I don't own the Teen Titans! Just the plot! =D Rated M for goriness, Charcter deaths (not Robin.) And wee bit of langauge. R&R!
Robin was running as fast as his limping leg would let him loud groans were echoing all around the empty streets as he blindly makes a turn into an alley barely missing an outstretched arm reaching for him. After thirty yards he sees that he is trapped, a stone wall three stories high blocking him from going any farther. His belt had been lost some time ago; all he had on him now was a ragged black T-shirt, some torn jeans, his mask, and bo-staff. Turning back around he hoped he would be able to backtrack and find another route, his hopes were, however, disappeared when he faced the horde in front of him. He was facing a horde, of the undead.
Flashback, three months prior:
The Teen Titans had been called out as response to a call for help in the slums of Jump city late in the night. There had been barely intelligible communication coming from the police scanner they were listening to; "…all dead…back…shooting…right back up…"That was all they could understand over the sounds of pistols being shot in the background, along with groans, and the officer they were trying to talk to cursing before letting out a horrific gut wrenching scream. Then it fell silent.
Titans Go! Robin yelled, and they all ran for the T-ship. When they got to the Gps location of the officer and Cyborg had landed the Titans were expecting to deal with a major number of villains, what they found was; nothing. At least that was all they could see at first in the dark, they could smell something absolutely rancid, then Cyborg used his arm as a light and there was such a sight that everyone but Robin and Raven turned and wretched, and even their faces were green. It looked like bodies had exploded, not burning like a bomb had gone off, no, more like they had been pumped with a balloon blower till they burst. Bloody handprints in sliding motions down brick walls in the alley ways, guts and legs on overturned trash bins in yards; Beast boy stepped on something squishy and lifted up his foot to find a now flattened eyeball, the hazel circle still somewhat visible staring at him. He proceeded to fall to his knees and start heaving up anything he may have had left in him.
Starfire was a mere toes length from stepping on what looked to be a child's arm with a bright colored bracelet with the name Samantha in big black and white beads on the wrist, and looked as if the arm had been chewed off at the shoulder. Gasping in shock she had flown backwards towards the edge of where the T-ship was. Then, without warning a pair of bloody arms wrapped around her shoulders from which's grip she couldn't escape. Cyborg shined the light towards her and the rest of the Titans perceived the person who held her, he was a man in his middle ages, but he was missing part of the left side of his face. The left eye socket looked like it had been ripped out and the skin of the cheeks to the chin were chewed off; you could actually count all the teeth on the left side of what was formerly his mouth. He was in an officer's attire and a communicator dangled from his vest.
Starfire struggled to break away but at that moment the thing (for it could no longer be described as human) brought his head down and ripped his teeth into her neck, sinking his teeth in deep and ripping out a huge chunk of flesh. With a loud outcry she fell to the ground and he went on top of her, coming out of their shock the others ran to help her, however, they were too late. The man had taken out half of her throat and when Beast boy knocked him aside he had you could see she was had lost too much blood and was hardly hanging on. Robin gathered her head in his arms as the other three kneeled in a circle around her. What the hell was going on? Starfire was gasping for breath then her eyes widened and she managed to raise her hand and point behind her teammates in front of her before she went limp in Robin's arms. Cyborg turned their blood turned cold; looking back Robin wonders how they could not have heard the groaning as a group of at least twenty-five came up towards them.
He quickly stood getting ready to join his team in taking these, these, monsters down. Anger filled them as they ran into the crowd of the living dead, prepared, they thought to avenge their friends death. Beast boy transformed into a rhino and started throwing bodies left and right, he turned when he felt a hand on his back leg ready to strike, but saw it was a little girl, no older than five that had grabbed hold of him. She was the picture of innocence, curly blonde hair that came down to her shoulders, bright blue eyes like the sky on a beautiful spring day, a white frilly dress that covered her down to her ankles, and a bright yellow balloon floating on a string on her little wrist. He didn't see any blood on the front of her and reached down to pick her up and take her to safety, his hands felt the still warm slick blood when he touched her back, and she bit into his arm ripping some of the flesh away. A small group had formed around him and he was overpowered. As he started to fade the last thing he saw was the beautiful little girl coming down on top of him as if to give him a hug.
Cyborg cried out in rage as he saw his comrade go down. He wildly shot into the crowd running towards Beast boy even though Raven called out for him saying it was hopeless. He tripped over a dog's corpse that had been hidden in the darkness, and began to use his metal armor to keep them from biting into his skin. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" cried Raven and the bodies were sent flying from Cyborg into the brick walls of the alley. Cyborg nodded to her and she was about to yell at him to watch for one coming up behind him as a searing pain shot up from her lower leg. Looking down there was the upper half of an old woman's body with her entrails hanging out behind her; she had torn a chunk of Raven's right calf and left a hole the size of a baseball. Cyborg quickly brought his cannon up to shoot it, as he was in mid-shot his neck was gripped from behind the neck and that threw his aim off, causing him to shoot Raven in the chest. She looked at him for a moment as she reached for the hole in her chest, and died before her body hit the ground. Cyborg dropped to his knees on the ground, the full understanding that he had just killed one of his friends too much for his system to handle; he shut down as the zombie behind him started to dig into his flesh.
End Flashback.
'Zombies.' That's what Robin had come to call these creatures. After all isn't that how Beast boy had described them once? Mindless, flesh eating, walking dead corpses without a single ounce of humanity left in them. After seeing Cyborg go down and the number of zombies surrounding his person growing by the second, he had gotten up to a roof and started running away, the last thing he saw was Starfire's body start to move off the ground and he'd been running ever since. By the next morning he realized this had spread all over Jump. He tried calling the Justice league and Batman, but no one responded to his call, he'd contemplated that maybe this was going on all over the world, and no that probably no one was going to come and save him.
Day by day he had lived, hoping to find survivors, someone to tell him what was going on. Once he tried to get to the tower, but the biggest hordes were in his way with no way through. His biggest worry had become food and water, sure in the city there were plenty of stores, but the zombies seemed be able to hide in places he couldn't identify, at first that hadn't been a problem but when he'd sprained his ankle two weeks ago while outrunning a small horde, he knew it would be impossible to outrun and maneuver through any of those places without getting eaten. In turn he had become very weak, he was malnourished before from the lack of what he could carry with him, now he could count each of his ribs whenever he breathed in. He had found the safest place to sleep had been trees in the parks, where he couldn't be reached and was high enough not to be pulled down if one came by and tried to reach him. Unfortunately, the zombies 'food' supply must have been getting low, because he had awoken this morning to a horde of fifty plus zombies surrounding his sleeping place. He had tried to jump to the edge of the zombie horde but had made his foot worse in the process making it so bad he couldn't even climb stairs if he wanted too. This brings us back to where he is now.
The Boy Wonder got into the best fighting stance he could with his foot, he was tired and beginning to get light-headed from the afternoon heat and no water, but if he was to die he was going to take as many as he could with him. After he'd killed twelve the alley began to spin and it was all he could do to stand. Using his bo-staff for support he stood panting hard, watching as one of the zombies was only a few feet away and he prepared for it to take him down.
A shot rang out and the zombie fell down dead in front of him, the majority of the horde turned towards the sound at the opening of the alley. More shots rang out and the zombies started dropping like flies. When Robin saw who it was he couldn't tell whether to be relieved to see the people or be worried because of who they were. There was Red-x, and with what looked to be a hundred robots with guns behind him, Slade.
While his mind started a mini rant that it would have to be Slade who would find him, three of the zombies who hadn't been shot or gone towards the gunfire were quickly approaching him. He tried to use his staff to fend them off but as soon as he put weight on his foot he collapsed to the ground, they were just about on top of him, he saw the sun's ray shimmer on the edge of a sword and then the heads of his assailants fell to the ground.
Robin tried to push himself up on his arms, but couldn't find the energy to get off the ground; an arm reached under him and helped him stand. Slade was wearing his normal gear and wielding a sword in the hand that wasn't being used to support Robin. He put his sword in a sheath that was strapped to his back and picked up Robin bridal style. "What are you doing!" Robin said struggling to get out of Slade's arms, still not trusting this man. "Would you like me to leave you here?" Slade said with a hint of sarcasm in otherwise serious voice. Robin weighed his options, try and keep fighting the zombies in his condition, probably get eaten, in hopes to find someone he didn't loathe, which was highly unlikely. Or, stay with the psycho and live through the night. While his mind leaned towards getting eaten, he went submissively limp and started to drift off in Slade's arms. "Sleep little bird." Slade said almost gently, as he pulled robin's head closer to his chest and started to walk over the corpses towards the end of the alley where Red-x was waiting for him.
There! First done! If I get 15 reviews I'll get the second chapter in! How's Slade alive? Why's Red-x with him? How did they find Robin? How did this apocalypse start? What are Slade's plans for Robin?