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finch decided she would be on guard duty for the night. after all, chris looked sleep deprived and she really didn't trust alexa.. with anything. and she had supplies that were needed to stay awake, things like.. well, coffee.. and energy drinks.. thats it. but she could make the most out of it. *she is trying to forget the fact that she has already downed half of the stores supply*
it was getting quite boring in the fucking laundry soap aisle though.. she was tired of looking at a bunch of OxyClean. gun in hand, she decided to explore the rest of the store and possibly leave those two to die. well, they can probably manage. at least she hoped.
Chris seemed like a natural survivor, and well.. alexa, she could just stay behind him. all there supplies were up high on a shelf, one alexa couldn't reach but chris could. it was funny, really. even if they wouldn't be able to get the supplies, they could always book it. either stay in the store or run out, she didn't really care what they would do. like, it was probably a bad idea both ways, but.. she shrugged. she didn't really care about anything at moment. not even herself, and that wasn't extremely orange-colored expert level 100 rare. she literally never cared about herself. well, she has.. once or twice. maybe three times. nobody could blame her, for her popart stock was low.
finch immeditately made her way to the toys aisle... because why not. in the dark, it was hard to see, but she could still have a good time with some weird ass paw patrol figures. yeah that plan was blown pretty quickly though. the moment she stepped inside the aisle she got hit in the face with a.. she picked it up. ..RainbowDash stuffed animal. whoever threw this either has a good sense of humor or really just found anything to throw at her in the form of defense. "who the fuck threw rainbowdash at me!?" she whispered.
"heyyyy!" a low voice replied. within moments a tall man wearing jeans and a tang top stood in front of her. he roughly took back the stuffed animal and pointed at her. "never... and i mean NEVER.. disrespect RainbowDash!" it sounded like it was half assed anger and more of a joke, but by the look on his face she wasn't exactly sure. "DEAN!" a feminine voice hollared behind him. "WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? SHOOT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF HER!"
finch put her hands up in defense. "i just came to chill out with my good friend barbie! i uh.. mean no harm! mostly-" she mumbled at the last words. "thats all i need, shoot her!" 'dean' groaned. "sash calm down, i'll see if she is worth shooting or not.. you!" she turned her attention to the man. "what is the name of the pink and yellow pony??" again, it sounded like half assed anger.
"uh shit.. er maybe.. nah.. oh!" finch looked up. "Fluttershy..!...??" it slowly turned to a question. dean threw his hands in the air, it was barely visible though. "haha! a woman of quality!" the guy threw his hands up in the air. was he smiling? was he evily smirking? she had no idea. he had an expression on his face, thats all she knew.
"so what are we gonna do with her??" the woman, 'sash' asked from behind. "uh.." he scratched the back of his neck and looked behind himself for just a second. "let her go? i guess? unless she wants to stay? i dunno. you got anyone else with ya?" finch simply nodded. she was overall confused about the situation before her. "huh. you willin to bring them here?" "yer.. i dun quite know boudat. i can try man, it might work, but they're stubborn. i mean.. one is stubborn. the other is just a fookin bitch..."
sasha came up closer to her, knife in hand. she didn't look threatening, but its always the ones who don't that bite... sometimes. finch has come across some pretty weak fellas. "LEAD us to them, now." sasha demanded, she just chuckled. "now hold up. i don't really do things people tell me too... oh fuck you." the girl found herself slugged over deans shoulder, sasha glaring at her. even in the dark she could see the heat in her eyes. "let's go dean." "what about the others?" "we bring them back here, trap them in the employees room, and see if they make it out alive."
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Bliss shot open her eyes. all she saw was.. darkness. she immediately sat up, wondering. was she dead? is this what it feels like? maybe death is like passing out.. you can still hear things? is that even true? Alexa didn't know. she's never passed out before. near, but that doesnt count. she looked around, touched around, and was utterly confused. her eyes had to adjust to the light, and that was taking too damn long. she also had a serious headache.. when the world was.. normal, these freaking laundry aisles always gave her headaches. being in one for about seven hours straight? not good.. not good at all..
something hit her.
she instantly turned around and saw chris, wide eyed. maybe he was afraid too. for the same reasons? probably not. "Chris..? what? uh what is it?" "Finch.." he sat up. "isnt.. she isn't uh.. here..maybe..uh.." the man sounded really tired, but it could be mistaken for possible.. fear? she has been told before that chris didn't like to be described as fearful or scared, so maybe shook. yeah, thats a bit better.
Alexa stood up, chris following the step a few seconds after. "do have any idea where she might be?" the girl asked he. "nope." "well, great." Alexa looked around for just a second.. just a second. in that second finch decided to show up right in front of her.. with two other people.. and one was carrying her. not the most relieving sight. "Finch!" She shrieked. "uh hey guys.." the woman nervously chuckled, that moment was when someond put her down.
"so uh.. sorry for disappearin like that.. i can explain.." "please do." finch looked down, then back up again. "so.. lets see.. i went to the toys aisle to hang out with my good pal barbie but this asshole-" she got smacked in the head. "fuck.. so then i got hit with rainbow dash.. and this bitch-" smack in the head. "goddamn! WE TALKED.. ANd uH.. these FUCKERS-" smack.
"WILL YER FUCKIN STOP THAT??" Finch angrily yelled. she took a quick breath and twisted her wrists. Alexa still wanted to know who these people are. "so uh guys.. meet deano and sash.. dean and sasha.. these are the people that are gonna kidnap us, lock us up, and perhaps kill us in a room full of shitheads."
her and chris shared a look, and nothing else was spoken. it was silent.. then they were taken away.
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welcome to the party, dean ambrose and sasha banks!
who do you think will be in that room?
will everyone make it out alive??
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AçãoZombie Apocalypse AU (characters are aged DOWN) chris jericho, an ordinary 35 Year-old who adores wrestling, gets his life turned upside down once an infection breaks loose just a few miles from his town in canada. one he is driven out of his house...
