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Chapter 10:
It was quiet, to quiet as Rachel and Kelly reached the choir room. Turning into the room Rachel suddenly found herself staring down the barrel of a double gauge shot gun.
"Bang, Your dead Liza" Rachel smirked at the cheerleading coach. "That may very well be, but I would be taking you with me ma'am." Coach Sylvester glanced down noticing the tip of a knife sticking into her gut lightly. The woman gave a devilish grin of her own.
"Not bad Streisand, good to know at least one of you mouth breathers has some common sense." Sue lowered her gun grinning even more when Rachel did not relax, only lowering her knife after securing a pistol in her other hand never once breaking eye contact.
Yup the girl might have made the cheerleading coach want to rip her own hair our or tar and feather herself from time to time, mostly because she knew that the only reason she had yet to defeat Will and his little club was because of said girl. If that idiotic man had not of had the Berry girl to outsmart her plans at every turn glee club would have been destroyed long ago. Sue Sylvester may have been a crazy monomaniac but she was able to admit when she had met her match. Just never out loud.
Walking further into the room and seeing a crying Ms. Pillsbury in Mr. Shcuester's arms as they stood over the body of Matt Rutherford, Rachel gently laid a hand on her teacher's arm before standing over her fallen teammate's body and quickly placing a bullet in his head.
"RACHEL!" The former glee Capitan looked up then at her should have been mentor's outraged cry and stated dryly "Would you rather he came back and killed you or Ms. P? We have no idea when he was killed or how long it takes to be turned." Sue walked over and dragged the pathetic man and the sniveling counselor away.
"The girl's right curly sue, it had to be done. Now let's focus on getting out of here" Rachel joined the adults and spoke up not missing the look of relief that washed over the blond woman's face as she did.
"I left some of the other's armed and hiding in the bathroom just down the hall. Becky among them coach. I propose we go retrieve them then make our way to my home where plenty of supplies and firepower await us"
Rachel took point wile Sylvester guarded the foursome's rear and they quickly went to get the other survivor's.
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Quinn opened the front door to her home, her two friends hot on her heels, only to stumble as she felt someone or something grab her, causing Quinn to shout out in alarm. Santana reacted quickly and on pure instinct, bringing the metal bat she was holding down on the arm holding her friend. Watching as Russell Fabray fell back in pain. 'Okay that was hella satisfying' The Latina thought.
Quinn side stepped her father not bothering to give him a second glance. She had lost all respect for the man years ago when he laid his hands first on her mother then on the young girl herself. She didn't understand why he was here. Quinn's only thought on finding her mother.
Her parents were getting a divorce after his affair had become public and he shamed the Fabray family name. Which was funny considering it was he who took his wife's maiden name. Judy Fabray was from a long standing wealthy and influential family in Lima Ohio and Russell wanted to capitalize on that when he met the stunning blond that he later made his wife. When Judy had finally gathered the courage to stand up to her abusive husband when he laid his hands on their youngest child. Hitting her was one thing she learned to live with it to not break the families image, but to hurt her child was another. The cops were called and the man was out of the house and shamed in the public eye all within an hour of him slapping her child.
Spotting Judy in the dining room, Quinn quickly hugged her mother while the woman pleaded with her to leave while she could not understanding why and knowing she would go nowhere without her mother, Quinn tried to calm the woman.
After Russell gathered himself he overheard his daughter and her disgusting friends explaining to his wife that they had to go. That dumb blond one was saying they needed to go to Rachel Berry's house and as he watched his wife start to get up from the chair she was occupying. The man entered the room waving a gun around. Yelling that no family of his would ever be associated or stay with that faggot spawn. And the two little dykes were not welcome in his home trying to corrupt his child and his family taking them to a den of sin.
The enraged man quickly forced his daughter's friends out of what he still considered his home. His spiteful wife may be trying to leave him but he refused to allow it, in his deranged mind he was still the head of the household and would treat them as he saw fit. That bitch and his child had disgraced him and made a fool of him in the public eye. Now with everything falling apart in the world around them, Russell refused to give up what little control he now had left. The two little bitch's tried to put up a fight as he shoved them out the door, until he shot his gun in the air.
Santana pulled a crying Brittany away from her best friend's home. Vowing she would return for captain. Quinn could only hold onto her mother tighter, shaking while noticing even through his rage the man she once called a father was looking awfully pale and clammy.
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Rachel smiled when Kelly opened the bathroom door, all her friends safe for the moment. The girl leaned against a stall beside Kelly and David, watching as Coach Sylvester showed a bit of a soft side hugging Becky and kissing her atop the head. While Kurt and Mercedes hugged Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury, the girl and her two companions felt slightly out of place.
Mr. Schue asked why Kurt and Mercedes were still at school when they explained the story of what happened in the choir room the man had said he cancelled practice and that he had left a notice in the cafeteria, causing the two other diva's to glare at the man while Rachel rolled her eyes for what seemed the zillionth time.
If the man had known anything about any of his club members, he would be aware that the majority of them avoided the battleground known as the cafeteria at all cost. The only ones to go there were the jocks and cheerios and you could bet money that they didn't bother to read the notice board. The rest of the gleeks often ate their lunches' in the library, their cars, and the choir room or like Rachel herself, the auditorium.
Rachel then spoke up asking about the others, if any of the adults knew where they may be. No one knew about the boys or Tina, but Sue said she had sent the three top cheerleaders home after they were the only ones to run through her drills without any flaws.
The group made their way to the exit leading to the parking lot, the hallways seemingly empty gave them a bit of relief until they reached said doors and saw why.
The parking lot was overrun with their former classmates turned undead. Sue met Rachel's eye and asked "So what's the plan now Napoleon?"
Rachel looked at Sue, David and Kurt the only other three people with firepower, even if 2/3rds of it was her own. "My jeep and Kurt's Escalade are close enough to each other that we can create a clear path to them. From what I've seen so far the zombies tend not to move at a rate we have yet to not be able to outrun. The only really issue with the mass horde is just that. It's massive. For every one you kill it's like another two take its place. So that being said only shoot the ones directly blocking our path or ones that are getting to close. Keep one eye on the undead and another on each other. I refuse to not have all of us make it out of this school alive."
Rachel handed Kelly the keys to her jeep and instructed Kurt to do the same with Mercedes. "Kelly and David will be with me in my Jeep it can only hold three at the moment. The rest of you are in Kurt's car. Sue, Kurt you are to take point since Kurt knows the way we have to go. Mercedes, Kelly you both stay on Kurt and Coach. Get those cars open and the motor running as fast as possible. Will, Emma you will be behind them shouting out if there are any undead getting close that one of the four of us may not have spotted. No one is to stop running until we reach the cars no matter what we may see or hear got that? David and I will take the rear."
The group nodded the teacher's not even bothering to correct the girl on using their first names. The four shooters checked over their weapons and ammo making sure they were as prepared as possible, on the count of three they opened the double doors….