I took forever. I'm sorry. I've been lazy and distracted.

OK! This is the info chapter! That's right! So its nice n' juicy, like a burger:

Ages:

The boys are in high school… junior year, because.. I said so. Which makes them… what 16-17ish?

Rating: T! For teen…!

….PAIRINGS: KennyxStan and CartmanxKyle dead serious.

Pairings were picked randomly from a bucket!

Across the South Park sign was a distinct smear of red that dripped down and off the bottom.

The city, by "5:02"AM on the little digital clock in the car, was in an eerie pre-apocalypse faze.

It was quiet, except the occasional siren and scream. A few bodies that should be dead were staggering around. But nothing too bad. Nothing The Eric Cartman couldn't take care of, or so he believed.

Kyle tried to work the radio but there was nothing but static, he switched it off.

"Where do.. we go?" He asked unsure.

Cartman pulled into his driveway.

"Hey! What the hell! At least drive me home." Kyle glared, Cartman looked over and shrugged carelessly taking the keys and dangling them in front of Kyle.

"Drive yourself home, I'm tired." Cartman complained, getting out and walking up to his front door. Kyle sat stupidly, muttering "Jackass" under his breath and exiting the car to get in on the driver's side.

He put the key in and turned. Nothing. He tried again…

Great

He groaned and got out and walked up to Cartman's door, he was not walking home.

He reached his hand and knocked… no answer.

He went for the doorbell, ringing it several times until the other opened the door, a frustrated look on his face.

"You broke the car." Kyle commented flatly.

"…" There was an awkward silence and then the painfully hard to say words of, "Come inside"

"it's the only way" He called, the taller shaking beside him.

"Are you sure?"

"Quite sure. The nucleiof theirpower is within this building. It should kill off most of them."

"Are you ready?"

……"Stop! Please your making a horrible mistake!"

An explosion went off. Fire burst through dawn air. Screams and bloodshed.

This was the breaking point. This is where the chaos started.

Its also where Stan woke up fully, jumping to his feet at the loud sound, picking up a baseball bat from his pile of makeshift weapons and glancing outside through the blinds.

In the distance he saw thick grey smoke and flames licking at the air.

"Crap."

He heard a yawn from behind him and turned to face a sleepy looking Kenny, "Hey… zombies still there?" He questioned, stretching a bit.

"Uhm… Yeah." Stan replied, thinking over what to do, "Where do you think Kyle is?" His thoughts tracing to his best friend. Kenny shrugged, "Home?"

Stan pulled his cell from his pocket and dialed the redheads number. He sighed impatiently as it rang a few times.

"Hello! Your reached the-" He hung up.

"Maybe he's already at a shelter."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know. In all the zombie movies they're always told to go to some sort of shelter.. You know with guns and food…strippers maybe."

Stan gave him a quizzical look and rolled his eyes, "Oh I'm sure they've got tons of strippers.."

There was a slight pause and Stan spoke up again, "You think they're really setting up shelters?"

Kenny looked outside, noticing the increase in the undead. "Maybe."

Cartman and Kyle had been chased out by.. A cat.

It would seem that the animals of the undead enjoyed their company.

But it was one scary son of a bitch. And had been followed by a dead woman who had presumably broken through a window or something.

Not that it was better outside.

"Ok… where do we go?" Carttman asked, looking around feeling very jumpy.

"Stan's.. it's a block away." He said.

"Great…" Cartman said unenthusiastically.

The two ran off, playing the ever so fun game of dodge the zombie.

The doorbell rang, and Stan hung up from a long distance phone call with his mom, holding the bat tightly but then figuring zombies wouldn't bother ringing the doorbell.

He opened it, revealing two frantic looking boys.

"Kyle! Cartman!" He exclaimed, holding the door open for them, "You guys.. Ok?"

Kyle nodded, "Yeah.. What's going on out there? The streets are filling with these people. Its like its from a horror film or something…" Kyle told Stan, as though he didn't already know.

"Ok.. Well.. Lets just stay calm.. It can't be that bad, right?" Stan smiled, glancing nervously at Kenny.

And to completely prove him wrong the glass on the window smashed through, showering the four in little sharp crystals. A body half way through the glass and a few others trying to get in, arms stretched lazily for them, moaning deep in their thoughts.

"Shit… that's Tweek." Kenny mumbled, looking to the figure half way though the window.

It was hard to tell it was him… he looked deformed and mangled. Kenny was surprised he knew it was the coffee loving boy. "Your right…" Kyle nodded, frozen, not wanting to hit his own classmate.

Cartman quietly picked up the fire poker.

"Ok… What if we use the back door?" Stan suggested, already heading that way. The three followed, entering the kitchen only to find a group of zombies pressing against the glass.

"Dude, we have no choice." Kenny told them, taking a rolling pin from the counter.

Stan held the door knob, his fingers on the lock, "Ready?"

They all nodded.

"Kay.." He unlocked the door and opened the door, all four backing up in expectation of the dead. The two crowding the door stumbled in.

Kenny, took on one, apparently fairly comfortable with crushing a person's head with a rolling pin.

The second one Cartman took care of, stabbing it in the forehead, "Aw, sick, dude." He complained, pulling the blood covered poker from the collapsed woman, Stan grimaced, exiting the house and holding the bat defensively.

"Okay…" He said partially to himself, hitting a dead man down, while in thought, "Okay… we could go to… the school." He said, the three crowded together as they walked.

"School?" Cartman pushed a decaying girl away from him.

Stan nodded, leading them into the garage to his car, and taking out his keys, "Lots of rooms, and walls. Places to hide."

The boys hurriedly got into the car, Kenny and Kyle, Stan and Cartman, Stan clicked his garage remote, the door opening with loud noises and letting zombies flood in.

"Sounds good." Kyle nodded his eyes fixed on the many glazed eyes watching him out side the window, "Just hurry up lets go!"

The black corvette reversed with speed and raced off in the direction of South Park High.

The school seemed dark, creepy for some reason, despite the sun, which was now up and shining.

The lights were off. A couple cars parked in the teacher parking lot, the closest lot to the schools doors. Luckily the door were unlocked, for some reason or another, and the boys walked inside, everything taken over by dark halls.

"Creepy." Kenny commented, the door closing, blocking out nearly all light.

And softly a voice drifted down the halls, a gentle, chilling hum.

Hooray! this is where the real fun starts.

I remember now why I should've put my original Chapter one up. : P

It explained allot more of where Stan's parents and Cartman's mom are. And Shelly. As for Kyle's parents, they're still around, as well as Ike. You'll see. Sorry, shoulda put up Chapter One.

Till next time!