The Cheshire's Zombie Sniper (Older Version)

Murphy's Law

They drive down the road somewhere in South Park, Colorado.

Cheshire sits on the roof and stares at the road in front of them. Only this time, her mind isn't racing. Her mind is calm and collective.

She sighs and feels someone poke her side. She jumps and squeals. She already knows who it is because he's the only one who knows she's ticklish.

"Hello to you too." She giggles.

"What are you thinking about?" 10k asks.

"Nothing really. What about you?"

He shrugs. The car slows to a stop and they looks ahead to see a road block.

"I hate roadblocks." 10k moans.

"Me too."

They take a right onto a dried up golf course.

"I used to golf with my dad when he wasn't over seas." Cheshire admits.

"What was your dad?" He asks.

"A Soldier."

They stop in front of a small white bridge. They get out of the vehicle and Cheshire jumps off the roof.

"Would you stop doing that? You're gonna hurt yourself." 10k pleads worried.

"I'll be fine. Besides, gonna take more than a sprained ankle to stop this girl from moving forward." She chuckles.

They step onto the bridge and Doc jumps up and down on it.

"Looks pretty solid." Warren states.

"Hello, Delta-Xray. Citizen Z calling all cars, calling all cars." Citizen Z says.

"Delta-Xray back at you, this is Warren."

"May I speak to Naya?"

She rolls her eyes. "Sure."

She hands the walkie to Cheshire and she sighs.

"Hello CZ, this is Naya. Have you heard anything from Mack or Addy?"

"No, nothing yet. Maybe they're just of the grid and can't make contact."

"Maybe."

"How's Murphy?"

Murphy snatches the radio from Cheshire.

"Murphy is pissed. Where the hell is that lab you keep talking about?" Murphy shouts. "And have you found that witch doctor that almost killed me? Doctor Merch."

"I'm still working on that."

"And you call yourself the NSA? Quit looking at porn and find that quack. We got business to settle."

Murphy walks away just as dozens of Z's appear out of nowhere behind them!

"We got company." Cheshire laughs.

"I got the one on the right." Warren informs aiming her gun at the country club Z.

10k shoots a couple Z's and adds to his count. "2,455."

"I'm out of ammo!" Warren shouts.

"Me too." 10k informs.

"Same!" Cheshire grabs a driver from next to 10k and gets in position.

"Four!" She shouts and whacks the Z in the head with it. She hits another one and it snaps in half! "God dammit!"

"Let's run for the clubhouse!"

Everyone make a run for the clubhouse with the Z's trailing behind them. They enter the clubhouse and Warren locks the doors.

"Where's Murphy?" 10k asks.