:P It's early. I love how there are more people out of the country that read this than in... Especially Indonesia…
If it were to say that the airport was crowded… I would be completely correct. Absolutely and completely correct. There were about twenty people (real people) we found. Now, no, I have yet to over dose on that Advil, but this is what happened:
"Which gate should we go to?" Kory asks standing next to me. We had broken into yet another airport control room, and I was going through the list of what gates had planes in them still.
"It looks like thirteen... That's odd." I look closer at the list. The last airport all of the flights had been canceled before the outbreak.
"What?" He asks.
"It shows there's still an outgoing flight. It's the only one in this entire system." I say thoughtfully.
"Maybe it's just a mistake." He shrugs.
"All flights public airports were shut down exactly fifteen hours before…" I thought of the burning building again. "Fifteen hours before anything even happened. The only way to get in and out was through the city, and that was hard enough."
"Again, maybe there was a mistake." But I'm still annoyed by Kory, so of course I'm not going to listen.
"It's not like we're short for time or anything, we could go check it out." I shrug.
Kory sighs in defeat, "Fine, whatever." I print out the list, and we head back to our little base.
"Move everything to gate 13, leave everything you don't need behind, and everything you do need, don't forget." Russia says once I handed her a copy of the list. After her little moment the other day on the bus, I trusted her to be able to move the group as a whole, so it was a little off my shoulders. Kory and I turn to walk to the gate that has an outgoing flight, when Reaver stops us.
"Where are you going?"
I look at the sheet, "Gate 25…"
"Why?" Why was everyone so nosey?
"There was something odd about it on the computer. That's all." I sigh.
"What kind of odd?" He asks.
"Like, flashing on the screen odd. Now either find out, or go away." I shake my head. Both were silent until we reached the last corner, good choice.
"Guys if anything's- Oh, my god." I whisper. There was a whole group… about twenty people or so. Impossible.
"Charlotte." Canada says. We both look at him and he's staring at a little girl sitting in the corner.
"You know her?" Kory's raising an eyebrow. He nods only half there.
"My little sister…" He makes his way over there before getting stopped by two big guys with zero big weapons. Oh god.
"I need to get through." Reaver said, harshly.
"No one gets through without an ID." The one says. I've taken down zombies bigger than him, pretty sure I could get through without some identification.
"That's my little sister." He tries to push past them, they don't budge. I sigh, this was pathetic.
"Excuse me." I push Reaver aside. I see that Charlotte is now looking back at us. "We need to see someone, so I strongly suggest you move out of my way, or you will be moved out of my way." Both men laugh. I shake my head, feeling sorry for them. I grab a pen in my pocket, no not a pen, but something like one… I click the button, curious what it did, or if it worked. A metal evolved from the pen, molding around my hand like a glove.
"Siiiiiiiiccckkkk." I smile at it, then turn to one of the guys and pick him up by his collar. "You will move." And I throw him across the room. "Do I really need to deal with you, too?" I ask the other one. He's already grabbed a katana (yes a katana, even funnier, he's Asian.) and tries slicing me in half. Well he fails cause I turn to the side, missing it. "Oh, I see how this is." As he swipes it again. "Tisk, tisk, you must really learn you're manners. I expect you to take me out to dinner or something before trying that." I hear both Kory and Reaver laugh before the two of them start fighting… again.
"Listen, tiny-"
"Speak for yourself Bruce Lee, where not judging by size here." I interrupt him. No one gets comebacks but me.
"Just go back to wherever you came." He shakes his head. I shrug, giving a look of defeat, and turn to walk away. Then, once I hear his sigh of relief, turn and claw his face. "I got the claw!" I laugh and kick him down, standing on his chest. "Now you really look like Bruce Lee." The clawing had left three big gashes going down the side of his face over his eye. I was jealous, it looked kind of cool.
"Reaver!" I yell trying to get him out of his little fight. "CANADA!" Oh, you know I mean business when I use real names. He looks up, seeing little Brucey on the ground.
"Charlotte!" He runs over to her. He barely gets a smile out of her. She was pretty scared. "Let's get out of here."
"You aren't going anywhere." Oh Christ what now? I turn to see this green eyed German (how do I know it's German, the accent) girl standing behind me.
"Excuse you, who do you think you are?" I'm going to be the most anti-social person ever after all this is over.
"That is nothing to you, you will leave the girl." She says, arms crossed.
"Uh no, we will not leave the girl." I say, copying her accent.
"I think that should really be up to her." The Asian guy says. That's right… I was still standing on him… huh. I shrug. The German girl turns to Charlotte. Another damn name without a state god dammit.
"I… want to go with you." She looks at me. Woot! I win!
"Fine. Where are you going, anyways?" She asks, a little nicer now.
"Germany." I say flatly. She gives me a look. "Well, we'll be seeing you all later. Sorry about our… disturbance." I see that the one guy I threw was still unconscious. I step off the Asian and turn to leave. As we're almost out of seeing distance (not really though) I hear, "Wait!"
"What?!" I ask, annoyed.
"I'll go with you." The German said.
"Thanks for asking so nicely." I say but let her come with. Not like I was going to say no, now.
Currently thinking of publishing this… nah. Oh well, hoped you enjoyed it, thanks for all the character submissions. Asian guy was my idea though. Just picture Bruce Lee. :D Until we meet again- Wait now I wanna do my announcer thing again:
THINGS AREN'T GOING SO SMOOTHELY FOR THE GANG, ANYMORE. WHAT WILL HAPPEN NOW THAT CHARLOTTE IS IN REAVER'S HANDS? IS MINNEAPOLIS JUST JEALOUS OF THE GERMAN GIRL… BECAUSE SHE'S GERMAN? WHO IS THE ASAIN? WHEN WILL RUSSIA EVER LEARN WHAT KARAOKE IS? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT… ZOMBIE. CANDY. CHAINSAW MASSACRE!
I really do enjoy doing that.
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