I should probably tell you why we're wandering around America instead of trying to find a safe place to settle down. We have to go back 4 months ago to when the apocalypse started:
It was a lazy Thursday at school and I was sitting in my advanced English class listening to my teacher drone on about Irony. It was very boring, so I began to drift off when we heard a scream coming from the hallway. Dad always taught us to help those in need, so I ran in to the hall and found this cheerleader eating a soccer player. I could tell they weren't from our school because of their uniforms.
I'm ashamed to say that I stood there in shock instead of helping, but it was really weird. Some of the other kids in my class started to follow me and one of them yelled "ZOMBIE!" the whole class began to panic and ran out the front doors of the school while yelling zombie, causing other class to panic and run away too. It was mass chaos. I ran toward the girls and pulled the girl off of the soccer player, he was holding onto his arm but seemed okay (minus the shock form being attacked by a cheerleader).
The cheerleader tried to bite me but I pushed her away and grabbed the soccer player and started running for the exit. The rest of the school was out side by the time we made it out the doors, I turned around to see the cheerleader slowly making her way to us then the door shut. I estimate about two minutes before she reaches the door.
The soccer player is looking at his arm muttering, "She bite me." I look down and see a horrid bite mark with black streaks running up his arm. It looks like a nasty infection, but I've never seen one like it before. But before I could dwell on it my overprotective big sister pulls me into a bear hug.
"Chase! Are you okay?" Bree asks as she squeezes me.
"I'm fine, but we need to call 9-1-1 there's this girl attacking people, and I think he has an infection." I say pointing to the guys arm behind me.
"Someone already did." Caitlin says. I notice her for the first time standing behind Bree.
"Lets go I'll drive us home. Caitlin do you need a ride?" Bree asks.
"Nah, my moms on her way." Caitlin declines.
"Alright, I'll text you later." Bree says before she drags me to her car.
"But my stuff-" I start to argue.
"You can get it tomorrow." Bree says.
"But my favorite calculator-" I try again.
"It will be there tomorrow." Bree says, shutting me down.
I roll my eyes and get into the passengers seat of her car, before I shut the door I see the soccer player form earlier stumbling toward us.
"Are you okay?" I call out, wondering if he's still shaken up by earlier.
He doesn't answer still coming toward us. Bree gets out of her car and walks toward him but then she runs back, using her bionics, and starts the car.
"Shut the door. Now!" She demands. I shut the door and she takes off before I could put my seatbelt on. She runs right into the poor guy and speeds off toward home.
"What was that?" I ask as I look over my shoulder at the now dead guy lying in a pool of his own blood…wait his blood is black?
"When I saw his eyes the were gray, no white just gray. And his skin was grey and his veins were sticking out and they were red, he also tried to bite me. " Bree says, sounding hysterical.
"Bree you just killed somebody." I say, running my hand through my hair. "Does that make me an accomplice?"
Bree looks at me and says, "He was no longer human, I don't know what - but he wasn't human." Then she goes through a red light, still going over the speed limit in her red Mercedes.
I look over, "Bree your going 90 in a 25!"
She just presses on the accelerator and ignores me. I sit back and try to calm myself as I see shops and cars whoosh by.
"Call dad." She says, blowing through another stoplight.
The phone rings for what feels like forever, then dad finally picks up.
"Chase? Are you okay, I was just about to come get you guys when I saw the news." Dad's concerned voice filters through my iPhone.
"Um - we're fine. But Bree is speeding so well probably be home in 5 minutes compared to our usual 45 minutes." I say, still frantic.
"I have a feeling the cops are more concerned with – whatever's going on. I'm going to call Adam and see if what's happening here is happening in Florida. Be safe, I love you guys." Dad says.
"Love you too." I say and then hang up.
A few minutes later Bree is pulling her blood covered car up to the driveway, but instead of parking in the garage she leaves it in the driveway. We both hop out and hurry into the house. Dads on the phone with Adam still, with the news on.
"We'll come get you, don't leave your dorm stayed holed up in it till we get there. I got to go, be safe. I love you." Dad says before hanging up. He turns to us and says, "Go pack your bags, we're going to get Adam."
"What about school?" I ask, still trying to hold on to my normal (sans bionics) life.
"I'll take care of it, now hurry." Dad says as he pulls his phone out.
I'm standing in my room staring at my closet trying to process what I've witnessed today. Bree walks by my room and notices my current state, she leaves her suitcase by the door and walks into my closet and pulls mine down. She stats putting jeans in there, but I quickly snap out of my reverie and start packing. Bree pats my shoulder and heads down stairs.
"Uncle Dougy!" I hear Bree yell in surprise and happiness.
I quickly finish and rush down stairs. I see Douglas with a suitcase next to him.
"We need to stop in New York to get Marcus" Douglas says.
"I know, but NYC is going to be teaming with the virus by then, do you think he could make it to my vacation house outside the city?" Dad asks.
"Yeah, I told him to head there." Douglas says.
"Good. Will go there then we'll go to Florida." Dad announces. We all shake our heads in agreement before we all pile in to dads self-driving car.
"We're going to be using my private jet to get there faster, and just incase there is anybody infected on a commercial airplane." Dad says, laying out his strategy.
"That would be disastrous." Douglas comments.
(By the way Adam, Ethan, and Trent are going to college in Florida and playing for the football team. Marcus graduated early and got a full ride scholarship to Julliard so that's why he's in New York. I'm also set to graduate early but I don't know where I want to go to college, plus it looks like I'm not going to have to worry about that anymore.)
We arrive at Davenport industries and head straight for dads private airstrip.
"I already cleared everything with the government, they said all commercial flights will be grounded to try and stop the spread of the disease. But the military will still be in the air. We'll be landing at my house in New York. We'll get Marcus, fill the plane up with fuel, and fly to Miami. " Before dad could elaborate more Bree interrupts.
"What about Caitlin and her family? We can't leave them in the middle of a zombie apocalypse." Bree states.
"Who said anything about zombies?" Dad says.
"Call them, they can come with us. I hate to break this to you Donnie, well not really, but this is a zombie apocalypse." Douglas says. Douglas loves to tell dad when he's wrong.
"Whatever." Dad says.
We are settled on the plane when Caitlin and her parents show up. Caitlin and Bree sit next to each other and start to gossip, you would have never thought those two were in the middle of an apocalypse. Her parents thank dad and sit behind Bree and Caitlin. Dad and Douglas both know how to fly so Dad flies and Douglas naps preparing to take over.
Now looking back it would have been better if we left Caitlin and her family at our mansion where Eddie could have protected them.
A/N The next few chapters will be about them getting Marcus, then Adam and his friends, then meeting up with Sebastian. After that I will go back to the present then… I don't want to give anything away. :)
There home looks like its in the middle of no where on the show, that's why I'm made their commute long.
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