A/N

I'll admit, I was having a bit of writer's block for Fearless over the past week. It's all good now though. Just a little side note, typing on my new laptop is a lot easier than typing on my phone. Thank God! It gives me a bit of hope that updating will be a bit more frequent. No promises, though. You guys know how I am with updating. Also, I've been having a few ideas for oneshots so that might interrupt the updates for this story. But at least I'm still active, right? Okay, that's enough random information for now. Enjoy!

Upon exiting the front door of the Tucker residence, the three youths had drawn their respective weapons immediately. There wasn't many zombies roaming the streets, maybe about fourteen or fifteen, but it still remained a danger to them and they weren't about to take any chances.

Something seemed off to Ike. Then it hit him; they were all heading in the same direction. It appeared that they were all stumbling towards the main area in town where all of the shops were. Something, or worse, someone, must have peaked their interest. "This way," he said, leading the girls away from the house.

They had tried to keep a low profile, hiding behind trees and bushes at every chance they got. This was easier said than done as there were sparse amounts of them scattered throughout the town. After all, not many plants thrived in the cold climate Colorado had to offer. Suddenly, gunshots were heard in the distance, followed by the unmistakable sound of shattering glass. The three kids stopped immediately, crouching down next to an old pine tree. The shots continued, leading them to wonder what state the main part of town was in. I mean, you don't just shoot for no reason. Luckily, the zombies continued shuffling towards the noise, which was leading them further and further away from the police station. For some reason, it was located towards the edge of town as opposed to the center, but hey, they weren't complaining. That made it safer for them to get there.

"Do you guys hear that?" Ruby whispered.

"Hear what?" Karen responded, equally as quiet.

"Exactly," she continued. "The shooting stopped. We need to go, like, now!"

"We can't go yet," Ike added. "There's still some more zombies coming from the east. When they pass, we'll go."

"Ike, the noise stopped, they're not going to pass!" Ruby scoffed. "Now's our only chance. Come on, Karen, we're leaving. You can either come with us or stay here."

Ike bit his lip in thought. "I guess there aren't too many coming, we might make it."

Ruby grabbed each of her friends by the wrist and dragged them away from the tree. However, Karen wasn't having any of it.

"Ruby, wait!" she exclaimed, attempting to pull her arm away from the redhead. "I think I see people coming!"

"Unless it's Craig, I don't give a rat's ass."

Ike turned around, noticing the people that Karen had mentioned instantly. They were too far away to see their faces, but something about them seemed familiar. 'No. No, it couldn't be,' he thought.

"Ugh!" Ruby groaned, standing up and running away from her preoccupied companions.

"Hey!" Karen called out to her. "Wait up!" She then chased after the other pre-teen, leaving Ike alone. However, he forced himself to follow the girls. Drawing his weapon, he sliced at any walker within arms distance, as did Ruby. Karen, on the other hand, proceeded to hide away from the monsters, forcing her friends to go out of their way to protect her. Ike didn't mind much, but he would have preferred if she had made some form of an attempt at keeping herself safe.

"Karen, I know it's scary, but you have to do something," Ike ordered, decapitating what was once an elderly woman, blood pouring out of her headless body. "You can't hide forever."

She nodded, gulping. As much as she was against the idea of causing harm to others, she knew that she had to make some sacrifices. Sacrifices that would have to be made sooner than she thought.

"SHIT!" Ruby screeched as a zombie clamped its yellow teeth onto her forearm. Crimson red blood dripped out of the open wound as the cannibal ripped the skin apart. It viciously shook it's head, tearing more and more flesh with each sudden movement. Karen dashed over and raised her knife above the zombie's head, striking down before it had the chance to attack her. The Canadian grabbed them and led them both away from the street, using his hand to apply pressure to Ruby's wound. Her free hand was clasped over her mouth, trying, and failing, to silence her muffled screams and cries. They found a small alleyway between two buildings, figuring that it was best to hold off there until they had figured out how to deal with the situation at hand. Ruby was in immense pain and they had no idea what the injury could possibly cause. Upon further inspection, you could tell that it wasn't just her blood pouring out of the wound. There was another liquid mixed in, but this one was darker in colour. It was clear to them that it had belonged to the walker. Would it be fatal? Would it turn her into... one of them? Many questions similar to these had entered each of their heads. However, they knew that only time could give them an honest answer. Time that they didn't have.

The four teenagers left the young Tucker's room as soon as Kenny and Kyle had calmed down. It didn't take long for them to accept the fact that their younger siblings, the ones that they had learned to protect and love for the majority of their short lives, were now fighting for their lives without them. It was a hard pill to swallow, it really was. They could tell that they had only left a short while ago. After all, it had only been a day since the outbreak occurred. They discussed going out and searching for them, but then decided not to. They had no idea where this "safe place" was, or which direction they had even went. To make a long story short, they could have been anywhere by now.

"So, where to next?" Cartman spoke, breaking the ten minute long silence. "The plan was to come to Fucker's house and get Karen. We're here, she's not. Now what the fuck do we do?"

"Well, first things first, we need a car," Stan mentioned. "The truck is gone and we have no way of getting out of South Park without some mode of transportation, unless we go by foot, which isn't the best way of surviving. Has anyone got any ideas?" As if on cue, a car was heard pulling into the driveway, followed by the sound of doors being opened and closed. They could hear feet crunching through the snow and up to the front door, entering it faster than they had anticipated.

"Hide!" Kenny whisper-shouted as he ran back into the room and crawled under the bed. The others followed suit, Cartman joining Kenny while Stan and Kyle clambered into the wardrobe, shutting the door gently.

"Really, you guys?" Cartman chuckled silently. "Are you seriously going back into the closet?"

Kenny nudged him, wincing as Kyle responded louder than necessary. "It's not the fucking time for this, fatass!"

"Did you guys hear something?" a voice asked from downstairs.

"It's just Ruby and her friend. I'll go up and let them know that I'm back." Footsteps could be heard ascending the creaky staircase. They knew it was Craig and assumed it was his three ass-licker friends who were downstairs. "Ruby?" he said, knocking softly on the door before opening it. He walked in, seeing nothing but an empty room. He noticed the note sitting on the floor in front of him from when Kyle had dropped it. Kenny and Cartman held their breaths as the raven haired male bent down to pick it up. Luckily, he didn't look to his right. They were safe. For now. "FUCK!" he yelled, crumpling the paper and throwing it at the wall in frustration.

"Craig? We're coming up!" He sat on the bed, placing his head in his hands. Soon enough, his three friends had entered the room. "Dude, where are they?" Clyde asked upon seeing Craig by himself.

"They're not fucking here!" he shouted. "They left! If I hadn't went to find you pricks, I would've been back on time!"

"Hey, calm down."

"Fuck off, Token."

The male in question rolled his eyes. "We're just trying to help."

"Y-yeah," Tweek agreed, twitching a bit. "We don't want you to draw some of those creeps to the house!"

Craig nodded solemnly in response. He allowed the others to sit with him on the bed, not knowing that the two males underneath it were practically shitting themselves. Suddenly, Token realized something. "Wait a second," he began. "If Ruby and Karen left, then what was that noise that we had heard when we came in?"

The three boys beside him immediately looked over at him with dumbfounded looks on their faces. They all stood up simultaneously, agreeing that each of them should split up and check each room. Of course, Craig immediately entered his own room. "What the fuck is this?" he swore to himself as he saw that his "private stuff" had been pulled out from underneath his bed and searched through.

"What, C-Craig?" Tweek asked as he appeared in the doorway. "D-Did you find anyone?"

The teen jumped in front of the picture he had of the other, hiding it from his innocent eyes. "No, but someone messed with my shit."

"Oh."

"Ehh, guys?" Token called out from Ruby's bedroom. They all re-entered the room straight away, seeing Token bent over beside the desk. He looked over his shoulder at them and bit his lip. Upon moving over a bit, the others saw what had peaked his interest. A bag full of consumables sitting next to a bigger bag full of weaponry.

Craig dashed over, knelt down beside the tall male, and began searching through each of the bags. Upon further inspection, he had found Kyle's insulin kit, along with pictures of the four of them in the photo album Stan had brought from his boyfriend's room. "Where the fuck are those cunts?" Craig mumbled.

As fate would have it, Stan's phone fell out of his pocket, landing on the floor of the closet with a loud bang. Clyde ran to the door and pulled it open, revealing Stan with his arms wrapped tightly around Kyle, both of them having a terrified look on their faces. "Well, fuck."

A/N

As you may have noticed, I've split this chapter into two separate parts. I couldn't do that before as Ike's survival hadn't been announced. However, as long as the two groups are apart, this is how the chapters are most likely going to be written. Also, wasn't it such a bitch how they had left once the others had arrived? And on top of that, Ike had a feeling it was Kyle, and was right. Oh, and Craig's back, and he brought his pals! Excited about how their going to deal with their little discovery? Because I am! Even though I already know what's going to happen, but whatever. Anyhow, I hope you're satisfied with how the story is coming along!