Shinigami-cat: Yeah, so here's the next chapter… I OWN NOTHING!

Cathedral

Matthew landed on a broken down bus with a grin. It was pretty much midnight or at least close to it. As he looked around there were hundreds of zombies staggering around. "Let's do this!" Cheered Matthew as he jumped down, mutilating any zombie that got in his way.

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "I guess I don't have any choice but to do this."

Matthew frowned as he quickly spun around and cut the head's off three zombies. "Come on Gil, it's not so bad right?"

"You took away my choice Matthew!" Cried Gilbert. "You're making me no better than those zombies!"

Matthew rolled his eyes as he climbed over a burning car. "Oh I'm sorry. I thought you didn't want to be a zombie. I thought that staying alive was probably high on your agenda!"

Once Matthew had climbed over the car he made his way to an alleyway where several zombies were stumbling towards them. Matthew was about to go nuts and cut them to bits when someone started shooting at the zombies. Matthew quickly looked up and saw Alfred on the roof.

Alfred grinned. "Hey Matthew! I hope you work things out with your boyfriend!"

"I think we could if he stopped being a jerk!" Snapped Matthew.

"Hey! I'm the one being kidnapped here!" Growled Gilbert.

Alfred rolled his eyes. "Whatever dudes. I'll cover you until I'm out of ammo! Go!"

Matthew nodded and started to chop up the rest of the zombies. "Kidnapped?" He asked. "You really think I'm kidnapping you?" He quickly chopped off another zombies head.

"Is now really the best time to talk about this?" Asked Gilbert.

"Well I don't see you making an effort!" Snapped Matthew. As they were arguing Alfred started to shoot the zombies with deadly accuracy. Head shoots all the way.

"… Get him to put a bullet in my head while he's at it."

"So morbid." Muttered Matthew. He spun around and chopped off a zombie head. As it flew through the air Alfred shot it, sending chunks of gore everywhere. "Alfred's an amazing sharp shooter."

When all the zombies were dead Alfred grinned and ran across the roof. "Good luck bro, see you on the other side!"

Matthew chuckled and ran around the side of the building. The only way through was to climb over a stack of cars and into a small enclosed area. Surly there would be a way out in there. He climbed over the cars and jumped down. There was a chain-link fence on one side and a stack of cars blocking all means of escape.

"Damn it!" Hissed Matthew. "Dead end."

"Because things just couldn't get any better." Muttered Gilbert.

"Seriously Gil! Turn that frown upside-down." Snapped Matthew. I hate seeing you like this!"

"Whatever." Said Gilbert. "By the way, zombies are climbing the fence."

Matthew quickly turned and started to slice and dice the undead masses. But no matter how many times he cut them down they just kept on coming. "Damn it! This isn't working!" Cried Matthew.

"Matthew!" Called Alfred from outside. "I'll clear a path for you! Make sure you get your butt over here when I do!" There was suddenly a huge explosion as several cars got blown to pieces. Alfred must have shot out the petrol tanks. As fast as he could, Matthew ran over to the car and jumped over it. As soon as he was clear Alfred shot the car making it flip and trap the zombies inside.

"You brother's just as crazy as the zombies." Whined Gilbert.

"He's not that crazy." Said Matthew. "Dad had him tested."

"… Right… That's totally reassuring on all levels."

Matthew rolled his eyes and walked over to a car. With a bit of difficulty he managed to chop it in half, making a small gap for him to cross through. "I'll see you on the other side of the building Alfred!"

"See you in a few." Called Alfred. After much zombie butchering Matthew and Gilbert ended up on the other side of the building, still killing zombies. Luckily for them Alfred was there and happily shooting zombies. "You two took your time." He said as he jumped onto a broken down bus. "Watch out! Zombies over head."

"Got it!" Called Matthew as he quickly turned around and started to beat the living snot out of them.

"Move your ass!" Snapped Alfred. "You're so freaking slow! I'm like way faster than you!"

"That's what she said." Chuckled Matthew as he slaughtered the last zombie. He took a moment to catch his breath. "Huh? Where's Alfred gone now?"

"Probably somewhere less crazy." Muttered Gilbert. "Or more, depending on how he's feeling."

Matthew rolled his eyes and chopped of a zombie's head. "Whatever." They made their way around the building killing more zombies, when suddenly Alfred called out to them.

"Hey guys! Sorry, I like needed to reload."

Matthew shrugged. "It's no problem Al." He turned around and cut off a zombie's arms before chopping off its head. After that several shot were fired killing several zombies.

"Fuck!" Cursed Alfred. "I'm out of ammo… Sorry bro, but the rest is up to you."

"That's fine Al." Said Matthew. "Thanks for your help… By the way, where's Steve? I thought Papa said that he was meant to be with you?"

"He ran off again." Said Alfred. "I think he's looking for a working car or something near the construction site. You know him, always trying to find something to smash."

Matthew rolled his eyes. "Okay then. See you later Alfred." He started to run towards the construction site. "Oh boy, now I feel the pressure."

"Now you feel the pressure?" Asked Gilbert in disbelief. "What the hell? You mean you didn't feel it before when we were running for our lives since the beginning of the day?"

"… Not really." Said Matthew cheerfully. He walked into the main construction site and gulped. There were hundreds of zombies everywhere. "Eep."

The sound of a crane springing to life made Matthew gasp. A wrecking ball was speeding towards him. He quickly ducked as it just brushed past his hair and took out a dozen zombies. Steve stuck his head out of the cabin and grinned. "Hey, Matthew, look what I found!" He laughed maniacally as he made it swing around more and more.

"Be careful with that thing!" Cried Matthew as he jumped out of the way again.

"I'm really awesome at it! Watch!" The wrecking ball took out seven more zombies.

"Listen." Said Gilbert. "I know I'm mad at you now, but you have to be careful. Your cousin is more dangerous than the zombies!" The wrecking ball just skimmed past Gilbert's nose. "Steve, watch it! Alright, we're going to die quickly! We are going to die quickly!"

Steve laughed as he swung the wrecking ball at the last zombie standing, making it hit the wall but he also took out the wall in the process. "This is awesome!" Cried Steve in delight. Matthew sighed and walked through the hole in the wall that Steve made, thinking he wouldn't follow. But Steve just ran over the wall with the crane. "Matthew, what kind of cake are we having tonight? Think it'll be chocolate? I love chocolate! Almost as much as I live crocodiles! Remember those crocodile zombies we had to kill that one time? Fucking awesome!"

Matthew rolled his eyes as he spotted several zombie construction workers. "Yeah I remember Steve. You fell in the water and wrestled one onto the sand." He ran up to them and started hacking away. At the same time Steve started swinging the wrecking ball again.

"Hey Matthew! How can I meet a cool boyfriend and or girlfriend who's interesting like that thing?" Asked Steve.

"I'm not a thing!" Cried Gilbert in frustration.

Matthew chuckled a little. "Just be yourself Steve. That's all you have to do… and you might want to wait a few months before telling them you're a zombie hunter." He quickly cartwheeled out of the way as Steve took out five zombies. He accidently made a huge hole in the wall while doing so.

"Fuck! I mean… I meant to do that!" Said Steve happily. Matthew rolled his eyes and jumped through the hole. In less than a second Steve followed through another hole he made by driving through a wall. "I love this fucking crane! Do you think Uncle Iggy and Uncle Francis will let me keep it?"

"No." Said Matthew bluntly. Suddenly several zombies jumped from the roof and started to attack the crane.

Steve was starting to freak out. "MATTHEW! FUCKING ZOMBIES! ZOMBIES EVERYWHERE! I LOVE IT! HA!"

Matthew rolled his eyes and shot the zombies off. "I got it Steve. Stop freaking out." The wrecking ball smashed into another wall making another hole. Matthew looked down at Gilbert and smiled. "You know Gil, we've seen a lot of interesting stuff today."

"Don't care." Muttered Gilbert.

"Move it you two!" Said Steve as he started to reverse the crane. "I'm going to go find Uncle Iggy and Uncle Francis. One of them has to let me keep this thing!"

Matthew rolled his eyes. "Good luck with that." With that he turned and jogged up into an industrial elevator, slowly it started to move up. This would have been just fine, if it wasn't for the zombies that kept jumping on it, threatening to exceed the 1000kg weight limit.

"We are so fucked." Muttered Gilbert.

Matthew chuckled and quickly decapitated them all. "No we're not." The sound of the iron cables snapping above them made Matthew think otherwise. "Oops."

The cable snapped on one side causing the bottom of the elevator to drop. "WE'RE FALLING!" Screamed Gilbert.

"Don't worry. I've got us." Said Matthew cheerfully. Somehow he had managed to grab hold of one of the joints that linked the cable to the platform. From where they were dangling they could see the half-finished cathedral. "Wow… it looks so beautiful."

Gilbert rolled his eyes "Yeah, the aesthetics of my surroundings are so interesting to me right now."

"I know." Said Matthew in a slightly dreamy manner.

"This is asinine Matthew. I don't need to be here!" Snapped Gilbert.

"But you're my moral support Gil!" Said Matthew happily. "If you wanted to you could do some cheers."

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Rah, rah it sucks being a head, fuck everything rah, rah. How's that?"

"Honestly? That was terrible." Said Matthew. "But I bet you'll get better with practice." With that Matthew jumped down onto the ground and made his way down a flight of metal steps.

Suddenly his phone went off and reluctantly Matthew answered. "Hello?"

"Hey Matthew it's me Steve!" Said Steve excitedly. "I just found this dog and it's so, so, so cute! Do you think Uncle Iggy will let me keep it? I hope so! I love it so much! Wait… never mind. The fucking thing just ran away."

Matthew chuckled and put the phone away. "Steve is such an idiot sometimes."

"No worse than the rest of your family." Muttered Gilbert.

"What was that?" Asked Matthew.

"Nothing." Said Gilbert. "Nothing at all… Anyway, the final battle. This is really heavy."

Matthew nodded in agreement as he kicked open a door, about thirty zombies were stumbling towards them. "Damn it…" The next few minutes were a blur as Matthew decapitated the horde.

"Matthew!" Called Francis from his high position on the half-finished structure. "I think I see something! Hold on tight!" He punched one of the supporting beams causing a tire to fall, roll along a flat surface, it knocked over several planks of wood, hitting a board and sending a metal box through the air, hitting a metal beam, making it swing down and take out several zombies, this made a zombie hit a portable building, which fell off the edge of a platform and hit the ground causing a small explosion, that made several concrete pillars fall over, hitting a small cart that trundled down its tracks and hit a plank, which caused a wrecking ball to fly through the air and hit the ground making a giant hole.

"Thanks Papa!" Called Matthew.

Francis grinned and waved. "Your dad and I will make sure you two don't run into any trouble along the way… Have you seen your father by any chance?"

Five seconds later Steve came busting through the wall laughing his head off while Arthur and Alfred were clinging to the side of it. "I FUCKING LOVE THIS THING!" Screamed Steve.

"Dude! I need one of these!" Yelled Alfred.

"GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW, STEVE!" Yelled Arthur.

Steve pouted and turned off the crane. "You're no fun."

Francis chuckled. "So silly… Anyway, good luck you two! Gilbert, you may not be the guy Arthur and I would pick for our son, but you are obviously the guy he picked for himself and he's already been a lot smarter than the both of us… Seriously has anyone bothered to make him take in IQ test?"

"Uh… Thanks. I guess." Said Gilbert.

Matthew gulped as he looked down into the dark abyss. "Well… Here I go. Wish me luck." He jumped down ready to face the last of the Dark Purveyors.

TBC

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