Return of the living dead:Rebirth

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 7

Sunrise Company....

Josh was equipped with a plank board of wood now. He drubbed it in the middle of his palm. He looked at the two Jocks that stood near him in the hallway. They might decide to pull something so he has to watch himself. Tina was in a room sitting on a counter she had no choice but to look out the window since the sight of being stuck in a medical facility was tiring.

"You got a idea?" Josh asked Sonny.

"I don't know. Im just thinking about getting the hell out of here alive."

*Bam!* Loud banging noise followed by a crash of glass came from the back the otherway. They found a way to get in! Chandler trembled trying to move away from the open hall in the back.

The moans of dead corpses came their way. Chandler took off in the room where Tina was. Josh was speechless and so was the remaining guy.

"Aw, f*ck!"

They're coming. The zombies came closer to the two teens. The skin of the dead made it look as if they impetigo which was a rare skin disease. time to take action. Josh swung the 2x4 and hit one of the cannibalistic creatures in the side of the head cracking its skull. It fell to the ground twitching but it couldn't get up. Sonny was screwed. He didn't have nothing but bare fist.

A zombie came up to him with its mouth wide open ready to bite the hell out of his victim. Sonny took a straight punch to the beast mouth. The zombie head flung back like a boxing bag but it regained its posture and was determined to get to Sonny. Crack! It appears the zombie was cracked over the head by Joshua. A life saver.

Its getting wors now. More of these creatures are appearing out of the ground. The two teens headed into the same room Tina and Chandler were in and closed the door tightly. Lets hope they can hold this door.

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Factory...

Charles looked out the window as he had his hand in his pockets. Nothing entertaining As he shuffle through his pockets he finds out that his Ipod is missing.Dammit. He examines the crowd of walking corpses and sees his music device lying on the ground. In a instant a zombie picked it up and put it in its ear.

"Motor skills?" Charlie murmured.

The zombie had the ipod on. After that blood start gushing out of its ears.

"Oh okay we need some outside contact quick. Military!" Charles suggested.

Weasel looked up at the panicking teen."If we had a phone."

The two men turned their heads to Pamela.

"You got a cellphone?" Charles asked.

Pamela rolled her eyes and sighed."Here!" She handed him the phone.

Weasel stood up and stood besides Chuckie. He was browsing the phone.

"Call police and tell them to send a army!"

"Oh yeah? Well I think we need a better reception." Weasel said.

Charles eyes widen in surprise. Damn that means they'll have to move further from this sh*tty little factory. In the depths of hell. Weasel looked around and saw a ladder leading up to the roof top.

"Got a idea. Climb the ladder and make the call.As long as its outside."

"Wait what are you doin with my phone?" Pamela yelled standing up.

"We'll give it back." Charles said." And there is no f*cking way I'll be getting on that roof!"

Weasel grabbed Charles by his suspenders and pulled him towards the ladder. Its like the ladder to heaven accept the hells advesaries are looking up on you craving for a fresh soul.

"Im coming with you.Pamela stay here and don't move." Weasel demanded."If we get out alive Sonny will swear I did something to you."

Pamela nodded her head. She sat there and rested her hands on her blonde long hair.

Weasel being the leader? Something is wrong. Definately.Charles needs to watch his back other wise it'll end up missing.

Chapter 8.....Coming Soon.

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 8


The dark sky was filled with terrible moans and groans. Charles and Weasel were on the roof. They looked down to find themselves staring into the plae white eyes of death and hell. Lost souls that need human flesh to live. Charles clutched the phone tightly as sweat saturated his palms. He was nervous. The song "Synthenesia "By AFI was running through his head.

"C'mon jackhole make the f*cking call!" Weasel shouted.

"Ok!" Chucky pressed the buttons on the phone dialing 911.He put it close to his ear as the metal contacted his 14k earring on his right ear.

"Hello operator? I need to report that there is zombies after us. We're on a freaking roof. Can you send the police?"

The operator went into a intelligent tone."Sorry sir stop playing prank. I am about to hang up."

"Please don't-

The operator hung up.It appears that salvation is canceled and totally out of the question. Charles stands there with his back turned to weasel. *flick*. Small flick sound came from weasel. Once chucky heard it he slightly turned his head to see the guy approach him.

"What wrong?"

"Nothing." Weasel said softly. In a instant he jabbed a switchblade into Charles spine. His victim couldn't move. Blood spurted on the knife. The warm red liquid stained the fingertips of Weasels fingers. He then kicked charlie off the roof and onto the ground.

He looks down and stares at the handicapped Charles. He's dying. Charles started to move around alittle as blood covered his mouth due to him hitting his lips on the concrete ground. He moaned in pain. Suddenly the desciples of hell came rushing towards his body. They all jumped on him. Biting into his brown skin. Weasel commited Treason but theses guys were never friends in the first place.

Weasel rushes back into the factory.Where's Pamela?

He looks around to see her in a dark corner shaking and groaning. He produces his bloodstained blade again. He cautiuosly walks up to her. Until she rushes out of the shadow. Yeah this chick is a zombie. She tackles Weasel to the floor which caused him to lose his switchblade. They were wrestling. He couldn't find a way to get the girl off of him. She bites into his hand tearing off his thumb. He losses total control. Blood spews on his jacket. Pamela proceeds to bite into the skin of her victim. The neck, the right cheek finally he dies off blood lose.

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Sunrise company...


Chandler stares at the window and locks his brown eyes onto the van. The rest of the three survivors stay calm. Chandler reaches in his pocket to cool down his cold hands.

"The keys are in the van. Someone has to go and get them. Ride by the company and pick us up." he said.

Joshua sighed."That means someone would sacrifice their f*cking life and not get a damn grammy award!"

Chandler puts out his hands."Its true. We can pull this off. Those things are fast...We can out least loose them with transportation?"

Sonny is quiet as he holds his bloody knuckle. It looks like a punch to a zombie mouth feeled with jagged teeth was a bad idea.

Josh looks back at Chandler. "You know if you get bit by those things you get infected and be one of them. Im sure your aware of that."

Once Sonny heard that he put his hands behind his back. Sweat slid down his forehead. It looks like he has a fever. He's breathing hard. knowing the fact that he might become a mindless creature scared the hell out of him.

"You alright, Sonny?" Tina asked.

"Uh...Yeah....I am."

Chandler and Josh turn their attention to Sonny.

"Whats wrong with you, man?" Chandler said approaching him.

"Nothing..Stay away!" Sonny shouted as he frantically backed away into a corner of the room.

"F*cking paranoid or something!?" Josh said in a angry tone. "You scared as all hell!"

"Just don't wanna die thats all."

"Look lets flip a coin!" Chandler mentioned."Whoever loses has to go get the van started."

"Thats so f*cking childish." Josh replied.

"Well how else will we do this?" Chandler said. "So each of us will call heads or tails. Even you gorgeous." He said looking over at Tina.

Its like playing russian roulette with a mere coin.Who thought a coin can determine life or death? It might be a life saver..can it?

Chapter 9...Coming Soon.

[Rembrandt_Swan_Ajax4ever]

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