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It wasn't long before everyone in the boy's dorm of the community college started screaming and yelling. Leviathan woke up and started cussing quietly to himself as his roommate Sabastian was just returning from asking a counselor of what was going on. "What's going on?" Leviathan asked him as he got out of bed. "Zombies, Man. There's even explosions due to cars exploding, too." Sabastian answered, sounding pretty tired; he went to bed two hours after the bedtime drill went off due to studying. Leviathan sighed and put his shoes on, walking out the door. He met up with a couple counselors as they were chatting about the situation. "You and Sabastian check on the girls. Hurry." One said calmly. He nodded and went to his room, getting Sab's attention. "Yeah?" He asked, putting on his shoes; he went barefoot. "Hurry up and get them on. We have to check on the girls." He explained. His roommate slipped them on and joined him, walking to the hall and going downstairs. As they were arriving to the girl's dorm they ran into Chevy as she was standing there with her stuff. She's a well-built female with male strength with long dark hair, hazel eyes with Country traits. As for her name Chevy, "Chev" was also a nickname Leviathan called her at the start of her first year with him, but he no longer calls her it anymore. She appeared to be in a hurry. "We were told to check on you guys. Mr. Richardson said so." Leviathan said. His roommate nodded in agreement. "Where you going, Sunset?" Sabastian asked her. "Anywhere but here." She answered quickly; she was waiting on her roommate. "You can't leave." Leviathan said sourly. "You guys can come too if you want." She said, voice calmer. "Fine. I'll come then." Sab said, retreating back to his dorm. Leviathan looked at her, wondering what the heck her problem was. But she only looked at him with calm greens in her eyes and motioned for him to go. He sighed and followed his roommate. Back at his dorm Leviathan began to pack up as Sabastian is, hoping they won't miss their carpool while completely ignoring what the counselor's said. Eh, they can lie about it. Once packed five minutes later he and Sabastian left their dorm and handed in their room keys to the councelors as their hands were held out as though to get something. "MR. ARLINGTON! MR. KIFER! THAT AIN'T WHERE THIS-!" but they were already gone. They met up with Chevy and Allison as they were waiting. "Ready?" Chevy asked as they were going down the stairs. All three nodded. "Then let's go." She said rather quickly, they running down stairs.

She felt the shaking as though it were a hurricane; there were explosions in the distance. She ended up waking up as other students in the female dorm were making a ruckus as there was panic. She sat up and noticed her roommate Allison standing by the door, shaking from frieght. "What's going on?" Chevy asked her, rubbing her eyes as they were a tired green. "It's the apocalypse. The zombies!" She fretted, scared. "Here she goes again." She thought, getting up. She put her shoes on and went to find out more about the chaos. Her counselors were in the hallway, talking while keeping the other students under control. "Can you tell me what happened?" Chevy asked, tiredness in her voice. A counselor eyes her, pausing to glare at her. "There's zombies on the loose. We're coming up with a way to protect everybody." She answered, sounding like a snob. "I'm not staying then. I got my own vehicle." She said bravely, walking away. "Sunset, this is a critical situation. If you don't-" but Chevy was already in her room, packing. "Where you going?" Allison asked worriedly. "Anywhere but here." Chevy answered, taking her things off the walls. Allison sighed and went to the window, wondering what to do. She stood there until her roommate was done packing and left. Shen ran after her, losing her balance along the way. "Chevy, you can't leave." She said, getting up. She only stared as she turned around. "Your point is...?"  "I'm coming with you." Allison said, getting up. Chevy sighed. "Hurry then. There's not much time." She said, going to the hallway. She then went downstairs as Allison retreated to pack. Then a couple boys she was friends with trudged up the stairs, in a hurry. "Mr. Richardson said we were to check on you guys." Leviathan said. Chevy nodded. "Where you going, Sunset?" Sabastian asked. "Anywhere but here." She answered, bored from waiting. "You can't leave." Leviathan denied sourly. "You guys can come, too, if you like." Chevy offered. Sabastian said, "Sure. I'll come then." and went back downstairs. Leviathan glared at Chevy. But she only stared at him, calm green eyes peering into arctic blue ones. "Fine." He sighed, retreating. She sighed in relief once Allison showed up. "We leaving?" She asked. Chevy shook her head. "Why?" Because we got a couple boys coming with us." She answered like a smart allic. "You know what they'll do to us?" Allison fretted. Chevy wanted to back-hand her. "It's only Sab and Leviathan. They won't do anything to us." She scowled, wishing she'd stop being such a crybaby. She then went down the stairs behind Chevy at a rather fast pace. Anyone coming up gave them odd looks. "You know you-" a girl got cut off. They ignored her as they went to wait by the boys' dorm. They showed up a few minutes later, ready to leave. "Ready?" Chevy asked. All three nodded. "Then let's go." She said rather quickly, they running downstairs.

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 rabiesa 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.