They screeched to a halt in front of the safe house and got out. Cat pulled Liv aside before they went inside. "Mark your territory now." Then she beckoned all the guys over to her. "You three are on whatever team Liv and I join. You came to us for help, so you are stuck with us. You try to change teams and I promise I will put a bullet in a place more painful than your forehead."
They all nodded. Cat assumed the lead as they walked up the steps and headed inside.

About forty people were inside the safe house. "Lock the door!" Someone called. "They just announced an outbreak in Los Angeles."

"It's already arrived in this city," Vergil whispered darkly. "I can sense it."

Liv elbowed him in the ribs. "Shut it." She looked through the crowd of people. "Justin?"

"Liv?" A thickset guy about a year older than them came forward. "I see you made it…with friends?"
"Yeah, meet Dante, Vergil, and Nero," Liv said. "They're on our team when we have to leave."
"What do you mean when we have to leave?" Chris Lexington stepped forward. "This is the safe house."

"Yeah," Cat commented. "All the doors and windows in this house make it totally safe. Face it, this is the prep house and we're going to have to go different directions from here."

"Dante Redgrave!" Two other female voices called out. Forward came a woman with short black hair and mismatched eyes, and another woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes. Dante flinched. "You left us behind at the airport!"

"Sorry, Lady." Dante shrugged. "Trish. We had to get to their place before they left."
Trish flipped her hair back. "Really?"

Lady glared at the blonde she-devil. "You couldn't have waited four minutes for us to get off the plane?" She drew one of her handguns and aimed at Dante.

"Ah!" Cat made the noise before she could stop herself. "No shooting people in here. Only out there."

Lady looked at Cat and Liv. "You two must be the Zompocolypse specialists we were told about."
"Psha." Chris made a noise. "As if. They got everything they know from me."

"In your dreams," Liv shot back. "Cat actually came up with some good stuff on her own. We're fully capable of functioning during this without you and your bullshit ideas."

Chris glared, but he backed down. Liv was right. Over the past few years, it had been Cat and Liv planning everything. They had even bought MREs and learned how to use guns to prepare. Cat had paid for most of the guns in the small armory kept in the safe house attic.

"It's every group for themselves. So we better organize now. I know that my group will consist of Liv, Vergil, Nero, Dante, and myself." Cat examined her Smith & Wesson 1911 38 Super and Ruger SR9. "At least. But traveling in big packs isn't well advised. It makes it too easy to get caught. Traveling alone is a stupid idea as well, as you have no one to help you if you need it. So find a partner or three and get ready to leave."

The house was suddenly busy with people partnering up left and right. People began to hand out weapons and rations. "Outbreak in North Torrance." Someone called from the living room. The house got quiet. "There are safe zones down in San Diego and up north sporadically towards Sacramento. Also random safe colonies spread across the country."

"Closest one is San Diego." Cat scowled. "That one is going to be packed."

"So, I say we make our way east so we can get to an airport." Liv holstered her Walther P99 and Glock 34. It should be less crowded."

"It's a risk, but with these three, I think we can do it." Cat motioned for the guys to come outside. "We're going to start heading east. The San Diego safe zone will be crowded and most likely have an outbreak soon. So let's go."