DEAD RISING: TILL DEATH DO YOU PART.
Alan Peterson always loved his wife Kathy, even when he had the fight with her in the Entrance Plaza; and he still loved her as the zombies tore him apart. How could this happen to him? Well this is the story of how the Peterson's ended up in the mall.
Alan had been trying to sort out some divorce papers his wife threw at him, because she believed him to be cheating on her. That was a lie, he had been married with Kathy for twenty-four years. Never in his life had he ever cheated on her, he loved Kathy with every bone in his body, but now she was filing for divorce.
Thinking back to their wedding day, Alan wondered why Kathy was doing this. There was no reason for her to want a divorce, sure they had a few fights in their years together, but they always worked it out.
Just then, a loud crash from outside the house. "What was that?!" Kathy cried rushing into the living room. Alan looked out the window to see that a car had crashed into a power pole from across the street, but that wasn't the strange thing about it. There walking toward the car, very slowly was about ten to twenty people. All of them seemed to move like they were drunk or something, but there was a lot of blood on them.
Just then, two police car drove up to the crowd. Alan watched as eight officer climbed out of the cars and drew their weapons on the advancing hoard of people. They shouted at the crowd to stop and surrender, but the people kept on walking toward them.
"Alan, I don't want to be here," Kathy whimpered, "I want to leave this place and go somewhere safe." Alan looked at his wife and saw how scared she was.
Alan began to speak. "Alright, we-" but the sound of gunshots cut him off. Looking out the window again he saw that the police were shooting the people, but they were still coming. More shots rang out as the officers began to pull back. As they backed off, another group of people came up from behind them on all sides.
Alan and Kathy watched in horror as the officers were over whelmed, but before the last officer went down, he scored a head shot on one of the people. The man fell down dead and didn't move after he hit the ground.
"They're zombies," Alan gasped in shock. Zombies were suppose to be made up, but not these—these were eating the cops and now coming toward the house. "Kathy, stay behind me," he said grabbing a plank of wood that was leaning up against the wall.
Kathy was very scared now. "Alan, what are you going to do?" she asked fallowing him to the front door. Looking his wife in the eye, Alan pulled out his car keys. "We're going to make a break for the mall." It was the best place to hold up. The mall had lots of food, plenty of places to hide and even a gun store.
As Alan opened the front door, a zombie threw itself against the door knocking down him and Kathy. Looking up, Alan saw the zombie coming toward him, he tried to get up, but there was a awful pain in his legs. Then his hand brushed up against something. The plank of wood. As the zombie moved forward, it took all of Alan's strength get back up on his feet.
"You won't take my wife from me!" Alan shouted as he swung the plank into the head of the zombie killing it. "Kathy, get up," he begged, but his wife did not respond. Alan picked her up piggy back style and carried her to the car, but he saw that she had a bad cut on her head. Kathy must have hit her head when she went down. The zombies began to converge on them as Alan reached the car.
Suddenly, Alan remembered that he had dropped his keys in the house. There was only one thing to do now—run to the mall by foot. It was only six blocks down the road, but roads were crawling with zombies. "To hell with it!" Alan shouted angrily, then he took off running, never stopping no matter how tired his legs got, he just kept on running.
All the way there, Alan never stopped thinking about what he said on his wedding day. "Until death do us part," those words echoed through his head, but his thoughts were interrupted when he saw that the gates to the Entrance Plaza were closing and the zombies were coming up behind him. It was now or never, with the last bit of strength he had in his legs, Alan run and ducked under the gate as it closed shut right behind him.
At that very minute, two men rushed up to Alan. One man pointed a shotgun at him and yelled, "Stop right there! Todd, go check them out," the other man, Todd started checking him over. After a minute of doing so he nodded to Brian, "He's clear," then he came over to Kathy and started looking her over.
"She's not bit," Todd said calmly backing away from the old couple. Alan looked at him with a weary smile, but he quickly remembered her wound.
"Please, you have to help me," Alan begged loudly, "my wife is hurt. I need something to stop the bleeding." Brian looked over at a man wearing a mall uniform. "Freddie, is there a first aid kit anywhere?"
Freddie thought for a second. "Yeah," he said remembering about the kit. "I'll get it from the security room." As he left to get the first aid kit, Alan took his wife to the back of the plaza and sat her down near the gate. When Freddie came back with the first aid kit, Kathy was wide awake.
After her wounds were treated, Alan fell asleep by her side, not wanting to leave her, but the next morning would be the last time he would see his wife. As the sun beamed through the massive windows of the mall, Alan awoke to see that it was already ten o'clock and there were other people he had seen when he had arrived at the mall; there was even a man with a camera coming down the steps from the security room. He looked as he had no idea what was going on.
"Alan," Kathy groaned, "are you looking at one of those young ladies?" she demanded. Alan hated this, his wife was once again saying he was being unfaithful to her. He had no time for this, so without saying another word he picked up his plank of wood and stayed quiet.
His wife kept on complaining and shouting at him, until finally, Alan lost his temper, he began to argue with her about anything that came to his mind. Just then their argument was cut short when they heard someone shouting for them to run. Kathy looked back at the entrance and saw that the zombies were pouring into the mall.
"This can't be happening!" she screamed, to scared to move from where she was standing. Alan looked at his wife and saw that this was the end for them, but if the zombies wanted them, they would have to go through him first.
"Step right up you zombie bastards!" Alan shouted. He swung his plank of wood at every zombie that came close, but there was no end to them. Every time he killed one, another one just took its place. In the end, Alan fell backwards from exhaustion. As the zombie began to claw at him, he heard his wife's dying screams.
"Until death do us part!" he cried, reaching out he grabbing his wife's lifeless hand before breathing his last. Alan and Kathy Peterson died that day, hand in hand.