Frozen Blood: New Dead Era

ONE

                      Timothy's POV: 1 month before the apocalypse...

    "Pack the things up! We'll be going in 30 minutes. Everyone, be ready" I said in a loud voice. We were packing up to raid the police station to get supplies for our base. I roamed to check if everything was in place.

      Suddenly,my phone rang. Kate was calling. I answered and said "Kate, I am quite busy right now. Can you please call another time?" She answered in an unusual voice. She said "Um...Tim... About next week... I have a meeting and I need to be there. Can you please change the date?" I went to a stop. I was quite disappointed. "Um..Yeah sure. Anything for you, Kate. Okay see you at dinner then? Bye, Kate." I used a tone that would seem that I am okay with it. She hanged up. I stayed positive and focused on the raid. "Alright!  everything set?" I shouted. Pew nodded and commanded them to hop inside the car. All of us entered, reloading our guns and sharpening our blades. Chris was chosen to drive. 

      While he was driving, I briefed them about our plan to raid the police station without messing things up. The, we stopped at a coffee shop, just behind the Bill's gun shop, which was in front of the police station. Jason was our sniper. We entrusted our lives with him by covering us from the roof of the Coffee shop. The the rest of was left to us.

     Slowly, I casually walked  inside the police station. I signaled Pew that it was clear. Then. he kicked the glass doors open and shot every police on the lobby, ripping their bodies apart with the bullets of Pew's double M9 pistols. I charged at an incoming police. Quickly, I stabbed him multiple times in the neck and chest. Blood flowed from every wall of the station. Jason saved me from a police charging with a baton. Martin and Pete advanced through the cells. They killed every single prisoner and guard. While we were killing all the guards blocking our way, Chris took the time to get all the dead polices' guns, baton, walkie-talkies, and gun ammos. We fought 'till the bottom of the station. I kicked the steel doors open, sending guards that pushed the doors flying through the air. Pew jumped over me and shot few of them. Then, Martin jumped over me and Pew and stabbed 3 guards in the neck. I threw my .44 magnum up and catched by Pete. He finished the remaining guards using 6 bullets from my gun. All of us gasping... desperately gasping for air, tired from all the killings this day. Pete, Martin and Chris hurried and took all the weapons inside.

Pew's POV

    I walked through the hard-steel doors. I looked for something good to see. In the end of the hall, a white steeled door caught my attention. "Hmm... Something must be looked in here that is important or dangerous..." I said with a curious voice. I jogged to the door and used all my might to punch the door. Inside the room, all I saw was a medium-sized briefcase. With the writings "Experiment Z" on it. I took it and left without checking what was inside the case. I showed it to timothy. I saw his eyes become curiously black upon looking at the case. "Open it! Look whats inside." He said like an excited birthday boy, about to open his presents. Slowly, we opened the case. There was 20 vials of injections with different colors in it.

Timothy's POV:

           "Why don't you try it on your skin?" I told Pew. He took the vial with the pink color. Then, he injected it on his skin. After 30 seconds, nothing happened. So, everyone of us took one and injected it to ourselves. I, myself, took the violet vial. Chirs took the blue vial, Pete took the Silver vial, Jason took the Red vial, and Martin took the Green vial. We all felt a bit cold and shaky after taking the vial. 

              We all went back to the base and fixed, cleaned, and arranged the weapons we took. I noticed the Gold-Silver Desert Eagle in Martin's table. I didn't ask. Instead, I took it like it was mine. I looked inside the magazine. The bullets were pure red and carved with a tribal art. I put it on my FBI holster and held it under my Hei-like coat.

Third Person's POV

               Timothy went home to her Gf, Kate. Martin, Pete and Jason went to a nearby bar and got drunk all night. Pew and Chris spent the night at the main HQ, playing video games and chillin'. timothy and Kate was out for dinner and discussed matters regarding their date next week. Then, he and the other 5 had a headache and very harshbody pain. Kate had no choice but to take Timothy home. Martin, Pete and Jason decided to go back to the main house as well. Pew and Chris on the other hand, slept on the couch because of playing too much.

3 days later

                Pew woke up first. He woke up and seated on the couch.Pew also woke up Timothy in order for them to vandalize Chris, Martin, and Jason's face just like what they always do. Each of them drew silly tattoo's on their face. Then, Timothy thought of Kate. "Um... Pew, did you happen to see Kate anywhere?" Timothy said in a worried voice. "I don't know dude.I haven't seen her in a while..." Pew said. Clearly, clearly Timothy was worried . He started to look around the house for her. He went downstairs, no sign of bathroom, nope. Not even a soul.Her bedroom, not even a hair. Timothy began to panic.Quickly, he ran to the kitchen. He heard a strange noise. There , he saw Kate . He sighed in relief. "Kate! I was worried!Please leave a note of where you are next time, okay?" he said with matching hugs and kisses.

              In Kate's face, there was joy. Her tears began to flow. "Hey, Kate. I'm sorry I yelled... I was just very worried. Oh you know I never get mad at you. Oh I love you, Kate..." Timothy said as he hugged Kate tight. "Its not that... You were asleep for 3 days. I began to worry that you were..." she said as she busted out in tears. "All of you were. Pew, Chris and all of your clan mates." Timothy began to have curiousness. He wondered deeply why. He told Kate to cook breakfast. Just in case the other guys wake up. 

              Timothy turned to Pew. Asked him "Pew, what if those vials were drugs? What if they were viruses? Dude, I don't want Kate to be involved. What if..." He began to have weird senses. Then, they ran to Kate's room, seeing a used Orange Vial. Pew had the idea that what if Kate took one vial. Timothy began to worry so hard. He ran down the kitchen. 

              As his steps grew louder on his way down to the kitchen, he saw a Vision. 20 seconds from that incident, he already saw it. He saw Kate fall down and lose consciousness on his vision. So, Timothy hurried faster. He hugged Kate so tight and pulled her away from the steaming hot pan ." What the...Tim! I was cooking. Don't you want me to cook..." before she could utter another word, she lost consciousness in Timothy's arms. Her arm caused the pan to fly up in mid-air and spill the boiling hot syrup inside it. Before a single drop of syrup could touch the ground, Pew acted fast. He was as fast as a traveling bullet. 

              He used the pan and caught the syrup on-handedly. He put it back to its original place and sat down as if nothing happened. Timothy had no time to be amused. He tried waking Kate up. So that Kate would be fine, he layed her on their bed on the 3rd floor of the house. Pew gave them time and waited for the other 4 to wake up. timothy spent days of waiting. He did not even sleep nor eat. He waited and waited... And Waited...