While Ryan and Mr. Diaz were embarking on a dangerous quest to fetch supplies for themselves and their group. Zane was getting acquainted with the new survivors he found himself with. Aside from a group of a dozen students, there were two faculty members. Including the Principle of the School, who had somehow, or another managed to survive until now.
The principal was a fat, short, balding middle-aged man, with beady eyes, and a long pointy hooked nose that almost appeared as if it were a beak of some kind.
He wore a pair of glasses and a suit. In many ways, he resembled a popular comic book villain. Especially if he were to wear a monocle and top hat instead of his usual attire.
It was because of this that students usually referred to the man as "The Penguin" despite his name being something far more normal like Oliver Watson. Or Mr. Watson officially.
Mr. Watson was wiping the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, while expressing his concerns about Zane's recent murder to the young man's homeroom teacher. All while eying the busty mature silver haired beauty's chest with a lustful gaze.
"Should we not be concerned with Mr. Graves and his recent… actions? What if he does the same to the rest of us? Surely we're not going to sit by and wait for that psycho to murder us all? I always knew there was something seriously wrong with that kid. The way he silently eyed us all with such disdain, I dare say he was one bad day away from going on a shooting spree!"
Despite the fact that Zane had just slapped the shit out of Olivia, the woman was quick to defend the young man from her former boss with an almost vitriolic statement.
"Keep that boy's name out of your mouth, Oliver… He is the only reason Elena, and I have survived this long, and I will not tolerate your disrespect!"
It was not just Mr. Watson who was surprised by Olivia's defense of the man, in fact Elena, and the other students who were huddled together in a classroom were also shocked by the fact that the woman had so quickly defended Zane and his outright insane actions.
But before the penguin shaped man could actually respond to Olivia's dismissal of his concerns, a voice interrupted them. It was a callous and cold voice. On which they were all too familiar with. Standing in the doorway was Zane who still gripped his bloodstained baseball bat tightly in his hands.
The young man was quick to point out to the new group of people who had joined him, and bark commands at them.
"Nobody eats for free around here. I don't care how scared shitless you are, if you want to eat, you have to work. You with the brown hair and freckles, you're going to be on watch with me tonight. We will rotate around the building to keep an eye on the perimeter to make sure those two monsters don't try to break down out barricades.
As for Penguin, and the two of you. I'm sending you on a retrieval mission. There's not enough supplies to go around, so the three of you will go fetch some food, water, and medicine for the rest of us. There's enough bags around this building for you to bring back a good haul, so be quick about it!"
Mr. Watson despised being called by his nickname. More than just about anything in this world, and was quick to stand up and waddle over to Zane, so flustered that he practically forgot the way that the young man had bashed in a fellow student's brains mere moments before.
"Listen here young man, I'm the principle of this school, and I will not allow you to order me around as if I am some kind of slave! You will respect my authority, and that of Miss Bennett's!"
Zane narrowed his eyes before swing his back off his shoulder and into his hands where he repeatedly made a menacing gesture which caused Mr. Watson to break out into a cold sweat once more. But it was Zane's menacing words, combined with a venomous tongue, which thoroughly forced the older man into submission.
"Oh yeah? And how exactly are you going to enforce your control over me and the others? It's a brave new world, Mr. Watson, might is right, and your authority means nothing when you are incapable of backing it up with force… Now get going before I do to you what I did to that other punk…"
The middle-aged principal looked back at Olivia with a pleading gaze, but she simply snubbed the man by averting her gaze altogether. With a heavy sigh, the Penguin tidied his suit coat, before waddling off in search of bags to fulfill the demands that Zane had made of him.
With the threat of violent retaliation on the table, the other two students who were tasked to follow their principle into the jaws of hell sheepishly ran off to do as they told. But it was clear by their physique that they were not cut out for such sprints.
Once they were gone, Elena approached Zane, and dragged him aside from the other survivals. There was a look of fury in her beautiful blue eyes as she scolded the man for what he had just done.
"I know what you are doing?"
Zane's black eyebrows raised as he gazed upon the young woman with a lifeless expression, before responding to her question with one of his own.
"Oh, really? And what is that?"
Elena sighed heavily, her substantial bosom heaving as she did so, before she outright said exactly what Zane was thinking.
"You're culling the herd… You plan to send out our weakest members to go die…. That is cruel Zane, even for you…"
Zane did not initially respond, and instead swung his back onto his shoulder in silence before turning away from Elena, he was just about to exit the empty classroom which she had dragged him off to, but instead stopped in the middle of the doorway, where his words would be something that Elena would forever remember.
"We don't have the luxury to look after the weak… This is a survival of the fittest, and those three would only drag down our chances of making it out of here alive… Harden your heart, because we don't have the ability to be compassionate any longer…"
After saying this Zane left Elena alone with nothing but her thoughts, and his parting words.
Ryan and Mr. Diaz left the shelter that they had built in the school's gymnasium behind, and when they did so, a sense of dread had overtaken the survivors. None more so than Ryan's friends, who suspected that their fearless leader was about to make his joke a reality.
But none of them moved to stop Ryan, nor warn Mr. Diaz about a potential betrayal from the man next to him. Instead, the gym teacher and the captain of the football team rushed through the undead infested school grounds and towards the main building where the cafeteria was.
Surely if they could make it to the cafeteria, then they could snag some much needed supplies, right? There was just one problem, for whatever reason, the route between the main building and the gymnasium was infested with far more undead than it had been just a few hours prior when Ryan and his gang made their way to safety.
Ryan had no idea what had happened, or why there was a sudden increase in the undead. But He swung with all his strength, using his aluminum baseball bat to crack the skulls of the Walkers who got in his way.
Of course, Ryan had no idea they were called Walkers. In fact, nobody did aside from Zane and the girls, as they were the only ones who had been daring enough to dig through the skulls of the undead, and consume the blood crystals.
But this was neither here nor there. Instead, after much strenuous effort, Ryan and Mr. Diaz made their way to the main building. Where they were shocked to find that the doors to the facility had been blown off their hinges.
Mr. Diaz was quick to ask Ryan how this had occurred, only to find that the young boy was just as mortified as him.
"Is this why you fled the building? What the hell could cause so much damage to the entrance?"
Yet Ryan's jaw was completely dropped. He and the others had escaped through an intact doorway. Just what the hell happened in the time between then and now? He did not know why, but he suddenly felt as if he were covered in goosebumps, and as if his spine has frozen into a block of ice.
Nevertheless, Mr. Diaz reassured the kid why they were there and placed his hand on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.
"Whatever horrors await us inside, there is no going back now. You understand? We need those supplies, or it won't be long before all hell breaks loose…."
Ryan swallowed the Saliva that was pooling in his mouth and nodded his head in agreement with his former gym teacher's words. Strengthening his grip around the baseball bat, and along with it his resolve, Ryan took a step forward into the school only to find that it was completely different from he remembered it.
Not a single classroom door was barricaded. In fact, they all had the doors blown off their hinges just like the entrances to the building. But the worst part was that the scent of blood and decay was significantly stronger than it had been before.
All the survivors who clung to hope that the government would come and rescue them were now dead, or at least Ryan presumed they were. But just what the hell had caused so much damage in such a short amount of time?
Whatever was responsible for this, Ryan did not want to find out, and thus he quickly and covertly led the Gym Teacher to the cafeteria, where the two of them stockpiled on food and water.
They had brought several bags with them, which they planned to carry a large portion of supplies with. And once they had finally filled up the majority of them, Mr. Diaz grabbed hold of Ryan's shoulder and pointed to the second floor where the nurse's office was located.
"We should get some medicine too while we are at it. Hurry, I get a feeling something is terribly wrong here…"
Ryan silently nodded his head and followed Mr. Diaz up the stairwell. Both of the two men were completely unaware that a pair of lifeless eyes was following their every movement. Watching and waiting for the opportune moment to strike.
Eventually Ryan and Mr. Diaz made their way to the nurse's office, where they were surprised to find that much of its supplies had already been ransacked. Especially the most critical supplies. Mr. Diaz couldn't help but curse as he spoke his thoughts aloud.
"Shit! It looks like we weren't the only survivors. Strange though, I haven't seen any undead since we first entered this building…."
It was only after the man said this that he felt a cold breeze on his neck, along with a smell so putrid he nearly threw up on the spot. He was, of course, not the only one to feel this, and Ryan looked over his shoulder in horror to see an absolute abomination smiling at him with a sadistic grin on its hideous face.
Beneath the decaying flesh, and the bite wounds, was a face eerily reminiscent of the fat bastard who had caused disaster to befall his classroom. And Ryan couldn't help but exclaim in shock as he witnessed what his former classmate had turned into.
"Keith?"
The giant monstrosity immediately reached out and tried to grab Ryan, but Mr. Diaz had pushed him aside and got the two of them just out of the path of the attack. Once the two had gotten to their feet, Mr. Diaz spoke in panic as he helped Ryan rush out of the nurse's office.
"What the fuck is that thing!?! You know what? I don't care. Let's get the fuck out of here!"
And just like that, the two of them ran as fast as they could towards the stairwell, hoping to escape from Keith's path of destruction. For whatever reason, they appeared to have escaped from its pursuit after they rounded the corner.
It was only then that Ryan finally come to his wits and realized that his best chance of escaping was by enacting his initial plan. Thus, he grit his teeth, finding the resolve to do the unspeakable, and swung his bat with all the strength he could muster.
A loud crunch resounded in the air, followed by a cry of agony as Mr. Diaz fell to the floor. His knee was completely shattered by Ryan's sudden attack. The gym teacher couldn't help but believe Ryan had attacked him by mistake and was quick to question the man.
"What the hell are you doing? Help me!"
A loud thud appeared as Ryan spotted Keith following after them. He was slow due to his massive size, and that was perhaps the reason it had taken the monstrosity so long to catch up to them. Ryan stared straight into Mr. Diaz's eyes before reaching out his hand.
Yet it was not a gesture of help, but rather to take the bags that Mr. Diaz had strapped to his body. Mr. Diaz struggled, trying to grab onto Ryan for help, but the man simply hit him with the bat again, this time breaking the man's arms.
After retrieving the bags of supplies, Ryan turned away, saying goodbye to his former gym teacher in a ruthless display of betrayal.
"I'm sorry it had to be this way Mr. Diaz… But there can only be one leader of our group, and I don't intend to follow anybody in this new world…"
After saying that, Ryan ran down the stairwell. With Mr. Diaz screaming bloody murder at his former student, all while Keith picked him up in the air and ripped him in half.
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