CHAPTER TWO: THE DISASTER!
-It all happened back in the year 3657 A.D; roughly five hundred years after the Earth had been freed from the evil forces of Gilfred Von Baggins and his unholy metahuman army, allowing the human population to procreate and rebuild all of the cities and ecosystems that the oppressive regime had devastated. It was in modern day Virginia, now declared "The Soveign Nation of Glee Land," that the gang from the show currently resided in.
-Burt remembered what the day was like; Finn was there, oddly enough. So was Rachel, and...some other guy, who's name sounded like a subject in school...was it Mathy? No...that's not right...Chemistry-y? Can't be...oh well. Anyway, it was lunch break, about one hour before Biology...or was it Art?
"Are you worried about the dinosaurs, at all?" Rachel asked the others with a hint of concern. "Nah," Burt recalled replying, "I don't think they have the guts to actually launch the damn things."
Boy were they wrong.
-Nobody knows how it happened, or remembers exactly when it happens, but one thing was certain in the town of Neo Philadelphia, on the day of June 5, 3657...The dinosaurs, for whatever reason, began to drop the nukes all over the planet.
-As the large flash outside instantly fried anyone outside, and blinded nearly everyone looking outside, the alarms began to ring like sledgehammers striking anvils one billion times. "ALERT! AL:ERT!" the announcer screamed urgently over the intercom phone, "OUR ASSES ARE GETTING NUKED!" Another blinding flash, and thunderous boom occurred outside, leaving a city-sized mushroom cloud on the horizon, embellishing the sight of the space dinosaurs' bright silver, blue-light covered warships preparing to fire another gigaton nuke straight at the school.
"OH FUCK!" The subject-named boy yelled, "WE GOTTA GET TOM THE SHELTER!" "What if the shelter is already full?" Rachel asked in a panicked voice. "It's our only chance!" Flinn screamed in response.
Burt could swear he said something, but whatever it was, he forgot about it, so it must not be important.
-As they rushed to the shelter, they could see that it was already packed with some students, but something seemed odd about this particular shelter; nobody else was rushing into it. As the few members of Glee pushed into the tightly squeezed chamber, Burt realized something. The lack of a food source, the one red couch in the corner..."This is a FAKE shelter, designed to keep the REAL one less crowded!" Everybody began to panic, but it was too late.
All nuclear hell unleashed itself upon the school of Gleevale High.
-As the entire shelter lit up an incandescent white, a massive crashing BOOM ripped around the room, looking like it came from nowhere, but sounding like it came from everywhere. The heat of the blast right above the ceiling made the shelter feel like a microwave; some people even caught on fire! There were no ginger counters in the room, but Burt remembers hearing a lot of ticking, as if there was popcorn going off in the room (although he was deaf by now, so it had to have been his imagination.) Burt yelled a silent yell, as it felt like every cell in his body was being raped the fuck to shreds, as if every single one of his chromosomes was being penetrated and torn to shreds by the peni peni of a million deranged, inbred supermutant werewolf yukkuris, as his flesh began to feel horribly sun burnt, and he saw smoke arise from himself.
"RADIATION!" This was the only thing Burt could think of as the students around him were dropping dead from the very thing.
By the time it was all over, everything was silent. Not because Burt was deaf, but because almost everyone in the room was dead.
-Rachel, Finn, and Burt were the only survivors from that room, and most of the early days after the nuclear attack were spent hungrily looking for food and water, and eating incinerated flesh when they couldn't find any.
Burt felt like a true beast in those days.
And he loved it.