Hungry For Fame

Chapter 8: A New Survivor

-=AwesomeApeX's POV=-

I hopped into the back of the army truck as Michael and Fox followed behind. Kyle smiled as we came in. My thought, was that they were inviting us into our group. I sat on the leather seat across from Fox. Michael sat beside me. Toby backed up and drove anyway down the runway.

-=30 Minutes Later=-

We left the airport and saw civilization destroyed. Most likely not returning. Blood was smeared everywhere. People were split apart. Some still conscious. We drove down the street watching in horror as the people of LA were begin ripped apart. "We need to find shelter." Someone peeped up, making us jump. It was Toby. "Good idea. It's becoming dark out." Michael said.

-=45 Minutes Later=-

We finally got out of downtown LA. We headed toward the residential area. We silently drove up a back street as some cars and drove past away from the crowd. The horror. We turned right and saw a bar at the corner of the street. "Hey, over there on the corner. There's a bar." Toby says pointing a brown brick building. "Yeah, let's stay there for now." Kyle said. We parked in the lot beside the building. We got out, checking our surroundings, to see if anyone was trying to sneak up on us. We walked up to the bar door and turned the golden handle. But it didn't budge. "Damn. Looks like we have to find another way in." Toby said. "Alright, let's look around. Michael, you go with FOX. ApeX, you come with Kyle and I." "Ok, be safe. If anything goes wrong, scream and we'll do our best to find and help you." I say. "We're just splitting up for like 20 minutes, not even." FOX says. "I know but who the hell knows what can happen now. Death is around every corner." I tell him. "I know, but we'll be fine." "Ok, see you in a bit." I say as I go with Toby and Kyle. We walked along the brick wall of the bar trying not to get noticed by anything. I peeked in the window but saw nothing but darkness. "ApeX, come on!" Kyle quietly yells from the the end of the wall. I looked quickly a second time then got to Kyle and Toby. We were about to turn the corner, preparing for anything on the other side. Toby got ready to jump and attack anything in his way when...

-=Tobuscus' POV=-

I turned the corner and saw a zombie. I charged at it with my screwdriver I found in the army truck, and

"NOOOOO!!!" A voice called out.

I hesitated and saw that the figure wasn't a zombie.

"PLEASE DON'T!!!!!" The screechy voice said.

His hands in front of me, signaling 'don't hurt me.'

"Who are you?!" I asked with a firm voice.

"My name is Nathan." The cracky voice said.

"I'm Toby. You know. Tobuscus." I tell him, expecting him to recognize me.

"Who? No, sorry. I don't know who you are." Nathan tells me giving him a disappointed look.

"Aww." I whine. Just then, Michael and Fox turn the corner, gasping for air.

"What happened?!?!" Michael asks. "Is everyone all right?!?!"

"Yeah, we are fine." I tell him.

"Who is that?" Michael asks.

"This is Nathan. We just met him. That's why he screamed, I thought he was one of those things.

"Umm ... Uhh, Toby. Can I talk to you? In private." Michael asks giving a firm look at Nathan.

"Uhh ... Sure." I say as he takes me off aside.

"Are you sure we can trust that guy. That's some guy we just met and you are already inviting him into our group!" Michael tells me.

"What's so bad about that?" I ask.

"What's so bad!?!? What's so bad!!!!! If you keep inviting random people into our group, we are all gonna get killed!" Michael's voice turning into a yell now.

To prove my point I start shouting as well.

"Well I invited you and those two kids!" I yell and point to ApeX and Fox standing by the back door of the bar, trying to get it open.

"If it wasn't for me, you and those kids would probably be dead by now! So, don't disrespect me or I can abandon you right now and leave you three to die!!!!!!" I scream. I look at ApeX and Fox and saw the fear in their eyes.

"I'm ... I'm ... I'm sorry. I ... I didn't mean it. I." I sigh knowing that I effed up.

-=AwesomeApeX's POV=-

I stand there. Shocked. My arms become heavy, scared of what Toby might do. 'Toby is a very different person off camera,' I think to myself. Blocking out the words Toby said ringing though, I say, "If you two idiots are done bitching, you are welcome to come in. Barely." I say as I walk into the bar.