The Living and The Undead[DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 4-Weird

"Where is he?!" A deep voice growled menacingly, making the henchwoman(A/N: is there such a thing) cower in fear. "Have mercy on me, master! I have not been able to locate the boy. His father had hidden him well." The henchwoman bowed low, fearful of meeting her master's eyes. "Excuses! Such impudent people working for me, I do not need!!" The voice hollered, words coated with anger. 

"I apologise, master. I promise I will find the boy." 

"Your promises are empty and I have no need of them. But you shall find the boy. Or spared you shall not be." The voice growled, dismissing his henchwoman.

"Brother, brother. Find him, I shall." The voice said softly, determination shining in his pitch black eyes.

Chernoa's pov

We were out. Out of that safe haven. And in the wild. In the world where zombies lurked and death was certain. I had bonded with the 3 new people I met and they were pretty cool. Chyann was sassy and witty, not to mention brave. Lionel was well mysterious and strong. Wayne was dorky and smart. 

"There is nothing out here! What is there to search for?!" Chyann whined. "Stop whining. There's definitely something that we can find and use. Or perhaps some clues we can pick up." Lionel rolled his eyes.

"Pick me pick me pick me up~" I sang. 

Awkward silence.

"Fine nobody gets it." I hissed softly, making the trio laugh. "Come on, I think we should walk out further. And not just around the abandoned town." Wayne suggested. "Yea okay, let's go." 

As we walked out further, in hopes of finding something useful, we saw a figure in the distance. "A hooman?!?!" Wayne screamed. "A hooman!!! To the hooman!" Wayne dashed quickly to the figure, with the three of us trailing behind.

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"Errrr guys that looks...weird." We were staring at the human in front us. He was quivering vigorously, saliva dripping from his mouth. He was in a half conscious state? "P-please....s-save m-me..." The man choked out. 

"He's infected, and he's going to turn into a zombie. Soon." I concluded. "Yea no shit." I heard Chyann mumble and I glared at her.

"Well I vote we kill him." Wayne piped up, getting ready his katana to kill the man. "I agree! His existence is just going to threaten humanity." I backed Wayne up.

"Y'all are cruel! We shouldn't kill him!" Lionel protested. 

"I'm neutral." Chyann declared.

"Lionel, sweet, sweet Lionel. Don't be fooled. He's going to turn into a zombie anyway. Instead of allowing him to hurt other people, why don't we finish him off and spare him the guilt?" I patted his shoulder, shaking my head.

"We can search for the cure! Leave him here, and then we can cure him when we get the cure!"

"And how long do you think we will take? A year? Two years? Lionel. We're going to take very long to find the cure. By the time we find the cure god knows how many people he's going to infect. Killing him will do good to mankind." Wayne explained, aware that his friend was uncomfortable with killing the man.

 "Ugh, fine. Have it your way." Lionel folded his arms, giving in to us. 

I grinned at Wayne. "Care to do the honours?" I gestured to the trembling man.

"With pleasure." He returned the grin and sliced off the man's head cleanly, making Lionel wince slightly. "It was for the greater good, my friend." Wayne placed a hand on his chest and said with mock sadness. I chuckled softly.

"Y'all are fucking sadistic." Chyann murmured after witnessing the whole incident.

Chyann's pov

"Y'all are fucking sadistic." I murmured. Suddenly I heard rustling, and soft footsteps. 

"Guys. Do you hear that." I shushed all of them. It became dead quiet.

"What are we supposed to hear?" Chernoa said in a hushed voice. "Footsteps." I replied.

"Are we being followed?" Lionel whispered. I did not reply. 

A rolling sound could be heard. "Okay I definitely heard that." Wayne said. 

As if on cue, we all looked at the ground. 

"SHIT! GRENADE! EVERYONE TAKE COVER!" I screamed, running away as fast I could from the bomb, hearing my new found friends follow closely behind me. 

BOOM! 

The grenade went off, the impact throwing us forward, not causing any serious injuries but small scratches. Chernoa panted, "Well that was close." 

"Err guys? W-who's that?" Wayne was looking behind Chernoa and I, confusion written all over his face, Lionel's face mirrored the look of confusion. "Who's who?" Chernoa and I turned around, only to see a masked figure standing at where the grenade was thrown, a katana in each hand. 

"Oh shit I think she's going to kill us." Chernoa whispered hoarsely.

"No shit." I mumbled.

A/N: vote and comment thank you!! Lol the dude at the start talks like Yoda HAHAHA