Creativities Dead End (Book 1, Series 1) (Zombie Apocalypse Au)

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The group was in the process of building a barrier around the camp to keep things out. They had pulled apart the dock in the river and found some extra plywood in the supply/storage tent.

They were alone and they were scared.

But some didn't show it.

"Ima go beat a motherfucker!" Virtual exclaimed as she ran past the barrier.

A zombie had made its way towards the camp and Virtual had spotted it. She took a leap and bashed the undead corpses head in with a crowbar.

"Heck yeah!" Spot hollered. Becca and Kira also cheered. Alistair, who was nailing a board together, watched and chuckled along with El and Nikolia. That was about the 4th zombie today.... Virtual was designated Zombie killer.

On the other side of the camp, Ezmeralda, Jean, Ally, Adam, and Thomas were finishing that barrier. Ezmeralda and Thomas were working together because... Ezmeralda is vertically challenged. They had been pretty silent, mostly because Ezmeralda was thinking and Thomas was trying to hold his tongue. He glanced over at the medical tent where Hulu and Oliver were.

Thomas finally spoke. "I need to talk to you-"

Ezmeralda looked at him and tilted her head. "Okay?"

Thomas grabbed Ezmeralda's wrist and pulled her away from the group and to the bus. They got in and Thomas shut the door, turning to the short brunette who was wiping dirt off her freckled cheeks. "Whats up?"

"What's up!? What's up is that you brought a total stranger into the camp!" Thomas snapped. Ezmeralda looked at him and frowned.

"What- so!?" Ezmeralda asked.

"So? What if he kills us or takes our supplies!? It's only a matter of time before we are stuck with a small amount of food, no ammunition, no clean water-" Thomas muttered. "We can't trust him! He is wearing a plague mask for goodness sakes! Ezzy! You seriously can't be doing this- You are like the leader-"

Ezmeralda stiffened, "I am not the leader and we couldn't just leave him! You haven't even met him!"

"Why are you being so defensive over him! You haven't met him either!"

"At least I've tried talking to him, Thomas! If I had a bad feeling about him I wouldn't have brought him back-"

They argued for a little while before there was a knock on the door. They turned to see Becca, who already looked like she hadn't slept in a week. Ezmeralda crawled onto the seat and opened a window. "Whats going on?" She asked as if she wasn't arguing a second ago.

"Yeah- uh- We have an injury- Ally tripped and bruised her ankle on plywood. Also- Hulu and Jean had started preparing Dinner because the sun is starting to set-" Becca stated, having heard the tail end of the argument, she stood there awkwardly. It was weird to hear Thomas and Ezmeralda arguing. They always got along.

Ezmeralda nodded and shut the window. But before she could get out of the bus, Thomas stopped her. "Thomas! Please-" She mumbled.

"Look! I don't want you or anyone to get hurt- Please just- watch him carefully-"

Ezmeralda nodded and walked out of the bus. Thomas watched her run off to where Ally was located. He sighed and got off the bus. Becca nodded and walked away. Thomas followed.

A figure stepped out from behind the bus and crossed his arms.

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The campers sat around the campfire. It was a chilly night. Nobody wanted to leave the warmth of the fire. Normally, Gregory would be singing a song... but he was dead-

Sorry for the bitter truth

There was talking and chatting amongst most of the campers... but a weight laid heavy above them. Maybe some more than others.

Ezmeralda spoke to Oliver, trying to get him to open up. He sat there, silent, but listening. She sighed and looked around. She caught a glance of Thomas talking to his tent mate, Alistair, planning on going to bed.

Ezmeralda looked over at the chaotic group that she usually hung around. Virtual and Spot were messing around, wheezing and laughing. Ezmeralda smiled and looked down, "I don't know why you are so quiet... I want you to trust me." She whispered.

Oliver was quiet for a moment.

"Why doesn't he trust me-"

Ezmeralda perked up. "Who?"

"Him- Thomas-" Oliver mumbled. "I heard you guys on the bus-" Ezmeraldas face fell.

"He doesn't mean it-" Ezmeralda mumbled.

They were silent. "If you want me to leave, I can-" Oliver said. His voice was softer but nervous. Ezmeralda shook her head.

"No- no don't do that-"

Oliver went to argue but Ezmeralda got up. "I'm going to bed-" she said before walking to her tent. Everyone watched.

"She went to bed early-" Adam muttered. "That's weird-"

Virtual and Spot smirked. They got up and ran to the tent, whipping the entrance open. "MOM!"

Ezmeralda screamed as she pointed her gun at them. Both Virtual and Spot backed up. Ezmeralda let out a nervous laugh and put the gun down. "Sorry- Sorry- wait did you call me mom?"

"Yeah you're our mom-" Spot responded as she walked in and ruffled Ezmeralda's hair. Ezmeralda shrugged and threw her trench coat on her bed, the bottom bunk. "Are you okay?" Spot asked in concern.

Ezmeralda nodded and crawled Into her bed. Virtual looked at Spot and they locked eyes. "What's with the Oliver dude?" She asked. "He seems... like he is sick..."

"Sick? No- he is really nice-" Ezmeralda answered as he reached into her drawer and got some espresso beans. She ate them and Spot giggled, remembering the first time Ezmeralda revealed her love of eating espresso beans and how they laughed for an hour about it. "We need to make sure everyone is warm before fall comes, we may need to go on a supply run next week... the problem is, We don't have any gas for the bus and there are only a few gallons left."

"Well- how about we steal John's car- let's go in the counselors tent and get the keys-" Virtual suggested.

Ezmeralda got off the bed and the three stood there. Ezmeralda was chewing at her lip, she already hated they stole from a weapon store. Now they were going to steal a car. She knew it was needed but she just felt bad doing it.

"What if the car keys were on them- then what?" Spot asked. "Go find their corpses and steal the keys?"

Virtual nodded. "We have guns- let's go back to the city and loot-" She wanted to kill zombies, get supplies, steal cars.

"If we can't find the keys in the tent- maybe a week from now we can get down to the city but someone may need to walk to the gas station and get bus gas-" Ezmeralda sighed. "We need a leader-" she muttered.

"I thought you were the leader-"

"God No! I can't lead to save my life, Spot!"