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Halo king: thanks for reviewing. It's sad but you're the first person I don't know to review. To your comment; I know you may have seen the tone of the story. But the thing about horror is that all you can do is recycle it and throw it in some new paint. Anyway, thank you for your kind words and I hope you will continue to stay with the series.
Chapter 4
"I Think He's A Crack head"
Alex continued searching through the Lab, marveling at all the bizarre and amazing things he was seeing when he heard Dan's voice from across the room
"Oh my god… Alex, Come here, QUICK." Dan said in a sense of urgency.
Alex rushed across the room, wondering what it could be that would startle Dan this much. He dashed around one side of the rectangular table and neared Dan, who was hunched over a computer. , "Alex, read this." Dan said, shuddering slightly. As Alex read the report on the computer, his eyes dancing across the screen and widening with each horrifying line he read. "My god dude, so it was your dad who did all this?"
Alex stared at Dan dumbfounded while Dan stared into space with a mixture of worry and contempt upon his face. Alex Decided to let the subject drop when he heard a gasp escape Dan, Alex looked up from the console and saw Dan's expression of embarrassment and hatred had turned to one of elation and joy. As Alex tracked Dan's Gaze he saw what was making Dan so happy. Mounted on the wall behind the main lab table was a Japanese Katana. The sheathe was black, ornate wood and the weapons hilt was leather wrapped with a bronze hand guard. As Dan reached up and gently removed the blade from its wall mount he revered it with a sense of awe. Dan slowly removed the blade from the sheathe, the carbon steel tempered blade shone brightly in the florescent light as Dan took a few practice swings. Dan had always had a thing with samurai swords and had practiced with them often, his father always bought battle ready swords so there was no chance of this blade snapping on him. "This… is what I've been looking for," Dan said, eyeing the blade with a hungry sense of awe.
"Wow, that's real pretty… but hows about we got the hell out of here." Alex said in a mocking, urgent tone, Dan put the sword away and they grabbed their bags, but as they walked up the stairs, "wait one minute dude, I'll be right back." Dan ran down the stairs and returned to the computer monitor, he grabbed a disk off the shelf behind the computer and placed it into the tower's disk drive. " Well, if I'm gonna die, might as well know a little about what's killin' me" Dan said as he let a small smirk of self-satisfaction appear on his face. Dan climbed back up the stairs, rejoined with Alex, and walked out the front door, the outside was still clear and calmly, they neared the car when Alex had an idea.
"Hey Dan, does your dad have another car? Something bigger so that it could bypass certain… obstacles?" Alex said with a wicked grin, they both knew he meant the Zombies but they did not want to mention the word, lest the situation become worse due to psycho-pneumatic stress. "Um, now that I think about it, I think he just bought a new pick-up, one of those four door ones." Dan said, "Well, why don't we take that instead?"
Alex asked, "Umm… sure, I guess. But I am NOT driving… not after I nearly hit you" Dan said, "Deal." Alex said, once more flashing that evil grin of his.
"YEEHAH!" Dan and Alex both screamed as they saw another figure disappear beneath the wide bumper and be crushed by the thick tires like raw, decomposing meat. "Wait a minute, we've been doing this for half an hour, do we have a plan?" Dan asked, Alex pondered the question for a minute and replied, "Um, I guess we should look for survivors. Soooooo… Ummmm, Dylon's house?" Alex asked, "Sounds good, now punch it!" Dan cried with bloodthirsty elation, as they ran over another of the flesh-eating creatures with a satisfying thump.
After a somewhat uneventful (though bumpy) 15-minute drive, Dan and Alex pulled up in front of Dylon's house. Dylon lived in a different town and it seemed that they still had power, but still the fires and the chaos and all the screaming people. Thankfully Dylon lived on the outskirts of Monte Rio. Though there were no cars outside, Cameron's bike was outside and the lights were on, suggesting that the house was occupied.
"Well, now or never, shall we go in." Alex asked in a mocking tone, "after you." Dan said grinning. Alex led the way as they rounded Dylan's walkway, went up the stairs, and knocked on the door, "Dylon, Cameron! Open the door! It's Alex and Dan!"
Alex yelled ", It's open!" Came the loud reply. Dan and Alex looked at each other annoyed. They knew Dylon wasn't especially bright, but to leave his door unlocked under such circumstances was unbelievable. Dan and Alex turned the knob and entered the house. ,"Hello?" Dan yelled out "we're in Dylon's room." Came Cameron's reply.
Dan and Alex rushed in to Dylon's room to find them…to find them… " YOUR PLAYNG HALO!" Alex screamed in horrid bewilderment, Dylon and Cameron looked up for two seconds to give Alex a dirty look and then resumed playing. Dan rolled his eyes and switched the TV to CNN, much to Dylon's disapproval. "Just watch Dylon, alright?" Dan said in a stern tone.
-Situation has grown terrible Tom; right now the American government is putting up a quarantine wall along the border of Nevada, but for all the good it's doing as these creatures have already spread to Oregon, Idaho, Arizona, Utah and western Colorado and the president as put out an all points warning, America's top scientists have discovered that the lunatics are in fact the walking dead. And as crazy as it sounds Tom, it has been verified. These…these… Zombies will attack and consume all living things but tend to attack and consume primarily, humans; apparently… the only way to put them down is through massive head trauma. We have a list of safe retrieval locations and the list is as follows. Sebastopol 11 theaters, Analy High school, Santa Rosa mall, El Molino high school. And th-
"See, SEE! The world is ending and you're in here playing Halo!" Alex Screamed, "and if you don't mind, I'm gonna get right back to it!" Dylon screamed right back with just as much enthusiasm, and he proceeded to do just that, Cameron was a little more wary about his current situation, "Shit dude, this is serious. We need to get out of here." He said.
"Wait dude, didn't that news report say El Molino was an extraction point?" Dan asked, being the only one among them to keep a cool head. "I mean, the government knows what these things are, maybe they now how to keep us safe. I mean what's the worst that can happen otherwise?" (A/n now, anyone who has seen a horror movie knows that as soon as you say "what's the worst that can happen" something bad will happen) the second that Dan finished speaking they heard a loud bang against the window, then a horrible squeaking sound. "Ahhh! What the hell was that?" Alex asked in severe alarm. Dylon looked up calmly, walked over to the window and pulled open the curtains. On the other side of the window was a horrible sight. One of the walking dead was right outside Dylon's window, groping and pressing against the glass in a fruitless attempt to reach the meat inside.
"Holy shit dude, do know what that is?" Dan said, surprised at the flesh eating creature, but more so how calmly Dylon looked at it. "What do you mean what do I think it is, I live on Starrett hill, I think he's a crack head or something." Dylon said with a nonchalant shrug. "Dude, that is not a crack head. Step back for gods sakes, he could break through the glass." Alex said. ", Nah, he won't, he's been here for ages and he won't go away." Dylon looked back at the bloodthirsty creature with a smirk, " Anyway, I'm gonna get back to Halo ok?" And Dylon proceeded to do just that. He picked up the controller and continued to play, completely oblivious to the hellish threat pawing at the glass like a hungry animal.
"OK, OK… we can do this, all we have to do is get some supplies, dash to the truck, and drive to el Molino where… hopefully…. The National Guard will be there, waiting with open arms and loaded guns, right?" Alex looked around the room at the faces of his nervous and frightened comrades. " Right?" Alex said a little more forcefully, breaking his friends' trance as they all began to nod quickly in turn. "Ok we need to get some new stuff, Cameron?" Alex said, as he looked at his friend, "Oh right Ummm…well Dylon's dad is a gun nut so I think he has the gun locker in his closet, why don't you and Dan look there and I'll get some stuff for me and Dylon." Cameron said as he walked toward the kitchen. ,"Ok let's go then." Alex said as he and Dan walked into Dylon's father's room, "Hey wait." Dan said as he came to a stop, "what about Dylon?" he asked.
"Dylon! Get your ass in here!" Alex yelled down the hallway
"Fuck you…" came the slightly echoed far off response; followed by a loud moan and a bang "Damn it! Piss off, crack head." Dylon's voice resounded down the hallway as he pointlessly scolded the brain dead demon lurking outside his room.
" Just leave him." Dan said, "it's not like he'd be much help anyway, we'll grab the guns and supplies, grab him and then we'll go." Dan said with an upbeat tone Alex nodded and led the way to the closet. He opened the door and pulled out the heavy, metal gun locker. The box was about two feet long and 1 foot wide and looked like it could hold a couple pistols at best. Dan and Alex opened the lid and gasped in awe. There were 5 guns inside the locker. A .9mm p85 ruger, a HK USP .40mm S&W, and three Berretta .9mm pistols, with them came three shoulder holsters and one belt holster, the belt was made especially for the ruger, "Whoa…" Alex said as Dan let out a low whistle, " dibs on the Ruger." Alex said as he lifted it up. The guns finger grip contoured into Alex's hand and the firearm had a comforting weight to it. Alex stopped gaping at his weapon to see Dan eyeing the USP, leaving the other guns in the box, forgotten. They were broken from their trance when they heard a slam and then a loud scream from Dylon.
"Shit dude!" Alex Yelled as he and Dan tore threw Dylon's house until they came upon his room. He was lying down on his floor with a look of contempt upon his flushed face. , "Dylon, what's wrong?" Alex panted when they saw him, he lifted his arm shakily and pointed violently at the TV,"I… I … DIED." Dylon stammered in an angry voice. "Oh goddamn it." Alex said in frustration "Alex, here, I'll get Dylon, you go grab the guns and we'll meet at the front door, ok?" Dan said calmly, "Yeah sure." Alex said quickly as he dashed back to the gun locker. He ran into the room and knelt down in front of the metal box. Alex grabbed the belt holster and placed it around his waist. Alex then grabbed the gun, loaded a new clip into the gun, cocked it and placed it into it's holster. He then leaned down and closed the cold metal locker, lifted it up and dashed down the stairs. He saw Dylon and Dan standing near the door and Cameron running up behind them, carrying a baseball bat and a large backpack. But as Alex got closer he saw each one of them, (except Dylon, who seemed angry), had a grim look on his face. "What's wrong guys?" Alex asked as he neared the bottom of the stairs. Dan unsheathed his blade and jerked his head toward the front door. Alex looked out the eyehole into the peering blackness and let out a gasp. Congregated around Dylon's home, were a dozen zombies many shuffling around aimlessly. But at least half of the reanimated people were moving towards the house or already pawing at the door as Alex shifted himself so that he could see better. A zombie rose up less then 6 inches from Alex's face. The beast looked at the Eyehole quizzically before moaning loudly and slamming his whole body into the door.
Yeehaa! Anyway if you think this chapter was boring then tough! It took so long because I didn't work on it during spring break and as soon as I got back I was tired so be glad you have something cause I'm BLOODY KNACKERED! Now review the story… or else it gets the hose again! P.s. next chapter is butt load of action. PROMISE!