Al Drin Hoshizora: Because he's mad at how freaky she is.
I am a burglar: Yeah, the chances of Jill returning to the bathroom are next to nil, considering what's happening now.
The Batista: Well, more like 'This is it, zombies. The DEADER zombies are coming.'
Gloyd Orangeboar: Yeah, you do that and get eaten by that zombie dude.
MrScourch: He's singling her out because she's the cause of all of this, as well as them being former teammates. And for the record, he has the "booster shot" solution in mind (though his cronies may got the extra mile).
Guest (Js): He was arrested because he was a dangerous criminal. That's really all there is to it.
Creamy Buttercap: That is not a pretty alliance.
Antha1: Well, maybe, but Sawbones isn't really thinking that of himself.
"Mom, we need to have a very important talk with each other about my past."
Yellowjacket stared at her reflection in the mirror, trying to look as straightforward and serious as possible. She was working herself up to finally confronting her mother about what had really happened that fateful night when she was converted into an Other. However, she was still somewhat insecure about herself.
"Mom, I need to know why you and Bill weren't there when I woke up," She said to the mirror. "If you had been there, I could've gotten my memories back sooner, before I hurt all those people."
As she said this, she couldn't help but wonder if her parents could've had some motive for abandoning her. She took a deep breath. She knew she wouldn't get the answer until she asked Jill.
"Okay, Yellowjacket, you can do this," She encouraged herself. "You are going to go up to Jill, and you are going to tell her-"
However, she was torn out of her thoughts by a piercing scream. her eyes widened in horror when she realized that it was none other than Jill herself.
". . . Mom?" She whispered in horror. Her skin paled as she wondered why she was screaming. Had one of the Others seen through her disguise?
Instantly, Yellowjacket tore off as fast as she could run in the direction of Jill's screaming. The thought of confronting Jill totally left her mind. Now, the only thing she was thinking was that she had to protect her mother, and fast.
Bob and Sir were strolling down the sidewalk, simply chatting with each other.
"So, I was thinking," Bob said, whistling a jaunty tune. "Maybe being a zombie isn't so bad after all. I mean, you don't have to go to work, you don't have to pay taxes, it's almost like a permanent day off."
"Oh joy," Sir said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Now, the only thing we have to deal with is Freaks shooting at us 24/7."
"Hey, it may sound bad, but I'm sure we'll get used to it," Bob reassured his older comrade. "I mean, remember that one zombie video game? Maybe, it'll happen here, and we can become "special" infected zombies. Maybe I can be that zombie that shoots bile out of his mouth-"
"Or the one that can pounce from building to building-"
"-Or the one that can shoot acid-"
The two were cut off from their chat when they heard a series of loud howling and hissing coming from a dark part of the street. The two paused, staring at the empty street, waiting to see what was going to come out.
Slowly, corpse-like, contorted, malformed figures crawling out from behind a building and began to litter themselves on the street. Bob and Sir recognized that they were Others; however, they looked different.
They were more monstrous. More grotesque.
These ones looked deader.
First, only around a few dozen were on the streets. Then, in mere moments, it was close to a hundred. And judging by the rate that they were arriving, it was much more than that, too.
"Uh, hey?" Bob said, shrugging. They were both Others, after all. What was there to fear?
The Others on the street immediately began growling and hissing at them, startling the two healing Others. Bob and Sir slowly backed away as the swarm began to advance towards the two.
"Run," Both of them said, and quickly, they dashed down the streets in the opposite direction, screaming their heads off. The swarm bolted after them, almost like one entity. These Others weren't just after Freaks.
They were after the Others, too.
"Get away from me!" Jill shouted out as the deranged Other reached out his mangy arms to try and pin her against the wall. Jill struggled in the man's grasp, but she wasn't in any position to try and fight back.
The man opened his jaw and breathed heavily, and Jill could feel bile rising in her throat from the horrid stench. The deranged feral man licked his lips and growled. It was evident that he clearly hadn't been among the zombies who had been educated by Yellowjacket, because he looked more savage than the last time Jill had seen it.
Jill brought her knee up and kneed the man in the stomach. The zombie doubled over in pain, groaning. As he did, the door behind her opened, and Jill fell through the door and onto her back.
"Hey, what's going on?" Blackjacket asked, starting down at Jill.
"Close the door!" Jill immediately shouted to him. Blackjacket jumped, and turned to see the zombie lunge towards the door. Panicking, he immediately shut the door in the zombie's face, and locked the door.
Despite the door being locked, the zombie continued to pound ferociously against the door, determined to get in. Blackjacket pressed his weight against the door to keep the zombie from getting in, but one slam against the door knocked the young zombie boy onto his back.
Jill, who had quickly put her clothes on, immediately grabbed a chair and shoved it up against the door to block it. She pulled a stool, a dresser, and several mirrors against the door in a desperate attempt to barricade it. However, the zombie's fist punched through the door, knocking her back.
"Is there a gun? Get the gun!" Jill shouted at Blackjacket, panicking. The young zombie raced to Jill's bag and began to surf through it in a desperate attempt to find her firearm before the zombie broke in.
Jill stared at the door, watching as it was quickly smashed through by the zombie. Her skin paled as the feral man crawled over the barricades and found his way into the room. Blackjacket saw him coming, and instantly froze.
The feral man lunged for Jill, but Blackjacket dove at him, slamming into the man's stomach. However, he could barely even slow the larger zombie down, and the feral man grabbed Blackjacket's face in one hand and shoved him backwards. The young zombie slammed against the wall, leaving a dent, and collapsed onto the ground, dazed.
The zombie stared at Blackjacket's unconscious form, but quickly snapped back to attention when he heard Jill shout out. Whipping his head to the side, he saw Jill rush at him, holding a chair leg in her hand. However, the zombie was ready for her. As she brought her arms down, he reached out and grabbed her wrists, stopping the chair leg from striking him.
Jill struggled in the zombie's grip, kicking out with her legs, striking him in the stomach repeatedly. Drool dripped out of the zombie's mouth, and he gurgled in pain before throwing Jill backwards, tossing her onto the floor. The chair leg clattered onto the ground next to her.
Jill desperately reached for the chair leg, but the zombie stepped over her, kicking the chair leg out of her grasp. With her only weapon out of reach, Jill could only look up as the zombie grabbed her by the throat, throttling her. He lifted her up by his arm, and opened his drooling mouth, growling.
Jill closed her mouth, and let out a scream.
"Mom!"
Jill felt the zombie let out a howl of pain, and instantly dropped her. She collapsed onto the ground, and looked up to see none other than Yellowjacket, currently on the zombie's back, scratching and pulling his hair. The zombie yelped out in pain and confusion as he ran around the room and thrashed violently in an attempt to get Yellowjacket off of him.
The young zombie grabbed at the zombie's face and dug her nails into his cheeks. The zombie howled out, and with a sudden burst of strength, he threw Yellowjacket off of him. The small zombie flew through the air and landed on her rump.
The zombie turned to Yellowjacket, growling at her. However, Jill took the opportunity to get up and rush at the zombie, punching him in the face hard. She delivered a few more punches to the zombie's face, stunning him for a moment before he recovered and swatted her away, throwing her onto the bed. The zombie then turned his attention back to Yellowjacket, who pressed herself against the wall in terror as the zombie approached her.
"Riley!" Jill shouted from behind the other zombie.
Yellowjacket whimpered in fear as the zombie approached her, licking his decayed lips. However, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a cracked mirror, shattered when the zombie had broken into the room.
Just as the zombie lunged at her, Yellowjacket rolled out of the way and towards the mirror. Grabbing a large mirror shard, Yellowjacket got up and let out a cry as she lunged at the zombie, the mirror shard in the hand.
She plunged the shard into the zombie's side.
The zombie let out a choked gasp, feeling as if the wind had been knocked out of him. Yellowjacket stood still, the shard wedged deep into the zombie's side, blood dripping out of the wound. Slowly, she pulled the shard out of the zombie.
Yellowjacket shook fearfully as the zombie slowly turned to face her, a look of shock in his face.
Then, Yellowjacket saw it. Her eyes widened in shock as realization crept in.
She knew that zombie.
(In Yellowjacket's Mind)
The emotions had been watching as Yellowjacket had wounded the zombie with the knife. However, Star was the first one to notice one of the memories, purple and blue in color, was glowing brightly.
"Guys!" She shouted, alerting them to the multi-colored memory. They saw that it was glowing brighter than any memory previously had. It soon occurred to them that this zombie must had jogged her memories substantially.
Star couldn't resist. Even with the zombie still alive and still a threat, she knew she had to get to the memory to unlock this key moment in Yellowjacket's past.
The five emotions rushed to the memory, but Star was the first one to grab it. She held it out for all five emotions to see as it glowed brightly, as if asking for the memory to be unlocked.
The light was so bright that the emotions had to shield themselves from its blazing light. But Star forced herself to look at it. The memory glowed so brightly that it almost looked like it was increasing in size.
Then, the light engulfed the emotions in a blazing illumination, and they were dragged into the memory, bound to gain witness to Yellowjacket's life-changing past event.
As you could tell, the next chapter is going to be what is called a Turning Point. So, stay tuned.
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