Author's Note
Okay, guys, seriously. I know you like the story and all, but would you kindly write out your OCs descriptions a little more thoroughly? I mean, I can't just go by their names and a sentence or two. Which is why because I couldn't find anywhere else to put Lala and I want to get this chapter out soon, she's gonna be a periwinkle chipmunk (Which I have now fixed, but I'll keep this warning up because it makes me laugh). So there (and be thoroughly warned Mario112, if you don't give me some more info on your characters I'm taking some creative freedom with them), and Kitkatbar, please review or PM me with what she actually was and I'll change it. Oh, and some, stuff may be implied in this chapter, so I'm sorry to any of these character's owners.
Disco Rising
Chad was eerily emotionless as he fought his way through the hordes of zombies with Disco, keeping Light close by. He wielded his brother's machete with unfeeling malice, tearing away at the undead to repress some fury or regret over his brother's death. Disco became worried, and finally had to ask.
"Hey, are you gonna be alright Chad? I know you're dealing with a lot now, but you've gotta cheer up, after all, you two are gonna survive this."
"It's hard Disco, I've got a lot of weight on my shoulders. I mean, I've never seen Light like this." He pointed to the bear beside him, a shell of a girl she once was now that she was apart from her sister, she couldn't help but worry about her. What if Dark Shadow was dead, or worse one of them, and she wasn't there to help? It pained her, and so she just didn't feel the need to talk.
They had made it back to the safety room all in one piece, physically if not mentally, and Disco was greeted by Flaky, nervously waiting beside Flippy.
"His fever's gone down, who are those two?" She said, giving a questioning glance.
"Friends, now what about Frost, is he going to make it?" Disco said, the other two bears leading themselves to the back room.
"He's fine too, he just needed some bandages, but I'm not sure if he'll be able to walk again." Flaky said with a worried expression, but quickly changed the subject, "But I'm not a doctor. Anyway, Mole wanted to see you, something about more survivors."
"Great, how many does that make?"
"12, if you count Dr. Barnaby." Mole said from behind, "What? It's my job to keep a census around here."
"Whatever gramps, just tell me where the survivors are." Disco said, impatient with all this running around. The mole was just about to speak when a groan came from the boiler room, jolting Flaky. When she realized what it was, she sprang up and pulled the door open to find Dr. Barnaby just sitting up. His face was dazed from the sedatives Russell had drugged him with, but he had already caught his bearings.
"Why, why did you summon me here?" He turned to face Flaky, his eyes wide with terror.
"We're not here to hurt you, If you can just tell us about Santa Cabeza, then we can get you out of here safely." Flaky said, reaching out to the frightened old man.
"Santa Cabeza? I thought Santa Cabeza was over and done with! We promised never to-" A bulb flash cut off the professor mid sentence, and Flaky turned to find Disco snapping another picture.
"What?" He asked as Flaky shot him an annoyed look and slammed the boiler room door shut. "Fine, I'll just find my own scoops! Hey Mole, where did you say those survivors were?"
"Well, some police officer was dragging a little girl into a clothing store in the Wonderland Plaza, and some guy's gone and holed himself up in a food store in the Paradise Plaza. Looks like all he cared about was eating!" He said, pointing to a couple of recorded monitor images
"What kind of Idiot would be so concerned with food at a time like this?" Disco mumbled under his breath as he went off to find the survivors.
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"But you said there'd be a safe house with food! Where is the food? It's too dangerous out here!" The koala groaned.
"For the love of god Chunky, I told you, we need find these girls, one of them is a police officer, she could really help us out!" Disco said, obviously annoyed "Besides, I gave you a gun to protect yourself! Alright, here we are, let me handle the talking." Disco walked slowly into the clothing store, but ducked down when he saw what was going on and motioned for Chunky to do the same.
A Pink Poodle, clad in a very revealing police officer's uniform, stood twirling a baton as she marched around the girl, who had been tied to the chair. She was, "Voluptuous", to put it politely, and the girl tied to the chair couldn't be more than twelve. She had a red muumuu, which had been torn up to her thighs, and she was panting heavily and covered in bruises. Around here were several other girls, a tall green squirrel was cuffed at her ankles and her hand was cuffed to a clothing rack, a blonde cat, in her late teens, struggled to break free off her cuffs, but both her hands were separately cuffed to a changing booth. A hot-pink squirrel was tied at both her hands and feet, with her mouth gagged. All the girls had their clothing torn in demeaning or embarrassing ways, and some were stripped down to their underwear, and they all seemed exhausted and beaten. The "Officer" chuckled as she eyed the young raccoon girl.
"Well, are you going to tell me about those scum convicts you hang around with yet, or are we going to get physical again?"
The girl was on the verge of crying "Please, Princess, I told you. I don't know where Shifty and Lifty are, I lost them in the commotion!"
"Lying to an officer, Caramel? Shame shame shame!" Princess said, and sat sideways on the girls lap. She slowly lifted one of her legs over Caramel's head until it was on her other side, and Princess was facing her completely while sitting on her lap. She smiled evilly and pulled a taser from her belt.
"Wait, Caramel? That's the girl those cons wanted me to save, I gotta help her!" Disco thought
"You know the punishment for that, naughty little girl." Caramel began struggling as Princess ignited the taser and began bringing it lower and lower until Disco could not bear to stand around and watch any longer.
"HEY! Isn't she a little young for you?" He stood from behind the clothing stand he was behind and brandished he weapon: Cuddles' baseball bat.
"What do you think you're doing punk? I am an officer of the law!" She kicked over the chair, along with Caramel, and lunged at Disco with the taser. Before he could counter, 3,000 volts of electricity passed through his body, paralyzing him and knocking him to the ground.
"Maybe you'll respect the law after THIS!" She said, with a laugh, and placed her high-heeled boots on Disco's pants, and began grinding her heel into his groin. Almost simultaneously, every girl in the room gave an audible cringe at the sight of Disco's "torture".
"Now, I'll teach you a lesson you won't soon forget!" She pulled a pistol out of her holster, and took aim at Disco's head. When a shot rang out, Princess was terrified to realize it wasn't hers. Chunky stood in front of her, shaking with a smoking pistol in his hands. She felt a sharp pain, and looked down to find someone had shot her dead center in the chest, and promptly she collapsed from the pain of the wound. Even as Disco Bear began untying her hostages she continued to moan in agony.
"OOOOOh, ooh, no, I'm gonna die, someone help! It hurts, It hurts, It AUGH!" She was finally silenced when Chunky, still twitching from having shot a girl, planted the baseball bat squarely in her skull.
The moment Caramel was untied, she ran up and wrapped her arms around Chunky's large belly.
"My hero!"
Disco unlocked the cuffs of the squirrel, and she almost immediately undid her fanny pack and pulled out a thermos, drinking heavily from it.
"Hi, I'm Cappuchino! But you can call me Chino! Double latte?" She held out her thermos invitingly.
"No thanks," Disco said, and undid the cuffs of the Blonde cat, and she let out a single huff, stuffing her hands in her pockets and claiming,
"I was just about to break out anyway."
"You're welcome, now all that's left is you." Disco approached the squirrel, who was tied up on all fours, gagged. Disco first removed the gag, but all she let out was a moan, and turned with her rear facing Disco.
"Oooh, you have to help! She put her baton inside me and now it's stuck, help me pull it out!" Disco recoiled and blushed at the thought, but soon the girl broke down laughing. Disco blushed and untied her.
"HA! You should have seen your face, I almost thought you were gonna reach up there! What a sap! Name's Lala." She stopped laughing for a moment to hold out her hand.
"No thanks chuckles. Now, I can get you all to safety if you just follow me. I know a shortcut to the security room on the first floor. Let's go!" He announced, and the four girls and one boy followed him down the stairs, surprisingly being able to fend off most of the zombies.
They were about halfway through the wonderland plaza when a nasaly, high pitched laugh tore through the mall. The group stopped in it's tracks as a figure leaped from the second floor and landed in front of them. He had a Molotov cocktail in each hand and laughed wildly before turning his head to the group and whispering
"Heeeeeere's TYLER!"
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Man, its' just boss fight after boss fight with poor Disco. And I have to apologize, my pervier side took over during that whole "Princess" scene. Please don't judge me.
Oh, and I'd like to thank LoveGame for her OC Grace, Kitten630 for Chino, Princess, and Caramel, and kitkatbar for Lala. Oh, and Tyler, don't worry, he will live, though the next chapter is gonna be really painful for him.