Oh you people are like a breath of fresh air. Their are those reviews, sorry for going off like that, but this 1 review thing was getting kind of old, I even tried to cut down the cussing and gore just so more people will be drawn to this fic, well after all those reviews from myamazing(late, but amazing) readers, this fic isgoing strong.Thanks for reviwing. Ok(back to the fic), each chapter jumps back and forth from Troy and Ryan in the city to Gabriella at the military base, so this chapter jumps back to Troy and Ryan.

Two hours had passed since Troy and Ryan arrived in the city, Ryan was still sleeping and Troy was still keeping guard.

Troy looked at the window which he had covered with the shower curtain, he was trying to remain as well hidden as possble, but he was sure something had seen him.

He walked to the window and carefully peeped out, nothing could be seen, but if there was one thing the desert taught him, it was don't trust your eyes.

He looked over at Ryan who was sleeping, he really could'nt say peacefully, because he highly doubted he, Ryan, or Gabriella would ever be able to close their eyes again without seeing those images of death, chaos, and destruction, the broken, bodies of their friends and family, and the horrific faces of what is yet to come.

Troy checked his watch, 5:37 p.m.

Maybe he should wake Ryan, but what was the point, they we're in no real hurry, they had days to clear this city out...unless...

"Trooooy." A dark voice called from behind the door.(dum dum dum)

Troy jumped up and grabbed the gun, shaking Ryan.

"Ugh...T..Troy, what's..." He started, but Troy covered his mouth.

"Shhh."

Ryan nodded and jumped up.

"Troy." Another voice whispered from behind the window.

"Oh crap, they've got us surrounded." Ryan said.

"I think not." Troy said, turning around and shoting the shower curtain, drawing a scream, and a thud.

The other monsters began to pound on the door.

"What do we do now?" Ryan asked.

"You know how to fly?" Troy asked.

"No." Ryan said.

"Well then get to jumping." Troy said, shoving him out of the window.

Ryan screamed all the way down untill he landed in the dumpster beneath him.

"YOU OK?" Troy called.

"Y...yeah." Ryan said rubbing his head.

"Good, MOVE, MOVE NOW!" Troy screamed as the monsters crashed through the door, axe in hand.

Ryan bearly jumped out of the dumpster before Troy landed in it.

"Oh boy, that'll do wonder's for my knee." Troy said, dragging himself out of the dumpster.

"Are you ok, is it broken?" Ryan asked, helping him up.

"No no, I've always had a bad knee, I guess having your dad as your coach has it's disadvantages." Troy said.

"Tell me about it." Ryan said, looking at the dark sky.

Flashback

"Good, good, now Sharpay, you take a five minute water break." John Evans told his six year old daughter.

Ryan and Sharpay were practicing their dance routine, their father was their dance coach.

"Yes daddy." She smiled, prancing out of the dance room.

"Ryan?" John slowly turned to his six year old son.

"Yes sir?" Ryan calmly replied.

"Don't give me any of your crap, yes sir?" He said, mocking Ryan's voice.

"Ryan, I want you to look in my eyes, what do you see?" He asked.

Ryan blinked a few times,"Blue."

John back-handed him across the face, causing him to fall to the ground.

"NO, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE REFLECTION OF A BOY WHO CONSTANLY DISOBEYS HIS FATER, AND IS A USELESS PIECE OF GARBAGE!" He shouted.

Ryan whimpered as his father drug him to his feet.

"Look at me, you know why you were born?" He asked.

Ryan shook his head.

"Because God hates me, you see, he gave me just what I wanted, a healthy, beautiful, talented, baby girl, but he threw in a useless piece of trash named Ryan Evans, who will forever plauge his sisters life, a worthless, useless, piece of garbage." He said.

Ryan nodded sadly.

John struck him again.

"Your gonna hold your sister down all her life, I only regret that I helped in the creation of such a useless piece of crap like you." He spat, shoving Ryan down and walking to the door.

Sharpay came prancing in.

"So daddy, what do we do now?" She asked.

"Well princess, I figured we could go get ice cream since your my perfect little angel." He smiled, kissing her forehead.

"Thank you daddy." She smiled back as he picked her up and carried her out of the room.

"Daddy, can Ryan come?" She asked.

"Oh princess, Ryan's gonna stay and work on his routine, you see Ryan can't be as good as you, so he needs extra practice." He said.

"Oh, ok." She said, oblivious to what was really going on.

John carried her out of the dance room, flipping the lights out, leaving Ryan in the complete dark, he was to little to reach the switch, and the door was locked, Ryan was left in the dark for hours, his mother to busy with her diamonds and money to hear the cries of her son.

"Ryan...RYAN!" Troy shouted, suddenly snapping Ryan back to reality.

"I hate to interrupt, but we need to move." Troy said.

Ryan nodded slowly as Troy drug him through the alleyway.

A monster spotted them from the opposite end and called for the others, chasing after them.

"Troy where are we going?" Ryan asked.

"I don't know, I've never been here, I think this is downtown." Troy said.

"Well go somewhere!" Ryan said as the monsters closed in on them.

"THERE!" Troy exclamied.

They rushed into a hardware store, the monsters close beind.

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