The War of the Walkers: An Alan Walker Fanfic

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Fio's POV:

We only have two days-ish to figure out how we'll survive the solar storm.

Then a thought came to mind: hacking. I went down to the not-so-secret lounge under the potato statue when nobody was looking, and sat down on the couch down there. I grabbed the last can of red bull from Alan's minifridge and took my laptop out of my backpack. I opened it up and I started to hack. I was planning on hacking into the SWAT team's vehicles' mics and cameras, so I would know all of their plans. Hehehehehehe.

All of a sudden, I was able to access the cameras and audio from inside the SWAT team's vehicles.

"Skadoosh," I thought to myself. It was Daph's catchphrase from seven years ago, and now it's my catchphrase.

"Potato and Smig Fletcher, are you there?" I heard Kiara, my old friend, say from one of the helicopters.

"Yeah," Smig and Potato, my brothers, saluted to Kiara.

"Good," Christina, my other childhood friend, said from the inside of a SWAT team jeep.

"We have some important information," someone else in a jeep responded. I looked at the camera footage, and found out who was speaking was none other than my grandpa, Peeter.

"Oh shit, I hope this isn't about us," I thought to myself.

Peter continued. "We found the location of a base in the Fjords. It can act as a safe haven for easily 50,000 people. It will protect us from the solar storm, we just have to make sure that we get there before the Walkers find out about this place. Here are the coordinates."

"Heck yeah!" I thought.

My laptop's screen showed some coordinates. I quickly took a screenshot of the coordinates and texted the screenshot to Alan.

Me: *sends the screenshot of coordinates* *sends the audio I captured from the SWAT team's vehicles* listen to this Alan! I found a way to save us all!

Alan: thank you so much Fio!

Me: np, Alan-o

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Author's note:
Fun fact: I have Fiona in my phone as Fio the putawtow. She has me in her phone as Frendo.

Anywho, continuing on with the story.

33828 out.

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Alan's POV

I just got a message from Fio.

Fio:*sends a screenshot of some coordinates* *sends some audio titled: SWAT team's plans* listen to this, Alan! I found a way to save us all!

I listened. In the audio, I heard someone say something about a base in the Fjords that could hold 50,000 people easily and can protect them from the solar storm.

I texted Fio back and got a reply almost instantly.

Me: thank you so much Fio!

Fio: np, Alan-o

I decided to go to the secret lounge under the potato statue to get some red bull. But when I opened the trapdoor that leads down to the lounge, I saw none other than Fiona, laying on the couch with a can of red bull in hand.

She must've heard me, because she stood up and hid the can of red bull behind her back. "Oh, hey Alan, what brings you here?"

"I could ask the same to you," I smirked.

Fio shuffled her feet. "Well, I just happened to come across this place one day," she half-lied.

"Oh, I just came for some red bull. Don't tell anyone about this place, alright? It's our secret," I said.