Chapter 2: Bad Boy Billy

The train was dead…literally. There were dead bodies sitting in the passenger seats. The windows lit up when lightning flashed outside. Rebecca was horrified upon seeing the sight. The rain pelted the outside of the train with an even tone, but Rebecca was too busy trying to figure out what the hell had happened here. The boxcar smelled of mildew and death, as well as a hint of cinnamon. This train had to have been sitting here for awhile.

"What the?" she gulped.

This is just great…My first assignment with the Bravo Team and I discover a train of death while looking for an escaped criminal while looking for psychotic cannibals. Can this day get any worse?

She heard movement behind her. Rebecca spun around, gun aimed. She barely caught glimpse of one of the dead bodies slouching more into his seat. A creepy, nauseating feeling came over her and it took all of her willpower not to sprint out the boxcar door she came in from.

Take a chill pill, Becca…Dead bodies don't move…

Something wet and grimy touched her head. She turned again, only to see another passenger with his half decomposed face grinning down at her. The walking corpse moaned at her, trying to grab her again as she moved away.

She probably screamed as loud as one of those professional screamers that broke glass with their epic lungs. She turned to run, but there were two more behind her. She turned around again and saw two more behind the first. The corpses were just standing up from their seats, and they wanted her.

Rebecca thought quickly, aiming her gun and firing multiple shots. The first undead corpse went down. The two behind it immediately dropped to feast on their fellow zombie. Rebecca took this as an opportunity to escape. She ran past the feasting zombies, praying that the door to the next boxcar was open. She opened it and slammed it shut, breathing out in relief once she realized she was alone in the next car.

You've got to be kidding me…I think I just jinxed myself. Zombies? Really? I will ask again…can this day get any worse?

After she caught her breath, Rebecca decided to investigate this car. It was nothing much, just a hallway that held two passenger bunkrooms. There wasn't much in either room, and so she continued on. The end of the boxcar held a locked door with a dead body lying next to it. There was a key dangling out of the man's breast pocket. Rebecca realized he was one of the train's employees. Cautiously, she bent down to check closer, ready just in case he decided he wanted to be a zombie as well.

There was a hollow click behind her. She realized it was the sound of a gun cocking. Slowly, she looked over her shoulder to see, turning her body to give herself a better way to defend herself.

"Billy Coen?" she grunted, seeing the criminal a few feet from her with a gun aimed at her face.

"Yeah? Know me? Have you been dreaming about me? You must have been the one who screamed," he replied coolly.

Rebecca slowly got to her feet, glaring at him. So, this was the man who killed those innocent cops in the forest just so he could escape. It irked Rebecca deeply. He was supposed to be a Marine…a protector of innocence and freedom. Why would he commit such a sin? What could he have done that was so bad that he got sentenced to death for?

"I'm officer Rebecca Chambers of the S.T.A.R.S Bravo Team. You are under arrest," she growled. She was proud that it came out sounding confident. She thought it would come out sounding like a mouse for a moment. He was an intimidating man.

He gave her a look. It was a mix between confusion, skepticism and sarcasm; all at once. She saw the corner of his lips twitch into a smile, and he snorted at her.

"S.T.A.R.S huh? Well, you have fun then."

Billy lowered his gun, turned and was starting down the hallway. Rebecca jumped after him, aggravated that he just left her like that. She glared at his retreating back.

"I said you are under arrest!" she barked.

He stopped and turned back towards. He chuckled at her, holding up his left arm and showing a pair of dangling handcuffs on his wrist. "No thanks, doll face. I have already worn handcuffs."

He started to turn and walk off, but Rebecca wasn't done yet. She gathered more courage to defy him. "I can shoot you, you know!"

Billy paused again. He looked over his shoulder at her, his smile that of an amused boy. With that, the ex-Marine turned and was out the door, back into the boxcar that held all of the walking dead passengers.

Rebecca just stood there, not knowing what to do. It was very apparent that Billy just stomped on her. She grumbled to herself, upset that she wasn't more forceful. She would have to follow him. It would probably be better to find her teammates first though.

Who are you kidding, Becca? Did you see him? He would have snapped you in half if you tried to arrest him. Grr…why do I have to be so small?

Defeated, she got the key from the trainman, and went to follow Billy out of this boxcar. Just as she was taking her second step, the window crashed right in front of her, and Rebecca saw Edward slumping to the floor. He moved himself to rest up against the wall, catching his breath. He was torn up and bloody. Rebecca was horrified.

"Edward!"

"Becca…be careful," he groaned. "There are zombies…and monsters in the forest. You need…to get out of here."

She kneeled down so she could examine his wounds. He only hit her away. Rebecca realized exactly how serious his wounds were, and she felt her heart crack.

"Edward!" she cried, but he had already slipped away.

Before she could mourn, another crash sounded. Rebecca leaped to her feet as she saw a massive, lithe animal land and spin around. It was a Doberman, and it snarled viciously at her. The dog wasn't normal; it looked exactly the same as the zombies from the front car. The dog attacked, lunging with fangs. Rebecca aimed just in time, shooting the beast in the head. She had to hurry up and find the others.

The first boxcar no longer had zombies in it. Apparently, Billy took it upon himself to end the monsters. Their carcasses were lying on the floor, twitching and bleeding. Rebecca wondered why she didn't hear the gunshots beforehand. She needed to stay more focused.

Her first thought was to leave the train and go find her teammates. Billy had to have either left the train or went across to the next boxcar. Out of curiosity, Rebecca went to the far boxcar door. It was locked, and the number matched the one on the tag she got off of the train employee.

Okay…so if this was already locked, then Billy had to have gone outside…unless this was unlocked and he went through and locked it behind him so I couldn't follow.

It had to have been the latter, she could feel it. Rebecca used the key to unlock the car, and she went through. This car was completely dark. The lights were no longer working, but Rebecca could see that the door to the next car ahead were still on. As she walked for it, her walky-talky went off.

"Reb…ca? Can you…ear me?"

Grabbing it upon recognizing Captain Enrico's voice, Rebecca put the gizmo up to her face. "Captain! Do you copy? Over?"

"Rebecca…lis…en carefully. I ha…obtained new infor…ation about our fri...nd Billy Coen. Be care…he has kill…d as many as 23 pe…ple. He won't hes…tate to kill you."

"Twenty-three people?!" Rebecca grunted, horrified.

"Rebecca? Over? Do you re…nd?"

She lost Enrico's signal. Her heart was pounding now. She knew that she needed to go back, but she couldn't just let Billy go free. Feeling a new resolve, Rebecca glared at the next car door, and went through it.

She found herself looking at stairs that went up to her left and level floor that went to her right. She tried the door to in front of her; it was locked. She heard the door behind her open, and she spun. Billy peered down at her curiously. He must have not been expecting to find her because he rolled his eyes and slightly smiled. He walked over to the stairs that led up, leaning on the railing on the first step up. He looked down at her, completely relaxed. This annoyed Rebecca. How could he be like this with zombies and dead people around?

"You again? What are you up to, doll face?"

"I'm here to arrest you! And it's Officer Rebecca Chambers to you!"

"Sure…okay, doll face," he chuckled, reaching down with his right hand to pinch her nose.

Rebecca was surprised by the action, and she growled loudly, pulling away and slapping at his arm that had already retreated. Rebecca wasn't about to give up. She glared up into his handsome, smiling face.

"I am an officer of the law. You have to do as I say!"

"Really? How old are you anyway? Twelve? Since when do they let kids into the law enforcement?"

"I'm not a kid!"

"Listen, little girl. This is a dangerous place. There are a lot of freaked out things on this train. Maybe you and I should stick together so we can help each other out?"

"I can take care of myself," Rebecca retorted. "I don't need your help."

Billy shrugged, stepping down from the steps as she came around to go upstairs. He went over to the door they just came from, leaning on its frame to block her from going back. He smiled somewhat at her, nodding towards the stairs.

"Alright, Miss Do It Yourself. Go on, then. I will wait here."

She gave him an evil glare before heading up the stairs. Billy was confusing her. He wasn't acting like a man who killed twenty-three people. Why would someone like that keep her alive? Why would someone like that offer to stay together? Sure he seemed like an arrogant ass, but there was something about him that made Rebecca ponder.

Oh, this is going to be so much fun! Next chapter is when they get handcuffed together, mwahahahaha!!! I am so evil! They are already getting along perfectly, aren't they? Hahaha! Go Billy/Rebecca forever! Lol! Hopefully I will have the next chapter up soon! Thank you for reading and reviewing!!! :D