The Beginning of the End (EDITING)

Chapter 11 - The Stop & Shop

• Scott's Point of View •

Fear. Was I afraid of the dead? No. I wasn't. Was I afraid of losing the living? Yes. I was.

"Make as little noise as possible. Connor you have a bat and Max I gave you that axe that was in the back of the truck right?" I questioned without looking up from the gun I was reloading.

"Yea. I have it." He mumbled.

I looked up at the both of them and decided they needed to hear something. Anything to keep their minds from wandering.

"Look, I don't know either of you that well or.. at all really but that doesn't mean I won't have your backs out there. You both mean something to someone in the group and we don't need anymore grief on our hands. So, do me a favor and cover my ass too." I finished, blowing out a breath that blew the hair from my forehead. I looked out from our spot behind the hotel, eyeing the store. This was the largest group of them we'd ever encountered.

My bunch anyways. I didn't know what the others had gone through and quite frankly I didn't wanna know. Especially right now.

"Nobody is going to die." Connor said strongly. As if he knew, I scoffed in my head.

I kept my gun and knife right where I could get them easily in the waistband of my jeans.

"Let's go." I growled, ready for this to be over.

Connor walked ahead, swinging the bat in his hand like he was about to hit some baseballs. I followed along, catching his pace quickly with Max right beside us.

I think that they knew. They could smell the life on all of us, we smelled the exactly opposite of them. They reeked of rotting.. everything. So when one zombie notices you.. they all do. There, in the parking lot for the small convenience store, I thought of one person. The one person I would try to make it for. Amy.

Connor made the first hit, he swung angrily at an approaching zombie, completely bashing the right side of his skull in and making it fall to the ground. Their heads seemed to all flick up from watching the ground, to staring at us like we were happy meals. In which case, to them, we were.

He swung again, knocking the lower jaw off of one but not destroying the brain stem. Max corrected this mistake quickly, severing its head with one blow of the axe in his hands.

"Dude!" Connor hollered, pointing behind me. I turned as fast as I could only to see them closing in on us from both sides. The groaning.. God, the groaning was what made it all so horrible. Too many.

I pulled my gun out and popped one. Two. Three. Four. All in the center of their foreheads.

"Get to the damn door and grab the stuff we need!" I yelled, firing off two more. Connor and Max wore matching faces of shock. It pissed me off.

"HURRY damn it!" I called at them angrily. That made them move.

They ran for the door, escaping inside. "Shit, shit, shit, shit." I hissed under my breath watching the dead fix their repulsing gazes on me. I looked over my shoulder and ran for the dumpster, climbing onto the top and killing three more using the butt of the gun as a weapon to the skull.

They had better hurry up.

• Connor's Point of View •

Yanking the plastic bags we had found on either the ground or in the hotel rooms from our pockets, Max and I began grabbing the stuff we could find that was on our list.

"Grab the water Max." I commanded and he nodded, taking the backpack from his shoulders and grabbing some water bottles.

I checked it off in my mind as fast as I could. Water, food, medicine.. I saw some t-shirts with town visting sites on the front and I grabbed a few of those in different sizes, just in case. I even grabbed pads and other lady time stuff. I heard another gunshot.

"Hurry Max." I called. I stood at the edge of an isle, stuffing some crackers into the bag when I froze. This raspy breathing almost growling noise found its way to my ears. I tightened my grip on the bat, turning the corner to another isle.

Max stood at the other end, frozen with what seemed to be fear. He stared at this thing with wide eyes. It was a zombie but not much of one. It tried crawling with one arm, its only arm, across the cheap linoleum floor. Its back was split down the middle allowing you to see everything inside.

One shot.

I cringed,"Max come on. We have to go, Scott is depending on us." I told him. Max nodded but stopped and looked down on this thing with the most sympathy I'd ever seen.

"It used to be a who," He whispered and shook his head,"I won't leave it like this." He finished, before he brought his axe down right on the back of its head.

A yell. That made me alert. "We have to go!" I yelled and he nodded, running with me back out the door.

• Scotts Point of View •

I yelled out as I looked down to see one gnawing on the end of my boot. I kicked it in the head and slipped, falling on my back on top of the dumpster. They reached for my arms and I instantly jumped up, shivering at the idea of being touched by one. I finally saw Connor and Max run out of the store, their hands full of the things we needed.

"Go! Take the supplies back!" I yelled at them, becoming angry. The supplies were what were important. There was still at least twenty of the zombies clawing at the sides of the oversized trash can.

We heard a squeal of tires and a yell,"Look out!!"

My head snapped toward the old pick-up coming full speed at the hoard. I backed up and ducked right as the truck came in contact with six of them, distracting the rest for a moment. I jumped into the truck bed and smacked the side of it. The girls drove toward Connor and Max, hardly slowing down as the guys climbed onto the back of the truck. We sped off, all of our pulses racing and our breaths trying to regulate again.

Connor laughed.

I glared him,"What the hell is so damn funny?" I spat.

"I got it." He said, a grin coming onto his face. He held up a red gas can and swished it around, it was almost completely full. I didn't think we'd get any.

"You son of a bitch." Max said, grinning widely along with him. I rested my head on the rear window. We made it.

Authors Note: Ahh(: I had fun writing this, my heart was beating so fast! :O Lol ^.^ So, the requirements for this chapter are 40 Votes && 30 Comments. Once this is reached, I'll update. But only until then! ;D Love You Guys