10k - Z Nation FanFic - Your not alone anymore.

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There was a crash and some growls, I looked over at Vasquez nervously

"That hurt." A mans voice said,

"Oh I'm just getting started,"

I smirked at this sassy comment,

"Hey hey hey chief, don't forget the mission."

Vasquez snapped up and nodded at me, this was it. Murphy was right behind these doors.

"You damn near got us killed, and you did kill millions of other people."

I tried to figure out what the lady was talking about, Vasquez clearly saw the confusion on my face, he whispered, "nukes."

I clenched my fists. He was responsible for the death of my old group, all our supply's and camp, all gone because of this son of a bitch.

"Didn't you get the memo, the apocalypse means you never have to say sorry." The man who I'm presuming is Murphy said back.

I wanted to make him say sorry, for all the people he killed, and the peace he destroyed.

"I was just following the prime key of this mission, save murphys ass." He carried on, "let's not forget if I die, party's over for the human race.... if you want to blame someone why don't you blame that nut job doctor kurian or your buddy citizen z."

Vasquez point down at his belt to his radio, and I knew instantly who he was talking about.

Then a boy spoke maybe 18 or 19 years old from the sound of his voice, "maybe we should tie you up for your own good."

Then where was a growl,
"Cassandra... your alive... what.. what did you do to her."

Even from outside the room Vasquez and I could both feel the tension.
" I saved her." Murphy said bluntly, "what did you do?"

"Bastard." I mumbled.

Vasquez smiled at my comment.

"Why is she dressed like that, it's not very practical for the apocalypse." A girl with a strong accent said, being in a strip club I'm guessing she was dressed as a stripper.

"Is any body else concerned about all these Zs sitting around here?"
Old voice, up very up beat.

"They are friendly as long as I am."

Vasquez nodded at me, "it's definitely him."

"When shall we make a move?" I questioned him.

"Wait until they are ready to leave."

"Okay."

Music started playing and zombies were groaning, I didn't even want to imagine what was happening in the zombie strip club.

"Lets make a grande entrance."
Vasquez smirked and got up I followed him, we both jogged around the building and through a back door.

We where stood behind a sparkly door curtain,

"Give it up for Shantel!" Murphy announced, and clearly the group wasn't amused.

"Oh come on guys, I know it needs a little work." Murphy started.

"Ready?" Vasquez turned and asked me.

"Always."

Vasquez walked casually out of the curtains, slowly clapping, the group all gazed at him, they all stood up and reached for their weapons,
I walked out from behind him and aimed my pistol at them all.

"No no nooo," I taunted at them and smirked, I pulled down the scarf on my nose and took a deep breath.

"So.. this a private show or can anybody watch?" Vasquez asked sarcastically.

Murphy was stood on the stage next to a stripped pole, I didn't take my eyes off the group, I checked them all out making sure I could see where there hands were.

I smirked, the fact that I had 5 people at gun point. And none of them challenged that fact.

"Don't make her have to shoot anybody, there's enough zombies in this world anyway." Vasquez said to them.

A boy stood in the middle of the group wouldn't take his eyes off me.
Vasquez noticed and gave him a glare.

"What do you want?" Murphy said.

"Your name wouldn't happen to be Murphy would it?" Vasquez taunted him, Murphy denied it, but he was clearly a really bad lire.

"There's a lot of people looking for you mr Murphy." Vasquez said.

A woman stood forward still with her hands in the air,
"This man he's our prisoner." She said.

I wanted to laugh. I held them all at gun point and they all still think Murphy belongs to them.
"Well he's our prisoner now." Vasquez said getting out his automatic rifle and aiming it at her.

"And we are taking him to California." A red haired girl spoke up, she looked like second in command.

"No, he's coming with us." Vasquez said,

"Where to?" Murphy looked interesting.

I looked up at Murphy, "to the highest bidder, it's not just California that wants your blood." I looked back at the rest of the group.
By the look their faces I could tell they didn't approve of this.

"Why dose everybody talk about me like I'm not stood right here."

Me and Vasquez both glared at him.

"You see there's only one problem with all of your plans for the Murphy, I ain't going anywhere with any of you. Hit it!" Murphy shouted.

Music blasted out and all the Zs got up and raced towards everyone, I watched as Vasquez took out 4 Zs with his rifle, and the tall boy with dark hair almost hugged a Z, I aimed my pistol to help him then he stabbed it, we both locked eye contact for a few moments before I turned away and shot a few more Zs.

I ran after Murphy down a corridor, "go go go!" I heard Vasquez shout after me, he was hot on my trail.
We both sprinted after Murphy.