This is part of a series. The first one is starring my character. Wall me with your character. Two Shots. That was all it took. He didn't feel bad about it either. These days it was kill or be killed. Two shots, and the limp, lifeless body slammed on the ground, not moving. He fired once more, in the head, making sure it was dead, then picked up his machete. "Good Riddance." He spat, turning away to look at Nicole. "What?" He asked, looking at her shocked expression. "It was right. On. Top. Of. You." She said. "I'm okay, aren't I?" He replied. "Thomas Jeremy Flanagan!" She exclaimed grinning. "You can be such a dick sometimes." "Yes. You know I can." He winked. "No!" Her cheeks flushed. "I didn't mean it that way." Tom picked up the gas can, and poured some on the body. He then threw a match, and it lit up. "C'mon, let's go, Babe." He said, starting the rusted Camaro. In 2012, Virus Z appeared. In Tucson Arizona. In a matter of weeks, the town was gone. The military response was fast, but useless. Those infected were far faster, stronger, and more savage than the swat teams. In Three Years, the whole world was infected. Three Years. "What is the plan when we get back?" Nicole asked, the wind blowing her blonde hair around. "We Meet up with Carlos, and get the package to Jason." "And then," he said, his hand touching hers. "We get some alone time." In January 2013, Martial Law was declared. Shortly thereafter, society ceased to exist. They pulled into the driveway to the base. If you could call it that. It was basically a three story hospital, sitting on top of a hill, with makeshift chain link fence a around it. Carlos Ramirez walked toward them. "You got it?" He asked. "Yeah." Tom said. He pulled the PDA out of his pack. "Great. C'mon in." "Actually," Tom said, looking at Nicole. She nodded. "We're kinda busy Carlos." "Fine." Carlos said, walking away. Nobody knew where Virus Z came from. Nobody knew why. They knew it was a threat though. Some Extremist Religions predicted it as the end of the world. In a way, they were right. "What the hell is that sound?" Carlos asked. He looked at his Partner. He shrugged. Bang. Squeak. Bang. Squeak. Bang. Squeak. "It's coming from Tom's room." Jack said. Bang. Squeak. Bang. Squeak. Bang. Squeak. Carlos walked toward the door. He stuck his ear on the door and listened. Bang. Squeak. Bang. Squeak. Bang. Squeak. Oh God... Yes... Tom... ****.... Ahh... Yeah... "****!" Carlos exclaimed. "Jesus!" -------// Most of these will end differently. This is fan service.