frankferter8088: That's because It's a remake/rewrite of that story, I've been thinking of remaking The Lost even before started writing stories. I'm glad your enjoying it so far.

After deciding to come back to find his sisters. Lincoln and Clyde run back inside the school kicking the doors in front of them, kids ran past the two, all of them had the same look of dread and confusion as they ran past Lincoln and Clyde.

What they saw had their eyes as wide as diner plates, it was just unbearable to watch. An eight-year-old boy being devoured by the school lunch lady while a girl was laying with her ribs torn apart and her arm ripped off. This made the two boys gagged in disgust. It's not like they were going to sleep tonight anyway. Lincoln turns to Clyde with concern.

"Go on without me Clyde, this too much for you to handle," Lincoln said quietly. "You don't have to do this."

"No Lincoln, I won't leave you here by yourself," Clyde said.

"But..."

"My mind is made up Lincoln, I will always have your back no matter the cause," Clyde said in determination even though he was just as scared as he was. Out of all the friends he has, Clyde was the only person that has been on his side through thick and thin, something that not even Rusty, Zack, Liam, or even Stella can do. Nodding, they both ran further into the building passing several kids who were wailing in fear. They paid little to no attention until they spotted a girl running through them, behind her was an infected adult. They both immediately recognized her as Mollie while the adult behind her was the school secretary Cheryl. Her tall brown hair struck like a thumb, she had the same green skin, furious expression, and demonic growl as Mrs. Johnson and the adult that attacked the door and Mollie was leading her to their demise.

"Now what?!" Clyde yelled in fear.

Lincoln bit his lips, desperately trying to find something to use as a weapon and then he did. He spotted an indoor flagpole that had a sharp-looking point on top of it.

"Clyde, help me get that pole, where gonna spear the living heart out of that thing." Lincoln pointed at the said object. Clyde saw it and quickly nodded, they both removed the flag of the stand and hold it steadily for the sharp point was facing towards Mollie and Cheryl, though they won't use it against the former of course, that would be cruel.

"Charge!" They both shouted and ran at full force towards the infected secretary.

"Mollie, get out of the way!" Lincoln shouted and she did just that; diving out of the way as they zoomed past her. The flag pierced through the adult right in her stomach, just as another adult came behind her and was met with the same fate. They both thrusted with all Their might but she just kept coming closer as the pole dug deeper and deeper until it was poking through her entire body. As the grown-up drew closer Lincoln and Clyde spin in a circular motion they kept spinning and spinning until they stopped and Cheryl along with the other grown-up was thrown to one of the lockers; smashing the back of her skull as blood oozed from behind.

Lincoln and Clyde went dizzy for a moment but quickly recovered. They along with Mollie saw what they did to Cheryl and looked at each other while putting their hands against their lips. They just killed someone.

"Damn, we just did that," Clyde said.

"I know right?" Lincoln said. "Just like the games."

"Maybe not so cool now that I think about it," Clyde said.

"Though to be honest she was already dead."

"You can say that again."

They looked at Mollie who was recovering from her shock.

"Run!" Lincoln said.

Mollie didn't say anything and nodded. She eventually ran in the other direction.

"Come on,"

They ran through the hallways just as blood and guts littered around the floor as its gross essence filled the air. Lincoln prayed that those blood or guts don't belong to his sisters. They reached where the morticians club resided. He opened the door and saw the dead bodies of one of the students and the teacher. Chairs and desks have fallen over while books and papers scattered all over the place, the blood on the floor disturbed the duos. He swallowed a lump in his throat, what if one of those kids were Lucy?

Clyde quietly looked around hoping not to step on the dead bodies, for someone like him, he was surprised he hadn't had a heart attack by now.

Just then, they heard a small thud coming from the ceiling.

Lucy. Lincoln thought. It had to be her. She would always spend her time in the vents, either at school or at home, so if anyone would know how to get into the vents at school it would Lucy.

"Lucy, Lucy!" Lincoln whispered harshly. "It's me, Lincoln!" He said before one of the ceiling tiles moved and a pale face poked out through the hole.

"Lincoln!" The eight-year-old said in an uneasy tone.

Lincoln, sighed in relief. Lucy was always a person who doesn't show that much emotion towards anything, but from what Lincon could tell through the way she says his name that she was just a terrified little girl.

"It's okay Lucy, I'm here." Lincoln his arms open and she was quick to hop than and he caught her as she buried her face in his chest and sobbed silently.

"There, there," Lincoln said rubbing the back of her head.

"What happened?" Lincoln said. "I mean here."

"I don't know," Lucy whimpered. "We were just in the middle of writing when an earthquake happened and we had to hide under the chairs then the next thing we know a giant green blast tore through the window, covering the whole room, we covered our faces until it suddenly disappeared." Lucy paused before continuing. "Then the teacher fell to the ground and shook violently before attacking one of my classmates all the others ran away screaming, I just sat frozen on my seat as the teacher finished...eating the poor kid. Thankfully, he didn't saw me and instead saw another kid sitting in the corner."

Small tears streamed down on her cheeks.

"I was too scared to go outside so I unscrewed the vent and hid inside. I could only hear screams from the poor souls who were unfortunate to be caught by those things." Lucy told grimly.

Lincoln hugged her tight with Clyde decided to join in.

"Come on, Lucy we have to go find the others," Lincoln said and Lucy shuddered.

"I don't wanna go out there Lincoln, there's nothing but pure chaos, pain, and agony."

"We have to Lucy," Lincoln said but Lucy still wasn't convinced, he understands this cause he too didn't want to go there but he knew he had to. "Please, Lucy."

As much as Lucy didn't want to go out there, she also didn't want the twins and Lisa to suffer the same fate as the poor kids. Giving a small sigh. "Okay..."

"That's great, come on Clyde."

"Clyde?"

He stood at Clyde who seems to be looking at something, he had a scared expression on his face as his mouth hung open. He turns to whatever Clyde was looking at and there, stood a tall adult in the doorway. His face stained with blood and had the same angry stares as the other adults. All three stood in horror-stricken at the adult that stood before them. Lincoln tried desperately to find any object that he can use to defend Clyde and Lucy but was too focus not to break eye contact with the undead creature.

No one made a move and about a few dreaded seconds, they hadn't left their position. That's when suddenly, the adult came charging right at them.

They both screamed while Lucy had her mouth hang open though she can be heard very faintly. They both ran backward and hid behind a stack of chairs as the teacher moves forward. Clyde used one of the chairs and threw it on the adult hitting his head and fell to the floor. He tried to get back up but slipped on one of the books.

"Come on!" Lincoln said as they all rushed outside before the adult could re-emerge. They ran across the hallway and into the twin's classroom, ignoring all the dead bodies on the floor.

They soon reached their classroom and looked to be surprisingly neat. It didn't look too messed up, unlike the other rooms. Lincoln scanned around the room hoping to find one of his sisters. Clyde held Lucy in his hands. He then noticed two desks; one of them was smudged with dirt while the other had glittered over. That's Lana and Lola's seat he thought. He then looked down to find a trail of blood that was close to his sister's desk which made Lincoln panic.

They followed the trail of blood in the corner of the room and were greeted by the body of a teacher that was lying face-first on the ground with a huge wound in the back of her head that seems to suggest she was hit by something. As they examined the dead thing, they heard someone weeping from the corner. The three looked up and saw two pairs huddled together with their face pressed against each other's shoulders. These two pairs were none other than Lola and Lana.

Lincoln couldn't be more glad. "Lola! Lana!" He called out their names.

They both looked up with a tear-stained face lit up with relief and joy.

"Lincoln!" They both cried out and leaped forward and embraced their older brother. They both had blood stained on their clothes. Lana was holding a monkey wrench that too was stained in blood. While happy Lincoln was, he was very worried about putting two and two together.

"What happened?" Lincoln asked, wanting to know what to their side of their story.

The twins looked at each other, Lola almost felt like crying again and but her lips remain shut. Lana feels like she should be the one telling.

"Well, let's just say; an earthquake happens, then a shockwave happened then a green fog spread around the room and we had to cover our faces until it disappeared entirely," Lana explained then shuddered as she relives through the horrors of what happened. "After the smoke cleared, the lights were broken and we couldn't see properly...then the teacher started spazzing out through the floor and we all panicked and soon she got up, her body was-"

"Green, I know that's what all the adult have," Lincoln said and Lana nodded

"Anyway, she got up and attacked one of the students she went after Lola but I was able to stop her with my wrench, she pushed me off and tried to reach Lola but I kept on hitting her until she couldn't move." Lana cried silently as she couldn't say the word "dead" out loud.

Lincoln put a hand on both of their heads.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, where here now," Lincoln said and hugged them tighter. Lucy and Clyde decided to join in.

Once they were done Lincoln insisted on finding Lisa.

"I don't want to go out there Lincoln!" Lola screamed. "Monsters are lurking around the hallway!"

Monsters, heh, who woulda thought the monsters kids have been so afraid of happens to be the ones who raised them, took care of them, and even loved them. This world is messed up.

"Well, I'm not gonna stay right here!" Lana said.

"Better here than there!" Lola yelled back.

Lincoln carried Lola up. "Hold onto Clyde's hand and don't let go no matter what."

They all ran towards the halls where the kindergarten class reside. Hoping for the best and expecting the worst. They noticed the floor was wet, they looked up and saw the sprinkler had been opened.

Lola buried her face in Lincoln's chest. Lincoln didn't mind, he doesn't want her to see the carnage that he is currently witnessing. They all had to cover their noses as the foul smell of the bodies spread throughout the hallway.

Upon reaching their 4-year-old sibling's classroom. The door was ripped open and the inside was more destroyed and just worse looking than all the rooms they had been in.

On the floor were the remains of dead students. Small particles of clothes, tissues, organs, and bones scattered around the area. They all dreaded the fact that one of them could belong to their sister.

Lola pulled her head away from Lincoln's chest but soon pulled back after what she just saw.

"Guys?" Clyde said as he and Lana looked at something with terror on their faces.

"What?" Lincoln said before gasping at what he was seeing. The body of Mrs. Shrivinas, lying on the floor, her head had been completely melted away and just looking at it, reminiscent that of someone had their head cut of from a guillotine.

"Sick," Lincoln whispered harshly. Then, he heard some kind of movement coming from the drawer opening from one of the storage tables against the wall.

They all tensed up, expecting an adult to come and attack them but it wasn't. Instead, it was Lisa who poked out.

"Greetings, siblings," Lisa said in a voice that didn't show as much fear as the others.

"Lisa!" They screamed in unison and embraced the young prodigy. "Your alive!" Said Lola in sheer happiness.

"Indeed, siblings I have in fact survived," Lisa said in her usual monotone voice but Lincoln can tell there was a hint of fear in her tone.

"Is everything alright?" Lincoln asked as the 4-year-old stared at the floor then looked up.

"Apart from any possible psychological laceration that I may endure for the longevity of my existence, I am good," Lisa explained.

"At least your still the same," Lincoln spoke sarcastically before looking around at the dead bodies, he felt bad that some of these kids might have had siblings and wasn't as fortunate as he was. In fact, he was sort of lucky that he found all of his siblings without any scratch. "So, what happened?" He asked.

"I was busy doing my daily experiment on the other side of the room while Mrs. Shrivinas was telling childish stories to the class. Darcy was kind enough to stay with me while I work. That's was when the ground started to shake and concluded that an earthquake had occurred. I made sure all of my test tubes don't fall to the floor. Once it the earthquake was over I immediately continued my work, only to be stopped when a large shockwave slammed through the windows followed by some sort of green fog-like gas that spread throughout the room I was fortunate to have my gas mask in handy, I even handed one to Darcy. I was able to collect a sample of the particles before disappearing minutes later."

Lincoln really started to regret not covering his face in time.

"But as soon as it all the smoke cleared, however." Lisa stopped for a moment before continued. "Mrs. Shrivinas started twitching on the ground as her body started to turn green, naturally, all the kids screamed in horror but I was more intrigued by it, eventually she stopped moving and before we knew it, Mrs. Shrivinas rose up with an angry expression on her face and bit down one of the kids." She went on to explain all the carnage that happened throughout the class, some kids and Darcy were able to flee the class and how Lisa sprayed all her chemicals at the teacher's face making her head and bones melt of entirely, and how Lisa just hid under the drawer trying to cover her ears from the nightmarish screams happening from outside until they came here looking for her.

"Her screams were just indescribable. I couldn't be sure whether which one was worse; her screams when her face was melted off or when she was turning into a savage beast" Lisa said quietly.

What's the difference?

"Lisa..." Lincoln said as he put a hand on her shoulder.

"Hello?" A voice called out. They turned to the doorway and saw a thin little boy that is somewhere in Lucy's age, wore a black shirt and blue shirt. "Is my sister here?"

Lincoln looked at the boy with deep sadness and regret at what he was about to say. But before he could speak, however. Lincoln and the others all screamed at the boy to look out from behind him. The boy looked over to his shoulders and saw Coach Pacowski looming over him. The boy barely had time to react as the infected man lifted him up and tore through him.

Everyone screamed as the adult pinned the boy down and chomped at his flesh.

Lincoln looked frantically for something to help them out. That's when he noticed a big air vent in the corner of the room. He remembers that Lucy unscrewed the vent to get in so that's what he does.

"Lucy the vents!" Lincoln pointed out and Lucy knew exactly what to do. She quickly rushed forward and began to unscrew the vents. Meanwhile, Coach Pacowski was more than halfway done finishing the boy.

"Hurry!" Lola said in a panic.

Suddenly, Lincoln puts Lola down.

"You guys follow Lucy while in distract Coach," Lincoln said.

"W-what you can't do that!" Clyde said in a try.

"It's too dangerous!" Screamed Lola.

"Just go!" Lincoln yelled. "I can out-maneuver him.

Both Lisa and Lana reluctantly went to Lucy but Lola just kept hugging Lincoln tighter.

"Lola, I said go!" Lincoln shouted but she just wouldn't budge.

"I'm not leaving you!" She yelled.

Clyde noticed this and dragged Lola away.

"UGH, LET ME GO!" Screamed Lola as she was being dragged by the nerdy child. "YOU CANT-LINCOLN!" Clyde continued to haul her away towards the others. Lincoln just nodded before turning his attention back to the undead coach who had just finished eating the child ran towards Lincoln with the speed he had never expected from a fat person like Coach before.

Meanwhile, Lucy was still working on the vents; screwing off one last nail. Clyde held Lola with a tight hug covering her mouth with his palm while Lisa and Lana stared at Lincoln with plate size eyes.

As soon as Coach was within arm's reach, Lincoln quickly performed a backflip, almost reaching the ceiling as Coach slipped.

Lincoln's sudden movement confused the adult who began to look around the room. Fearing that he might encounter his loved ones, Lincoln ran forward and kicked the couch right in the ass. The Coach slowly recovered but stopped when Lincoln kicked his face.

Eventually, Coach knocked Lincoln by the legs and fell to his stomach, making a breathless off but Lincoln was quick to recover and block and attacks done by the adult.

Lucy finished removing the final nail and removed the hatch.

"Come one let's go!" Yelled Lucy as she went first followed by Lisa, Lana Lola then Clyde looked at Lincoln and told him to come back.

"Just keep going!" Lincoln shouted as he dodges another attack. Then Lincoln thought of something that would probably not end well but he had to try. He ran behind Coach, but not before punching his midsection, then right outside the doorway. Coach followed after him. Lincoln stopped against a locker behind him just as Coach charged at him. With great speed, Lincoln slid below the adult and went back to the kindergarten the shuts the door, and locked it immediately. Coach then began to aggressively bang against the door as Lincoln stepped backward. He turns to his right to see the vent open.

He went up and sprinted fast and went towards the vent. The edges of the vent scratched his arms and likely gave a scrape as he slid on the cold metal. He was finally in as soon as Coach Pacowski broke through the room and looked around for his victims. He sees the vents assuming they are ther and ran inside it but couldn't fit properly due to his bloated body size he screamed at Lincoln who just looked on before crawling away.

Lincoln was able to catch up with the others who looked very stunned.

"Just crawl!" He shouted. They all crawled for their lives as the sound of the Couch began to fade as the screams of children and adults took over.

They continued to crawl until reaching the back of the school. No need for a screwdriver. Lucy ended up kicking the vents as hard as she could until it falls off to the ground and was greeted by the sunlight. Lucy went out first followed by the others with Lincoln coming last.

Once they were outside, Lincoln began to hug his sisters once more. "We're, okay, we're okay..." Lincoln said tiredly after that whole incident from earlier.

"Come on, let's go home and see if Lily was okay," Lincoln said, he was glad that Lily stayed home due to a cold he's been having and Mom had the day off so she can look out for her, then he stopped, fear rushed through him.

"What is it?" Lucy asked.

"Don't you think it's strange that only the adults were going crazy?" Lincoln asked and the others looked at each other then realized what he meant.

"Yeah, I noticed that as well," Lisa said.

"Well, no time to answer that," Lana said. "Let's get the heck out of here!"

The inside of the school was obviously a nightmare to ever go. Outside made it look like a Halloween decoration compared to the absolute chaos they are witnessing. Kids were running all over the place, with adults tore into their little bodies. Lincoln at one point saw Poppa Wheelie being ripped to shred by two infected grownups as he screams in agony.

"Keep going!" Lincoln said as they passed several bloody scenes just as they had in the school. Lincoln's heart dropped when they pass the mangled body of an infant lying on the road. All while Lincoln continues to question the safety of Lily, Mom and the older siblings as well as if thaf green mist was a virus that infected the adults. Speaking of his older sisters, they were too scared to find them so the best thing they can do is pray that they come back.

As they were running, they heard the screams of a girl from the left. Lincoln dismissed this as just a little girl but Clyde recognized that voice. He turns to where the scream was coming from and saw his friend/crush Chloe Cambell being attacked by an old woman that they knew as Scoots.

"Help!" Screamed Chloe as the adult keeps hitting her.

"Chloe!" Clyde yelled grabbing Lana's wrench and rushed after her. Lincoln and the others decided to help as well. He knew Clyde had a crush on that girl after that Valentine's Day dance so it makes sense he would help her.

Chloe kept screaming as scratch marks were starting to appear on her forearm. Just when she thought she was a goner. Clyde stopped in and hit Scoots with the wrench.

"Don't you touch her!" Clyde screamed as he continues to ram the adult with the wrench until Lincoln put a hand on his shoulder gesturing to him it was over. Nodding, he knelt down at Chloe.

"Are you okay?" Clyde asked.

"Y-yeah," Chloe stuttered.

"You have to go, it's not safe here," Clyde said and Chloe did just that and ran away, but not before kissing Clyde on the cheek and ran off.

Clyde caresses the side of his cheek and smiled.

"Clyde, we gotta focus," Lincoln said while smiling.

"Right, yeah."

They began to run faster, making sure they don't see any adults coming for them. Suddenly, Lincoln could feel his right ear ringing before getting lower and lower. Huh, what could that be?

"Uh, Lincoln?" Clyde said.

"What is it?" Lincoln asked as Clyde pointed at the sky, his face was wide-eyed and his mouth hangs open. His sister did the same. He looked above him and his heart skipped a beat.

"Ohhh, shhhhhIIIT!" At this point, since there is an apocalypse, Lincoln feels that swearing is appropriate. Not that he never swears before.

The low pitch sound made sense because barrelling down from the sky was a Boeing 747 jumbo jet.

"RUN!"

The others didn't need to be told twice as they ran for their lives. The roar of the plane was tremendous, the low pitch sound grew higher and higher, higher than Lincoln had ever heard, and that's coming from a family that is known to be extremely loud. As if that wasn't loud enough, the plane crashes through the ground and exploded in a massive fireball.

The explosion knocked all of them to the ground. A scorching sensation traveled over parts of their bodies. The ringing in Lincoln's ear returns but was more louder and intense. Besides him stood Lola who was crying and screaming.

After a few seconds on the ground, Lincoln soon opened his eyes, his visions were blurry. He blinked a few times until he could see properly. He moaned and stirred. Around him was a firey wall that engulfs the skies. Lola was in tears and continuously wail. This sight broke Lincoln's heart so he gently drew Lola's head into his chest. Around him, Lucy held her hands as her teeth gritted, trying not to cry, Lana just sobbed and tightly clutching her chest. Clyde still laid on the floor covering his ears and looked to be crying. Lincoln's eyes began to water but tried to fight it back. As much as he wants to cry his eyes out, he wanted to be strong for his sisters.

"Guys, get up we have to keep moving." Lincoln tiredly said, his voice was cracked and shaky.

They quickly got up—almost losing valance as their knees throbbed painfully but unbroken—and slowly ran off. They stopped when they heard a growl behind them. They turned and saw figures emerging from the flames.

Adults.

The large mass of grownups appeared from waves that appear like they were sinners escaping from the pits of Hell. Not a single adult care that they were on fire.

They were all transfixed at the nightmarish sight.

"I said RUN!" Lincoln shouted and they made a break for it. They did not dare on looking back and kept going.

"Here!" Lincoln said pointing at another street. They ran there and hid behind a house just as the burning adults ran off somewhere else. When they were certain they had lost them. They all ran back to where they were supposed to be going and continued off. Just as Lincoln was hit in the torso by a hand. They turn to see an infected policeman standing over them. He charged at the kids and was quick to block it. Lana tried to hit him with her wrench but he was too strong and knocked her wrench over.

"Ahh!" They all screamed as the police grabbed a hold of her.

"Lana!" Lincoln yelled, desperate to find something to use as a weapon. Lincoln sees a handgun laying on the floor, obviously from the cop. He grabbed it and pointed at the cop and instantly pulled the trigger and missed almost immediately. Damn it! He thought. Having no conceivable knowledge about guns and how to use them, the loud boy clearly was having a hard time. He waited for a few seconds until he had a clear shot at his head to not risk shooting Lana. When he was certain, Lincoln pulled the trigger shooting the man in the face, ending him.

Lana manages to break from the man's grasp and embrace Lola. Lincoln stared at the lifeless cop that he just murdered in shock. This was his first kill, not counting what he and Clyde did earlierThey continued to run and were only a few houses away from their home. To them, it was the best possible safe house. Passing Mr. Grouse's house and just a few feet away from their some. They just hope their Mother and baby sister is alive and well.

As they were getting closer, Lincoln's eyes moved from side to side, expecting a possible attack from an adult. This whole thing had been causing stress and paranoia to the Loud boy. As if his paranoia became true. Clyde shouted from his side.

"Look out!"

They look to see a rake almost hitting them but their fast movement was able to block it. They saw the attacker be their old neighbor Mr. Grouse holding a rake. They all screamed as the infected old man charged at the 6 kids. Lincoln grabbed his gun and shoot Mr. Grouse but missed entirely. He swung his rake at them barely missing them. Lincoln went in to pull another shot but didn't come out. He realized it was out of ammo.

Fuck!

Mr. Grouse prepared to swing downward.

"No!" Clyde yelled as he latched on to the rake and held onto it with all his might but the adult man was too strong and yanked Clyde away, Lana, Lisa and Lucy came and help him get up.

"Hey!" Screamed Lincoln, trying to get the infected old man his attention, which it did.

The old man charged again. Lincoln grabbed Lola who was next to her and ran away from Grouse's attack.

"Lola run back to the porch!" Lincoln said but she was reluctant.

"But-"

"I SAID NOW!" He said louder this time forcing Lola to obliged. Lincoln felt bad for yelling at her like that but he knew she was scared. They all were.

Their neighbor charged again, barely hitting Lincoln with the rake. Meanwhile, Clyde was taking the girls into the porch with Lola. Clyde looked at Lincoln with a worried expression.

Lincoln blocked another attack from Mr. Grouse and ran in the other direction. He followed after him. Lincoln couldn't believe how fast Mr. Grouse was running despite his age. He could be like 70 at this point. He also couldn't believe how fast he was from running. But that thought soon vanished when he slipped on a pool of blood from that belonged to a dead body and fell to the ground. Lincoln tried to get up but he was so exhausted from all the running and shouting that it was a living hell.

As Mr. Grouse drew closer. Lincoln's heart began to beat like never before, he couldn't believe what had transpired in less than an hour. He just wished to God that none of this would have ever happened and that all of this was just a terrible dream. All he wanted was just lay in his bed, read comics in his undies, play video games, going outside to buy some food, you know all those normal kids stuff. He didn't expect to die right at the hands of Mr. Grouse. The man he thought was just an old man living up to his name as a grumpy old neighbour had a big family like he was and couldn't visit them on Christmas night.

Mr. Grouse ran forward and raised his weapon with such momentum that it looked like that scene from Friday The 13th (2009) when Jason was about to slam his axe at the poor girl. The adult shrieked demonically preparing to deliver the big blow while Clyde and his sister screamed in horror.

Just when he was a goner. He heard bones cracking. He opened his eyes to see Lana hitting Mr. Grouse on the knees.

"Lana!" Lincoln screamed.

Furious. Mr. Grouse stuck Lana with his hand causing her to fly through the ground with Lincoln barely catching her. This made the other sisters rushed to Lincoln and Lana's side as the old man was getting up, Lucy run up behind him and pierced a screwdriver on his back but due to his violent shaking, it was hard to get it through. She got out just as Lola grabbed a rock and furiously threw it onto Mr. Grouse's face causing a nosebleed but somehow this did not affect him and kept coming towards them. Suddenly, a loud gunshot followed by a loud thump, and Mr. Grouse lied face-first on the ground with a bullet hole in the back of his head. Lincoln looked up to find a 15-year-old teen holding a shotgun.

"You okay kid?" He asked pulling him off the ground. Clyde and the others went towards them.

"Y-yeah, thank you," Lincoln said.

"No, need to thank me, kid." He said. "You all should stay in your homes, it ain't safe out here."

"We will," Lincoln said.

"Good to hear, I'm best to be going, make sure to lock up when your inside." The teen said then ran off. Lincoln nodded and turned to his friend and siblings. They then held each other for a few minutes while ignoring the chaos around them. Cars were toppled down or destroyed, houses were burning up. Telephone poles were leaning to other directions, the air was covered with black smoke from fires all over the town with no one putting them out, and let's not forget the blood guts and organs that belong to the children and adults scattered around.

Then he turned towards his sisters with a stern but calm look. "Thank you guys for what you did but please never do anything reckless like that ever again."

The younger sisters starred their only brother with concern and confusion.

"But we were only trying to protect you." Said Lana.

"That's my job," He said then immediately hugged all of his sisters. "Come on, let's go It's not safe here."

Lincoln lead the way before reaching the porch. "I'll go in first." He said and slowly turned the knob.

When he was certain the adults won't come back and kill him. Chris Savinski left his counter and slowly walked his way outside.

And boy oh boy it was bad.

Everywhere he looked, adults were running in every direction chasing little children and even teenagers as well. He ran to the parking lot and went to his car, bobbing and weaving through the networks of parked cars.

As he was running, a teenage girl who's neck was bleeding, came over to him and screamed for help but when Chris saw the huge adult behind her, he was like, Nope, fuck that! and pushed her off for the adult to feast on her. Chris made his way back to his car but soon stopped when an adult popped from below his car which made him jump and fall right to his ass.

"Don't hurt me! I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it!" Chris threatened to point at the said object right at him. Once upon a time, he did this to a terrorist back in Afgan, oh how that guy screamed.

He waited for the adult to attack him but couldn't. In fact, he was just standing there like an idiot.

"Well?" Chris said.

Don't be a pussy. He heard someone said. But he took that word in the wrong way and shot the adult in front of him.

"Well, better me than him." He said to himself and went inside his car. He fumbled at his keys, desperately trying to find his keys before finding it and shoved it in the ignition and turned them. It took a few tries which increase the man's heart rate before it finally rumbled to life.

Chris backed out and drove away so fast it left a skid mark on the road, and also blood from the adult he previously shot. As he drove, he passed several scenes of mayhem around him. He couldn't drive a few seconds without witnessing an adult tearing through a kid's chest. Chris did nothing to try and save them and just focused on staying alive.

Chris slowed down to a stop and noticed the lights were off. He looked around and find several buildings completely dark from the inside out, well not all of them, some still had some sort of light shining bright. Chris came to the realization that whatever caused that green explosion made the entire world's power go off.

He continues to look around at the destroyed area then his face darkens as a hideous smile formed his lip and began to laugh like a fucking maniac.

Looks like all those years of prepping for an event such as this finally paid off. I should celebrate with a glass of beer.

Once I get home that is.

Chris stepped on the gas and continue to drive off into the distance all the while continuously laughing like a lunatic, passing many scenes of destruction. Cars crashed in buildings, homes, trees or each other and adult continue to devour every child they can find. At one point he saw a few kids fighting back, they were able to take down a few adults holding weapons only for them to be pinned down by heavily increasing numbers of adults.

Yeah, fuck em up! It was like a real-life zombie movie, where the characters would get overwhelmed and got torn into shreds, and he loved every second of it. He had always been a fan of movies that had gore in them, he especially loved watching the Saw franchise. He loved the part of Gordon cutting his foot off.

He was too focused on the scene that he didn't notice a kid was crawling on the road all bruised up with a missing arm and leg desperately trying to evade his attackers who were coming near him. Chris ended up running over the poor kid.

"Oh shit!" Chris yelled as he looked at the rearview mirror and saw a few adults chomping over the mangled kid. "Well, he was good as dead anyway."

He then began to laugh hysterically at what he just said. This was perfect, it was everything I ever wanted. A destroyed world filled with undead zombies chasing and killing children. You don't see that very often. That's because it doesn't! He continues to laugh uncontrollably as a semi-truck passed him on the left. He looked to see the driver who appears wearing one of those straight jackets insane inmates would wear but he appears to have it lose. Like Chris, the truck driver was also laughing like a maniac and Chris couldn't help but laugh as well.

"See, that guy gets it!" Chris said pointing at the laughing truck driver who drove the other way.

Out of the distance, he sees two figures standing by. One appears to be a tall overweight man with black curly hair while the other was a short brown-haired girl wearing a ponytail. The man appears to be talking to the girl who looked shocked. Chris assumed those two were father and daughter so he stopped and honked his horn.

"Hey you two, get out of the way!" He yelled as he honked his horn. The two immediately stepped away letting him through.

Thanks, I would have just run you both. He then continued to drove further into the chaos, passing a burnt wreckage of a plane along the way.

I gotta be honest with you, writing Lisa's dialogue was one pain in the ass. So if you noticed she doesn't have many lines then I'm sorry. Also, I've been trying to decide whether or not I should keep this at T-rated or M rated since this is supposed to be a very dark story but I digress. What is your thought on this story? Please fav, follow and review. You can find this on my A03 page, just search up my name and you will find it there.