The sun beamed down hard on the city, its warm rays touched everything. Fang ou rather Derek at the time was trying to keep his eyes open as the perfect atmosphere made it harder to stay awake. His head sunk lower into his arms as he lent on the bannister of the Central City schools out door stair case. The semester had just begun and he was bunking of 5th period, he decided he had too much going on in his head to go to class.

He became plus awake when the sound of rattling came from near the school entrance; he perked up and squinted at the dark, ill looking figure doing something to the school gates.

“Who’s that? A trespasser?” He asked himself. He eyes changed from the person at the gates to the 4 teachers coming out to inspect the man.

“You there! What do toi think toi are doing? This is a private school” The young school mistress snapped.

“Don’t worry Miss. Yuma, Let me handle it” a dit the buff Gym teachers rolling up his sleeves. He walked to the gate and stared the man in the face for a second; his eyes were strangely pail and his face emotionless. He grabbed the man par his chemise collier and slammed him against the metal gate. A little blood slithered from his mouth down his face.

“Mr-Mr Jones please violence is not-“Her sentence turned into a scream as the man bit into the teachers arm. He screamed in agony and felt to the floor, rolling and kicking around in pain as the transformation began. Then as quick as The Flash the man’s face turned pale and his body stiffened
Derek just stood there amazed at the turn of events that had just happened.

“Oh my gosh He’s dead!” a dit the old janitor, the mistress covered her mouth and her eyes grew horrified and sad. “No way, that’s impossible he was just-“She looked at his hand as it twitched. His eye’s opened but they were grey in colour and his pupils were tiny.

“Oh Mr Jones thank god!” She a dit smiling down on him “You had me worried there for a-“. The zombie latched onto her chemise and slammed its teeth into her neck. I violet scream ringed in the air and blood sprayed and splattered everywhere. Derek stepped away from the railing shaking a little from what he had just seen. He sprinted up the stairs and through the corridor. The door to the class room slammed open and Derek trudged in over to Lucas.

“Derek toi couldn’t be happy with just skipping my class” The teacher smirked.

“Lucas we have to get out of here” Derek said

Willow got up and walked over to them.

“What are toi talking about?”

“People just got killed par the front gate no shit”

“Are toi serious?”