Alright already chapter ten! Enjoy and review as always.
Disclaimer- Ask Chase. He would know, he's a genius.
When it was night time everyone had to sleep on the floor since there was nothing to sleep on in the warehouse. This time the night shifts were: Trent, Adam, Chase, Bree.
Now, Chase had woken Bree up for her shift and he fell asleep on the cold floor.
Bree just sat there thinking about Chase. Before the whole apocalypse happened, Bree just thought of Chase as the nerdy guy who was friends with Leo. But after the accident they had when they left Publix, Bree didn't really know what her feelings toward Chase were anymore. Was he a friend, a good friend, a best friend, or more than a friend? It was all just so confusing! Chase showed signs that he liked her but maybe the apocalypse is just getting to Bree. The night wore on and eventually Bree gave up, woke up Trent, and fell asleep next to Chase. Maybe a bit too close…
It was the last day to find a cure. Everyone knew that if they didn't find it today, they were doomed. After all, Chase was the only one who was smart enough to do all this.
Chase was flying through his computer not bothering to eat until Bree threatened to break the laptop if he didn't.
Chase growled frustrated. He took a spare pencil and snapped it in half in hopes that it would release his anger but it didn't work.
Adam, Bree, and Trent looked at him. Adam and Trent just went back to what they were doing before but Bree walked up to Chase.
"What's wrong Chase?" Bree asked.
Chase sighed. "I just can't find anything!" He put his head in his hands. "This is all my fault."
"No it's not!" Bree said trying to comfort Chase.
"Yes it is! Everything is all my fault! I'm the one who started this apocalypse and now I can't stop it!" Chase cried.
"Hey stop blaming yourself Chase. No one is blaming you except yourself and maybe Trent. I believe in you Chase." Bree said with a smile on her face.
Chase gave her a small smile and said "Thanks Bree. You're the best." Before Bree could say anything, Chase pulled her into a big hug.
"Thanks?" Bree said it as more of a question but did hug back.
But it was Trent who gave Chase the answer to find the cure. Not intentionally, of course.
"I don't get why it's so hard to make a cure. Just throw in a bunch of stuff zombies don't like and add some chemicals and boom it should be a cure!" Trent said while laying on the floor, bored out of his mind. Chase was about to say that was never gonna work but stopped. Wait a minute...
"That's it! I GOT IT! I ACTUALLY GOT IT!" Chase said while jumping up and down like a little boy. He wrote down the ingredients on a piece of scrap paper he found.
"But we need to get to the school's chemistry room to make the cure!" Chase said.
"That's like the slaughter house for humans now! Not that it wasn't before. No fool would go back to the school!" Trent said.
"What other choice do we have?" Bree said.
The four of them made a plan to get to the chemistry lab. It wasn't a great plan, but it was a plan. And now it's time for the final battle to this apocalypse.
Arriving at the outside of school, anyone could have seen that there were more zombies then numbers. The smell wasn't great either. Chase had to puke into a trash can from it which made Adam and Trent laugh and Bree worried.
"It's like everyone in Mission Creek is in there!" Adam commented.
"Adam, I'm pretty sure everyone from Mission Creek is in there." Chase said.
The four "heroes" were hiding out in a bush waiting for the perfect moment to strike. They even had the camouflage bush hats Adam made. Well, everyone except Bree. She said that she would rather die than wear it.
"Now!" Chase whispered.
The teenagers moved out. Their plan was just to force their way in since there was no way to get in sneakily. A zombie would spot them in no time. They entered through the doors and every zombie turned their heads to them.
"New plan! I'll distract them while you make the cure!" Trent said. He then grab Chase's collar. "Listen nerd, you better save Mission Creek because I am not sacrificing myself for nothing!" Chase nervously nodded his head. Trent hollered a battle cry and started shooting bullets everywhere. Some were headshots while others missed completely. It didn't matter though. All Trent had to do was make sure Adam, Bree, and Chase made it to the chemistry classroom safely.
While the zombies were distracted, Adam, Bree, and Chase made it to the chemistry lab. They took out a few zombies along the way.
As they entered the chemistry lab, some zombies followed them and tried busting into the chemistry lab. They banged on the door trying to get in but Adam leaned against the door, making sure no zombies will be able to get in.
"Quick Chase! Make the cure." Bree said.
But Chase couldn't concentrate. His head was pounding. He felt like his skin was gonna melt. Chase thrashed around trying desperately to get rid of the pain. Oh no! He was turning. Chase quickly gave the recipe that will save Mission Creek to Bree.
"Get away from me!" Chase shouted backing away from them to a corner of the classroom before letting out an agonizing scream and fell to the floor. He squirmed around in pain.
"Chase?" Adam said.
Bree was about to run over to Chase but was stopped by his yelling.
"Don't get any closer Bree! Just make the recipe!" Chase yelled and started banging his head against the wall, still on the floor.
Chase put his head in his hands and let out a final scream and went still.
It was silent except for the zombies on the other side of the door as Adam and Bree just stared at Chase's unconscious body, just laying there. Then the two heard a groan. Chase slowly got up, using the wall as support and turned to face Adam and Bree.
Adam and Bree gasped. Chase had turned paler. His clothes were ripped and his skin looked like it was gonna peel any second. His eyes were unfocused and the corners of his mouth had drool.
"Chase!" Adam and Bree yelled.
Chase growled before advancing on them. He tackled Bree, making her scream as she tried to get out of his grip. Before he could bite her though, Adam threw his weapon (a metal pipe) at Chase, knocking him in the head. Bulls-eye! Chase was out cold.
Bree got up with quick and raspy breaths.
"Bree just make the damn cure!" Adam shouted as the bangs at the door grew louder. "It's getting harder to keep this door closed!"
"I don't know anything about this!" Bree panicked. "Chase was supposed to do it!"
"Uh I think he's a bit busy at the moment! Just try! Do it for Leo! Do it for Chase! Heck even do it for Trent who is still out there! Do it for the whole Mission Creek!" Adam tried convincing Bree. It was up to them to save Mission Creek. For all they know, Adam and Bree could be the last humans left unless Trent is still alive. But he didn't hear anymore gunshots so Adam assumed the worst had happened to Trent.
Bree gave one last glance at Chase, who was currently lying on the floor, knocked out. She would do this. For everyone.
Now let's see the recipe. Right. Bree grabbed a beaker and started following the instructions as best as she could. Bree worked as fast as she could. She knew almost all the ingredients, but to be honest, she had guessed on some of them. Soon, the beaker had almost all the ingredients in it. For now, it was a dark misty black. Bree feared that she did something wrong but kept going.
"Adam what's plutonium!?" Bree said. It was the last thing she needed to add.
"I don't know! I got an F in chemistry!" Adam said, still using all his strength to give Bree time.
Bree used all the brain cells to think. She wished she paid more attention in chemistry now.
"Could you hurry up Einstein!?" Adam shouted. His face was strained as he continued to keep the zombies barreling in and eating them.
"Shut up!" Bree said, trying to concentrate. Plutonium looked like a piece of gum. Right? Bree just grabbed the "gum" and hoped it was plutonium. The mixture she had created turned a bright red.
Bree grabbed two water guns and poured the entire bottle of the cure into them. Half of it in each. She gave one to Adam and nodded.
"Let me test it on Chase first."
Bree pulled the trigger and the liquid burst out into a gas. Chase started groaning but it wasn't a zombie groan. It was a regular one. His skin turned back to normal after going through several different colors of deathly pale. Bree tried waking him up but he just wouldn't. She wanted to see his eyes again with the little twinkle in them and the reassuring smiles he gave her.
"We'll come back for him." Adam said snapping Bree out of her trance. Adam released his grip on the door knob and the door flew open. Adam and Bree squirted every zombie in sight until there were no more in the hallway. They were all on the floor, zombie on top of zombie.
They then made their way to the main hallway stepping on top of the zombies who are now humans. It was also where they had left Trent but he was nowhere in sight, probably a zombie. He gave his life to save Mission Creek. Adam and Bree momentarily put a hand to their heart as a little memorial to him before continuing. True Trent was one of the worst bullies at Mission Creek High, but he had proven himself. They would do this for him. For Leo. For Chase.
Adam and Bree went back to back and after about a minute or two, half of the zombies were already on the floor, turning back into humans. But they still had the other half to go. That's when they ran out of the cure.
"There's no more left in mine!" Adam said hitting the water gun.
"Mines empty too!" Bree said.
Looks like this might be the end of them. And they were so close too! Adam and Bree clung on to each other as the zombies filled the gap. Just when they thought they were dead, they heard a voice.
"Hey zombies! Get a taste of this!"
Adam and Bree turned their heads and were amazed at who it was. Chase!
Unfortunately, this story is almost done but I am currently writing another one. You'll see what it is once I post the first chapter...
Peace out Baconers! Yeah that's right. That's what I'm calling you guys now.
~BaconPineapples