Chapter 2
" It'll be about an hour until we get to the safe zone." The pilot stated from his seat. For the first time he looked back. Instantly he paled.
" I'm not gonna kill you." Zoey said getting to the point. The pilot was relieved.
" A talking zombie." The pilot said quickly. He then turned around and continued flying the helicopter.
" Just to ask you, why did you scream?" Louis asked.
" My mind was just working on auto-pilot. Instincts I guess." Zoey said. The topic made her uncomfortable. Why did I scream.
Zoey was clearly getting freaked out from what she did.
"Instincts kept me alive back in Nam. Hell, that tank woulda knocked us off the roof if it ain't for you." Bill said trying to calm her.
I guess I did. Zoey thought. She looked down relived.
" I'm gonna rest for a while. We've been up for at least 18 hours." Louis said. Everyone seemed tired after saying this. Except for Zoey.
" I'm staying up." Zoey said.
" Why. I mean, you looked ready to pass out before you became. You know." Louis asked.
"Zombies don't sleep." Zoey said. Within 15 minutes everyone was asleep except Zoey and the pilot. She grabbed her pistol and started carving into the metal with her claws.
" I truly am a freak aren't I" Zoey said talking to herself.
" Permission to enter Quatetine zone Delta." The pilot said.
" Permission granted." A voice from the radio said.
" Just to inform you we have 3 survivors. We also have one infected that somehow retained her, um, mind." The pilot said. The helicopter landed in the next 5 minutes with everyone inside awake.
As the doors were opening something flew at Zoey. A she registered was a dull pain in her chest and her passing out.
When Zoey awoke she was in a room that resembled a hotel room. There was a bed, a couch, a tv along with several movies, a bathroom, and large table. Where one of the walls were supposed to be was a glass wall. There was a chair propped up against another table on that wall. On that table there was an intercom. A man was on the other side of the glass wall.
" I'm sorry this had to happen but, we have to keep you under quaneteen." The man said. His voice had something along the lines of caring. " In a week at least we'll be able to let you out if you can't infect anyone."
" Fine." Zoey replied. " When can I see the others?"
"Hopefully tommorow." The man said. With that reply he walked away.
That's the end of chapter 2. I will explain why Zoey became a witch next chapter (hopefully). This is by far my favorite fanfic so far.
I hate Bill's deathin the passing. He was one of my favorite characters.
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