Signs of the Moon
A Zombies 2 Fanfiction
By: StarGazer95
Chapter 1: Capture My Heart, Tear It Apart
Welcome to Seabrook, or should I say, welcome back to Seabrook, where belonging is everything. We're a strong, united and tight-knit community. And that's a good thing because it wasn't always this way. There was a time when we had to protect ourselves. Legend has it that when the first settlers came to Seabrook to begin a new life, they found wild beasts with sharp claws lurking in the forest. Seabrook settlers bravely fought off the monstrous attack and by doing so, they discovered a powerful energy source. This was an energy source that needed to be protected and safeguarded, so they took it from the monsters and hid it. Seabrook benefited greatly from this resource, becoming dignified and unified as a community. Seabrook forgot monsters could be real, only told in bedtime stories for little kids. Until clearly, they were. A little lime soda mixed with a dash of industrial-strength Seabrook energy... And boom! Zombies were created. In a lot of ways, Seabrook's moved on since then. Humans and zombies are happily thriving together, becoming one mixed community, instead of divided. But it's hard to bury your past. Especially now.
"Brooke? Brooke!" Brooklynn Buchanan winced as her earphone was yanked from her ear, being pulled from her trance. She hissed and glared over at the occupants of their vehicle. "What?" Brooke complained, pulling the other earphone out of her ear and turning her music off, looking toward her brother.
"Seriously? You're in the best place in Seabrook and you don't even care? Who even are you?" Stacey whined, causing the other two to laugh. Brooke rolled her eyes, pushing raven black hair from her face. Only ten more minutes of this.
"I was trying to say, look out your window, and welcome to the epic Cheer Camp!" Bucky Buchanan exclaimed, leaning over and pointing out the window. Brooke looked up, her blue eyes widening as she stared at the massive building that would house their Cheer Camp. She had never seen it up close, only glimpses of it from her parents' car when they dropped Bucky off in years past. Now, this was her chance. This was her time to be here, cheering alongside her friends and family and showing what she was made of.
Yes, Brooklynn Buchanan was Bucky Buchanan's little sister. And she had a lot to live up to.
A few minutes later and their car pulled up to the front entrance. Bucky and his friends were the first three out, grabbing their bags and racing into the complex. Brooke grabbed her bags, sliding out and marveling at how big the building was. She never expected it to be this big. Cheering was everything here in Seabrook. They were even tearing down the old Seabrook factory to create a new cheer complex. It was a family tradition in her family.
"Now you listen closely to your brother, alright Brooke?" Brooke turned to look over at her mother and father who were in the car, beaming. "Finally, all of our kids are here at cheer camp, we'll win this for sure."
Brooke grinned.
"Help Bucky out wherever you can, okay Brooke? He has a lot on his plate this year and we want him to do his best."
And the grin fell.
There was never a 'great job' or a 'good for you' from her parents. It was always Bucky, Bucky, Bucky. And now, her cousin Addison was sliding into the mix. She was a perfect cheerleader, and their parents couldn't be prouder. Of them of course. Brooke, Brooke was just thrown into the middle of it all. She wasn't smart, or popular, and she wasn't that good at cheer. She was just Brooke, and no one seemed to understand that. They just wanted cheer to be the main thing. The only thing.
"Bye mom, bye dad!" She said softly, sliding her bag onto her shoulder and closing the door, watching the car speed off. She sighed, rolling her eyes and turning back toward the large building. Well, this was it.
On to cheer camp.
"Brooke, you'll be rooming with Bree and Addison. The zombies will go in here, and the others can pick. The bus with the rest of the team will be here in a few hours, giving us some time to relax and make sure we don't need any preparation." Bucky was spouting off, opening the door to her room. Brooke grinned when she saw it, before throwing her bags onto the bed.
"This is going to be so awesome! I finally get to be here at cheer, with Addison and Bree!" Addison and Brooke were best friends, practically sisters. They did everything together growing up, why would this be any different?
"Glad to see that kind of spunk Brooke. We are going to need that here this week!" Bucky grinned, throwing his arm around his little sister and squeezing her gently. Brooke chuckled as they walked back into the main room, where Lacey and Stacey were messing with their hair and makeup.
"Hi! I'm Kevin!" A taller, African American boy spoke, holding his hand out. He was already decked out in his cheer uniform, all pink and green. Bright and obnoxious, but she didn't choose the colors. Brooke smiled, shaking his hand. "I'm Brooke. I'm Bucky's sister."
"You have so much to live up to, huh? Being Bucky's little sister?"
She rolled her eyes, "So I've been told."
"Kevin, we talked about this!" Bucky exclaimed, sighing. Kevin looked up and winced. "Oh right! My name is Jacey. We changed it, sorry!"
Brooke raised an eyebrow. "You changed his name?"
"He wouldn't have fit in the Acey's. We must keep the same thing going. I don't like to change." Bucky complained. Brooke sighed and rolled her eyes. Only her brother would do something like that. She watched as Kevin, or Jacey, walked over to where Lacey and Stacy were sitting. She never understood the three of them.
She sighed, before turning to look at Bucky. "Since we're waiting on the group, you think I could go look around?" Brooke asked. She was an adventurer, always wanting to take part in something more. Something fun and unique. Bucky looked at her, crossing his arms.
"You know mom and dad said you needed to practice."
"And I'll practice. But come on Bucky. All you guys are doing is checking on your flawless looks. I don't want to be stuck here when I could be exploring. I'll be practicing as soon as the team gets here. Come on Bucky, please!?" She begged, clasping her hands together and looking up at him, her eyes watering. It was a trick she learned when she was younger, and it always worked.
Bucky sighed. "You know I hate that look. Fine! Fine, you can go." He explained, before hearing a squeal and being engulfed in a hug. Bucky chuckled, rolling his eyes and hugging her back. "But be careful, stay away from the woods. There are dangerous creatures around." He teased. She rolled her eyes and smiled at him, before grabbing her bag.
"Your sister is so weird, Bucky. Why did we even let her on the team?" Lacey asked, leaning back against the couch. Stacey chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"Regardless of how weird she is, she is a great cheerleader. She deserves to be here." Bucky argued. Brooke smiled. Her brother was sticking up for her. "Besides, mom and dad wouldn't have let me leave without her."
She frowned, turning back to look for a moment, before heading back outside. She wasn't weird, she just wasn't too into cheer like everyone else, and she liked having friends that were zombies. How weird is that? What even made that weird? She bit her lip and slid out of the building. She couldn't wait for Addison and Bree to get here. Maybe then she would feel like she belonged.
"Stupid Acey's. Always think they know everything and anything. Who do they even think they are?" Brooke mumbled as she followed the trail around the campus. She didn't understand who they even were. Sure, they were cheerleaders, and pretty, and popular, that didn't give them the right to be mean to her.
Or maybe it did.
She kicked a rock into the woods around her, listening to the echo as it hit a tree. Her hand found its way to her bracelet, a silver charm bracelet that her grandfather gave her before he died. The charms signified parts of Seabrook and their family. Pom-poms for cheerleading, of course. Cheerleading was in their blood for generations, part of her family. There was a heart for their family, even though he didn't know the whole story. She knew she would have to follow in their footsteps, but she didn't want to, and that wouldn't go over well with them. There was the letter B for her name, Brooke. These three charms signified who she was.
Then there was a shrimp charm. She still didn't know how her grandfather had found that charm. It represented Seabrook, the community they grew it. Dignified and unified.
There was also a little brain. It was for the zombies, who were not a part of Seabrook. If only her grandfather could see them now. A unified community between zombies and humans. Of course, Brooke believed that her grandfather knew they weren't that bad. Sure, her grandfather was almost bitten by one, but he seemed to understand that maybe zombies could change. He had it made before he died. If only he could see the community now.
Her hand found the wolf charm. He had told her and Bucky stories of the wolves that used to live around Seabrook before they were born. The first life ever in Seabrook before the settlers came in. She had been fascinated by the stories, even though the stories were meant to be scary. So, her grandfather had put a wolf charm on the bracelet as a symbol of their past, and where Seabrook was before the zombies. He had meant it to be funny, as a gag gift, but Brooke ended up loving it.
But it ended up being a real part of her, the only part that she always thought was true. She let her fingers feel over it, feeling the detailing that went into the charm. She smiled softly, letting her mind take over.
There was a rustle of trees, startling the human from her trance. She looked around, realizing that it was darker here than when she had started, and cooler.
She had wandered too far into the forest. That was not what she had intended. She sighed, looking around to see if she could find the path. Maybe if she followed the way she came, she'd be able to find her way back. So that's where she started.
It got her back to the path, but now she didn't know the direction she was going. Left, or right? Which was the right way? Brooke grabbed her phone from her bag and sighed. No signal, no way to even get a hold of Bucky, if he had his phone on him at all. Turning back to the path, she shrugged, before finally just picking a path. There was a rustling behind her once more, but she tried to pay it no mind. Probably just a stray creature. She didn't need to freak herself out.
As she walked, the rustling grew louder, more obnoxious, and Brooke swore she heard what sounded like growling. She turned to the source but didn't see anything, just the rustling trees, which could have been because of the wind. "Okay Brooke, calm down. You're overreacting, just keep walking and you'll see the camp, no worries." She told herself, sighing softly as she continued to walk. She was just freaking herself out. She just wanted to get back.
There was a loud growl, and then a howl before she was bowled over, sliding down the hill with a thump. Brooke was dazed, hitting a tree stump that stopped her tumble. Leaves were tangled in her hair and she could feel a slight stinging on her shoulder and knee. She winced, biting her lip as she moved to a sitting position.
"Ow." She hissed, looking at her knee where the jeans were torn, and blood could be seen. What just happened? Did she just blackout and fall? Or was she pushed? She jumped when she heard growling, spinning her head around to see two yellow eyes staring at her, growling at her. Her eyes widened, and she moved to scoot back as the monster came closer. Her back hit the stump, halting her movements as the monster growled once again. She saw it flinch and she closed her eyes. So, this was how she was going to die. She heard the snarl and bit her lip, waiting.
But nothing happened. Another snarl ripped through the air, and Brooke opened her eyes in time to see the monster that had attacked her disappear through the brush. There was another creature, standing where it had once been, growling. But not at her, at the path the first one was taking.
"You need to go." The monster growled, not looking at her. She couldn't tell what it was. A monster or human. It sounded human but had several monster-like mannerisms. "Get back up on the path and head north, you'll find the camp there. Get out of here, before I change my mind."
It didn't take long for Brooke to realize he was talking to her, or the fact that he was saving her. She scrambled up as fast as she could, trying to ignore the pain in her knee as she clambered up the hill. She turned once to look at him, wanting to thank him, before deciding against it and heading up the hill and back on the path.
The monster growled, orange eyes flashing as he watched the human head back to the path. So much for keeping a low profile. Why had Lucas done that? He knew better. He knew Lucas was getting sick, but he didn't think he'd be this desperate, especially to kill a human. He would have to tell the pack. This couldn't happen again. He sighed, before turning around to head back home. He stopped, seeing something small and silver in the leaves. He growled, before walking over to see what it was. It was a bracelet. He bent over to pick it up, hissing when he realized it was silver, but it didn't hurt too badly. Like a mild sting, so he pushed through and picked it up, examining the bracelet and the charms. His eyes focused on the 'B' charm for a moment, before letting them look down the line, at the wolf charm. A wolf? There was a charm for wolves on a human's bracelet?
His ears perked up to the sound of a howl. There was a meeting, he should have known. He sighed, before pocketing the charm bracelet and heading back into the woods, back home. He'd figure out what to do with it, somehow.
Brooke sighed in relief when she finally stumbled out of the woods and saw the camp come into view. He was right, the monster, it wasn't that far. She was on the right path all along. She pushed her hair from her face, noticing the bus pulled up. How long had she been gone?
She turned back to look at the woods, thinking about the monsters she had seen. If she didn't know any better, those were werewolves that she had seen. But werewolves didn't exist anymore, did they? Not like zombies did. A werewolf hadn't been seen for years.
But she was sure they werewolves. Another thought chased the first out of her head. If they werewolves, and she was on their land, why would they want to save her? They could have just killed her, and yet one took pity and saved her. She kept walking to the camp, trying not to think about it. But that had to be it, they had to be werewolves.
"Brooke!" Brooke looked up when her name was called, her eyes widening and a grin splitting her face when she saw her cousin. Addison was here, with her beautiful white hair and pep ready for the week. Brooke grinned, wrapping her arms around Addison when she moved to hug her. She grinned when she saw Bree, hugging the girl. The three had grown so close the past year.
"It's so good to see you guys!" She exclaimed, grinning.
"Broo-ski!" Brooke turned and grinned as she was pulled into a bone-crushing hug by Bonzo, the newest member of their cheerleading team. Zombies were a great addition to cheer. They helped with the highfliers and were light on their feet.
"It's great to see you too Bonzo, but I can't breathe!" She hissed out until he let her go. She laughed before Addison frowned. "What happened to you?" She asked, noticing the dishevelment of her cousin.
"Oh..." She looked down at herself and flushed red, looking at the blood that stained her jeans and then at the cut on her shoulder. "I was walking the trail and fell. Got busted up a bit. I'm okay though." She lied. She didn't want to tell them. No one would believe her; they wouldn't even think about it. Addison frowned. She knew that wasn't the case. Brooke and Addison had been close for years, they told each other everything. Something was bothering Brooke, but she didn't press it. She would ask her later when no one was around.
"Come on. Let's get these cleaned up before camp starts. We're going to need all the help we can get." Addison said, wrapping her arm around her cousin as they walked into camp. Brooke smiled. It was nice to be around her friends once again. It felt like home. Finally.
"Where have you been?" Willa Lykensen asked, jumping from the rock she was perched on near the den. "I've been waiting for you to come home. What did you do to Luke?" The alpha asked.
Wyatt rolled his eyes, ignoring his sister as he walked back into the pack. "Maybe you should ask him what he was doing, oh great Alpha." The beta sneered, jumping up on the rocks next to Wynter. Wynter shifted over to let him sit.
"The elders are taking care of him. Is it true? You saved a human?" Wynter asked, watching him. Wyatt sighed, watching as Willa moved over to watch them.
"He was going to kill her, and where would we be with blood on our hands?"
"Maybe not here," Willa asked.
"Oh sure, maybe further down hiding in the den, waiting for our stones to die. Regardless, it wouldn't be a good idea for a murder to happen. We knew Luke was desperate, he's getting sick. But we never knew he would almost go full wolf on someone, especially now. She was a cheerleader anyway, that would have been front-page worthy." Wyatt explained, ignoring his sister's growling.
"She's going to go back to her friends, tell the whole world," Willa argued.
"No, she won't. She didn't look like the type. Who would believe her? We don't exist remember?" Willa huffed at her brother's proposal, rolling her eyes. But he was right. If she had been killed, they would have a murder on their hands. Even as werewolves they never killed anyone, just scared them. Murdering someone would do them no good.
"In a week this cheer camp will be over, and then we won't have to deal with these pesky humans. We can focus on the real task at hand. Finding the moonstone." Willa explained, before letting out a howl. The wolves followed, before settling into their respective corners.
Wyatt slid so his feet were hanging from the rock, pulling the bracelet out of his pocket and staring at it. His hand slightly fingered the wolf charm, ignoring the sizzling of flesh as he touched it. Why would a cheerleader have a wolf on their bracelet? This intrigued Wyatt, and he wanted to know more. But their quest was the Great Alpha and the moonstone. Not some cheerleader.
Still, it was piquing Wyatt's interest.
Who knows what's next?
Hello everyone! I only got one review but I decided to go ahead and get this fanfiction started before my muse died. I'm going to try and get into editing and making sure everything sounds concise. I also am going to try and start on a Descendants 3 fanfiction but I did want to get this up. Just like Descendants, I decided to watch Zombies see if it would be really bad, and after watching it two or three times I ended up liking it. So, when I saw the trailer for Zombies 2 I didn't know how I would like it because it had the wolves in it and ended up loving it. And of course, I love Wyatt, I just love his personality and who he is. So OC time! But this will hopefully not be on hiatus and will continue to come out every week, hopefully.
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