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Chapter 2

For the next half an hour Rocky and Ross sat around, watching out in case any zombies managed to find a way into the warehouse whilst Will laid behind them groaning in pain and trying his best to convince Ross and Rocky to shoot him in the head to end the pain he was in. Of course Rocky was having none of it, obviously, and Ross stood there watching as Rocky kept protesting.

Ross wanted someone to put an end to Will's suffering, but he didn't want to be the one to shoot him or do it. He didn't have the confidence too. Rocky did. That's why Will was asking for Rocky to do it because he knew Ross wouldn't have the guts or confidence to.

It was during the night, and considering they didn't have anything to tell the time anymore, they guessed it was getting on nearly 4:30 a.m. seen as though when they peaked outside they could see the sun rising. Ross and Rocky kept switching during the night to keep a look out for zombies so they got sleep and had enough energy to go and do the thing Will wanted them to do in Utah.

Ross knew that Rocky was going to want to take Will with them, but Ross knew they couldn't. They either had to leave him behind or do what Will wanted in the first place. Kill him. And Will is going to die anyway. He'd been attacked by a zombie so it is only a matter of time before he dies or turns into one.

Rocky was sleeping on the floor about a metre away from where Ross sat against a container in the warehouse holding a gun and resting it on top of his lap. Will stirred in his sleep every now and then, which made Ross think he was going to be waking up some time soon. If Will wakes up and see's Rocky asleep and Ross awake, Will will probably ask Ross to shoot him seen as though Rocky is asleep and can't do anything.

"You look troubled." a voice said.

Ross looked in the direction of the voice where he saw Will's eyes half open, looking paler than ever and only just managing to be able to string a sentence together. He smirked a little also. Ross let out a small laugh and looked down. "I um... I was thinking that me and Rocky maybe should get going soon," Ross said nervously, avoiding eye contact with him "it's over an eight hour car drive to the base... that's if we find a car. And if we don't... that's eight days."

Will nodded, as best as he could "Taking it Rocky's asleep?" Will asked, turning his head a little to find Rocky on the floor with his back facing Will. Ross nodded. Will sighed, attempting to sit up again and this time succeeding without any help from Ross who went to go get up to help him, but sat back when he saw he did it himself "God, how I am going to miss his little stubborn ass."

Ross laughed "Don't worry, I'm sure when you're in the after life there will be someone there to take his place."

Will shrugged "Who knows? Maybe I'll go to my happy place and he will be there. But... then it won't be so happy."

Both guys laughed, which soon sobered up. Ross sighed "I could do it... you know... whilst Rocky's asleep," Ross said, suddenly blurting out his thoughts about putting Will out of his misery "and if he asks questions... I could say you turned so I shot you before you attacked me."

"Lying to Rocky, huh?" Will asked, seeming impressed "I didn't know you had it in you, Shor."

Ross rolled his eyes playfully. When Ross first started at the base back in Utah, for the whole time Will would always call him by his middle name. Apparently he found it better than calling him "Ross" for some reason. Ross thought that Will had finally grown out of calling by his middle name. He hadn't called him by it in so long.

"You're one to talk Gramps, you're the one who wants me to shoot you." Ross always called Will 'Gramps' due to the fact his hair was a white/silvery colour and in return Will would call Ross by Shor. Even though Will called Ross 'Shor' first. Ross only managed to come up with Gramps after about two months of being at the base.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Ross sighed, giving Will sad eyes and looking down. Slowly, Ross stood up and made his way over to Will where he knelt down next to him. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" Ross asked "I mean... if I aim in the wrong place it could hurt a hell of a lot..."

Will laughed again "Then at least I'll have another one of your idiotic moments to go with me as I die." He said, making Ross let out a small laugh. Oh how Ross had many, many idiotic moments. There were too many to list, and even though sometimes he put them all in danger they were funny and Will loved them.

Like the time Ross nearly set off a nuclear bomb.

Hilarious, but very scary.

He could have blown up the whole of Utah and contaminated half of America with radiation.

There were more but that was definitely at the top of the list, next to the time they had Ross on look out at night time outside the Utah base and it was as dark as night. They got Rocky to scare him and he shot him in the leg. Rocky wasn't very happy about that but saw the funny side to it after he found out he didn't need his leg amputated.

Will put his hand on top of Ross's which was resting on Will's shoulder, he patted Ross's hand as strong as he could "Make me proud kid, the both of you," He said with a small smile "go save the world before it's too late. No matter what option you pick... even if it is that option... it still saves us all and puts an end to the suffering."

Ross nodded "We'll do our best," he put the gun comfortably in his hand, he put the gun to Will's head and pulled back the hammer. He smiled at Will, with tears forming in his eyes as well as letting one slip down his face "Goodbye, Will." he said his voice trembling and Will nodded.

As Ross went to pull the trigger, something stopped him.

"Ross! What are you doing?!"

Ross turned his head to see Rocky awake and before he could get a word in to say anything to Rocky, Rocky had jumped up and pulled the gun out of his hand "I thought I said no!"

"Rocky, c'mon, he's in pain, he's going to die anyway," Ross said, trying to sound convincing but something kept on telling him that the tears in his eyes weren't convincing him "how would you rather him die? Alone when we leave to go back to Utah? Turn into a zombie where he'll be killed by somebody else? Painfully and slowly? Or would you rather have him be with someone he knows when he dies and die quickly and painlessly? Cause I'm pretty damn sure which option I'd rather have!"

Rocky sighed, loosening his shoulders and looking down at Ross "You're right... I know which option I'd rather have too," Rocky let out a small laugh when he thought about something "them options kind of resemble the ones we have about saving the world," Rocky sighed, playing with his tongue in his mouth "I'll do it." Rocky said, moving over to where Ross was.

Ross crawled out of the way and knelt where Will's feet were. "Look at that," Will scoffed "I never thought I'd see the day one of us would breakthrough your stubbornness, Rocky."

Rocky raised his eye brows at Will "Really? You're dying, slash about to die, and you're making jokes?" Rocky asked, even though he knew in these types of situations the best thing to do was joke really.

Will nodded "It's how I get through a lot really. It's how I've managed to stay sane and alive through this past year without breaking," he smiled. The smile soon faded when he thought about something "Or like when Ross was pretty much dead, but he pulled through when we least expected it, didn't he?" He asked.

Rocky nodded, not really wanting to think about that again. That day, well week, was horrible and Rocky couldn't help but think about how that was his fault that happened.

Ross smiled smally, looking down to the floor when he thought he caught someone moving out of the corner of his eye. But when he looked he saw nobody there. He shook his head, thinking he was hallucinating and returning his gaze back to Will and Rocky. Still being unsure.

"And that's what you two are going to do," Will said. He looked between both Ross and Rocky who looked like they were about to break down "oh, now stop being a pair of pussies and man up," he said, causing them both to laugh "the quicker you get this done. The quicker you can get out there and save us all."

Rocky nodded "Right," he said pointing the gun to Will's head, he took a deep breath to try calm himself down "thanks for everything you've done for us Will, we really appreciate it."

Will nodded, smiling slightly "It's been a pleasure," Will said, sounding more happy and content then he ever had done in his entire life "now go get out there and be hero's."

Ross shut his eyes and turned his head away, hearing the click of the hammer and before he knew it he heard Rocky pull the trigger and the sound of a body hitting the floor.

After laying Will's dead body down on the floor and covering him up with a blanket in the warehouse, Ross and Rocky got everything together and started to make their way away from the warehouse.

It had just gone 5 a.m., which meant it should give them both a chance to get at least half way out of the LA before any zombies make an appearance. Zombies are never around at this time, it was weird. It was like they still had some humanly features to them when you put aside them wanting to kill you and looking like dead corpses, which they were.

As they walked across the small field, Ross kept taking glances back behind him where he kept getting the feeling that they were being followed. Though, he always had that feeling due to the fact of hundreds, thousands or better yet millions of zombies being around.

But this was something different.

Ross slowly turned his head back in front of him.

"Do you think we'll do it?" Ross asked, breaking the silence between him and Rocky. "Save everyone."

Rocky shrugged "Only one way to find out," Rocky said, sounding fed up "I know for a fact the cure option is out of it. There's no way we're getting that cure spread around the whole world. So it's either the other two options or... we find another way."

Ross scoffed "Like what? No matter which option we pick out of them two, we're going to suffer either way."

Rocky shook his head "Not necessarily," Rocky protested "one of the options won't be so bad, because there's only two of us. And as long as the two of us stick together we won't suffer as much as we would if we had other people with us that were important, and it's not like if we do meet other people they'll become that important to us, is it? Plus... the other option... we don't even feel it. Nobody will."

Ross sighed "So... what you're saying is no mater what option we pick, there's going to be no happy ending for us."

"Basically."

Ross nodded, swallowing hard. This only made him feel less happy about saving everyone, especially if there were no happy endings.

Rocky twisted and turned his head slowly, looking around incase there were any zombies that they hadn't noticed followed. They were still clear. That was when his eyes landed on something across the field on the other side of the road. He elbowed Ross in the side "Ross," Rocky said "do you think we should go find some food? I'm kind of hungry and we're going to need some if we end up walking."

Ross was confused at how he and Rocky were going to get enough food to last them till they got to Utah, whether if it was a car journey or walking. He looked in Rocky's direction to where they saw a store sticking out to them, of course surrounded by other beaten up stores and crashed, abandoned cars. This store had the windows either smashed or cracked, and it was also dirty.

Ross nodded "Food's good for me."

The two boys immediately started running through the long grass and towards the shop, still keeping an eye out incase they were being followed.

It didn't take them long to reach where the store was, they ran across the road and over in front of it. Just by looking through the smashed window they could tell it was a mess, but it still looked like it had a good amount of food and drink in there untouched at least. Rocky walked up to the door and gently pushed it open "Hello?" Rocky called, in case of anyone being in there "is anybody in here?"

No answer.

Rocky signaled for Ross to come in and he did. "Grab and fit as much as you can into your bag and I'll do the same." Rocky said, taking another gun out of his backpack and handing it to Ross for something to defend himself with incase something jumped out at him.

Ross took the gun and started to make his way around the store slowly and quietly, stepping on the shards of glass from the broken window. His eyes landed on a door at the back that was wide open and looked like they had a million boxes in it "Hey Rocky, I'm going into the back, I'll be back in a couple seconds." Ross said, quickly running over.

Rocky watched as Ross ran into it, keeping on twisting and turning his head. He had already began to start putting stuff into his bag.

In the back it appeared to Ross that someone use to hide out hear judging by the old sleeping bag and empty packets of food and drink. He couldn't blame them either, there was plenty of food in here. The boxes of drinks, sweets and crisps supported that evidence for Ross. No doubt they were old and gone off, but food is food and the only thing Ross has been eating this past year was a dead animal they shot and ran over by accident. So surely Ross could be excused for this.

Rocky was almost done putting stuff into his bag when he heard the door opening.

He immediately stood up and pulled the hammer back, aiming it towards the door where nobody was. He frowned in confusion and slowly made his way towards the door, looking left and right incase something jumped out at him.

When he reached the door, he put his door on the handle and swung it open a couple times guessing it was just the wind. He shut the door and turned around.

Rocky walked past the till, but before he even got the chance to pass it he felt something get smashed over his head by someone and the next thing he knew he was on the floor. He rolled onto his back and looked up, seeing his version was very blurry. All he saw was a blonde head in front of him, looking down on him and he knew for a fact it wasn't Ross because it was a girl. All Rocky managed to get out was a grumble because the blonde, whoever she was, bent down and punched him in the face which made him black out completely.

Ross continued to search through the boxes of food and drink that were in through the back when a box accidentally fell from the shelf. He sighed and went to go pick it up when he saw a desk that was also placed in the room at the end of it. He walked over to it where he saw a picture on it.

Ross picked up the picture where he saw a blonde haired girl on it with brown eyes, he wasn't gonna lie she looked like Rocky a little and that was scary. He shook his head, looking at the other girl on the picture who had brown hair and brown eyes. By the looks of it, these two girls obviously were good friends or sisters or related. Or possibly more.

Ross shook his head, there goes his perverted boy mind which he thought he lost a very long time ago.

Ross turned over the picture where it had writing on it.

Rydel & Maia

Underneath the two girls names, it had a love heart underneath it. Ross thought nothing more of it, girls normally draw love hearts underneath their name and their best friends so it was nothing unusual.

He tossed the picture back down on the desk when he saw a piece of paper with the picture. He picked up the paper and read the writing on it.

Turn around

Ross slowly turned around, feeling slightly nervous where he came face to face with the butt of a gun which smacked him in the head by whoever had hold of it. He fell to the floor and the last thing he saw were the boots of whoever hit him.

I think you can all pretty much guess who it was who knocked Ross and Rocky out, huh? :''')

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