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None of them, anyone that's on TV or in a movie is a jerk and can't be trusted or dated. They're all snobs.
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setari- October 27th, 12:20
None of them, anyone that's on TV or in a movie is a jerk and can't be trusted or dated. They're all snobs.
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- setari
- October 7th, 9:32
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- setari
- April 15th, 10:16
I walked into the kitchen, stomach growling.
"What are we doing?" Shirkia was at the stove. She had changed into more casual clothes now, ones that accented her 18-year old body. "I don't think making eggs and bacon and the like is such a good idea... we should just make some cereal-"
"Tried... whatever made the people into zombies also spoiled the eggs rotten-"
"You liar, you hadn't touched those eggs for months, and neither had I or my mom or my brother," Cassie said, as she walked into the room. "Where's Aidan? Still sleeping I suppose." She walked back out and grabbed some wood. I noticed two hammers were hanging on her pants pockets. "Nails are in my pockets... I say we get to work before we eat anything."
"Wait a minute, if the eggs are spoiled..." I asked, curiously.
"I found another carton I bought last week in the fridge."Shirk said, flipping an egg over.
"Ah, I guess that's alright then."
"And, Brax is right, making eggs isn't the best thing to do during a zombie invasion Shirk. We brought tons of supplies here anyway. Speaking of supplies, did you ever empty your cargo pockets of shells, Brax? I don't think you guys did." I bent over sideways and reached into the cargo pocket on the right side of my pants. I took out two shells and put them on the table. The right pocket had no shells in it left i noticed, as I jingled my pants around."
"They must've fallen out of my pockets when I was sleeping. I move a lot in my sleep."
"We'll gather them later. Let's get to work on boarding the lower level of the house first. Shirkia...just finish the eggs and stuff, then try not to do anything else that produces a 'food' odor, alright?" Shirk nodded sadly and got plates ready out of one of the cabinets next to her on the wall. Cassie and I walked out of the kitchen and stood in the main entrance room again. "Alright, I'll take the big windows here," she said. I looked at the windows that I hadn't seen last night. They were huge. At least 7 feet tall and 5 feet wide.
"Good thing no zombies came barreling in yesterday night. Those are like leaving the door wide open."
"Yep. Meanwhile, take all the other rooms, including the kitchen. You can start anywhere you want to though." She handed me a hammer and a handful of nails. I walked into the kitchen with Shirkia, who was sitting at the table eating. She was scarfing food down like it was the end of her life!
"Jesus woman, don't over-eat! Leave some for us hungry people!"
"Excuse me for being super-hungry and being in a closet all night." She smiled with a piece of egg hanging out of her mouth. She quickly slurped it in and blushed. I shook my head to get the hair out of my eyes, as I had longer hair than most guys, turned around and started to work on the window in the kitchen. Cassie was already hammering away. We worked for two hours, her mostly on the large windows, and me on the lesser ones around the front, sides and back of the house.
--Stay Tuned--
Wheee. Aidan wakes up soon... Brax doesn't get all the girl conversations...
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- setari
- April 10th, 14:46
"The sobs were probably me," Cassie said.
Wouldn't have even thought! I thought.
"Yes well, at any rate..." Shirkia said, "We should probably get-" she was cut off from a zombie falling down the stairs to us. Cassie headshotted it before it even hit the ground. Cassie went over to the zombie and kicked it over, revealing it's face. It was already half decayed.
"My brother..." she said mournfully. She then proceeded to put on a non-emotional face and turned back to us. Brax said,
"First order of business... well, we have four people now-"
"Who said I was coming with you little shits? You guys could probably-" I raised my Walther WA at her.
"What were you saying?" I asked.
"Could probably...help me... survive?"
"That's what I thought. Alright, here's the deal, Brax and I will gather wood for building barracades for the time being, we probably won't stay here long. Cassie and Shirkia will gather food... pile them up here, since the entire house probably leads to this room sooner or later. Do we want to take shifts to try and get some sleep? It's been a busy day."
"I vote for shifts." Brax said. Cassie nodded. I was in need of some rest too... and some food.
"Alright then. Shifts it is... Shirkia, I'm going to say since you got sleep in the closet, or, assuming you got sleep since you said you waited in the closet, you will take first shift along with me," I said. "I'll gather wood first."
"Aidan..." I put a hand to his face and shoved him against a wall. He stayed and leaned against it, after gaining recompsure of himself.
"Cassie, it's your house. Where are all the blankets and the like?" She motioned for Shirkia to go get sheets and pillows, Shirkia immediately ran up the stairs at the middle of the room and down a hallway to the left-top of the stairs." Aidan immediately went off to go look for wood.
-Chapter 4:Brax-
"So..." I said. "None of us have any idea what the hell happened, and we're in an abandoned mansion with a sex-starved maid."
"I doubt she's sex starved. My father..."
"Oh. Well... when did you find out?"
"We found out when a few weeks after we hired her. My mother saw them at a neighbor's house... I hold much loathing for her with me at the moment, but I'm willing to pass that up for survival. After that, I don't know. I just hope she dies by getting mauled by zombies or something. It'd be much more enjoyable to shoot her myself, seeing as she's a..." I waited, and moved from against the wall.
"Where is your father?"
"He died. Bungie jumping accident. He was always into the extreme sport. Wherever there was one, he was usually there."
"I see. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. He was a bastard to us all anyway. He was hardly ever here."
"I'm sorry for that too. It's a horrible thing when a father ditches his family in favor of something else."
"Anyway... Shirkia's just a dirty whore."
"I see. Have an opinon on taking her with us? Aidan seemed pretty intent on it."
"Pretty intent on what?" Aidan walked into the room, carrying a large pile of wood with him. He let it clatter onto the ground. Shirkia came down the grand stairwell at that moment, and put the blankets inbetween Cassie and I. She immediately went back up the grand stairwell, to the right hallway this time, and we heard a door slam a minute later. We all stood there in silence, as if someone had duct-taped all our mouths and we would be shot if we even made a sound.
"We were talking about taking Shirkia with us."
"We'll talk about it in the morning... I hope you have spare bedrooms Cassie."
"Of course! Did you not see how big this house was!? C'mon." Aidan and I followed her, this time we didn't go up the grand stairwell, but to the left. There were immediately two bedrooms to the left and right of us in the next room.
"Pick your poison. I'll see you boys in the morning." She exited the room and proceeded up the grand stairwell. We watched her dissapear down the right hallway.
"Damn, she's hot." I said.
"Shut up, we're not going to get to-"
"Yeah, that thought occurred to me and is already gone. She could probably kick both our asses. G'night." I proceeded to the room to the left, Aidan to the room to the right.
-Day Two-
I woke with a start. I smelled eggs and bacon.
"What the fuck..." I said to myself. "Eggs and bacon? Shit, that's going to attract something." I got out of bed, and put on my shoes and grabbed my hatchet.
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- setari
- April 8th, 21:07
"...Shirkia."
"Shirkia? What the hell? Did she shirk all her work all the time?" Brax asked.
"Actually, yeah, she did! But no punishment is needed for that now, seems she already got it." Cassie said, as she turned back to Shirkia. "Shirk, could you tell me exactly what happened while you were... er... 'cleaning the closet'?"
"Well," she said as she brushed some dust off her skirt,"We were having a good time, and all of a sudden he went out. Mind you this was last night... er, yesterday night, seeing as it's almost 1:00 now. I actually didn't notice until i noticed he stopped actually making noises, like he usually does-"
"Usually? How long has this been going on? Wait, never mind. That's not important." Brax and I looked at each other and kept watching.
"Anyway, I didn't realize i was locked in the closet and so I tried to get out using all sorts of the junk you guys have in there, and nothing worked. So i just sat there and waited. I heard some scratching at the door and moaning and I yelled for help, and as you can see on the door," She walked over and flicked the light on, which turned out to be a big chandelier 10 feet above our heads, "They tried to get in but I beat them back. Then later I heard two shots and sobs go past the door, though I wasn't really awake at that point."
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- setari
- April 6th, 14:53
"Sounds like a good idea, for awhile anyway. Cassie?" I asked.
"I don't mind. Though I wonder where..." There was a rattling from the closet beside them, then:
"Hello? Is someone there?" It was Cassie's house, so Brax and I gestured to her to go open the closet. She walked over carefully, and quickly opened the door, jumped back and whipped her Eagles out on the occupant of the closet. A dead zombie fell out, naked nonetheless, and a maid walked out of the closet.
"Don't mind the body... what the hell happened to you guys?" the maid asked. We probably looked really sweaty, even though it was a cool night, and we were all grimy and dirty from the past day. I nudged Brax and whispered,
"What time is it?" He whispered back,
"Around 12:30," he said after he glanced at his watch and back to the ensuing conversation between Cassandra and her maid. Cassie looked like she was going to explode, the maid was shaking in her heels.
"...and just what the hell is... well, now...that doing in the closet with you? Never mind we'll talk later, when we don't have to board up the house. I'd like you to meet Brax," she waved a hand at Brax, Brax waved at the maid,"and Aidan." I nodded to the maid. "Guys, this is..."
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- setari
- March 25th, 18:03
"Holy shit. Brax, what the hell? You could have-"
"Cleaved her too? But I didn't." He grinned and helped Cassie up while I stood there amazed at his brutality, mouth agape. I quickly shut my mouth and said,
"Let's continue on." Cassie and Brax moved into the house, while i went in and shut the front door and locked it. Not likely zombies would learn how to use a doorknob, but you never know.
"Alright, it doesn't look like it's been sacked by raiders. Let's find a bag or two for each of us to carry." Cassie said.
"Why don't we just stay here?" Brax asked. "Looks pretty much like a fortress to me. Aside from the fact it's kinda old."
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- setari
- March 13th, 21:41
We didn't stop at the mall because we thought it foolish to go in there at night. I suggested we check out Cassie's place first, for food. And quite possibly ammo.
"Well, where's your h-" I was going to ask.
"This way." She started running down the side street silently. Brax and I looked at each other, then started running with her, if more jangly because of our pockets full of shells. We had lost a considerable amount, and someone who was really looking could probably follow them straight to us. But I doubted anyone would do that, they'd be too busy collecting the shells, or just plain running and hiding already. "Almost there. See that big mansion?"
"Ho-ly shit. You lived in that? With just three people?" Brax asked. I was stunned too, but didn't say anything, except:
"Let's just get inside. Be careful of stray zombies that have gotten in." I said. Cassie entered first.
"Never though- shit!" A zombie attacked her from the side, knocking her down. Brax was immediately on the poor sucker. I kind of pitied the thing. He cleaved it's head straight off.
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- setari
- March 11th, 11:02
"AHHH!" They all screamed. Brax quickly flipped off the light switch, and they all ran out of the room.
"What the hell?! How did we not hear those guys!?" Brax asked.
"No idea, but let's not do that again," I said. "That was freaky."
"Let's get out of here before that door breaks." Aidan said. We all walked out of the store, Aidan in front, me in the middle, and Brax covering the rear.
-Chapter 3: Aidan-
I exited the store first, the other two following behind me.
"Brax, what time is it?" I asked.
"9:15."
"Great... We have no flashlights, but we have food, and we're in the dark. And there's zombies and who knows what else everywhere. I hope the zombie... virus or whatever it is didn't morph anything else into something bigger." I said. I was quaking in my boots, but I tried not to show it. I don't think they noticed, it was too dark.
"Hah, stop thinking like a video game." Brax commented. "I think we should move." He slung his AK-103 over his shoulder and looked around for the hatchet he had. I gestured at his back, he nodded his thanks and took the hatchet off his back. I thought, Brax is such a doof.
"When'd you get the sling for the hatchet?" Cassie asked as we walked along.
"I attached it real quick while we were in the back office, I found it back there." Brax said.
"Huh... whatever." Cassie said. I asked Brax for the time again.
"Dude, it's only been two minutes. Relax." He said, annoyed.
"We've got a long way to go before we get to my place. I'm a few miles down the road." Cassie said. She kept a sharp lookout, I noticed. We continued walking down the main road for some time. We passed more abandoned mini-marts and rummaged through them, every so often finding a misplaced bag of chips or some cans of fruit. I just took them and put them in the bag and kept going.
"So how are we going to cook the veggies and stuff?" Brax asked. I wondered how close we were to Cassie's house.
"Bah, you're too pampered. Just eat them out of the can. They're already cooked. We could start a small fire in my house though if you really-" She stopped, which made Brax bump into her, which made her bump into me, and we all fell. "Quiet!" She hissed. "I heard something. In the bushes to the right." There were a lot of bushes, I noticed. I hadn't even really been looking. I was wondering what could cause such destruction on a massive scale so quickly. It wasn't really destruction though since everything was mostly intact, but just... abandoned. It seemed like the whole town was one big ghost town. And that was a BIG ghost town. We situated ourselves, just as the thing jumped out of the bushes. Brax had his ax at the ready, and got the cleaver stuck in the head of whatever it was. Brax let go of the hatchet as it fell to the ground.
"Great. Zombie packs of dogs. Wonder why we haven't heard any barking." Cassie said.
"Maybe they don't bark so they can actually get meals, unlike zombies who moan and groan all the time." Brax said. I agreed. Brax tried to get the hatchet out of the dog's head. It made a loud sucking sound as he took it out.
"Eeew." Cassie said. Brain juice was dripping off of the ax, along with chunks of brain sliding off of the hatchet. He wiped it on the grass next to them on the curb.
"Yep, i bet things would be a lot worse if all we heard was scraping from zombies, we'd probably be dead right now."
"Hell I know I would be. I hear scraping all the time at my place, that wouldn't have been any different." Brax said. We continued moving through the town, passing more abandoned stores and we finally came to the mall.
"...Well. Do we want to go in there? We could try staying in there for the night. I'd say it's about 11:20 at the moment. What time is it Brax?"I said.
"Spot on, about. 11:25." Brax said.
"We're almost there, I think. Just a few blocks more." Cassie said.
We walked for a few more blocks with Cassie leading, and we turned down a side street into an almost pitch black street. We heard lots of moaning from this particular street too.
--Stay Tuned--
Because no zombie story is complete without a mall.
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- March 10th, 21:26
By actually doing the work.... Unlike most lazy people in the US.
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- March 10th, 16:30
Brax and Aidan walked calmly out of the back room.
"Well that was a dud." Brax said. I assumed he wanted a few more zombies to chop, or something anyway. I turned to look outside and there was a lone zombie just walking. I readied my Eagles, and aimed, but Aidan said to not shoot.
"Why? It's just a zombie, there's only one."
"The trouble with that is there could be more close by, that one could have just wandered-" Brax hopped over the counter and took off after the zombie, brushing past me and whooshing the door open. He immediately proceeded to hack it to bits. He came back, opened the door, and hopped behind the counter again. Aidan found a few cans of food behind there. From what I could tell, beans and fruit and a couple cans of vegetables. Peas and tomatoes. He found one of those non-disposable linen shopping bags, and started putting the cans into it. "We're going to need our strength for the days to come." Brax nodded. I turned to look outside again, and heard a lot of moaning.
"Methinks we need to hide again!" I hissed at them. We all scrambled for the back room, trying to make no sound. We ended up hitting a couple empty cans, but the little horde of zombies was too far away to hear. Aidan made it to the back room, and then quickly ran out to grab the linen bag full of food.
"We noticed a back door. Should we see where it leads?" Aidan said, gesturing to the door.
"Woulda' been nice to mention that earlier." I said.
"He's forgetful like that. Or just being a dick." Brax said, as he flipped the porchlight switch on. They looked through the window, and saw many zombies pushing at the door. They all jumped as soon as they saw them.
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- setari
- March 9th, 13:23
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Yes Jezl, i'm using my chapter Idea.
Chapter 2- Cassie
As Brax ripped the final board off with Aidan's help and we hopped the fence, I noticed it was getting darker by the minute. "Guys? It's getting pretty dark... and," as my stomach rumbled loudly, "I'm fucking hungry." We hopped a fence to the right of us and continued walking through the neighborhood until we came to the main road. We didn't dare go into any houses, we didn't think we were far enough from the raiders yet. Once we hit the main road we all stopped and sat down. We had been walking for quite a furious pace for the last 4 or 5 hours.
"Brax, what time is it?" Aidan asked, after a few minutes of catching our breath and silence.
"9:01." He said.
"Right, then we'll need some food... I'm hungry, Cassie's hungry," I was holding my stomach, "and I'm sure you're pretty hungry Brax."
"Indeed I am. Let's check out the mini-mart over here." He motioned to a tiny convienience store across the street. We all walked over there. Aidan entered first, followed by me, covered by Brax. I stayed by the door to watch for any raiders, survivors or zombies, while Brax and Aidan went to go check out the back room. I heard two muffled gunshots, and a thud.
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- The Coming
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- setari
- March 8th, 18:57
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So I'm going to post this story here on LiveJournals because I want some reviews on it, and hopefully people will see it... and go to my main site, www.setari.ucoz.org. I will probably be updating The Coming here rather than my main site. (www.setari.ucoz.org)
Chapter 1-Them
There was moaning outside his door.
"Who... WHO's THERE?" he yelled, as he got up, and pulled a
shirt on over his head, and slipped some jeans on. The moaning
continued, and banging on his door started up. He took boxes out of his
closet with his things in them, and stacked them against the door.
"Damn, who the hell is moaning?" He pounded on the door. "Shut up
already!" He looked outside his window in his room. Everything seemed
normal outside. It was around 7:30 AM, as he glanced at his clock on
top of his TV. The moaning continued. His cell phone rang, thus adding
to the noise. He picked the phone up and answered it. "Hel-"
"Brax! Is that you?" Brax could tell by the sound of the kid's voice, who he was.
"Aidan! What the hell is going on?" Brax said.
"If you can get to my house, we'll set up a fortress and wait this out."
"What? Wait what out?!" The phone had already hung up. The
moaning and pounding on his door was getting louder every minute. Brax
sighed. His phone rang again.
"Aidan! What-"
"You'll need a cleaving weapon, by the way. Or something
blunt that you can bash heads with." He hung up again before Brax
uttered a sound. Brax had some ideas on what the moaning was, but it
could never happen. An arm burst through his bedroom door, though it
stopped moving. Brax went to inspect the arm.
"No..." black, already coagulating blood was seeping through
a wound in the arm. "No way." Brax ran to his window, opened it, and
punched out the screen. He fell out of his window onto the ground.
"Fucking A, no way..." he repeated to himself as he fumbled
with the lock on his shed. He had a couple shovels in his shed he could
use as a weapon. He searched his pockets, then realized he left his
shed key on the table. Inside the house. He thought of possibilities.
He could just go in there and grab the key, and hope, that they don't
get him. He thought that was a good idea, so he snuck around to his
back door, and quietly opened it. He was thankful he had put on some
oil, on the hinges of the door the day before, the thing was driving
him nuts. He tiptoed to the table, picked up the keys very gently, and
grasped them in his fist, so they wouldn't jingle. Then, he snuck back
outside, and shut the door and locked it. He was never going back in
there again. Brax ran to the shed, and fumbled with all the keys on the
ring. He found the right one, and shoved it in and turned the lock. He
looked directly to the left and saw a trenching shovel. He picked it up
and swung it a few times.
"This might prove useful." He took it, and shut the shed
door. He couldn't carry a whole bunch of clattering shovels while
driving to Aidan's house anyway. Too much work. He hopped up onto his
porch to see the devastation that was supposedly being wreaked outside
his yard. It was very quiet, he noticed, and that there were cars just
sitting on the street. He immediately thought of driving his dad's car.
Since there's no one moving on the road, it seemed like a good idea. He
hopped down, opened the gate, closed the gate(because no one wants more
of those things to get out), opened the driver's seat door, plopped
himself in, placed the shovel beside him on the passenger seat, and
shut the door. He put his seat belt on, and started the engine.
"Come on, you stupid car, start! This isn't the time or place
to be making a bunch of noise right now!" The car finally started after
five tries at starting it up. He backed out of the driveway, and
started down the road toward Aidan's house.
A mile or two down the road, not one soul was to be found.
Except for the soulless things in the cars. He weaved through the cars
standing still as statues, and eventually made it to Aidan's house.
Everything actually seemed quiet. He grabbed his shovel, got out,
opened the gate to the walkway, stepped through, and shut the gate.
With shovel in hand, he made toward his best friend's door.Before he
could knock on the door, it opened.
"Quickly, get in here!" He pulled Brax in, and shut the door.
"Aidan, are these things... what I think they are?"
Yeah. They are. Remember how in that one book, you said these
beings had blackish brown "blood", and it being kind of chunky?"
"Yeah. But I don't see how that relates to-"
"Well..." He picked up a severed arm off of his chair that was facing his TV. Brax stumbled back a step.
"It's not..."
"Bleeding? Yeah, I know. I only took this off about 15 minutes ago. Touch it."
"Touch it? Will I get... it?"
"You know you only get it if you get bitten! Just touch it." Brax touched it.
"It's still... warm."
"And warm, severed limbs should still be dripping with blood after 15 minutes, should they not?"
"Yeah, they should be, I believe, though I'm no forensic scientist."
"Exactly. And what is here? The gooey black stuff."
"So... that means that they're really..."
"Yeah. Zombies." Aidan said, but he was not quaking with fear
like Brax was. Brax felt like every beat of his heart sent a drop of
sweat out from everywhere on him.
"We... I know! Well, you know the two zombie books I have right?"
"I doubt those will be of any help to us. Come on, let's board up the windows. We'll play some stuff later."
"Al... alright." Brax was still quaking with fear, he could
barely walk. They got to work though. First they started on the front
door. they stood in front of it, pondering what they needed.
"Alright, so we need a way to have the door boarded, but have it so we can open it."
"Ooh, I know! We could put one of those boards that slides up and down?" Brax said.
"Genius!" Aidan said. So they set to work. They dismantled
Aidan's dresser, got nails out of his back room, and set to work
building it. A hour or two later, they were done.
"So... what about the windows?" Brax asked.
"Uhm... well we have leftovers from the dresser, we'll put
some on the windows then we can grab the lumber from the backyard."
"Sounds good." They used the rest of their nails they had
boarding up the kitchen window, and the big window in Aidan's living
room.
"I doubt they will be able to fit in any other windows." Aidan sighed, and sat down.
"Wait! What about your sister's window? Even we can fit through that." Brax exclaimed.
"Yes... I suppose you are right. We have to find more nails
though... I'll get the lumber from outside." Aidan said. He opened his
front door, stepped outside, and shut the door. Brax left the piece of
wood that was supposed to block the door up, because he figured he
would come back in the same way. Brax set off looking for nails in the
back room. A few minutes later, Brax had found nails like the ones they
had used before. He took the nails back into the living room and then
waited for Aidan. Aidan came hustle-bustle through the front door with
tons of wood. He quickly shut the door behind him, though quietly, and
put the wood down.
"Okay," Aidan said. "you found nails?" Brax picked them up and
shook them, and put them back down. He got up. "Alright, then let's get
to work!" They brought some wood into his sister's room, and boarded
the window up good. It was on the side of the house, but you never know
what could come in through there. So within a few hours everything else
was boarded and sealed up tight. As they both sat on the couch, Brax
had an idea.
"Let's watch some TV, huh?" Brax flipped on the TV, but kept
the volume low. As he flipped through the channels, there were only
"Please stand by" on every channel. "So... where's... everyone? Usually
your house is hustle-bustle this time of day."
"You really want to know? Alright. Well... let's just say they're out back."
"You... killed them then?" he asked. Brax was no longer quivering with fear, but he was still a bit shaky.
"Well, you don't hear it from the backyard?" Brax listened
intently to the silence, and heard nothing. He tried harder, and cupped
his ears with his hands, but still nothing. Aidan sighed. "Follow me."
Aidan got up, and Brax followed. Aidan said, "Put your ear to the
door." Brax put his ear to the door, and gasped.
"They're in the back yard? You know a zombie's moan calls to
other zombies that there are near, right?" Aidan seemed like he stopped
breathing for a moment. They both stood there looking at each other,
but Aidan had a horrified look on his face.
"You don't think... there are more outside already, do you?" he asked, warily.
"I doubt it, considering everyone was probably in a car or
something when the wave or whatever it was that made people these...
things, hit." They walked back to the living room, when they heard the
chains rattling outside. Both of them said nothing. After a few
moments, they both heard a knock at the door.
"Can zombies knock?" Brax asked.
"Um... I... don't know. Maybe it was a zombie's head." The
knock came again, louder this time. They both sat in their chairs,
their knuckles white with fear, while gripping the arms of the chairs.
Finally, Brax worked up the courage to shout.
"Who's there?!" There was no apparent moaning from the door,
but he could definitely hear Aidan's family out back, groaning around
and hitting his fence and tripping over things, regular zombie stuff,
now that he knew they were there. The pounding came louder on the door
this time. Brax gripped at his courage.
"I'll get it." he said, shakily. He walked over to the door
and opened it. There was no one there except for a box. It was pretty
big.
"Is that a... box?" Aidan asked.
"No, it's a mango. Yeah it's a box, help me with it. This
thing is heavy!" Aidan came over and helped him with the box. They
hauled it inside and shut the door quickly. They couldn't take any
chances. They opened the box which was about 4 feet tall, and around 4
feet wide.
"Holy..." Brax exhaled.
"These could last us awhile."
"Yeah they could." It was a cache of guns. About 5-10 guns
were visible in the top of the box. Brax had stopped trying to shake it
awhile ago, and picked up one of the guns in the box. He hefted it
around in his hands.
"Be careful not to shoot it off... find the safety!"
"I'm looking, I'm looking! Ah." He found the safety switch on
the gun, and flipped it. He put the gun down back into the box, where
the mold was for it.
"Well, I figure we should put this somewhere quickly-" Aidan got cut off by Brax.
"Dude, we've gotta get up on the roof and snipe some zombies!"
Aidan paused, then a gleeful smile ran over his face, but then
dissapeared.
"Uhm... I doubt there's a sniper, much less two, in this box." The gleam in Brax's eye faded.
"Well... let's take everything out, carefully, and see what
the fuck is in the box eh?" Brax said. Aidan heartily agreed, and they
took out many guns, more than they had thought was in there. It turned
out the box was actually divided into layers. As they sifted through,
the top layer was pistols and submachine guns (mostly of the uzi kind),
and below that was probably the meat of the box, assault rifles. Below
those were submachine guns that were too big to fit on the upper level,
and below those, shotguns. Aidan hefted one out of the box, looking
happily at it, then put it back onto the ground. The level after that
was, actually, one sniper. A Walther WA2000.
"Ho-ly crap.
These things can shoot a target from 1000 yards, at least, away. "
Aidan said. Brax thought he looked like he was going to drool all over
the thing, so he said to give it to him. He moved it from hand to hand.
"Doesn't look like much. Looks kinda weak to me." Aidan stared at him in disbelief. "What?"
"We're going to the roof."
"Wait! There's still one more level..." He lifted the
separator, and there was accessories for all of the guns. Scopes,
silencers, and more magazines, actually, many magazines. They took all
of it out carefully, even though it looked like it was standard
military stuff and could take a beating.
"Alrighty then, grab a scope and gun and... yeah, a silencer,
and follow me." Aidan said, happily. Brax grabbed an assault rifle, an
AK-103. Luckily for him, it already had a scope on it, and he grabbed a
silencer and put it on. Then he ran to catch up with Aidan, who was
exiting the house.
"Y'know, I wonder why we weren't affected by the shockwave
or... whatever it was that affected... pretty much everyone. I figure
the people, or person, whoever it was that dropped off the guns was, or
were, still human."
"Leave it to the government man..."Aidan said.
Hah! The government? The goverment probably did this just to 'test' how it would work on humans! And, lo and behold, it does!""Still doesn't mean they didn't do it. They could have."
"Yeah well..." Brax trailed off. "We probably won't find out anyway." Aidan got a ladder and propped it against the house.
"Alright, here's what we're gonna do. You head up there, I'm going to get a couple lawn chairs-"
"You sure the roof can handle that?" Brax asked, warily. "I don't wanna fall through the roof."
"Yep. I'll go get the lawn chairs. Head on up." Brax went up the ladder. He hated heights, though Aidan's house was small, so he could easily tumble off the roof and live. But he wasn't that clumsy. He head Aidan rummaging around inside the house, most likely with both chairs. He held the AK-103 up to shoulder level, and peeked through the scope. A few zombies wandering around at the top of the street... he aimed and shot. Miss. He shot again. Miss. Again. Miss. Finally he took a deep breath, aimed, and got the zombie through the eye. It toppled over, dead. He did a small victory dance while Aidan was coming up with both lawn chairs.
"What'd you do?"
"Shot a zombie through the eye, haha!" Brax was still dancing. Aidan put the chairs down on the roof, and sat in one of the chairs. Aidan sat in another. "I think we should get your family, so they don't attract any more zombies."
"But they haven't attracted any!"
"Well, They will once they all start moving... plus they are all in one area... in a cage! That doesn't help at all."
"I guess." Brax turned around and opened up on the zombies in the cage. Bullets riddled their bodies, but they didn't die. Aidan held his gun up to his eye, where he could see through the scope, and sniped all four immediately.
"Well, now that that's over with, let's go kill some zombies." Aidan stared at their bodies in the backyard. Brax jumped off the low side of Aidan's roof while Aidan sat down. "Where's your hatchet?" Aidan pointed toward the backyard.
"It's in the nub of a tree in the backyard." Brax quickly ran and got it, ran back outside the gate, making sure to close it, and started running up the street. Aidan didn't think this was the best idea for him, so he quickly yelled at him to stop before he got to the peak of the hill.
"What? Ok, fine." Brax stood there waiting while Aidan jumped off of the roof and ran toward him, gun at the ready.
"Okay, let's get this overwith. I feel like we're killing people."
"Whaaat?" Brax said. "These aren't people anymore... they're ZOMBIES. It's okay to kill 'em, or else they'd eat us... and we both know they'll do it without hesitation."
"Yeah, you're right. Let's go." The peaked the hill and they saw someone else down the road a ways shooting zombies. Aidan tapped Brax on the shoulder. "Dude, look! We should probably go help." Brax nodded and they both ran down the street. Aidan started shooting as soon as he was in range. Very shortly Brax started slicing with Aidan's hatchet. In a few short moments they were all dead. Brax and Aidan both noticed the person was a girl. The girl was sitting against a car tire, breathing heavily. She looked up at them. The first thing they both noticed were her green eyes.
"Thanks. If you guys hadn't have seen me... well I'd probably be dead! Hah!" She flipped her two Desert Eagles in her fingers and put them back in the holsters on her hips. She was wearing very short blue jean shorts, a tight fitting black t-shirt that showed off her breasts, which was drenched with sweat, as they both saw as she got up. Her face was moderately shiny with sweat, some of her brunette hair plastered to her face. They both noticed her vibrantly colored red high-tops too. She looked to be about 17. Brax put the head of the hatchet on the ground and leaned forward on the handle.
"How long were you fighting that horde?" Aidan asked. He looked around and saw many more bodies than the 20 they just mowed down. One started moving toward Brax, as Brax had sliced it in half. Aidan shot it once in the head, when he did that Brax jumped about a foot in the air. "Sorry."
"Tell me before you shoot my feet next time. Anyhoo... what's your name?" Brax asked the girl.
"Cassandra, but friends call me Cassie."
"Cool. Pretty name. So... you seem the adventuring type as suggested by your... garb. Do you have any idea what caused this?" Brax asked, still leaning on the handle of the hatchet.
"Nope. Woke up this morning with my brother trying to eat my face. Luckily I had these babies under my pillow, shot him, along with my mom."
"Damn. Badass. You didn't even hesitate?" Aidan asked."Nope...When you're trying to preserve your own life, I don't think you hesitate. Especially when you can smell rotting flesh, then you know something's wrong, heh!" She laughed and pulled out her left Eagle. "What say you to a little expedition? I'm getting low on supplies in my house.""Well, we have plenty of food where we were." Brax said. "Aidan's house, actually. I came over after escaping my own house and driving our van over to his place.""Cool, I haven't eaten in actually like three days. Can I munch on something?" she asked. "And.. you have a working car? Er, van?""Yeah sure, we're just up the road here." Aidan said."And, yes, the van works, if not shoddily. I don't know how much gas is in it though." They started walking, Cassandra put her left Eagle back into the holster and Brax picked up the hatchet and started walking with Aidan, Cassie trailing behind. They soon got to the house, but the door was open. It was about noon. The door was... open. The screen door was closed though."Uhm... Did you leave the door open?" Aidan asked Brax."..." He paused. "No. I don't believe so at least. No! 'Cause we came out the back!""Yeah, but you went through the house for the hatchet, remem-" He paused. Something was rumbling, and it sounded mean."Cassie, please tell me you know what the hell that is?" Aidan asked."I suggest we go inside. Although it sounds like a...truck? A semi?""Could be a bunch of looters in a tricked out car..." Brax said, warily. It was coming up the street now."Inside, quickly!" Aidan said. He hopped the fence as Cassie and Brax did, and he held the door open for them, ran inside, quickly shut both doors. He hoped they hadn't come by and seen it open already. If they had, he hoped they wouldn't notice. Brax was thinking the same thing. Aidan saw Brax peek out the window. The rumbling was getting closer."Brax! Down!" Cassie said. They were both laying on the floor. Brax immediately laid down adjacent to the cupboard that was near the window. They heard music playing along with people yelling passing by. Then they heard screeching very loudly. "Yup, semi." Cassie whispered."Why'd they sto-" Brax got interrupted by a brick through the window. They all looked at the brick, but said nothing."We need to move, now. I didn't think gangs of people like that would be around so soon." Aidan gripped his sniper, while Brax picked up his AK. They all quickly moved to the back of the house."Wait! The weapons!" Brax exclaimed."What?" Cassie asked. "We've gotta go Brax!""I'll go with him. If things get bad, get yourself outta' here." Aidan said. Brax and Aidan sprinted back to the living room, and dumped out the box that held the weapons and ammo. Aidan began stuffing piles of ammo into his pockets, while Brax kept his AK trained on the door. Bullets were being shot through it, the carelessness that the raiders had. They would soon be out of ammo if that kept up. One of the raiders peeped in through a spread of bulletholes."Well, what have we here?" Brax sprayed bullets at the door, immediately killing the raider. More bullets shot at the door, most hitting the door hinges. The door was about to come off."Quickly, stuff shells into my cargo pockets!" Brax kept the AK trained efficently at the door. His cargo pockets were almost full, though it seemed like Aidan was putting the ammo shell by shell into his damned pockets."Alright, you're fu-" The door busted down and Aidan quickly shot with his sniper, shooting three raiders through the head with a hip-shot. Brax was a bit stunned by that crackshot, but he continued firing amongst the raider crowd. Aidan knew what Brax wanted to do, and he wanted to do: Get the fuck out. Aidan got up and walked to the back of the house with Brax covering his back, firing controlled bursts at the raiders.
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"Shit, shit shit, what do-" They both heard Cassie's Eagles firing. Aidan looked back at Cassie, who was shooting at the door in the back room.
"Guys... help?" Cassie whimpered, but stayed focused on shooting zombies. She was a particularly good shot, Aidan noticed, Brax was still shooting at the raiders, who were now taking cover on the sides of the doorway and shooting. Brax was being particularly brave, most likely because he was holding a gun. They both backed up to the back room, and motioned for Cassie to come forward. She still fired at the door which was almost totally broken off by zombie force, and they went through to an even farther back room and shut the door. They all figured the raiders were having a ball with the cache of weapons, and they'd soon have their hands full with a zombie swarm. They heard the door crack loudly and slam onto the ground.
"We need to get out of here..." Brax started ripping the boards from the door off, while they all heard guns firing and screaming in the living room of the house. Brax and Aidan's Pockets were still full of bullets, to the brim.
"Let me help." Aidan assisted Brax in tearing off the last board, and opened the door. They went outside, and had Cassie hop the fence on the left of them first.
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