Finn walked closer to him and starred directly into his eyes like he was looking for something, "Where's all this confidence coming from man? This is not a game."
"Think about it. I saw so many empty military vehicles on my way here, we could get a ride and kill some grave—" he coughed, "zombies with them. It'd be one of those things we ever wished for."
"Do you know why they were abandoned in the first place?" Finn paused for a brief second. "Because the zombies overpowered them and made them retreat, idiot."
"Well do you know how I got here?" Oscar stroke a question of his own. "Because… because…" he stuttered, "I have a secret thing, idiot."
"What's that?" Finn suddenly seemed more interested. "C'mom man we promised not to keep secrets from each other."
Oscar hesitated, running through a series of possible Finn-reactions in his mind. He wasn't quite sure if he wanted to be deemed powerful even by his best friend.
"Tell me," Finn yelled at his face.
"Alright," Oscar stretched out his right hand and conjured up fire in his palm.
"Whooh!" Finn eyes shot wide open. He looked up to Oscar quivering in shock. "You have powers. Real powers," he added with a tone portraying the final string of his realization.
"I can hook you up if you come with me."
"Say no more," Finn jumped out the window and headed forward in a rush. "C'mom man, you're slowing us down."
Oscar jumped out the window and joined him, his lie was going well. He walked towards the backyard.
"Where are you going?" Finn whispered.
"The secret exit."
"What're you doing? We can't walk all the way there. I'd get my car."
"That'd alarm your parents and all the guards," Oscar explained. "There are hundreds of empty cars down the road from here. We'd take one."
"Okay," Finn followed him.
…
After a few meters Oscar and Finn finally made it to the zombie affected areas were a bunch of cars just lay empty. They both strolled through them trying to pick the ones they'd use.
"We're not just taking any car. We need a classic," Finn suggested while carefully scanning through the cars with his eyes.
"We don't have time for that," Oscar bumped open the door of an old 30 thousand dollar car.
"C'mon man, that's like a container with wheels," Finn showed disapproval. " This is like a car shop on promo. Pick something cool."
"This is an apocalypse."
"Same thing, different names."
"I just wanna know what happened to the last family I have on earth," Oscar looked genuinely stressed out.
Finn closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, "Hmm. That's deep. It almost sounds like you're getting wiser."
While he put down his head he sighted a Bugatti Veyron at the corner of the street and raced for it, "Oscar!" he opened the door and got in all hyped up. "I found the chosen one."
Oscar sighed and hurried to him, then a smile broke loose on his face as his eyes proper grasped the image of it, "I never doubted you for once Finn. I never did"
He hopped in the car.
That's when Finn reached for the dashboard to start the engine and figured there was no key. They both looked at each other's faces concurrently, the moment they realized they had messed up.
Finn dropped from the car angrily, "You said we were gonna pick one of the cars on the streets and you don't know how to hotwire a car?"
"What kind of person leaves a car without keys? You're gonna die bro, leave your keys behind," Oscar crashed out.
"Right? I mean what's the purpose of an apocalypse if there ain't any free stuffs laying aound."
Oscar turned to him with a weird look.
"The fun in it. I meant the fun not the purpose," he corrected himself.
"Who's there?" a muscular voice echoed from a building nearby.
Finn quickly hid behind the car while Oscar stood up straight, with his eyes scanning for the stranger.
"Oscar. Get down, it might be one of them," Finn whispered.
"Zombies don't talk, dumbass" Oscar corrected him hasrshly.
"Zombies don't have superstrength either," Finn panicked. "Get the fuck down. I will not die today young man."
"Please, I'm not a zombie," an old man limped out of a bungalow with a shogun. He was injured on his stomach. "Please," he grabbed the hand of a seven years old hiding behind him and revealed her them, "save my granddaughter."
Finn stood up straight and stared at Oscar in perplexity wondering what his response would be.
"I-I can't," Oscar stuttered. "I can't do it."
Finn walked up to him and stood face to face, "What're you doing? They look so helpless."
"I can't. I just can't," Oscar nodded sideways multiple times evidently showing his confusion. "I can't control my fire yet. Earlier in the fight with the zombies it was just them so I was confident. This… I don't wanna kill an innocent person," Oscar was almost teary with memories of when he killed the nurse overlapping his mind.
"You fought them? You monster," Finn replied in an applausive tone of voice. "We're just gonna help this little girl right here and no one will die."
Finn moved to get her, "We'd protect her with our lives sir."
The old man handed the girl over in relief, "Her mother's name is Rachel. Rachel Gabby."
"Ain't you coming with us?"
"No son, I'm just happy I kept her safe," he gasped for breath with each word. "I can die in peace now."
Just as the words left his mouth a zombie dived for him from behind and shoved her teeth into him.
"Grandma," the girl screamed terrified. The zombie was actually her grandma who was now eating out her grandpa.
Shocked and equally horrified, Finn grabbed her and raced for Oscar when the zombie raised her head to them and took one big dive, a gush of fire from Oscar's right hand intercepted her.
His heart panted. That fire shot was a near miss.
Finn turned around to see the zombie burned to ashes and turned back to Oscar with an O mouth.
"We have to go. They've heard us," he hurried back to the car Finn had insulted earlier and took the driver's seat.
Finn reluctantly put the child in the backseat and entered the front. She was already shivering and sweating with tears rolling out of her eyes but her lips folded in complete silence. It seemed her grandpa had already told her the drill.
"Oscar…" with his eyes looking outside the car Finn began to shiver. "Oscar!" he yelled.
An army of them were already coming from both sides of the street, even in the darkness of the night their shadows loomed, escorting them on their hunt.
Oscar started the car and sped off but unfortunately these were the specific zombies Finn was always talking about. They had superstrength.
They tore out particles off every car they could find and launched them into the air like arrows. Luckily Oscar's wheels outran them all, with the car suffering only minimal damage.
In a moment of boldness Finn turned to the little girl in the backseat, "Don't worry. We're gonna get you to your mom."
"You'd make a good dad," Oscar teased. "I don't know your obsession with using condoms."
Finn silently sank into his chair again, "Honestly, fuck you virgin."
"There's a child," Oscar reminded him.
"Ohhh," Finn quickly turned around to her again. "Oh dear. Fuck is the name of a flower that only adults can… can grow their gardens with. In their gardens… huh…"
"You just made it ten times worse."
Finn looked at her grieving face and dissolved back to his seat in slowly.
…
After an hour's drive they arrived at a suburban neighborhood and dropped from the car. This place was more messed up than all the other places. Every house suffered equal damage with the streets filled with torn apart car particles and the cars themselves, it looked like the zombies had pulled apart the cars the people entered to escape.
Oscar stood in front of the remainder of his home just staring at it. The zombies had punched through the walls to get in, the house was barely standing.
Finn came to stand by him, "This was one of the first places they attacked when it all started. Earlier, I didn't wanna tell you to break your hopes or something. It was on the 12pm news."
"She was seven. My niece. She was nice to me. The only one that was nice to me in this entire house. She even gave up her food multiple times for me so I'd be satisfied… her mom didn't always find out," he fell on his knees and yelled, "And I couldn't save her! I'm useless," he slapped himself, "I'm so so useless…"
"Finally, something we can both agree on," the fire guy appeared on the street with his partner at his side.
Oscar stood up angrily and got on the street with them while Finn's legs began to dance at their presence. He hopped in the car again and started the engine, "Oscar."
"Hahahah," the blue one chuckled, "His gonna raise his pants like a little girl and run away."
"Again," the red one added.
"No," Oscar responded. "You came to fight me. Now stop cracking jokes like failed comedians and come and get me."
"My pleasure," the red guys charged for him with the speed of a burning fire followed by a fire trail.
Bam! Both he and Oscar's punch clashed, but before their knuckles could touch the red guy turned into arches.
Oscar was shocked and so was Finn, even more shocked was the ice guy who gasped, almost about to pee his pants.