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'''Biography''': Leviathan is the son of Catherine and Sylvester Arlington. His name could be a reference to the mythical term "Leviathan" as in the Lochness Monster as it's said to be found in Scotland. He is the youngest of he and his sister, Kimberly, who is twenty-one years of age. He attends Clarion University college as he is nineteen years old. Leviathan's last name is a similar term for the city Arlen of Southern Texas. After his first year of college at Clarion University in western Pennsylvania, his former roommate, Braxton Myers, graduated, leaving unusually talented and well built eighteen year old, Sabastian Kifer, to join for his first year. Leviathan had just started his second year of college while Sab (as he's known as) was going through his first when the zombie apocalypse began after crazy parties and permanent costume designs to their teeth. Including his friend Chevy and her roommate Allison Richardson. All of Leviathan's family members: Kimberly, Catherine, and Sylvester, were attacked and put down due to zombie attacks. Leviathan gained the Serious trait because of this, as well as becoming ill-tempered. In this Fanon version he is Male Leader 1.
'''Biography:''' This one about Sabastian Kifer is '''unknown because he's an actual human'''. I am very sorry: I don't know barely anything about him. But I will admit: His name is Latin (but has the
'''Biography''': Allison Richardson is the eldest daughter of Claire and Aaron Richardson. She is 18 years of age as her younger brothers Mark and Clyde Richardson are twelve years of age. She moved to Pennsylvania at sixteen after moving from Chicago, Illinois. She was going through her first year at Clarion University while being the next roommate of Chevy Sunset until the zombies began to invade the area and killing her parents and brothers. She became feared of loneliness because of this. She was once enemies with Leviathan Arlington due to judgment, but when he spoke truth into her he became her trusted protector, boyfriend, and father of an unexpected child. In this Fanon version she is Female Leader 2.
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'''Dangerous Journey: Part 2: Chevy and Sab'''
It was late in the afternoon when Chevy had to get gas put in the truck. The meter was getting near the critical mark by two in the afternoon. Chevy had Sab in the back so no one could him during the process. His uncanny skin will scare the daylights out of the living. After she got the gas she went inside the gas station to get a couple drinks before returning to her Love. He was sleeping silently in the back as she got in. She then started the truck, turned on the radio, and got out of there. Along the way Sab was warning her, growling and letting out a low snarl. "What? What's wrong?" She asked him. "Just feed me." he hissed, his voice appearing to rounden. She nodded quickly and soon jammed the brakes, getting out of her seat belt. She then got in the back and opened his backpack, getting out a bag of his jerky. She opened it and offered him a piece, he accepting it and eating it. She then handed him the bag, sitting beside him as he ate. He was looking toward the left as his head was partially down; he maybe looking for something else. But he chewed the meat until his bag was empty. Just dropping it on the floorboard he muttered he was done and Chevy nodded, sighing; she knows it's not only going to be hard on her but for him. "Go on." He said softly. She nodded and got back in the driver's seat, getting strapped in. As she was getting ready to drive again Sab suddenly appeared on the center console in a prowling cat position. Luckily Chevy's foot was off the gas pedal. "You see something?" She asked him, not sure how he knew to get out of the seat belt. "I don't want to be back there." He said low and serious. His eyes aimed at her, a serious and evil tint of black in the dark brown. "Go on. Get in the passenger side." She said gently. He nodded and did so, using his human knowledge to put on the seat belt. Once he was strapped in Chevy got them out of there. Yet, the road never seemed to end as a matter of fact. Each direction she looked she saw other roads and blown and abandoned cars along the way. One car she saw was alongside of a highway representing the direction she just came from appeared to have recently exploded and stopped smoldering. There were a few zombie bodies lying near it. She then eyed the road, wondering how that happened. Not wanting to she just kept ahead, driving until it was around seven at night. She came upon a motel several miles in Illinois and pulled in, knowing the truck will need the most rest. She gently shook Sab awake as he was asleep. He woke up and looked around, wondering where they are. "Pit-stop." She said gently, shutting the truck off. He slightly nodded as he got out of his seat belt, getting out. Chevy closed her door and pulled the hood of her hoodie up as he was wearing it as a disguise. The lights outside the motel interacted with his skin color and disguised it. They walked into the office and a man looked up, appearing to have expecting them. But he only pulled out a key, gave it to Chevy, and let them go. Chevy then led Sab to their room. She unlocked it and turned on the light, revealing a comfortable room with orange walls and soft brown carpet. She then closed the door once Sab was inside. The black sky was filled with diamond stars as the trees blew gently in the breeze. She pulled out her phone and gave Allison and Leviathan a quick message, letting them know she and Sabastian are okay. But is Sabastian really okay? He appears to be on the outside... but what about on the inside? Chevy put her phone away and stared into her Love's eyes, knowing everything's going to be alright. She took his hands into hers and they began to have romantic interactions until a man in the room beside theirs pounded on the wall. Chevy yelled at him to shut it, but his only response to her was a loud belch and snoring. He then fell out of bed, resulting in the floor shaking. He yelled and the woman with him laughed out loud, soon the man belching loud again before sleeping on the floor. Sab broke free from her loving grasp and went to the door, preparing to get out. But Chevy caught up to him, grabbed his hand and warned him about the dangers of people seeing him. "So I can't punish that pig next door?" he asked low. She shook her head. "But if you're hungry I'll bring in one of your jerky bags." She offered. He nodded and his eyes were soon an evil black. She nodded and went to get a bag, including a bottle of tea for him. She then raced inside the motel room to her Love and gave him the meat first. He tore open the bag and began to eat the jerky, calming himself and soothing his appetite. Once he was done five minutes later he dropped the bag on the floor and glared at the tea bottle, hoping he doesn't have to drink it. But Chevy offered it to him anyhow, he refusing to have it. "It's much better for you. It'll also give you a health bonus." She said gently. He huffed and took it anyway, breaking the seal with his muscular hands and chugging from the bottle until it was empty. And once it was he dropped it and kissed her again, keeping it silent for three seconds until Chevy decided it was time to get their teeth brushed. Sab stared as he followed her to the bedroom, then getting into his suitcase. He watched what she pulled out and pulled his out, then going to the same room as her. After watching her and he doing the same their teeth were brushed and things were returned to back where they are. Chevy was getting tired and so was Sab so he joined her in the bedroom and held each other, Chevy protecting him. She kissed him good night and that's the end of that night. The next morning the cleaning service lady walked in on them as they were silently sleeping in each other's arms and threw a fit, causing Chevy to hiss at her and Sab prove he's "humanly". The woman cleaned up, but she the took off running after Chevy tried to tell her a dirty joke about her night with Sab. But when the woman was long out Sab was irritated and hungry.
'''Dangerous Journey: Allison and Leviathan: Part 2'''
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Dangerous Journey: Part 3: Allison and Leviathan
The injury might have appeared minor at first, but when Allison's sleeve began to soak up of blood Leviathan knew there was only one option: get her to the E.R. The pick-up was already flying down the highway like a comet. People walking along the road saw and heard nothing but the blackness and revving engine of the Dodge. Allison applied pressure to her bleeding arm as Leviathan rushed them to the E.R. His eyes were icy, but worried at the same time. He eyed the road, not caring whether there were zombies on it or not. He didn't care if people were alongside of the road, either. He blew by and crashed into multiple zombies, blood spraying humans. But the truck held strongly. He flew through multiple blood puddles and splashed people, also disguising them. Lots of them cussed as they flung zombie blood off of themselves. Some seemed cool about it, especially since there were zombies not even three feet away from them. Leviathan noticed through the rear-view mirror that people who cleaned off were attacked while people who dealt with it were avoided. He only hoped his Love will make it. Minutes later, they arrived at a hospital in Chicago. By then, the sun was a fire in the sky. Leviathan reached behind him, hurting his shoulder blade, and grabbed his backpack. He then shut the truck off and gave his Love a hand with her seat belt as she continued to cling for her life. She was soon going into shock as he was out, going to her door. He opened it and got her out, closing and locking the truck by using the clicker. He then rushed her inside as nerves in her arm were going off. As nurses in the waiting room were getting information about other patients, Leviathan's calling their attention. His blood-soaked hoodie, Allison's stiff body, and her bloody shirt was a sign. Nurses rushed for a bed as others went to help. A female nurse arrived as he male partner did. "Let's get her strapped down." He said quickly, but with a gentle, soothing voice. "She's lost a lot of blood and has gone into shock." Said the female. Leviathan's eyes watered, the blue darkening and intensifying. "I'm going with her." He said to the male nurse as they began to rush her to the room. "No, sir. You can't." He said sympathetically. "I love her and don't want to lose her. If her parents were still alive right now they'd kill me if she dies." He explained, not budging. The nurse eyed him with jade eyes that were denying him. Leviathan then bared is cat teeth, scaring the man. "Alright, alright. You can come. Just put those teeth away." He begged. Leviathan did so and he was in the room Allison was to be worked on in. As he sat in a chair while the nurses worked, he pulled out his phone and gave Chevy a heads-up.
Dangerous Journey: Part 3: Chevy and Sab
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She was speeding in a thirty-five zone. Leviathan held onto the handle by his door as Allison was going eighty. There were bodies of zombies in every direction on the road. The scenery was blowing by like a movie as the blurry outcasts surrounded the Dodge. Bodies of humans and animals were also run over. Leviathan begged Allison to slow down, but her fears came to the best of her. She soon slammed the brakes as there was a buck, doe, and fawn on the road. She began to cry as she saw them stare at the truck calmly and quietly. She covered her face back-handed the steering wheel with her face covered; she was too hurt. The pain hit her chest like a bullet as she sat there while the truck idled. Leviathan sat there, stunned. "What's wrong?" he thought about asking. He was just about to open his mouth until her pouting became critical. He became more and more worried the longer she cried. She then finally leaned side-ways and struck his shoulder with the side of her head, sobbing. The deer family in front of the truck just stood there, wondering what the heck was going on. "What's wrong?" Leviathan asked gently, keeping his arms back in case she'd snap. She lifted her head, eyes brown. She then glared at him and punched his jaw, Leviathan's head going to the right. The deer family's nerves jolted, still watching. Allison stared as tears came from her eyes, the pain hurdling around her heart. Leviathan didn't say anything; he only sat there, taking in the hit. He then faced her, not surprised; he knew she'd do that. She soon started to hit him until she couldn't no longer; his face was bruised and he had scratches above his eyebrows, but he wasn't harmed in any other way. His lip was also bleeding. "What the he-" he couldn't finish; his jaw hurt. He grabbed his bottom jaw and rubbed it, not surprised at all. Allison just sat there, glaring and crying at the same time. She then whispered the problem harshly in his ear. He stared, eyes wide and shocked. "No. I couldn't have." He fretted. "Well, you did." She whispered, gentle this time. Leviathan couldn't believe it. "It doesn't make sense. I was sober enough to prevent that." He whispered, holding onto his jaw. "We did it when we were sober, I think." She whispered, tears still going down her eyes. Leviathan shook his head, not believing it. "Unless we still had a buzz, I don't remember." He said gently. Allison only stared for a moment. She then said," We were still drunk." and got back to driving. She kept it slow so she wouldn't scare the deer. The father deer stayed close to the guard rail while the doe and her fawn went over it, somewhat spooked. The buck then turned and calmly walked away, joining the rest of his family. Allison sped up once she was more than five hundred feet away from them. After stopping for a fuel-up and adding oil and coolant to the Dodge, Leviathan took the wheel and then their journey continued. They arrived into the neighboring state late around nine at night. They grabbed their things and locked the truck, going to the front desk. A fat serviceman was busy talking and laughing with the large concierge as they were having a conversation. Leviathan cleared his throat, getting their attention. The large men stopped laughing and the concierge grabbed a random key, Leviathan taking it and Allison following him to their room. The sky was black and the moon was full. The air was also chilly, but not chilly like it was yesterday. Leviathan unlocked the door and they walked in, turning on the light. A warm welcoming enveloped them as they stood there, absorbing the comfort of their room. Leviathan decided he was calling it a night, so Allison did the same thing. They found the bedroom and prepared themselves for bed. When they were asleep in each other's arms, the night seemed as though it never existed.
Dangerous Journey: Part 3: Chevy and Sab
She began to wonder where all these motels were popping out as she and Sab were still going through Missouri. "That's probably the third motel we've seen here today." Sab muttered tiredly. Chevy nodded as she turned the wheel, pulling into the lot of one. Sab watched how graceful the leather steering wheel turned in her hands as the Chevrolet symbol slid under each turn. He then looked into the neon lights, wondering what this place will look like. He had no until Chevy had the truck in park, shut off for the night, and those two in the office, leaving with their key and then into their room. The walls were a soft Texas green as there were mahogany wood floors. The room was softly lit with an automatic lamp that turns on when someone opens the door. Chevy dropped her things by the door and walked in, Sab doing the same. They walked over to the window and stared out it, watching the night cirrus clouds go by. The moon was in an eclipse of it's own as it glowed by itself. No stars were out this time, but it's to be cloudy with rain tomorrow. Chevy sighed as Sab wrapped his arm around her, feeling tired again. They walked away from the window and looked for the bedroom, getting ready for bed. Once they were asleep, that day was no longer there. When they woke up the next morning, they changed into their next get-up and got ready to go until the Swat team showed up, threatening Chevy's Love. He felt defenseless at first, but Chevy's stubborn side got on the Swat team's nerves. Sab actually proved he was more human than zombie and the team bought it, leaving afterwards. He was shaken as Chevy kept an eye out on anybody who mistakened him. Others gasped as they went to the office. The fat concierge was listening to loud music as he as spinning in his chair, singing at the top of his lungs like a drunk. His chair spun unusually fast as he had weighed in the four hundreds range. Chevy and Sab decided to chuckle as the man wasn't paying attention. But when he realized they were standing there, he began to freak out while sitting in his chair, spinning at the same time. His screams would get close before sounding far away. The teens continued to laugh as they walked back to the truck, unlocking and getting in it. As they were strapping in, they noticed zombies coming toward the hotel. They grabbed their weapons and set them, beginning to exterminate them. The zombies dropped as their blood squirted the road and any vehicles near. Once the last one was dropped from that wave, they put their weapons on safety and began to leave, until there was one last gun shot; the bullet struck Sab dead-on in the shoulder, blood spraying the cab of the truck, himself, and Chevy. He screeched as he held the wound, inhaling deeply while suffering. Chevy got out of her seat belt and began to aid him, cleaning the wound until it was clean enough to be clogged with a lathered cotton ball to prevent any other bacteria. She threw out blood-covered materials onto the parking lot as a punishment. Sab was frightened as he stared with wide, dark eyes. His breathing was slow and calm, but it would eventually fail if he doesn't seek actual treatment. Luckily, Chevy had the bullet removed before she lathered the cotton ball. She then informed Sab that she was taking him to the Emergency Room. Sab looked at her, thinking, "You crazy?" She read his eyes and nodded, but got back in the driver's seat, strapped in, and got them out of there. It was merely eleven minutes when she got him there. The lot wasn't even close to being full, but there was still people hanging around.
{{Evolve}}
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