Well I've finally gotten the last chapter finished. Hope y'all enjoy how this ends…

I would like to shout out a Thank-you to all who left a review for the previous chapter: Invader Johnny, bigherb81, CajunBear73, Reader101w, Mr. Wizard, and mcknight93… Y'all are the greatest!

Disclaimer: Once again I do not reap any monetary benefits from these characters. Also, please be warned, mucho character deaths…

Chapter 4

Kim Possible's Log

My name is Kim Possible, and I'm the one who suggested starting this log, or Community Diary, if you wish. I wasn't the first to write in this log for various reasons, but I've finally gotten all the events straight in my head so I can finally put them to paper.

For me, everything started when Wade called us for a very strange Mission…

…x x x x…

June 15th, 2:05 pm

beep beep bee deep…

"Hey Wade, what's up?" Kim had been putting books in her locker after her last class, before heading to cheer practice when the call came in. Since she was already at her locker, Wade had contacted Kim through the teen heroes computer system.

"Got a weird one, Kim. There have been a number of strange reports about crazy people attacking others, and some of them are talking about folks actually biting during the attacks. What's really weird, is that this seems to be happening in other countries as well… Japan, Russia, Africa… literally everywhere around the world. I've correlated all the data and it looks like everything started virtually at the same time, between 12 and 12:30 local time.

"It looks like things started in town here close to the Space Center, but for some reason it took a while for the reports to get to the local news stations. The Internet is blowing up across the entire Globe Kim!"

"So what can we do Wade? I can't be everywhere at once." A worried look crossed her face and she glanced over at Ron, who was listening, quietly at her side.

"The most recent report here in town was over near Bueno Nacho #582. That's…"

"That's OUR B-N, Kim!" Ron interrupted.

Wade continued. "That would be as good a place as any to start. Check things out, and see just what is going on. I'll keep sifting through Police reports and see what else I can find. Good Luck!"

"Thanks Wade, we'll talk to you later." With that the screen went black and Kim shut her locker door. Just as she was about to say something to Ron, Mr. Barkin gruffly walked by the two of them without saying a word.

She called out to the burly teacher. "Mr. Barkin! I just received a call from Wade for a Mission. This shouldn't take too long, so could you let the Cheer Squad know I'll be about an hour late to practice?"

"Sure… Sure. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to stop your twin brothers from making a mess in my gym." With that said, the burly teacher turned and continued on down the hall.

…x x x x…

The two young heroes arrived at Bueno Nacho #582, and initially everything looked quiet around the building. Ned's beat up 70's something car was parked in it's usual spot, and there were two other vehicles in the main parking lot.

After pulling into a parking spot somewhere in the middle, the two cautiously stepped out. It was Ron who saw the first thing that was amiss. He pointed at the right corner of the building. "Kim… check it out."

About two feet from the corner was a large splotch of red about 6 foot high, and then a wide streak of red continued on the bricks that led to, and around, said corner. Kim swallowed hard, and silently motioned to Ron to follow her a few feet behind. Slowly the two crept along the wall, and Kim stuck her head around the corner. What she saw made her gag and turn back around to lean against the wall.

"What is it Kim? What's there?" Curiosity got the better of him and before Kim could stop Ron, he had looked around the corner as well.

Where Kim had stopped the protesting of the contents of her stomach, Ron didn't fair as well. The sight of a nearly decapitated person with large chunks of skin and muscle ripped away was too much, and his lunch decided to make a second appearance.

After a couple of dry heaves, Ron finally got out the words, "What… what happened to… him?"

"Maybe a wild dog, perhaps?" The red head suggested, not quite believing even her self.

"Let's see if anyone is inside." Ron pushed the door open in time to see something that was almost too much for his brain to comprehend.

One person was lying on the floor in a pool of blood, and there was a second person hunched over them, looking like they were literally ripping the guts out and eating them. All Ron could do was gape at this scene. The person… eating… the other seemed to sense that there was someone watching, and his head snapped up to look right at Ron. It was none other than…

"Ned?" Ron couldn't move from where he was standing, as his eyes were transfixed on the image of his long-time friend drenched in blood from another person, and entrails hanging from his mouth.

Ned lurched up into a standing position, and clumsily stepped over the body. It was as if he was about to fall forward with each step, but never did. A low guttural moan came from his mouth as blood continued to drip off of his chin.

A tugging on his shirt brought Ron around and Kim's eyes were almost frantic. "We need to get out of here… NOW!"

"Did… you see…" Was all the blond boy could get out of his mouth.

"Yeah, and there are others just like him, and they're coming this way!" Now that Kim had his full attention, Ron saw what she was talking about.

Four other shambling things were now entering the parking lot: Two from the main road, and one from the left and one from the right. The two teens were basically boxed in. "What do we do Kim?"

"Well I'd rather face one than four." She said, and opened the door of Bueno Nacho just as the ghoulish Ned arrived at the entrance. Quickly Kim performed a front kick, throwing Ned back into the dining area, making him slam into the counter. Ron slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside.

He turned around just in time to yell a warning to Kim. "Behind you!"

Spinning around with a high kick, Kim's foot connected with Ned's chin, making blood and other strange substances fly out of his mouth. It didn't even phase him as his hands clamped onto Kim's arm when she tried to throw a punch. Just as he leaned in to try and bite her forearm, she yanked free.

"Kii…iiimmm… I think we're surrounded." Ron's cry made the red head look around and out of the large windows. Sure enough, there was a face pressed against almost every window of the building, their teeth gnashing as if trying to bite through the glass.

"Not worried about them yet…" Kim said as she pulled out her grapple gun and fired the grapple into the front of the counter. Staying out of Ned's reach, she then flipped to one side and looped the line over the top of him and proceeded to basically run around the ghoul, wrapping the zombie up in the cable. She then pressed the release button on the gun, disconnecting the cable, and used a clamp from her utility belt to attach the loose end to the piece attach to the counter, creating a tear-drop shape.

Ned was wound up tight, so Kim and Ron could easily now avoid him. "Back door?" Ron asked, and Kim nodded, running past Ned, who tried to reach at her. The cable strained and the counter creaked, but he was held fast.

The two heroes ran through the kitchen area of the fast-food restaurant, and made it to the back door without any further problems. Kim cracked the door open and saw that the coast was clear.

"We need to get back to the car." She said, before opening the door the rest of the way. "Somehow one of us needs to distract those… things, while the other gets the Sloth."

"Want me to get the car?" Ron asked with a smile, and he was answered with a look from his girlfriend that said 'yeah, right'.

"I don't think they can move very fast, but stay out of reach. I almost didn't break out of that grip of Ned's, so they're strong. You go out first, get them to follow you, and I'll sneak out and get to the Sloth once the area is clear. Head North up Bell Road and I'll pick you up."

"You got it." Was the simple reply, and before he could turn around to perform his distraction duties, Kim grabbed her boyfriend and placed a strong kiss on his lips. No words passed between them, but none needed to be said.

…x x x x…

The immediate coast was clear after the door shut behind him, so Ron was able to run along the back wall without any problems. After reaching the corner, he slowly looked around and saw that there was only one zombie on that side of the building. He needed to get it to follow him, and then somehow get the others to follow as well.

OK Unstoppable, Ron thought, time to make the run of your life.

Looking back at the door, Ron Saw Kim had cracked it open and was watching. He made a motion with his hand saying that he was going to go around the corner he was standing next to, so Kim knew which way she should go. He took a breath and launched himself around the corner.

It only took a few steps for the zombie to see him, and immediately he saw that Kim was right. They couldn't move very fast. In order to keep these things attention, Ron knew he would have to slow down a little, but not too much.

It didn't take long to lure the first ghoul around to the front of the building. Just as he turned the corner, Ron had to pull up short as he almost ran into another zombie's reach. After making a juke move that Mr. Barkin would have been proud of, Ron made a bee-line for the main road.

The other two ghouls saw Ron as well, and turned to go after him. Now all four were shambling after him. Feeling confident enough to turn around and jog backwards, Ron wanted to make sure the front of the building was clear for Kim, and sure enough it was. He saw Kim make her way to the Sloth, and when she looked at him to check his progress, Ron gave a wave to show he was fine.

Just after waving, Kim yelled "Ron! Behind you!"

Whipping around, he almost ran directly into none other than Officer Hobble, although it really wasn't Officer Hobble. Now he was just another flesh-hungry zombie, which whipped a hand out and caught Ron by the tail of his shirt as he tried to skirt by.

"Let… GO!" The next thing Ron heard was the ripping of his shirt, followed by the screeching of tires.

Before he could catch his breath, the next thing Ron heard was Kim yelling at him to get in the car. His girlfriend had rammed into Officer Hobble sending the zombie careening off the road and into a nearby tree.

Without needing any more prompting, the young blond opened the door and got inside just as another zombie slammed it's body into the car. With all the noise the two had made, about five other ghoulish creatures had shown up, and they were now surrounded by about ten of them, all beating on the car.

"Kiiimmm! Let's get out of here!" Just as Ron had yelled to his girlfriend, the relentless beating of fists finally broke through the glass of the driver's side door, and a hand grabbed onto Kim's shirt. Not paying any attention to where they were pointed, her reaction was to stomp on the accelerator, shooting the vehicle forward.

A number of things happened next. The force of the car's forward movement caused Kim to be pulled back in her seat by the creatures grip and get twisted, since it was still holding onto her. Skin on the hand of the zombie's hand was shredded by shards of glass, and Kim's shoulder was cut as well. Finally the legs of the creature caught under the rear wheel, running it over.

With tires squealing, she continued to drive like a mad woman for about ten minutes before Ron finally was able to get her attention.

"Kim! Will you PLEASE slow down! They aren't around us anymore!" Slamming her foot on the brake, wheels screeched and the car came to a stop near the edge of town. Smoke billowed from all four tires from the sudden stop, and the two teens continued to breathe hard for a few seconds before finally calming down.

Ron spoke once again, but this time with concern in his voice. "Are you OK Kim? Are you hurt? I saw one of those things reach in and grab your shirt."

"Yeah. I think I'm OK. My shoulder got a little scratched, but that's all. I should be fine." Moving her shoulder a little to test it, Kim found that the muscle was OK and not sore. She then pressed a button on her dash, which would connect her to Wade.

It took a bit longer for him to answer, but the young genius finally answered. "Kim! Are you two OK? I heard some noises out in my house, so I went and locked myself in my room. I have a reinforced door, so I should be OK for at least a little while."

"We're fine Wade. We… ran into a little bit of trouble." Ron muttered under his breath 'A little?' "…But we got away. Can you contact my family and Ron's too? We need to see if they're OK."

Wade immediately dialed Ron's family first, both house and cell phones, but there was no answer, and he told the two teens as such. Next he called the cell phone of Anne Possible, who immediately picked up.

"Wade!" She exclaimed almost loud enough to blast the ear off of the young boy's head. "Where's Kim? Is she OK? Is Ron with her? Talk to me, please!"

"Mrs. Possible… Mrs. Possible! They're both fine, and I have them on the Kimmunicator System. Let me patch you in." With a few swift strokes on his keyboard Kim was connected with her mom.

"Mom!"

"Kimmie! Where are you?" Immediately Kim could tell that her mother was almost frantic.

"We're on the North edge of town, almost to the Pickle Works factory. We're safe for now. Where are you, and are Dad and my brother's there too?" By now Kim herself was starting to get really worried about her family.

"We're all OK, and at a small Military installation about ten miles out in the country." She was just about to ask the General exactly how Kim should get there when Wade interrupted.

"Is it Base 13?" Everyone in the car heard Anne ask the General, who could then be heard the background confirming that was the place. "I'll send you the coordinates."

Everyone then heard a loud knocking on Wade's end of the line. "Hold on, I think that's my Mom."

From the screen on her dash Kim saw Wade get up and head to his door. He was off-screen, but both Kim and Ron could hear what was going on, was well as Anne, who was still on the other line.

"Mom…? Are… are you OK? Mom! You're bleeding! Let me help you with… Let go of me! Hey… OWWW! You bit me!

The next thing everyone heard was what sounded like a scuffle, and then the slamming and locking of a door. Wade was seen stumbling back onto his chair on the screen. Tears were flowing down his eyes.

"Kim… My… my Mom… was one of them. She… she bit me." He could be seen holding his left arm.

"Oh Wade… I'm so sorry." Tears were now starting to fall down her own face as well.

"Don't… don't come here Kim. As you've probably figured out, a bite is how this… is transferred. Heh… Just like in the movies, huh? I'll send you the… the coordinates for wh… where your family is… and then I'm… signing off Kim. For good. S… since I'm locked in, after I'm gone… I won't be able to get out and… and hurt anyone." He reached over to a secondary keyboard and typed a few strokes. Kim saw a small icon appear on the bottom of the screen, indicating that the coordinates were received.

"No Wade… please don't. We… we can pick you up, and Mom can help you." A grave look appeared on her friend's face, and she saw him type onto three keys.

"This Is Wade Load, signing off. Good luck Kim." With that said, Wade hit the enter key, and the screen went black.

Kim's voice echoed in the small confines of her car. "Nnnnooooooo!"

Ron reached over to his girlfriend, who immediately latched on to him and started blubbering into his shirt. "Wade can't die… he can't. He can't… He can't…"

Since Kim was still connected to her mom, they talked for another ten minutes. Anne told her daughter that she had a theory on what was going on. She told Kim about the attack at the hospital, and said she thought something must have changed the DNA in the human body. Maybe radiation or something along those lines.

The doctor then dropped a bombshell, and said that from this point on, it wouldn't matter how anyone died, they would come back as one of these blood-thirsty monsters.

…x x x x…

Ron set the Logbook down on the table next to a pistol and wiped tears from his eyes. He remembered this happening, and reading about it had brought forth the tears once more. He had arrived with some medicine for Kim, but he was too late.

Not wanting to read anymore at this point, Ron took one more look around the room, taking count of everyone that was lying dead on the floor. Mr. Barkin, General Simms, Kim's parent's, and even her brothers. Each had a bullet hole in the center of their foreheads, and Ron could also see various bite marks on either an arm, a neck, even a leg.

It appeared that everyone had somehow been turned into a zombie at one point or another, and then they had been killed. This brought up two questions: Who among them had brought the virus into the group, and who shot everyone? Make that three questions… Where was Kim? It was obvious she was the last one to write an entry in the logbook.

Suddenly Ron heard a scraping sound from behind a door that said "Cleaning Supplies". He picked up the pistol from the table and kicked out the magazine.

"One bullet." He said out loud to no one, and pushed it back in with a click. He racked the slide loading it into the chamber and then walked slowly to the door, calling out his girlfriend's name.

The closer he got to the door, the more frantic the scrapping became, and he even heard what sounded like banging. I've got to look… I've got to see.

How did she lock herself in? Was his next thought, and then saw how the latch worked on the door. It was a simple bar latch that could be easily raised, and then it would fall into place after slamming the door shut, effectively locking the person inside.

With a shaking hand Ron reached out and tried to unlatch the door. His first try failed as he dropped the bar, causing it to fall back into place, but on his second try he was able to both unlatch and pull the door slightly ajar. He then jumped back and trained the gun on the door, not sure what to expect.

A thump on the door made it move open a bit further, and then another hit caused the door to swing fully open. Ron tightened his grip on the pistol, and tried to see inside the dark room.

The next thing he heard was a moan, and it sounded like Kim. All he could do was stand there, gun shaking, waiting to see who would come out of the darkness.

It didn't take long, and Ron saw a hunched-over Kim shamble through the door. Her head was down a bit, causing her hair to conceal her eyes and face, so he couldn't tell if she was a zombie or not.

Kim staggered forward, and caught herself on a chair, causing Ron to take a couple steps back. "Kim? Are… are you alright?"

"…oooonnnnn… rrrraaahhhh…" came from her throat, making the young teen boy swallow loudly. "Rrrraaahhhh… nnnnnn? Rroonnn? Ron?"

"Kim?" Hope swelled in his chest. She had just said his name!

The red headed form dropped to a knee while still holding onto the chair. "Ronnn… You made it." For the first time she looked up at him and Ron saw the green of her eyes. It was actually Kim, and she had not been infected.

Dropping the gun with a clatter, Ron dropped to his girlfriend's level, and she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. By now she was sobbing almost uncontrollably, and trying to explain something to him at the same time.

All Ron could really understand was something along the lines that it was General Simms who had been infected before they had even arrived. Apparently he was able to keep the bite concealed from everyone.

By now Ron could feel the heat emanating from Kim, as the infection from the cut on her shoulder was taking its toll. "I've got some medicine for you Kim… You're going to be OK. Everything's going to be OK."

Finding more of her voice, Kim responded. "I… I had to kill them all. We… we trusted Simms… We trusted him."

Lying his girlfriend gently on the floor, Ron then grabbed the backpack that contained the medicine. He pulled out a bottle and syringe, and read the label as to how much he should give her.

After helping Kim get to a better place to rest, which was another room in the facility, he went back into that horrific room where everyone lay. He picked up the logbook and thumbed through the worn pages, checking to see how much he had left to finish it.

"I'll read the rest later… Maybe."

The End…

I hope y'all don't mind me not writing details on what happened in the installation since the ending is pretty much a given.

I also may have taken a few liberties from the ending of the last episode of AMC's "The Walking Dead". Hope they don't sue me over it…