Chapter Seven: The Zombie Info and Help
A/N: Thanks for reviewing, I enjoyed reading them. As I said before, it would be really cool if this fic was turned into a movie! Anyways, to my faithful reviewers, please note that I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, Wal-Mart or anything that they pick up, watch, or you know, the products that Wal-Mart has. I wish that I did own Yu-Gi-Oh and Wal-Mart because then that would be cool and I could so do a horror movie with the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh! Your welcome kilnorc for replying to your fics, I thought that they were interesting. Keep up the good work! Anyways, I hope that you enjoy this chapter, more zombies, more blood, more gore, and A LOT of using guns! Okay this /mind link/ will be used. You'll understand why if you keep reading.
It was at least three hours after the small group had arrived at the Wal-Mart and Seto hated it. He hated everything about the large store. But maybe it was because that going to Wal-Mart was the mutt's idea? He didn't know, nor did he care. He and Mokuba slept on couches next to each other so in case anything happened to the group they were traveling with, they could get out of there.
Bakura didn't feel to good. He felt like he was going to puke and he felt cold at the same time. His skin got lighter, his eyes lost their evil glint and he was losing a lot of strength. Ryou had also noticed it and went to help Bakura. Malik and Ishizu were crying over the fact that their childhood friend/ guardian/ brother wannabe was gone from their lives forever. Marik felt devastated as well but he didn't want to show it because he wanted to be strong for his hikari and Ishizu.
Yugi and Yami were walking around the store to see what all they could live off of. Everyone agreed that Joey had to be grounded from the food aisles. (A/C: LOL) Going through the aisles one by one, the former pharaoh and his hikari estimated how much food could last them. Yugi couldn't think after they got to the third aisle and Yami could count higher than a million, even though he hated to admit it, and he really hated to admit it, they had to get Seto. When the math was done, Seto replied that they would have enough food to last them four years if they consumed it an orderly way. (A/N: He means no snacking)
Malik was sleeping on in a papasan chair, the big kind with a bowl like seat and a big round cushion, and Marik was twirling his Millennium Rod, trying to figure out why the dead was walking in the first place. "Wait a minute," he said. Tea had died because of the zombies but the bites somehow brought her back to life. He looked out the glass doors to see a dead Rolen pounding his body on the glass. Apparently, bites kill you and they bring you back as well. Marik then looked at Bakura. His best friend wasn't looking so good. Bakura's breathing became rasp and his strength was failing him. "Good," Marik said and grabbed what rope he found and tied Bakura up to a pole.
"What the fuck are you doing, Marik? Untie me right now you tanned bastard!" Bakura screamed, making everyone run to the two.
Ryou and Malik looked at their yamis in wonder. "Marik, what are you doing to my yami?" Ryou asked as he tried to untie the ropes.
Marik pulled Ryou away and pushed him to sit on the ground. "I think I know why these things are coming back to life. It has to be from the wounds you get from the from them," Marik said.
Seto looked at Bakura and then at Joey. "Well the mutt got scratched," he said.
Joey looked worried and started to freak out. "But he was scratched by a cat," Tristan said getting in front of the scared blonde.
Marik looked at Joey as well. "Just to be sure, we should tie him up as well," he said handing Seto part of a rope and the two of them tied Joey to a separate pole just in case Bakura was turned and Joey wasn't. Serenity was crying as she wrapped her arms around Joey, trying to convince the others that her brother wasn't a zombie.
Marik sat in front of his dying friend and waited to see the results. Bakura had puked several times and his eyes were no longer brown but not a very tan color. Ryou tried to get near his yami but was stopped either by Marik or Seto. Apparently he also wanted to see the outcome. Bakura's head suddenly slumped over and his chest quit rising and falling in raspy breathes. Marik went over and felt Bakura's wrists for a pulse but far enough not to get bitten or scratched. No pulse, no heartbeats and he was very cold, like ice.
Serenity hid her face and Malik looked away. His best friend was dead and so was Odieon. So far, everyone that they cared about was dead. Bakura's head shot up and tried to bite Marik's arm. Ryou cried as he lifted a pistol. BANG Bakura's body quit moving and lay limp on the ground. He then went over and took Bakura's Millennium Ring off and wore it. Through the sobs, he tried not to think about what he just did.
/Ryou? What the fuck happened/ he heard.
/BAKURA/ Ryou asked as he nearly fell over from the shock of his yami still being alive.
/Damn hikari, lower your voice. What the fuck happened to me and why am I stuck in this Ra forsaken ring, again/
Just before Ryou could say anything, they heard screaming from the back. Mokuba came running to his brother screaming about something in the back. Mai took hold of Mokuba who was shaking like mad and big tears rolling down his face. Seto looked at his little brother and turned away. "Mokuba's just a kid, he shouldn't have seen things like this," he said to no one and at that moment, a janitor came out of a closet carrying what looked like an arm of someone and moved towards them, still eating the bloody arm. Serenity, Ishizu and Mokuba all screamed as Mai fainted and Joey was screaming for someone to untie him. Seto looked at the janitor and shot the head off. Blood went everywhere, on his clothes, in Mai's hair, everywhere.
Ryou let Bakura watch the bloody scene because his stomach couldn't handle it and Bakura laughed his head off, scaring everyone. "Fuck me running. I thought that you were dead Bakura," Malik said as he held his sister.
Bakura grinned at his friend. "I am but thanks to this Ra damned thing, I'm sharing a body with Ryou until I can make myself another one. Besides, he couldn't handle that little scene and let me take over for now," he said and Yami rolled his eyes. Why hadn't he thought of that? He slapped his forehead and shook his head.
Mokuba ran to his brother and sobbed. "I want this all to be a bad dream," he said through the uncontrollable tears. His breathing became short and he soaked Seto's shirt with the big tears. Seto wrapped his arms around his little brother and held him. Nothing he or anyone else do make Mokuba forget all of this. The young innocent boy's mind was forever scarred and can never be the same again.
Ishizu understood what the little boy was going through. She had seen her guardian whom she grew up with all of her life, die right in front of her. It was better that Yugi killed him instead of seeing Odieon as a zombie pounding on the glass. At that moment, the glass broke and the zombies pushed it down.
Serenity quickly tried to untie her brother but couldn't thanks to the double and triple knots that Marik and Seto did. Marik pushed the red head away and unlocked the secret compartment in the Millennium Rod and revealed a knife. With a quick slice, the ropes fell off of Joey and they all ran to the auto shop part of the Wal-Mart. Joey carried his unconscious girlfriend to the part. There were two cars filled with emergency items inside of them and they all got in. Marik started one car and Seto started the other. They drove through the closed gates and crashed through many zombies.
"Fuck!" Tristan shouted. He had slapped his forehead and screamed.
"What?" Seto shouted back as he was trying not to wreck the car.
"That was intense. We have to find a place to rest and where they can't find us," he said climbing over a row of seats and sat in the front.
"You think?" Seto snarled and followed Marik through the crowd of undead to a clearing. Thankfully, they had thought about escaping if the unbreakable glass had failed. They had packed the vehicles with food and other supplies. Thanks to the tomb keeper and his yami, they had walkie-talkies as well.
Marik's voice came over it. "Kaiba, there's a building up ahead with out those things around. Let's stop there for a while," he said and Seto agreed. Besides, his brother was in the other car and was hysterical.
After stopping outside the building, the doors opened and the passengers inside the cars got out. Serenity ran to her brother and Mokuba ran to his. The separation was too great for either groups. After doing a quick search around the building, the yamis and hikaris had made sure that it was clear. No zombies were around and they were safe, for a little while at least.
Rain poured down and it had been a lousy night for everyone. The death toll of the city had reached everyone but them. Around the world, people were trying to survive as well and many states, cities and countries had managed to take back what they lost. The islands just north of Europe had destroyed those who were infected and the walking dead. Many countries didn't see the dead though because the bodies froze before taking a step or uttering a hiss or groan.
Tristan opened up the building's doors and revealed what looked like a warehouse. Inside was empty but it didn't have what they needed, running water, food, or any weapons. At least it was safe. Seto sat on the cold ground and removed his bloodstained coat. Mokuba curled up next to his brother and slept. It was a hard night for the kid and everyone knew it. An innocent child shouldn't have witnessed this at all. Joey felt bad that he let Mokuba watch so many horror movies. He didn't know that Mokuba would one day be horrified by the dangers or the horror in real life. No one knew what caused the dead to rise up and attack. It was an unsolved mystery.
Ishizu fell asleep in between her brother and his yami. Yugi and Yami had also fallen asleep but not before making sure that they would be safe. The rest but Seto and Bakura had fallen asleep. Someone had to stay up and keep watch while the others slept. "It shouldn't have happened. None of this should've happened," Bakura whispered to no one.
Seto looked up. "What are you talking about, Bakura?" he whispered to the tomb robber.
Bakura looked at Seto and said it again. He then lowered his head and listened to the rain pound on the tin roof above them. Seto shook his head and slept. It had been a long night and he was tired.