When zombies attack at a high school football game, a group of teens band together in a desperate fight for survival. Guided by Samantha Maxis and aided by zombie players new and old, this group takes on the remnants of Group 935 and waves of the undead in an attempt to save mankind from Doctor Richtofen
It was the night of the last football game of the season for the Bradburn High School Marching Panthers, and it was one no one would ever forget.
It was the night where everything would change. Where innocence would be lost, and the nightmare would begin.
There was two minutes left in the 4th Quarter, and the score was 76-14, and it looked like the football team was losing yet again.
The crowd was raving and cheering, or at least the Away team was. As for the Panthers, it was more of a "please let this end so we can go already" sort of attitude.
The band watched on, eyeing the football team with distaste and silently thinking that the cheerleaders could probably play better than the football team was doing now.
One trumpet player in the Bradburn High School Marching Band, Nicholas, let out a sigh. He was a pale teenager of medium height of about 5 '10', with short blond hair and glasses that covered his green eyes.
"I think this settles it. Our football team will not be winning this game. Just like last year…and the year before…and the year before." Nicholas said in an annoyed tone.
"Our team sucks," a baritone player named Liam said with a scowl.
Liam stood a few inches taller than Nicholas and had a mess of black hair on his head and had a great deal of freckles on his face.
He had a more muscular build than Nicholas, but was still fairly skinny.
"Not really, they're good. It's just that some teams get lucky, or are just better," Nicholas reasoned.
"I can see that." Liam said with a laugh.
Nicholas started laughing too and said, "At least the band is good, that's all that really matters."
"So true," a trumpet player named Judith said walking up to the two teens. Judith was shorter than Nicholas by a good few inches, with dark-skin and short dark hair.
She grabbed Liam's hand and rested her head on his shoulders. Liam looked at his girlfriend with an affectionate smile.
The group watched as the other team got the ball.
The player with the ball dashed through all of the Bradburn Football players and scored yet another touchdown with two seconds left on the clock, as though to prolong their agony.
The band members all groaned as one, unaware of what horrors lay in wait for them.
Meanwhile:
Location: Unknown
"Ah…finally, after all this time…I can finally begin." A man spoke with a smile as he walked through his lab.
The man stood at the top of a flight of stairs, looking down at the complicated machines with a grin. Attached to the machines was a series of rocks that glowed blue, giving off a wicked aura.
Element 115.
The scared element capable of raising the dead.
Five hundred corpses were on dissection tables, ready-made zombies awaiting the element's powers.
For over fifty years, he had lived in the shadows, gathering his resources and the keys to revenge. He had spent all this time, slowly gathering his strength and power.
This would be necessary to enact his grand plan. A scheme of sorts that would change the world forever.
The world would bow at his feet as waves of the damned destroyed all who opposed him.
He would create a new world with his powers, and God help those who stood in his way.
"It…is…TIME!" the man yelled triumphantly as he walked over to a panel and threw a switch, causing each of the containers holding the meteorite to shudder and vibrate as their energy began to resonate with the area around them.
A greenish energy filled the cavern, coming from the powerful rocks, and the man's laughs intensified.
Each of the corpses on the tables began to shake and rattle. Then, with a jolt, each slowly began to sit up.
The man's blue eyes suddenly shone with an incredible light, the same color as the zombies eyes, and as a green aura flickered into existence behind him he began to laugh manically.
The zombies broke through the door to the underground compound and made their way to the surface.
The man then turned to five men standing behind him, observing the proceedings with interest.
"You know what to do..." the man said in a low tone, his voice as smooth as silk. The five men bowed to the man with the glowing blue eyes before vanishing on the spot in multicolored balls of fire. The scientist turned back around and said, "Now…to draw those who wish to stop me out…and snuff out their hope once and for all."
Bradburn High School Football field:
"Hey, do you guys feel that?" Nicholas said as the ground shook slightly.
"It was probably Chuck Norris breathing!" A short, brown-haired bowl-cut boy named Nick said enthusiastically.
He had a wide grin on his face and a cheerful attitude that usually couldn't be stopped, even with a kick to the nuts.
"Really? Another Chuck Norris fact?" Liam said in an annoyed tone. Judith shook her head and another student walked up to them.
"Hey Andrew, what's up?" Nicholas asked his friend, who had walked from the other side of the "Band Zone" to them.
"Can't you guys feel that? It feels like there's an earthquake going on underneath us! And this doesn't…feel right to me."
Andrew said to his friends with a frown on his face. Andrew had very short, peach colored hair and stood at about Nicholas's height.
He had a muscular sort of build, despite being at about average height…he was also a massive flirt with the ladies, which drew the ire of many of their friends.
"Can earthquakes even happen in Florida?" Liam asked Nicholas as the ground shook some more, causing them all to stumble a bit more.
There was a sudden tremor, the largest one yet, and the crowd screamed in response. There was a low, moaning sound that could be heard in the distance.
The coaches were looking at the disturbance while the teams continued to play.