Okay.

I have been gone for a week, and I get back on, and see that I must resolve some things.

Go ahead. Ship me with Alexander. Write stories about it. I really don't care. (LOL-third person I have been shipped with in the past two weeks. No lie. XD)

~A Lab~

“So,” a voice says. Elliot stares at the vial Jak holds. Inside, a centipede squirms. “This little vial wall destroy a city. We-”

“Wait!!!” Elliot cuts in. “Gared will launch another wave! He has got to.”

~Gared Tech.~

A scientist walks up to a safe. He enters the passcode, and the door swings open. A red button stands out. The scientist presses the button.

~Emergency Announcement~

Warning. A virus has been unleashed that causes similar effects than that of the zombie spores and serum. Take caution. Warning, I repeat, a Zombie Virus has been unleashed.

~Gared~

Checkmate

~Gared~

Good, the virus has been released.

Now, I must release the new Superzombies.

~Alexander~

I follow Elliot into the vault. Electric lights flicker, and small doors slide open. Everywhere weapons were piled. Gear was hanging from the ceiling, and wires lead to computers.

“Welcome,” Elliot said. “To the Elliot Holding Corporation vault.”

LATER

I walk into the parking lot. Gared is expected to come here, and fighters are positioned around the perimeter. I signal for Elliot to come forward. Jak walks out from a warehouse. Then we hear the roar.

~Elliot~

A roar fills my ears as I see the greenish zombie lion. It’s hair is matted and smeared with dirt, and I dive back. Jak runs out, and throws a glass vial. It shatters, and a giant snake spreads over the sidewalk. The snake lunges at the lion, and the lion runs away. The snake runs after the zombie.

Gared walks into view. Weird, we can catch him easily. Elliot, Jak, and I motion for our warriors to come out of hiding, but the stumble out, rapidly turning green. We are surrounded by… zombies?

~Jak~

Slicing through zombies, I run at GAred. I want my revenge. I want vengeance.

Gared twists his hand. Zombies stagger forward, but that is not my problem: my arm feels like it is on fire. My flesh is turning grey, and I limp forward. The five feet I have to walk seems like miles. I trip, and stay down.

~Gared~

Wow, my virus works. I can take control of humans now…

“Scylla:” I yell. “Activate Code Red.”

Later

~Jak~

How could I be wrong? Gared is right. He should get control of the world.

~Elliot~

Jak just fell, now he has climbed back up. Gared has disappeared, and-

Oh, no, nooooo! Jak is a zombie. His left arm is grey, and his eyes have turned red. This must be the virus.

~Gared~

Glad I ran out. Elliot has gone berserk.

“Well,” I say to Scylla. “In the zombie spores, I put in a small virus. Now, the new virus will create thinking zombies, since the victims are partly immune. Pretty clever, right?”

“Uh, no.” Scylla replies.

Do you want me to keep writing? I mean, this is your story, so you should do what you want, but I'd like to know if you liked my input at all. You probably didn't. I'm still reading, as it happens.

~LA~

Elliot and Alexander stood over the dead body of Jak.

“Well,” Elliot said. “That was a disappointment. Could have used him.”

“No, he was too… freeminded. We need someone who is really naive. He figured it out.”

“Ok, but we should send the remaining five squadrons down that road. Gared should be there.”

~A Hotel Lobby Not Far from Elliot and Alexander~

“Goodbye, Scylla,” GAred said. “I love you.”

GAred ran out into the street. He was wearing a gold crown, and looked extremely overconfident.

“Stop,” A voice yelled. GAred saw Elliot running towards him. He carried a crossbow, and looked grim. “Give up. We have the place surrounded. You come with us.”

“No, sorry.” GAred yelled as he grabbed onto a ladder dropped by a helicopter. He was lifted up, away to safety.

~A Basement~

“Alright girls. You know the plan. Divide and conquer.” A horse female voice yells at cloaked figures.

~The Desert Outside LA~

The sun burned on a hill. Dead shrubs and sand covered it, and the single figure on it was made eerily alone by her dark cloak. Soon, she heard footsteps. A group of men, all tired from the hike were being pushed on by two younger men. The woman snapped around, as the two young men walked forward.

“Who are you?” One asked.

“I am Abby, your downfall, Elliot.” Abby said as she lunged at Elliot. She cut a four-inch gash down his arm with a dagger that seemed to come from nowhere.

“What?” Elliot yelled. “You were working for GAred?”

“Yes, no. I was working for myself. Yes, I can do that. That is your downfall. You think everyone is working for either you or your brother in a game of capture the flag. You are an arrogant man, Elliot.” Abby yelled. She slapped Elliot across the face, and he fell.

Then a new noise broke in. Elliot stood up quickly.

“Alex,” He yelled to the figure by his side. “Who are those?”

“My army.” Abby answered.

Running up the hill were the girls who had been invited to that mansion all those years ago, except for Scylla. Lead by Novelist, they spread out. Running at the soldiers loyal to Elliot, they edged their way up the mountain. Elliot readied his crossbow and: “Bang!”

A bullet was lodged in the middle of the bolt. Elliot turned, and saw Scylla, with her shotgun smoking, and GAred, with an army of zombies.

The remaining battle was large. Abby refused to work with Elliot, even to stop Gared. Gared was out of zombie virus, so he was releasing the spores. Abby was in command of her troops, and as Danie swung wildly, Brooklyn charged at Alexander.

The climax, however, came when September fell. On the side of the hill, Abby battled through Zombies to get to her. Hidden from view, everyone else presumed them dead.

~The Top of The Hill~

Gared was outnumbered. Abby’s army fought well, and Elliot had so many troops that the zombies were dispersed. Gared was surrounded as Elliot slowly forced him towards the edge, which overlooked a very steep drop. Then, with a burst of speed, Elliot grabbed a rock and hit GAred’s head. That threw GAred off balance, and he fell, headfirst down the cliff. Elliot grabbed the crown that had fallen from GAred’s head, and walked back to the center. Together Alexander and Elliot held the crown.

The crown had once been shiny and decorated with small jewels. It had been meant for the time when GAred had control of the world, and Elliot must have felt that now he was now in power.

This was confirmed by a shout of: “People, I am your ruler, your master. Bow before me.”

~The Side Of The Hill~
September was alive, and would recover. Abby was about to rejoin the fight, when she heard the shout of “I am your ruler.”

She ran up the cliff.

“No.” She said, defiantly.

“What?” Elliot turned around, letting the crown fall to the floor.

“I said no. Noooooooo!!!!!!!!!” Abby screamed.

Then, with a sudden flash of hidden blades, she stabbed Elliot and Alexander.

“The tyrants,” She yelled. “Are dead. Let us rejoice!”

Abby saw Scylla and GAred run off. “Let them” She thought. “They will do no more harm.”