Simply, A Zombie Apocalypse Continuation

Chap 5

The first zombie squeezes through the passage. I shove a knife through it's brain. I can't risk drawing the zombies in, so I'm saving my gun. The zombie slumps and, oh dear lord.. It's Shawn, from school. We were mates...
I lay him in the passage, creating a small barrier. As I stand back another one appears. My fist flashes out and hits it square in the nose. I know it's a killing blow, I know were to hit. That zombie falls and twitches once before it's still.

I take some deep breaths and my stomach grumbles. Great! I forgot the food!!
I kick myself, hypothetically. I contemplate turning cannibal when my hunger gets worse. But, no.
I'm not starving, yet but. Over the past few days, my stomach has shrunk, due to rationing. I think about trying to get out...
I grab a knife and slip quietly through the passage. I peek out, and see about... 25 zombies. I could take them out... If things went my way.
I slide back and grab my gun and knives. I hold a knife at the ready and sneak out. I come to the end, I step out and the zombies see and smell me. A deep moaning fills the air. And they lumber toward me. I lash out with my knife and kill 5. I run fir the door and get blocked. I flash out and decapitate it. I bolt upstairs and run for my room. I hear the stairs creak as the horrors climb them. I grab my back-pack and shove as much food as possible in there, then I squeeze my other knives and my gun in. I hold my knife, and creep downstairs. I see a rotten hand and pause. It comes closer and a zombie appears. I kill it and run the rest of the way down. I crash out the front door and sprint to the car. I jump in and lock the door. I look back, and see, 30 zombies. The 19 I didn't kill and more, that were outside. I put my foot down and speed off into the distance...

Chap 6
I've been driving for nearly a day and the tank it dangerously close to empty. I see a small building in the distance and drive towards it.
When I reach it I hold my knife out and sneak forward. I can't smell or hear anything, but. Apparently the zombies are getting smarter, which can turn this from bad, to a total s**t storm. I kick open the front door and hear, a cough?
'Hello?' I call out. 'I'm not a zombie. I only kill them.' I hear footsteps, quick ones and back up slowly. 'Oh thank GOD!' A girl, about 15, yells as she see's me. She runs forward and goes to hug me, then she sees the knife. 'I'm Carly, me and my sister have been hiding here ever since it started.' She gushes. She leads me to a room and I see another little girl, laying on a bed. 'She got scratched..' Her sister whispers, I gasp. Then notice it, that smell. 'Carly, you know she won't survive. She's already becoming one.' I tell her.
Tears fill her eyes, 'Thats why I was going to ask, could you. Please.' She sobs, pointing to my knife. She covers her face and I put an arm around her shoulder. 'Ok.' I say simply, I walk over to the little girl. I see the scratch, about 10cm long, it's gone black. 'I'm sorry, but it's for the best.' I whisper, before I insert the knife, into her head. She twitches in her sleep, then stills.
I pull it out. Silent tears are pouring down her sisters face. I hug her, 'She'll be safer now, away from all of this. She's in a better place.' I whisper into her ear.
Carly sobs onto my shoulder for a long time. Then she stops. 'Well, hi. I'm Carly James. And I'm 15.' She says quietly. 'Hi Carly, I'm Cory Taylor and I'm 14. I had to kill my mum, my two best mates and my best mates sister. Before I got used to it. The killing that is.' I choke over the last part. She looks at me, eyes wide. But she says no more.

Chap 7
I hear the door creak. I sit up and wake Carly. I'm on watch at the moment. She rubs her eyes and listens, it creaks more. I pick up my knife from next to me, she picks up hers.
We've been attacked a few times over the past month. She's quite skilled. We walk silently toward the door and see a shadow. But i raise a hand to stop her, I can't smell the familiar stench. I cough. The footsteps stop, 'Is someone there? Please help me.' Somebody says. 'Lay down ANY weapons and move into the light.' I say forcefully. I hear a clatter and he walks into the light of the moon. He's about 17 and looks terrified. He gasps at the sight of our faces. I try and see it from his point of view. Hollow, hard and empty of feeling. (When you type this up just ask if he has been attacked and bitten) 'Strip.' I say. 'What?' He says, confused. 'I said strip. Take off your clothes.' I say raising the knife, he whimpers and starts to undress. 'Carly, search back.' I say, she nods and we look allover him for any wounds. She nods at me and we step back. He reaches for his clothes and hesitates, then puts them in, 'I'm Nathan, Nathan Yale. I'm 16.' He shakily tells us. 'Welcome Nathan. I'm Cory and this is Carly. I am the leader here. You'll follow rules and will NOT attempt to get more food. Thats if you wish to join us.' I say. He stares, openmouthed. 'Oh yes please! Please let me join! I have a few guns, see!' He points to the floor. I motion for Carly to pick them up. 'Come.' I say. I lead him to our shared room. 'So, whats your story?' Carly asks him as she puts away the guns with our weapons.
'Well. I was out one night and this guys just, sprinted towards me. I freaked out and punched him. He just tried to bite me. I yelled out and ran home. And when I got home, my sister tried to eat me. I ran up to my room and got my dads guns, from when he was alive. I got some food and ran, well drove.' He begins as we all sit to listen. 'I drove into the outback, soon though the tank emptied so I've been walking. I just walked until I saw this this place and met you.' He finishes. Carly tells us her story.
'Hi Nathan, I'm Carly James and I'm 13. My sister, Julie, and I left as soon as our dad killed mom. We already knew it was going to happen, the apocalypse. Then we came here and Cory found us.' Nathan nods. 'What about you Cory?' He says quietly. 'Umm.' Carly starts, 'No Carly. He should know.' Nathan looks scared, 'Know what?' 'My story.' I say as I stare at him. 'Well. I'm Cory Taylor and I'm 14. I knew it was coming, the apocalypse, and I knew it had happened. After my mom became one and I killed her.' Nathan gasps and I glare. 'I went to my mates house, Nick. The only one I knew who believed me. I had to kill his sister. We drove and survived in the outback for about a week. Then he became one and I had to shoot him, on my 14th birthday. Then about, 5 zombies drove me to the basement. Then another 20 joined them. I fought my way out and then when I git to the car, about 30 were after me. I drive for a day then I came here and joined Carly.' I finish.
Nathan is gazing at me with a mixture of awe and fear. I get up and say, 'I'll take first watch, get some sleep.' They nod, I grab my knife and they roll up in their sleeping bags.
Carly had two. One for her and... Josephine, and an extra. Lucky.
I sit and wait for 2 hours to pass.

Chap 8
I stretch and yawn. I sit up and grasp my knife, seeing no one in the room. I jump up and head downstairs, I hear a scream from outside, I look out the window and see Nathan and Carly surrounded by a herd zombies. I run outside with my knife.
I slash and cut zombies, left and right. Feeling the adrenaline coursing through me. Carly and Nathan join me, even though I've killed nearly half. Soon they're dead. Nathan gapes at me, 'Cory. You're amazing.' He stares. 'Get inside NOW!' I yell, 'Grab every weapon and as much food as you can. Put it into any back-pack you can find and get ready to move.' They run back inside and I thank that we filled up the car last night.

I go inside and help, putting my knives and gun into my bag. 'Carly, come here.' I say. She walks over, 'Here.' I say. I hand her my gun, 'Thank you Cory.' She says quietly. She hands me back my 4th knife. I put it in my backpack. Keeping out my 'special zombie killer knife' that I use. I grab as much canned food as I can and put that in as well. I grab one if the 2 shotguns Nathan had and give the other to him. 'Everyone ready?' I ask. They both nod, 'Lets move out.' I say.

Chap 9
We're driving down the road about an hour later when it slams into us. A smell so powerful it chokes me. I slam the breaks. 'Oh no oh no oh no.' I hear from Nathan in the back. I squint and try to see further. Then it appears. A massive hoard of zombies, at least 100. Carly exclaims, 'HOLY SHI*'. I turn and speed the other way. The sound that fills the air, I'll never forget it. A continuous snarling, moaning, dragging sound. The sound of people in pain, of zombies. Nathan is crying as the hoard follows us, 'FOOD!!' We hear, being screamed out from the ones capable of speech. Unrecognisable words and sounds follow, and the zombies who can run (rage-virus) run towards our car. Their arms outstretched, desperately trying to reach us, their food.
Nathan is loading a gun, 'Nathan. Do NOT kill yourself. We need you.' I say. Slightly hesitantly. Remember how I said, "I know I won't survive"? Well. I was wrong, but I saying it again because. Right now, there is no hope in the world that we will. 'Guys. I'm sorry, but. I see no way we can survive.' I glance in the mirror and see the zombies are catching up. The first few are barely 30 metre away 'We might as well. Shoot our selves now. Carly, you shoot Nathan, then I shoot you and I'll shoot myself.' They gasp. Tears stream down everyones face. Except mine. 'Nathan, you've been a great friend. I hope it's better than this' Carly says, 'Good job Nathan, stay true, bye.' 'Bye Cory, thank you for keeping me alive. Bye.' He says and squeezes his eyes shut. Carly pulls the trigger. I bite my tongue. Drawing blood, can I do it? Carly hands me the gun.
Then she kisses me on the cheek.' I will miss you Cory.' She whispers, 'I will miss you as well Carly. I'll never forget you, even in death. Goodbye.' I say, 'Goodbye Cory.' She says as she closes her eyes. I put the gun against her head and.. Pull the trigger.
I sob as blood and brains splatters the window and her body goes limp.
I line the gun up in between my eyes. 'Goodbye world. Good bye friends. Goodbye Carly, Nathan. Goodbye mum, I hope your death was less painful then mine is going to be.' Tears stream down my face, I stop the car.
The first zombies jumps on top and punches the roof. 'I hope those monsters die.' I finish. Making my last wish. My finger tightens on the trigger. I hear a snarl as a zombie punches through the window, glass shards pierce my face
I take a deep breath, then...
It's over.
 

Author's Note

I have been through this one a couple time to edit so not very thorough. Written on my iPod along with the first part. Thanks for reading this story and helping me along. Hope it was a good read.