Apocalypse: Dawn of the Dead

This story is rated T for gore, death, mild sexual humor, and Chuck Norris. Zombies idea belongs to Call of Duty: Black Ops, Treyarch, and I do NOT own any characters except my own. Also, there will be some Red vs. Blue references, so I don't own those. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Apocalypse

Location: Bradburn County Florida

10:00 P.M.

It was the night of the last football game of the season for the Bradburn High School Marching Panthers, and it was one no one would ever forget. There was two minutes left in the 4th Quarter, and the score was 76-14, and it looked like the football team was losing yet again.

One trumpet player in the Bradburn High Band, Nicholas let out a sigh. He was a pale teenager of medium height, with short blond hair and glasses that covered his blue eyes.

"I think this settles it. Our football team will not, win this game. Just like last year…and the year before…and the year before." Nicholas said.

"Our team sucks." A baritone player named Liam said. Liam stood a few inches taller than Nick, and had black hair and a ton of freckles.

"Not really, they're good. It's just that some teams get lucky, or are just better." Nicholas reasoned.

"I can see that." Liam said with a laugh.

Nicholas started laughing too and said "At least the band is good, that's all that really matters."

"So true." a trumpet player named Judith said walking up. Judith was shorter than Nicholas, with dark-skin and short dark hair. She grabbed Liam's hand and rested her head on his shoulders.

The group watched as the other team got the ball. The player with the ball dashed through all of the Bradburn Football players and scored yet another touchdown with two seconds left, as though to prolong our agony. The band members all groaned as one, unaware of what horrors lay in wait for them.

Meanwhile:

Location: Underground Lab Underneath Lake Bradburn

A man was finishing up the final touches on the machine. It would be the instrument of his ultimate revenge.

100 gallons of Element 115, Ununpentium, capable of raising the dead. A hundred corpses were on dissection tables, ready-made Zombies awaiting the element's powers. For over fifty years, he had lived in the shadows, gathering his resources and the keys to revenge. Finally he would be able to regain all of his old powers. Finally, he would become Lord of the Dead. The world would bow at his feet as waves of the damned destroyed all who opposed him. He would create a new world with his powers, and God help those who stood in his way

"It…is…TIME!" the man yelled triumphantly as he began turning the valve.

A greenish gas filled the cavern, and the man's laughs intensified. Each of the corpses on the tables began to shake and rattle. Then, with jolt, each slowly began to sit up. The doc began to cough violently, and after a few moments he passed out on the ground, trapped in the gas-filled cave. The doctor began glowing a faint green color. The zombies began to leave the chamber, and head out into the outside world. Upon reaching a large iron door, the zombies dug through the earth around them, desperate to escape and attack the surface.

Back at the Football field:

"Hey, do you guys feel that?" Nicholas said as the ground shook slightly.

"It was probably Chuck Norris breathing." A short brown-haired bowl-cut boy named Nick said enthusiastically.

"Really? Another Chuck Norris fact?" Liam said in an annoyed tone. Judith shook her head and another student walked up.

"Guys, there's something serious going on underground" Andrew said. Andrew had very short, peach colored hair and stood at about Nicholas's height.

"I wonder if it's an earthquake." Liam said as the ground shook some more.

There was a sudden tremor, and the crowd screamed. There was a low, moaning sound that could be heard in the distance. The coaches were looking at the disturbance while the teams continued to play.

"Um…guys…I can't believe what I'm about to say…but that Zombie apocalypse scenario…it looks like its coming true." Nicholas said in a slightly awed voice.

The Zombies were wearing various forms of clothing, from ragged clothing to sophisticated tuxedos. All were covered in blood, meaning they had already met their first victims.

And then it hit them.

"Zombies! Get out of here!" Nicholas said grabbing his brass trumpet and running towards the buses, followed by Judith, Andrew, Liam, and Nick.

The rest of the band stood there, looking at them like they were crazy.

"Zombies? What are you guys, high?" a clarinet player smirked.

"Guys, they're not kidding!" A tuba player named Joe said beginning to run with the others, followed by a trombone player named John.

Joe was tall and had brown hair, while John was about medium height and had light brown hair The group ran as fast as they could, the chill of the night upon them. They could here the Zombies moans from afar, and they could now hear the screams of the crowd. A green gas filled the stadium, causing most of the people to go unconscious. That left them to the mercy of the ravenous Zombies. Easy prey, and new Zombies. A few zombies were roaming the street, surrounding someone from the group that had run.

"Hey, where'd Nick go?" Nicholas asked panting, noticing the Chuck Norris obsessed teen had disappeared.

"He's a goner, just go!" Judith said.

"YEAH!" came a yell from the horde surrounding the person. One after another, Zombies fell around the person.

"Dang, whoever's killing those Zombies must be a complete boss." Andrew said.

Suddenly a flash of brass came up from the horde as a baritone smashed into a Zombies skull, killing it. (Yes, I know Zombies are dead, so you can't KILL them, but for the sake of convenience, I'm saying kill. Deal with it.) Nick came out of the horde, a pile of Zombies lying dead next to him. He jumped up on the pile and yelled out triumphantly "WOLVERINE!"

"Come on Shorty!" Joe said grabbing Nick by the collar and making him run back towards the buses.

"Should we go back for them!" Joe said joining the group.

"No time! They're close behind." Nicholas said as they got to the buses, where they beheld a scene of horror.

A group of Zombies stood in the group's way, blocking their escape. Andrew pulled out a switchblade from his shoe and said "I knew there was a reason I brought this"

Andrew ran at the closest Zombie and stabbed it in the head and then yanked the knife free, sending up a spray of blood. He then kicked it in the chest, sending it falling onto the ground.

The other ran forward, using the very instruments they used to enteratin people at football games to protect themselves from the undead hordes. Nicholas bashed a woman over the head with his trumpet and then delivered a power strike to the back of her skull.

Judith and Liam were able to overcome three Zombies coming at them through teamwork, with Judith getting the first hit each of them Zombies and then having Liam go in for the kill with his baritone. Joe managed to find an old pipe laying around and was using that to fend off the Zombie that was going towards him. John then ran up from behind and bashed it in the head with his trombone.

"Now you owe me" John said with a smirk.

"I'll never owe you" Joe replied.

"Oh? Well guess what?"

"What?"

"You just lost the game" John said with a grin as he walked away from the now very annoyed Joe.

The group finally made it to the bus, but they could see through the window that the bus driver was gone, but there was a trail of blood flowing out of the door. The group pried open the door and a body fell out onto the ground. John let out a yell and Andrew said "That's the bus driver! They tore his head off!"

The group carefully stepped onto the empty bus and Nick looked out the back window. The Zombies were coming towards them now. New Zombies had joined them, innocent spectators from the crowd.

"Can anyone hotwire a bus?" Nicholas asked.

"Yeah, give me a sec." Liam said hoping into the driver's seat.

"Hurry! Go ask fast as-" Nick began to say.

"Don't say it! I swear to God if you say Chuck Norris, I will throw you out of this bus, and feed you to the Zombies." Liam said angrily.

"OK…" Nick said sadly.

"Harsh, but necessary." Nicholas chuckled.

"Less joking when we're not about to be torn apart by a Zombie horde." John said sitting down.

Suddenly, a decayed hand burst through the window and grabbed John by the throat. The Zombie began dragging John towards the window, and John let out a scream of terror.

Suddenly a flash of brass, and a spurt of crimson blood. The Zombies arm fell onto the floor., and Nicholas had his trumpet in his hand, a stream of red on it.

"Thanks." John said breathlessly.

"No prob. Liam, how much longer?" Nicholas asked.

"About thirty seconds." Liam said.

Come on, hurry up!" Joe said, grabbing an abandoned flute and jamming it into a Zombies skull. The Zombie fell backwards and onto its brethren, who were surrounding the bus.

"Come on Liam, we won't last much longer!" Nicholas said bashing a Zombie in the head with his trumpet, knocking it down.

"And…done!" Liam said as the bus roared to life. Liam slammed on the gas and everyone was thrown backwards, and the Zombies were thrown off the bus. The bus sped out of the school and everyone got to their feet. Nicholas sat down at the front and said "Liam you get an F in efficiency, but I give you an A plus in dramatic timing."

"Thanks, I try." Liam said with a grin, turning the corner.

"OK guys, the school is gone, and we have no idea how many survived that. We're on our own. Options?" Nicholas said.

"We can keep driving, maybe find help." John suggested.

"Maybe, but we don't know who is alive sat this point. The Zombies could have taken over all of Bradburn by now. I think we should stock up on supplies and weapons. The only problem is…where?" Nicholas asked.

The group thought hard as Liam turned another corner. And then it came to them. A place where one could get anything they needed, and was a great place to get stuff for a Zombie apocalypse, and all for a low price.

"Wal-Mart!" everyone said at once.

And with that the bus turned another corner and the group headed for Wal-Mart, unaware that on the roof of the buss, they had an unwelcome visitor. The figure began to laugh softly, and then louder.

"I found him...after all these years, I found him! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!" the figure laughed.

"Does anyone else hear the maniacal laughter?" Judith asked.

The figure kept quiet and Nick said "It was Chuck Norris, laughing at Zombies as they try to eat him."

"That's it, you're dead!" Liam said turning the wheel hard, sending Nick crashing into a wall, and sending the figure flying off of the bus. ("OW!" Nick screamed)

"Soon…soon…" the figure said picking himself up and beginning to laugh again, his laughing echoing in the chilly night.

End of chapter:

Yeah, it's my first Zombie story, and as for how Sam and Richtofen come into play, that'll be apparent sometime later.

Until next time, FlygonN. OUT!