How to Survive a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter Four- Fight

A/N Gahh this chapter was so freaking hard to write! I can't do action scenes! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated Also, so much evil foreshadowing is happening in this chapter you don't even know. Final note, I have gone back to my original plan (I think I said that before) so please disregard the author's note at the end of chapter 2. It is no longer accurate to the story…

"Oh shit. Oh fuck. This is not good." Josh said, backing up to the wall.

"You think we haven't worked that out?" Aaron hissed.

Close up, the zombies were disgusting. Their skin was mouldy and crusted, a pale grey covered in splotches of green and brown. Their teeth were rotted and yellow, but looked sharp and dangerous.

Each person gripped their weapon tightly and pressed themselves against the car park wall. Annabelle ducked between Elise and Evanz, and the zombies shuffled closer. One lurched towards Will and he smacked it in the face with the frying pan.

The zombie's nose broke and sprayed pus over his shirt. It fell back, moaning, and suddenly the other zombies all fell into action.

Aaron ducked under the groping arms of a creature and tackled it to the ground. It fell on top of him and tried to bite his ankle but he slammed his heel into the monster's forehead. The zombie's head snapped back on impact and its forehead caved in. Aaron shoved its legs off of him and kicked its upper half away, rolling out from underneath it and up on to his knee. Evanz helped him to his feet. Meanwhile Will bashed the floored zombie on the back of the head, and it stopped squirming for a moment.

And then the fight descended into chaos.

Evanz stabbed a zombie in the eye with his knife and shoved it back. The corpse stumbled away but came forward again, trying to bite his arm. Evanz ripped his arm away from its gaping maw and kicked at its legs. He moved backwards, slashing wildly at the thing with his knife. With one wide slice he decapitated the zombie, sending clumpy blood splashing towards him. He managed to avoid most of it, but some hit his shoulder and he shook it off in disgust. Josh ran up and kicked the head away as the body crumpled.

"Not bad, man." Josh said, rubbing his face.

"Duck!" They heard Aaron yell, as he came running towards them. The pair ducked and Aaron jabbed his knife into the face of the zombie that was behind them.

Meanwhile Elise and Will had been pushed back to back, Elise, deprived of a weapon, repeatedly kicking one zombie in the stomach and shoving it away as it advanced on her. Will was battering the zombie Aaron had first downed. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and kicked it in the knee. The bone cracked and the zombie fell. The blonde straddled the zombie, beating it about the head with the back of the frying pan. Evanz ran to him, arm outstretched, holding the knife which was now covered in zombie flesh and lumpy, clotted blood.

"Will! Decapitate it!" Evanz gave his knife to his friend and Will pressed the blade through the zombie's neck, slicing through it cleanly.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the street, Josh was fighting one of the two remaining zombies. He knocked it under the chin with the frying pan and kneed it in the chest sending it tumbling backwards. He turned to see Elise helping Will up as the zombie she had kicked to the ground reared up and grabbed her arms, gripping them behind her back, trying to take a bite out of her shoulder. She twisted to avoid it at the last second but the thing still had a grip on her and she couldn't move. The long sleeves of her shirt tore at the seams that ran along her shoulder.

Before anyone could register what was happening, Josh barrelled into the side of the zombie, smashing it into the wall and firing a punch into its cheek. The decaying face gave way and when Josh pulled his hand back bits of zombie flesh were stuck to his knuckles. Aaron picked up his knife and ran over, jabbing the zombie in the neck and tearing its throat open. He yanked the zombie's head off and threw it away, whilst Josh hurried over to Elise.

"Are you ok?" He asked worriedly. She pointed to her neck, showing that its teeth had luckily not managed to break through her skin.

"I'm fine, thanks to you. You saved my life." She hugged him tightly for a moment, then pulled away, turning to look at the others.

Annabelle kicked the final zombie in the ribs, then kneed it in the groin, hard. She shoved it away and Evanz wrapped an arm around its waist and threw it to the ground. Will handed him the knife and Evanz knelt on the zombie's back, using the knife to cut the thing's head off.

Elise ran over to her little sister, checking her for bites and cuts. "Bells! Are you alright?" She asked, hugging her sister tight.

"Don't worry sis. Evanz protected me." Annabelle grinned and Elise smiled at him thankfully.

"Thank you so much." She said.

The six of them stood there, covered in dirt and bits of decaying zombie flesh, bruised, battered, but alive.

"Quick, everyone check for bites." Aaron said, and the survivors checked themselves all over.

"I'm clear." Will announced.

"Me too." Josh said, and Elise sounded her affirmation.

"None here." Evanz told him.

"Or here." Annabelle rubbed her arms thankfully. "That was way too close."

"Let's get inside before any more zombies appear." Evanz said. They hurried over to the wall and found that although it was much higher than the fence, the mortar had crumbled away in some places so much that there were hand and foot-holds all the way to the top.

Once all of them were inside the walled garden, they went over to the back door. Trying the handle, they were relieved to find it was unlocked. Will stepped in first, frying pan settled over his shoulder so that he could immediately whack anything that leaped out at them. Nothing did, in the living room at least.

They filed into the room, and looked around. Furniture was overturned and the entire place looked like it had been swept up in a hurricane.

"I'll go upstairs to check out the other rooms." Elise walked over to the staircase and Josh walked after her.

"I'll come too." He said, and she gave him a grateful smile.

After they'd gone, Aaron turned to face the group.

"I'm not the only one who sees that, am I?" He asked. The others shook their heads. "They're the only ones who don't, aren't they?" This time, the group responded with nods.


The pair returned to the living room in the centre of the house. "Nothing. We're all clear." Josh told the others, who sighed in relief.

"So, what do we do know?" Annabelle asked, but her question was met with only silence.

The quiet was suddenly broken by Will's phone going off at full volume.

Everyone jumped and glared at him. "Fucking hell man! What the shit?" Josh said angrily.

"It's Gubiak!" Will told them, answering the call and putting him on loudspeaker. "Guby! Are you ok?"

"No! There's a fucking zombie apocalypse going on!" Gubiak yelled into the phone. Screams and cries could be heard through the speaker. "It's crazy. Have they reached England yet?"

"The entirety of Leeds is fucking deserted. We're stuck here." Aaron said. They heard Gubiak curse loudly and the sound of his phone hitting the ground sounded loudly.

"Aaron? You're ok?" Gubiak yelled, having picked up his phone again.

"Yeah. Me, Will, Josh, and Evanz are all here. We're ok for now."

"Thank fuck." Gubiak sighed. "No one else will answer their phones. Not Jake, not Tyde, not Peace. I was so worried. I thought you were all dead." The sounds of his running feet could be heard through the phone once he finished the sentence. The sounds stopped. "Ok, I think I'm safe for the moment. These things are everywhere, there's fire nearby. I can hear the people dying. Everything has gone to shit. The government has collapsed. I have no way of ge- shit!" He was cut off mid word by a shout and a thump. There was a dull splat.

"Guby? Guby!"

"I'm ok. It tried to get me, but I'm fine."

"You've got to get to the coast! Try to find a boat." Will called.

"And go where? It's worldwide. There's nowhere that's safe." Gubiak told them, and the group shared a look of fear and hopelessness.

"Just stay alive. Try and get to here." Josh said. "It'll be alright, man!"

"I- Fuck, signal's g- shi- NO!" There was a final scream, and the line went dead.

They stared at the phone, Elise covering her hand with her mouth. Evanz put his head in his hands, looking away from the phone. Aaron's mouth moved, trying to form words, but none came. Annabelle buried her head in Elise's shoulder and Josh just sat, staring at nothing now. No one knew what to say.

Will leapt up, threw the phone at the wall and brushed furiously at his face. "FUCK!" He screamed. "What is this shit? The infection has spread worldwide, and now Gubiak's-"

"Don't." Evanz whispered. "Please. Don't."

The blonde collapsed to the floor. "What do we do?"

They sat in silence, too numb even to cry. Their first loss. The first casualty of the apocalypse. Annabelle was the first to move.

"Let's have a funeral. I know we don't have a body, and we don't have anything to bury in his place, but we should have a memorial. For Gubiak." She said, standing.

And that's what they did. As day faded into evening, they went into the back garden and stood in a semi-circle. The group stood in silence and thought. They thought about the fun things and the happy times, and tried to ignore the bad. They weren't sure how long they stood there in silence, but it was long enough. Then the group of survivors sat, sharing stories about the things they'd done with Gubiak, the games they'd played and the conversation's they'd had. They told Elise what he had been like: a crazy, funny, brilliant friend who'd played games with them, and had screwed them over, and how they'd screwed him over in return. How they'd laughed at his misfortune in games of Worms, and how he'd helped them play Dungeons and Dragons on their first ever story.

They talked late into the night, and they laughed, and they smiled.

And then, when they decided to sleep, Aaron went upstairs to keep watch over the group, and keep them safe. Whilst the five dirty, battered survivors rested, Aaron watched the streets around the house, and closed his eyes briefly.

"No more." He muttered. "No more death. I promise." And he opened his eyes, looking up into the moonlit sky, and he smiled. "Goodbye, friend."

A/N Now that you probably hate me, I'd like to ask for feedback once again