Chapter Two

WARNING: VIOLENCE AND GORE WILL BE BADLY DEPICTED THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE STORY. READ WITH DISCRETION.

"Hyung! Just spit it out!" Yelled Chen. the manager turned towards us slowly, his eyed wide with terror.

"they're all over the place... they're dead... and moving." The manager seemed frozen in his seat as his eyes frantically looked at all of us, silently pleading for a logical answer. He slowly turned back around and faced the front once again, his eyes b with tears as he looked ahead of him and out the window at the chaotic mess ahead of us. None of us could blame him though, as we were barely holding it together ourselves. Everything just seemed so surreal...

I was quickly pulled out of my thoughts from a loud banging on the window to my right. Tao let out a surprised shout and stared at the window with wide eyes, the other members all cringed away from the window. Outside a middle aged woman, looking much like Yunho had only bloodier, pounded on the window of the van with her fists, her eyes wide and staring emptily at the mildly tinted window. We could hear the low, gutteral growls she emitted from outside the van as she continued to try and pound her way to us. More of those... things, begun joined the sick woman in beating on the van and causing it to phsyically sway in our parked state.

"Don't just sit there, Drive!" screamed an obviously scared Kyungsoo. His eyes darted to the back of the van, the sound of cracking glass seeming to echo throughout the small space. "They're crowding us now and if you don't move they're going to break the windows and get us!" although it was obvious he was tyring to stay calm, the terror in his voice was evident. I reached over the seat ahead of me and put a hand on his shoulder in a lame attempt to comfort him. He flahsed me a small and hopeless smile.

"Right... Drive.." The manager muttered to himself, the sound of the engine turning over took the place of the pounding fists. He slammed his foot on the acceleration and the van shot forward causing me to slam backwards onto Tao's shoulder and yelp as my neck whipped backwards. The van shook and bounced as he plowed through the oncoming crowed of walking dead. 

I was struggling to believe how a mere two hours ago everything was absolutely normal. People were walking through the city of Seoul, children laughing, couples smiling. Everybody seemed healthy and perfectly fine. There had been reports of a strange illness breaking out in the North, causing many people to die within the past two months it had started. They were said to come down with a severe case of the flu, die, then reanimate. Could this be exactly that? Could this be the outcome of the infamous 'Zombie Virus' that was all over the news? I shook my head, I didn't want to believe it. I refused to belive it. This all just had to be some kind of sick joke, right? Yeah... a sick joke...

The van was swerving all over the road now, darting inbetween abandonned cars on the street, avoiding hitting anymore of the dead. The windshield was covered in guts and blood, you could barely seen out it so it was a wonder how the manager was able to drive at all. Baekhyun was sitting in the back of the van screaming up at him to "use the damn windshield wippers" but nothing was getting through to the manager. He was in hysterics. Kris, who was sitting up front in the passenger seat was shouting as well. 

The car came to an adrubt stop and everybody flew forward in their seats. The sound of breaking glass was heard as Luhans head collided with the window he was sitting by, Xiumin yelped from the back seat having bit his tongue, and Kai was groaning from behind me, his nose bloody from smacking the back of Tao's, Chanyeol's, and mines seat. 

Chanyeol let out a growl. "What's the hold up? Why'd you stop?!" He shouted over the seat in front of us at the driver. His face quickly turned from angry to worried as he saw me rubbing my neck. "Chanmi? Are you hurt?" He hands cupped my cheeks as he looked over my face and arms. I pulled away from him and nodded, wincing a bit. Definitely whiplash. 

"I can't drive anymore. There's too many cars blocking the way. We're stuck. We're going to die. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." He broke down in the front seat, unable to control himself now. The other members were cursing to themselves, some praying, some yelling at the manager. I looked past Tao and out his window. I recognized where we were; at least four blocks from the SM building. The streets were empty, no sign of those things walking around. Sure, we couldn't go forward, but that was in the van. If we had any hope of getting out of here and back to at least SM then our only chances were on foot. I let out a shaky breath before leaning back in my seat.

"Guys, we're not far from SM. We could make it back there if we left the van and went on foot." I stated outloud. All 11 members turned to look at me, their expression judging my level of sanity.

"You're crazy. We don't have a chance out there! You saw what those... those things were doing to the other idols back there, right?" Sehun asked me, his brows knit together. I shrugged in response, not quite sure how else to respond. 

"She's right though, if we want to survive then I think we should leave the van." Tao pipped up. Kai, Chen, Baekhyun, and Suho all agreed from the seat behind us, Kyungsoo was too busy trying to keep Luhan concious after he hit his head to really pay attention to the conversation so he just nodded, Kris sat up front and looked as though he were thinking things over, and Chanyeol sighed from beside me before looking at Xiumin and Sehun, the three of them nodding as well.

"It's decided then," Kris spoke from the front as he turned in his seat to face us all. "We'll leave the van and set out for SM on foot."

Everybody fell silent. We all took our time to ready ourselves for what we may or may not face once we left. I leaned forward in my seat and propped burried my face in my hands. Was this it? Was I going to make it these four blocks and live? Would all of my brothers bandmates live? A hand rested on my shoulder and I lifted my head up and looked behind me. Baekhyun gave me a reassuring smile and gently squeezed. 

"Everythings going to be okay." He said softly, his few words bringing me strenght. I let out a deep breath, sat up, and nodded, returning the smile. 

There was rustling from the beside Baekhyun. Chen was bent over and rumaging under his seat for something before popping back up and holding to large lug wrenches over his head. 

"While we're out there we're gonna need protection. It's a good thing SM has us carry these things with us in our vans." He grinned proudly and passed them up to Tao and Xiumin who gave him a confused look in return. "Ah, you two should probably take these. I mean, you both know martial arts so I think you'd be the only ones here to do us any justice with those things. Everybody can find other stuff once we get out of the van." 

And with that we all silenced ourselves and opened the doors of the van and herded ourselves outside. 

The sky was clear and blue, just as it had been hours before the unforseen outbreak. A slight breeze blew through the now silent and empty streets of once busy Seoul. Random items ranging anywhere from handbags to toys to sports equipment lay scattered among the sidewalks. Although quiet here, screams and loud booms could be heard from a ways away. Everything around us seemed as though they had just been up and walked away from... completely abandoned. 

Kris moved to the drivers side to help the manager out but Chanyeol stopped him before he could even rest his hand upon the car door.

"Leave him." He spoke lowly. Kris looked shocked and taken back by his words just as much as I did. I moved to my brothers side and brought a hand to his arm. 

"Chanyeol, what do you mean leave him? That'd be murder." I argued in a hushed tone. He looked down at him, his towering height only making him look more menacing at the moment. 

"He nearly got us killed and he's an emotional wreck. He'd only be a setback and unecessary bagage for us. Leave him." He looked back at Kris, the two of them having a stare down for what felt like forever. Kris only nodded before backing off and returning to the front of the van with the others. Chanyeol now looked down at his feet and shoved his hands into his pockets. I frowned slightly and gave his forearm and gentle squeeze before moving towards the others.

"Start looking around to see what you can find to protect yourselves. Tao and I will keep watch and while you do so." Xiumin said. We all nodded and moved off in our own direction, Kyungsoo staying behind with Luhan since he was still struggling to stay awake. 

I brought my attention away from the others and began to observe our surroundings. Empty cars sat blocking the street ahead of us, so who knew what stuff we'd find in them if we chose to look there. Most of the shops that lined the streets were restaurants or cafe's, both places guaranteed to posess objects that could come into great use right now. I decided to check the cars first and If I couldn't find anything, I'd head into the one of the restaurants.

I walked between cars, looking in through the windows. Blood covered some of the dashboards and drivers seats, causing me to gag and feel a bit sick, so I quickly averted my gaze. My eyes landed on a promising looking black Jeep so I hurried my way towards it, before feeling something grab my ankle and yank me to the ground.

I let out a scream, now face to face with the upper half of a torn up man, the entire left half of his face missing. I squirmed on the ground kicking my feet in an attempt to get the thing off me, unable to escape it's steel-like grip. It's exposed jaw snapped at my feet as it let out gurgled growls. I could feel my heart beating in my chest, a billion different thoughts running through my mind. Nobody seemed to have heard my shout and I was on my own. Quickly, I thought to myself, I need to do something, save myself and get this thing off me. With that, I took my free foot and rammed it into the face of the man repeatedly, his skull caving in and blood splattering all over me. The body finally fell limp after four kicks.

Panting and gasping for air, I pulled myself to my feet and stared at the ground. Nothing was processing in my head correctly. I was in shock. I felt warm tears running down my cheeks as I shuffled backwards and away from the dead-again pile of flesh laying at my feet. I shook my head and turned, running back towards the van, towards my brother and the others. 

"Hey, Chanmi! This car over there had a ton of golf clubs in the back and didn't know if you found something so I grabbed you one-" Baekhyun looked up from the two clubs in his hands and at me. The sound of the iron clubs hitting the ground rang through the air as he ran towards me, his eyes wide as he scanned my blood covered body and grabbed me by the shoulders. "Chanmi! What happened? Why are you all covered in blood? Please tell me it's not yours." The only way I was able to respond was through a series of ugly sobs and violent shaking. 

By the time I had calmed down, Baekhyun had led me back to the van where the other members now stood, weapons in hand, surrounding Kyungsoo and Luhan.

"Come on, Lu, wake up. Open your eyes and tell me you're okay!" 

Sehun was crouched beside a pale looking Luhan, his forehead covered in blood from a deep gash, presumably from when he had hit the window earlier. He wasn't looking too good. His breathing was shallow and his lips tinted blue. 

Baekhyun and I made our way next to Chanyeol and Chen, both with somber looks on their faces. 

"What happened?" I whispered to the two, both of them turning to look at Baek and I. 

"Shouldn't we be asking you that?" retorted Chen. ", Chanmi, what happened to you? Why are you all bloody?" His statement garnered the attention of some of the other members. Chanyeol moved past Chen and grabbed my arm, his expression scared and worried.

"I had a little run-in with one of those, uh, infected back there." I spoke quietly, my voice cracking, still not fully recovered from the incident. "But I'm alive, I took care of it." I forced a reassuring smile on my face, trying to play it cool so I wouldn't add anymore wood to the fire since they already had Luhan to worry about.

"Damn it, Chanmi. You should have stuck with one of us! You could have died out there and I wouldn't have even known." Chanyeol scolded, sounding a mix of hurt and upset. I nodded as he pulled me into a tight hug and muttered an apology into his shoulder. 

A cough from Luhan was enough to break up the emotional runion. He seemed as though he had barely managed to come to as he looked around, confusion plastered on his face before coughing a few more times and falling back into unconcsiousness. 

"This isn't good." I muttered. Luhan was in bad condition and he needed medical attention bad. Any longer without it and we would definitely be down another member and that was something none of us wanted. 

"We need to get moving. The longer we stay here the more danger we're all going to be put in." Suho spoke, moving next to Kris, who nodded and looked back at the rest of us. 

"We're going to stick to the alley ways and go around the main streets. If I'm correct, then there should be less of those things to worry about and we'll get to SM faster. Given since Luhan can't walk, I'll carry him till we get to SM." Kris spoke, his voice quiet but firm. I couldn't help but take this moment to realize just exactly why these two had been made leaders. 

With Tao and Xiumin walking up front, lug wrenches held in front of them, Kris and Luhan in the middle, and the rest of us behind with our weapons bared, we set off down the nearest alley way and made our way for SM, nobody daring to mutter a single word. 

I gripped the golf club the Baekhyun had given me tighlty in my hands, holding it over my shoulder and ready to swing at any given moment. My heart was pounding against my chest, though not as hard as before, as different scenerios played out in my head. What if we couldn't get to SM on time? Would Luhan be able to survive this trip? Would I be able to defend myself and the others if necessary? These questions buzzed around in my mind as I shuffled beside my brother through the eerie alley way. So far, we had succesfully managed to get a fourth of the way there without any problems. Everything had been quiet and clear, no signs of those things anywhere yet. I couldn't help but feel like luck was on our side, then again, it might be too soon to assume this just yet. 

Hearing a sniffle come from behind me, I slowed my pace until I fell in step with Sehun. He held a long Sashimi knife in his right hand, probably taken from one of the restaurants and watched his feet as he walked. His nose was red and his eyes wet, looking as though he had been silently crying to himself. My heart ached for him, knowing the reason why; Luhan, his best friend. 

"He's gonna make it, right?" He whispered, most likely to himself. 

"He'll be alright, Sehun. You have to stay strong for Luhan when he can't be." I lowered my golf club and gave his hand a tight squeeze. His eyes met mine and he nodded, giving me a small and forced smile.

By this time time we had nearly made it half way. Hope was evident in everybody's eyes once more knowing that we were almost there, and none of us had gotten hurt. Luhan was a bit more coherent, having woke up, but he was still very confused and out of it. Kyungsoo had taken his position of keeping him conscious up once more and walked besides the giant that is Kris.

"Guys, we have a small problem." Xiumin spoke up from the front, breaking the silence. Everybody stopped walking and peered around him and Tao.

Ahead, a group of almost a dozen battered, bloody and torn up infected were making their way towards us, their snarls and growls getting louder with every step and shuffle they took. Some of them were dragging a leg behind them in an awkward manner, others coming at us with lack of limbs. The smell of blood was overpowering and radiated off of them like a new airfreshener... only not so fresh.

All the air left my lungs as I looked at the oncoming scene. My legs were shaking and I was barely able to hold the golf club up. My view was blocked by my brothers shoulders as he looked back at me. 

"Chanmi, I'm not having anymore close calls, you hear me?" His deep voice shook as spoke. "Now you raise that golf club high and you fight and you live. I am not losing you."

A/N: Well. I think this is a new record for procrastination. I should have updated this a long time ago but between school and laziness, I didn't. although, I did decide to change the plot up of the story, causing me to have to erase at least 13 chapters I had already written for the previous plot, now I only have 2 prewritten. Another member was supposed to die in this chapter but I thought "no, let's not. I killed off my bias already so NO" Also, my apologize that this is so sloppy and uneventful. I rushed and didn't proof read. What you read is literally a published rough draft. I'm debating whether or not I want to keep this EXO oriented or just SM oriented, i dunno. But the characters listed in the forward probably aren't going to be the cast I use. 

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