7teen Unsold Pilot: The Zombites

Author’s Notes:

Keep in mind; this was made long before 6teen ever even had a season 3. So, to the devil with all the canon stuff, I’m not going back and changing everything I’ve made just for one technicality (Not much)

CHAPTER ONE

Jude’s ex-girlfriend, Starr, now known as Nebula, was out with her new Goth friends; Morgana, Marylin and Axe were really riding it fast on the road that night in their new red Ferrari Marylin had just got.

They were driving along an open, lonely road outside of Edmonton, near the desert lands.

“Wow, this is totally living it up.” said Nebula as the wind swished past her dark hair. Sadly, she really wished Jude could be with her, even though she broke up with him, she was beginning to miss him a lot, but she knew it was for the best. She wanted to go her own way, meet new people, and try new things, even if it meant dumping the one guy she was ever into.

There was only one problem though. Jude said they could still be friends, though he would always call her Starr, but she and her friends hadn't seen him anywhere at the mall for days. He gotten back his job back as manager of Stick-it, but hadn't been seen for a while. Even Jude's other friends hadn't seen him. They tried calling his cell-phone but he wasn't answering. Even his folks reported that their son was missing and hadn't come home for days, not even bothering to tell them a thing.

The only person who had any information of what happened before he vanished was Caitlin. She said that even though Jude accepted the breakup, he took it a little hard.

He was still there the next morning moping over the fact that he was single again, and maybe for good, and when they went to check on him, he was gone.

“Nebula, are you okay?” asked Morgana.

Nebula snapped out of her trance. “Sorry, was receiving a message from the dark spirits.” She lied on that one, but her friends knew what was really troubling her.

They saw her and Jude together before she became Nebula, back when she was Star. She and Jude were like, the Perfect of the Perfect couples! They knew she was missing Jude a bit. They even though it was kind of sweet that Jude tried to fit in as a Goth, and become Judas just to impress her. It didn’t work out, but it was still sweet he was trying.

Even though they were Goths, they still hadn't forgotten of what it's like to be in love. Even dark spirits needed compassion and relations.

Still, it was Nebula's decision to breakup, and they really didn't want to interfere, even if it looked like she wanted to reconsider, and take Jude back. Still, Nebula never would forget him.

…

Meanwhile, at the mall, it was getting around closing time, and the gang was all at the lemon, talking about their day.

“Ugh, I've had enough of those clones.” Nikki complained as she banged her head on the table. “I'm just glad to be out of the Khaki-barn.”

“You have it easy.” said Jen, “Coach put me down for two fifties, a ten minute penalty, and a pay cut just because I showed up what, two seconds late?!”

Wyatt however seemed to be the only one who had a great day. “Boss says, if I come up with another new song for the burgers, I'll get a big promotion.” he said.

“Sweet deal bro.” said Jonsey.

“Hey, Jonsey…” asked Caitlin as she closed the lemon up “Didn't you get a new job as the elevator operator?”

“Yeah, but I got fired.” replied Jonsey.

“I'm not surprised why!” snorted Nikki. She knew what happened: Jonesy worked the elevator, but secretly wanted the job just to score chicks. So he only pretended there was no more room for guys in the lift, and while no one was looking, he got the lift stuck just so he could hang out with the hot chicks some more.

“Hey, if they didn't want a piece of the Jonsmeister, they should've taken the stairs.” said Jonsey.

Jen just sighed, “If we had an elevator at home, you so wouldn't be allowed to use it.”

The others just sighed as if they could smell another step-sibling rivalry battle. Still, what they all were really concerned about was Jude. He hadn't quite been himself since Starr, or broke up with him.

This was something that even Jonsey understood. Jude really was into Starr, even though she preferred to be called Nebula, she would always be Starr to them too, but ever since the break up, he hadn't spoken a word or took notice of anyone, or even taken off his Goth makeup.

Where was he?

…

Meanwhile, Nebula and The Goths were nearing the city boundaries. “Nebula, if we see Jude there, you may do as you wish with him.” said Marylin “We will tell the dark side to spare your soul.”

Nebula smiled a little, but she still felt uneasy about how Jude might respond to her if she approached him.

Suddenly, BOOM!! One of the back tires was blown out, or rather shot at from behind.

“Whoa… what the heck?!” said Marylin as he tried to steady the car. “What was that?!” cried Nebula. “Look!” cried Axe.

They all looked behind and saw three teens on motorcycles chasing after them, and from the looks of them, they were Goths, but not the kind of ordinary Goths. All three of them wore dark outfits, small red capes on their backs, their helmets hid their faces completely and right on their chests and on their helmets and bikes was big red “Z”

All three of them were chasing the car and hand guns in their hands, shooting at the car trying to crash it. One of the Goths approached the car from Nebula's side near her, and Nebula couldn't make out the dude's face.

The guy however was wearing a microphone inside his helmet. “Edo ev 0ei we covk, kxo ekxoh we hawxk!” he spoke in a language that none of the Goths in the car understood, but Nebula recognized something familiar about the voice which turned her blood cold.

At the dude's words the other two cyclists began to surround the car, from behind and from the other sides and trying to shove it off the road.

All right hang on tight guys.” cried Marylin as he put his foot down on the gas-pedal. Even though the car had a flat tire it seemed to be gaining speed, but the strange Goths weren't giving up.

“Uvkoh kxom! Uvkoh kxom!” shouted the leader, and the bikers took off after the car.

Morgana looked at the bikers and wondered “Who are those guys? What do they like want?” Nebula was still concerned about the biker leader's voice. It sounded just like--“No, no it can’t be!” she hoped with all her might.

Suddenly, one the bikers shot out another tire causing the car to spin madly out of control, and heading straight for a nearby gas station.

“EVERYBODY OUT!!” cried Marylin, and everyone leapt out of the car and onto the hard pavement. They weren't hurt too badly, but the car kept on going and going until it crashed into the gas station pumps and the whole thing went up like a ball of fire. It was a good thing there were no cars in the station, and the attendants were all inside the mini-store when it happened. They all dashed out when they saw and felt the explosion, and called for the police and fire department at once.

Marylin was horrified by the destruction of his car. “My baby, gone!” he cried “I saved up for a whole year for it.”

Nebula brushed the dust from her hair, and the saw the bike leader stop in front of her. He lifted up his visor exposing only his eyes, which Nebula recognized anywhere, and felt her insides churning again. “No!” she said softly but deeply as tears started to form in her eyes.

The dude stared angrily into her eyes and growled softly, and then he radioed his comrades and their base “Erzoskalo ussemfcajxot. No uho den hokihdadw ke rujo!”  Then he and the other bikers sped on down the road back to the desert area

Nebula fell to her knees, totally heart-struck. The Goths were okay, but Nebula didn't get up. She didn't even notice the bad bruise on her arm. “You okay?” asked Axe.

She couldn’t hold it in and began to cry hysterically.