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Chapter 7

Alright, my disclaimer for this chapter is TITS OR GTFO. Lol. JKJK. But really if that statement offended you then your virgin ears are going to get torn a new one... er well. Really its your eyes, since your reading... So I'm going to rape the shit out of your virgin eyes. Ok this is just getting weirder and weirder. So I'm just gonna stop now. Time for Chapter 7

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Chad awoke as the sun gleamed in through the window, reflected off of a grime covered mirror and directly into his face. He sat up rubbing his eyes, trying to allow his vision to adjust to the lighting of the room. He stood and as he walked favoring his leg, it felt strange. Rolling up his pant leg he noticed that the wounds had scarred over already. Something that should have taken weeks not a day or two.

"huh..." he exhaled rubbing his leg feeling the spongy scar tissue. He stepped and felt that his leg was regaining its strength, rapidly. 'What the hell is going on?' he wondered.

After walking around the room he opened the door and stepped into the hallway. The smell of cooking eggs drifted down the corridor, from a room where they had set up a small portable camping stove. The smell made his mouth water, as he hadn't eaten anything for almost a day now. As he walked into the room everyone gathered around the table turned to face him, the color washing from their faces.

"what?" Chad asked, noticing everyone's expression. As he stood in the doorframe.

He noticed Kyle's hand twitch towards his Magnum and then everything went black. He was floating in a black abyss. 'what the fuck is going on?' he thought and he heard his words echo around him. 'Two seconds ago I was in the kitchen...' just as the thought completed itself the room seemed to materialize around him. He looked around but the room was empty. Just himself. He turned to face the hallway. That wasn't there. A door to black abyss.

"and the hallway?" as the particles rushed together to form the walls floor and ceiling of the hallway.

"OK what the fuck is going on?!" he yelled. "Kyle! Where are you!"

"I'm right here..." Kyle said, sitting in the chair he was seated in before Chad blacked out. Chad turned to face him.

"what the hell is happening." he asked.

"I don't know." Kyle responded.

"Well why not?" Chad shot back in anger.

"Because I only know what you know." Kyle responded in a level tone.

"Huh?"

"I'm not real... you created me, to help explain this to your self, subconsciously of course." Kyle said, as he stood up.

Chad collapsed into a seat, not being able to handle what he was being told, but knew all too well to be true.

"Calm down and listen. Your infected. You know that, you've known that since Bill stabbed you." Kyle said crouching down to look Chad straight in the eyes.

"and right now?" Chad asked, looking up at Kyle.

"your in your mind. Because the infection has taken over your sight speech and motor functions. But you still retain your consciousness. In short, you are a zombie, but you are still you, in what you retain of your mind." Kyle said, as he stood back up.

Suddenly a loud roar echoed through the room. Not just through the room, it seemed to cut through any walls. It was in his head.

"He's aware that you are still here. Prepare yourself, he's coming for you." Kyle said as he started to fade from sight.

Chad stood and looked around the room. Kyle's Magnum lay on the table. He quickly snatched it up and aimed it at the door in time to see himself standing there. He sighted down the barrel but his hands shook so bad he was afraid he'd miss.

"Don't you point that thing at me" his mirrored self said in a deep raspy voice. The gun melted in Chad's hands and ran onto the floor.

"What the fuck?" Chad said as he backpedaled into the wall.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! You are so pathetic. I am surprised you've lasted this long." he growled as he stepped towards Chad.

"W-w-w-w-what are you talking about?" Chad stuttered.

"PHAH! YOU! Your mental will is strong. You have been holding me out of complete control of your mind for some time now. But that will all come to an end, when I KILL YOU!" he shouted lunging for Chad's throat.

The wall behind Chad melted into fog as the claws of its hand just brushed his throat, and he fell through it, falling infinitely in the abyss. As he looked above him though, or what he thought was the relative up, he saw it chasing him, falling through the abyss above him, claws and teeth bared. Suddenly a wall , or more of a floor, materialized between them and it crashed into it, breaking through. As it hit though the abyss flickered and Chad caught glimpses of the military compound, he was on a roof, and all his friends were shooting at him.

"You bastard!" Chad screamed, his eyes burning a fierce cyan "I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

As these words left his mouth more walls materialized and moved to intercept the zombies path. Smashing him with every hit. Suddenly Chad found himself standing in his parents house. A loud crash came from above and the zombie smashed through the roof, and second floor, collapsing in a heap on the kitchen floor.

"You might be stronger. BUT THIS IS MY MIND MOTHERFUCKER!" Chad screamed as the oven door flew open and flames shot out roasting the zombie.

The zombies blood curdling scream filled Chad's mind and faded as Chad partially regained his vision. He was running through the woods. He could see, but couldn't control his movements. Bullets were ripping into the trees all around him. Once he broke into a clearing his vision blacked again.

"FUCK! WHY WONT YOU DIE!" Chad shouted, the words echoing infinitely in his mind.

The zombie rematerialized in front of him, this time more gruesome. He still looked like Chad, but his teeth were now jagged and razor sharp, and it seemed like his claws were an inch longer.

"You son of a bitch, your mutating me!" Chad yelled as he lashed a fist out. The zombie caught it and threw Chad backwards, smashing him out of the back of his house into his backyard where his parents sat on a swing, watching the sunset.

"MOM! DAD! RUN!" Chad screamed, forgetting that this was in his mind. They turned and looked at him and went back to watching the sunset, gently swinging back and forth. The zombie stepped through the hole in the wall and walked up behind the swing. He ran a claw along the back of his mothers neck and cut a deep gash, as she screamed out in pain. Chad's father stood and swung at the zombie only to receive a kick to the side of the face that broke his neck, nearly spinning his head 180 degrees.

Chad collapsed to one knee and sobbed uncontrollably as he watched the bodies of his parents collapse in their pooling blood on the grass. He repeated in his mind over and over 'its not real, its not real' but it sure as hell looked so real. The zombie must be gaining mental strength, he's creating these images.

"AHAHAHHHHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHA!" the zombies laughter echoed loudly "PATHETIC WELP!"

Chad stood, his fists shaking in fear and rage. He threw his head back and shouted "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND!"

As he did this the world around him shook with incredible force. The house behind him exploded into large pieces of debris, as well as the garage, and the ground as well. The loose projectiles swirled around his body as he glared at the zombie, his eyes literally burning an intense blue flame. The debris flew from his body and impaled and smashed into the zombie to arc around and hit him again effectively ripping him apart.

The zombie faded from view and retreated to his portion of the mind. Chad, once regaining his composure thought it through. He needed to get things in perspective. Chad imagined as many memories of his neighborhood as he could and tried to recreate it. He did quite well for having a bad memory. But oddly there were holes, that had a dark aura around it. And he couldn't seem to remember where his apartment was, or what it looked like. These dark portions or missing memories must be in the portions of the mind controlled by the zombie. To find it, he would have to force his way into these dark vortexes.

He approached one of the black sections and as he got near it he felt like every fiber in his being was yelling at him to not enter, but he couldn't listen if he wanted his body back. Lifting a paw he placed it on the edge of the black, it was a semi-solid gelatinous goop. He forced his arm up to his elbow in, then felt something grab his forearm and yank him in. He was now lying on his back on the section of the street that was missing, with the zombie standing at his feet, bearing a toothy grin.

"I knew you couldn't stay away. You must really like me." the zombie said, circling Chad.

"Hah! Let me tell ya, I just cant get enough of your ugly mug." Chad said as he stood. "So, think we can discuss this like gentlemen?"

The zombie chuckled as he bared his razor sharp teeth.

"I guess that's a no." Chad said as he withdrew a knife from a sheath hidden under his shirt and with lightning reflexes plunged it into the zombies throat. The zombies blood spilled forth as he gurgled from the gaping slash. The black vortex surrounding the section of the street flickered and dimmed and a portion of Chad's memory rushed back to him.

"Damn this is going to take to long, I need to find the source of it." Chad said as he returned the knife to its sheath. "and that trick isn't going to work twice. I need to think of something else."

Walking down the road Chad noticed a large vortex, much larger than all the rest.

"Shit! I wonder if that's where my apartment is..." he said as he sat on the curb. "I gotta come up with a plan."

Suddenly as he perused his thoughts his mind stopped on something that technically didn't exist, but hell, neither did his ability to magically manipulate the scenery. So he concentrated hard and soon, a two story jet black mechanical suit of armor was standing in front of him. It kneeled and its chest split open to reveal a cockpit and lowered its hand to form a step up into it.

"Hey there Welltall. Haven't seen you in a long time old friend." he said as he climbed into the Gear. "I know I'm not Fei, but I'm sure you wont mind because after all it is my imagination that summoned you."

Once inside he reacquainted himself to the fact that he wasn't playing Xenogears using a Playstation controller this time, he had to control the suit with his motions.

"ya know what Welltall? We need some allies. Can't do it alone" he said as he glanced around and Master Chief appeared on his right, and Soap MacTavish and Captain Price on his left. Behind him the rest of the main Spartans from the Halo novels appeared. Behind them appeared Tyrael from Diablo, followed by Gordon Freeman, Marcus Phoenix and the gang, a small battalion of apocalypse tanks from Command and Conquer, and a few chronolegioneres as well, Dante from Devil May Cry, Briareos from Appleseed, and all of the Z fighters from Dragonball Z.

"Alright guys? Whatcha think? Can we take this zombie?!" Chad shouted throwing his gauntleted paw high into the air.

A resounding "YEAH!" filled the air and echoed for miles.

Chad turned and strode towards the towering mile wide vortex, with his gang in tow, ready for whatever the zombie could throw at them.

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I know, I know, I said that it would be up last night, and I'm sorry. You're just going to have to trust me, its going to be worth the wait for the next one though. Because the chapter wont be over until either the zombie is gone or everyone else is dead. It's going to be pretty epic though, so stick around.