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'''Preparation:'''
 
There were bad odors the air as he followed his friend to her Tacoma. The wind was wild and the sky was gray; there had to be rain on its way. Leviathan accidentally stepped on Allison's shoe as he went for the truck. She growled at him several times. Chevy growled at her to quit being a jerk about it.
There were bad odors the air as he followed his friend to her Tacoma. The wind was wild and the sky was gray; there had to be rain on its way. Leviathan accidentally stepped on Allison's shoe as he went for the truck. She growled at him several times. Chevy growled at her to quit being a jerk about it. After getting in the back with his roommate the girls up front got taken care of and Chevy started the truck, putting it in gear and leaving. The journey downhill felt like a suicidal drop as the powerful wind pushed them downhill. Leviathan experienced theme park rides as a kid but them were controlled. This ride wasn't; only by brakes to slow down. His friend did her best to slow down but the powerful wind was not only throwing them around but also carcasses of dead zombies. Allison had to help out, although she was a total blunt about it. She did a poor job doing her duty. Chevy eventually threw her off. Leviathan turned and asked Sabastian, "Where she taking us?" Sab said, "That all depends on the signs and detours." He slumps in his seat, catching his back pocket on a small tear on the interior. He cussed as he shifted his position. Then Chevy began to ask questions based on survival. Allison was a total blunt, but the boys weren't sure just yet. Sabastian said something about going to California and Leviathan decided he wanted to agree. Allison sneered and Chevy led the way. She ended up going to a turn-off and making a sharp U-turn on route 66, slamming Leviathan into Sabastian. Allison hung onto the handle. She then complained and threw a fit. Chevy began to chew her out as the boys in the back apologized to one another about the accident, but then realized there was a  small pack of zombies not quite fifty feet away. "There's zombies not far ahead." He whispered once Chevy raised her voice. Sab looked at him, confused. He then pointed them out. "Where the guns when we needed them?" He asked Leviathan cautiously. He shrugged, glad Chevy was taking taking them to the market area of Clarion.They arrived within ten minutes due to no traffic; everyone else was either run down or taking shelter.  Once she parked into the parking lot as dozens of cars from the area hung about the four teens got out and ran inside the store, getting chewed out by a lady who deserved to be yelled at first. Leviathan heard Sabastian scowl, but never before did he hear him scowl the way he just did; he appeared to sound like he had a migrain or something. When they arrived at the store's weapon center Leviathan smashed one of the rifle display cases and began to pass out rifles to the bested suited. Knowing Chevy was the current leader of the girls he passed her one of the strongest rifles: .44 magnum. He then handed her its box of ammunition from the display. He handed Sab a Krieg rifle and ammunition as a way of proving he wasn't bragging and because Sab's stronger; he's played football for years while Leviathan played basketball for years. He gave himself a twelve -gauge and Allison a twenty-two, but she threw a fit saying she was stronger than he thought. "Those other ones will dislocate your shoulder or something. Chevy's the leader: she needs the better one." He explained, sounding rather annoyed. "I'm not complaining, although this thing is somewhat heavy." Chevy said, swinging the rifle over her shoulder. Sab examined his, not thrilled; he doesn't want to appear like a jerk or anything. "Neither am I." He said, swinging the gun over his. "See?" "Whatever." Allison sneered, annoyed. "Hey, just because your parents passes away a few days ago that don't mean you should take it out us." Chevy hissed, following Sab to a lane. "Mine and my sister did too, but I'm handling it with my best." Leviathan agreed, following them. "And I haven't seen them since the funeral." She growled as there zombies being gunned down in the store. Leviathan heard some woman scream; was she bit?- shot? People who surrounded her were at her aid as they were figuring things out. But alas at the teens, Leviathan helped pick out camouflage backpacks for he and Sab as Chevy picked out hers and Allison's in women's pink. It at least would help in the field if they lose their vehicle due to loss of gas. "Sab,-" Leviathan began. He looked his way. "I'm going to stock up." He said, walking away. "You do that, Man." He agreed, filling his. Leviathan knew nurishment was going to be crucial so he grabbed what counted, including extra ammunition. Allison got what was opposite, but extra ammunition. Chevy and Sab stocked themselves up on beef jerky and extra ammunition, including first aid supplies and powder packets. Then all four of them grabbed duffel bags and began to put in snacks, drinks, and extra clothing by quickly checking their clothes-size. It appeared that every five seconds someone would snatch about two packs of toilet paper while the other four snatched two the biggest packs the store had: seventy-two pack. Two carried one while the other two carried the other. But once they arrived to the back doors of the store a person who was standing there let them out and the four teens took off running. Once arriving to the Tacoma Chevy unlocked it after setting down her side of the package. She then went to the tailgate and put it down, going to Sab and giving him a hand. It was then pushed in. Leviathan helped Allison push theirs is as she grouched about it. Leviathan was at his midpoint of back-handing her. Chevy got in the Tacoma to start it, hoping the old thing still runs. But the engine didn't turn over; it was dead. She cussed as Leviathan and Sabastian heard her, wondering what was wrong. "Is it out of gas?" Sab asked, walking up to it. She smelled gas. Getting out as Leviathan went to pop the hood Chevy got on the lot, checking underneath the old truck. She saw gas and oil both leaking from underneath. Cussing she said, "Uh, Guys. We don't have a vehicle." Sab cussed; he favored that truck. Leviathan put down the hood when he noticed the engine was fine. "Your brother warned you." Allison snapped. She cussed as she insulted the truck. "A zombie bit it, Al." Chevy snapped, sighing in frustration. She then looked up and gasped, collecting her things. "What is it?" Leviathan asked, going to the driver's side. "Get your things and come with me." She answered, not looking back. Sab heard and grabbed his things, along with Leviathan. Allison grabbed hers and was a total blunt about everything. The other arrived to the dangerous five year old Chevy Silverado in front of the old Tacoma. "Well, Chevy..." Leviathan began. She eyed him. "Say hello to Silverado." He teased, going to back of the Crew cab Silverado. Chevy opened the driver side door, surprised it's unlocked. "I think I see the owner." Sab suddenly said as he opened the rear driver side. Chevy looked ahead her, noticing a body so severe of being devoured nobody could tell if it was a male or female. There was too much blood covering the carcass, too. "The keys are even in the ignition." Chevy chuckled as Sab was wondering what else to do. He then looked over, believing her. He soon laughed, glad the original owner left behind the surprise. "Yeah but we need to get going." He said as Leviathan and Allison were hauling over the seventy-two packs. "Yeah." She agreed, going back to the Tacoma. She messed around for a couple minutes before returning to the Silverado with an old CB, GPS and Scanner. "And why'd you bring those?" Allison asked like a snob. "My father got new ones. He said for me to take care of these." She explained, setting them on the floor. She then got in as a car about one hundred feet away exploded. She quickly shut her door and got strapped in, hurrying to start the truck. People who were running by were spooked by the volume of the Chevy engine; it even spooked a few zombies chasing people. Chevy put the beast in gear and gunned it, slamming her passengers against their seats. Allison cussed and hissed as the boys in the back had trouble talking; that's how much power was contained in the engine.  She was going fifty in just a small space. But once she was just out of the store's parking lot her old Tacoma exploded, causing another just feet away to do the same thing. Chevy's eyes began to water. 
After getting in the back with his roommate the girls up front got taken care of and Chevy started the truck, putting it in gear and leaving. The journey downhill felt like a suicidal drop as the powerful wind pushed them downhill. Leviathan experienced theme park rides as a kid but them were controlled. This ride wasn't; only by brakes to slow down. His friend did her best to slow down but the powerful wind was not only throwing them around but also carcasses of dead zombies. Allison had to help out, although she was a total blunt about it. She did a poor job doing her duty. Chevy eventually threw her off.
Leviathan turned and asked Sabastian, "Where she taking us?" Sab said, "That all depends on the signs and detours." He slumps in his seat, catching his back pocket on a small tear on the interior. He cussed as he shifted his position. Then Chevy began to ask questions based on survival. Allison was a total blunt, but the boys weren't sure just yet. Sabastian said something about going to California and Leviathan decided he wanted to agree. Allison sneered and Chevy led the way. She ended up going to a turn-off and making a sharp U-turn on route 66, slamming Leviathan into Sabastian. Allison hung onto the handle. She then complained and threw a fit. Chevy began to chew her out as the boys in the back apologized to one another about the accident, but then realized there was a  small pack of zombies not quite fifty feet away.
"There's zombies not far ahead." He whispered once Chevy raised her voice. Sab looked at him, confused. He then pointed them out. "Where the guns when we needed them?" He asked Leviathan cautiously. He shrugged, glad Chevy was taking taking them to the market area of Clarion.
They arrived within ten minutes due to no traffic; everyone else was either run down or taking shelter.  Once she parked into the parking lot as dozens of cars from the area hung about the four teens got out and ran inside the store, getting chewed out by a lady who deserved to be yelled at first. Leviathan heard Sabastian scowl, but never before did he hear him scowl the way he just did; he appeared to sound like he had a migraine or something.
When they arrived at the store's weapon center Leviathan smashed one of the rifle display cases and began to pass out rifles to the bested suited. Knowing Chevy was the current leader of the girls he passed her one of the strongest rifles: .44 magnum. He then handed her its box of ammunition from the display. He handed Sab a Krieg rifle and ammunition as a way of proving he wasn't bragging and because Sab's stronger; he's played football for years while Leviathan played basketball for years. He gave himself a twelve -gauge and Allison a twenty-two, but she threw a fit saying she was stronger than he thought. "Those other ones will dislocate your shoulder or something. Chevy's the leader: she needs the better one." He explained, sounding rather annoyed. "I'm not complaining, although this thing is somewhat heavy." Chevy said, swinging the rifle over her shoulder. Sab examined his, not thrilled; he doesn't want to appear like a jerk or anything. "Neither am I." He said, swinging the gun over his. "See?" "Whatever." Allison sneered, annoyed. "Hey, just because your parents passes away a few days ago that don't mean you should take it out us." Chevy hissed, following Sab to a lane. "Mine and my sister did too, but I'm handling it with my best." Leviathan agreed, following them. "And I haven't seen them since the funeral." She growled as there zombies being gunned down in the store.
Leviathan heard some woman scream; was she bit?- shot? People who surrounded her were at her aid as they were figuring things out. But alas at the teens, Leviathan helped pick out camouflage backpacks for he and Sab as Chevy picked out hers and Allison's in women's pink. It at least would help in the field if they lose their vehicle due to loss of gas.
"Sab,-" Leviathan began. He looked his way. "I'm going to stock up." He said, walking away. "You do that, Man." He agreed, filling his. Leviathan knew nurishment was going to be crucial so he grabbed what counted, including extra ammunition. Allison got what was opposite, but extra ammunition. Chevy and Sab stocked themselves up on beef jerky and extra ammunition, including first aid supplies and powder packets. Then all four of them grabbed duffel bags and began to put in snacks, drinks, and extra clothing by quickly checking their clothes-size.
It appeared that every five seconds someone would snatch about two packs of toilet paper while the other four snatched two the biggest packs the store had: seventy-two pack. Two carried one while the other two carried the other.
But once they arrived to the back doors of the store a person who was standing there let them out and the four teens took off running.
Once arriving to the Tacoma Chevy unlocked it after setting down her side of the package. She then went to the tailgate and put it down, going to Sab and giving him a hand. It was then pushed in. Leviathan helped Allison push theirs in as she grouched about it. Leviathan was at his midpoint of back-handing her. Chevy got in the Tacoma to start it, hoping the old thing still runs. But the engine didn't turn over; it was dead. She cussed as Leviathan and Sabastian heard her, wondering what was wrong. "Is it out of gas?" Sab asked, walking up to it. She smelled gas. Getting out as Leviathan went to pop the hood Chevy got on the lot, checking underneath the old truck. She saw gas and oil both leaking from underneath.
Cussing she said, "Uh, Guys. We don't have a vehicle." Sab cussed; he favored that truck. Leviathan put down the hood when he noticed the engine was fine. "Your brother warned you." Allison snapped. She cussed as she insulted the truck. "A zombie bit it, Al." Chevy snapped, sighing in frustration. She then looked up and gasped, collecting her things. "What is it?" Leviathan asked, going to the driver's side. "Get your things and come with me." She answered, not looking back. Sab heard and grabbed his things, along with Leviathan. Allison grabbed hers and was a total blunt about everything.
The other arrived to the dangerous five year old Chevy Silverado in front of the old Tacoma. "Well, Chevy..." Leviathan began. She eyed him. "Say hello to Silverado." He teased, going to back of the Crew cab Silverado. Chevy opened the driver side door, surprised it's unlocked.
"I think I see the owner." Sab suddenly said as he opened the rear driver side. Chevy looked ahead her, noticing a body so severe of being devoured nobody could tell if it was a male or female. There was too much blood covering the carcass, too.
"The keys are even in the ignition." Chevy chuckled as Sab was wondering what else to do. He then looked over, believing her. He soon laughed, glad the original owner left behind the surprise. "Yeah but we need to get going." He said as Leviathan and Allison were hauling over the seventy-two packs. "Yeah." She agreed, going back to the Tacoma.
She messed around for a couple minutes before returning to the Silverado with an old CB, GPS and Scanner. "And why'd you bring those?" Allison asked like a snob. "My father got new ones. He said for me to take care of these." She explained, setting them on the floor. She then got in as a car about one hundred feet away exploded. She quickly shut her door and got strapped in, hurrying to start the truck. People who were running by were spooked by the volume of the Chevy engine; it even spooked a few zombies chasing people. Chevy put the beast in gear and gunned it, slamming her passengers against their seats.
Allison cussed and hissed as the boys in the back had trouble talking; that's how much power was contained in the engine.  She was going fifty in just a small space. But once she was just out of the store's parking lot her old Tacoma exploded, causing another just feet away to do the same thing. Chevy's eyes began to water. 
 
'''Leaving the State: 
 
"Luckily we didn't stay there for long." Leviathan said quickly, soon facing forward; he happened to turn around and watch the vehicles explode. "I wonder if someone lit a match." Sab said worriedly as he dared not to turn around. "There was no fire there, but there might have been one near and it followed the oil and gas spills." Chevy suggested, turning south. She then hit the highway and kept a steady pace until she hit the Interstate, soon flying down the highway.
"Luckily we didn't stay there for long." Leviathan said quickly, soon facing forward; he happened to turn around and watch the vehicles explode. "I wonder if someone lit a match." Sab said worriedly as he dared not to turn around. "There was no fire there, but there might have been one near and it followed the oil and gas spills." Chevy suggested, turning south. She then hit the highway and kept a steady pace until she hit the Interstate, soon flying down the highway. "What's the rush?" Sabastian asked quickly; he was crammed against his seat. Chevy slew down, not realizing she was flying. "I don't know. I thought something was chasing us." She said, taking a steady turn. She then took a turn, taking them west. The speed limit said fifty-five and she went faster by five; she soon was going fifty afterwards. It wasn't before long Leviathan and Sab began to talk amongst themselves about the journey when Allison began to hiss at them; monthly issue? She began to complain once she saw construction signs; there were vehicles being moved. Chevy slew down and they let her go slowly by as the Honda being moved was moved out of the way. She went twenty miles per hour until the area was passed. She then went back to fifty this time. By then after ten minutes rain began to fall, cleaning up a little bit. The wipers were turned on and the sky darkened. "How much gas does this thing have?" Sab asked once he and Leviathan were done with their conversation. "She's got a full tank. She's a new truck." Chevy answered, driving through a blood puddle. The blood sprayed everything it was surrounded by. It hit the windshield and chassis, but the rain and wipers removed it. "Gross." Leviathan cough-gagged. "Yeah, really." Sab agreed, sitting back. Chevy then sped up once she saw more zombies running through a green field. But then she slew down, grabbing her gun. Coming to a halt she cocked it and put down her window, confusing the others. "Oh." The boys said, getting theirs. They put their windows and grabbed their guns, cocking them and aiming, killing the zombies. Allison put her window down and grabbed hers, firing and missing once. She cursed and tried again, killing one this time. The rain came down harder as Leviathan got out of his seat belt, climbing onto the window pane of the truck, aiming high over the truck, killing the zombies he aimed at. Allison did the same, killing one at a time. Sab gunned down three zombies per second until his clip went empty. He cussed and pulled it out, whipping it at a zombie that was lying wounded on the grass. It got stuck in its eye socket. He then reloaded it and fired until the zombies in that section were gone. There was none coming from the other side, so the other two got back in the truck, putting down their guns and getting strapped back in as the other two did. Putting the windows back up, Chevy got them out of there. By five in the evening when everyone was asleep except for Chevy she happened to stop at a turn-off and put in the directions leading to California; she was just miles away from Ohio. Allison woke up and asked what she was doing and Chevy said,: You want to get lost?" Allison furrowed her eyebrows at her, beginning to growl. "You know what? Get in the back with Leviathan. I'm tired of your attitude." She hissed at her, waking the boys up. "Wait-what?" Leviathan asked. "Sab, trade places with Allison." Chevy said, a slight gentleness in her command. "Why?" "She won't stop-" Chevy cussed. "-me off." She finished. "I'm not going back there." Allison hissed, staying put. "Levy won't hurt you. He's not that jackass back at the college that tried to seduce you." Chevy hissed, not going anywhere. Allison glared, then grabbing her stuff, getting out. She and Sab then traded places, Sab seeming unsure. "What the beep is her problem?" He asked once the door was shut. "I don't know, Sab. She's just a grouch." Chevy sighed, putting the truck back into drive. Sab turned the radio on to the common Country station: Froggy 95. A news lady was begging people to stay indoors and to get to shelter like it was a tornado or something. "This truck is our shelter." Leviathan sneered, slumping in his seat. Allison gave him a disgusted look. "Quit it." he hissed at her as he tried to comfortable. Allison hissed like a cat and turned away, looking out the window. Leviathan shook his head in disgust as he began to wonder of what he did wrong. Nothing. He didn't do anything wrong to her. She was just being a snob that deserves to be put out for the zombies. He closed his blue eyes and went to sleep, listening to the radio. Then Chevy began to talk to Sab. "So what do you think you got in bio?" "I 'dunno'. A 'B' I guess." He said, sounding tired. "I think I got a 'B' too, last year. But I will say: that test was hard." She said low as the other two in the back were asleep; Allison decided to call it an evening. The rain poured as Chevy slew down by ten as a car blew by, throwing a zombie's body in the middle of the road. Chevy panicked and accidentally sped up, trying to take the turn at sixty miles an hour. But she turned until the truck was on two wheels on the driver side. Leviathan crashed into Allison, causing her to yell at him and try to push him off. Sab got a hold of the wheel, hoping to help out. Chevy had a hard time balancing the truck as Ohio was just a mile away. Sab pulled hard to his right, throwing himself back. The truck hesitated, but then stayed on the left wheels. "Alright. Let's try this again." Sab hissed, grabbing the wheel as Chevy had both hands on it, stabling the truck. He pulled to his right again, this time the truck landed violently and unsteadily on all four wheels. Due to being a 4-wheel drive it was all over the road, causing the other two to crashing into each other. "SLOWLY press on the brake." Sab said quickly, holding the wheel as he helped steady it. Chevy followed his command and pressed slowly on the brake pedal, ease going through the truck. It was soon under control within a couple minutes. He let go of the wheel as she let both pedals untouched, calming down the truck. She then slowly turned the wheel, getting back in her lane. "Thank you, Sab." She said quietly, unable to look at him. "It's fine." He said quietly, taking his glasses off to clean them. Chevy eyed the road, hoping he's not scared. But he put his glasses on and noticed a car flying down the highway, coming from Ohio. The tires were all flat and it flipped onto its side, soon skidding while going down the highway. Chevy noticed it and swerved, dodging it by just inches. The truck went to rest in the grass as Sab put his fingers on his temples, wondering what the heck her problem was. He couldn't speak for several moments as the other two in the back were trying to get to sleep. Chevy looked at him, hoping he's alright. "You could have gotten us killed." He said with a shaking breath. "I understand how you feel." She said quietly, looking away from the handsome boy. He looked at her, jaw shaking. "It's alright then. I would have done the same, except more damage." He said quietly. Chevy sighed and put the truck back into gear, pulling ahead. She then got back onto the highway and reached Ohio less than five minutes later.
"What's the rush?" Sabastian asked quickly; he was crammed against his seat. Chevy slew down, not realizing she was flying. "I don't know. I thought something was chasing us." She said, taking a steady turn. She then took a turn, taking them west. The speed limit said fifty-five and she went faster by five; she soon was going fifty afterwards.
It wasn't before long Leviathan and Sab began to talk amongst themselves about the journey when Allison began to hiss at them; monthly issue? She began to complain once she saw construction signs; there were vehicles being moved. Chevy slew down and they let her go slowly by as the Honda being moved was moved out of the way. She went twenty miles per hour until the area was passed. She then went back to fifty this time.
By then after ten minutes rain began to fall, cleaning up a little bit. The wipers were turned on and the sky darkened. "How much gas does this thing have?" Sab asked once he and Leviathan were done with their conversation. "She's got a full tank. She's a new truck." Chevy answered, driving through a blood puddle. The blood sprayed everything it was surrounded by. It hit the windshield and chassis, but the rain and wipers removed it.
"Gross." Leviathan cough-gagged. "Yeah, really." Sab agreed, sitting back. Chevy then sped up once she saw more zombies running through a green field. But then she slew down, grabbing her gun. Coming to a halt she cocked it and put down her window, confusing the others.
"Oh." The boys said, getting theirs. They put their windows and grabbed their guns, cocking them and aiming, killing the zombies. Allison put her window down and grabbed hers, firing and missing once. She cursed and tried again, killing one this time.
The rain came down harder as Leviathan got out of his seat belt, climbing onto the window pane of the truck, aiming high over the truck, killing the zombies he aimed at. Allison did the same, killing one at a time. Sab gunned down three zombies per second until his clip went empty. He cussed and pulled it out, whipping it at a zombie that was lying wounded on the grass. It got stuck in its eye socket. He then reloaded it and fired until the zombies in that section were gone. There was none coming from the other side, so the other two got back in the truck, putting down their guns with the safety on and getting strapped back in as the other two did. Putting the windows back up, Chevy got them out of there.
By five in the evening when everyone was asleep except for Chevy she happened to stop at a turn-off and put in the directions leading to California; she was just miles away from Ohio. Allison woke up and asked what she was doing and Chevy said,: "You want to get lost?" Allison furrowed her eyebrows at her, beginning to growl. "You know what? Get in the back with Leviathan. I'm tired of your attitude." She hissed at her, waking the boys up.
"Wait-what?" Leviathan asked. "Sab, trade places with Allison." Chevy said, a slight gentleness in her command. "Why?" "She won't stop-" Chevy cussed. "-me off." She finished. "I'm not going back there." Allison hissed, staying put. "Levy won't hurt you. He's not that jackass back at the college that tried to seduce you." Chevy hissed, not going anywhere.
Allison glared, then grabbing her stuff, getting out. She and Sab then traded places, Sab seeming unsure. "What the beep is her problem?" He asked once the door was shut. "I don't know, Sab. She's just a grouch." Chevy sighed, putting the truck back into drive. Sab turned the radio on to the common Country station: Froggy 95. A news lady was begging people to stay indoors and to get to shelter like it was a tornado or something.
"This truck is our shelter." Leviathan sneered, slumping in his seat. Allison gave him a disgusted look. "Quit it." he hissed at her as he tried to get comfortable. Allison hissed like a cat and turned away, looking out the window. Leviathan shook his head in disgust as he began to wonder of what he did wrong. Nothing. He didn't do anything wrong to her. She was just being a snob that deserves to be put out for the zombies. He closed his blue eyes and went to sleep, listening to the radio.
Then Chevy began to talk to Sab. "So what do you think you got in bio?" "I 'dunno'. A 'B' I guess." He said, sounding tired. "I think I got a 'B' too, last year. But I will say: that test was hard." She said low as the other two in the back were asleep; Allison decided to call it an evening.
The rain poured as Chevy slew down by ten as a car blew by, throwing a zombie's body in the middle of the road. Chevy panicked and accidentally sped up, trying to take the turn at sixty miles an hour. But she turned until the truck was on two wheels on the driver side. Leviathan crashed into Allison, causing her to yell at him and try to push him off. Sab got a hold of the wheel, hoping to help out. Chevy had a hard time balancing the truck as Ohio was just a mile away. Sab pulled hard to his right, throwing himself back. The truck hesitated, but then stayed on the left wheels. "Alright. Let's try this again." Sab hissed, grabbing the wheel as Chevy had both hands on it, stabling the truck. He pulled to his right again, this time the truck landed violently and unsteadily on all four wheels.
Due to being a 4-wheel drive it was all over the road, causing the other two to crashing into each other. "SLOWLY press on the brake." Sab said quickly, holding the wheel as he helped steady it. Chevy followed his command and pressed slowly on the brake pedal, ease going through the truck. It was soon under control within a couple minutes. He let go of the wheel as she let both pedals untouched, calming down the truck. She then slowly turned the wheel, getting back in her lane. "Thank you, Sab." She said quietly, unable to look at him. "It's fine." He said quietly, taking his glasses off to clean them. Chevy eyed the road, hoping he's not scared. But he put his glasses on and noticed a car flying down the highway, coming from Ohio.
The tires were all flat and it flipped onto its side, soon skidding while going down the highway. Chevy noticed it and swerved, dodging it by just inches. The truck went to rest in the grass as Sab put his fingers on his temples, wondering what the heck her problem was.
He couldn't speak for several moments as the other two in the back were trying to get to sleep. Chevy looked at him, hoping he's alright. "You could have gotten us killed." He said with a shaking breath. "I understand how you feel." She said quietly, looking away from the handsome boy. He looked at her, jaw shaking. "It's alright then. I would have done the same, except more damage." He said quietly. Chevy sighed and put the truck back into gear, pulling ahead. She then got back onto the highway and reached Ohio less than five minutes later.
 
'''The Dangerous Journey: Part 1:'''
 
By seven at night Sab was driving as Char took his spot; she almost fell asleep at the wheel. As his eyelids began to drop he came upon an intersection twenty miles away from Dayton, Oh. He slew down as he the state's local law enforcement. There was close to twenty vehicles in the grass and highway; there were five Ford F150's, five Chevy Silverados, and five Dodge Rams. There were four Caprice police cars at the crossroad. Sab took his time going through that as an impatient car behind him blared its horn, ushering him to move it. But the Chevy ignored him and continuing at its own pace. As he was going the same pace throughout the massacre the Neon blew by him and blew out all of its tires, causing a scene and lighting parts of the night with sparks. "Stupid idiot." Sab thought, slowly speeding up. After a few more miles of that Sab saw a Trooper and slew down, hoping to not get a ticket and get arrested. But the Trooper blared his siren and turned on his lights, doing something Sab hoped would not happen. He pulled over and the Trooper got out, cautiously walking up to the truck. "I didn't doing anything wrong did I, Officer?" Sab asked nervously. "No, no. I'm just making sure you and your passengers are safe." He said, calming him down. Sab nodded. "Five miles ahead is a motel. Fifty for day staying. Free night stays." He explained. Sab nodded again. "Alright. You all stay safe." The Officer said, walking away. Sab pulled ahead as the Officer got back in his car, going back to his position. He then began to drift off, going into the other lane. He then swerved back into his, waking the other two up. "What's wrong, Chevy?" Leviathan asked, mistaking his friend for his other. "Drowsy." "She" answered, just going with it. "Sorry, Sab. I thought you were-" "It's fine. If you want to drive then go ahead." Sab said tiredly, pulling over. Leviathan said, "Alright." and the two swapped spots, Leviathan taking the wheel. He then continued the trip until Sab let him know about a motel just up the road. "Alright. Here we are." Leviathan said five miles later. The other three woke up and grabbed their stuff, getting out. Leviathan took the keys out and passed them to Chevy as she was to his left, Sab to her left. Allison was behind them. "Thanks, Levy." She said, calling him his childhood nickname. He nodded in the lights of the motel as they walked in. The concierge looked up at them from his desk as a woman was checking files. "Can I help you?" The man asked, getting a notepad. "Yeah. We're just hoping to spend the night." Leviathan answered, still pretty tired. He nodded and passed them two keys; girls in one room, the boys in the other across the hall. "Get your rest." He said politely. The teens nodded and thanked them. When Chevy and Allison arrived to theirs Chevy was already comfortable with the room, but her college roommate was a total snob about it. "I don't like it." She sassed, tossing her stuff down by the door. "Will you just STOP being such a grouch? You were fine when sitting with Leviathan. What the-" she cussed angrily. Allison scoffed and went for the bedroom, leaving her ticked off roommate in the main room. Chevy growled and got into her suitcase, pulling out her pillow and lightest blanket, calming herself down. She then lied down on the couch, closing her eyes as her roommate took the only bed. As she lied there the boys were making a racket in their room as rain decided to come back down. Moaning, she got up and left the room, going across the hall to pound on their door. It felt as though she were in the college, pounding on the other girls' door because they were loud and who knows what they were doing in there. But Leviathan came to the door and opened it, confused. "What's wrong?" He asked, confused. "Quiet down. Sheesh." She eased, being playful. "That wasn't us. That was coming next door." He explained. "What the-" he then said,walking away from and leaving the door open. She walked in uninvited anyway and went to investigate. "Who said you could come in?" Sab asked playfully as he was looking out the window. "Levy left the door open." She explained, going to the window. She then looked around, wondering what he was looking at. Then the noises happened again. "The-" Sab cusses and stared at the wall, somewhat grossed out. Leviathan tapped the wall, but the sounds never stopped. "I got this." Chevy said, walking up to the wall. She then pounded on it, the sounds instantly muting. "If they continue then pound on the wall. They'll stop eventually." She explained low. Leviathan nodded, thanking her. She then walked out, closing their door and going back to hers. "Maybe I should've asked to stay." She thought, listening to Allison snore like a boar. She sighed and walked back out, going across the hall. She then opened the door and asked if she could just stay in there. Sab looked at Leviathan and he looked at Sab, shrugging. "Yeah. She may-" Leviathan cussed. "you off again. So get your stuff and come in." He finished. Chevy nodded and did as told, closing Allison's door and going into the boy's room, setting her stuff by theirs. "We got two couches. You go ahead and take the bed." Leviathan offered. "No, this is your room. One of you take it." She denied politely. "No, we're being gentleman. You take it." Sab denied. "And besides we've slept on couches probably more than you have." Leviathan teased playfully. "Alright." Chevy said tiredly, going for the bedroom. She opened the door and just left it open, climbing into the bed. She then closed her eyes, acting like one of the boys as though one of them were in there; leaving the door wide open. The next morning when the rain came back down everyone woke up and began to get ready to leave. Of course Allison threw a fit because Chevy was with the boys in their room. But she excused herself to brush her hair in her and Allison's room. Leviathan and Sab accepted the gesture and went on with what they were doing. "Why were you in there?" Allison asked harshly as Chevy walked in. "You snore like a boar and ticked me off yesterday. AND besides you would yell at me anyway." Chevy answered, annoyed. She then went to the bathroom to fix her hair. "Yeah... you probably got lucky with them too I bet." Allison snapped, getting her brush. "No I did not. They stayed out there while they gave me the bedroom." Chevy hissed, putting her hair up. Allison put hers up and repacked, Chevy doing the same. She then met up with Sab to check on him as he was staring out the window in his room. Leviathan was in another room. "How you feeling?" She asked him, wrapping her arms around him as a friendly gesture. "Alright. I'm not bothered." He said with a small smile. He turned and faced her, his beautiful dark eyes dancing. The brown appeared close to a black in the dim morning. Chevy chuckled and gave him a shallow nuzzle, picking on him. Sab chuckled and then kissed her as Leviathan walked in, he stopping in his tracks. Chevy's blood went cold. Leviathan cleared his throat. "Oh, sorry." Sab said, pulling away. "Right." Leviathan said slowly. He then went to pack. Then Sab looked out the window, laughing all of a sudden. "What?" Chevy asked. "Oh, I'm just watching the dumb zombies eating out of a dumpster out there." He chuckled. He then snapped out of an actual joke. He cussed. "- there are zombies!" He fretted. Chevy looked out the window and cussed. Leviathan heard and went to make sure he had everything packed up. "What's wrong?" Allison asked, not like a snob this time. "There's flesh-asses out there." Sab sighed, Chevy letting him go. They then went for their stuff. Once they had everything they left the motel rooms and turned in their room keys, soon leaving. The rain was cold as there were walkers nearby. A couple appeared to become perverted with a few cars and light poles. The teens got back in the truck as Sab took the driver's side, starting the Chevy. He then backed out and put it in Neutral, going to the exit. Chevy turned on the GPS built into the truck as Sab puled ahead. He soon plowed into a zombie, it exploding partially. "WHOA!" He gasped, the truck going right over it. There appeared to be a speed bump in the middle of the road; the zombie was a fat one. "What?" Leviathan asked, confused. "You hit a bump or something?" Allison hissed. "No. Hit a zombie." Sab said, wondering where it came from. Then Leviathan saw one coming to his left. "What?" He sneered at it, baring his cat teeth in which he received from a Halloween party from four days ago. "What?" Allison pestered, suddenly playful. "There's a flesh-ass coming my way." He answered. The zombie then ignored them and marched out into traffic, getting nailed by a by-passing pick-up truck as big as Sab's Chevy. Blood sprayed the truck as rain came down, washing it off. "SORRY!" hollered the person driving by. "Yeah." Sab said slowly, soon going toward the west. The rain poured as the miles leading to Dayton were getting distinguished mile by mile. One mile. Two miles. Three miles. They came and went until they were welcomed into Dayton, Ohio by a welcoming sign. The city was still really nice; not much buildings burned down nor anything bad. Some cars that crashed into each other were moved carefully out of that way as not to disturb the pavement. Bins surrounding any wreckage contained car parts as a way of respecting survivors to pass safely. Sab eventually came to another intersection with the same amount of vehicles in every direction. Except the Swat team was standing silently in rows of dozens, unable to tell how many there are. A woman came up to the truck and began to talk with Sab, wondering where he was going. "California." He answered, trying not to be nervous. She was busy writing down information as some of the Swat team was talking amongst themselves. Then one happened to look up and yell, "ZOMBIES!" Then the team grabbed their assault rifles and began to shoot at the zombies. Some jumped as though they were leaping lords. Blood sprayed down heavily as it sprayed buildings and other vehicles and people. Sab's Chevy was sprayed heavily as some of the Swat team was, too. "Ahh!" Sab and Chevy moaned as blood continued to pour down. "What?-uh gross." Leviathan groaned. Allison watched it all, trying not to hurl. The four teens could smell it all. And man did it smell! Once the last of the blood came down a Police woman came over as rain continued to come down. "Over there is a car wash. Go get this sucker cleaned off." She said. Sab nodded and used his wipers, although they weren't working right due to zombie guts on the windshield. "Ah, the wipers aren't working." He hissed, managing to see. He pulled into the wash and another cop put on the cycles, getting ready. The truck pulled in and began to get a clean-up. And right there: Allison began to talk with Leviathan for once. "We might as well talk. You never know what will happen." Leviathan agreed gently; he was still loving, although he was serious. She sighed and knew he was right; it was now or never. OR by the end of the trip. Chevy and Sab decided to stay out of it. Allison peered deep and longingly into Leviathan's eyes, watching the different shades of blue swarm into warm shades. Pacific Ocean warm. She took his hand into hers, feeling the sweaty warmth. He looked down and watched, blood flow warming. He then began to talk to her again, letting her know she can trust him. The blues in his eyes placed a spell on her: a spell she cannot escape from. Damn herself for being a jerk to him. "So you aren't the college pervert?" "No. That was some Brent kid. He tried to get you drunk and "woo-hoo" with you. But I nearly knocked him out for it. Eh, he was drunk, too." He explained, his hands in hers. She nodded, noticing the truth. She couldn't disagree with his beautiful eyes, especially when he was warm. But when he's angry his eyes freeze you in a split second; she's learned that the easy way, believe it or not. But when Leviathan looked away due to something Chevy and Sab said Allison pinched his hand, getting his attention again. "Ow." He said gently. She smiled for a brief second before they eyed each other again, getting him to concentrate. He then began to concentrate, trying to read her thoughts through a pair of soft, Asian-like brown eyes. Then the truck began to pull ahead as it was washed off. The burgundy shown proudly as the Chevy symbol on the front bumper exposed the beauty of the beast. Sab honked the horn as he drove off, continuing to go west. Allison and Leviathan fell asleep in the back, hands in hands. Sab looked down as Chevy's hand as she was looking out the window as the radio was on, quiet Country music summoning her mind. Sab then looked back up at the road, letting go of the wheel. He then memorized the position of her hand, soon holding it. He felt it heat up as Chevy smiled warmly; he truly is her Boyfriend, not just her friend from the past. She then heard him ask himself, "Why'd I leave her?" She didn't want to interrupt his train in thoughts, so she just sat there, listening to the radio. A sad song came on next. Sab then let her hand go and used both to turn the wheel, taking a turn. He then took it again, hearing her chuckle. A warm smile spread on his lips. By night-time Allison was the one driving; she decided she wanted to take Sab's place, especially since he almost put the truck in the ditch. She looked around, yawning at the same time. She then eyes the road, wondering the next pit stop. She came up to a gas station with its lights off, but gas overhead lamps on. She pulled in at a pump and let her passengers know they're at a gas station. Leviathan woke up and got out, offering to get gas as she and the other two used the restroom. As he was getting gas he was doing a little dance as he waited. "The truck about has nothing when we arrive. Huh." He muttered, getting gas. Chevy was out by the time he was done. He finished when Sab came out, the two holding hands and quietly talking. Leviathan quickly returned the pump and jogged to the men's room. "I wonder where our next pit stop is." Sab said quietly to Chevy as they were arriving to the Chevy. "I don't know." She said low, resting her head on his shoulder, feeling a muscular man in them. They then got in the back of the truck, Chevy getting in his arms. She then helped adjust his seat belt as they went to share it. "You like it when I hold you?" He asked, holding her tightly. She kissed his neck and said, "I feel safe when I'm with you. School wasn't the same when you left." She whispered as the other two were showing up. "I know. And I'm sorry." He whispered, sounding upset. As Leviathan and Allison were showing up they were speaking privately. "You'll need someone to keep you safe if something happens to you." Leviathan said gently. "I know." She agreed, wondering how Chevy acts as brave as she is. "But since Sab has Chevy and she has him... why not I have you?" He asked, his voice truthful. She nodded in agreement, knowing what she did to him yesterday made her an untrustworthy pest. She took his hand and leaned her head against his arm, inhaling his leftover cologne. She then let off, getting in the truck. He got in and started it, putting on their seat belts and he pulling out, hoping no one's around. He then went to the end and turned left, going west. As he was driving his eyelids began to drop; he was getting tired. He looked around rapidly and yawned, staying awake. He drove until he found a turn-off. He pulled onto it and realized it led to a path in the woods. "Okay then." He thought, going that way. He drove until he came to a bright area lit by vehicle headlights, candles, lighters, and lanterns and flashlights. Some people were smoking at the same time. A fat man welcomed them as he got to the driver's side. Leviathan pulled over, putting his window down. "Welcome to our turn'off in the woods. Park it and make yourself at home." He said with an unmanly high-pitched voice. Leviathan nodded and found a spot putting the exhausted truck in park. Leviathan honked the horn, waking his friends up. Allison woke up and looked around her, wondering where the heck they are. She watched Leviathan reached behind him and pull his suitcase from the back. She grabbed hers as it was at her feet. They then began to get out as Chevy and Sab were just waking up. "Where are we?" Sab asked quickly. "You're in the woods." Said a fat man loud as he was drinking whiskey. He nodded as his girlfriend got off him, then adjusting the seat and giving him a hand. They then grabbed their stuff and got out, getting blinded by a headlight. A fat woman laughed as Chevy dropped her suitcase on Sab's foot. She cussed and yelled at her. Sab stood there, showing no pain. Then a man said something to Leviathan, but he said, "No the truck belongs to my friend." He said, pointing at Chevy. "Better take care of it." He said with a high-pitched voice, lighting a cigar. She stood with her head held high, not afraid of the man. "Brave, aren't ya?" Asked a woman low with a high-pitched voice as she lit a cigarette. "Oh, yes." Chevy answered, wrapping her arm around Sab as he stood there, glaring at all the smoke; he and his girlfriend are both allergic to it. But he was a distance so he's safe. "Come, get your things out. This is our resting place for the night." Said a man, not paying attention as he was lighting a cigar. "They do." hissed another with a rather womanly voice. "Honey, how dare you smoke that piece of-" the smoking man's wife cussed. "That thing will attract zombies faster than flies flying to a light." His wife finished while hissing with a high-pitched voice.  He shrugs and blows smoke in another man's face. The man getting it gagged and belched; he was drunk. There was a few fat women laughing as they were smoking. One lit a cigarette as she was leaning against a pale yellow Chevy Trailblazer. A man took a sip of whiskey as he leaned against a midnight blue Chevy Blazer. Another was smoking a cigar as he was leaning against an Olive GMC Jimmy. "There's a lot of vehicles here." Sab muttered to Chevy. She nodded in agreement. Then a man admitted to being five Chevy's, five, five Dodges, five Fords, and three Jimmies. He of course belched after each word. "Quiet, you horse." A woman manly hissed, drinking from a Vodka bottle. One of the men offered Chevy a bottle of whiskey, but she denied it several times. "Hey, no peer pressure." Allison said, drinking some herself. What the heck is she doing? She's only eighteen, going on nineteen in just two days. But Leviathan was pressured and he was too tired to notice the drink he was given. Chevy continued to deny until the man gave up. Sab then told her to get in the truck with him. She obeyed and grabbed their things, getting in the truck. Once inside she pulled out her blanket from college, Sab helping to cover them up. "It's crazy here." He whispered as she lied in his arms again. "Yeah, really." She agreed, watching the other two have fun times with the adults.▼
By seven at night Sab was driving as Char took his spot; she almost fell asleep at the wheel. As his eyelids began to drop he came upon an intersection twenty miles away from Dayton, Oh. He slew down as he saw the state's local law enforcement. There was close to twenty vehicles in the grass and highway; there were five Ford F150's, five Chevy Silverados, and five Dodge Rams. There were four Caprice police cars at the crossroad.
Sab took his time going through that as an impatient car behind him blared its horn, ushering him to move it. But the Chevy ignored him and continuing at its own pace. As he was going the same pace throughout the massacre the Neon blew by him and blew out all of its tires, causing a scene and lighting parts of the night with sparks. "Stupid idiot." Sab thought, slowly speeding up.
After a few more miles of that Sab saw a Trooper and slew down, hoping to not get a ticket and get arrested. But the Trooper blared his siren and turned on his lights, doing something Sab hoped would not happen. He pulled over and the Trooper got out, cautiously walking up to the truck. "I didn't doing anything wrong did I, Officer?" Sab asked nervously. "No, no. I'm just making sure you and your passengers are safe." He said, calming him down. Sab nodded. "Five miles ahead is a motel. Fifty for day staying. Free night stays." He explained. Sab nodded again. "Alright. You all stay safe." The Officer said, walking away. Sab pulled ahead as the Officer got back in his car, going back to his position.
He then began to drift off, going into the other lane. He then swerved back into his, waking the other two up. "What's wrong, Chevy?" Leviathan asked, mistaking his friend for his other. "Drowsy." "She" answered, just going with it. "Sorry, Sab. I thought you were-" "It's fine. If you want to drive then go ahead." Sab said tiredly, pulling over. Leviathan said, "Alright." and the two swapped spots, Leviathan taking the wheel. He then continued the trip until Sab let him know about a motel just up the road.
▲By seven at night Sab was driving as Char took his spot; she almost fell asleep at the wheel. As his eyelids began to drop he came upon an intersection twenty miles away from Dayton, Oh. He slew down as he the state's local law enforcement. There was close to twenty vehicles in the grass and highway; there were five Ford F150's, five Chevy Silverados, and five Dodge Rams. There were four Caprice police cars at the crossroad. Sab took his time going through that as an impatient car behind him blared its horn, ushering him to move it. But the Chevy ignored him and continuing at its own pace. As he was going the same pace throughout the massacre the Neon blew by him and blew out all of its tires, causing a scene and lighting parts of the night with sparks. "Stupid idiot." Sab thought, slowly speeding up. After a few more miles of that Sab saw a Trooper and slew down, hoping to not get a ticket and get arrested. But the Trooper blared his siren and turned on his lights, doing something Sab hoped would not happen. He pulled over and the Trooper got out, cautiously walking up to the truck. "I didn't doing anything wrong did I, Officer?" Sab asked nervously. "No, no. I'm just making sure you and your passengers are safe." He said, calming him down. Sab nodded. "Five miles ahead is a motel. Fifty for day staying. Free night stays." He explained. Sab nodded again. "Alright. You all stay safe." The Officer said, walking away. Sab pulled ahead as the Officer got back in his car, going back to his position. He then began to drift off, going into the other lane. He then swerved back into his, waking the other two up. "What's wrong, Chevy?" Leviathan asked, mistaking his friend for his other. "Drowsy." "She" answered, just going with it. "Sorry, Sab. I thought you were-" "It's fine. If you want to drive then go ahead." Sab said tiredly, pulling over. Leviathan said, "Alright." and the two swapped spots, Leviathan taking the wheel. He then continued the trip until Sab let him know about a motel just up the road. "Alright. Here we are." Leviathan said five miles later. The other three woke up and grabbed their stuff, getting out. Leviathan took the keys out and passed them to Chevy as she was to his left, Sab to her left. Allison was behind them. "Thanks, Levy." She said, calling him his childhood nickname. He nodded in the lights of the motel as they walked in. The concierge looked up at them from his desk as a woman was checking files. "Can I help you?" The man asked, getting a notepad. "Yeah. We're just hoping to spend the night." Leviathan answered, still pretty tired. He nodded and passed them two keys; girls in one room, the boys in the other across the hall. "Get your rest." He said politely. The teens nodded and thanked them. When Chevy and Allison arrived to theirs Chevy was already comfortable with the room, but her college roommate was a total snob about it. "I don't like it." She sassed, tossing her stuff down by the door. "Will you just STOP being such a grouch? You were fine when sitting with Leviathan. What the-" she cussed angrily. Allison scoffed and went for the bedroom, leaving her ticked off roommate in the main room. Chevy growled and got into her suitcase, pulling out her pillow and lightest blanket, calming herself down. She then lied down on the couch, closing her eyes as her roommate took the only bed. As she lied there the boys were making a racket in their room as rain decided to come back down. Moaning, she got up and left the room, going across the hall to pound on their door. It felt as though she were in the college, pounding on the other girls' door because they were loud and who knows what they were doing in there. But Leviathan came to the door and opened it, confused. "What's wrong?" He asked, confused. "Quiet down. Sheesh." She eased, being playful. "That wasn't us. That was coming next door." He explained. "What the-" he then said, walking away from and leaving the door open. She walked in uninvited anyway and went to investigate. "Who said you could come in?" Sab asked playfully as he was looking out the window. "Levy left the door open." She explained, going to the window. She then looked around, wondering what he was looking at. Then the noises happened again. "The-" Sab cusses and stared at the wall, somewhat grossed out. Leviathan tapped the wall, but the sounds never stopped. "I got this." Chevy said, walking up to the wall. She then pounded on it, the sounds instantly muting. "If they continue then pound on the wall. They'll stop eventually." She explained low. Leviathan nodded, thanking her. She then walked out, closing their door and going back to hers. "Maybe I should've asked to stay." She thought, listening to Allison snore like a boar. She sighed and walked back out, going across the hall. She then opened the door and asked if she could just stay in there. Sab looked at Leviathan and he looked at Sab, shrugging. "Yeah. She may-" Leviathan cussed. "you off again. So get your stuff and come in." He finished. Chevy nodded and did as told, closing Allison's door and going into the boy's room, setting her stuff by theirs. "We got two couches. You go ahead and take the bed." Leviathan offered. "No, this is your room. One of you take it." She denied politely. "No, we're being gentleman. You take it." Sab denied. "And besides we've slept on couches probably more than you have." Leviathan teased playfully. "Alright." Chevy said tiredly, going for the bedroom. She opened the door and just left it open, climbing into the bed. She then closed her eyes, acting like one of the boys as though one of them were in there; leaving the door wide open. The next morning when the rain came back down everyone woke up and began to get ready to leave. Of course Allison threw a fit because Chevy was with the boys in their room. But she excused herself to brush her hair in her and Allison's room. Leviathan and Sab accepted the gesture and went on with what they were doing. "Why were you in there?" Allison asked harshly as Chevy walked in. "You snore like a boar and ticked me off yesterday. AND besides you would yell at me anyway." Chevy answered, annoyed. She then went to the bathroom to fix her hair. "Yeah... you probably got lucky with them too I bet." Allison snapped, getting her brush. "No I did not. They stayed out there while they gave me the bedroom." Chevy hissed, putting her hair up. Allison put hers up and repacked, Chevy doing the same. She then met up with Sab to check on him as he was staring out the window in his room. Leviathan was in another room. "How you feeling?" She asked him, wrapping her arms around him as a friendly gesture. "Alright. I'm not bothered." He said with a small smile. He turned and faced her, his beautiful dark eyes dancing. The brown appeared close to a black in the dim morning. Chevy chuckled and gave him a shallow nuzzle, picking on him. Sab chuckled and then kissed her as Leviathan walked in, he stopping in his tracks. Chevy's blood went cold. Leviathan cleared his throat. "Oh, sorry." Sab said, pulling away. "Right." Leviathan said slowly. He then went to pack. Then Sab looked out the window, laughing all of a sudden. "What?" Chevy asked. "Oh, I'm just watching the dumb zombies eating out of a dumpster out there." He chuckled. He then snapped out of an actual joke. He cussed. "- there are zombies!" He fretted. Chevy looked out the window and cussed. Leviathan heard and went to make sure he had everything packed up. "What's wrong?" Allison asked, not like a snob this time. "There's flesh-asses out there." Sab sighed, Chevy letting him go. They then went for their stuff. Once they had everything they left the motel rooms and turned in their room keys, soon leaving. The rain was cold as there were walkers nearby. A couple appeared to become perverted with a few cars and light poles. The teens got back in the truck as Sab took the driver's side, starting the Chevy. He then backed out and put it in Neutral, going to the exit. Chevy turned on the GPS built into the truck as Sab puled ahead. He soon plowed into a zombie, it exploding partially. "WHOA!" He gasped, the truck going right over it. There appeared to be a speed bump in the middle of the road; the zombie was a fat one. "What?" Leviathan asked, confused. "You hit a bump or something?" Allison hissed. "No. Hit a zombie." Sab said, wondering where it came from. Then Leviathan saw one coming to his left. "What?" He sneered at it, baring his cat teeth in which he received from a Halloween party from four days ago. "What?" Allison pestered, suddenly playful. "There's a flesh-ass coming my way." He answered. The zombie then ignored them and marched out into traffic, getting nailed by a by-passing pick-up truck as big as Sab's Chevy. Blood sprayed the truck as rain came down, washing it off. "SORRY!" hollered the person driving by. "Yeah." Sab said slowly, soon going toward the west. The rain poured as the miles leading to Dayton were getting distinguished mile by mile. One mile. Two miles. Three miles. They came and went until they were welcomed into Dayton, Ohio by a welcoming sign. The city was still really nice; not much buildings burned down nor anything bad. Some cars that crashed into each other were moved carefully out of that way as not to disturb the pavement. Bins surrounding any wreckage contained car parts as a way of respecting survivors to pass safely. Sab eventually came to another intersection with the same amount of vehicles in every direction. Except the Swat team was standing silently in rows of dozens, unable to tell how many there are. A woman came up to the truck and began to talk with Sab, wondering where he was going. "California." He answered, trying not to be nervous. She was busy writing down information as some of the Swat team was talking amongst themselves. Then one happened to look up and yell, "ZOMBIES!" Then the team grabbed their assault rifles and began to shoot at the zombies. Some jumped as though they were leaping lords. Blood sprayed down heavily as it sprayed buildings and other vehicles and people. Sab's Chevy was sprayed heavily as some of the Swat team was, too. "Ahh!" Sab and Chevy moaned as blood continued to pour down. "What?-uh gross." Leviathan groaned. Allison watched it all, trying not to hurl. The four teens could smell it all. And man did it smell! Once the last of the blood came down a Police woman came over as rain continued to come down. "Over there is a car wash. Go get this sucker cleaned off." She said. Sab nodded and used his wipers, although they weren't working right due to zombie guts on the windshield. "Ah, the wipers aren't working." He hissed, managing to see. He pulled into the wash and another cop put on the cycles, getting ready. The truck pulled in and began to get a clean-up. And right there: Allison began to talk with Leviathan for once. "We might as well talk. You never know what will happen." Leviathan agreed gently; he was still loving, although he was serious. She sighed and knew he was right; it was now or never. OR by the end of the trip. Chevy and Sab decided to stay out of it. Allison peered deep and longingly into Leviathan's eyes, watching the different shades of blue swarm into warm shades. Pacific Ocean warm. She took his hand into hers, feeling the sweaty warmth. He looked down and watched, blood flow warming. He then began to talk to her again, letting her know she can trust him. The blues in his eyes placed a spell on her: a spell she cannot escape from. Damn herself for being a jerk to him. "So you aren't the college pervert?" "No. That was some Brent kid. He tried to get you drunk and "woo-hoo" with you. But I nearly knocked him out for it. Eh, he was drunk, too." He explained, his hands in hers. She nodded, noticing the truth. She couldn't disagree with his beautiful eyes, especially when he was warm. But when he's angry his eyes freeze you in a split second; she's learned that the easy way, believe it or not. But when Leviathan looked away due to something Chevy and Sab said Allison pinched his hand, getting his attention again. "Ow." He said gently. She smiled for a brief second before they eyed each other again, getting him to concentrate. He then began to concentrate, trying to read her thoughts through a pair of soft, Asian-like brown eyes. Then the truck began to pull ahead as it was washed off. The burgundy shown proudly as the Chevy symbol on the front bumper exposed the beauty of the beast. Sab honked the horn as he drove off, continuing to go west. Allison and Leviathan fell asleep in the back, hands in hands. Sab looked down as Chevy's hand as she was looking out the window as the radio was on, quiet Country music summoning her mind. Sab then looked back up at the road, letting go of the wheel. He then memorized the position of her hand, soon holding it. He felt it heat up as Chevy smiled warmly; he truly is her Boyfriend, not just her friend from the past. She then heard him ask himself, "Why'd I leave her?" She didn't want to interrupt his train in thoughts, so she just sat there, listening to the radio. A sad song came on next. Sab then let her hand go and used both to turn the wheel, taking a turn. He then took it again, hearing her chuckle. A warm smile spread on his lips. By night-time Allison was the one driving; she decided she wanted to take Sab's place, especially since he almost put the truck in the ditch. She looked around, yawning at the same time. She then eyes the road, wondering the next pit stop. She came up to a gas station with its lights off, but gas overhead lamps on. She pulled in at a pump and let her passengers know they're at a gas station. Leviathan woke up and got out, offering to get gas as she and the other two used the restroom. As he was getting gas he was doing a little dance as he waited. "The truck about has nothing when we arrive. Huh." He muttered, getting gas. Chevy was out by the time he was done. He finished when Sab came out, the two holding hands and quietly talking. Leviathan quickly returned the pump and jogged to the men's room. "I wonder where our next pit stop is." Sab said quietly to Chevy as they were arriving to the Chevy. "I don't know." She said low, resting her head on his shoulder, feeling a muscular man in them. They then got in the back of the truck, Chevy getting in his arms. She then helped adjust his seat belt as they went to share it. "You like it when I hold you?" He asked, holding her tightly. She kissed his neck and said, "I feel safe when I'm with you. School wasn't the same when you left." She whispered as the other two were showing up. "I know. And I'm sorry." He whispered, sounding upset. As Leviathan and Allison were showing up they were speaking privately. "You'll need someone to keep you safe if something happens to you." Leviathan said gently. "I know." She agreed, wondering how Chevy acts as brave as she is. "But since Sab has Chevy and she has him... why not I have you?" He asked, his voice truthful. She nodded in agreement, knowing what she did to him yesterday made her an untrustworthy pest. She took his hand and leaned her head against his arm, inhaling his leftover cologne. She then let off, getting in the truck. He got in and started it, putting on their seat belts and he pulling out, hoping no one's around. He then went to the end and turned left, going west. As he was driving his eyelids began to drop; he was getting tired. He looked around rapidly and yawned, staying awake. He drove until he found a turn-off. He pulled onto it and realized it led to a path in the woods. "Okay then." He thought, going that way. He drove until he came to a bright area lit by vehicle headlights, candles, lighters, and lanterns and flashlights. Some people were smoking at the same time. A fat man welcomed them as he got to the driver's side. Leviathan pulled over, putting his window down. "Welcome to our turn'off in the woods. Park it and make yourself at home." He said with an unmanly high-pitched voice. Leviathan nodded and found a spot putting the exhausted truck in park. Leviathan honked the horn, waking his friends up. Allison woke up and looked around her, wondering where the heck they are. She watched Leviathan reached behind him and pull his suitcase from the back. She grabbed hers as it was at her feet. They then began to get out as Chevy and Sab were just waking up. "Where are we?" Sab asked quickly. "You're in the woods." Said a fat man loud as he was drinking whiskey. He nodded as his girlfriend got off him, then adjusting the seat and giving him a hand. They then grabbed their stuff and got out, getting blinded by a headlight. A fat woman laughed as Chevy dropped her suitcase on Sab's foot. She cussed and yelled at her. Sab stood there, showing no pain. Then a man said something to Leviathan, but he said, "No the truck belongs to my friend." He said, pointing at Chevy. "Better take care of it." He said with a high-pitched voice, lighting a cigar. She stood with her head held high, not afraid of the man. "Brave, aren't ya?" Asked a woman low with a high-pitched voice as she lit a cigarette. "Oh, yes." Chevy answered, wrapping her arm around Sab as he stood there, glaring at all the smoke; he and his girlfriend are both allergic to it. But he was a distance so he's safe. "Come, get your things out. This is our resting place for the night." Said a man, not paying attention as he was lighting a cigar. "They do." hissed another with a rather womanly voice. "Honey, how dare you smoke that piece of-" the smoking man's wife cussed. "That thing will attract zombies faster than flies flying to a light." His wife finished while hissing with a high-pitched voice.  He shrugs and blows smoke in another man's face. The man getting it gagged and belched; he was drunk. There was a few fat women laughing as they were smoking. One lit a cigarette as she was leaning against a pale yellow Chevy Trailblazer. A man took a sip of whiskey as he leaned against a midnight blue Chevy Blazer. Another was smoking a cigar as he was leaning against an Olive GMC Jimmy. "There's a lot of vehicles here." Sab muttered to Chevy. She nodded in agreement. Then a man admitted to being five Chevy's, five, five Dodges, five Fords, and three Jimmies. He of course belched after each word. "Quiet, you horse." A woman manly hissed, drinking from a Vodka bottle. One of the men offered Chevy a bottle of whiskey, but she denied it several times. "Hey, no peer pressure." Allison said, drinking some herself. What the heck is she doing? She's only eighteen, going on nineteen in just two days. But Leviathan was pressured and he was too tired to notice the drink he was given. Chevy continued to deny until the man gave up. Sab then told her to get in the truck with him. She obeyed and grabbed their things, getting in the truck. Once inside she pulled out her blanket from college, Sab helping to cover them up. "It's crazy here." He whispered as she lied in his arms again. "Yeah, really." She agreed, watching the other two have fun times with the adults.
 
'''Quick Accident (Dangerous Journey: Part 1'''
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