Isaiah
Day 0, 12:01
I knock on the door and in a second Abby came over and opened it.
"Are you ok?" She asked, almost fretting over me.
"Ya I'm fine we cleaned up the-" I cut myself off as I stare around the room.
There were people making spears out of scissors and dowels, piles of beakers, some people taking practice swings with some scalpels, and I even saw someone putting straps on a propane canister that was connected to a bunsen burner.
"What the hell is all this?" I ask myself outloud more than anything.
Abby looks back at the scene of the room.
"Um, I think some of the other students wanted to help in some other way than just sitting on their asses." She pointed to Joe Yoder, a blonde white kid that was pretty well known for being a god at Lacrosse.
Tez and I walked into the room and as soon as the door closed they all stared in our direction. Most of them looked away from us, disgusted by the gore on our clothes but a few stared at us in shock. Joe came up to me with a quad-spear in hand.
"I didn't want to sit down and do nothing so I thought why don't I do something about it rather than being a little bitch." He jerks his thumb at a group of kids wallowing in self pity in the back of the class.
I smiled at the coincidence that unfolded before me.
We were just talking about this.
I looked at Joe with a serious face.
"Are you up for testing that out?" he paled a little but didn't back down.
"Sure why not," he rubbed the back of his neck. "How many are we lookin' at? Five maybe ten?"
"Way more than that bud, just in the common area there's more than forty. It seems like a lot of the people that got infected were downstairs when the Fog got into the school." I began walking around the class taking a look at the makeshift weapons that the few students had come up with. The most sturdy out of all of them that I could see were the scissor spears but that wasn't saying much. They were basically taped there pretty lazily with only some reinforcement.
"Ok listen up!" I yelled to class standing on a chair. The students stopped what they were doing and looked at me. "How many of you are willing to fight?" only a few hands were raised, all of them guys, no more than ten out of the thirty students in the class.
It was more than I was expecting.
"Well," I jumped down from the chair. "That was more than i was expecting." I laughed at their enthusiasm. "I need five of you to grab chairs and the others to grab the sturdiest spears you can find." I looked at Cortez. "Are you ready for another battle?" He shrugged but had a smile on his face. I smiled back and watched as the others scrambled to do what I had said.
"This time I won't stop until the school is safe."
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After everyone was ready I had them come with us to the left side of the building on the first floor. I had the biggest and strongest of them hold a shield wall in front of us so that then spear men in the middle could stab the freaks without getting into harm's way, and me and Tez went on the flanks for support.
I picked this side of the school for a reason.
There was a wood working room that housed lots of tools and of course wood that we could turn into better weapons then just sticks and scissors.
We walked down the stairs from the top floor and went into formation at the bottom.
"Remember," I said as we approached the first group of fucks. "Chairs, you guys keep them off of the spears. Spears make sure that you twist when you pull out so that they don't get stuck, also aim for the neck or heart, they're not zombies so no need for headshots. Tez and I will help where we can." We began clumsy marching toward the group in our path. The Chairs were dripping sweat due to them being the front line. I could see that the Spears were also nervous but not as much as the others.
There were only 7 fucks in our way but that still scared the others shit-less.
The Chairs made contact and did a good job of keeping them occupied, while the Spears took turns stabbing at the enemy.
Joe was in front of the Spears causing many wounds to be inflicted on the freaks.
The front end of his spear was coated in black ichor, his Chair partener was also covered in the stuff.
All in all they did a pretty good job of working as a team. Tez only had to intervene once when a Chair got overwhelmed by 2 fucks at once.
"Good job guys." I said proudly once we had all of the freaks in the hall cleared out. "Anyone hurt?"
"Nothing serious dude just a few scratches one of the shield guys." said Joe pointing at the chairs. The only person to really worry about was the guy that got overwhelmed by 2 of them, he had some deep scratches in his forearms but other than that we were all fine.
I walked to the wood working room and tried the handle. It was locked so I went to the classroom opposite it. The engineering teacher was the ���owner' of both of these classrooms and he was usually in this one.
Me and him didn't have that good of a relationship due to the fact that he used to be my cross country coach back in freshman year and that I would always come to practice high as a kite.
"Let's hope he just dropped like some of the others." I said as i reached for the door handle.
Before I could even turn the nob a figure busted through the door with astonishing force. I fell to the ground with it on top of me. I would have gotten bit if it weren't for my bat between us.
Looking at the horridly bloody face in front of me I knew something was different with this freak. His veins were flushed with black, his eyes a shining onyx, like mini 8-balls, and the strength was out of this world.
With a heave I pushed him off of me with my legs, flinging him behind me. With the force of the throw he hit the glass wall of the wood workshop causing it to crack heavily.
I scrambled to get my feet under me.
"Surround it!" I yelled as my old coach began getting to his feet.
The others nervously cornered him, Shield wall in front with spears poking through. Tez was in the left flank making sure he couldn't get through the gap.
Mr. Thorton looked around gnashing his teeth at anyone that got close. Surprisingly he didn't rush to try to attack anyone, it seemed like he was trying to find a way out.
Suddenly he turned around and punched the already weak glass wall and ran into the woodworking classroom. He sprinted to the other side with astonishing speed. He then got to the garage-like door of the other side of the room and threw it up, opening it to the outside world.
And like that he ran outside on all fours.