"Jackaboy-Man can handle himself." Schneep assured himself as he set off to find Robbie, unsure of where to even begin his search in the large foreign city.

"If I vas a zombie, vhere vould I go?" Schneep wondered aloud as he looked around, the bright morning sun illuminating his surroundings.

He strolled down the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, trying to look casual as his lab coat fluttered behind him in the light breeze.

He was dismayed to see no sign of the purple haired zombie, everything appearing normal around him.

Until he felt a gun pressed to the back of his head.

"In the alley." A low voice demanded as he shoved Schneep into the trash filled alley, enveloping him in darkness.

"Vhat do you vant?" Schneep growled softly as the figure pressed the cold metal hard against Schneep's skull.

"Ah, a German doctor. You've gotta be loaded then." The male observed greedily.

"I don't have anything." Schneep told him sternly, pulling his pockets inside out to prove his point.

"C'mon, I know you're hiding something from me." The person huffed impatiently, removing the safety with an audible click.

"Zhere is no cash on me." Schneep assured him, his heart pounding heavily in his ears and beads of sweat gathering on his forehead.

"Well I guess you're outta luck then Doc, cause I can't have you snitching." The man stated cooly as he cocked the weapon.

A gunshot rang out in the confined area before Schneep's body fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

Yet he wasn't dead much to his own surprise and the blood was not his.

It was his attacker's.

He looked up to see Robbie attacking Schneep's attacker, muffling his cries as he started to eat him alive.

"Robbie no!" Schneep cried as he struggled to pry Robbie off of the man, not wanting him dead.

Robbie snarled back viscously as he glared at Schneep, his teeth stained with blood as he dropped the man's unconscious body and advanced towards the doctor.

"Robbie." Schneep whispered in shock as he cautiously retreated back, simultaneously reaching for the gun left abandoned on the ground.

Robbie noticed what he was doing and charged towards Schneep, his once gentle blue eyes wild with the primal intent to kill.

"I'm sorry Robbie." Schneep apologized as he raised the gun so it was level with Robbie's chest, not wanting to kill him.

Schneep was able to fire off a shot into Robbie's stomach before the zombie tackled Schneep onto the ground and bit him hard enough in the shoulder to draw blood.

Schneep cried out in pain as he released the weapon, desperately lashing out at his former friend as he held a hand over his steadily bleeding wound.

Robbie abruptly froze when he saw the terror in Schneep's eyes, the blood soaking through his coat, the bullet hole in his chest that oozed some kind of gross liquid, and the other man lying unconscious nearby.

He realized what he had done.

But it was too late.

"Robbie...Robbie monster, Robbie bad to friends." The zombie muttered as he looked down at his hands coated in dried blood, tears rapidly gathering in his eyes.

"Robbie..." Schneep breathed out feebly, the world spinning around him as black dots peppered his vision.

Before Schneep could stop him, the zombie ran away once more to hide from his crimes, shame and guilt burning in his heart as he thought of the damage he had caused by trying to help.

Schneep managed to stagger to his feet and lift the man up and throw him over his shoulder despite the pain, trudging to the closest hospital to save the stranger's life.

"Sir, you need medical attention." One of the doctors told him as he brought the injured man inside.

"I'm okay, I'm a doctor...I-I know what's best." Schneep stammered out as he left, preferring to be home to check on Jackaboy-Man instead of being separated.

Schneep fell to his knees once he staggered inside, his stomach churning violently as he removed his lab coat to inspect the wound.

While it wasn't too deep, he was losing a lot of blood quickly, and he had no idea if he could become a zombie as well.

Schneep shook away his concerns as he glanced over at the couch, his face instantly paling in alarm.

"Vhere is Jackaboy-Man?"