You know what? I'm not waiting for reviews. I want to write! Review if you want, but don't expect me to wait for reviews after each chapter. Also: How. Much. Of an idiot. MUST I BE TO NAME THE HERO THE SAME NAME AS THE BOYFRIEND!
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They reached the area where the screams were coming from. There was a locked door blocking them from the screams, and James kicked it down as though it wasn't even there. When the door was out of the way, they realized what the screams were all about. There was this... Thing. Not like one of the zombies. It was like a lizard. Green, scaly, with claws that looked like it could pierce a tank. It was dragging them along the floor as it was approaching a guy lying on his bed. It turned around at the noise, and confronted James. James aimed his gun. The lizard-thing started running at it. James unloaded two bullets into it. It just kept coming. James calmed himself, and took aim at the things head. Right before the lizard-thing got to James, a .50 caliber bullet entered it's brain.
Fuck was that...? James thought to himself. He went up to the guy, who was still obviously shocked by the experience. Amy stood in the doorway, looking at the thing, which was collecting a pool of blood underneath it. The guy was a classic nerd. Glasses, pocket protector, eager to answer every question that was asked by the teacher. His name was Max. It was impossible not to know him. He tried to have a conversation with everyone, and was usually quite annoying. He too, was in most of the classes with James and Amy. He still had all of his day clothes on. The thing seemed to have come up from the lower floor, and crashed in through his closet.
"Come on." James told Max. James wasn't exactly excited about having someone like this following him. He'd probably freak out every time he saw a zombie. Probably'd waste ammo. He just wanted to get out of here. But he felt obligated to save everyone he could.
"Umm... Thanks!" Said Max, still slightly freaked. Amy followed James out the door, who was followed by Max. They got back to the main lobby when one of the windows broke open.
"Shit!" James shouted. Max screamed like a little girl, already freaked out by the lizard thing, but now there were zombies crawling over each other trying to get at him. Amy came close up to James, trusting in the protection of his Desert Eagle.
"Get out of here!" He shouted at both of them. "Down the ladder!" He said as he pointed at the hole in the ground. Amy quickly went down the ladder, perfering to go to a place where she didn't know she was safe instead of staying in a place she knew wasn't safe. Max was sitting on the floor, staring at the zombies as they headed for James.
"MOVE IT!" James shouted. He ran over to Max and picked him up by the arm. The zombies surrounded James and Max, seperating them from the hole in the ground. James took his Desert Eagle and fired into the zombie crowd. The force of the bullets was enough to knock several zombies down. He pulled Max and shoved him into the hole. Max regained enough sense to grab onto the ladder before he went freefalling. James spent the last rounds of the Desert Eagle knocking the zombies back from him, and got into the hole. A zombie arm grabbed him as he started climbing down. James searched around for another button on the wall. He found it, and pressed it. The hole closed, and the zombie arm was cut off. He picked it off, and tossed it down. He heard Max scream below as the zombie arm fell onto him. He got to the bottom of the ladder to find Amy and Max sitting on the ground.
"Well, James" said Amy. "Where are we now?"
"Sewer access." Replied James.
"The fucking sewer?" Said Amy. There was no way she was going to go through a sewer.
"Would you rather be up there with them?" Said James angrily. Amy shut up, and lowered her head.
"Well," Said Max in his annoying high-pitched, frightened-as-hell voice, "I really don't care! As long as I'm away from them!"
James looked at Max. "Shut up." James said.
"What the fuck?" Max said.
"Just shut up." Said James.
"Fine..." Said Max. James took a magazine from his jacket pocket, and plugged it into his Desert Eagle. He picked up an iron pipe laying on the ground, and tossed it to Max.
Max fumbled to catch it, and nearly dropped it on his foot. "What's this for?" Said Max. James went over to him, took it out of his hands, and swung it at Max's head. He stopped right before it hit his head.
"That." Said James. Max almost fainted when he saw the pipe coming from him. James shoved the pipe back into Max's hands. James didn't know if he wanted to kill him or keep him.
"Let's go." James said. He started walking down the narrow hallway leading from the ladder. There was only one way to go, so Amy and Max followed him. The place stank like a sewer, and looked like a sewer. It might as well have been a sewer rather than a sewer access. A turn was coming up in the one-way hallway, and James turned it. Standing right in front of him was a zombie. The zombie grabbed James and started struggling with him.
"James!" Amy shouted. Max was doing his thing again, screaming and backing away from the scene.
"SHOOT IT!" James said, as he kept the zombie away from him. Amy raised her gun, and took aim at the thing's head. Her hands were shaking, and she was frightened. This was, or at least had been, another human being. She couldn't shoot it!.
"GOD DAMNIT AMY! SHOOT IT!" James shouted as he was losing strength. He couldn't bring his gun up to blast the thing. Amy was shaking all over now, not knowing what to do.
"IT'S ME OR IT AMY!" James shouted as the thing's teeth were getting nearer and nearer. With that, Amy pulled the trigger. The bullet went straight through the things head, out the other end, and into the wall. The zombie slumped, and fell over. James was panting. Max came out of the shadows, not hearing the moaning any more. Amy couldn't believe what she had just done. It may have tried to kill James, but it was, in all essence, another human being. She had killed another human being. She fell to her knees, dropping the gun. James walked up to her, and picked up her chin in his hands. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes.
"You did the right thing, Amy." James said softly. "If you hadn't had done that, it would've killed me. It wasn't human. Then it would've killed you, and then Max. Well, that last one wouldn't have been so bad." Amy laughed through her tears. Max visibly frowned. James picked up the gun, and put it back in her hands.
"Come on." James said. Amy got up, and wiped her tears away. James went up to Max.
"Next time you leave us for dead, you can be sure I'm going to be the one to leave you for dead after that." James said in Max's face. Max nodded slowly. James slowly turned away from Max, making sure Max knew that he meant it. Max knew he couldn't survive long. He would have to stay with these guys. James turned around the corner again, with no zombies in front of him this time. The trio continued down the dark hallway. A three way intersection was up ahead. James put his hand up.
"What?" Max said. James put his hand up to Max's mouth to muffle him.
Listen, James worded. There were foot steps coming from the hallway which branched off at the intersection. James put up his Desert Eagle, and walked slowly to the corner. Amy and Max followed, walking slowly and softly. James turned the corner, aiming his gun and ready to shoot.
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What is around the corner? Another Hunter? Another zombie? A Licker maybe? Find out in chapter four! Also, will Max stop being a little pussy and fight for his survival? Or will he continue running away from battles, making James do all the hard work and making Amy be thrown into more moral dillemas?
