Chapter 3

Arrgh this chapter is terrible. And if there are mistakes, blame my iPhone XD I wrote this in the Notes. There shall be typos. And very big ones at that if so.

Also: I have a Tumblr now. So, if you're looking for Warriors-related things to laugh at, I have many things there. It's .com (just remove the parenthesis and spaces)

Replies to guest reviews (I'll start doing this, since I get a lot of guest reviews 0-0):

Guest(1): I don't suck, I swallow. (JKJKJK) And I'm already in hell. SUCCUBUSSES FOREVER! And of course people would miss me! *gives noogie to ML* Right ML? (ML: *chokes*) She said that she'll miss me.

Guest(2): It's the prologue; it's there to be a little teaser.

Poopyface 2.0: Are you sure? You could be ML...

Spottedtail: Why thank you! *blushes* And, *in a Batman voice* I am Queen of the world...

oh gosh: Scared? (sarcasm) Why would you be?

GirlInTheShadows: I know...

Shira the Mage: 0.o

Guest(1) (I have a feeling that they're the same person): But we just met... can't we at least go on a date before you 'fuck me'?

Shira the Mage (again): Actually, if it were up to me, I would keep Ivypool single in the actual books, but FANDOM SHIPPING FOREVER! And of course!

JUST SO YOU KNOW This story is set in the American Mid-west (Texas, Louisiana, etc.) so there will be references about that.

Edit: I messed up on last names in here. Edited out for that reason.

Jayson Garra

"Jayson, Jayson!" Leo panted, running towards me. I looked up from my journal, stopping my pen.

"What?" I asked.

"It's Holly!" He breathed, sucking in air. "She's found us!"

"Holly?!" I gasp, standing up quickly.

"Yes! You know that kick-ass blondie, her name was Ivy, well, she kept our com number then found Holly!" said Leo quickly.

"You're joking!" I look at his face with my good eye, and see the seriousness in his face. "You're not joking..."

"Holly's sending a squad to find us right now!"

"What about Chloe?"

Leo looked away, towards a small cabin. "We have to bring her with us."

"But she's in an unstable condition!" I protested.

"She could wake up!" Leo roared. His eyes softened, glistening with unsung tears. "She has to..."

Chloe was a teenager we found hiding in an abandoned basement. She had been surviving on what was left of the supplies in her house, eating barely a day's worth of food a week. Leo had brought her out, and we took her to our 'home', where in the next few weeks we spent hiding there, the two fell in love. That was before the accident.

Leo had found a car, and had succeeded in jump-starting it. The two were driving around recklessly, having fun, but Chloe leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Leo was distracted for the tiniest of moments, then accidentally swerved into a building. I had saved Leo, but Chloe was in a coma. She hadn't woken up yet. It had been a full year since she fell into it, and I was losing hope in her ability to survive.

"C'mon, let's get our stuff ready." Leo frowned, wiping his eyes. He started walking back to our cabin. I followed him.

I looked over what I had with my one good eye. In a small disorganised pile, I had used and old books, a pair of cracked glasses, two extra hand-sewn eye patches, and a small assortment of medicines farmed from abandoned warehouses and shops. Grasping a large duffle bag, I shoved all my possessions into it and slung it over my shoulder. I drooped from the weight, but I dragged it out despite my lack of strength.

"Chloe, please wake up." I heard someone whisper. Judging from my surrounding, it was most likely Leo. Interested, I kept listening.

"Chloe, wake up. We're going somewhere special. That's where my sister Holly lives. It'll be nice there. And there'll be nothing that can hurt you there. Wake up, please!" He sobbed softly. I poked my head through the door, trying not to make a sound. Leo was leaning over Chloe's bed, clutching her hand with both of his, his forehead resting on her shoulder. Three different IVs were coming from her arms, and the cheap heart monitor was still beeping. I nearly sighed in relief.

Tears were running down Leo's face. 'He really loves that girl.' I thought. I stiffened. What would happen if she never woke up? What if she did, and she never remembered him?

He would be heartbroken.

I grasped my duffle bag the coughed. "Leo, when is Holly's squad getting here?"

Leo jolted in his place, startled by my sudden appearance. He looked up, and sighed, "In an hour or two."

I sighed, and pulled out a book. It was ancient, probably dating back around three-hundred years. The title was worn out, but I knew what it was called, 'The Two Towers' by, oh, was it, RJ? Token? Oh well. This was around the hundredth time I'd read it, as I hadn't seen a new book in months. Books were my company, letting me travel into worlds of magic and mystery, taking me away from the horrors of reality, which really helped me since I was always fighting.

I looked over at Leo. He was staring at Chloe, making small attempts at packing his things together. I felt sympathy for him at that moment. He'd never felt love towards him, and the fact that he loved this girl meant a lot to him.

Leo, Holly, and I, as toddlers, were abandoned and sent to out godparents Stacey and Brandon. They took care of us until the Infection spread. Stacey got it, and begged Brandon to kill her before she went insane. He sobbed, shakily pointing a pistol towards her. He whispered his love for her, then shot her in the chest. Brandon was never the same after that.

So when the world went black, he told us to leave and never return. The three of us quickly made packs of our stuff and left. I peered through the window, just as Brandon said, "I'll see you soon, my love."

He grasped the trigger on the gun, then raised the barrel towards his head. Holly looked over my shoulder, then screamed, "Dad!"

But it was too late. Brandon shot himself while cradling a cracked frame covering an old picture of Stacey. He soon slumped down, the frame cracking in half and glass spreading on the floor. I screeched, "Dad!" and collapsed. Holly dropped as well, cradling me in her pale arms. I hugged her, tears falling down my face.

Leo had looked over at the two of us, then screamed, "Zombies!"

Holly and I looked up, and Holly screeched. She grasped a broken-off pipe, then stood up. "Jay, we have to fight!"

I nodded, looking around. I found a rusty crowbar. It had to work.

That was the day I fought the hardest. Nothing could control my rage; whacking every moving thing in sight with the crowbar.

"Jay, they're here." Leo breathed, interrupting my flash-back. I looked up. "They came early."

"No way." I gasped. I stood up and walked slowly towards the car stationed in front of our cabin. "This is a 2015 Ford! Those are ancient! How did you ever get one in that good of condition?"

"My great-grand parents owned it." An older woman smiled, crinkles forming at her bright green eyes. "I'm surprised you know about it."

"Are you kidding?" I gawked. "Cars are my thing!" I walked around it. "You've even extended the back for more space! How did you do that without disrupting the modulators?"

"Don't ask me." She chuckled. She looked at me. "The name's Theresa. Theresa Garra."

"Garra!" I gasped. "I know that name. I know that name!" I paused. "Th-, that was Brandon's last name." Immediately tears fell from my eyes.

"Brandon?" Theresa gasped. "Where has that little rascal gone now?!"

I wiped my nose with my sleeve, and gave her a sad look. Theresa cried out.

"Mom, are you okay?" A boy- around twenty, with long brown hair and tan skin -asked. Come to think of it... he DID look a lot like Brandon...

"I'm fine." Theresa sniffled. "I-, wasn't he living with Stacey? And isn't Stacey the little troublemaker who beat up everyone?"

"Stacey was Infected. Brandon shot her, then he shot himself." I wiped my eye.

"Oh Brandon." Theresa whispered.

"How do you know him?" I asked.

"He was my brother." She sniffed.

"So you're technically my aunt then."

"What do you mean, technically?"

"Well, my mom and dad gave me and my siblings to Stacey and Brandon."

"Leah and Crow, damn those two sex-driven demons." Theresa snarled.

"Leah? Crow?"

"Stacey's sister and her boyfriend." Theresa hissed. "Leah was with Crow ONE NIGHT, then Crow had dumped her for another girl, Nina, which he got pregnant on their first week together. Nina forced him to marry her, then they did who-knows-what after that. But Leah had no job, no school, and took care of you three on the streets. She gave you up to Stacey after she heard of her miscarriage. Brandon was... er... away, at the time, so Leah gave you to Stacey. And then the whole fight happened, your sister, while very young, screamed, 'Leah is our mommy, not you!' To Stacey in front of Brandon. Brandon and Stacey had this huge fight, then got back together the next week."

"So that's why Brandon was gone for a week." I looked up.

"Mom, we need to get going." The other guy said.

"Right." Aunt Theresa smiled at him. She looked at me. "Which one are you? Leon or Jake?"

"I'm Jayson." I said. "The other one is Leo."

"Ah, silly me." She winked. "Well, get your stuff in the car. We need to get going. Holly misses ya'."

I took a few steps back and grasped my duffle bag, carrying it back to the car. I opened up the trunk and tossed it in. Leo soon followed with a blanket filled with stuff and tied at the end with rope. He stuffed it in the back, then shut it quickly.

Aunt Theresa looked out of the cabin. "Hey boys, there's a girl back here! Should we try and take her with us?"

"Yes!" Leo shouted.

"Got it!" She headed back in. I could hear her muffled commands. "Heather, Tyler, you both need to squeeze into the front seat. Or at least find somewhere besides the back seat and the roof. No Tyler, you're not sitting on the roof. And no, we're not strapping the girl to the roof. We need her in the back seat."

"What about the IVs?" A girl asked.

"We need those too. She's most likely in an unstable condition. Heather, I need you, Tyler, and one of the boys to take her to the car. I'll be guarding to see of any Drifters come by."

I barged in. "We need her taken in with the IVs and the heart monitor. You also need to get my spare IVs."

The boy and girl nodded, one taking the IVs and the other gently lifting Chloe up. I walked forward and grasped the monitor, happy at the steady blips. The three of us simultaneously walked back outside and into the car, gently setting her down and leaning the equipment against the door. Leo crawled in, placing Chloe's head on his lap. I tried to protest but Leo interrupted me with the stroke of his hand on her hair.

Apparently, Aunt Theresa was good at many things.

Driving wasn't one of them.

Heather and Tyler were laughing and cheering. Leo and I were screaming. Aunt Theresa sped off, cheering. I grimaced as I heard the sickening crunch of her running over a stray Infected. The three just laughed and sped on.

I looked over at Leo (I seem to do that a lot). He was looking out of the window, softly running his fingers through her dirty blonde hair. I saw Chloe's hand twitch in Leo's. I gasped, "Leo!"

"What?"

"Chloe moved!" My eye widened.

"Yeah, she does that." Leo sighed. He held her hand tighter. "She sometimes grasps my hand or my shirt. Honestly, it's normal."

My eye widened even more. "Leo, this isn't normal! She could wake up soon!"

"Who wake up soon?" Heather asked, spinning around towards us.

"Chloe." Leo whispered. He looked down at her. "You mean she could really wake up?"

"Yes!" I grinned. Leo wiped a tear from his eye.

"What if she's-, you know, different?" He whispered.

"Most coma patients either wake up with all their memories or none at all." I shake my head. "It's a fifty-fifty chance she could remember you."

"Well, there's still a chance, right?" Leo smiled. He brushed the hair out of her face, leaning down and kissing it softly. I rolled my eyes-, I mean eye. Well, it's kinda hard to so that with one eye. So, let's just say I smiled sarcastically.

"We're here!" Tyler smiled. He swung open the door and ran out. I opened mine, then stumbled out and barfed.

"I see you had a taste of Theresa's driving." A boy grinned.

I panted, "Yeah."

"Holly's in there." He pointed to the large warehouse in front of us. "Two rooms to the right."

I nodded, then yelled, "Leo, c'mon!"

Leo opened his car door and gently placed Chloe's head on the seat. He walked towards me, then smiled. "Let's go."

We walked side-by-side into the warehouse, then turned to the right and walked past a room. Leo took a deep breath, then pushed open the door. In front of us was Holly, sitting on her bed and crying softly. Leo opened his mouth and said her name. She looked up, wiping her nose. Standing up slowly, she said, "Leo? Jayson?"

"Holly." I croaked. She threw herself on my and engulfed me in a large bear hug. I wrapped me arms around her.

"God dammit." She whispered. "Don't let me loose you again." She released me then gave Leo an identical hug.

"We thought you were dead," Leo choked out, tears falling from his amber eyes. "We thought the Infected got you and you were dead."

"Oh, there's so much to tell you." Holly whispered, and released Leo. Leo sniffed, wiping his eyes. "Come. Sit down."

"Commander Holly!" Heather shouted, panting as she ran down the hall. "Brendan and the prisoner are missing!"

"Find them immediately!" Holly's eyes went dark, and she turned away from Leo and I. "We can't loose those two. I owe the girl my gratitude. She found my brothers."

"Why do you want me to do?"

"Send a squad immediately. Search the area. Don't stop."

"Ma'am, we barely know the girl. And Brendan wasn't much help here-,"

"Do as I say!" Holly interrupted. "I'm not losing another ally. I already lost Fallon."

"Yes ma'am." Heather nodded, and rushed away.

"Who's Fallon?" Leo asked.

"A friend." Holly choked out, her red eyes gleaming in the fluorescent lights decorating the ceiling. "He was a friend."

I gave Leo a look, like 'Don't say another word. Please'. He nodded.

"Leo, Jayson, please leave. I'll get you some rooms. Is there anything else you need?" Holly sniffed.

"My friend Chloe." Leo said quickly. "She's in a coma, and she might be waking up soon. I need to stay with her."

"Very well. I'll set up a room for the three of you." Holly nodded. "And if she wakes up?"

"I'll help her." I said. "I know how to help her."

"Good." Holly sighs. "Jayson, when did you get an eyepatch?"

"What?"

Holly smiled. "I just noticed it. And you've grown out your hair. It's so pretty." She giggled. Well, it's nice to know Holly's back go normal.

"Oh, a Drifter attacked me and bit my eye out." I shrugged "It's fine now. I just don't have an eye." I laughed it off. It feels good to laugh about it, since it happened a while ago. I've grown used to it now.

"Can I see it?" Holly gently brushed the black hair out of my face, and lifted the eye patch. She looked at the empty eye socket, then smiled. "It's looks healed. God, you two look so different. Leo, you're actually hot right now." She laughed, as did Leo. "And Jayson, you're not bad looking as well."

"You've changed too." I said. "You're a leader. You've turned out fine."

"Thanks." She smiled, then looked at the two of us. "Would you like a change of clothes?"

"Absolutely." Leo said.

"I'll get you some." She stood up and walked out of the door.

Immediately I turned to Leo. "She's different."

"I know." Leo sighed. "But maybe it's for the best."

Characters-to-cats:

Chloe Bracken: Cinderheart

Stacey Garra: Squirrelflight

Brandon Garra: Bramblestar

Theresa Garra: Tawnypelt

Tyler Garra: Tigerheart

Crow Finley: Crowfeather

Nina Finley: Nightcloud

Heather Onson: Heathertail

Fallon Levion: Fallen Leaves

Yeah... another awkward ending. The next'll be better, I swear!