The pairings in this story are, hopefully if I don't decide otherwise at the last minute:
Nepeta x Gamzee
Aradia x Sollux
Dave x Jade
Rose x Kanaya
John x Vriska
Karkat x Terezi
Feferi x Eridan
These are pretty much my favorite pairings but Nepzee is my OTP. :3
Nepeta yawned in the backseat of her car. She had her laptop out with three bars of connection. She'd been driving for a day straight and knew she was getting close to the prison now, considering there were occasional signs pointing her in the direction of Atlanta. She'd passed the place called Macon and now she was pretty sure that she was gradually nearing the prison.
Sollux had put up a map with everyone's locations. There was some sort of tracking device in everyone's laptops so Nepeta knew exactly where every single person was, including herself. And by now, everybody was headed toward the prison, eager to find the Haven that was the prison that Gamzee had found.
TerminallyCapricious began trolling ArsenicCatnip at 16:41
TC: HeY pUsSyCaT. :o)
AC: :33 Hey Clown!
TC: ClOwN? :os
AC: :33 I thought that mew k33p calling me pussycat so mew should have a nickname too!
AC: :33 Mew are called clown beclaws mew wear clown make up!
TC: oH, oKaY :o)
TC: YoU'rE tHe ClOsEsT rIgHt NoW, rIgHt? :o)
AC: :33 Purrsibly.
AC: :33 Did Pawlux send mew the tracking purrogram?
TC: YeAh, OnE sEcOnD. :o)
AC: :33 Meowkay!
TC: YeAh, YoU'rE tHe ClOsEsT rIgHt NoW :o)
AC: :33 Have mew got enough food?
TC: MaYbE...
AC: :33 I'll go and s33 if there's a shop nearby.
AC: :33 S33 mew later!
ArsenicCatnip ceased trolling TerminallyCapricious at 17:29
Nepeta sat up and clambered out of the car, her eyes focused intently on the glass doors to the Wal-Mart that was well in her sights. She had her claws ready and a pistol in case she needed it's assistance. Finally, she headed toward the darkened building and ran round the back. The sounds of the dead inside was loud enough to terrify her, but she kept on. If her friends were going to survive, they would definitely need some food to shove down their throats.
Nepeta climbed through a smashed bathroom window and killed the only zombie in there by plunging her claws into it's eyes. The thing collapsed, it's brain destroyed, and Nepeta let out a sigh of relief. Then, she had an idea. She picked up a discarded sweeping-brush and locked the door by sliding it through that and a nearby pipe. Then, she fired her pistol three times before jumping out of the window.
Back inside the Wal-Mart, the hoard of zombies had crowded around the bathroom, eagerly clawing at the door in an attempt to get in. Knowing they'd soon lose interest, Nepeta started to fill up her emptied rucksack. Canned meat, canned vegetables and even a few sweets. All the fresh produce was rotting and the frozen food also, considering the freezers must've failed a while ago. So, filling her bag, Nepeta smiled and hurried to the exit.
But then she slipped on a puddle of blood.
With a crash, Nepeta knocked the nearby shelf to the floor and landed there herself, denting all the cans in her bag as they clanged. The sound clearly alerted the hoard. A roar erupted and the sound of zombies running. Gasping, Nepeta pulled herself up and tried to run to the door. She slipped again. The zombies were coming now, behind her, close enough to smell. A gash in her leg bled furiously.
"Shit." Nepeta cried as she threw herself through the glass window pane of the door. She landed on the cement with a thump. The roars of zombies echoed in her ears and Nepeta felt her sight blur. The car. It wasn't far.
Running.
She was running.
She hit the car.
She fumbled with the handle, knowing the dead were close.
It opened.
Nepeta all but threw herself in and slammed the door behind her, locking all the doors with the click of a button.
A woman, her face rotting in a green-brown colour, threw herself up the car, snarling with her entire lower jaw on show. The skin between her right eye and lips was gone completely, replaced with the sight of rotten muscle in a deep red where it hadn't received any oxygenated blood. It snarled, clashing it's teeth together and grinding them as it dragged broken, black nails down her car window. The smell wasn't there, considering the locked door was in the way, but it still sickened Nepeta anyway. Just the sight made her stomach churn.
In horror, she jammed the key into the ignition before speeding away.
Gamzee Makara was worried. He'd furiously messaged Nepeta, telling her not to go near shopping centers. They were filled with the dead, dragging their lumbering corpses around like it was their life's purpose. But she had never responded and now it was midnight, a silent one at that.
Scared and worrying for the life of his close friend, Gamzee loaded up his laptop and looked at the tracker on Nepeta's laptop. She hadn't moved for nearly six hours and now Gamzee was really worried, considering she was on a main road too. Just ten miles away. Where was she? What had happened?
Panicking, Gamzee reached for a bottle of Faygo that was nearby, but stopped himself at the last second. He wouldn't resort to that. He was nearly clean. So, instead, Gamzee picked up his clubs and pulled on his leather jacket. He was going out to find his cat-girl and make sure she was okay. His own life depended on it.
Kanaya Maryam felt like she was in a lucky place. She'd woken up in the biggest Department Store she'd ever seen and now she was with Rose as well. They were geared up and had both received message of the safe Haven Gamzee had discovered. Kanaya pulled on the thick leather jacket and leather skinny trousers before wrapping a red ribbon around her neck. If she was going to die, she would die looking stylish. Finally, she pulled on a pair of red stiletto heels and looked at her girlfriend.
"What is your opinion on this outfit, Rose?" Kanaya asked, pouting as she applied a little lipstick.
"Won't those heels limit your ability to run?" Rose asked, her emotions masked behind an emotionless frown.
"I highly doubt it. I find it quite simple to run in heels like these and they would double as a powerful weapon, should the need arise." Kanaya replied, pointing at the thin, stiletto heel. "This would easily penetrate skin, if not bone when applied with enough strength or pressure."
"I understand." Rose said, pulling on her own rucksack. "Where are we heading again?"
"A prison near Atlanta, Georgia. Gamzee Makara cleared the building and it's surrounding grounds of the infected and many of the others believe this will be the easiest way to survive." Kanaya replied, pulling her rucksack over her shoulders.
"In a cage?"
"It keeps them out."
"And us in."
This one was kind of short but I wanted to end with Rose being pessimistic and leaving you with a little hint of the future.
And the next chapter is going to be all romantic and gooey so I'm sorry about that in advance.
But when I say gooey, I'm not saying it's just romantic gooey.
It's zombie brains gooey too.
Awwwww yeah ;D
~Kirara
