Korrasami 88: It's not going to work like that.

NexusOscura: I should probably say this now: all the zombies are gathering at this spot, so of course the group would also be there. And yes, that's the reason Jill was laughing.

I am a burglar: He can't smell money.

MrScourch: I'm going to tackle this "do they mindlessly attack humans still" topic.

Al Drin Hoshizora: Yeah, I wondered if anyone still knew about that.

Antha1: That's... not it. It's actually quite the opposite. The zombies don't take bathes, but Yellowjacket was given a bath, so her scent is different from the other zombies. Also, huh, I just now realized Ghoul really was more upset at losing Yellowjacket.


Yellowjacket stood in the hallway, half-concealed by the darkness, her blue eyes glimmering in the dark and facing Jill. The zombified group members shuffled away from her, still vaguely remembering what she'd done in the apartment days before.

Yellowjacket definitely looked different now. Her skin wasn't as pale anymore, and her hair was more golden. Her veins were still blue, but they were more faded. She didn't look as ghoulish as the Others in the same area.

"Mom?" She whispered to Jill, a confused look on her face. She stared at her mother's painted white skin, and for a moment, she feared the worst.

Jill, disregarding her own appearance, instantly rushed over and wrapped her arms around Yellowjacket.

"Riley," She whispered in relieved joy. "You're safe."

"Yeah, mom," Yellowjacket whispered as she half-returned the hug, still somewhat unsure. "What about you?"

Jill then remembered her disguise, and whispered, "Don't worry; it's fake." Yellowjacket slightly nodded in response.

Urged by the heartwarming reunion, the five other zombies rushed over and shouted, "Group hug!" Before all joining in on the hug.

Jill finally release Yellowjacket and asked, "Where's Bill?"

Yellowjacket's eyes widened in shock. "It's a very long story," She said.

"Keep it short, please," Shelley pleaded to her, not having the mind for a very long conversation.

"We found the other Freaks," Yellowjacket explained to the group. "There's a whole group of them, all holed up in a building. And there are Others that are. . . like me."

"Really?" Jill asked, intrigued, before repeating, "Where's Bill?"

"The Boss sent us out to find 'Patient Zero'," Yellowjacket said, horribly mimicking the Boss' voice. "We got her, but then I saw him doing these horrible things to her, and I. . . freed her. We came here, but Bill's still at the building."

Jill noticed that Yellowjacket was no longer growling as she breathed like the Others did. However, she ignored it and said, "Well, we have to go there and get him."

Yellowjacket was about to agree, but then she remembered an important issue. "I. . . can't," She confessed, lowering her head in shame. The group all got a confused look on their face.

"Why not?" George asked, scratching his head.

"Because, I-" Yellowjacket started, but was cut off when the group heard a loud screeching noise coming from a higher section of the building. All the zombies nearby instinctively got onto the ground and covered their ears.

"What is that?" Jill asked, the only one standing.

Yellowjacket uncovered her ears. "Follow me," She said, her voice wobbly.


Yellowjacket led the group to a higher, more vacant area in the building. This area was emptier, and looked unfinished. In one hallway, there was an open door that was covered in scratch marks.

Yellowjacket led the group to the door, and shushed them as they advanced. "Be quiet," Yellowjacket whispered to the group. "She doesn't like company."

"Who?" Jill asked, keeping her voice as low as possible.

"Her?" Yellowjacket said, and creaked the door open a bit and pointed inside. The group all peaked inside, and saw Pale Girl in the empty room, pacing back and forth on all fours.

Blackjacket let out a small gasp. "That's the girl who chased up out of the apartment," He pointed out. Yellowjacket clasped a hand over his mouth as Pale Girl whipped her head at the door for a moment, then went back to pacing.

"That's Patient Zero," Yellowjacket whispered.

"What's going on?" Jill asked. "Why can't we go?"

"I made a pact with her," Yellowjacket explained regretfully. "We're blood sisters. I can't abandon her."

Jill furrowed her eyes. "But she's a. . . never mind," She said. "We have to go get Bill."

"Pale Girl won't let me leave," Yellowjacket said. "If we go, she'll follow us. She'll hurt someone."

At that moment, Pale Girl got onto her feet and started sniffing the air. She turned to the door and let out a screech, signaling for Yellowjacket to enter the room. Hesitantly, Yellowjacket obeyed.

The group watched fearfully as Pale Girl approached Yellowjacket. The feral girl paced around Yellowjacket, then pulled the gun from her back. Jill felt the urge to rush in an protect Yellowjacket, but restrained herself.

Pale Girl aimed the gun at the wall, and nudged Yellowjacket to make sure she was watching. Then, Pale Girl pulled the trigger, and a spurt of bullets hit the wall. Then, she turned back to Yellowjacket, her mouth hanging open in a fanged smile. She let out what sounded like a laugh, and started shaking Yellowjacket's shoulder.

Yellowjacket let out a nervous laugh alongside Pale Girl. Suddenly, Pale Girl shoved the gun into Yellowjacket's hands.

Yellowjacket's skin paled as she stared at the heavy object. Pale Girl nodded, and pointed at the wall, which was riddled with bullets.

"Um," Yellowjacket said, shaking a bit. Pale Girl, irritated, shoved Yellowjacket forward.

Yellowjacket turned to the door, where the group was standing. Then, she turned to the wall, and started to aim the gun. She put her finger on the trigger, and prepared t fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The group at the door all got on floor as they heard the sound of bullets ringing through the door. Pale Girl let out a confused screech, her hand whipping left and right.

The group all got up, and it was then that they realized that the gunfire hadn't come from the gun in Yellowjackets' hands.

Yellowjacket dropped the gun and rushed to the window to see what was happening outside. Ignoring Pale Girl's presence, the group rushed in as well. Pale Girl let out a confused screech as they entered.

The group saw Yellowjacket breathing heavily as she stared down at the streets. "What's happening?" Jill asked as she squeezed past the group and stared at the window.

"Oh, no," Jill whispered as she saw it.

On the streets, several green trucks were driving through the zombie-infested streets, men with guns in them. The zombies all scattered in shock as the men started firing bullets in the air.

Yellowjacket instantly got on her knees, shaking.

"Who are they?" Mary asked, stepping away from the window.

Yellowjacket looked up at the group, terror in her eyes.

"They're here for Patient Zero and me," She whispered, terrified.


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