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Zeros

A/N: DISCLAIMER!!!!! I am not a native Spanish speaker. Spanish is my 3rd language. I took six years but I'm human I make mistakes. There weren't subtitles in Spanish or English that I could find for when the zero's are talking to be 100% accurate. I had to write what my best guess was. Sometimes they wore masks which made it harder to hear clearly. I have the Spanish words italicized and the translation with them. Please feel free to correct me if I misheard them, Much love!!

"Murphy!" Warren yelled as he ducked away from us and left us behind. "Okay, let's go! Come on! Let's go!" She ordered leading us through a different way. We reached outside and Addy rushed up to us. 

"What's going on?" Warren asked seeing more people surrounding us. "Where's Vasquez and Mur-" Addy cut her off with a cough. "Who are you?" She asked standing in front of one of the most dangerous people I know.  

"My name is Hector Alvarez. But my friends call me Escorpion. I'm the Vice President in charge of sales for the Zero Cartel. How can I help you today?" He said. 

"Well you can start by telling us what the hell is going on," Warren said. 

"This? Just a little business between friends. I see you've been harvesting. Let me guess. Batch 47? I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to give it to me. I know what you are thinking." He started. "It's true, we were. But that was then and this is now. We are the new Zeros. The more user-friendly Zeros. Admittedly, the transition was not easy." He continued. 

"Yeah, well change is always hard," Warren said. 

"You see, you know. But I digress. Where were we?" He said taking his hand out of his pocket. he raised it in the air and pointed a finger up. "Oh yes. Batch 47. So this is the cure everyone is talking about, huh? Reminds me of the Crocodillo we used to sell back in the day. Step one. We need a fresh zombie." He said. His cartel member shot a man standing alone.

"Qué haces cabrón" Hector said. What are you doing bastard?

"dijiste que querías un zombie fresco" The member said. You said you wanted a fresh zombie.

"No tan fresco, pandejo" Hector said. Not that fresh, dumbass.

"tuvimos mucho aquí" He said. We had plenty here. 

"está bien, no pasará nuevo" His follower said. Okay, it won't happen again.

The cartel member walked forward towards the shot man. Warren rested her hand on her blade as she always does when encountering new people.  

"I am very sorry about that. Good help is hard to find these days." Escorpion said. 

"I've only ever tested it on a zombie. I have no idea what a safe or effective dose on a human is." The scientist said. 

"There's only one way to find out. I got a great idea. The Power Vape 3000. Solar-powered. The stuff you potheads come up with. I can control the dose with this." Hector said dumping powder into it. 

"Well, it only takes a microdose to stimulate the immune system. Any more than that could be fatal." The scientist said. 

"Says who?" He asked. Two men grabbed the scientist by the arms. Hector brought the vape up to the guy's nose and let it be injected into his system. "Say when. Say when!" He kept repeating until the guy caved.

"Oh! Ha! Wow! I feel good." The scientist exclaimed.

"Good. Bring on the zombie." Hector said. The guy who shot the unarmed harvester brought a zombie out like Jacob's cult did, wire wrapped around their neck attached to a stick like an animal. "A bite from this zombie, and we'll know for sure," Hector said. "Odegard? Wait. Did you see him die? What are you, some kind of living zombie? Yeah. The world needs that like a hole in the head." He said shooting the now turned scientist. He turned around and shot the freshly turned zombie. They killed that man for no reason. "So much for Batch 47. Grab the z weed. Let's get out of here, huh?" He ordered his men.