Zombie War




        "Come out, who ever you are." Rick was
instantly jumped by the man, taking punches to
the face. He flipped his attacker off of him,
and started kicking him. "You want some of me?
You got it!"
        Katie turned her head, looking at the
horrid sight. Rick and the man were fighting,
with his daughter shadowed in the background.
Pushing the thought from her head, she resumed
shooting at the zombies.
        Rick had picked up a bat and began
hammering at the man, but the hacker was too
strong, and quickly disarmed him. With a mighty
swing, he nailed Rick in the groin, doubling the
costumed alt regular over. He hopped on top of Rick,
choking him out with the bat. "I don't give a damn
if i'm dead, but you're gonna die too." He eased on
the bat, but kept the pressure on Rick's shoulder's,
keeping him down. Zombies began to crowd around the
two, just as the hacker got Rick in a death hug.
Teeth began to dig into the hacker's back as chunks
of him were ripped off.
        The regulars turned and watched in shock
as the hacker committed his suicide. "Now..." The
hacker said, blood welling, "You nex.." The pain
began to intensify to him, and he gritted his teeth.
A zombie hit bone, and the hacker's pain blinded him
to the point of shock. The man died with a wet gurgle,
as the zombies began to try to get a Rick. "Guys!"
Rick screamed. "Get to the damn truck!"
        Katie led the charge, blowing away zombies
left and right. She pulled the hacker's body off
of Rick, and helped him up. Rick ran to the body
on the truck and untied it. Teri stood up, and began
to walk to him, wordless.  She entered the light and
Rick's heart broke. Teri's face was a mass of
torn flesh and bone, not even looking like the
lovely young woman.
        Rick put a gun to her face. Looking deep
into her eyes, she seemed to be pleading for release.
"I cant" he sobbed, just as a blast took Teri down.
She had grabbed Rick's arm and was about to take a
bite of him when Teri went down. He looked around
to see the shooter. Donna was in a sharpshooter's
stance, gun still at ready. "Let's go!"
        They jumped into the four by four and
slammed the doors..

    
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