Sorry it took so long for this chapter to come out! Last Wednesday I got my braces and Thursday I was to sore to do anything, and the Thursday before that I had a huge paper due so I couldn't write. But I have not given up on this story! I am terribly sorry for the wait, readers! But I am back in action! And to make up for the lack of updates, tomorrow I will also be updating a chapter, so you can look forwards to that! But otherwise, keep your eye out for a new chapter every Thursday!
...Or at least I'll try. I applied for a couple jobs this summer, and if I end up getting one I might be busy. But I'll still try to update.
Since I didn't get any reviews on what to do with John, I just decided to keep my original plan. Like I said, there will be a few OC's in this story, but they won't be the main focus, but more to help the story progress. The OC's will have the highest death count out of all the cast, but I might end up having to kill a canon character or two. Beware, there is some gore in this chapter. Along with some language and violence. So I'll shut up now and let you read! Sorry, there's something about having a fan in my hot bedroom cooling me down that makes me more... energetic? Hyper? Less depressed? I seem to be almost over my depression, so that's good. Depending on what mood I'm in, the mood in the story will change slightly. Sometimes it might be a bit more on the light hearted side, others on the gruesome side, and others on the depressing side. But like I said before, I'll shut up now and just let you read the story!
Disclaimer: If I owned Soul Eater, it would have lasted a LOT longer.
The bell chimed as Maka entered the gas station. The first thing that caught her eye was the overturned magazine stand, which was now laying on the ground with scattered pictures everywhere. Maka briefly wanted to curse the staples, which were holding them all together so poorly, when her eyes landed on a red patch on the floor near the stand. Maka's stomach flipped and her palms started to sweat as she took a step towards it, followed by another, and another, until she was finally standing right in front of it.
Maka knelt down, careful not to touch it. Although she had no clue what it was, she had a pretty good feeling that it wasn't ketchup. It was a darker color, and there were some clumps of it. And the stench of it… it certainly didn't smell very pleasant. Not that Maka was particularly fond of the scent of ketchup, she knew the smell of it, and it smelled nothing like the thing on the floor. In fact, it smelt a lot like…
"Blood." Maka breathed out. Although she never had to deal with a lot of blood before, she certainly was no stranger to it. Like most people she had to deal with a cut or two (not to mention a certain monthly visitor Maka wasn't too fond of). But the big question still remained: just whose blood was it? Perhaps the gas station was being robbed and John was trying to defend it? Or maybe John was secretly robbing the gas station and only pretended to work there? Or maybe it was the riots she and Liz heard on the radio?
A heavy set of footsteps from behind her snapped Maka out of her thoughts, as she whipped her head in the direction she heard it. About ten feet behind her, an incredibly tall (probably around 6'7") man stood behind her. He was wearing a pair of tan, dirt covered dress pants and a white button up shirt with a couple splatters of blood on the collar, underneath of a battered dark brown button up jacket. He was looking down at the ground, wobbling a little as he stood there, his matted brown hair obscuring his face from Maka's view.
Maka quickly stood up and reached out toward the man slowly, perhaps he had just been in a car accident and stumbled in here while John went to get the police? "Sir?" Maka called out to him, but he was unresponsive. "Are you alright?" Maka took a step towards the man, and he swiftly looked up, causing Maka to gasp. His eyes had a filmy, white layer over them. They looked almost… lifeless. Before Maka had time to register what was happening, he ran at her and tackled her to the ground, into the puddle of what Maka assumed to be blood. Maka screamed, as she used all her might to keep him within arms distance away as he was reaching him mouth towards her, continuously biting down. As soon as Maka's arms were about to give out, the mans head jerked forward as a little blood splattered on Maka's face, and he fell on her limp. Maka rolled him to the side as she looked up at her savior.
Liz sat anxiously in the car, the news on the radio seeming to have sobered her up some. She looked at the gas station once more, wondering what was taking Maka so long. Liz fiddled with her thumbs, as she contemplated going inside to get her or just waiting, when she heard a scream coming from inside of the building.
'Maka!' Liz internally screamed, as she reached for the door handle, stumbling out of the car. Maybe she wasn't as sober as she had previously thought. Liz put a hand on the car to steady herself, when she saw something come out of the trees on the other side of the road. Liz narrowed her eyes to try to get a better look, when she saw the figure was a person.
"Hey!" Liz called out. "Can you help, I think something weird's going on here!" The figure started walking closer, and Liz thought it was to help. Liz heard a loud moan from behind her, and turned her head to see another person, who seemed to be sprinting at her. "Inside! They're the one's that need help!" Liz tried to explain, but the person kept on sprinting at her. Liz flung open the car door and slammed it shut, moments before the person rammed into it. Liz was surprised they showed no pain after slamming into the side of the car at the speed they were going at. The person slammed into the side of the car again, and Liz quickly slid over into the drivers seat, hitting the doors lock while over there.
"Calm down Liz. You fell asleep drunk and this is only a nightmare. Maka's driving you home right now as we speak." Liz muttered, trying to comfort herself, only for a hand to slam against the drivers-side window. Liz fell backwards in shock, and slammed her head against the passenger door, laying sprawled out across the front seat. She got a good look at the womans face who was slamming her hands against Liz's window. The woman has white, dead eyes and was making a chewing motion with her mouth, as if it was trying to eat the glass… or what was behind it. It slammed it's hands against the window again, and almost immediately afterwards another set of hands started slamming against the car too. Liz's eyes looked all around, not counting the person ramming against the door behind her, there were now two others trying to get in her car, but moments later, another joined in. Followed by another. Next thing she knew, she was surrounded by five of those… things.
Liz sat up, and slid back into the drivers seat, putting her seat belt on.
"Maka…" Liz looked at the gas station one more time, as if hoping that at that moment Maka would come out and say it was all a prank to get back at her for ditching her at Hiro's party, but Liz knew Maka, and Maka wasn't the type to play pranks. All this was real.
Another one of those creatures slammed into the car, blocking Liz's view of the gas station. It apparently got a good hit in, because the passenger window had a big crack in it. Liz knew it was now or never, so after saying a silent apology to Maka, she turned the keys, switched gears and hit the gas pedal as fast as she could, before the creatures could break the window. She turned onto the road, and looked in her mirrors back at the 'people' standing there, turning their attention towards the gas station and walking towards that.
John was standing above Maka, a blood covered fire extinguisher in his hands. He dropped the fire extinguisher and put his hands on his knees, panting heavily. His clothing were splattered with blotches of blood, but Maka assumed that was just from hitting her attacker with the fire extinguisher.
"A-are you alright?" John managed to say once he caught his breath. Maka to let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding and stood up, looking back down at the man who had attacked her.
"I-is he… y-you know…"
"Dead?" John finished for Maka, and she nodded. He looked over at the body and continued. "I think so. Asshole had it coming to him though, he just walked in here and tackled me into that magazine rack there. He banged me up pretty good, too. I managed to get away, but he just kept on chasing after me."
"W-why'd you save me though, he could have killed you?" Maka questioned, still in shock about the whole situation, her brain seemed to only be going at half speed.
"When you came it, the bell rang, taking his attention away from me so I could grab something. If you didn't come in when you did, I'd have been a goner. You saved my life. Besides, I couldn't just let you die, could I?" John flashed a sad smile at Maka, as if he was trying to reassure her.
"How are you so calm right now?" Maka questioned. Before John could answer, a loud banging on the window attracted their attention. Bodies were banging against the glass, their eyes were like the man's: dead and lifeless.
"W-what are these things!?" Maka gasped as the pressure on the window caused a crack to appear in it. Maka's brain seemed to have started to start up again as she looked at John. "We need to get out of here!"
John nodded and grabbed Maka's wrist, dragging her towards the back of the store. "Wait!" Maka yelled. "The fire extinguisher!" Maka reached her arm in the direction it was in, pulling away from John. The sound of glass breaking make John tighten his grip on her wrist and run faster towards the back of the store with Maka in tow, leaving the fire extinguisher behind. John grabbed a hold of the door knob of the employees only door and flung it open, slamming it once he and Maka were inside.
The zombies have arrived! Sorry if I made Maka seem like a damsel in distress, it won't last much longer. But girls are proven to be weaker than boys, plus she hadn't had all the fighting training she had in the anime. But that doesn't mean she's weak... MWAHAHA! Anyways, so John is alive and Liz has left Maka. I'm not bashing Liz, I actually like her character. But it was a life or death situation, if she didn't get out of there when she did, she would have died.
Are you getting/do you have a summer job?
I've been filling out applications, but none of the places have called back to schedule a job interview yet. Maybe it's because I'm only 15, but I really want a job. Anyone know any places that hire when you're 15? I'd be grateful to know. So far the job I want most that I applied for is as a waitress at a restaurant in a hotel. I hope I get it, I like hotel restaurants, they're so cozy! I just wished I lived in a more populated town, since not a lot of people pass through :(
Fun Fact: I no longer think of chapter ideas while I'm on the swing. Maybe because two weeks ago it broke on me, and I fell to the ground and sprained my ankle. Embarrassing. That's why I didn't tell anyone how I hurt my ankle. Luckily it's better now.
Please Review, for... changing all of the chapter titles to titles of songs (did you notice)?
