Chapter 3- The fall of a hero
Zoey burst into Ellis's room to find the young man writhing inside his sheets, clearly suffering a nightmare. "Ellis! Wake up, come on now." She aid to him softly. Finally he cracked open his eyes, and hugged her fiercely the instant he saw her, overjoyed to be free of whatever the nightmare was... "I-I was walking through the woods, and I saw a zombie, so I shot it and…." He burst into tears before he could finish. Zoey was shocked. Ellis had always seemed to take joy in killing zombies, but he had a nightmare about killing one? Then it hit her. "It was Keith again wasn't it?" she said. To her slight surprise, he shook his head. "Worse. So much worse." He breathed deeply before finishing, more tears brimming his eyes. "It was you." He said simply. She gasped slightly, but hugged him tighter. "Hey, im right here. Hearts still beating and everything. You're not getting rid of me that easy." She joked. Ellis just layed back down, still breathing heavy from the shock. "Okay. I'll try to get back to sleep. Thanks." He added with a small smirk. She left and within seconds she heard his snores. He did not wake again.
The next morning Ellis sat in the living room of the house, silently reloading his shotgun while listening to Coach's instructions. "Were going to use that radio to get Virgil here. But the feedback might cause a horde to come. Ya'll ready for a fight, just in case?" he said surveying the room. No one objected, so they broke down the flimsy back door that lead to the radio, the cheap plywood caved in almost instantly. Zoey heard Nick mutter "And yet we wonder why these barricades never hold…" under his breath. Ellis reached the radio and yelled for any help. The man said he was on his way then-just as Coach had thought-a collective shriek pierced the calm house signaling the horde. "I hate it when your right Coach!" Nick yelled. Coach merely said "So do I." in return. They cocked their guns and got ready.
The horde was not without its special infected to help it out. Ellis quick shooting though flattened most of them. Ellis was so in tune today. Zoey couldn't believe the look of ferocity in the normally-calm boy's face. Then, all his momentum vanished when spitters slime hit him square on the chest. He fell to the ground screaming in horrible pain. Zoey bent down and tried to heal him, but he just used his adrenaline shot, and was up and running again. The turning point hit when the gate behind them was blasted open to reveal a boat waiting at the end of the dock. Fighting through the pain, Ellis was the only straggler. 2 Ferocious tanks roared behind him. Zoey rushed and began to help him, all the while the boat was heating up. As soon as they were on, Coach cried "GO!". Virgil didn't need to be told twice. As the boat pulled away, one of the tanks picked up a chunk of concrete and flung it. It was heading for Zoey. "NO!" Ellis cried and shoved her to the side, causing the concrete to catch him in the side of the head. He fell to the deck, blood pouring from his wounds. Zoeys voice was all he heard before he slipped into utter darkness. He thought he heard her say "Not him too!" but he wasn't sure.
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