The Zombie Apoc-Fur-Lypse, Group 4, Concludes
The Zombie Apoc-Fur-Lypse
Group 4, Concludes
copyright 2010 comidacomida
The three survivors remained atop the building as more and more of the zombies filled into the
open square beneath it. Andy remained staring down into the massive crowd of undead while Becca
huddled in the center of the roof, "Get away from there." she snapped at him, "You're only
keeping their attention."
The wolf glanced back at the squirrel and shrugged, "They aren't meandering about like most of
them... they're here for a purpose."
"Yea... they plan on eating us." Becca stated flatly.
"We can't stay up here forever, Becca... eventually we'll die of exposure... or starvation..."
Mandy explained, "We have to start looking for a way out of this mess."
"Surrounded by an angry zombies... suddenly coming up here doesn't seem like such a brilliant
idea." the squirrel sighed.
Mandy moved over to take a seat on the roof next to Becca and put an arm around her, "We stick
together, and we'll find a way out of this... got it?"
"And into our next mess?" the squirrel questioned, "It just seems like I've been going from bad
to worse ever since this whole thing started."
"You're not dead." Andy offered, glancing back to the girls, "That's something."
"For as long as it lasts, yea." Becca shrugged, "When you figure out what we're gonna do next,
THEN I'll be happy."
Andy lowered his head, gazing to the left, then to the right... and his tail suddenly puffed
out, "Becca... I think you can be happy." Both girls looked to Andy, who was already fast in
motion.
"What exactly are you--" Becca began, but paused as Andy jumped right over the edge of the roof,
"ANDY!" she jumped up and raced to the lip, Mandy by her side in a split second. Both girls
gazed over the edge where the wolf was balancing on a thin ledge about eight feet down.
Andy looked back up to them, "See the arch the carriageway?" he motioned to the brick and mortar
arch that spanned over the alley below and stretched across the way. The arch emerged from their
building just below the ledge upon which Andy tread and connected just below the roof overhang
on the building opposite theirs.
"What's that supposed to accomplish?" Becca questioned, "There's zombies over there too."
"Those are row houses." Mandy pointed out, motioning to the large line of collected buildings,
"We could run forever."
"Not forever..." Andy pointed out, "just long enough to lose any zombies following us on the
street." and he began to work his way across the ledge toward the arch.
"But why bother going along the ledge?" Mandy questioned the wolf, following next to him on the
roof top, "You could have just jumped down onto the archway."
"I want to be seen." Andy replied, motioning to the throng of zombies following him on the
ground, "We're going to split up." he explained.
"No." Mandy announced with finality, "I don't like that idea."
"It'll be fine." Andy offered calmingly, "I'll head west, you head east and you, Becca," he
glanced to the squirrel, "you head south." he let out a breath, "We'll all meet up on the north
side of the Asda car park."
"The one across from Sainsbury's?" Becca asked.
Andy nodded, "That's the one."
"I hate that store." the squirrel scowled.
"Which one?" Mandy asked, "Asda or Sainsbury's?"
"Yes." Becca answered, offering no further explanation.
"Alright... I'll go first to make sure it'll hold your weight." Andy offered, slowly climbing
from the ledge to the archway. He shuffled his feet out across onto the bricks, still holding
onto the roof with one paw, "Okay... it looks steady... wish me luck." He looked back to the
other survivors as Mandy leaned over the rooftop to take his face in her paws and share a kiss.
The romantic moment, sadly was shattered by a scream. Becca cleared them both as she soared
through the air and onto the brick archway. A soft groan from atop the building caused Mandy to
pull away from Andy and gaze back out of view; she screamed as well.
"Mandy?" Andy called and quickly grabbed her arm as she leapt down onto the ledge with him. Her
other hand stretched out into the long drop below, barely managing to balance on the edge of the
ledge with just her toes. The paramedic tightened his hold on the bricks and pulled with all
his might, helping Mandy secure her footing on the ledge.
"Zombies got onto the roof!" she announced.
"Go!" Andy ordered, flattening himself as far against the building as he could. He motioned to
the arch, "Go!" he repeated.
"I can't get around you." she announced quickly, ducking low as a pair of rotting arms meandered
around head-level, the zombie searching blindly for them, "Go first... I'll follow."
The wolf reluctantly let go of the fennec fox's paw and began to situate himself for the climb.
He gripped the bricks of the archway and hauled himself up onto it, panting as he exerted
himself, "Remind me... to get well rested next time... before trying something like this." he
grunted, finally pulling himself up onto the arch.
Becca reached the opposite side and glanced back to them, "There're three on the roof!" she
shouted.
"Shite." Andy announced, getting to his feet atop the archway. Mandy ducked down as an agile
zombie practically flew from the rooftop and landed adroitly upon the archway; the fox's
crumpled foot didn't even seem to affect it. "Tommy..." the paramedic breathed.
The zombie stalked forward, heedless of the bits of dust and mortar falling from the archway
beneath their combined weights, "Andy! There's too much wei--" but Mandy couldn't finish her
sentence, screaming as a pair of ratty-furred wolf paws latched onto her blouse and began trying
to pull her up onto the roof.
"MANDY!" Andy shouted, stepping back again as the zombie that had been Tommy continued to
advance. The medic felt the archway shake slightly, but he as more focused on his beloved
fiance, who was fighting to get free of the zombie's grip... it was Steve, Andy realized-- Steve
had Mandy. Tommy took that opportunity to press the advantage.
A swirling mass of bloody fur, claws, came at Andy and he was stumbling backward before he could
even cry out; three swift impacts sent him reeling. The wolf groaned, falling backwards, arms
cartwheeling as the double punch and kick left him breathless and seeing stars. He lost his
balance, and fell-- but he was saved; the wolf had fallen straight backwards and onto the
archway. Unfortunately, the impact of his weight was more than the belabored architecture could
stand.
The wolf howled out as the archway gave way, flailing his arms and legs as he began to fall.
Andy's trajectory suddenly changed however as a paw reached out and grabbed his wrist. Becca
grunted from above as she retained hold of him, even as she was forced to take on his full
weight, sending the wolf swinging into the side of the building upon which the squirrel stood.
"Ugh... I thought paramedics had to stay in shape..." Becca grunted, keeping a tight hold of
him.
Andy quickly regained his bearings, "I'm not that--" and his breath froze in his muzzle as
sharp, agonizing pain seared through his leg. Andy screamed, and barely managed to maintain his
grip on the bricks of the building as Tommy gnawed into his ankle, "He's on my leg!" the wolf
screamed, howling out again as the zombie renewed its attack.
Becca strained, trying to pull Andy further up onto the roof, but with Tommy hanging onto him it
was no use. Andy kicked with his free leg, hitting the fox on the side of the head. He kicked
again, connecting his toe to Tommy's jaw, finally knocking it free of his foot. A third kick,
and the zombie was knocked free, slamming face-first into a window, hurtled into the building by
the force of the blow.
"Damn..." Andy murmured, "Damn damn damn damn damn..." and he planted his feet against a
window frame, starting to climb up. He winced, unable to put any weight on his injure leg, but
Becca helped him over the ledge and onto the roof of the house.
Andy lowered his head, taking a deep breath before he turned back to face the other building...
and he wished he hadn't. "Look away." Becca ordered, and Andy didn't argue, the horrific scene
across the way etched into his memory. Blood everywhere... the zombie that had been Steve
covered in red... Mandy's unblinking eyes staring across the distance... Andy let out a howl of
anguish.
"Andy..." Becca offered quietly, "We have to--" but her sentence was left incomplete as the
doorway leading to the stairwell exploded outward; Tommy stood in the opening, eyes glazed and
vacant. A long trail of bloody spittle dribbled from his muzzle.
Becca readied her pipe, which she still held. Andy took a step back until his tail brushed the
lip of the roof. He spread his stance, but winced, unable to keep any weight on his injured
leg. The medic unlatched his kit from his hip as the zombie fox stalked closer. Becca and Andy
exchanged nods and the squirrel moved closer to the wolf. That was the moment Tommy chose to
strike.
The fox charged, leaping into the air, claws outstretched, letting loose a gurgling, wet roar
that came out of the hole in his throat instead of his muzzle. Andy threw himself to the ground
and Becca ducked... but the squirrel wasn't quite fast enough. Tommy soared overhead and over
the edge of the roof... but one well-placed claw dug into Becca's shoulder and she tumbled right
over with him.
"NO!" Andy shouted, and quickly straightened up, grabbing hold of the squirrel's foot before she
was carried over the whole way. Becca screamed from her upside down position, Tommy's claws
digging into her shoulder, supporting the undead fox's weight at her expense. Blood poured down
from the open wound. Andy maintained his grip on the squirrel's ankle, moving his second paw
over to grip it as well.
The wolf spread his legs to gain a broader stance and better leverage then cried out as blood
poured from his ankle wound. "Becca!" he wheezed.
"Andy..." Becca cried, and screamed as the zombie wriggled in the air, drawing larger gashes in
her shoulder. Andy's eyes went wide at the loud, fleshy sound of an audible rip, and the
squirrel screamed at the top of her lungs. The weight supported by the wolf was suddenly
lessened and he worked to pull Beth back up onto the roof.
A moment later a loud *THUD* sounded from down below. Andy didn't pay it any attention
however-- he was focused on Becca, who was staring at her torn shoulder where her arm had once
been. "Oh my god..." she murmured, eyes wide, and passed out.
* * * * * *
"Come on, Becca... come on..." Andy knelt beside the unconscious squirrel. He had done what he
could for her arm, which had been anything but a clean separation. The wound was closed and
bandaged but she had lost a lot of blood, and, nearly four hours later, she remained unmoving,
"Stay with me." he encouraged of her.
The wolf couldn't manage to look back across the way to the other rooftop; he knew that it would
be too painful. "Mandy..." he whispered to himself, "...no... not you too..." several tears
fell down from his cheek, landing upon his paws as he replaced Becca's bandages. "She's gone...
so what was this all for? " he asked of Becca, but the squirrel didn't reply.
Andy let out a deep breath, laying down beside the unconscious squirrel, "And now it's just the
two of us... at least... until the zombies find a way up." the paramedic closed his eyes, taking
a steadying breath. His body felt heavy. Physical, mental, and emotional fatigue began to flow
through him making it harder and harder to resist the urge to fall asleep.
Andy sat up with a start, "NO!" he forced himself awake, "I am NOT going to sle--" and his
monologue slowed as he glanced around, the dark gray of the early morning dawn casting long
shadows across the rooftop; he HAD fallen asleep. The wolf cursed himself and his weakness.
It was quiet... very quiet. Andy glanced to Becca, who remained in the same position as where
she had lay before he had given in to unconsciousness. The medic reached out and felt for a
pulse. He sat there for many long seconds, adjusting the positioning of his fingers more than
once. In the end, however, he slammed his fist into the roof... and began crying.
The sun was just starting to rise when Andy finally got to his feet. The wolf glanced slowly
moved to the ledge, glancing over it and out onto the street. There was a large amount of
rubble in the alleyway below but, much to Andy's dismay, there was no sign of the zombie Tommy.
Andy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, steadying himself. He stuffed his paws into his
pockets... and only then did he remember the ring.
The paramedic slowly drew the box out of his pocket, flipping it open with his thumb. He
watched the way the diamond glinted and flashed in the light of the dawning sun. His eyes began
to water again and he closed the box. Squinting his eyes shut, the wolf out out a primal scream
as he closed the box and hurled the ring out into the square with all his might. He picked up
looses pieces of rubble that had fallen onto the roof and threw those next, screaming all the
time.
Finally, exhausted anew, the wolf slumped back down to the roof, gazing out across the empty
square, not a soul in sight... not even the zombies. He breathed heavily, gazing down at the
unmoving squirrel, and he knew that she wouldn't be able to stay up on the roof with him. Andy
realized that it was possible that she would turn into a-- his blood chilled when Becca's foot
twitched.
The medic felt his blood begin to boil, thawing it quickly. Snarling, Andy stamped down on
Becca's single wrist and put his other foot right on her neck. The zombie gnashed its teeth,
starting to struggle with surreal strength, but Andy simply twisted his foot, pushing the
squirrel's jaw into an odd position... then flexed his leg. *Pop!* and the zombie stopped
moving, its neck cleanly snapped.
As the anger faded from him it was replaced by a deep, dark emptiness. Andy slumped to a
sitting position once again. He heard the grunts and groans returning to the square and he
realized that they would be able to outlast him. The wolf watched as the zombies filled every
open inch of the plaza, quickly rallying around the building where he stood, gazing down
helplessly... hopelessly. He glanced back toward the stairwell atop the roof when it shuddered
powerfully from inside.
"They're not gonna get me." he told himself, forcing himself back up to his feet, "They're not
gonna get me." he took several steps away from the door until he reached the edge of the roof.
The door finally came off its hinges, knocked open by the zombies within. There, standing in
the doorway, was a shredded young husky with his neck torn completely open. "Oh god, Jeff..."
Andy murmured, stumbling toward his medical kit, "oh god...". The agony was unsurmountable;
the weariness was overpowering.
Andy had lost his fiance... he had lost his friends. He was all alone and he hadn't truly slept
in days. He hadn't eaten; he hadn't had anything to drink. Andy recognized all the signs of
dehydration... the onset of preliminary starvation... exhaustion. He realized he wasn't
thinking clearly... at least, somewhere in the back of his mind he did. More importantly, he
locked gazes with the undead husky... both of them knew that the paramedic had non fight left in
him.
Andy was tired... so very tired. He wouldn't let the zombies get him... no... not like they did
to the others. Andy began shuffling through his medical kit as Jake shuffled toward him. He
continued frantically searching until he found a syringe. A few moments later he pulled out a
small glass bottle nearly filled with a clear liquid. Tired and hunted, Andy realized he would
be able to solve both of his problems. The wolf knew the perfect dose for someone his size.
Tears falling down his cheeks, Andy multiplied it by ten.
<THE END>
Congratulations Group 4, you've made it this far. Sadly, the support readers have shown you has been minimal for this, your final hurdle. Luck and dice rolls still play a large part in your survival, but unfortunately you have very little margin for error.
Welcome to this: the finale.
All characters must succeed on a Luck roll. Characters will contribute all of their Plot Points on a 1 for 1 basis to increase their Luck. Characters get a number of rolls equal to their Luck. 1 or more dice rolls must be a 0-- if not, then everything ends here for them. Good luck.
Mandy has an active Luck of 6.
Mandy gets 6 dice in an attempt to roll a 0.
Roll 1 = 3
Roll 2 = 2
Roll 3 = 5
Roll 4 = 2
Roll 5 = 3
Roll 6 = 4
Mandy dies.
Andy has an active Luck of 12.
Andy gets 12 dice in an attempt to roll a 0.
Roll 1 = 5
Roll 2 = 9
Roll 3 = 2
Roll 4 = 1
Roll 5 = 3
Roll 6 = 3
Roll 7 = 8
Roll 8 = 7
Roll 9 = 9
Roll 10 = 7
Roll 11 = 2
Roll 12 = 8
Andy dies.
Becca has an active Luck of 9.
Becca gets 9 dice in an attempt to roll a 0.
Roll 1 = 3
Roll 2 = 5
Roll 3 = 7
Roll 4 = 6
Roll 5 = 5
Roll 6 = 6
Roll 7 = 5
Roll 8 = 1
Roll 9 = 3
Becca dies.
Thank you, Group 4, for taking part in the Apoc-Fur-Lypse. We now mourn our six (plus 3) survivors:
Sam Cox (author supplied character)
Andy Silverhair (supplied by Silverhair)
James Matrix (supplied by James Matrix)
Steve (supplied by Copper Wolf)
Dezzi Vaughan (supplied by Tinselworm)
Thomas (supplied by tommythefox)
Jeff Matrix (a late-comer to the group)
Mandy O'Conner (a late-comer to the group)
Rebecca "Becca"Davison (a late-comer to the group)
One final task for the readers as it relates to the Zombie Apoc-Fur-Lypse:
Read through both So Furry groups and find one whose ending you do not like. Go to that post and vote. The storyline with the most number of winning votes will be revised and rewritten. Go... do it now!