Sacred Ice Dragon's Roar!

See you later, alligator

Okay, so as clarification, Brook is like a pen pal with Hiro. They go back and forth. It was just that one message that she was so excited about. Anyway, chapter 2 is here! Hooray!

So, things aren't going too great. So what? We're running down the street, shooting nerf guns at any walkers we see (We taped on razor blades to the end to make them more effective.). No biggie. We've run a few blocks trying to get to my house... It's in a cul-de-sac, so I'm guessing we'll have some trouble getting in. Or maybe the walkers haven't gotten there yet. Either way, my family is in danger, and I need to help them.

"So, Brook, what will we do in Fiore?" Claire asks, as she's waiting for her mom to pick up her cell. "I mean, we may not even get magic! Or even be near the guild! What makes you so sure this will work? After all, magic doesn't exist here! What if it's just a sham, and we died trying? How can you have such faith?"

"I don't know. But I look up to Hiro, and I trust that he would make an honest device. After all, he is famous. If he sent a prank magic circle, I'm sure he'd get criticized. Big time. And don't worry, we're going to make it to Fiore. I can grab my money while we're in the house." I say. Even though we're in the zombie apocalypse, it's hard to be distressed when we're going to our DREAM WORLD! Of COURSE I will come back to bring my family, and theirs. I could never break a promise. But my family will understand. I know they will.

"Hey... What if the zombies got in the house? What if it's too late for your family? And we need the magic circle..." Gail mutters, trying not to be negative. We all are, it's just hard to be positive when there are living dead roaming the streets.

"Don't think that way. My dad has a rifle, and we have several knives. They may be struggling a little, but I trust in them. Besides, Dakota would keep them safe."

After another block, at the cul-de-sac

Something smells. Everything smells now. The zombies have already raided a few houses, but thankfully not ours. The rotting flesh is making me gag, and I feel bile in the back of my throat. Actually, I'm not sure why, but the zombies are coming no where near our house. Strange. Even so, we need to take the opportunity. "Hey, listen up. We go in there, tell them what the hell's up, grab some money, a pistol, a few extra knives, and lastly, the device. We need to do this quick, because I need time to draw the circle. Okay, go!" I nod at the both of them, and we sprint to the back door.

Thank god I brought the spare key...

I shove the key in, as quickly as possible, and in the heat of the moment, forget which way to turn it. After 1 minute of frantically twisting the key around, I open the door. Right in time, too. We have to push on the door as hard as possible to make sure it's shut all the way, then we have to lock it. Again. I look up around the living room, and finally, at the TV. Unbelievable.

"They're streaming cartoon network? Are you serious right no-" Claire screams. The whole screen turns fuzzy, and after lots of static, a video comes up. Its the president.

"America. I know these have been hard times lately. The world is suffering of many things, such as ebola, H.I.V., malaria, cancer... The last thing you need is an infection. This infection is unlike any we've ever seen. It's like a plague... If you're bitten, you're as good as dead. Yes, I'm sure you all know what the living dead are. We are not sure what has caused it, but we are positive of one thing. This is life-changing. The outbreak started in *********, when a young man, aged 34, came in to the doctor's clinic, complaining that his skin had turned a sickly green, and that his hair was falling out. He said it had started that morning, when a stray cat wandered out and attacked him. It has not been found what caused the plague, but it won't matter for now. America is in it's darkest times today, in chaos. That man, Martavius Griffith, caused this. I know it is not good to blame something so huge on one ordinary person. But tonight, I feel it is acceptable. I'm sorry, where our honor has brought us. But he did this to us. We can't change the fact that this apocalypse is happening NOW, but we can change what will happen in the future. ********* will be quarantined, throughout. I hope for the best, for you, America. I know you have lost loved ones, and I'm not sure if anybody in ********* is watching this, but all we can do is hope. Pray for them, America. Because only we can."