Ok, thanks for comments everyone, this is the last time I can post before Christmas as I wont have access to the internet until January, so I'm going to continue the story then, hope you have liked it so far, heres a cliffhanger for you until January.

The two of them entered Robert's apartment and Andrew entered the bedroom while Heather gathered food from the kitchen. He found the bags he was looking for easily, one was a backpack and the other was a shoulder bag. The fireworks were in a shoebox, the brightly coloured package stuck out slightly catching Andrew's eye. He opened the shoebox and carefully unpacked the fireworks, inside were three rockets and a few smaller things that were no good for shooting into the air.

He wrapped the rockets in a discarded sweater on the floor and packed them into the backpack, getting up from the floor he looked through the drawers for some clothes, Heather hadn't shown him where they were so he did it himself. It wasn't long before she came back though and beckoned him back into the kitchen.

"Thanks for giving me the gun," Andrew said as she sat at the table.

"Well I wasn't going to give it to that other guy," she replied," you know, he reminds me of someone,"

"Who?" Andrew asked, sitting opposite her.

"I don't know," she said," but I've seen him before, I have a bad feeling about him,"

"I think everyone does," Andrew said," but there's not much we can do about it, except keep that gun away from him,"

"Yeah," Heather replied.

There was a knock at the door making Heather jump, Andrew got up and went to the spy hole, but all he saw was black.

"It doesn't work," she said.

"Let us in," came Robert's muffled voice.

Andrew opened the door and they came in, both looking out of breath.

"I didn't hear any shooting," Heather said," was any of those things down there?"

"Yeah," Robert said," we found one with a blown off leg and one other on the second floor, but we smashed in it's head,"

"The only room we haven't checked is Conrad's room," Larry said," I think that's where that family went,"

"You find the fireworks?" Robert asked.

"Yeah," Andrew said putting the bag on the table.

"You guys want something to eat before we go up there?" Robert asked, switching on the TV, as he did a news report was on.

"……..has been confirmed, this is no longer just an American threat, every country is now reporting similar violent outbreaks.

In other news, local communities are being advised to form clean and sweep teams to help clear areas of those infected. Local police in small towns have managed to control situations, however most cities are falling to this unknown virus. All members of the home guard and military personnel must report in for immediate deployment. If you are stranded in the cities, please try to reach a rooftop to signal rescue helicopters which will be passing over at four hour intervals starting at noon today.

So far, the numbers of infected are reported to be at least one hundred thousand in the Los Angeles area alone, this is the only estimate that has come in so far, although this information may no longer be reliable."

"Ok heres the plan," Andrew said," two of us should go up to the roof, that barricade needs building so the other two should do that,"

"Robert should do the barricade," Heather suggested," all those days at the gym will finally pay off,"

"Ok then," Robert nodded, handing the gun to Andrew with a lighter," you go to the roof, the gun is just in case theres some up there,"

"So who's coming with me?" Andrew asked.

"I'll need some muscle if we are going to life all that stuff," Robert said," you've been hurt Andrew, so Larry can come with me. Just make sure nothing happens to Heather,"

"When your done," Andrew said," come up to the roof,"

A few minutes later……

The door opened to the roof and Andrew looked around, it looked clear so he called down the stairs and Heather followed him up with the bag of fireworks. She began to set them up and Andrew put the bag in the way of the door, the lock was broken and couldn't be opened from the roof side. He set the gun against a pipe sticking up from the floor and sat on another.

"Shit," he said jumping up.

"What?" Heather said standing up.

"The pipe is hot," he replied and leant on the edge of the wall instead.

"I thought a crazy was up here," she said," I'm just gonna test a firework, they are quite old,"

She knelt and lit the rocket and jumped back as it sparked, it only took a second before it shot into the sky with a whistle and a loud bang.

"I guess its all good," she said.

Smoke was rising from various places, the red of the fires burning through the streets glowed in the distance. The city was silent apart from the roar of the fires, there were no gunshots or screams, only silence. Those things were in the street below in their thousands now, swarming like locusts across the ruined city.

"We can fire this whenever they come over," Heather said standing next to him.

Andrew observed the city, no cops, no normal people, just chaos was left.

"What are we going to do?" he asked," the TV isn't telling us shit, some virus making people go crazy, I just don't get it. I thought there were people in the government to make sure things like this don't happen,"

"There probably messed up like everyone else," she sighed.

"Well at least we're alive and sane," Andrew said.

"Yeah," she muttered," when that helicopter comes over, we'll be ok though right?"

"I hope so," Andrew said looking down into the street at the things again," I hope so,"

As he looked over at the other buildings as something caught his eye, a flash of something two buildings away.

"You see that?" Andrew asked.

"What?"

"There!"

He saw it again, a flash, followed by two more.

"It's looks like a torch," Andrew said," one of those giant shoulder ones,"

"Wait," Heather said," I think it's Morse code, my Dad was in the army, he taught it to me and Rob when we were kids, but I was never good at it. Robert knows it, lets get him quick!"

She turned and ran back to the door, Andrew followed close behind, the gun leaning against the pipe going completely out of his mind. Crouching behind an air duct, a figure emerged and picked up the shotgun, a dark grin expression on their face.