Zombie Madness (Pt. 1)

John and Rick are two "normal" friends, they grew up together, went to the same school etc. They both became successful cops working for the LAPD, but one night everything changes. Their girls disappear and the streets are packed with zombies.

A Normal Start

”Hey, dude... Dude... Dude... Duuude... FUCKNUT, I’M TALKING TO YOU!”John yelled at his fellow friend who had fallen asleep. John was a black male, he was quite strong, tall and dangerous, and the fact that his best friend/partner was sleeping on the job more than half the time really pissed him off.

“YEAH, I’m awake… Stop screaming, those gangsters might hear us!” Rick replied, Rick was John’s best friend and partner, the guy who was asleep more than half the time on the job. Rick was a white male, he was just as tall as John, but he wasn’t as strong, Rick was faster and had the agility John did not have.

“Oh, you mean those gangsters who left four hours ago… You mean those gangsters who got away because you fell asleep!?” John was really pissed off, they could lose their jobs for this, and their chief wasn’t going to be happy. Working in LA as a cop and chasing criminals was a really tough job… Especially when John had to take care of Rick which kept on sleeping.

 “Why didn’t you get them yourself…? Or call for backup!?”

“Are you f*****g crazy, you’re telling me that I’ll take down fifteen gangsters all by myself, and you know what, if I’d call and tell the chief we need backup because you fell asleep again then he’d fire you immediately!”

“Well, I guess he will fire us anyway now, right!?”
“Yes, dumbass, he’s gonna fire us as soon as we get back… Hell, we could just shoot ourselves right now instead.”

They heard some static from the police radio in their car, but eventually they heard a nice, familiar voice.

“Guys, don’t even bother coming back here to leave your badges, they’re a disgrace for the LAPD and you can keep your guns as souvenirs!” The angry voice yelling at them was their chief, the only thing the guys did was to listen to everything the chief told them and then they turned the police radio off and decided to head back home.

     They were home, they both lived on the same floor of the building, and Rick’s apartment was on the opposite side of the hallway, meaning that John didn’t have to go far if he for some reason had to beat the living crap out of Rick.

“Hey man, sorry I blew our jobs… I didn’t mean it…” Rick said with a low voice, staring down into the floor.

“Don’t worry man… It’s cool” John replied with a dark, hoarse voice.

“You serious man, is it really cool?”

“Nah, man, stand still so I can hit you really f*****g hard!” and stand still was exactly what Rick did, Rick knew he deserved that hit since he just had blown their jobs.

“Hey, Rick… You’re bleeding… You’re f*****g bleeding!” John exclaimed, he had never made Rick bleed before; this hit was a bad one. They were used to fighting, they grew up in the same neighborhood, and they became best friends and so on.

They both rushed into Rick’s bathroom, Rick controlled his bleeding while John was looking for a pack of ice, the problem was, John didn’t find any ice – And John was getting pissed, again.

“I can’t find any f*****g ice, where’s all the goddamn ice in this goddamn apartment!?”

“I only have a cold bottle of champagne in the fridge… You can use that one!” Rick ran out of the bathroom, he wanted the cold bottle to help the coagulation of the blood, the nose bleeding was bad.

“I’ve got it!” John yelled and turned around and ran to the bathroom, eventually they both came to a small corner, both took a turn and Rick got his bottle of champagne… Right in the face.

“You’re a f*****g dick!” Rick shouted after regaining his senses. John was lying on the floor, laughing his a*s off. But eventually, John stood up, so did Rick and after a few seconds of silence, Rick hit John straight in the face.

It didn’t take long for it to turn into a fight, but luckily, their girlfriends walked into Rick’s apartment, just in time to stop the fight.

Never Think Everything’s Cool

The phone rang; John was too tired to pick it up.

“Honey, will you get that for me?” he asked nicely, the phone kept on ringing, no reply, it was 3 am in the morning, who would call at this time?

“Baby… Are you there, could you answer that?” still no reply.

“GODDAMNIT, PICK UP THE PHONE!” John roared and threw a pillow towards the table where the phone was, he accidentally hit the phone and of course the phone got pushed off the table and fell to the floor. John knew that the phone would break once it hit the floor, so he threw himself off the bed, down to the floor and caught the phone  just before it was going to hit the ground, unfortunately for John, he slid into the table head first.

“God, f*****g damnit!” he yelled once he stood up after hitting his head. He stood up and answered.

“N’yallo!” he heard nothing more but static, but after a while he heard a violent scream, a woman was screaming “Baby, is that you screaming, what’s going on?” the screaming stopped, and he could only hear a distant cry. It wasn’t his girlfriend crying, it was some stranger who called him, John got worried and ran out into the hallway with nothing more but his underwear and then he started hitting Ricks door.

“C’mon, open up… Open up sleepy head… Open up you fat fu-“ Rick opened the door, John stormed into Ricks apartment and sat down next to the computer, Rick followed and never asked what he was doing.

“Why do you want my computer and why are you up so late… Early… Whatever…”

“I got some freaky call and I’m gonna find out who called me by the power of internet!”

“Man, do you know where my girl is… She’s gone.”

“Yeah, well mine’s gone too, let’s go look for them after I’m done with this.”

A few minutes later they decided to call their girlfriends, no answer, Rick gave up after three tries so he decided to sit down and watch TV and that was when they saw the news.

“HOLY S**T!” Rick shouted, John got scared and slammed his fist into the table, although he hit his fist at the edge of the table, causing John to roar in pain.

“What the f**k, Rick, don’t scare me like that!”

“There are those f*****g… I dunno, zombies?”

“You high, I mean if you’re high then I’ll beat the living s**t out of you!”

“Seriously, it’s on the goddamn news!”

John left the computer and ran into the living room, and it was true, on the news they showed people running in fear and confusion. Robberies, looting, car thefts and a lot more… And there were a few zombies here and there.

“Dude… I think our girls are out there… We should go find them!” Rick said as he shut the TV off, John stared at Rick.

“We should get dressed first man… We’re not going out there half-naked!”

“Good idea… I’ll go get dressed right away!”
“S**t man, me too!” they both took off, Rick into his room and he started looking for his jeans and a shirt, while John tried to get his Jeans on in his apartment. John had an epic struggle with his jeans, jumping around the room as he tried to get them on.

“I must lose some damn weight… I can’t even get my jeans on!” John exclaimed to himself. After a few seconds of jumping around he noticed that he almost had managed to pull the zipper up, “almost… C’mon, baby, almost there!” and eventually, success.

“Hey… John, you done with your jeans yet?” Rick snuck up behind John and lightly touched John’s left shoulder. John was thinking of other things and therefore he wasn’t ready for Rick, this caused John to turn around and hit Rick one more time in the face and eventually John backed up and tripped over his own shoes.

“Why’d you hit me again!?”
“Why’d you scare me like that!?”

They had a short argument but eventually they asked each other for forgiveness and they left the building.

“Hey man, is that some zombie?” Rick asked, pointing at a man who was staring into a wall.

“Sir, are you a zombie!?” John asked the man, the man turned around and turns out he was a zombie after all. The zombie slowly walked towards them, after three steps the zombie lost its left leg and it fell to the ground but it didn’t stop. It started crawling towards John and Rick who had already walked away towards their car.

“I feel bad for that zombie… I mean, we’re in the car, right? And he’s still crawling around in circles looking for us…” Rick stated.

“You’re right, let’s just run him over with the car” and that’s exactly what they did, they hit a bump a.k.a. The zombie and they heard something which cracked and broke a.k.a. The zombie’s bones.

     “Where could the girls have gone, you think?” John asked.

“Red Light district” Rick replied, John stopped the car.

“What the f**k, are you out of your mind?!”

“I was just saying ‘Red Light district’ since the chances of finding them there are minimal… And that’s a darn good reason why we should check that place first!”

“You’re a weird guy, Rick, you know that right?”

They kept on driving, towards Red Light district in West LA.

     One hour later they were there, at the Red Light district… And they only found dead prostitutes, pimps, cops and costumers.

They got out of the car and started walking down the streets, checking for any survivor, but they couldn’t find anyone alive. It was quiet; the only thing which could be heard was the music from nearby strip clubs.

“Maybe we should check those clubs!” John suggested, Rick stopped walking and gave John a funny look, “hey man, don’t look at me like I’m some pervert, you were the one who wanted to come here!”

Rick didn’t answer; he was too busy listening to a certain sound which came from a nearby alley, he slowly crept towards the alley.

“Hey, girl, I knew I would find you here… And hey… John’s… Chick… So what are you two doing out here!?” Rick asked the two persons which were in the alley; he could see that the two… Things were their girlfriends, well, used to be.

“Dude… I know they’re our girls, well… They used to be our girls, but my girl was a vegetarian and she did not eat meat… Except my meat…”

“That’s so not funny, man, my girl was a vegetarian and she didn’t eat my meat which I cooked myself… Wait a minute… I guess you’re trying to tell me that the two girls eating that dead… Guy isn’t our girls, huh?” Rick paused, “I guess I kinda fucked up there.”

“What I’m trying to tell you is this: Those two girls walking towards us, covered in blood and bite marks used to be our girlfriends, but now, they’re zombies… And we should back off since your crazy b***h is throwing some dead guys limbs at us.”

“You did not just call my dead girl a b***h!”

“Yeah, I did, and shoot her before I shoot her!”
“If you shoot her then I’ll shoot your b***h!”

“Fine, fuckwitt!” Then John raised his gun and shot once and hit Ricks girl in the head, while Rick on the other hand who for some reason, had not seen many zombie movies, started shooting at random. He shot Johns girl in the legs, arms and eventually one bullet which entered her forehead and somehow got stuck inside her head.

“You killed my girl!” John shouted “And yes, I know I killed yours, but I didn’t waste half my magazine on killing yours, you made my girl suffer!”

“She was already dead!”

They turned around, a small horde of zombies had gathered behind them while they were arguing.

“How many bullets do you have, my man?” John asked, Rick popped out his magazine and checked, “I have like… Twelve more bullets, now how many do you have, John?”
“I only have five more…”

They both stared into the eyes of the undead which came closer, they both looked at each other, was this the end?

-End of part one-

 

Author's Note

So this is part 1 of a story which... I can make more parts if You, readers, would like me to. I hope you enjoy this first part.

Reviews

[Jerry Ables]

A very good and exciting first part of the story. Genuinely appreciated. Peace & safety to you & yours!