What's up guys. I'm back with another chapter. Hope everyone's enjoying the story so far. I know I am enjoying writing it.

Also if anyone of you guys want's to make a request on what they think should happen I'm happy to listen. I wanna let you guys decide what you would like to read a little bit. So you can PM me to make a request if you'd like. I can't guarantee that I will use it. But I am open to suggestions.

Also, shout out to my brother Simon. Love ya bro. Also to my other brother chipmunksforlife. And one for my sis, Ellie (EleanorMiller101), and one for my friends NY Munk, Kayli (Crazy4chipmunks), Deven (thelonechipmunk), and MR J.H.F, love you all and you guys rock.

Alright, on with the story.

3 weeks later

Alvin stood in one of the bedrooms, looking down at the city below. The streets were still chaos. It's been about 3 weeks. since they had left home. The infection had slowed down, mainly because there aren't as many people to infect anymore.

Alvin thought back to Eleanor. He felt bad for Theodore, Brittany, and Jeanette. Jeanette broke down in tears when Brittany told her what happened. She hasn't really been the same since, well, none of them have. Alvin kept thinking about it.

Alvin's POV

Poor Theo. Poor Britt. Poor Jean. I can't imagine how they feel. I mean, I loved Eleanor, she was like a sister to me. But she was Britt and Jean's baby sister. And she was Theo's girl.

I walked out of the bedroom, into the living room. Britt, Theo, and Jean were on the couch, watching movies on Danny's TV. Thank god Danny had a generator, otherwise we would've died from boredom. I saw Simon in the kitchen, going through our bags and sorting through the food and supplies. I walked in the kitchen..

"Need a hand?" I asked

Simon looked up to me..

"Umm sure, you can go through the weapons while I go through the food"

I nodded and grabbed the bag of guns that Simon had brought up here from the back of the truck. I set it on the table next to our backpacks and started going through it. I looked up at Si. I could tell all of this was hitting him pretty hard. Elle's gone, I don't know when or if we'll see Dave or Miss Miller again. We have no way of knowing if they made it out or not. And if they did, we have no way of finding them or them finding us.

I noticed a bandage on Simon's left arm. Then I remembered the blood in the truck a few weeks ago. Then I remember Elle having a bandage on her from getting bit.

"Simon?"

He looked up at me

"What's that?" I asked, pointing to his arm

He looked at his arm, then back to me "I was driving the truck and the glass broke and cut me"

I sighed with relief.

He laughed a little "Don't worry, Al. I'm not bitten"

I laughed a little and went back to going through the guns. I pulled out every single one and laid them on the table. I sorted out exactly how much ammo we had for each gun. Then I laid out the explosives. 6 grenades and 4 packs of C4. Thank you, Danny.

Suddenly I heard a noise, coming from outside in the hall. It sounded like..

"Gunshots" Simon spoke up, grabbing his SCAR-H rifle.

"Guys, stay here!" i said, grabbing my M16 rifle and following Simon.

I cracked open the front door and looked out. I could hear gunshots, coming from somewhere on this floor. I opened the door and stepped out, aiming my rifle in every direction. Simon followed close behind me. We could hear infected snarling and gunshots. I could see flashes from the gunshots around the corner. Simon and I checked our guns and readied ourselves right behind the corner.

"1..2..3!" I whispered, loudly

We both went around the corner and aimed our guns. We saw a lot of zombies, and a guy. And that guy was..

"Danny!" I yelled

Danny turned around. He used his knife to stab a zombie right in the head, then turned and ran down the hall towards us.

"Simon take em!" I yelled

Simon and I aimed our guns and open fired. Danny ran behind us. Bullets flew at the zombies, knocking them over or killing them. More and more zombies fell over as more and more gun shells hit the ground by our feet. We fired nonstop until both our guns clicked, meaning we had no more bullets to shoot.

Simon and I both turned on our heels and ran back to the door. Zombies running after us. Danny stood, holding the door open. We ran inside and Danny slammed the door shut. I helped him keep it shut by pressing my body weight up against it. Danny secured the locks on the door, holding it shut.

I sighed with relief as I leaned my back against the door. Danny secured the last lock and sighed with relief.

"Danny" I said, giving my friend a hug

"Haha, it's good to see you, Al"

"Is everyone Alright?" Simon asked

"We're fine" said Theodore, poking out from behind the couch

I walked back into the kitchen and set my rifle down on the table. I grabbed a water bottle off the counter and chugged the whole thing down.

"You alright, Alvin?" Simon asked

"Yeah, I'm fine" I said "Just a little excited, that's all"

"Yeah, my heart's still racing too" Simon laughed

I laughed and tossed him a water bottle. Danny walked into the kitchen.

"Glad to see you're all ok"

"Well, not all of us" I said

Simon and I both looked down to the ground.

"What happened?" Danny asked

"Our sister, Eleanor, the blonde girl.." said Simon

Danny nodded "I remember her"

"She was bitten" I continued "And she...well..."

"She turned" said Simon

"Turned?" Danny questioned

"Turned into one of those things" I said

"Damn" said Danny

"Yeah"

I opened Danny's fridge and looked through. I found a couple of bottles of Corona. I pulled out 3 and set them on the counter. I used the countertop to get the caps off and handed one to Danny. I handed another to Simon. Simon looked at the bottle for a sec as I held it in front of me. He looked at me, unsure.

I nodded, telling him to take it. "I don't think the drinking age is a primary law right now"

Simon took the bottle from my hand. He sniffed it, then took a sip. His face went from curious, to disgust, making me and Danny laugh.

"Ugh, how can you drink this?" Simon asked

"Just gotta get used to it" Danny laughed

I took a long drink of mine, coughing a little afterwards, making Danny laugh.

"You two have a lot to learn" he said, taking a drink and walking into the living room

We spent the next few hours together. Sitting in the living room. I sat on the far end of the couch. Brittany sat in my lap, cuddling my chest, wrapped in a blanket. It was pretty cold, it being November and all. November 2nd to be exact.

Simon sat in the recliner chair. Jeanette sat right next to him, wrapped in a blanket. Theodore and Danny sat on the floor, in front of the coffee table. We all sat around, drank, talked, made jokes, and had fun. It felt nice to have fun again. It feels like we haven't in a long time.

After a few hours went by, we all ended up falling asleep. I opened my eyes. I found myself laying on the couch. Brittany laying on top of me, sound asleep. I looked around the room. It was dark outside, so I figured it was still early in the morning. I looked over and saw Simon and Jeanette asleep in the chair. Theodore was passed out on the floor.

Hey. Where's Danny? I looked around, I spotted him, looking out the window at the pouring rain. I knew Danny, and I knew when he needed to be by himself. So I just laid back down and closed my eyes again. Soon falling asleep.

Regular POV

As the crew fell asleep. A few miles away, was a military camp. Tents with supplies and weapons. Trucks, humvees, and tanks were parked. Two men stood inside a tent, looking at a map on the table.

'Look, I don't like it either, but it's our last option" said one of the men

The other man sighed "So when can they get here?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Then that's it then. That's our plan?"

"Yes sir. We bomb the city"

DUN DUN DUN

Hahahaha oh man this was fun chapter to write. Hope you bros enjoyed and I'll se you next time. Alvin out *brofist*