A/N: sorry it's a shorter chapter. There is a whole story as to why that is but nobody actually cares so I'll just get on with the story. Cuz that's why you're here. So here's the next chapter. Oh, and don't forget to review ;)
It's never over is it? You only come very, very close only to come back down steadily. But that's not what it's like, at least not for Tess and her friends. Especially not for Tess. No, she she would come to what would seem like the height of her life only to have it viciously torn away. She could swear that she could hear the world laughing at her.
The serum was only temporary. It temporarily battled the destroyed virus (what ever I have added is bold and I changed genes to virus because genes meant it came from the parents)in the zombie. She had barely lived through one zombie apocalypse and was going through another and she still could not seem to say zombie without feeling ridiculously stupid.
It had lasted a year. One dreamlike year, when Clark and Lois had finally gotten married and Tess and Oliver had gotten engaged. Then, they were woken up with a sudden realization that seemed to echo through the entire world. It happened with little warning. Small symptoms showed themselves first, nothing like any limbs falling off like you would assume when a decaying corpse is reanimated, but subtle symptoms like drooling or a slight twitch. Their breathing might have become heavier as the shadow of death began it's war on their body.
Luck seemed to be on their side, as miraculously Tess noticed something was off. She had purposefully hired three employees that were former unharmed zombies, so that if there were symptoms and those three shared them when no one else did it would be a sign that it was beginning again. Three was a small enough group that they could be overtaken if necessary.
That morning she and Oliver were sitting through a board meeting that would have last ages. But, on her other side sat one of the men with a zombie history. (You should probably name who it was along with the other three on the next paragraph) He had always had a thing for her and therefore consistently chose the seat nearest to her, which Oliver detested, but put up with, as he was good at his job.
He began to drool. At first she dismissed it as his attraction but then noticed that the man across from her began twitchinguncontrollably, along with his breathing which was getting heavier. The third man drooled and twitched occasionally. The other board member's didn't notice, but Tess did. Tess' eyes went wide, which Oliver noticed immediately. "Mercy?"
"Meeting adjourned," Tess ignored Oliver, getting up in a hurry, wasting no time. She stood by the door and waited for everyone to leave. Her heart moved up to her throat and began to beat faster. "Everyone go home except Mr. Roberts, Mr. Simmons, and Mr. Smith," she ordered calmly trying to hide the fear in her voice, but with an urgency that no one questioned it.
Tess looked at Oliver with worry. He recognized that something was very wrong but was missing whatever it was that suddenly set her off. With their lives it could be anything. Mr. Roberts, whom Oliver had a particular dislike for spoke up, "What's the matter?"
Tess spoke confidently, "I suggest you three isolate yourselves and anyone else that shows the symptoms of twitching, heavy breathing, and drooling. You can't hurt each other, but you can hurt everyone else."
They looked around at each other as they slowly began to recognize the history of the group. They had all once been zombies.
Mr. Simmons moved slowly towards the window on the opposite side of the two men and asked, "Is here okay?"
"The glass is bulletproof. It should work," Oliver answered knowingly.
Tess laid a loaded gun on the table. "To defend yourselves against each other."
