Waste Lands Chapter 2 wow took me awhile to write this anyway I've got nothing much to say so I hope you readers enjoy this and be sure to check out my other stories so without further ado ONWARD to the story

i claim absolutely NO ownership over TAWOG

Flame belongs to (me)

Eric belong to ThunderBladeX

The teens sprinted down the dark streets a horde of those things chased after them, growling and snarling hungrily. Flame whipped around throwing his makeshift spear hitting two of them.

"Police Station!" Darwin yelled they ran faster their hearts pounding against their chest and breaths laboured. The horde behind them.

"Zombie!" Penny screech. Gumball slammed the knife into the head of the undead creature. Killing it.

They flung open the doors of the police station placing as many heavy object as possible. Gumball quickly scanned the place who ever came her before them was definitely skilled at shooting. He stopped at a steel door which hung open. "Guys I think I found it," Gumball called his friends the group approached the blue feline, stopping by the door.

"Well Hell-o," Flame entered the room picking up a sniper rifle strapping it to his back. He also grabbed an AK 47, a Glock and silver handgun.

"Wow dude. That's a little overkill dont'cha think?" Flame stared at the blue feline.

"Those things will overkill us all if we don't be careful."

"Yea I guess," Gumball grabbed two handguns and a sharp machete.

"Aren't we like killing people?" asked Darwin. Gumball shook his head gesturing for the goldfish to follow him.

"Does that look normal to you?" Darwin stared as a horde dragged someone out of their car before devouring them.

"Good point," Darwin cocked his hand gun and fired a clean bullet hole appeared on the glass and hit one of them in the head.

"Nice shot," said Carrie the others followed behind her. Penny cocked her rifle and Masami held the handgun shakily.

"Everyone ready?" asked Gumball. The group nodded.

"We can't exactly go through the front door," said Darwin gesturing to the hungry horde banging on the bullet proof glass a small crack making its way across the glass barrier.

"Any other way out?" asked Penny.

"The ventilation system," Flame answered. Pointing at the small vent at the opposite side of the room.

"Ok guys, let's go but make it quick cause those things aren't exactly gonna wait for us to get in the vent," said Gumball motioning to the ever expanding crack on the bullet proof glass. The zombies growled hungrily slamming against the glass their lifeless eyes staring at the blue feline.

"Come on Gumball!" Darwin called stretching his hand out to the feline, Gumball grabbed his hand as his brother hoisted him up into the vent and began crawling.

[...]

The team burst through the ventilation system, Flame grabbed the steel before it fell to the floor. He sighed with relief softly laying the steel beside him.

"Clear!" Flame whispered/yelled into the vent. The team jumped out of the vent, Carrie tripped an alarm that was conveniently there. The alarm blared filling the area with its loud noise and alerting every zombie within miles of their location.

"Sorry guys. I'm not used to these legs," Carrie rose to her feet dusting off her jeans.

"Well I suggest you learn quick. Those things are coming," said Gumball, the team could hear their loud groans and moans as they dashed around the corner.

"RUN!" yelled Darwin. The team ran as if their life's depended on it which it most definitely did, Flame whipped around firing a bullet from his Glock, the recoil nearly sending him off balance. He whipped around continuing his sprint with his team. Darwin stopped and aimed his handgun, firing multiple bullets. Two zombies fell dead on the bloodstained road. Darwin turned back falling back into step with his team.

"How are you guys so good with guns?" asked Penny. Gumball and Darwin only had one simply answer…

"Paintball."

[...]

The sun began to set in the horizon, Gumball and Flame stood watch while the others slept silently. Gumball glanced back at Penny's fragile sleeping form, he smiled lightly chuckling as she whispered his name.

"Man dude this world….how do you think this happened?" asked Flame.

Gumball shrugged, he honestly didn't know, Flame and his parents had gone on vacation and Carrie's dad was nowhere to be seen. Tomorrow they were going to Penny's place to make sure her folks where safe. And Masami there wasn't much saying for her parents since they had passed the ruins that were once the Rainbow Factory.

Flame shot up as a zombie stumbled in their direction, the poor fella was probably playing a game of paintball hence the shredded paintball gear and his goggles.

Flame took out a hunting knife he had found in the supermarket they went to for food. He slowly approached the undead creature sinking the knife into it's neck. The creature made a loud gurgling sound desperate snapping at Flame in an attempt to rip off the felines flesh. Flame twisted the knife sinking it deeper into its neck. The creatures head hung to its sides as it fell dead at Flame feet, Flame stood still staring at his bloodied hands. He bent down beside the paint baller, taking off his goggle and wiping them off with the sleeve of his hoodie.

"You okay dude?" asked Gumball. Flame threw up behind a car slowly nodding his head.

He sat back beside Gumball putting the goggles on his head.

"This worlds gone to shit man," said Flame. Gumball chuckled placing a hand on the orange felines shoulder.

"We're survivors dude and we'll try to survive together," Gumball smiled staring into the night sky. Both felines ears perked up at the sound of something else rustling inside the pile of garbage.

Gumball aimed his gun at the pile, his finger minutes from pulling the trigger. A figure yawned rising from the pile, Gumball lowered his gun a look of both relief and shock on his face.

A man stood 3 feet away from them, He looked to be in his twenties his body was blocky, he stripped out of a brown torn coat and revealing his, green T-shirt with yellow stripes going vertically, his dark blue pants and black Converses. The mans eyes met theirs. He began to approach them, Flame aim his AK 47 at the figure. The man stood in place yawning loudly, stretching his limbs.

"What is this," the figure said in an Korean accent.

Flame kept his gun on him, "are you a zombie?" Flame questioned.

"No I'm the queen of England," the figure replied sarcastically his accent completely disappeared he now spoke fluent English.

"What's your name?" asked Gumball.

"Eric," the figure known as Eric extended his hand, Gumball without hesitation took it. Eric twirled Gumball around disarming the feline and swiftly aiming his own gun at his head. Flame kept the gun on the figure ready to pull the trigger if he needed to take out both of them.

"Drop your weapon," Eric commanded, Flame kept his eyes on the man his finger tickling the trigger. Eric glanced at the sleeping forms of Carrie, Masami and Penny…. "Where's the other one?" Flame glanced to his side, Darwin was nowhere to be seen.

A gun clicked behind the figure, Eric glanced over his shoulder. The orange fish had been behind him had his gun aimed directly at the blocky human's head, Darwin's eyes stared coldly at the figure.

"Lower your weapon," Eric obeyed lowering his weapon and letting the blue feline free.

"What's your name kid?" asked Eric. Flame sighed lowering his weapon.

"Darwin Watterson," Darwin replied.

"Watterson as in Anais Watterson's brother?" Eric inquired. Darwin nodded, Eric chuckled approaching the warm fire and taking a seat.

Gumball and Flame exchanged confused looks sitting down as well. Darwin sat beside the two felines his gun in hand ready to fire if needed.

"How do you know Anais?" Gumball questioned.

Eric sighed staring into the bright flame, "before the outbreak I was a soldier in training...that's when we saw them, those things had came out of nowhere but they were everywhere. I was lucky to get out alive and unscathed...my comrades not so much, I came across a base on my way here...place was trashed as well a survivor or what was left of him had scribbled down this,"

He showed them a note with weird symbols and formulas written on it. Below them was a note some of it was stained with dried blood but they could still make out some of it:

Get them to Sector 12, get them to Dr. Robins! The fate of everyone depends on them find Ma/ and J/

That's all that could be read, the names were scribbled out and the rest was blood stained so there was no actual way of finding who or what this scientist was talking about.

"And then that thing showed up," Eric said his voice surprisingly calm.

"What are you talking about?" asked Flame. Eric stared into the orange felines onyx eyes. Fear hidden behind them.

Penny stirred in her sleep no longer whispering but yelling Gumball's name. Gumball crawled towards her pulling her close to him, planting a kiss in the top of her head, Penny twisted her head now resting on the blue felines chest.

"Ain't that cute," Eric joked earning a glare from Gumball and a chuckled from the other two. Carrie slept soundly unaware of anything and Masami had just woken up staring confused at the blocky human.

"We leave in the morning," said Gumball closing his eyes.

"Guess it's out turn to stand watch," Darwin chuckled. Flame groaned knowing he wouldn't get an ounce of sleep tonight.

[...]

The team continued their vast journey to the paintball field where they would get some equipment that might actually help them. Flame held on to the goggles continuing to wear them no one was sure why but the feline didn't want to to take them he had said something among the lines of.

"As a reminder for what that guy once was. What we are."

Penny walked anxiously wanting to get to her parents house which was just a few blocks before the paintball field.

Gumball held her close, light squeezing her hand and giving her a reassuring smile. The team began to close in on the paintball field, they sighed. Falling into step as they approached the Fitzgerald residence.

"Mom!...Dad!" Penny called, no answer. She ran up the stairs of the front porch Gumball following in tow. Penny burst through the doors of her home, everything was ripped to shreds and blood stained. The TV had fallen down and glass shards were scattered across the floor. She walked in her kitchen, examining her surroundings the kitchen to was in terrible shape. The bodies of the undead now lay permanently dead on the floor knife wounds in both their stomach, neck and head.

Penny heard something from up stairs if her dad came home and someone had a knife they have to be alive. They just have to, she ran up the stairs, Gumball followed in pursuit not wanting to leave her side in case things were to get ugly.

Penny approached her parents room. Her hand shook as she went for the knob, she took a deep breath readying herself for what was to happen.

She opened the door and her eyes filled with tears, her face stuck in a state of horror.

"DAD!" She screamed running up to her father. Gumball followed her through the door way his gun aimed in front of him. He lowered his gun at the sight before him.

"P-pe-nny?" Mrs Fitzgerald opened his eyes. His shell was cracked revealing the creature that hid deep inside it. Penny's mom lay just across from her father. Her head had been impaled by a knife revealing her lifeless eyes and the blood and what looked like an intestine in her mouth.

And her sister. Her body was mangled terrible her left arm was twisted in a painful angle and her right arm was completely dislocated hanging from the hole in her shell. Penny's father coughed blood dripping off his chin.

"Y-you...you have t-to ki-k-kill me," said Patrick.

"B-but Mr. Fitzgerald-"

"Please Gumball call me Patrick," Mr. Fitzgerald handed the blue feline a blue handgun. Penny sobbed her shirt stained with her fathers blood.

"Don't go dad!" Penny choked her tears washing away some of the blood. Patrick caressed his daughters cheek and stared into her eyes.

"Penny y-you mu-must li-live on...for me a-nd you mother. Please, promise me," She nodded hugging him tighter. He glanced up at Gumball his lips quivering as a soft whisper escaped his lips:

"Protect her."

Gumball nodded placing his hand on Penny's shaking shoulders. She rose to her feet moving beside the blue feline her face swollen from her tears.

"Patrick Fitzgerald," Gumball aimed the gun at the male fairys' head. Patrick closed his eyes soon to be reunited with his wife and child. He smiled,

"May you rest in piece," Gumball pulled the trigger leaving a clean bullet hole in the male fairy.

Gumball dropped the gun and hugged Penny as she sobbed into his shirt. He comforted her not wanting to let her go…

"Gumball!" The team yelled from outside. Penny glanced out the window her eyes widened in fear as did Gumball's as he lay eyes on the towering monster that rose from the grove of trees.

The mutant zombie released a terrifying screech slamming its massive hands to the ground. It stood there all ape like beating its chest as it charged for the team. Eric threw on his cloak and pulled down his army aviator goggles taking out his sniper, he kneeled down in front the creatures path. The mutant roared ferociously as it charged for the blocky human.

"Easy as pie," Eric said calmly as he fired his sniper rifle. The mutants head jerked back as it fell to the ground tumbling like a stack of cards.

"HELP!" A voice yelled from inside the woods, Gumball and Penny dashed out of the house Penny's face was still drenched with tears and Darwin had known what had happened just by the look on the couples face. He gave Penny a comforting smile which helped ease her pain, slightly. "HELP! Is anybody there?!" The voice came again.

The team exchanged glanced before nodding sprinting into the trees from which the voice came.