Chapter 01: Reawakening.

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15 years later, Wes woke up from the table he was laying on, and noticed that the church that he died in was completely demolished. Wes decided to get off the table, but to his surprise, the limbs that had damaged suddenly regained strength.

"Finally awake," Wes said. "But what happened to the church I was in? More importantly, what happened to the grass around it? I need to get answers." Knowing that the church door was no longer in front of him, Wes walked out the door with the strength in his legs, but is unaware that he's being watched by someone wearing a white cloak. (It's not God, I'll reveal who it is next time I right about this.)

Wes ran home by walking through the shopping plaza, and suddenly looked at himself through a mirror from one of the mirror stores. Wes found that skin was removed from his left arm, his right leg, and where left eye was. Wes's hair also changed from brown to white basically due to how long he's been in the rubble of the church, he realized he became a zombie.

"That bastard club," Wes said. "They did this to me. I look like something from the Walking Dead. When I get my hands on one of them, they'll die the same way I did. That is, if I can figure out what year this is, and who I can get to help me. I better start heading home." Wes headed over towards a newspaper stand that was labeled "Free Newspapers", and picked one up. Upon looking, Wes looked at the date, saying it was Tuesday August 1st 2034. (Yep, that's another tie end to Teen Freak Team.)

"I've been in that church for fifteen years," Wes said. "What the f***. That means all of my classmates have graduated high school, and college, and moved on without me. I'm not even sure if any school will except me because of how I look. I better head home, and ask for help from Uncle Nathan." Wes placed the newspaper back on the stand, and left the shopping plaza to head home. However, once Wes arrived at his uncle's house, he saw that it was in ruins like the church he died in. "They destroyed my uncle's house," Wes said. "Everything that was here, now gone, and burned to a bunch of rubble. I need to get my life back somehow." "Jesus, you are hopeless," someone said. "Who's said that?" Wes asked.

"Calm yourself, skull face," the voice said. "Just follow the sound of my voice, and I'll explain everything." Wes looked around, and then noticed a man wearing a black mask with a red angry face on it, and steel claws in between his fingers sitting on the couch. "Who the f*** are you?" Wes asked. "Easy grudge boy," the man said. "Just call me Rage. Now come sit down with me, and I might be able to explain everything to you." Wes took the masked man's advice, and sat down on the burnt couch from the rubble. Once he sat down, Wes tried to find the remote, and he found that it was broken, and destroyed.

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