AN: Excuse any mistakes, and I know it seems to be going kinda fast but worry not...I have plans for this story!
Okay...nothing in this story is factual. Unless the world does turn into a zombie infested wasteland....take nothing you read in this fic seriously. I feel the need to say that.
And for anybody who hasn't realized...
Venice: Soi Fon
China: Yoruichi
Hawaii: Kisuke
Sweden: Kukaku
Just so you know who is who perfectly clear :p
Disclaim: I don't own Bleach or ZombieLand!
The United States Of...
Venice and Hawaii were packed up and ready to go by the middle of the day. After good long showers and new clothes and packing up food and water they found a secret staff of guns and ammo. They set out quietly.
Venice was still mulling over the dilemma that she'd been calling China. She played her for a fool and left her hanging.
Well that was not gunna fly in Venice's book of records. She'd let people play her before but this was a repeated offense. And at the ending of the world too! No. She'd get her revenge.
"Where we headed?" Hawaii asked after a few quiet moments.
"What?"
"Where. Are. We. Going?" Hawaii repeated firmly.
"…You're gunna follow me?"
"Don't see why not. Not like I have anything better to do. I kinda just wanted to go home to see what kind of shape it was in." He shrugged.
Venice smiled. "One way truck to Paris?"
Hawaii rolled his eyes, knowing she was fixated on China. "One way truck to Paris." He answered.
"What do you see in her?" Hawaii asked as they passed through bits of dry heated wasteland. The air conditioning was on and still it was to hot.
Venice had her jacket around her waist, shirt ruffling with the breeze from her now half open window. Her hair in her line of view every now and then. "Huh?"
"China. What do you see in her? She fucked us over what…twice now?" He shook his head, beanie off, blonde locks breezing.
"I really don't know. But…she's probably one of the only normal girls left on the planet. I'm not gunna get my brains chewed out and wonder what could have happened." Venice chuckled.
"Decent answer." Hawaii frowned thoughtfully.
"I cannot believe you almost kissed her. Wait…you did didn't you?" Sweden growled as she looked at her long time friend.
"It was just a brushing of the lips! Argh!" China beat the steering wheel with angry fists. Venice had eased her way through her walls of defense. Her air of mystery pulling her in.
"Our number one rule is only trust each other! Just you and me!" Sweden glared.
"I'm sorry!" She actually wasn't. She didn't want to leave Venice. She wanted to kiss her and get to know her. But after she'd told her friend they'd almost kissed Sweden was determined to leave. And China couldn't leave her on her own.
She wanted to fall asleep with Venice and wake up and smile and talk about stupid things. She wanted a new life with new people. Hawaii and Venice were both new. Not that she wanted to be rid of Sweden. She had no attraction to Hawaii. But Venice…
Venice was slightly shorter than her, seemingly weak but with a very strong personality and a burning sense of courage. Venice with her black hair and gray eyes and clear Japanese fluency with a tinge of Russian accent.
When they were dancing she'd been held delicately but firmly. Nobody had done that before. They always felt they had to be in control.
Venice didn't seem like that kind of person. And she admired that. Not needing to be in control of anything, not feeling like she had to be. China wanted to be that kind of person.
She hopped they crossed paths again. Somehow. She hopped they were following them to Paris.
Venice sipped her energy drink as she drove in silence. There was nothing on the radio. And Hawaii was snoozing quietly in the passenger seat.
It wouldn't be much longer until they got to Paris. She had been there on a few trips. The Tower had captured her. As clichéd as it was it really had.
It was one of the largest structures in the world. And it had stood against all kinds of weathering and danger. It still stood tall and proud. Venice wondered if it still did…even now.
She shook her head. She would get revenge. Nothing with death but she would be paid back for her troubles. Her life had been nothing but trouble since China and her little friend had appeared.
She'd been robbed of her favorite gun and a safe ride. And it had happened twice.
"Oh you'll get yours." She mumbled. "As sure as half the world is destroyed." She sipped her energy drink.
"We've survived through Japan, to Korea, across outrageous heat to Paris." China mumbled as she kept the car running outside of the city. It's crowing jewel just barely visible. "Was it worth it?"
"Fuck yeah! Let's go! I heard they have pretty fancy foods there, I wanna see if there's any of it left in decent shape." Sweden cheered.
China happily drove into the city. So far no zombies, so good.
"Woah!" Sweden grinned as she stared through the front window at the large tower. It remained fully intact and resilient against the rubble and destruction around it.
"Let's go!" Sweden laughed as China parked close to one of the large metal legs.
China pulled her violet locks into a high ponytail and took a gun, handing it to Sweden. She took her own and they jumped out.
"I thought there were no zombies." Sweden mumbled, scratching her messy black hair and brushing her bangs from her face. "Why the guns?" She asked curiously as she straightened her red top and black jacket.
"Better safe than sorry right?" China grinned as she donned her orange jacket. "Let's go."
"Is it even on?" Sweden asked as she looked up at the looming structure.
"Dunno. It's supposed to have like a search light thing at the top. So there's gotta be some way to turn it on." China shrugged.
"Hey look!" Hawaii pointed. A small light flickered into existence in the night. "That must be the tower."
"That means it's not busted if it is." Venice smiled. "But…"
"Those idiots! Zombies are attracted to sound and light. Why didn't they just leave the power off and take the stairs?" Hawaii grumbled.
"…Do you know how tall that structure is? It'd take forever." Venice defended.
"Better safe than sorry."
"Really?" Venice looked at him oddly for a moment as they continued to drive. "You don't strike me as that kinda guy."
Hawaii glared. "What kinda guy do I strike you as?"
"Better sorry then safe. Or something along those lines." Venice shrugged.
Hawaii chuckled. "Yeah I am that kinda guy." He tugged his beanie back on. "It's been good to me so far!" He grinned.
"So you're a single serving friend?" Venice asked as she continued to drive, pressing the gas pedal lower.
Hawaii gave her an odd look. "How far has that gotten you?"
Venice's brow furrowed. "What?"
"Being clever."
"It's gotten me this far. I use being clever to set rules to keep myself alive."
"…You've never just winged anything have you?"
"…No."
"Maybe you should start." Hawaii pointed to the tower that was now in closer view. "There could be a swarm of zombies heading towards that thing. Possibly hundreds of them. Being clever means sitting around and planning every move."
Venice swallowed down her nervousness. Why was he making sense?
"Now are you gunna stay clever and sit in here planning and possibly let a future girlfriend get her brains eaten out? Or are you gunna be like me and take a bat and a gun and kick some zombie ass and think about what you've done after you've done it?" Hawaii chuckled and pulled out a bat that was covered in tiny spikes around the top.
Venice couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face. "I think I'd rather shoot out what's left of a zombies brain than sit in here." That and she didn't wanna see China…or her friend Sweden…get eaten alive.
"Since when did zombies get smart!" Sweden hissed as she sat back to back with China. The elevator had stopped several feet above ground. The drop was enough that if the cords broke…they wouldn't even be semi-lucky to survive.
"I dunno." China mumbled.
"I can't believe they shut off the power." Sweden mumbled.
"So much for zombie free." China wished they'd just stuck with Venice and Hawaii.
Somehow, either on purpose or by accident one of the half dead bastards had managed to cut the power. Now the two women were left at the mercy or gravity, and swollen brained bloody bastards.
"Fuck my life." China sighed.
Venice pulled the car to a stop a block away from the tower base. "Shit." She muttered. Hawaii was right…there looked to be over a hundred of them swarming.
"They're like moths." She scratched at her arm. She hated bugs.
"Huh?" Hawaii made a face.
Venice rolled her eyes. "Moths are attracted to light. Don't you know anything?" She chuckled as she leaned forward to see the search light was out. "How did they cut the power?"
"Luck. Let's just hope it's on our side." Hawaii nodded for her to move closer.
Venice was careful to go slow, the engine would rev loudly if she put to much gas into it. And they did not need attention.
"Well damn…" Hawaii leaned forward as they got closer. "They're stuck in the elevator. I can just barely see them." He sighed. "They might just need out help."
Venice rolled her eyes. "You have an amazing gift of pointing out the obvious." She spoke sarcastically.
"Thank you." Hawaii answered, not catching on. "Alright…" He sat back and buckled. "Let's give those fuckers hell. Put the petal to the metal and crush 'em!" He cheered.
Venice huffed and smirked, she didn't wait as she floored the gas as fast as she could without the possibility of flooding the engine. The tires screeched and cried, once again leaving black tears in their wake as Venice tore across the pavement and grass.
"Yeah!" Hawaii grinned as undead after undead crumbled or flew into the air as they were hit head on. He rolled down the window and pulled out a flame grenade. He pulled the clip and tossed it out.
China and Sweden turned at the sound of screeching tires and loud thumps of bodies being hit. They stared down through the large metal plates that made one of the legs as a truck slammed through the crowd of zombies. Large plumes of flame busting ever so often.
"Who is it?" Sweden asked, though she had a hunch.
"Bring it you undead fucks!" A familiar voice boomed through the groans and grunts of zombies and the crunching of bodies.
China laughed, a grin appearing. "Maybe we should say sorry."
Sweden nodded. "Yeah." She shot off the head of a zombie as it appeared over the landing of the elevator. It fell away, covering the cement below with blood as it crunched down.
"Okay…that was fun. But I guess it's time to get serious. I got this…you get that." Hawaii spoke as he pointed out the window. "Go get her." He grinned and hopped out of the truck. "Go!" He called, running around the side of the truck as Venice hopped out with a hand gun and bat in hand.
"Good luck." She nodded as Hawaii hopped in.
"Don't need it, but maybe you do." He chuckled and blared the horn. "Come and get me you disgusting bastards! Let's go!" He called and pressed on the horn again. "Hawaii is just lovely this season!"
The ones that were left immediately went for him. Venice dodging a few as she ran towards the tower. She tossed a few flame grenades at large groups.
Hawaii took off, horn still blaring. Zombies following stupidly, unaware that their real death would come loud and quick at the hands of the mad Hawaiian man.
Venice batted one of the few straggler zombies in the face.
Double tap
She hit him twice more, blood splattering the ground and bat. She was glad she'd borrowed one of Hawaii's spike topped ones. They made the bashing much easier, although the squirting of blood was not pleasant.
Stragglers were easy to tag seeing as they were few in number. Venice cursed the distance she'd began running from. But she had always been a good runner. So rule one was no problem for her.
She shot an oncoming straggler in the face and brought her bat down afterwards. The way they jerked was nasty, but in was in human nature that gave her the adrenaline rush after she'd killed one. The thrill of the kill. She supposed everyone had it. Zombies even more so.
She ran through one of the small restaurants at one of the legs. Jumping onto one of the tables and banging her bat straight down onto one of their heads before she shot it in the face. "Thank you Hawaii fro believe in extra bullets." She mumbled as she continued to run from the oncoming slaughter.
China shot down another of the zombies. She turned and watched as Venice dashed across the floor of the tower.
"Where's the fucking power switch?" Venice called up as she bashed in the head of another. China just barely heard her voice.
"It's on the outside of the leg!" She called back down, hopping she would hear. Apparently she did because Venice turned and made a beeline for the outside of the tower again.
"Boy she is driven." Sweden mumbled. She didn't want to show any respect for the shorter teen.
"Hey come on." China mumbled as she smiled at Venice's encouraging acts of saving their lives. "They're saving our asses, they don't have to."
"I guess." Sweden scowled. She noticed her friend who she thought of as a sister had something of an eye for the short Chinese/Russian/Italian girl. She'd seen the flirting on the boat out of Japan. She saw the long glances between them. She wasn't the only one her best friend trusted anymore.
There was a loud click like sound as the tower jump started to life once again.
The elevator they were in gave a jerk but remained still.
China looked around and turned back to see Venice dashing back into the base of the tower, two zombies chasing her as she jumped into the elevator across from them. She shot the two in the head and seemed to take a deep breath.
"What the hell is she doing?" Sweden asked as she glared at the younger girl ascending one of the tower legs.
"She can't just keep running." China mumbled. Even Venice needed a break.
Venice cursed as she entered a restaurant. It looked quite nice. The she realized she wasn't alone as she stepped out into the place.
A few tabled had been crashed, glass lay scattered all over, splatters of thing she didn't want to know the name of covered the glass windows and walls.
Venice sighed as she reloaded her gun. There were three across the room eyeing her greedily, eager for a meal of flesh, blood, and organs from the human body. Something they had been only months ago.
Venice picked up her bat and gave a few practice swings. "Let's do this ladies." Knowing full well they weren't female.
They snarled, almost seeming like they knew they'd been insulted, and ran at her.
Venice grinned. "Gotta enjoy the little things."
