This was really fun to write... so I thought, let's continue then!

Read my Vampire Diary crossover too... I have to update that story too. That will come out... a week after this one comes out? Maybe...

Okay! Story time!

Zander's P.O.V.

I stare in awe as Stevie lands to the ground with a thud. She lets out a groan and buries her face into her dry hands.

The rest of us just stare at each other, wondering how Stevie could have done that, especially since she had been so afraid.

Kacey sits beside her, and hands her a can of fish. Stevie looks up, and slides it away.

"Stevie... You okay?" Kacey says, breaking the silence. Nelson and Kevin let out a sigh of relief, happy that they didn't have to ask.

"Yeah... I'm fine..."

I turn my attention back to the walkers outside. The window was small, and could only fit one person at a time. I need to think of a way to escape. Food wasn't going to last forever, and it wouldn't take long for one of us to get bitten or sick.

Kevin and Nelson continue to scrape the dull knives along the hard concrete ground. Kacey gets up and drags me to a quiet corner.

"I don't think Stevie is holding up so well... Just give her a damn weapon already!" She says. I sigh as I rub the back of my neck.

"I already told her no... She's in a delicate state... Giving her a weapon-"

"Will cause her to go insane? Shoot one of us? Commit suicide? She has been in this state ever since this thing broke out. Matter of time she gets worse... Throws herself into a group of walkers." Kacey sits against the wall, as banging and growling from the other room. I sit beside her.

"Listen... I just don't want her to lose her humanity, killing every walker, person, or thing that comes along."

"She's already lost it... Haven't we all lost it?" Kacey stand up, and walks back to Stevie, still refusing to eat.

I take out one of my handguns and play with it in my hands. I finally get up and walk to Stevie.

"Stevie... It's not that I don't want to give you a gun... I just don't want you to-"

"Protect myself? Because you think you'll always be there? Because one day, I'll get sick or bitten, and that gun and you won't be able to do anything about it. Except put me out of my misery. And believe it or not, I can handle a gun, and I'm not planning to kill myself... no matter how much I want to..." She slouches and slides the can of food to me. "You can have it... I'm not hungry."

She jumps up and walks to the window. She looks out, almost marveling the walker's grace of dragging their feet around.

We had to leave... More walkers could come and we'd never be able to leave. I remember an old store around the block that had lots of medicine and food... Spoiled food but still food. Only about 6, 7 walkers out there would be easy to handle.

"Guys... Lets bolt." I announce. The gang stuffs all the cans into their backpacks and wait for my instructions.

"Okay... Nelson, Kevin and I will bring down the 6 or 7 walkers that are out there. Kacey, Stevie you guys try to stay out of the walkers' way. Once we handle them, we'll go to an abandoned store around the block that has medicine and food for us... We can stay there."

They nod. I open the small window and leap out. I pull Nelson out as he starts to murder the walkers who had noticed our presence. Kevin came out next and helped Nelson as i pulled the girls out. Stevie, who refused my assistance, swatted my hands away and climbed out herself. I sigh as I pull a knife out and look around for any more walkers.

Kevin and Nelson, who were busy slashing their knives around, had killed them all, except one that was barely noticeable.

It's head was seperated from it's body and stayed quiet on the ground. I notice Kacey and Stevie, not seeing the horrid creature, back up to it. I take out my gun and shoot it before it could get a taste of Stevie's foot. She flinched at the sound, but quickly masked it. She sighs with relief.

"Okay... Let's leave." We all carry our things as we walk out of the abandoned school parking lot.

:start of apocalypse:

Since we hadn't been bitten, we were taken to a refuge. We saw many other people of all ages there, all safe, but we never saw any of our parents...

There were many tents. And all the people had to be divided into gender, and age. Kacey and Stevie left to go to the girl's tent with many other girls their age. Some tried to flirt with me, but this apocalypse had made me reconsider my entire life, so I glared or brushed them off.

Nelson, Kevin and I had to go to a tent with other teen boys.

After about an hour, we all had to wait to go into the clinic tent to make sure we weren't bitten, sick or infected... I saw one of the sick kids go in and I heard a gun fire right after.

Nelson and Kevin were clear, so we waited for Stevie and Kacey to be done. They came out fine, but Stevie was still traumatized by the walkers. We circle round the refuge, and notice that once you get sick or anything like that, they shoot you, so we should leave... now.

"So Stevie... Are you worried about your brothers or parents?" Nelson asks. She nods. "Yeah... more my parents, not so much my brothers... they've lived through much more than this."

Kacey and Kevin walk back and forth, wondering about their own parents. "Maybe they're dead... or a zombie right now!" Kacey screeched.

I know my parents are dead... But no point in crying... They'll take care of me from up there.

I briefly explained to the band how we should leave... In case one of us were to get sick. We all agreed, and planned that it'd be the day after... We were going to save the meals in our backpacks for the long road ahead. All we have to do now is wait for a few days...

:Post apocalypse:

We were walking along the damaged sidewalk and pointing out every walker we saw. We didn't kill them though... No point in starting a riot.

We finally see the old store, and quickly get in. We take out each rotting walker and board up the windows and doors. The place was stock-filled with chips and cans and everything we needed.

While we celebrate, Stevie just sits on an old bar stool and slumps over the counter beside the cash register. I walk over to her slouched body and begin to talk.

"Stevie... There's a reason why I don't want to give you a weapon... You know it's not because I want you dead." I smile trying to break the ice, but instead of breaking it, she just gives me an icy glare. She stops looking at me.

"Just give me one... I promise I won't kill myself." She opens her palm. I reach for my knife, but instead, I keep it in my pocket.

"No... not yet." She rolls her eyes and groans. She gets up dramatically and walks to the kitchen utensil aisle.

I look out a small crack in the wooden boards and see all the stores across the street. We could loot out those places...

I call them all over, and get them to break up into groups.

"Kacey, you can join Nelson and Kevin if you want." I say.

"I'll be fine... I'll loot one of the stores myself."

"No... That's too dangerous... We can't risk that." I warn her.

"I'll be fine." She says curtly. "I'm fast... No offense, but you guys will just slow me down."

She leaves out the heavy metal back door, as I heard her footsteps run farther away.

Nelson and Kevin do the same. Stevie and I just stand in silence.

"Let's go." I say. She glares but walks behind me. We walk across the street to a small grocery store. We come in and don't hear a sound. There were no walkers in here.

"Okay... It's safe. We'll split up and take all that we can, okay?" I say. She nods and walks towards the fruits.

I get all kinds of things, veggies, meat, water, milk, chocolate... and much more. I shove the chocolate bar into my pocket... I'll save that for Stevie.

As I loot some more, I hear a sound. Assuming it was Stevie, I walk towards the sound, and realize it was a little boy who had turned.

I reached for my knife, and pulled it out, but the entire blade fell off of the handle. The boy comes closer to me as I try my gun. Damn no ammo.

Hungry, the boy leaps onto me, and wrestles me. I try to pry him from me, but to no eval. "Stevie!"

I hear her footsteps, and her voice. It echoed in my brain, as the boy tired me out. "Zander?"

The boy growled and almost bit my arm. I pulled my arm away, as he grabbed my face. But before he could do any damage, a blade went right through his skull.

He fell to the ground, with one last groan. I glance up and see Stevie holding a kitchen knife.

Surprised, I try to talk, but no words came out. "Let's go." Stevie says. She helps me up as we walk back to our store in silence.

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