Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of PG-13. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, November 13, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    Chaos in Existence ch5

    Chaos in existence ch5: Running to save.

     

    Shane quickly opened the door, checking her surroundings; she heard screams coming from the right, quickly running towards the people. She quickly climbed over the fence- they added it slowly, part by part for more protection against the bodies- hopping to the other side. Once her feet were on the ground she started running. Turning down the street, letting her ears lead her to the people she needed to save.

     

    It always worked like this; Shane was the quickest runner, the only one who could outrun the bodies without being extremely tired in the end, her quick shooting adding to the reason. She would help get the people back to their base, while the others were in defense mode, gate open by then, quickly waiting to shut it once they passed through.

     

    Finally, Shane had found the people that were screaming, they were running towards her, arms flailing. Shane kneeled down on one leg, and began to shoot her automatic, knocking the close bodies down. She yells into her walkie talkie, “Found ‘em! Heading back, too many bodies to fight hurry with Gate.”

     

    “Follow me!” She screams to the survivors who were finally about 7 feet away. Shane begins to run back to the base. Shane speaks into the walkie talkie, “We’re almost there Max.”

     

    Max sighs, this was cutting it too close. He was holding by the gate, ready to close it once everyone was in.

     

    Shane and the survivors were running down the final street, “We’re coming through the gate on three.”

     

    They zoom past the gate, Shane immediately heading to Max to help shut it. Shane and Max begin to push as the survivors run towards Tim who is laying on the floor with a large machine gun in front of him, Dana kneeling behind a car beside him, they run inside where Tim told them to go, all except one brunette woman who stayed by Tim and Dana’s side.

     

    Shane and Max have the gate almost sealed when a few bodies go through the gap, heading towards the people. Shane quickly closes the gate with Max and turns to shoot at the bodies. 5 of the bodies turn back towards the two and attack. Max shoots his shot gun, blowing 2 of them away, however the other one over power him and begin to eat Max; Shane, fighting her own two, quickly turns and shoots Max in the head, putting him out of his misery. Shane takes out her knife, slashing one of the monsters in the throat deeply, and then kicking them with her right foot, effectively throwing the body’s head off. The other four quickly rush her; Shane throws her knife in the air, pulling out the two pistols from her holster, shooting two of the bodies in the head, as the knife lands safely in her holster. The other two, grabbing her, however Shane doesn’t flinch, as two shots are heard and the bodies fall to the ground, she puts away her two hand guns and grabs her automatic, looking up to the roof of the mall, giving a thankful smile to the two snipers, Mark and Carmen. Shane looks toward the three people on the street fighting off the extra bodies. Shane picks up Max’s shotgun, rushing to the people. He runs toward them shooting the bodies that turn to her. She quickly makes it to their side, not a moving body in sight. She throws the shotgun to the woman. The woman quickly grabs it and tries to hold it correctly, “Hello.” Shane says grin on her face, this woman looked familiar.

     

    “Hello.” The British woman replied.

     

    “Let’s get in,” Shane says as she takes the shotgun from the woman, “we’ll teach you how to use this later on.”

     

    The woman nodded, following them in the back. They all entered, Helena last, the doors beginning to close behind her. Carmen and Mark come out of the elevator, “Hey-“

     

    Before the doors close, a body breaks through the gap in the door, Helen a turning to face the body. It was a old, skin peeling off the face, her cheek hanging off the female body’s face, dirty blonde hair everywhere, arms flailing, eyes dead, screaming a predatory scream( Cherie Jaffie!!!!!11!!1!!!!!one!!!!!!1!!!!). The body was stuck between the doors, squeezing it enough to not letting it be able to move. Helena turns around staring to the end of a shotgun barrel.

     

    “Get down!” Shane orders in a stern voice, the others still shocked from the body. Helena ducks down, as Shane blows the woman’s head off, the door closing as the body falls over to the sidewalk.

     

    “Nice…” Dana says as everyone then turns to stare at her.

     

    They begin to walk down to the lobby, “Let’s get these 3 newbies cleaned up.” Carmen says as they walk down, nudging the little 12 year old boy in the head, he giggles, and then stops as he receives a stern pissed off look from his father.

     

    Random question: :D What more do you wanna see? I like giving you what you ask for. Btw, I like jenny :(, don’t u guys?

    Comments

    Leave a Reply