A/N: Okay, first of all: apologies for deleting Kid's World 2. Sorry, but I lost my interest in the story and it felt like it was holding me back from my other stories. However, now that it's gone, I'm not as stressed out.

Al Drin Hoshizora: Of course she wasn't.

I am a burglar: He already left.

Candlehead: Um... it passed.

Gloyd Orangeboar: Because they're zombies.

MrScourch: Pale Girl just wants to kill the boss. And yeah, I decided to make her speak. As for Sawbones, you're guesses were pretty accurate.

Antha1: Well it's not like Yellowjacket knows that the boss was locked up.

Creamy Buttercap: No you're not.

Miyugi: Thank you.


George, Mary, Rob and Shelley were standing at the door to the building, wondering who that man was that had suddenly burst inside the building.

Stroking his chin, George said, "Hey, this may sound weird, but I think I remember that guy."

Shelley turned to him. "What do you mean?" She asked, crossing her arms. "We've never met him."

"No, we never met him in person," George explained to the group. "But, I remember. . . I think it was three years ago. . . me, Mary and our parents were watching the news. He was on the TV."

"What, he was a news reporter?" Rob guessed.

"No, he was being arrested for being a. . . bad man," George said, snapping his fingers as he recalled the event. "He was a convict. Is that the name? His name was Ted Something."

"I think his last name was Cowell," Mary piped up as she, too, recalled what had happened. "Yeah, that guy just now did look familiar."

Rob narrowed his eyes, then widened them. "Wait a second!" He shouted out, inadvertently attracting the attention of the Others nearby. "That guy was asking where Yellowjacket was!"

Just as he spoke, the door flew open and Sawbones stomped out of the building, a furious glare in his eyes. He started walking down the streets, his three cronies by his side, and the Others instinctively made room for them to pass, not wanting to provoke the obviously enraged man.

Against his better judgement, George called out, "Hey, get back here! We need a word with you!"

Sawbones stopped, and slowly turned around. George's skin paled even more than it already was when he found himself staring into the man's dead, murderous eyes.

Seeing the look, his three friends backed up. "Hey, who's 'we'?" Shelley asked, trying to keep from pissing herself.

"Y-Yeah, just so you know, that voice doesn't speak for all of us," Rob stuttered, feeling a prickly feeling down his spine. Sawbones' three cronies cackled at the group's plight.

Sawbones growled, and narrowed his eyes. George immediately lost all the will for a confrontation, and merely said, "You can be on your way." Then, he sprinted off in the opposite direction.

Sawbones snorted, and continued walking down the streets. As he did, the door to another apartment opened, and two familiar Others stepped out.

"Hey, is it just me, or did I just hear Sawbones growling?" Ghoul asked Noose as the two stepped out. Just as she spoke, Sawbones stormed past them, barely given them a glance.

Ghoul's eyes widened. "Sawbones!" She cried, trying to get his attention. She quickly started walking after him, Noose following. Sawbones stopped and looked at her, and Ghoul instantly stopped.

Sawbones studied her for a moment. Then, he growled, "Freak," and continued on his way.

"W-What?" Ghoul asked. She continued running after him, grabbing him by the arm and stopping him again.

"Sawbones, what's going on?" She asked, confused at her former companion's behavior.

Sawbones wrenched his arm out of Ghoul's hand and spun around angrily. "Look at you!" He roared hoarsely, suddenly grabbing her by the wrist and shaking her. "You're different!"

Ghoul shook in his grasp, a little scared. As she did, she looked at her bare arms, and she saw that they weren't as pale and ghoulish as they once had been. She also saw that her claws were smaller now.

Her eyes widened in horror as she realized that Sawbones was right. She didn't look like the Other she used to be.

"But. . . where's Yellowjacket?"

Sawbones growled, and suddenly shoved Ghoul backwards, causing her to crash onto the ground at Noose's feet. The businessman-like zombie flinched.

"Hey, don't do that to her!" The words flew out of his mouth before he even knew what he was saying. Sawbones looked up at him, looking a little surprised at Noose's sudden burst of courage. Then, he merely hissed at him and continued on his way.

Ghoul opened her mouth to try and say something to him as he left, but nothing came out. She simply watched as he walked down the empty streets. His three cronies galloped past the two and followed Sawbones. Soon, they disappeared behind a building.

The moment they were gone, Ghoul slammed her fist on the ground and cried, "Why does everyone I love leave me?!"

"I won't leave you," Noose comforted the younger woman. Ghoul looked up at him, and managed a weak smile.

"Thanks," She said, genuinely grateful.


Jill had just gotten out of the shower in another section of the building. As she passed by a nearby mirror, she stopped, and looked at herself.

"Crap," She whispered when she realized that, by showering, she'd washed off her makeup that made her look like an Other. Hopefully, there were no Others nearby that could see her.

Now, that she actually got a good look at herself, she turned around to stare at her backside. Putting a hand on her hips, she noted, "Wow, I've gained weight down there." Shaking off the feeling, she called out, "Bob! Sir! Are any of you around?"

When she got no answer, she wrapped herself in a towel, exited the room, and started walking down the hallway, praying that none of the Other saw her. Hopefully, she could get back to her room and re-apply her makeup without anyone noticing.

As she did, she heard a growling sound coming from down the hallway. Swearing under her breath, she started walking at a quicker pace, not bothering to waste time by sneaking a look at the Other behind her.

The growling got louder, and Jill knew that the Other was following her. Her room was almost in sight. Hopefully, she could get in there, lock the door, and put on her make-up with the Other being none the wiser. It hadn't gotten a good look at her yet, so it probably didn't know she was a Freak.

Grabbing the doorknob, she found, to her horror, that it was locked. She started banging on the door, shouting, "Let me in!"

From within the door, she heard Blackjacket call out, "Who is it?"

Hearing the growling get louder, Jill said, nearly shouting, "It's Jill! I need to get in!"

"Oh, okay!" Blackjacket said, and she heard him heading towards the door. With her peripheral vision, she could see the shadow of the Other approaching her.

No longer able to bare it, Jill finally turned around to stare at the Other harassing her. As she got a look at his face, her eyes widened in horror, and she had to keep from shouting out in shock.

She recognized that zombie. The long, mangy hair. The tattered clothing. The arched back. The hungry eyes.

She remembered that zombie all too well. This was the zombie that had broken into her house nearly a year ago.

This was the zombie that had taken her daughter away from her.


Sawbones and his three cronies charged back to the asylum that was their former home, a murderous look in their eyes.

Sawbones himself was the most enraged. How was it that when he let Yellowjacket out of his grasp, she would not only turn into a Freak, but start to transform the rest of the city as well? Even Ghoul and Noose.

He couldn't believe how oblivious they were. How could they not notice the drastic change that they were going through. And how could it happen so fast, with him not there to stop it?

Well, he would soon put a stop to it. He'd find a way to cure this dreaded city.

Climbing over the gates, Sawbones and his cronies barged into the building. The entrapped inmates immediately started howling in excitement once they recognized Sawbones' entrance.

Sawbones looked around at all of them. These were real Others.

"Release them all!" He commanded to his three cronies. "Everyone last one of them! I want them all out of here!"

The cronies growled in agreement, and rushed out. They opened doors, smashed open cages, letting out all of the feral Others.

"This city has been infected!" Sawbones shouted out, his voice booming. "Yellowjacket has contaminated this city, and turned everyone into Freaks! Go, and cure this city and all its filth!"

Even above the shouting of the feral Others, they all heard Sawbones; and if someone didn't, it was repeated to them. Quickly, the swarm of feral Others dashed past Sawbones and out of the dreaded building, joyful to finally be free from the wretched place.

They swarmed over the walls and out towards the city, as if one entity.

At the back, Sawbones watched them go out to the city.

Then, he let out a deranged cackle.


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