Walking Dead

Leon and Fallon had look through several rooms but no luck in finding any survivors. They made their way around the second floor to enter the library. Guns drawn, they entered and began to look around the bookcases but to no avail. Fallon and Leon were close to giving up but they both heard weeping. They looked at each other then went towards the source of the crying. Fallon turned a corner while pointing her gun at the one crying. Her eyes opened wide when she saw who the person was.

"Katrina!" Fallon cried as she put away her gun and ran to the girl.

Leon watched as Fallon fell her knees and held the girl. He figured this was the friend Fallon was talking about. Fallon had tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked Katrina over.

"I'm glad you're here..." Katrina said weakly as she looked up at Fallon, "You're all I have left..."

"What are you talking about?" Fallon asked not understanding her friend's words.

"I... came here with Brandon... but he turned into one of those things..." Katrina explained, "It's just me now..."

Fallon frowned but at the same time she was relieved. Fallon hated Katrina's boyfriend since he always abused Katrina and she was relieved to find her friend.

Katrina looked up at Leon and smiled, "Your new boyfriend?"

Fallon looked from Katrina to Leon and blushed, "N-no, he saved me. He's a police officer here."

Katrina chuckled lightly, "Too bad. He's handsome."

Leon couldn't help but blush a little at Katrina's words

"Katrina, are you hurt?" Fallon asked.

"Just my leg... I was walking around upstairs and I must have stepped on a weak board... and I fell through..." Katrina replied wincing as she moved her bandaged leg, "I managed to do a decent patch job."

"Can you walk at all?" Fallon asked as she look from her leg to her face.

Katrina shook her head, "No...l've tried..."

Fallon immediately wrapped her arm around Katrina's shoulders and looked at her, "We need to get out of here. I will help you."

"Fal... I can't hold you back..." Katrina replied weakly, "I'll slow you down from escaping."

"No! We're getting out of here together! I'll get you help.." Fallon said almost on the verge of tears, "You say you only have me well I only have you and I will not lose you."

Katrina wanted to say something but only nodded. She knew that Fallon was not going to take no for an answer. Fallon looked at Leon, "Leon, you don't mind helping cover me?"

Leon shook his head, "Of course not. I'll make sure you're both safe."

"Thank you, Leon," Fallon said smiling gently at him. She then held her shotgun out to Leon, "Take this. You'll need it."

Leon gladly took it, "Thanks. Now let's go find a way out of here."

Fallon agreed and looked at Katrina, "Ready?"

Katrina nodded and began to walk with Fallon, still leaning on her a little with a limp. All three began to check all the rooms of the police station to see if there were anymore people yet no one was left alive. Leon had to fend off a few police officers who turned into zombies. Leon told them that they needed to back to the main office to help his supervisor, Marvin Branagh, and also find a girl named Claire Redfield that was with Leon but were separated.

They went back downstairs to the office where the officers usually worked. Leon looked around but didn't see Marvin where he left him.

"Marvin?" Leon called out.

He then walked into Marvin's office. Sure enough, Marvin was leaning against his bookcase. Marvin slowly got up then looked at Leon with his now milky, white eyes. Marvin reached out his hands to Leon, letting out a deep throated moan. Leon shook his head as he back up, "No..."

Leon aimed his Desert Eagle at Marvin and shot him point blank in the forehead. Marvin stopped then dropped his knees and landing in front of Leon's feet. Leon stared at Marvin's corpse with a saddened face. Was it seriously him, Fallon and Katrina left? What if Claire turned into one of those zombies?

Fallon looked to see Leon's shoulders slump and his head fall. She felt sorry for him having to shoot his fellow officer. Fallon then looked at Katrina only to stare into vacant, white eyes. Her jaw dropped and let out a hiss before moving in to tear a piece out of Fallon's jugular. Fallon screamed while trying to push away Katrina. She fell over and landed on the floor. She noticed she had landed on a puddle of coagulated blood, making her cringe. She couldn't worry about that now since her best friend was snapping her teeth like a rabid dog. Fallon knew her friend was gone. She had become one of the walking dead.

It all happened so fast. A gun was shot and the sound of bone being splintered and a sickening splat. Fallon felt blood and brain splatter against her face. Katrina's jaw hung open and eyes opened in shock. A bullt hole adorned her left temple and oozed with blood. Katrina pitched forward onto Fallon, dead. Fallon was too shocked to move. Her best friend attacked her and her blood was covering Fallon's face. She could feel Katrina being pushed off of her and being taken into warm arms.

"Fallon! Are you all right?" Leon asked almost frantically.

She looked up at Leon, tears pooling in her eyes. She placed her hands over her eyes and began to cry. Leon frowned as he saw her cry and couldn't help but bring her close, letting her let out her emotions. Fallon clung to Leon and didn't want to let him go. She soon pulled away to look into Leon's blue eyes. She noticed he had a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"I'm sorry... I had to shoot her to save you," Leon said sadly.

Fallon sniffed and shook her head, "You saved me again, Leon... you did what you had to..."

"I'm sorry about your friend..." Leon trailed off, "From now on I promise to protect you. We're going to get out of here together."

Fallon nodded and hugged Leon tightly. Leon hugged her back then helped her up. Fallon looked back down at Katrina's body. She noticed Katrina's favorite bag that was around her. Fallon kneeled down to remove it from her, wanting to keep it as a memento. A book fell out of the bag making Fallon look at it. She grabbed it to see a purple butterfly on the front. This was Katrina's diary and Fallon knew she would write in it a lot. Fallon flipped through some pages to see her entries. She saw one about Katrina being excited about Fallon coming to visit and how Katrina was cleaning her place to look presentable. Fallon looked through the next couple pages. She noticed a couple entries were dated for today.

September 29, 1998

The city is in total chaos. We thought if we stayed inside the next couple days this mess would blow over but those monsters broke into our home. The overhead page told for everyone to go to the Raccoon Police department. Not taking any chances, Brandon and I departed our home for the station. Brandon and I headed towards the police station but one of those things bit Brandon but we shook them off.

Brandon started to feel sick but we continued to the station. We headed down to the parking garage and Brandon suggested stealing an armored care to escape the city. I didn't think it was a good idea. He was angry that I didn't want to take a car. Before he yelled at me more, Brandon collapsed... and turned into one of those monsters. I tried to help him but he grabbed me and bit my arm... I ran away from to this library... I'm bleeding a lot from where he bit my arm... Luckily, I have some gauze and bandages...

Why is this happening? I'm starting to get weak and tired... a nap sounds nice but what if something attacks me? I just hope Fallon is all right... it would be wonderful to see a smiling face that isn't decaying and covered in blood... I'm so alone..."

Fallon looked down at Katrina's corpse to see where she was bit. She kneeled next to her dead friend and rolled up her sleeve to see that she had a deep bite wound on her forearm. Fallon had tears cascade down her cheeks. She then looked at Katrina's face with sad eyes. She closed Katrina's glazed eyes, letting her friend rest in peace. She stood up and looked at Leon.

"Let's go," Fallon replied sternly.

Leon knew she was being strong right now but he began to lead the way out of the office. Fallon found a Samurai Edge and a magnum in Marvin's desk, deciding to take them with her. They had made their way to another police work station and found some ammo. They easily picked off the zombies that were there. They walked down a hallway and saw a wooden door. Leon figured that they were close to the garage. They had walked down a flight of stairs that indeed led to the garage.

Both of them stopped when they saw a zombie and pointed their guns at it. Fallon's mood suddenly darkened and lowered her gun, recognizing the zombie. It was Brandon. All the rage Fallon had towards this man was beginning to surface. She grabbed crowbar that was laying on the ground near a car. She briskly walked over to the zombified Brandon and struck his head with the crowbar.

"You lowlife fucker! You were supposed to protect her!" Fallon screamed with all her might, "You deserve this, you son of a bitch! I'll never forgive you and you can rot in hell!"

Leon stared in horror as Fallon relentlessly attack Katrina's boyfriend. He knew he had to stop her before she completely lost her mind.

"Fallon! Fallon!" Leon shouted at her.

Fallon raised the crowbar again to strike Brandon but Leon grabbed her wrist and pulled her against him, "That's enough! He's dead!"

Fallon breathed heavily as she looked at Brandon. You couldn't even recognize him anymore. She then looked at Leon as tears stained her cheeks. She dropped the crowbar and looked at the ground, crying.

"I'm sorry, Leon... I just..." Fallon sniffed, "This man put Katrina through hell... he treated her so lowly... he used her..."

Leon frowned and held Fallon to him, "Killing him won't bring Katrina back."

Fallon nodded then heard a gunshot. Both her and Leon pulled out their guns, pointing in the direction of where the shot came from. They both saw a woman in a red dress, black stockings and red heels.