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Meeting Emma Jaunt
As the boys headed through the hills of L.A, memories of what they saw several minutes ago were still fresh in their minds. Just yesterday they were having the time of their young lives; next day they're running for their young lives from a horde of the walking dead.
"Dude! What is going on here?!" asked Kyle.
"I don't know, Kyle!" said Stan. "Let's just keep moving!" As they continued on, they see smoke coming from over the hill in front of them.
"What's that smoke, you guys?" asked Kenny.
"Don't know, dude." said Stan. They soon reach the top of the hill and see the wreckage of the plane they saw go down.
"Whoa!" said Kyle.
"What do we do now?" asked Kenny. Stan looks behind them and sees that zombies were still following them.
"We can't stay here or go back the way we came." said Stan. "We have to try and get through this mess." Kyle looks back and sees the zombies still coming for them.
"I don't think we have any other choice." said Kyle. The boys started to navigate their way through the burning wreckage, with Stan leading the way. When they get to the top of some wreckage, Stan sees a flare being shot from somewhere not that far from where they are.
"I think there's some survivors, guys." said Stan.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" asked Kenny as he and the others continue to traverse the plane wreckage. As they do, Stan sees a small tunnel that's being blocked by a wooden crate. He tries to move it out of the way so he and his friends can get through, but he couldn't really move it.
"C'mere and help me move this thing." said Stan. Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman went over and tried to help move the crate; but even with their help, the crate wouldn't budge.
"So, what now?" asked Kyle.
"Should we try breaking it with something?" asked Kenny. Stan looks around and sees a long, sharp, piece of metal that was almost like a machete, sticking out of some wreckage. He grabs it and pulls it out. Kyle looks behind them and sees some zombies crawling towards them.
"Hurry up and break the damn box, dude!" said Kyle. Stan quickly turns around and hacks away at the crate, and after a couple of swings from the makeshift machete, the crate breaks apart.
"Sweet! Now let's get the %&$# out of here!" said Cartman. They all crawled through the small tunnel and out the other side. They then make their way through the inside of a part of the passenger section of the airplane. As they near the other side of it, a door to a lavatory opens up suddenly. Inside it was a blood-covered corpse, along with blood-covered walls.
"Dude! This is SERIOUSLY &^$ )* UP!" exclaimed Kyle.
"I may have to take a shit, but not badly enough to do it in here!" said Cartman.
"Let's just keep going, dudes." said Stan. They leave the inside of the part of the plane they were in and soon reach one of the plane's engines that looked like it was still functioning.
"Maybe we can put the plane back together and fly out of here?" suggested Cartman.
"Sure, Cartman. Between the four of us and our talent with airplane repair, we can finish when Hell freezes over!" said Kyle.
"Shut up, Kyle!" said Cartman.
"Quiet, dudes!" said Stan. All of a sudden, the plane engine overheats and explodes, knocking the boys off their feet.
"Damn, dudes!" said Kyle. Stan looks and sees fire blocking their path.
"So, what now?" asked Kenny. Stan looks around and sees another path nearby.
"Let's just go around it." said Stan. The boys make their way around the fire and find a fairly clear path. They go through it and eventually reach a clearing where they stopped to rest. While they rested, Stan was looking at his makeshift machete.
"Why are you still carrying that, dude?" asked Kyle.
"If we're gonna travel through a zombie wasteland, we should at least be armed." said Stan.
"Maybe we should find weapons also?" suggested Kenny.
"Good call, dude." said Kyle. Just then, they see another flare being shot up just from the other side of the rear of the plane that crashed.
"We're almost there, guys." said Stan. Just then, they hear voices.
"Will you stop firing those bloody flares!" yelled a female voice.
"What?!" yelled a male voice.
"Stop firing those flares!" yelled the female voice.
"We've only got a few flares left, we should save them!" yelled the male voice. The boys climbed onboard the rear of the plane. As they walked up an aisle, an overhead compartment opens up and a suitcase drops to the floor.
"What was that?" asked the female voice.
"There's something in the plane...stay back." said another male voice. The boys see a door and walk towards it. As they did, Kyle sees a first aid kit on the wall and grabs it.
"What are you doing, Kyle?" asked Kenny.
"First aid kit. We might need it." said Kyle.
"Good thinking." said Stan. The boys reach the door. Kenny jumps up and grabs the handle of the door and pulls it down. As he's holding the lever down, Cartman pushes the door open. When he opens a door, a man runs at the boys with a pipe.
"Hey, hey, we're not zombies!" yelled Stan.
"Yeah, get away from us with that pipe or I'll kick you in the nuts!" exclaimed Cartman.
"Are all of you, okay?" asked Kyle.
"Uh, just a few bruises." replied the man. "Think we got lucky. I'm Michael."
"Stan." said Stan.
"Kyle." said Kyle.
"Eric." said Cartman.
"Kenny." said Kenny.
"Well, this is f &*^%# tremendous!" exclaimed a woman nearby before she begins sobbing. The man now identified as Michael drops the pipe and runs over to the woman.
"Emma, darling, I am so sorry about Robert." said Michael.
"Why? I mean, this is all his fault, the selfish wanker!" exclaimed the woman. She turned towards Michael. "Will you stop standing there and find me some f#%$#& shoes?!" Kyle sees another man nearby with blood coming out of his ears and walks over to him and tugs his pant leg, getting the man's attention.
"Dude, you got some blood coming out of your ears." said Kyle.
"What?! I can't hear you!" said the man. "I got blood coming out of my ears! My name's Ronnie by the way!"
"Never mind!" said Kyle and he walks back to his friends. The woman walks over to the boys.
"Well, what are we going to do?" asked the woman.
"How the hell should we know?" asked Cartman. Michael runs to the woman and gives her a pair of high heeled shoes. The woman takes them, turns around and bends down to put them on. Michael walks to the boys.
"People, this is Emma Jaunt." said Michael. Kenny looks at Emma's rear. Michael saw what Kenny was looking at and steps in front of him, blocking Kenny's view. "You're too young to look at that, little boy."
"F$%# you." said Kenny as he gives Michael the finger.
"Anyway, we need to get her home to safety." said Michael. Just then, they hear some groaning coming from under some nearby debris. Cautiously, Stan and his friends slowly approach it and move it, revealing a man who looked like he had some internal bleeding going on, along with a piece of wreckage pinning his legs.
"Dude! Are you okay?!" asked Kyle.
"Does he look okay?" asked Cartman.
"My...my wife." said the man as he looks towards some more debris. Stan and his friends walk over to it and move it out of the way, revealing a woman who appeared to be in critical condition.
"She doesn't look so good." said Kyle. Not knowing what to do, Stan walks back over to the man and tries lifting the wreckage off his legs; but to no surprise, he couldn't move it by himself.
"How about a little help here, you guys?" asked Stan. His friends, Michael, and Ronnie walk over to where Stan was and grab the wreckage.
"On three; one...two...lift!" said Kyle as he and the others tried to lift the wreckage; but with their combined strength, they couldn't lift it high enough to free the trapped man.
"Damn it!" said Stan.
"Come on, Cartman; you can haul your own fat ass around, but you can't lift this thing?!" asked Kyle.
"&%$# you, Kyle!" said Cartman.
"So, what now?" asked Stan. They suddenly hear some roaring from nearby.
"Sounds like those things are getting closer." said Michael. "We need to go." Stan looks back at the trapped man, and injured woman.
"What about them?" asked Stan.
"Perhaps we should stay?" suggested Emma.
"Darling, the world needs you." said Michael. "These kids will protect them."
"What?!" said the boys.
"But they're just kids!" said Emma.
"Yeah, dickhole! We're just kids!" said Cartman.
"Well, you certainly don't talk like kids, that's for sure." said Michael. Cartman responds by giving him the finger. More roaring, closer than last time, makes Michael start pulling Emma down a nearby path.
"Michael!" yells Emma. She then looks back at the boys. "I'm sorry, boys! If you manage to get out of this alive, my address is 66 Alpine Drive; head there if you need a safe place to stay."
"Don't worry, kids! I'll call the army, send help! Go!" says Michael. He and Emma continue down the path with Ronnie following after them.
"Hey! Are you Emma Jaunt?!" asked Ronnie. The boys watch them leave with shock on their faces.
"Michael is such an asshole!" said Cartman.
End of Chapter 3