User blog:Totallyneena/Mission Yogpocalypse

Preface
“AAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

I jolted out of bed, making me feel a bit dizzy. Glancing at my clock, I discovered it was 5:23 in the morning. I ran to the door, and down the hall, I saw my mom and brother leaning on the door to my brother’s room. I heard growls coming from inside the room. Quickly looking up at my mom, I asked her what was going on. Between her sobs, she told me to get a knife from the kitchen.

My eyes widened, and I knew exactly what was happening.

There were tears streaming down my face as I hurried downstairs to the kitchen. Did this cruel fate really have to take my sister away? I wiped my face and opened the knife drawer. I grabbed the biggest, sharpest knife in there. After a moment’s hesitation, I held the knife up to my neck, ready to cut. Before I could, though, my brother ran in the room, half covered in blood. I dropped the knife, and collapsed onto the floor, hysterical. My brother picked up the knife, and hurried it upstairs.

Seconds later, I heard a piercing scream, which echoed throughout the house.

Chapter 1
The date was August 27. It had been two months since my sister had been taken away by the horrible disease that was now spreading across North America. Zombification. Almost a quarter of the population had been turned. There was no where I could go without seeing one of those horrible beasts. The police were heavily guarding my town, though, wiping out every zombie that crossed them. That didn’t help much, as many of the police were turned too. I hated seeing everyone being brutally murdered. But if we didn’t keep the zombie population down, then they would kill us. We had to do it.

I was lucky to still have power and internet connection in my home, though there wasn’t much. Every time I got the chance, I would go on my computer. I needed to stay updated on everything that was going on. I found out that zombies had reached Europe, and there were signs of them in England, along with France. One story that caught my eye was one that told of a walker caught in Bristol attempting to attack a citizen. That citizen’s name was Duncan Jones. I gasped at the thought of my favorite member of the Yogscast being attacked by one of those monsers. Reading on, I learned that he survived, but had many cuts and wounds. Luckily, he wasn’t bitten.

Suddenly, my computer monitor had gone black. I looked at the power button, which was lit a bright white, meaning the computer was still on. Confused, I stared at the monitor. About fifteen seconds passed, and then something appeared on the screen. It was a message.

Neena,

''Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to arrive to Brisol, England in order to aid the completion a top secret operation which will rid the world of all the walkers that inhabit it. You will not be alone on this mission. Nine other individuals apart from yourself will be taking part in this mission as well. We will pick you up as soon as we can.''

Ron Johnson

Chief Executive Officer

SipsCo Headquarters

I stared blankly at the note. What was going on? Why had I been chosen to help with this? As my mind was attempting to process everything, the message disappeared, and the monitor returned to normal.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar of an engine, getting louder as it approached. I looked out my window, which was covered in thick smoke. The noise ceased, and the smoke started to clear up. Right there in my backyard was a massive jet plane. On the side of it, in large golden letters, was the word SipsCo. A man dark-skinned man with a dark black tuxedo and sunglasses, and an impressive afro, emerged from the vehicle. He introduced himself as Ron Johnson, and before I could say anything, I was quickly urged in the plane, and we were flying off.

After trying to figure out what had just happened, I looked around the room. It was dimly lit, but there were various expensive-looking items. I looked down at what I was seated on, a luxurious couch which was seemingly made of silk, and was a brilliant shade of white. I had no idea what was ahead of me, and I shoved my face in my hands, terrified.

Before I could cry, though, the door to the room opened. There in the doorway stood a boy who looked about the same age as me, and just as clueless. He asked my name.

“I’m Neena,” I told him.

His eyes widened. “No way!” was his reply. He chuckled. “What are the odds…”

“Sorry, who are you?” I was more puzzled than ever.

“It’s me, Gamer. From the Yogscast Wiki.”

At this, I was completely surprised. He was right, what were the odds that both of us would end up on this mission together? Nonetheless, I smiled, and hugged him as tight as I could, glad I had a friend by my side. I didn’t care what my future held anymore. We would go through this, together.

“Who else is here?” I asked him, after coming out of the hug, but still smiling.

He responded, “So far, just us.”

As time passed though, everyone else boarded the plane, and soon enough, all ten of us were present. I knew all of them from the Yogscast Wiki. I realized, this mission must have been exclusively set up for members of the wiki. But, why?

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