My Multiverse Trip 392 392. Somethings Wrong.

I make my way outside the truck and pick up the ringing phone.

"S.t.a.r.s agent Ryan Steele is it?" comes a voice over the phone.

"Correct."

"I have information you might need. But it also comes at a price." the voice says.

"Sure fill me in."

"Racc.o.o.n city is lost and they plan on dropping a nuclear bomb on the city in less than 24 hours all roads and bridges outside of the city have been destroyed or blocked except one." the voice comes over the phone.

"And you want me to do something for you to get the correct road out of the town?" I ask as this wasn't supposed to be how it happened there was supposed to be a helicopter.

"Correct I need you to rescue my daughter from her school."

"How many others are going to be there?" I ask.

".... one."

one? That's not right.

"Where are the other stars members or civilians?" I ask.

"There are no more stars members your the last one. As for civilians they just couldn't outrun the infected." comes a somber voice.

"Where do I need to go to find your daughter?" I ask.

"Her locator places her at her junior high school located at..." after giving me the information he hangs up.

I make my way back inside the truck Alice is already awake looking at me.

"We have to go to the girls junior high school her name is Angela and there's only one other survivor left in the city." I tell her starting up the truck.

"So we rescue his daughter and then what?" she asks putting on her seatbelt.

"We get information on the road out of here and leave before we get nuked." I tell her while driving down the road ramming into zombies.

following the directions I was told we make it to the school. "Bring shotguns as I have a feeling there's going to be something nasty inside." I tell Alice as I park.

we grab the pump action shotguns we had stolen and make sure they are fully loaded.

Sure enough wandering around on the outside of the school there's dogs chewing on dead bodies. I hate dogs.

We quietly make our way inside. checking cla.s.sroom by cla.s.sroom. The sight of children zombies is rather sad. No other survivors or sight of the girl.

Suddenly however we hear gunshots in the distance. That's not good as every zombie head turns towards there and starts running.

We chase after quickly following the sound.

soon enough we find a small horde chasing a woman in a blue tube top with short black hair who doesn't look like she's doing very well. Around her are a couple dead dogs. There's children zombies running at them from almost every direction.

"Hey! this way!" I shout before firing the shotgun into the crowd of zombies blowing off chunks of meat everywhere.

The woman looks at us and drags the kid over quickly while we cover her.

"Back to the truck!" I shout.

*Boom boom boom* shotgun blasts ring out. But there's an inevitable outcome. *click click* no ammo.

"s.h.i.t" I toss the shotgun around and grab the barrel before using it as a quick bat and smashing a small zombie skull.

We make it outside but I'm hit from the side by a black blur and feel teeth bite into my arm.

"I f.u.c.king hate dogs!" I shout punching it in the face a few times. It eases up enough that I can grab it's jaws and yank tearing out some of my skin before grabbing the other jaw with my arms and with a tug and a Crack breaking it's jaw before kicking it off and struggling to my feet.

The others had slowed to try to help. "Keep running!" I spot more dogs in the distance running over.

We make our way to the truck and barely make it into the back before slamming the door on a lucky dogs head with a crunch.

I sit down on the floor. "f.u.c.king dogs man. The only thing worse that dogs are bees." I gripe looking at my b.l.o.o.d.y shredded arm.

[Infection has reached unsafe levels antidote use is suggested.]

ah s.h.i.t.

I look at my new truck mates and sure enough it's Angela Ashford and Jill Valentine. A very pale Jill with some bite marks who is currently bleeding everywhere.

"Alice can you give me the case please." I ask the panting woman.

she gets up and digs out the metal case containing the virus and the antivirus.

I load up a green tube into the syringe gun before stabbing it into Jills neck and injecting it.

She smacks my arm away before aiming her gun at me.

"What did you just do?!" She shouts holding her neck.

"Cured your virus infection." I tell her loading up a tube for myself before shooting it into my arm. "I f.u.c.king hate needles man.."

I pull a medical kit out from under the bed. looking at my chewed up arm I start pulling off chunks of skin that are either not mine or barely hanging on I also got a dog tooth I had to rip out.

I pour rubbing alcohol over the wound gritting my teeth. Before applying some antibacterial ointment and other stuff and wrapping it up.

"Anyone else get a bite besides me and her I need to know." I ask Alice and the young girl who both deny it.

I make my way to Jill "If you keep pointing your gun at me I'm gunna get upset." I yank it away from her weak hand.

I start looking her over and cleaning wounds. She's got some nasty ones but nothing I can't handle.

"Seriously though who wears a tube top and skirt for an apocalypse." I chuckle. "Although I do appreciate the view rather impractical."

She let's out a weak laugh. "If I saw this coming I would have wore more fitting clothes."