Zombiestuck

Chapters 1-4

ZombieStuck AU

By VideoGameObsesser 

Chapter 1

As the elavator decended, the man shuffled his feet and stared nerviously at the floor counter just above his head. This was what he wanted. Five years of working, and he was finally there. He just had to meet his new partner for the research project. The elavator pinged, indicating that he had reached the lower section of the building. The heavy door opened to a hallway with one door at the end. His footsteps echoed on the empty space until he reached the entrace to the lab. He slid his card into the I.D lock, and breathed in relief when it opened, even though he knew it would work. He stepped into the room, and saw a figure hunched over a computer, typing halfheartedly.

"Hello?" the man said.

The figure stopped, and spun around. He was skinny and unusually pale, like he had never seen the sun and never had the desire to. On top of his face sat old-fashioned 3D glasses, the kind that the first programmers used.

"What do you want? I'm busy," he huffed, like a cocky nine-year old would say to his mother when she interupted his game time.

The man straightened up and said, "I was looking for the scientist in charge of this labrotory. I'm his new assistant."

The programmer looked up in obvious amusement. "You're the new person I get to take care of? Fantastic." He spun back around and resumed typing on his computer. "Don't bug me."

The man stood there, openmouthed. "Excuse me, you are the person in charge of this project?"

"Yep."

"How?"

The typing stopped again. "Because I'm the only one who can do this shit. Don't try to annoy me smartass, or I'll send you back up to whatever slum you came from.

The man looked down at the clipboard he was carrying. "Sorry, sir."

The typing resumed. "Better. What's your name, smartass?"

The man looked up and straighted his glasses. "I'm Eridan."

"Well, Eridan, I'm Sollux, go put your junk over there and make some coffee.

Chapter 2

It was 2 in the morning, and he was pissed. His gaming posse had left him, one saying he needed to babysit a newbie, and the other one had said something bad had happened at his house. He probably didn't even need to get off, but wanted to pull a lame-ass prank. It happened a lot. But the worst thing was he had ran out of apple juice, and he wanted more. To get more he would have to go to the kitchen, and that risked waking up his bro. If he even slept. Oh well. Apple juice was apple juice and it was deserving of possible bro waking.

He stepped softly out of his room and down the hallway. He heard shuffling in the kitchen, but the light wasn't on. His bro must be planning ahead and setting up to ambush him in the morning. No go bro, I'm getting you this time. He crept up to the kitchen and ducked under the table. His bro had his back to him.

"Got ya bitch!" he screamed, violently tackling the figure. They both fell to the floor. He got up.

"I win this time." His bro didn't get up, but rather started to crawl torwards him, and a low grumble came from his throat. "Shit, dude, you ok?"

This wasn't normal. He went over to the light switch and turned it on, instantly wishing he hadn't. There was a body in the room, with a slash through the face. It had a bit of flesh and bro's sleeve in her mouth. His bro's katana lay blood-stained on the floor. His bro had a bitemark on his shoulder, along with scratches on his back. He wasn't right, he didn't look consious. His eyes were empty.