-Otto's P.O.V-

I opened the door again before hiding in the bathroom as the gunfire got closer. I stayed quiet as I heard four voices shouting outside before I heard the door slam shut. Then the sounds of various objects being pushed around the room before some of them started hollering in victory about surviving.

-3rd P.O.V-

"Man I can't believe we survived!" Louis shouted.

"I hate those vampires!" Francis said as he grabbed some ammo and a health kit.

"Maybe if you hadn't gotten trigger happy, you would'nt have shot that car with the alarm in it!" Zoey yelled.

"Alright everyone, calm down!" Bill said. "We rest here for awhile, resupply, then head out. Alright?"

"Sounds good to me. The faster we get to Mercy Hospital, the faster we get out of this nightmare." Louis said.

"Fine." Francis huffed before walking towards the door inside the safehouse. "But I need to take piss first." he said before grabbing the door handle and twisting it a few times. "Aw come on! Locked?!"

"If it's locked...maybe someone's in there!" Zoey said with a hint of hope in her voice.

"Or something!" Bill said as he reloaded his gun. "Francis, can you hear anything moving in there?" he asked.

"Doesn't matter. It's coming out so I can get in!" he said before pounding on the door. "HEY! ANYONE IN THERE!?"

"Nobody but us clogged crappers in here!" shouted a voice from the bathroom.

"Another survivor?!" Louis said as they all looked at the bathroom door. "Who's in there?!"

"Get out of there first! I gotta take a leak!" Francis shouted.

"First, put your weapons away please!" said the voice.

"We're not gonna shoot you." Zoey said. "What's your name?"

"That's what they all say." said the voice with a hint of laughter. "And I'm Otto Axford."

"Son, come out of the bathroom and let's chat." Bill said.

"Weapons away first please." said Otto.

"THAT'S IT!" Francis shouted before shooting the lock off and kicking the door in. He looked in the dim lit room to see someone wearing a plaid jacket, white shirt, green cap covering his blue hair, blue jeans, and black shoes staring down at the ground with his hands in his pockets. "OUT!"

"Okay okay!" said Otto as he walked out of the bathroom. He stood there in the light while Francis put the door up before using the toilet. He kept staring at the ground so his cap would cover his face.

"I can't believe it." Zoey said. "Two weeks of nothing but zombies and we finally meet another survivor."

"Well...'survivor' might not be the right word for me." Otto said.

"What do you mean?" Louis asked. Otto tried to find the right words while Francis rejoined them all before sighing in defeat.

"I'm not gonna lie to you guys. There's something about me that you should know." Otto said before pulling his hands out of his pockets. When he did, the four of them saw his hands before their eyes widened. And they only got wider when he pulled off his cap and showed them his pale gray face. "I'm a zombie too."

"OH SHIT!" Francis said before aiming his shotgun at Otto. Otto shielded himself with his arms as Francis pulled the trigger just as Bill raised the weapon up so that he shot the ceiling. "What are you doing Bill?!"

"Use your head!" Bill shouted before looking at Otto. "Since when do zombies talk?! Boy, I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but I highly doubt there's a zombie who can talk!"

"Yeah. I mean, every other zombie we've ever come across has done nothing but try to kill us." Louis said. "Take off the make-up already."

"I'm telling you I'm a zombie." Otto said. All of them looked skeptical before Zoey stepped forward.

"If you're realling a zombie, then prove it." she said. They both glared at each other before Otto took her right hand and placed it on his chest.

"Feel that?!" Otto said. Zoey just looked confused before a look of realization and horror slowly etched onto her face.

"Guys." she said in a quiet voice before backing away. "I...can't feel his heartbeat."

"Wait...then that means." Louis said.

"He IS a zombie!" Bill said.

"He's about to die all over again!" Francis said as he aimed at Otto.

"WAIT!" Otto shouted while raising his hands.

"Why?! So you can eat me brain!?" Francis said.

"If I wanted to do that, I'd blindly charge at you. Use your head, you retard!" Otto yelled back.

"ENOUGH!" Bill shouted. "Obviously, this zombie isn't like the rest."

"See? The man knows what he's talking about." Otto said as he started walking towards them.

"Hold it!" Bill said as he pointed his sub-machine gun at Otto, making him stop in his tracks. "Alright you. How are you talking anyway kid?"

"I honestly have no idea." Otto said. "All I remember was falling asleep feeling like shit, then waking up like this."

"What do you want?" Zoey asked.

"I...I don't know." Otto said as he looked at the ground. "I'm a zombie, but I don't go around attacking survivors. I tried talking to any other survivors I met, but they did what this bonehead here did and shot first and not think about asking questions." he said as he pointed at Francis.

"So why hide in a safehouse where survivors try to get to?" Louis asked. "If you knew we'd try to shoot, why risk it?"

"Because...because it's sucks being alone." Otto said as he sat on the floor and curled up. "My family's gone. I've got nothing left...not even life." He just sat there on the floor while the others just stared at him before walking away a bit and whispering.

"I can't help but feel bad for him." Zoey said.

"Same here." Louis said

"It's a zombie! Why not just pop him and keep going?!" Francis demanded.

"Because he hasn't attacked us!" Bill stated.

"Hey guys?" Zoey said. "Crazy idea but...can we take him with us?"

"WHAT?!" Francis yelled before Bill pulled elbowed him in the ribs. "Oof! Ow!"

"You know I can hear every word you guys say right?" Otto said from where he sat on the floor. He looked over at Zoey before asking. "Why would you want me to come along? Aren't you afraid I'll turn on you guys?"

"We've got guns and could put you down in an instant." she said. "Come on guys."

"No way!" Francis said.

"I don't know Zoey." Louis said.

"Bill?" Zoey said as she looked at the Veteran. Bill just looked at each of them carefully. Francis shook his head in disapproval, Louis shrugged his shoulders, and Zoey looked at him with big eyes. He closed his eyes and sighed before walking over towards Otto and kneeling down at his eye level while placing a pistol against Otto's head.

"One wrong move...and I'll put a bullet through your head." he said as he held a hand out to him. "Deal?" Otto stared at him before a smile came to his lips and he shook Bill's hand.

"Deal?" Otto said. Zoey and Louis smiled while Francis just started to rant.

"I don't believe this!" Francis said. "Fine! But I'm not letting him have a gun!"

"Don't need it." Otto said as he took a bat from Louis back and went towards the Safehouse exit. "There are a few perks about being a zombie." he said before opening the door and casually walking out. Francis slammed the door shut while they all looked through the window of the door to see him walking towards another zombie before looking at them all with a grin. "Watch this." he said before he began to yell at the zombie. "HEY UGLY! YOU SMELL LIKE HORSESHIT!" he shouted as he waved his hands in front of the zombie's face. He then stuck his fingers in his mouth and made faces at him. "NA NA NANA NAAAA!" he sung before laughing. "Thing about being a zombie is that the other zombies don't attack me. Which means they won't mind if I do THIS!" he said before he started wailing on the zombie with the bat. He smacked it in the head and proceeded to smash it's head open until it was nothing but a mess of brains and rotten flesh.

"Dang!" Louis said in surprise. "It didn't even try to attack him!"

"Still think he's dangerous Francis?" Zoey said with a smirk. Francis just glared at him.

"Whatever!" Francis said as they all got restocked and ready to head out.

"Let's go!" Bill said before all five of them took off.

A/N: Sorry the first chapter wasn't so long.