(All right, Thanks to Angie2282, and Zackt2010 for your reviews! Allright, time for one of my personal favourite chapters so far, and so, read on!)
The group looked out from the park into the street, which was curiously empty. Litter was strewn across the street and abandoned cars had their windows smashed. Across the street was also rotting bodies, there inside had been ripped from their bodies and eaten by the zombies.
"Where are they all?" Leslie asked, looking around the ghost street.
"I have no I idea. You would of thought they would be swarming around." Paige replied, looking nervously around. She didn't trust the situation one bit.
"Ah, none of the fuckers are around, so let's go." Trent said, waving them off. He hopped of the slight wall and prepared himself to run, but nothing came at him. "See, I told you there was no-" Something zoomed past Trent, making him jump back in fright. "Holy mother fucker! Was that a car?"
Paige followed Trent down the wall, and looked at where the car had just sped down. "I think that was." She grinned surprisingly. "And that's means that there are other survivors!" Paige took hold of Tanzi's hand, and helped her down. Zach followed, and then Leslie. Victor brought up the rear, already turning pale from the bite on his forearm.
"You hanging in there?" Leslie asked, looking to Victor.
Victor nodded but didn't reply. He didn't want to reveal he was in pain.
"All right, let's go. I think it would be better if we jogged though." Paige said. "Just in case any of the zombies come back, is that okay with you all?"
Everyone nodded, and they started to jog down the street, as they were all in a fairly fit condition. Only Victor was having trouble, but Leslie was helping him so they both were trailing behind.
Trent was in front and turned the corner of the street and came to a sudden halt. "Holy fuck! I think I know where they went..." he said, staring at something in front of him.
Paige and Tanzi jogged to his side, and looked to the church in front of them. The church was old and worn, with stained glass windows of Jesus and images of other holy people. The church was completely surrounded by zombies, the ones at the front clawing on the huge wooden door. Some of them were trying to get through the windows, sticking their arms through them but that was all that could fit.
"Shit..." Zach whispered, now joining the other three. "Why are they all crowding around the church?"
"It can only mean one thing." Paige said. "It means someone is in there, trying to survive."
"In that case, we should help whoever it is." Leslie said, finally joining the group. Already from the brief distance from the park wall to the street corner, Victor's hair had started to fall out, leaving him with a few small bald spots.
"Fuck that!" Trent immediately said, pointing at the church. "We should make a run for it while the freaks are distracted."
"What? And leave that person to die?" Paige challenged, also willing to save whoever it was.
"I-I agree with Trent." Tanzi said, shying away slightly. "I mean, we should take advantage. And if you wanted to save the person, if there is anyone, you'd have to wade through the sea of zombies."
"But we can't just leave them!" Paige continued to protest, with Leslie nodding beside her.
"Who says there is anyone there?" Trent asked, causing Paige and Leslie to quieten down. "They might just want a corpse which is in there. I say we don't try and save them, and fuck right outta here." He turned to leave, before a hand grabbed his shoulder. Trent to see his Victor smiling slightly at him.
"There is only one way to find out." Victor said, tilting his head slightly. "You've been great to me Trent, even if you have an... questionable attitude." With that sentence, Victor ran full pelt at the zombies, diving straight into them and attracting their attention. "Hey! Fuckers! Fresh meat over here, come and get me!" Victor called out, manoeuvring his way through the mass. "Come on, I'll fill you up for days, but you have to catch me first"
"VICTOR!" Trent bellowed, running forward, but being held back by the combined strength of Leslie and Zach. Because they were holding his arms, he couldn't wrestle away from them. "Let me go! Let me go damnit! We can't just let Victor kill himself!"
"He was dead anyway!" Paige said harshly. "He got bitten. He thought it was best to let us take a chance to save that person, and HE chose that option. You have to respect that Trent." It came out harsher than Paige intended, but it got Trent to stop struggling, and fell to all fours, gritting his teeth.
Leslie could have sworn he saw a tear before Trent got up and pointed to the church. "Well, be better get going then, if that's what that idiot Victor wanted." At that, Trent ran forward, followed by Tanzi, Leslie, Zach and Paige.
He grasped the large door handle, and pulled with all his might. "Aww, fuckin' come on!" he demanded, pulling with all his strength. However, the solid wooden door would just not open. He gave up, and kicked the door in frustration. "Fuck it!"
"Hey." Tanzi called out, inspecting a broken window. "I think I can fit through here..." Tanzi was definetly slim, but still it would be a tight squeeze.
"Are you sure?" Paige asked, inspecting the window compared to Tanzi's size.
"Yes!" Tanzi said confidently upon further inspection. "I'll fit!" she started with one leg, and then her body was through. She almost looked like a feline as she went through. A few seconds passed, before the door opened from inside, revealing Tanzi standing in front of the ornate insides of the church. "And we're in."
Trent looked around sceptically. "But there's no one here! Don't fucking tell me this was a waste of our time." Trent angrily let out a groan. 'Victor sacrificed himself for nothing. Goddamn it!' He gulped, and felt his eyes go hot, but he didn't cry. He couldn't in front of the others.
"No... wait..." Leslie said, walking forwards to a table which was covered with a white table cloth, and contined to slowly walk towards it. He grasped the table cloth, and pulled. A small silver cross was immediantly shoved into his face, making him jump back in surprise.
"Back, demons of the earth! Go back to the ground whence you rot!" someone cried out still hunched under the table. He looked out from under it, and gasped. "I do not believe it! The Holy one has spared me!"
Trent raised an eyebrow at the slightly overweight man, who was dressed in priest's garb. He had brown hair slicked back, and was slightly buck toothed. A wedding ring was on his finger, and he was wearing black polished shoes. Trent put a hand to his forehead. "NOT a fucking priest..." he sighed and shook his head.
The priest came out from under the table and firmly grasped Trent's shoulder. "I do not condone that language, boy. Especially under a holy roof. You speak in the devil's tongue!"
"Sorry..." Trent shrugged of the priest and raised one hand. "I'm an atheist. Although If God is real, he is one son of a bitch to do this to us-" A loud slap was heard, as the priest slapped Trent on the wrist, to the amusement of the others.
"Did he just slap his wrist?" Zach asked incredulously to Leslie, who snickered in reply.
"What? Are you my father?" Trent asked, massaging his red wrist.
"I told you not to speak in tongues, my boy. Now stop before the wrath of god comes down upon you and your friends."
"Wrath of god?" Trent repeated, arching his eyebrows. "I think this is already tha apocalypse..." The priest raised his hand again with a stern expression, causing Trent to actually step back. "Sorry, sorry."
Paige stepped forward, pushing Trent slightly out of the way. "Hello. My name is Paige, and this is Trent. The others are Zach, Tanzi and Leslie..." When Paige indicated Leslie, the priest inmmediantly inspected his face.
"Are you..." The priest started with wide eyes, freaking Leslie out slightly. "Are you... homosexual?"
The way the priest said is caused Leslie to flare his nostrils. "Yeah, what's it to you?"
The priest just turned away, muttering something about being 'The Devil's son.'. He turned to Paige again, who had a slight scowl on her face. "My name is Nick Robertson, my daughter."
Paige tried to ignore the small laughter of Tanzi and Zach, and continued to speak. "Umm... Father? Yes, would you like to accompany us? We are heading to the docks to find a way out of this god-forsaken..."
"Language!" Nick scolded, pointing to Paige.
"Sorry... find a way out from this... disaster. So, would you like to come? I believe there is strength in numbers." Paige was slightly disturbed by Nick.
Nick smiled. "Sure I would, my daughter. Why, let us leave right now." Nick hung the silver cross over his neck and kissed it. "May the Father, the Son, and the Holy spirit guide us."
"Oh for love's sake..." Trent and Leslie said together, both grinding their teeth.
(No! Victor! But at least he wasn't killed right? Although it's an almost certainty that he will become a zombie because of the bite. And so we introduce a new character, the priest Nick Robertson. Nick's views are NOT my own, just his characters. A bit of banter from him to the others, especially to Trent and Paige. He's sort of going to be the grandfather figure. Could he possibly survive God's judgement? (As he would call it.) Thanks again for the reviews, and till next time!