The Crawling Ones

A short story by-

Toxic Demon

Chapter 1 - A peaceful day at school

The four friends raced through the hallway hoping they weren't too late. You could practically hear their heartbeats as they panted down the stairs and into the open. It didn't matter that they had to plow through a few freshman to get down the stairs, or that a kid with a rolling book bag was thrown out a window. They ran on as fast as possible, but they were too late. The carnage had already began, bodies everywhere. The screams of the innocent filled the air as these ravenous beasts flooded the courtyard.

"Damn!" Jason yelled as they came across the scene.

"We almost made it." said Michael.

"If only we didn't have so far to run." panted Davy.

Stephen just stared blankly and sighed.

Suddenly one of the zombie type creatures stumbled toward them, and so the doom had begun.

"Snap!" yelled Stephen.

Translation-oh my goodness

As the weary being stumbled into the group the four friends spread in different directions.

The school cafeteria was packed to the brim with students. All of them pushing and shoving each other trying to get their food faster. After many fruitless efforts Michael, Davy and Stephen had finally gotten some food and were looking for a place to sit. Out of the corner of his eye Davy saw someone waving them over. It was Jason and he hadn't gotten any food but had managed to secure a booth to sit in.

"Hey guys, I see you got your food okay." said Jason as they all sat down.

"Yeah it took long enough too." Michael said as he looked at the pizza he had gotten by almost beating a janitor out of his way. "At least I didn't have to use real force."

All the friends knew what he meant, as Michael was basically a military expert only in compact High school form, which fits easily into overhead storage bins I might add.

Let me paint a picture for you-

Michael is about 5 feet and 8 inches tall, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He usually wears camo cargo pants and a T-shirt with some sort of witty saying on it. Michael usually likes to carry some sort of fire arm but the group has convinced him not to bring any to school, except of course for special occasions.

Davy is a bit shorter than the rest of the group, however he is also the most scientifically inclined. Standing at about 5 feet and 6 inches he is never seen without cargo pants and is usually wearing a plain shirt, both of which are most days green. Davy had a little less than shoulder length, brown hair and green eyes.

Stephen is…well…black… just kidding he's more than that. Stephen almost has an afro, forbidden as it is by his owners- I mean parents. He usually wears jeans and some sort of name brand shirt. Stephen is taller than the rest of the group at just above 6 feet.

Jason is the most tandem of the group. Usually trying to do something funny or just acting random. He wears extremely baggy black pants and a plain black shirt. Jason is almost as tall as Stephen at 5 feet and 11 inches tall. He has dark red hair that he is in the process of growing out and red rimmed glasses that hide his turquoise eyes.

Out of the crowd a figure charged towards the group at full speed and dove towards the booth. The four friends barely had time to lift up their trays as this strange being slid off the table top and onto the floor on the opposite side of the booth.

"Wat wit all da flyin peeps yo?" asked Stephen.

Translation-what in the world is going on with the airborne children my friends?

"Ummm, Matt, are you okay?" Jason questioned the body on the floor.

"Yup!" replied Matt as he popped up off the floor and slid into the booth next to Jason.

"Since when are you going to this school?" Davy asked.

"Just transferred today, but why did you guys run when I walked towards you before lunch?" replied Matt

"We thought you were a zombie." Jason said while wiggling his hands spookily and rotating his eyes in opposite directions….wait, what the hell man?

Davy and Michael looked around…"Yeah…zombie…" they mumbled.

Matt is about the same height as Jason but he has blonde hair that he usually gels down, and he has blue eyes. Matt dresses strangely, not as strangely as Jason of course but still. With a black sleeveless hoodie and baggy grey pants he is quite confusing at times.

"What's with all da hatin goin down at ma hizzouse today?" Said Stephen

translation-What seems to be troubling the students on this fine morning?

"Opposed to every other day?" asked Davy.

"Well they are biting each other more than usual." said Michael while rubbing a bite mark on his leg.

Little did these five friends know that the students and teachers of their school were acting more possessed than usual. The government was using a mind altering drug in the cafeteria food that made the subject slightly cannibalistic and easily agitated. Why? We don't know… but there was a demon monkey in office. Somehow the friends had avoided the effects of this drug by buying the good food in the case of Davy, Stephen and Michael. In the case of Jason and Matt…they just didn't eat school food. Now the "zombies" are starting to sense the difference in brain matter. So they are starting to feel hungry for fresh brains…ooh cliché.