Gabriella sat on her cot, their was nothing to do, no T.V, not that she was interested in television right now, but she would like to know what the presidents gonna do about this.
She did have food and a fan, so she was'nt about to complain.
"Hey." A voice called.
She looked up only to find the soldier from earlier.
"Hi." She smiled weakly.
"Hey, I brought you something to eat." He said, handing her a tray.
"Thank you." She said, taking it.
"So Gabriella is it?" He asked.
She nodded.
"That's a very beatiful name, as a matter of fact, it's my baby girls name." He said.
"Ohhh, you have a daughter, but your so young." She said.
"That's what everybody says, I'm twenty four, I'm not that young." He said.
Gabriella smiled.
"Look, Gabriella, I'm sorry about the whole lockdown thing, It's not really up to me, but we can't turn you down, and here is better than there." He guestured towards the city.
She nodded sadly.
"Im sorry about you boy friend." He said.
"How'd you know about Troy?" She asked.
"I thought his name was Chey." He said.
"Oh, that was just my friend." She said.
"Oh, sorry, so Troy, is he...uhhh, you know..." He asked, not wanting to straight up say.
"I don't even know, he stayed in the city to fight with my other friend." She said.
"I'm so sorry." He said.
"I don't even know if he's ok." She said, a few tears trickling down her cheeks.
The soldier checked the tent entrance.
"Well I'm gonna go, oh no, looks like I dropped my phone, oh well I hope no one tries to use it to contact a loved one." He said, winking and walking out of the tent.
Gabriella slowly reached out and took the phone.
She stared at it, and slowly dialed Troy's number.
She shoved the phone to ear her hand trembling terribly.
Cut's back to the hardware store.
Troy and Ryan we're at the door of the hardware store when Troy stopped dead in his tracks.
He turned slowly.
"What?" Ryan whispered.
"Shhh."
He raised the gun and shot at nothing.
"What are you doing?" Ryan asked.
Suddenly a monster darted from around the shelf, the second it did, a stack of 2x4's came crashing down on him, impaling him countless times.
"How the hell you do that?" Ryan asked.
Troy looked at Ryan,"Hold on, I got a call."
"What?" Ryan asked.
Suddenly Troy's cellphone began to ring.
"Ok, this is just getting scary, what is going on with you?" Ryan asked.
Troy pulled his phone out and answed it.
"Hello?" Troy said.
"T...Troy?" a familiar voice on the other line said.
"Gabbi?" Troy said.
"Oh my God." Ryan smiled.
"Troy, are you ok?" She asked.
"Yes angel, Ryan and me are doing just fine, in fact we have'nt even seen one monster." Troy lied, not wanting to upset her.
"Oh that's good, I'm at this military base, I'm perfectly safe here." She said.
"That's great, just stay there, they'll protect you." He said.
"I'll be ok, just promise me, you'll be ok." She said.
Troy hesitated for a minute,"You know I'll try my best."
"Troy please." She pleaded.
Troy narrowed his eyes,"We're gonna make it, all of us, I promise."
"Thank you Troy, I love you, so much." She said.
"I love you too baby." He said, near tears.
"I don't want to waste all of your battery, so I'm gonna go, I'll call yoiu again real soon, I promise." She said.
"Ok, stay with the military, they'll protect you." He said.
"Ok Troy, bye, I love you, tell Ryan I love him too." She said.
"Ok baby, I love you too, and Gabbi, I'm gonna see you again, real soon." He said.
She smiled and hung the phone up, brushing a few tears away.
She quickly shoved the phone under her pillow, not wanting to cause any trouble...or get killed.
Suddenly the man in the black suit from earlier barged in her tent.
"Hello." She said.
"Yes, look, I need to know, your friend from earlier, what was his name?"
"Well we called him Chey." She said.
"We, who's we?" He asked.
"My other friend and my boyfriend." She said.
"Ah, yes, sorry about your loss." He said.
"Oh, their alive, their in the city." She said.
"WHAT?" He asked.
She jumped at his tone,"They refused to leave, they stayed to fight."
"Damn." He said under his breath.
"Names?" He asked.
"Troy Bolton, and Ryan Evans, I'm Gabriella Montez." She said.
"Ok, that's all I need." He smirked.
Gabriella watched as he walked out of the tent, his hands tucked behind his back.
He walked into the main tent.
"Sir, are you sure we have to try this now?" A scientist asked, a clipboard in hand.
"Yes, if we don't then when will we?" He asked.
"You think that American soldiers stuck in some sand trap would take to kindly to a ten foot man crushing their skulls." He said.
"Yes sir, Iraq or Afghanistan would be to difficult to try this." He said.
"Exactly, and we can't exactly wait for another crisis this big to happen again." He said.
"Sir, signs are stable." A scientist said, walking into the tent.
"Perfect, then set it for exactly twenty four hours." He said.
The scientist nodded.
"I have two names, go to add programs, hunt and destroy." He said.
"Yes sir, names?" He asked.
"Troy Bolton, and Ryan Evans, if they lived in New Mexico, we can probably generate images of them." He said.
The scientist scribbled the names down
Meanwhile Gabriella sat in her tent and sipped the bottled water the soldier brought her, clueless as to what was about to take place...