Zombie Island part one. Fixed

I wake up to the sound of a loud SLAM toward my desk. I grab my hammer that I mounted above my bed that I use for smithing and look at my alarm clock just as another slam protrudes my room and this time there's the sound of breaking glass and I look to my window and see outside my busted window there's a slumping human figure outside slowly crawling in.
"Wralllgh" Moans the figure.
I stand up in my bed and yell "FREEZE I HAVE A WEAPON!"
And the figure replies with a low, "gurrgh"
I click on my ceiling light and to my horror a rotting, grey skinned man in tattered clothes is slowly pulling himself over my desktop toward me. I jump off my bed and swing the heavy hammer down on the top of its skull creating a big hole for its greasy stew of goop to fall out all over my carpet. But it didn't go down. I swing again and again till its head is just a pile of sinew(1), goop and bone matter on my carpet while the rest of its body is laying limp on my desk.  I look at my hammer which is smeared in a greasy brown sludge and, in my indifference, I wiped it on the corpse's raggedy shirt. I hear a bloodcurdling scream on the other side of my wall and I burst to my grandpas room and flick on the light switch. I scream in anger as I see a grey, ghastly figure over my grandpa eating his intestines. I run up and kick the zombie into the wall and proceed to smash the zombie in the skull with my hammer several times each time with the creeping feeling in my mind that my grandpa will be one of these monstrosity's unless I do this to him too. I hear the scream of my little brothers. They where watching me pulp this creatures head in and watching my grandpa bleed to death. I look over to my elder who has been so kind to me over the years and who had came up with my name.
"grandpa I'm sorry But I must finish you off so that you wont rise."
In a cough filled with pain he replied "I understand, But Tyler Just please make it quick."
I walk back to my room and open my drawer to grab my screwdriver that I had sharpened to a razor point a while back. I go back to his room and place the makeshift dagger over his chest and slam my hammer down on the butt end. The old man gives a startled yelp and quickly slides into a painless slumber. My little brothers are crying on his bed and I tell them to leave and close the door. After they exit the room I position my hammer above my head to the highest angle I can get it. Just as I get there His eyes open and I slam the tool to his skull splitting it in half. I hear the muffled cry of my little brothers and my moms sleepy moan. Mom came in and screamed  because of the gore stained floor and bed.
"TYLER WHAT HAVE YOU DONE"
With pain in my features I solemnly reply "I killed two zombies and one that was going to rise thats what."
"YOU ARE CRAZY TYLER I HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE THERE ARE NEVER GOING TO BE ANY ZOMBIES! I AM GOING TO CALL THE POLICE" She cried.
"Go for it. But before you do come here and look at the greasy rotting body on the floor that seems to have the structure of being dead for quite some time." She walks over and sights the bloody mess of a body with no top half of its head and screams.
"WHATS THAT THING" She cried.
"It was the thing that was feeding on grandpas entrails."
"W- Why does it look so rotten?"
"BECAUSE IT WAS A DAMN ZOMBIE YOU FOOL! YOU ARE SEEING IT WITH YOUR OWN TWO EYES AND JEASUS CHRIST I HAD TO KILL GRANPA BECAUSE HE WAS GOING TO TURN AND OH MY GOD!" I screamed.
"WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?" She blubbered.
"I am going to protect my brothers and continue life. You can come too but I am in charge now. You have called me crazy and said they would never come but while you had your ignorance I was preparing, Reading up on defense techniques and learning how to fight." I reply coldly.
"You aren't taking the twins anywhere without me." She said
"Ok but you follow me and listen to me and if I say shut up or stop you listen to me."
I walk to my room and grab my cell phone. I scroll through my contacts and select the name 'Mark' and press dial. *riiiing, riiiiing riiii-* "Hey son. What are you doing up at this hour?" The bold voice asked. "Mark I need the code to your safe to get the two pistols and my sword." I calmly said.
"Oh god not there too." he replied.
"What do you meen?" I asked.
"Well I am a cop son. And I have gotten a few calls to report some domestic violence in the neighborhood. When I checked it out the assailants where attacking innocents and trying to bite them, When I shot one he just didn't go down... Till I shot him in the head. When I got a closer look, the man I shot looked like he had advanced stages of rotting on his body and was cold to the touch."
"Well I need the code to the safe because I just killed two zombies and my grandpa because he was bitten."
"WHAT! MIKES DEAD?" His voice was upset.
"Yes, Now I need those damn codes." This time I let my urgency show up in my voice.
"Ok Ok the code for the safe is 58, right around three times s leftto 271, left one time to 136 and then right twice around to 95. Then the locks to the box for the pistols are 726 and 481."
"Thanks. Stay on the line so I can speak to you if I get any problems."  I walk down to the office and down the hall to a door that says Private. I give the door three hard wraps "Hello? Delfina?"
A muffled sleepy "Hello..." replies.  
"Delfina I'm coming in to get my things." I say as I open the door.
"Why? And what things?"she asks, rubbing her eyes.
"I'm getting the guns and my sword."
"WHAT! WHY?" She yells.
"Because there's zombies out. And if your smart, you'll shut up, let me get the things and follow me to safety." I say as I walk in to her room and move the bookcase out from in front of the safe built into the wall. I grab the handle and start turning the dial as my step dad said to do and pull the lever and the big heavy door opens. I  grab a small box and my blue hand forged katana and put it on Delfina's bed I set the black box down and put the two codes in the little locks and they open up. Inside the box are two glock nineteens and 4 clips of ammo. "Ok Mark I'm in. Now Mark I'm going to give a man your phone number. His name is Matt and he lives close by with his family. He is a good friend and a competent fighter. He lives only an hour and a half away from Vegas in California. Remember our plan and go to the armory and then give Matt and his family directions to it too." I say.
"Who is Matt? And why do I need to do this?" Mark asked.
"I just said, Because he is a good friend and a competent fighter. After I get everything squared away I am gonna try to get to the towns airfield and try to get one of the executive helicopters to you to pick you guys up and stuff."
"Ok son Ill trust your judgment." He said.
"Ok man I love ya and I'm gonna try to get you." I hang up. "Ok mom I need you to go to my room and get a few certain items and bring them to me." I say.
"Ok what do you need."
"On my wall is my machete and my bow. Grab those and my arrows.  And bring them to me. Then pack up some clothes for me you and the babies. I need to do a few things of my own... Oh and here take one of these glocks. You might need it." I say.
"Alright, now you be careful. Come on Jake and Josh. I need your help to pack." She says.  I walk to the computer and log on to yahoo and my Deviant art. I check my friends list on dev and Kiganiki is online. "Good" I mumble to myself. I click on the profile and go to send message. " Heh you where always the night bird weren't you, April. But anyways the zombies have come and its time. Pack your stuff, call all your friends and your boyfriend and if you feel like it then bring your parents too. Its your choice on your parents bit because I know how you feel on about them. Here's my cell number 361-229-5555, when you get everything call me and we will link up at the school. Now remember, you have read my plan and it counts on people so call whoever you can get." Send message. Ok now while she reads that and replies I better call Matt. I pick up my phone and go to the contacts list again but this time select Matt and hit the call button.
*Riiing riin-* "Hey man why are you calling at such a late hour? I was just about to go to bed." Matt says
"I'm sorry man but you cant. Zombies have risen and I'm going to give you my step dads number so you can meet up with him and survive. Pack up, grab your wife and kids and head to Vegas. Once you get there call my step dad and he will lead you to the armory and I'm going to try to get a helicopter out there."
"Hmm I heard on the news there was some attacks and the newsman where calling them undead but I thought they where just being over dramatic." Matt replied.
"They're not I was woken up by one breaking into my room and I had to kill it. Then I had to kill one in my grandpas room that had been eating my grandpa and then have to kill my grandpa twice..."
"Woah, I'm sorry man."  
"Its ok. I will mourn when the time is right. Until then I got to get my brothers safe and out of harms way. When I do that I will get a helicopter and try to pick you guys up. Heres my step dads number, 702-354-7275"
"Ok thanks man I should be with him in less than three hours."
"Ok and remember be safe and if you encounter any zombies, aim for the head or at least try to break their spine. They may be dead but they cant use their bodies if they have no neural connection to their body." I finish saying that and I hang up. I look on my Dev and see that April replied.
"Tyler I have seen out my window that a zombie ate a neighbor. I believe you and I already have been packing up and I was actually going to try to meet you at your hotel to warn you. Here is my cell number 229-6239. Call me if you need to speak to me." I pick up my phone and dial the number
*Riiiing rii-* "Yes?" A sweet female voice answered
"Hey April its Tyler. I read your message and I just wanted to say don't come for me, when the time is right we will meet up at the school."
"Ok. And I will call you when I'm done getting everything together."
"Ok and be careful." I hung up and  went to the bathroom and grabbed the buzz shaver and turned it on. I put it to my head and started shaving off my hair. "I need to make it hard for the zombies to grab me." I thought. After all my locks of hair where gone I walked to my room and tossed the glock, sword and phone on the bed. I stripped down and reached for an old tight pair of jeans and my tightest shirt. It sort of made me look like a homosexual but it would be harder for the dead to grab me. I put on my belt and set my phone to vibrate and  put my phone in its little leather case and clipped that to my right hip. I untied the swords little tie string and tie that to my left hip and set the glock to safety and put that in my left pocket. I go down the hall to mom and tell her that I'm going out and that I will be back soon. I grab the  Yukon keys and put them In my right pocket and head toward the kitchen exit door. I walk outside and am greeted by the night sky. Its silent but just worries me more.  I look at my wristwatch and see that its 2:49. "Hmph, I have killed two undead and my grandpa twice in probably less than an hour and a half. What a fucked up world it is." I mumble as I start my way across the street to the trailer park where Buck resides. Buck is one crazy fuck who would one day probably come to school with a shotgun but he is an ally to me and he has a hunting rifle and knows how to use it. I walk to a raggedy old Rv and bang on the door. the lights in the Rv come on and a tall old man comes out. "What do you want?" The man says in an angry tone. "We where sleeping."
"I am sorry sir but the undead walk. I need Bucks help and you should prepare too if you want to live." I say.
"You are fucking crazy kid. Go away." He yells at me.
I pull out my pistol and point it at him. "Sir. I have killed two zombies tonight and my grandfather. I am not afraid to kill you if it means getting Buck to help me fight these zombies. I recommend you go get him and tell him that zombies have come."
"Gurhgh" a moan from the background.
"Heh. You will have your proof." I say as I pocket my gun and unsheathe my sword. Out in the moonlight I see a shadowy figure, slowly limping with its arms outstretched. A flashlight beam shines on the figure and its a zombie. I look at the man and he has a flashlight in his hand.
"Holy crap boy you're right. You kill that thing and Ill wake the family." The man says.
I walk near the corpse as it lunges and I sidestep then pivot to get behind it. Then I raise my sword and slash hard right onto the corpses neck. The sword goes in and out through the front of the throat the head stumps to the ground and a thick oily blackness squirts where the head was and in the moonlight I can see the zombies eyes still staring at me while it opens and closes its mouth. A slight thud and the zombies body falls to the ground. Buck gets out of the Rv and I notice he is unarmed. "Grab your rifle. We might need it." I say without looking at him. He goes back inside and comes out with a HK417. "Damn man. When you said you had a rifle I thought you meant an average hunting rifle or something. Not some kind of law enforcement rifle." I say, dumbfounded.
"Its amazing what you can find on underground trading." He smiles as he says.
"Man if we make it out of this and the world goes back to normal than I'm gonna need your sources man. You are one crazy fucker" I say with a voice thick with jealousy.
"Yeah. Well my dad said you needed me?" he asked.
"Yes, I'm going for Damian. He will be one of the brains in the operations of our lives. That kid is smarter than me and Is the most reliable person I know. So now its your turn to choose something. Walking or driving?" I say as I pull out the car keys.
"Uh I would have to choose driving." He said.
"Ok then. Follow me." I say. We walk back to my hotel and get in the Yukon and I buckle up and start the car. I pull out and start heading down the street. I take a right and the headlights spot a man with a bloodstained white shirt. I gun the engine and slam into the creature at at least 68 mph and the zombie flies over the car. We stop to see what it did to the creature but it was sprawled every which way and even if it did survive that I would guess that it wouldn't be able to move because a hit like that would have destroyed most of its bones. I start driving again and all turn a left and drive into Damian's hotel and go to his room. I knock on the door and greet my insomniac friend. After greetings are done I start to tell him whats going on. "Damian Is there anything you want to take along?" I ask.
"Yes, let me pack some clothes and get my medicine. I turn into a potato without that stuff." My friend replied
"I know I have seen you before without it. And don't worry when the real shit hits the fan we will raid the pharmacy to get all the meds you need for years."
"Thanks bro. I know I can count on you." he says.  
"Ahem." Buck says "If you two lovers are done saying sweet nothings to each other then lets go."
"Heh, bite me jew bag." I reply.
"If I turn then I will buddy." Buck replies.
"Ok then. Well Damian, Do you want to get your parents or shall we leave them to die?" I ask "Eh they're dinks and I hate them, and my brothers a little fat retard and my sisters a whiny bitch. Lets just leave. So do you have a plan?"
"Yeah I got a few others meeting us at school but we gotta go get my mom and brothers first."
"Wait what about Mike?" Damian asks.
"... I had to kill him... A zombie got in and ate him and I had to kill them both."
"I'm sorry dude..." Damian says.
"Its ok, Its not your fault. Anyways lets go." We all get back into the car and leave the driveway. We go back down the street and we run over the broken zombie with a loud *CRACKKK* After we turn right and head down the street toward my hotel  a cop car comes up behind and turns on its light.  I slow down and pull to the side of the road and stop. The cop gets out of his car and and starts heading toward us I whisper to buck "I am going to play it innocent but when he pulls me out of the car I want you to shoot him out of the head." Buck nods with a grim expression. The cop walks up to the car. "License and registration please." The man in uniform asks.
I reply "I don't have one sir." And I give the man a big smile.
"Son please get out of the car. And put your hands on the hood of the car."
"Ok officer." I do as the man asks and he sees the butt of my gun jutting out of my pocket and pulls it out and puts it on the hood of the car and says
"What is this son."  
"Heh its a gun sir what else does it look like sir?" *Crack BANG* the a hole in the window appeared as a muffled gunshot rang in the night obviously silenced by a suppressor. "JEASUS MAN YOU GOT A FUCKING SUPPRESSOR FOR THAT THING  TOO MAN?" I yelled.
"Y-yeah" came a worried voice from the vehicle.
"Hold on guys I'm gonna go check the police car for some weapons." I say as I crouch down and disarm the police officers Pistol, a small P228, the three mags, his flashlight and the handcuffs and keys. "Sorry sir but you wont need these anymore.  I stand up and grab my pistol off the hood and walk to Damian's side and hand him the P228 and spare ammo. "Here you go now you got a gun too man." "Thanks"
I walk over to the cop car and look in and inside sitting in the passenger seat is a Benelli M1014 shotgun. I open the door and grab the gun. Then I scrounge around the car and find two 30 round boxes of 9mm ammo and a box of eighteen 12 gage shells. It was like Christmas I was almost crying because of the small score I had just found. Sure we just killed an innocent cop in the process but we found very helpful things for the zombie war we would be fighting on the island. I run back to the car my load in my arms and I toss it in the backseat window.
Buck looks at the horde, grins and says "NICE SCORE"
"Yeah, If we conserve these then then we could hold off quite a few zombies." I hop back into the drivers seat and put back on my seatbelt. "Bzzzz bzzzzzz" a light noise with a powerful vibration goes off on my hip. I reach down, flip open the pouch and slide out my phone and press talk. I lift up the phone and put it to my ear "Talk to me." I say.
"Hey Its April. I have finished calling everyone and I'm all packed up. You ready?" She asks.   "Almost I went with Buck to go get Damian. Damian's one of the brains of the operations and we need him. Now all I got to do Is go back home and get my brothers and the last of my weapons. You gonna bring your parents?" I asked
"No my moms a jerk and dad just isn't the same after that vasectomy." April said.
" *snickers* Heh a vasectomy that sucks. Anywho, since your going alone I might be able to pick you up too after I get the rest of the crew." I say.
"You think you could? I would like that. Much safer than walking. But if you cant just give me a call. Oh and Tyler I have been hearing loud screams around town now. I think the zombies are getting everyone so you should hurry. And if you can get me my address is 314 Cutoff Road." She said.
"I will try to get there as soon as I can friend. And don't worry Ill pick you up. Bye now, I gotta go get the family." I press the end call button and put back in the pouch. I grab the steering wheel and press the gas pedal and the car is off. We go slowly down the street a small echo of an occasional gunshot can be heard around the town. We pull up to the hotel and take a lap around to the side kitchen entrance. We get out and head inside.



To be continued