This is the 2nd chapter of iZombie Apocalypse, I will explain how the virus was made in the next chapter. For now, enjoy this one.

[Carly's POV]

I woke up at 8:30 in the morning, I couldn't help but giggle whenever I think of what happened last night, ah, I 'm hungry, I'm going to the kitchen find something to eat.

What could I eat here, Bread? Nah, too bland, Chocolate? Nope, too early, Aha! Cereal! Just what I need.

I sat down in front of the T.V after making a bowl of cereal, and what was on my mind was about last nights news, though it seems silly, it could creep me out at times.

"I wonder what could be on T.V right now?" I wondered, turning the T.V on.

A flash report suddenly comes on exactly as I pressed the on button.

"Seattle Airport is still closed recovering due to the virus attack last night, it is said the the virus is being spread by bites, though it is still unknown if it is airborne." The T.V announcer said.

"Ugh, that again? That's just plain silly, Hmm where could Spencer be, he should have been awake by now, I'll go find him, but before that, more cereal." I said, then I stood up to get myself another bowl.

I tried finding Spencer, but he wasn't in his room, so I guess he left and went to Socko's or at the junk shop again, so I went to Sam's room instead, I wanted to talk about a new segment for iCarly.

Knock, knock.

"Hey! Carly, whats up?"

"Oh nothing, I just wanted to talk to you about the new segment I was talking about."

"Oh sure, sure, come on in! I told ya that idea would be great!"

I wonder where Freddie could be?

[Freddie's POV]

I still can't stop thinking about what me and Sam did last night, I woke up at 5 am thinking about Sam, heck, I even had a DREAM about her, in my dream me, Sam and the rest were running away from something, though I don't know what.

After that, I stood up to find something to eat, maybe that chocolate bar Mom bought last night would be good, or maybe some eggs and bacon.

I checked the fridge, and sure enough, I found some eggs and a few strips of bacon, well, better than nothing.

While I was cooking, I took the newspaper that was delivered daily on our doorstep, and it's headline was about last night, a lot of people were killed by bites, some by being shot by the army either by accident or some people in the army are just getting afraid of the situation, they even had a picture of one eating a man. Eww, I think I just lost my appetite.

"I'm gonna call Mom." And at that, I whipped out my Pearphone and called Mom.

Ring

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Ring

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Ring

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"Hello?"

"Hey Mom, where are you?"

"I'm looking for the manager, I wanna speak to him, our hot water isn't working."

"What? Mom, I have no problem with having to take a bath with no hot water, its alright."

"No, its not alright, I wouldn't want to have you get a cold from the cold water."

"Whatever, Mom."

"You need something else?"

"No Mom."

"Okay, good."

I could go and take a bath without hot water! Come on Mom! I'm not a kid anymore!

"I should go to Sam's right now, I think Carly's there."

[Spencer's POV]

That thing about the virus on T.V last night really creeps me out! Though if it was real, then zombies would be running around.

I was going to Socko's to get some stuff, but I noticed something really weird, it was quiet, and some blood was on the side walk on his street, and no one was out today, weird.

I came at Socko's house and knocked, but no answer, I opened the door and found it was open, so I went in to find him, that's when he himself came out, though he didn't look like himself, he was pale and bloodied.

"Hey, Socko, whats with you, you look like you're a-" And that's where it hit me, he wasn't Socko anymore, he was a zombie, people would say I was crazy, but when the real thing is in front of you, you'll start believin'.

I ran back to our apartment, but then, a lot of zombies had started to run and followed me back, so I ran faster, but they caught up with me until I was at the apartment, the people who were out there looked at me like I was crazy, but when they saw the zombies, they ran back into their homes, some of them got bit, luckily I found a metal baseball bat.

I tried hitting a few of them until they were too many, that's when I realized that a few of them found their way in, and headed upstairs, a few guards tried to hold them off, but of course, they got bitten.

I made a dash to the elevator even though there was a group of them in my way, but luckily, I made it without a bite.

[Carly's POV]

Me and the guys were talking and enjoying our time together when we suddenly heard a loud banging on the door, so I opened it, and then this guy was there, and he look pale, and had blood on his mouth, I tried talking to him.

"Uh, hello, you okay there?"

He lunged at me like, I can't believe I'm saying this, a ZOMBIE.

"Carly! Move!" Sam pulled me out of the way and tried kicking the zombie, but no effect.

I was trying to look for something to hit it with, when I remembered I had a sharp thingy in my pocket, I fished it out and found out it was a broken, but sharp, handle of a hair comb.

"SAM! Use this." I passed it to Sam and she immediately knew what to do.

"Alright, EAT THIS!" She lunged at it and stabbed it in the eye, temporarily blinding it, so we made a dash downstairs, to find two of them down there, eating whats left of a poor, unlucky guy.

"Okay, we're stumped, now what?" Sam said quietly, trying not to disturb the zombies meal.

"Let's just wait until they finish." Freddie suggested.

"And let us become their next meal? No way." Sam retorted.

"Okay, well let's quietly get out while we can, then we go for help."

When suddenly, Spencer gets in the room, with the two zombies standing up, gazing at their next soon-to-be-meal,but Spencer attacks them with the bat in his hand, taking care of them easily.

"Carly? You guys still up there?"

"Yeah, we're still here." We went down and I gave Spencer a big hug, as if I hadn't seen him for years.

"Where were you?"

"I was at Socko's, he was a zombie, and almost everyone there was a zombie, I went running back here, so I can pick you guys up and we can leave, there's loads of zombies out there, so I bought us a truck."

"Okay but how'd you get a truck?" Freddie asked curiously.

"I got it from a retired marine. He said he wanted it off his hands, but its still in good shape."

"Where is it then?" Sam asked.

"It's in the parking lot, he also said he'd give us a few of his old pistols. Colt. 45's and a few mags of it."

"How many did he give?" Sam asked.

"Enough for three of us. And we could go to the gun shop to get a few extras, if the people here haven't taken them all yet."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's already 11 am, we still have time to leave, before we get over run."

[Freddie's POV]

I can't believe this is really happening, a zombie was just in front of us, we were lucky to have gotten down the stairs.

When suddenly, my phone ringed, which gave me and the others a shock.

"Oh, it's just my phone, it's Mom."

"Hello, Mom?"

"Freddie? Are you alright?"

"Yes Mom, I'm fine. Where are you, me and the guys are about to leave."

"Ow, there's no time son, go to our room, take them with you, I want you to get something." She sounded like she's hurt, maybe she got bi- no, impossible.

"What is it Freddie?" Spencer asked. "Is your Mom alright?"

"I don't know, but lets go to my room, she said she wanted me to get something there, though we better hurry."

We did what Freddie wanted, he seemed worried, we went to his room, which had a zombie inside, so Spencer gave it a hit to the head.

"Okay, what are we looking for here Mom?"

"Go to my cabinet, and get that bag in there."

"Hmm, okay found it, I- Oi! It's heavy!"

"You okay son? Ow.."

"Yeah I'm okay, now what?"

"Open it, and give one of whats inside to your friends."

Freddie opened and and his eyes were literally widened, he saw a lot of guns in the bag, two shotguns, 4 knifes, and a bow and a full set of arrows, and some Sub-machine guns.

"Mom, where'd you get these?"

"There's no time to explain, just get one and-"

"Mom?"

We could hear growls and the phone dropping.

"She's gone Freddie." Carly told me.

"No, no, it can't be, she has to live, SHE HAS TO!"

"We all have to accept what happens, I'm sorry Freddie." Spencer patted me on the back to make me feel better, though I don't know how a pat on the back would help.

"Okay, let's move! Let's go to the truck, but before that, someone get some of the canned food I bought and place them in the bag, put in what you think could fit, and get extra clothes, preferably jackets and shirts, pants."

We did what we were told, and after that, we made the move to go downstairs, when we got to the hallway heading downstairs, there were a load of zombies in our way, maybe there was 15 of'em, so Spencer said that we should find another way, that is, until Sam suddenly shouted.

"RAMPAGE!" A load of bullets were coming from her and and Carly, though Carly had to turn the safety function off before she fired her gun. I soon fired and and Spencer fired too, we took them down easily, so we headed downstairs.

"Alright, check the corners and see if there's anything worth taking. We'll be leaving in 30 minutes." Spencer said, sitting down on a chair and making sure no zombies were around.

With that said, I made a run to the managers office, to try and find Mom, but she wasn't there, so I checked almost everywhere, but when I checked in the bathroom, I found my Mom's golden bracelet, apparently it was a heirloom from our ancestors, where could she be? I hope she's safe.

Cheers.

199Eight.