

"We were on our way in here," Rocky said, his voice trembling as he tried to keep the big wound Will had received covered properly and wasn't bleeding or getting infected more "and um... we kind of had an encounter from a surprise zombie. Don't worry, I killed it."

"But you let it attack Will?" Ross asked, mainly out of fear.

Rocky rolled his eyes "It wasn't like I meant it to happen, we were both being careful."

"Boys!" Will snapped as best as he could. It was obvious in his voice that the wound was giving him greater pain than he had ever experienced in his entire life. He took a deep breath every couple seconds, trying to breathe properly "don't argue. It won't help."

Will let his gaze fall upon the young blonde stood in front of him "Did you bring what I told you to bring?" Will asked, referring to earlier before he and Rocky came here. He had a small chat with Ross, giving him a small list of the things he needed to bring that were hid in the bottom of Will's basement. Which was where they were originally hiding out but the zombies found a way into the house. By the time they found the basement it gave Will and Rocky enough time to find somewhere else and for Ross to get what Will had told him.

Ross nodded, shaking a little with a nervous facial expression "E-everything you asked for..." Ross said, looking down at the silver haired man in front of him with fear.

Rocky looked between his brother and Will "What did you asked him to bring?" Rocky asked, curious.

"Just a couple of things for you both to defend yourselves with," Will said, trying to sit up straight against the wooden box he was resting against "you're both going to need it."

Rocky looked at Will with puzzlement "Both?" Rocky questioned, he laughed "dude if you think we're leaving you behind you've got another thing coming." he laughed at the absurdity of that thought. There was no way in hell Rocky was leaving behind the man who had stuck by him and Ross ever since they joined that Military Base in the Escalante Desert in Utah. He had practically became a second Dad to them both, especially since the apocalypse broke out.

Will smiled, laughing a little through the pain "Oh, you are a stubborn boy Rocky," he said "but you and I both know I'm not going anywhere. Even if I do, I'll be walking around looking to eat your brains if we don't get this over and done with quickly." He said to Rocky half jokingly, shuffling around a little bit. "Ross, pass me that bag."

Ross picked up the bag and placed it next to Will, opening it up for him as it was clear that he needed it open. Will put his spare good arm into the bag, digging around for something until his hand finally found it. He pulled out a gun, turning his head slowly to Rocky who knew exactly what he wanted him to do "Now, before you protest against doing this... there's something I want you both to do," Will sighed, taking a deep breath and looking up at the ceiling as if looking for an answer "because... god knows... you two are my only last hope in doing this," he looked at Ross and then at Rocky, sharing a glance between them both at a time "you're the only two I know from the base who are still alive and will know what to do when I tell you this." Will coughed, due to the pain that was getting worse as seconds past.

Ross put his hand on Will's shoulder, trying to offer some comfort "There," Ross pulled out a canteen that was full of fresh water he'd picked up on the way here. He popped off the lid and made Will drink some, Will nodded at Ross saying thanks as he screwed the lid back on it and put it back down. Ross looked back at Will "What do you want us to do?" Ross asked, carefully. Cause lets be honest if Rocky's going to be the stubborn uncaring one right now, Ross is going to have to be the one who cares.

"I think this world has had enough suffering this past year... and a half... I don't know about you guys," Will said, starting to lose his breath. He took deep breaths in between words so he could speak properly "but I think it's time to put an end to it once and for all."

Rocky and Ross shared a confused glance with one another at what Will was going on about.

"I should have told you guys this when the apocalypse first started, but this is only an option meant to be used if there is no other option," Will said, trying to reassure them both as he had a feeling they both might know what they were talking about "I know you have no transport what so ever.. but for the sake of us all... I need the pair of you to go back to the Escalante Base and do us all a favour."

Rocky stared at him in disbelief, shaking slightly and hoping like hell he wasn't going to suggest what he thought he was going to "A-and that is...?" Rocky asked.

Will took quicker and deeper breaths "A couple days before all this happened... there was a scientist working... on... some sort of cure for the fifteen people who volunteered themselves... to be tested on," Will struggled to speak "go... go there. Get it. I don't know how... but you're both pretty bright guys, I'm sure you'll figure that part out... but get that cure. To see if it works, try and get as many zombies as you can to take it. If they get cured... try find... the stuff that was used... to make up... the antidote... and get it to everyone across the states and I'm sure... it'll take off from there... and ideas will start... to get them across to the other countries and cure everyone there," Will coughed again "I know it's going to be a very hard struggle trying to get everyone who's a zombie in the USA to take that cure... but it's worth a shot, hey kid?" Will asked, looking at Ross who nodded.

"But..." Ross said, stopping as he was about to speak. Instead, he swallowed as he could feel a lump in his throat "what if... what if that cure doesn't work... what then?"

Will turned his head, looking at Rocky who didn't even want Will to say the words to him. He turned his head to Ross "There are two other options," Will said, looking frightened. If he was being honest, he was frightened by them two options.

Actually, one of the two options wasn't that bad. It just had a very sad outcome for whoever did it and was, as the testers back at base called it, 'at the eye of the storm'. But the other option... Surely if Ross and Rocky had any brains, they'd use the eye of the storm option and not the other one. Will wouldn't like to be the one who went through the first option, due to the effects it would have on him. He doesn't think he'd be able to do that.

Though, it's not like Ross and Rocky will build any strong relationships with anyone on this trip back to Utah... so, what was there stopping them from using that option? That, and all that would happen is that people would just think Ross and Rocky were insane.

Will sighed "It just depends on whether or not you're brave enough to go through with either one of them."

Good lord I hope that was a good start... because... I don't want to give away what the two other options (even though they're sort of given away in the summery) are until later on in the story which you'll find out... yeah.

Hope you enjoyed it! :)

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