How's it going bros and bras? My name...is VioletDemon! I am back once again to write the next chapter of As the World Dies. So in the last episode, Jasmine killed her first zombie and had found her precious knives. Meanwhile, two students, Kin and his best friend, Demi, were surrounded by zombies until Jasmine and her friend, Olivia, join the picture and save them. So what happens now my dear readers? This episode of course! So without further ado, I present to you Episode 3 of As the World Dies: An OC Story.

Last episode...

"Yeah it was at the playground when we scared those bullies away from picking on those little kids. What about it?"

I just shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing really: just reminiscing about the past before I die."

She hit my shoulder. "Don't say that! We are going to survive this motherfucking plague and we're going to find our families! Understand!"

I nodded, even though I didn't believe it, and stabbed another one in the head. Some fell down, but more just kept coming. I closed my eyes and gave a silent prayer. 'Dear whatever God out there, please save us...'

Just when I finished, at least three of the zombies fell down dead. We stared at the dead dead zombies at our feet and looked back up to see two figures standing in front of the Gym door.

One girl with olive skin gazed at us and smirked. "It looks like we got some survivors right here. Should we help Jazz?"

The girl beside her with the medium brown skin looked at the chick and shrugged. "Sure why not?"

Episode 3

(Jasmine's POV)

"That was fucking awesome as hell! Next time some survivors are cornered, we'll kill the sons of bitches!"

I merely smiled at my best friend and nodded in agreement. After we disposed those annoying, slowly decaying monsters, the four of us walked down the hallways, in search for the faculty room. According to the one named Kin, that's where the keys to the school buses were at.

I merely sighed at this information. 'Great now we've got to keep evading these stupid walkers just to find this stupid room? God, do you hate me right now?'

"Um Jasmine-san?"

I merely looked back to see Kin staring at his feet, poking his fingers together like Hinata from the anime, Naruto, does. It was a cute sight to see because...well, it reminded me of Hinata. And of course, we all love Hinata so that answers that question.

"Yes Kin?" I replied, and then winced when I realized how I sounded. 'No need to sound so fucking cold Jazz...'

"I-I just wanted to thank you for helping us back there..."

"Oh that?" Olivia perked up. "That was nothing my friend!" She wrapped her arm around the kid and the guy blushed at this. "You need help and I'll be there to save the day! Along with Jasmine of course!"

I smiled and looked over to the guy's friend. The girl was pretty, now that I thought about it. She had long flowing strawberry blonde hair that reached down to her waist and swayed behind her when she walked. She had sun kissed skin and fierce green eyes that showed a hint of jealousy at Olivia for showing affection to the shy kid.

While Olivia was busy trying to make Kin talk, I strolled along with the girl and asked, "So what's your name?"

She gazed up at me, establishing our major height difference. "Demi Youngblood..."

I cocked my head to the side, confused. "Youngblood? You mean, you're-"

"Yeah I'm the 'school slut' even though it's not true."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Not saying that you are." I then focused my attention on Olivia and Kin. "Truth be told, you shouldn't feel jealous about my friend, Olivia. She's just naturally enthusiastic and does her best to lift up a person's spirits."

Demi quickly grew defensive and whispered/shouted, "What the hell are you talking about? I'm not jealous about that annoying ass bitch."

Something snapped inside of me and the next thing I knew, I held the girl by her throat, ready for murder. I felt Olivia grabbed my arm, but ignored her. "Now you better listen to me bitch, you can say whatever the hell you want about me to my face, but say one bad thing about my best friend and I swear to God, I will fucking kill you on the spot! Do you understand?"

She only stared at me and I pushed her back into the wall, causing her to grunt in pain. For good measure, I grabbed one of her ears and twisted it, making her cry out in pain. "I said 'Do you understand?'"

Begrudgingly, she nodded her head and I let her go, resulting in her falling on her ass. She rubbed her sore behind and glared up at me. I ignored this and turned around, only to see Olivia and Kin gazing at me. "What?!"

The two both backed up in fear and I strolled down the hallway, the rest of the group following me. I knew that Liv was giving me concerned looks, but at the moment, I didn't really care. 'No need to look at me like that. I'm not crazy Liv! I'm not...'

(Narrator's POV)

'Faculty room, faculty room, where in the fuck is the faculty room?'

Thought a young African American boy that ran through the hallway, using his speed and dodging abilities to avoid the "things" around him. The boy was at a height of 6'4, had medium brown skin, and close shaved dark brown hairstyle, which was barely any. He had mocha brown eyes and a frown plastered on his handsome angular face. He wore a white hoodie with a red shirt underneath, black jeans, and red high-tops.

His name was Drake Tyson, age 16, and a junior of Violet High.

A zombie heard his presence and gave a gurgled groan, only to get a face full of a black nightstick. The dreaded monster's skull fractured open, causing its immediate death. Surprisingly, none of the other zombies heard the commotion.

'How much blood can I get on my freaking hoodie? As soon as I get home, I'm gonna wash this thing!'

"AAHHH!"

Drake froze in his steps and tried to find the source. 'It sounded like it came from upstairs.'

Wasting no time, Drake broke into a sprint and made his way towards the sound. He made a right, avoided a walker reaching for him, and rounded to the stairs leading to where the second floor was. Once he arrived at his destination, he couldn't believe his eyes.

A freshman was bashing a bloody guitar through a zombie's mashed skull. He kept repeating the process over and over again, his silver hair shadowing his eyes. The people behind him could only do nothing but watch.

"Dude stop!" Drake suddenly found his voice again. "Man, seriously stop now! The thing is dead!" He rushed forward and wrapped his arms around the kid, pulling him away. The kid kicked and screamed, words of "Stop!" and "It wasn't dead yet!" exiting his mouth. Drake kept him in his grip until the kid calmed down. Once the guy's breathing returned to normal, he shakily raised his hands and gasped at the blood on them. Tears formed in his grey eyes and fell down his pale cheeks.

Drake put a hand on the kid's back and rubbed little circles on it. "It's okay man, it's okay."

Everyone could only watch as they saw one of their own crying his heart out, burying his face into Drake's chest.

AAAAAANNNNNNDDDDD...scene! That was the third chapter of As the World Dies: An OC Story. I hoped you guys enjoyed it and will review/follow/favorite or some other crap that can come up with. So until next time my dear fanfiction readers/writers I will SEE YOU...in the next chapter. Ja ne~