8-ball & Tennis Ball

It was a few days after 8-ball went to attack Gaty and Saw, and it was pretty quiet. After the sphere was charged up 8-ball teleported to where Gaty went and hasn't returned since. Tennis Ball was slightly worried. He felt like he wasn't doing anything, and was just sitting around, waiting for this competition to be over. He stopped trying to research Evil Leafy after 8-ball left since that only led to more roadblocks than answers. He just didn't get it.

What in Goiky is causing this? Causing objects to go crazy, to go insane. Grassy went insane. Was it a classic case of zombies? A virus? If only Golf Ball was here, she'd know what to do. He thought of her fondly, more fondly than most do. She was smart and resourceful; she'd know what was going on in an instant. Unlike him. He could never rival Golf Ball, only assist her.

Stop thinking about Golf Ball! Focus on 8-ball. He's all you have left.

8-ball.

His only friend in this now.

He rushed to the machine. Typing in black and white plastic, he quickly found his location. And he wished he didn't.

He was dead.

In pieces.

Gone.

How.

He was fine 10 minutes ago.

What happened? Was it an infected? Did another team find him? No, not 8-ball. How did this happen? Why didn't he check earlier? He felt numb as thoughts whirled through his mind. Guilt weighed him down as he fell to his knees, staying there as silence surrounded him. He didn't hear the steps behind him as a small flame walked closer to him. The flame jumped onto him, hanging onto his leg as Tennis Ball stood to run. He looked down at his leg to see Firey Jr. clinging on, biting him as he stood still in shock.

"What-Firey Jr? -" He froze. Something was moving through his body from the bite. He felt memories crash through him as they screamed in his head. He collapsed again and Firey Jr. jumped off, watching as his fellow contestant turned bright red.

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Team: Ice Cube!

Barf Bag screamed. Donut had tackled her down and was trying to say something. It was too distorted for her to listen, and she grabbed his hands, trying to stop him from biting her. She knew what was happening to him. The same thing that happened to Gelatin and Bracelety. She saw now how almost his entire body was bright red.

How did this happen? She looked around the room for something. Nothing around her could help fight him, not without killing him. She stared back at Donut, who was growling and scratching her arms now. His eyes were wide, and she saw veins in his eyes that were almost popping out. It was just like them. He was turning into Evil Leafy, like the rest of them. She gritted her teeth and pushed against him, but to no avail.

She knew that he overpowered her, and she couldn't get out unless she killed him. Can I kill him? She couldn't imagine killing Donut, she wouldn't. But how do I get out of this then? She looked at the door. Bomby and Naily!

"Bomby! Naily! Help!" She yelled as loud as she could. Donut growled and pushed harder, she saw vomit trickle down where Donut gripped her skin. Please, get here soon! Pain coursed through her body as he dug in harder. A memory flashed through her brain. Back in BFB. She winced at the memory; it was a bad time for her team. Other memories flooded her thoughts, all similar in feeling to the first. She felt tears come to her eyes while Donut scraped her arms more with his hands. She heard a voice before she blacked out, closing her eyes as Bomby opened the door, horrified at what was happening.

"Barf Bag?!" Bomby rushed over to her, pushing Donut off. He shook her body as vomit spilled to the floor. Her brown body was slowly turning bright red, and his eyes widened. He dropped her slowly as he backed away to the door. He stared at Donut as he gripped the door handle. Donut wasn't moving, staring at Bomby with eyes that he had seen before. They both stared at each other, both unmoving.

Bomby gripped the door handle and ran. Shutting the door with a thud as he raced back to where Naily was. He heard pounding on the door and a rattling noise, but he didn't look back. As soon as he reached the door a whoosh sound came from behind him. Before he could turn something crashed into him, knocking him to the floor. Donut was on top of him, scratching at the bomb's body. However, due to his material, the scratches did little to nothing. Bomby jumped forward and knocked Donut into the wall, who stayed still as he fell. Bomby huffed and turn the handle to his room. He opened the door and saw Naily waiting, her eyes filled with worry and fear. She had heard what had just happened outside.

He locked the door and walked towards her, embracing Naily into a hug. She patted his leg comfortingly and they stayed like that, together in Bomby's room as Donut rose up from the spot. He turned his head to where he had seen Bomby disappear and walked towards the door. He turned the handle slowly, the door creaking as he opened it.

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New Dead/Infected Characters:

-8-Ball

-Tennis Ball

-Donut

-Barf Bag

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Sorry for being gone I kinda lost motivation for this story.