The rude awakening came from the impact of the ground underneath Juliet and Sam as they crashed into an abandoned car crusher factory.

"Aw, hell!" Nick groaned, rolling his eyes with a shake of his head. Juliet sat up and glance about at her surroundings. "Where… where are we?" she wondered aloud.

"It was once an old car dump," Sam explained, "but after a while, some kids made it into an underground Punk venue." Her eyes narrowed. "And I have a feeling that this is where Zed is."

"How do you know?" the blonde asked her.

To that, the metalhead pointed a ways in front of them. "'Cause hot zombie boy's face is on the big screen over there."

Juliet ignored the comment that called Zed "hot zombie boy" and turned in the direction of Sam's finger. Sure enough, there was the punk rock zombie on what seemed like a stage, a group of kids scattered around banging their heads to the music.

The two girls quickly began making their way down the makeshift path of dirt and metal towards where he was waiting, only to be stopped by the sound of his voice radiating through the mounds of speakers on the stage.

"I'm gonna rock your brains out- LITERALLY!" With that, more black and red letters like from before flew at them, but they quickly and efficiently dodged them.

"No one told me we were gonna have to deal with giant letters," Nick commented.

Juliet performed a wheel kick to one of the zombies in front of her, knocking its head off. "That My Chemical Romance wannabe is destroying San Romero!"

"Actually, Jules," Sam spoke up after knocking another zombie to the ground with her flail. "MCR isn't punk. Bad Brains are punk, The Ramones are punk…"

"Not important, Sam," the blonde drawled, trying not to sound irritated. "We've gotta kill this guy!"

Nick could have sworn he saw the brunette lower her head and mutter, "Damn…"

The rumbling sound above the girls caused them to look up and make eye contact with an old car dangling from a large crane, ready to fall in a matter of seconds.

"BITCH, I can't wait to see you DIE!" Zed shouted, the noise causing the car to fall. Quickly, Juliet used her chainsaw to slice through the vehicle and vaulted through, Sam following close behind her. They heard his voice again. "Your friend, on the other hand… OOOH MAN, I wouldn't mind having HER stick around!"

The brunette stopped mid-sprint with widened eyes and a faint blush on her cheeks. Wha…what does he mean by that?

As the girls continued to make their way towards the bottom of the hill, Juliet sliced up a couple more zombies while trying to ignore the various spouts coming from the punk rock zombie. "His voice is mega irritating!" The blonde grumbled as she dodged another attack of blocky letters.

Sam bit her lip while slamming her flail into another zombie. "His voice is mega-hot, Jules!" she gushed unintentionally.

The head dangling from Juliet's waist gave the other girl a weird look. "Since when are you attracted to a fucking zombie, Sam?" he questioned, a hint of what may have been suspicion in his voice.

If the brunette had heard Nick, she didn't respond.

"Eat metal, dickweeds!" she snapped, swinging her weapon over her head before making impact with a group of four zombies and slamming them to the ground. All the while, she kept her eyes focused on Zed. Yeah, she knew that it was the worst thing in the world to like someone she was trying to kill, but… let's face it- he was hot.

"Time to get HARDCORE, you blonde zombie-huntin' SLUT!"

Juliet whipped out her chainsaw and braced herself, slicing up even more zombies. "Sam, you go on ahead, I've got this!" To prove her point, she decapitated three of them in a row.

The brunette gave her best friend a nod, then vaulted over the chain fence, landing on top of a small pile of cars which was not too far away from where the mohawked Dark Purveyor stood.

He soon turned and caught sight of the metalhead zombie hunter, to which he gave a low whistle and a wink. "Well hey there, hot stuff," he grinned. "What brings you here?"

Sam bit her lip, staring into Zed's eyes from where she stood. White met green. Before she could open her mouth, Juliet had made her way onto the stage.

Juliet, you may be my best friend… she thought with a tiny scowl on her face, …but you are such a twatblock to the one guy I might have a chance with.

"Your ass is MINE!" he screamed at her, causing the blonde girl to cover her ears. The punk rock zombie grinned, chuckling to himself a little. "Mmm, I LOVE the smell of almost-dead cheerleader in the morning!"

Juliet's jaw dropped slightly? "Seriously?" she snapped. "That comment just made guy-liner here the uncoolest dude ever!"

"Sorry Jules," Sam shrugged with a sheepish grin on her face. "I still think he's hot."

She had to avoid a forward stab from Zed's microphone stand before whipping out her chainsaw and sprinting forward to meet him fight was on.