The Living Dead South Park Fanfic

The Beginning of the End

It's 2 weeks into the apocalypse, we've been separated from our parents for about a week now. They went to get medical supplies, at least they were suppose to. At this point nobody knows and nobody cares, right now we are more worried about food than medical supplies, we are currently on our last box full of Cheesy poofs. I just hope that I don't get sent out there to look for food, I don't want to run into my brother as a walker, or find drowning in his own blood.

Kyle Broflovski 

Kyles' POV:    The apocalypse started in the middle of the night, I woke up to Ike trying to pull me off my bed. The next thing I knew there was a blood-curling scream downstairs, before I knew it I was already running down the stairs, only to be frozen in place at the sight he saw. His father had sunk his teeth into his mothers neck, without thinking he call out them. "Dad, what are you doing to mom!?" Kyle then realizes that his father isn't his father he's a zombie. His eyes are yellow and dilated, his teeth are rotting and covered in blood from his wife's neck. Kyle starts to panic trying to find something to kill him with as he slowly makes his way over there, but what Kyle doesn't know is that Ike was secretly watching from the staircase. Ike runs up to his room and gets the knife that he has secretly stashed underneath his pillow for emergencies.  He runs down the stairs as fast as he can,  throws the knife to his brother, and watches as his brother puts the knife right in between his fathers' eyes.  After their father falls to the ground, lifeless, they get the knife out of his head and head over to their mother. Before they can do this their front door gets kicked in and the police go to their mother and drag them away. "Hey what the FUCK do u think you're taking her."  "Son, we have to put her into containment, she could turn and hurt you, possibly kill you even, It's for your own good." Ike was crying and Kyle was on the verge of crying "Will we get to see her?" Kyle asks his voice shaky from restraining his tears. "I'm afraid not kiddo, I truly am sorry." The police officer did sound truly sincere, he took the boys to Stan's house since it was closest to him, and out of everybody Kyle trusts Stan the most.

Short Disclaimer This is not a original idea of mine I actually got it from another story "Craig of the Dead" by Its_Me_Tweek_Tweak. I would recommend going over and reading their story, because it is really good. Second of all their is going to be ships (Style, Creek, Clyken, and Ketters) I will try to upload every 1-2 days, I will try to make them long, and I know I already mentioned it but go over to Its_Me_Tweek_Tweak because they really are awesome. ✌❤😘❤