Creativities Dead End (Book 1, Series 1) (Zombie Apocalypse Au)

17

"Virtual- are you alright?"

Spot walked up to Virtual who was sitting beside the water bank.

"I dunno- cutting off your friend's arm doesn't make you feel okay... but knowing you had to does... its complicated-" Virtual explained.

Spot slowly sat next to her and they were quiet.

The small noise from the water and wind was almost deafening.

"I'm sorry you had to do that."

"Why did we let him go-"

"Robin? Well-"

Virtual looked at Spot, "We could have all taken him. He knows where our location is now-"

Spot nodded, "Yeah but If we had chosen to fight he would have never left-"

"At this point, if I ever see him I'm going to put my hands around his neck and strangle him." Virtual stated before looking over at Spot who seemed a little worried. "Heh- just kidding-"

Virtual was not kidding...

"Look- I understand the frustration of Robin and not getting the revenge you wanted but he's gone and that's good. And we are all safe. That's also good." Spot sighed.

"I know- I just wish I could have scratched his car more-"

The two burst into laughter.

---

El and JJ quietly crept through town in pursuit of supplies. They kept close to each other and had each other's backs. It had been unusually quiet.

"We should be getting back to camp by now-" JJ mumbled.

"Well, we don't have anything-" El stated

"Yeah but it's cold-" JJ argued

"That's why we are out here! We are trying to find more warm thi-"

A sudden gunshot rang out and El screamed in pain as he tumbled to the ground. JJ rushed to his side.

"What happened!?"

"My leg- I've been shot!"

JJ looked down to see the blood rushing and he panicked slightly. JJ quickly grabbed a cloth that was wrapped around El's wrist and applied pressure on the wound.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! We thought he was the scary man!" A voice yelled out, it sounded female. JJ and El turned to several people who looked like they had been running for their lives.

"Sorry- I really didn't mean to hit..." A tall African American male responded. He had long dreads and was covered almost head to toes in black apparel besides a bandana with the Haitian Flag on it.

"El-" JJ replied angrily

"Yeah- I'm sorry-" He mumbled as he looked down. "I'm just kinda protecting these two and I panicked"

"Can we help you?" Another person spoke up. She had a grey hoodie and blue jeans with a yellow messenger bag. She held a katana in her hand.

"I need to get El to our camp-"

"Hey we have a van! Let us help you!" A smaller male spoke up. He had pink hair and seemed to be wearing fake ears and a tail.

After they got El to the van and started rushing him back to camp, JJ finally started to ask names.

"Im Lockhart." The tall male stated as he drove.

"Im Alyssa Graves." The female replied

"Im Alec" the pink haired male responded

"Oh- Um- I'm JJ and this is El." JJ sighed. El was trying to stay awake. His head was spinning and voices became muffled.

And then I was almost like everything disappeared.

---

"Ezmeralda! Get back on the damn cot! I have to clean your wound!" Oliver yelled as he chased her around the cabin.

Ezmeralda hissed, "Don't touch me! I don't want anyone touching me!" She exclaimed as she backed herself into a corner and hid her wound. Just looking at her made Oliver's blood boil.

She had scars and bruises all over and now she wouldn't allow anyone to touch her.

"Stop acting like a child!"

"I'm not acting like a child!"

"Yes you are!"

Ezmeralda shook her head before grabbing a blanket and hiding her torso. (She doesn't have a shirt on and this is a medical environment and this should not be taken in a pervy way because it's not. Her shirt had literally been soaked in blood and was dirty so it had to be trashed. If you comment about this I will throw you into the river.)

"Ezmeralda- listen, I need to clean your wound. It's probably what's been making you throw up." Oliver stated calmly.

"You- how does that even work! How does a wound cause me to throw up before I had even got it!?" Ezmeralda argued.

"Whatever! I need to clean your arm!" Oliver yelled.

"Jokes on you! I don't have an arm!"

"How is that on me!?"

They bickered back and forth before the door busted open.

"Oliver! Hulu! El's been shot!" JJ yelled as he carried in El. Oliver quickly led JJ to the examination table.

Ezmeralda quickly hid herself and listened to what was going on.

"These kids shot him while running from a scary man in the city. They won't give me any details besides that he was tall-" JJ told Oliver.

Oliver hesitated, "Okay- I have El, go make our new friends comfortable-"

As JJ ran out, Oliver had a thought. 'Is it him?'

Him.

Oliver patched El up before moving him to a cot.

If he showed up, they could all die. At least he didn't have anyone with him according to those kids. Just him. We could take him... right?... whatever. At least we got rid of one problem, Robin. And Robin left on his own free will. Though I'd rather he had been killed-

Oh my gosh I hope Robin and -

"Oliver-"

He snapped out of his thoughts to look at Ezmeralda. She had unhid herself and looked at him. "You can clean my wound-"

"What changed your mind?" Oliver asked before turning to grab cleaning supplies.

"Because I'm gonna throw up and you might wanna do it when I'm distracted-" Oliver gasped and grabbed the bucket and handed it to Ezmeralda.

Ezmeralda gagged before throwing up. Oliver quickly took off her bandages while trying not to gag himself. Luckily she was a quiet puker.

He cleaned the wound quickly and wrapped it back up. Ezmeralda continued to keep her head in the bucket and try to regain posture.

"Ezmeralda, I'm really worried about you? What's going on?" Oliver sighed.

"I don't know! I've just been throwing up for the past three days with no warning!" Ezmeralda huffed. "It's so gross-"

"Okay well do you feel sick?"

"Yes"

"Like how?"

Ezmeralda sighed, "I have like- nausea and headaches and I'm just tired-"

"And you're moody too-" Oliver muttered

"WHAT WAS THAT!?"

"Ah! Nothing!"

"Anyway- it's probably from stress... it happens-"

Oliver looked at Ezmeralda and sighed,

"Yeah- sure it does-"