Zombies... Academy Style

Chapter Three

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Sorry if there are any mistakes in this. Will come back to it late to proof read, just wanted to get something out there for you.

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Gabriel's POV

Fuck I was bored. We had been holed up in this shit hole of a place for over a week now and why? That's the million dead zombies question.

At the start of this we did everything we could to try and help, but no matter how many we stopped they seemed to come back twice fold. We eventually gave up and wandered from place to place, and for some god forsaken unknown reason we had ended back where we had started.

We chose to stay in the house across from Kota's as it was bigger and also to the fact his and Nate's were no longer secure. The family who use to live here were long gone, either dead or the walking dead. Not that I cared much anyway, for what I had seen of them they didn't seem all to nice.

Noticing movement out the corner of my eye, I looked to see that the zombies were growing in numbers and at an alarming rate. I stood up to get a better view and froze in place.

"What do you see Gabe?" Victor asked looking up from a book he had been reading.

"I think I've fucking lost the plot. I'm so bored shitless that I'm imagining things." I half mumbled to myself, barely believing what I was seeing. "I wasn't bitten by any chance was I? Is hallucinating a sign of infection?"

"Umm, no not that I remember. Why? What are you seeing?" He asks chuckling.

"Oy, you wouldn't believe me if I told you. This shit is crazy."

"Try me. I doubt anything could surprise me now."

"Hmm, I don't know. I thought I had seen it all, but this? Fuck man, you have to see this." I rubbed my hands over my face just to make sure that I wasn't going crazy from fucking boredom and letting my imagination run wild like Luke.

Victor came over resting a hand on my shoulder and leans down to look out the window.

There was a moment's pause, his eyes go wide and his mouth drops down in shock. "Holy fuck."

"Ok, good. So I'm not losing it? There really is a girl out there with a tiger taking on over fifty of those fuckers?"

Victor can only clear is throat and shake his head.

"Do you think maybe we should go help her? She looks like she has it under control. SHIT. Did you see that? That's fucking hilarious." I crack up laughing as I watch her throw her hands up in frustration as the tiger takes another zombie from her. She sticks the sword down into the ground and crosses her arms across her chest, and just glares at the tiger.

"Fuck if I know man. Knowing our luck we would go to help and the tiger ends up eating us. What a way to go, I can imagine it now. 'So how did he die?', 'oh you know, he was eaten by a tiger', 'You mean a zombie right?', 'Nope a tiger'."

Laughing I slap him on the back and reply, "well at least I know what to put on your headstone. Come on, let go let the others know."

We head out of the upstairs bedroom and head down to where the others were situated.

"Oy fuckers. We may or may not have a situation." I announce watching everyone glance up eagerly for something to do.

"And that would be what, Mr Coleman." Mr Blackbourne says, as calm and cool collected as ever.