Road Runner.
Detroit, Michigan.
8 days until Halloween.
1:30 P.M.
Ten minutes.
Ten minutes have gone by and not a single zombie was met. I walked past the battered church, ignoring the cross that sent shivers down my spine whenever I think about it and the world I was forced to survive in. But, even I ask myself sometimes, is there any hope? Will I ever find refugee, food, shelter, clothes, survivors? Clothes and Shelter, for now, are the two most important I have with me right now to live my days as a survivor. Food is what I am in dire need of finding, not only to feed myself, but also to feed Nino and the mane six. That brave act I pulled back there...Bullshit. Bullshit and I knew it. How the fuck am I suppose to survive this shit? I’m not physically fit, I have no medical supplies other than threads and needles upstairs in my ma’s dresser, and the only weapon I have as of now is my SwitchAxe Cleaver.
But their look on their sweet, colorful faces told me that they were too innocent for this type of conflict. Shit, the only conflict I saw between the six and their lives, is dealing with arguing, competition, self conflict which means you’re fighting with your own emotions and mind and such, family matters, and fighting with friends.
Their too small to handle this shit, and I’m possibly the only one that can handle these zombies. At least, until I find my dad, he might have some fruit and vegetables at his apartment. That is...If, he is alive.
I shudder at the thought, “No, he IS alive. Don’t talk about this kind of shit Giovanni, just get to his apartment, ask him for food, and then you’ll be on your way. Shit, he might even give you his car...-”
I stop for two reasons. One, I realized how fucking stupid I was for not remembering my family car that was parked just three houses down from my house. It was a big car, a silver-grey Suburban that went pretty far for a big truck. I looked around where I stopped walking, and realized I had walked farther than I thought.
I was in front of the local gas station that was just a street down from my fathers apartment. Across the street from the gas station, was a car repair shop, I didn’t know the name, but all I know is that it’s a car repair shop, and last time I remembered, car repair shops carried tools that can...well, fix cars. I kept that in mind, thinking it could be useful to me in the future.
Down the road, it was completely empty, saved for a few cars that were parked randomly in some areas, and as I squinted closely, I could see that a car crashed into a house. The gas station had only two cars parked near the gas pumps, one was hanging while the other was still gripped by a man’s hand. No body...just a hand. Inside the gas station, lights flickered as I looked through the broken glass doors that use to ‘barricade’ the gas station.
The second reason I stopped...Well, let’s just say I got an unfriendly welcome.
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After Giovanni left the house, the six colorful ponies each raised questions of their own after he made his statement loud and clear.
“The the hay did he mean by there are things out there less friendlier him?” Rainbow asked. She was frowning at the back door that the human walked through. She herself did not like to be cramped up in a building, house, or even any type of structure that can keep her inside. Rainbow needed to stretch out her wings, she needed to some wind in her face, just like in Ponyville. Still, she had to admit, for her size, the house was pretty big to do some laps inside of it. “I need to stretch out my wings, it’s getting too cramped up in here!”
Applejack also nodded her head, agreeing with her blue, wing feathered friend. “Ah gotta agree with Rainbow on this one. There’s somethin’ he’s not telling us, somethin’ he’s trying to hide.” Being the Element of Honesty, Applejack knew Giovanni was hiding something, something that he does not want the ponies to know about...Not now, at least. “You could see it in his eyes, the way he was tryin’ to cover up somethin’ stirred me up mighty fierce if you ask me. And ya’ll know how much I don’t approve of lying.”
Rarity flipped her mane. “I could use a bit of sunlight, these ones up here don’t seem to be helping me with my coat and all.” The Element of Generosity did not like to miss out on anything that involves fashion, even if it has to deal with another species that is not of her own. But she had to admit, if this colt was lying, then why did he not try to hurt them, even before he made the Pinkie Promise? Matter of fact, why did he not eat them? He was big enough to devour them whole, so it seemed. “Though I do wonder, Applejack, do you think he’ll be back anytime soon? I am feeling quite a little bit famished.”
“I don’t think he’s lying, Applejack.” Pinkie Pie said, trotting next to her orange friend. “If he was, I actually would have known too. He did make a Pinkie Promise, and everpony knows I don’t like it when somepony breaks one.” Pinkie had a little frown on her face, but it reverted back to her smiling, joyful face.”Besides, he’s going to bring us food! Can you believe that? He just met us and he already treats us like he’s known us for a really long time!”
Something about that made Twilight flinch. She decided to trot up to her friends, all but Fluttershy was in the circle.”That’s the thing that makes me wonder Pinkie.” She said. Noticing the raised eyebrows of her friends, she decided to explain herself. “Think about it, when we first met Giovanni, we were afraid of him. I bet some of us still are, right?”
Both Rainbow and Applejack hated it when being proved wrong. Giovanni was a lot bigger, taller and possibly even stronger than they are. But they both kept this thought to themselves, not wanting to seem that they were not afraid of the giant, light brown skinned human.
“It’s OK, I’m scared too.” Twilight said, trying to comfort her friends as she saw them put a small scowl on their faces. “But like I was saying, when were were scared when we first met him, how come he didn’t seem scared when he saw us? Surely he would feel the same fear we felt, meeting a whole new different species, right?”
One by one, her friends nodded, though Pinkie also had a voice. “But he’s treating us so nicely, he even let Rainbow hit him to prove that he wasn’t a threat! Except...Applejack hit him where it hurts. The most, actually.”
A bit embarrassed, Applejack decided to speak up. “Ya might be right Pinkie, but even then, He’s hiding things, and I want to find out. Come on, let’s go find that human.”
As they begin to walk towards the back door, Twilight suddenly remembered about Fluttershy. “Fluttershy, lets go, we’re going to find Giovanni and get some straight answers from him.” But Fluttershy did not move, it appeared that she seemed to be lost in thought, petting Nino’s head while he slept on the couch.
Fear.
she saw that in Giovanni’s eyes. She saw pain, sadness, grief, and fear. Though Fluttershy was quite scared of the human whenever he spoke, walked, or even stood up, she saw in his eyes, that he was as scared as Fluttershy is right now. When he turned away from the them, Fluttershy noticed that he hesitated after stepping outside into the cold wind. He was scared of going outside, yet he still went even after he was frightened.
Kindness.
That is was she saw when Giovanni said that he was going to bring food. That is what she saw when he treated them with hospitality and that is what she saw when he presented Nino to her. She even saw kindness when he was bucked in his “area” when he said he refused to hurt them. Turning around, she stared at her friends, who were all waiting for her.
“I don’t think we she leave the house.” She said, just a bit above of a whisper. “He...he said that there were things more scarier than him...And I believe it.”
Pinkie, nodded, agreeing with her shy friend and hopped over to her. She smiled at her, and Fluttershy returned the gesture. “I agree with Fluttershy! He doesn’t want to hurt us, he Pinkie Promised for petes sake!”
Mouth agape, Rainbow flew over to her friend.”But Fluttershy, he’s like, ten times bigger than us! Aren’t you scared of him?”
Flutter shy slowly nodded. “I-Am. But when Applejack said she saw lying in his eyes, all I saw was fear...And Kindness.” Noticing the raised brow on her friend, Fluttershy explained more. “He even went outside to go get us some food, and you know what? I saw that he was scared of going outside. I think...I think he’s trying to protect us from something.”
Her friends have never seen her like this, Fluttershy, was defending a creature bigger, and scarier looking! Fluttershy! She is defending the human!
Soon, Rarity and Twilight joined their shy friend by the couch. At that was left was Applejack and Rainbow. They both looked at eachother, then sighed in defeat. “Fine.” Rainbow said. “We’ll wait for the colt.”
“But when he comes back, Rainbow and Ah are gonna talk to him. I don’t like liars, and he’s lyin’ ‘bout somethin’!” Applejack said. The two then trotted over the the couch, sitting down.
“So, what do we do now?” Rarity said. The others looked at Pinkie, and she shrugged.
“Lets watch the rest of this show, it’s pretty funny and entertaining.”
With that, they agreed with Pinkie and resumed watching Victorious, giggling at puppet making fun of its owner.
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Ten zombies.
Ten zombies was all it took for me to almost shit my pants. Ten of them, five on my left side, two in my right side, three in front of me. I clenched the S.A.C in my hands, backing away slowly. These were slow ones, walkers, to be specific. By the look on their faces, bodies, and even just how they walked, these ten were already decaying since the the beginning of when Michigan became overruned with the dead. If I ran now, they wouldn’t be able to catch up, they would just waste their time on catching me, that they could probably just fall apart by the time I got to the end of the road.
No. I have to stay and fight. I said that I would kill these things to protect the mane six, and that’s the shit that I have to fucking do if I want them to survive. I made up my mind. I’m going to walk up to one of those flesh eaters, and shove my S.A.C in their mouths. Ha!
The first three were on my right side, so going by the numbers, I’m going to go with them. Besides, they were slower, and rotting even more, making them enable to run, just walk and limp. I approached the middle of the three, and clenched my ax. It moaned for food, but I wasn’t going to let this thing eat me, Nino, the ponies, or my dad. I swallowed whatever nervousness I had left and brought up my S.A.C.
“Die.” I muttered. As hard as I could, I brought down the ax blade on top of its rotting head, hearing a squish and its skull crack. It moaned in pain, but instantly died as soon as it fell to its knees. I brought out the blade from it’s blood gushing skull, leaving the rotting carcass to collapse on the concrete ground. The second zombie tried to swing at me, but I ducked under its arm, flipped the SwitchAxe upside down, and brought the small, black blade up to the bottom of its chin. The blade pierced it, but it did not kill it, only because it was under its chin and not at it’s head. With a swift kick, sent it down crashing onto the street road, hearing blood rush out of its chest in the process. With a heavy stomp, I brought down my foot on the things chest, hearing bones break ever so easily. Pulling out the blade from it’s chin, I quickly brought it down to it’s forehead, killing it in a matter of three seconds. Pulling out the S.A.C, I flipped it over to the meat cleaver side, swinging it to my right as it killed the last of the three. It’s head rolled off in a comedic way, landing in front of my feet. I kicked the head away from me, disgusted by that zombies look it gave me. I think it was going to say “Fuck you, kid” even though all it could do was moan.
Turning around, two zombies came up from behind me, one of the was close to actually biting me from the shoulder. Like a thinker, I dropped down to me stomach and rolled away from the two, quickly standing back up before any of the other five zombies could attack. They all started to form a half circle, trying to get at me at once.
“Fuck this shit.” I muttered. Then, one zombie lunged at me, head bouncing and neck snapping as it came. I swung the cleaver blade in an uppercut motion, tearing off the head from the spinal cord. The body fell the the ground, blocking two zombies that tripped.
“That’s four..” I muttered. The head was starting to slide off of the blade, but I swung it, making the severed head collide with another zombie's head. I heard a crack, so that must have meant that the zombie’s head must have cracked and died, colliding with the severed one. Wasn’t taking any chances, so I quickly killed the other two that were in front of me and made my way towards the one on the ground. “That’s six.” I brought down the cleaver on its head head, bursting it open, causing skull to crack open as I pulled out the blade, making it drip blood and chunks of rotting, bloody flesh. “That’s seven.”
The other two were...fighting each other? I couldn’t believe it, two zombies were fighting each other. Well, technically they were just swinging and moaning, but they were still fighting about something. Looking down at their feet, I saw a dead squirrel, body parts out all over the road. I facepalmed at their stupidity, but raised a brow at how they were attacking each other. “So, even they fight for food...In a way, it looks like history is repeating itself.” I say. They still fought, so quickly, I brought down the axe on the first one, and swung the cleaver at the other, killing it instantly. “That’s nine. Now, where’s the last-”
I looked up, my eyes widening in shock. There, the last zombie was standing, but he wasn’t alone.
The motherfucker brought friends.
They all began to limp towards me, some even walking a bit quick, so what did I do? I hauled my ass, that’s what I did.
Turning around, I groaned angrily at how far my dad’s apartment was. Yea, it was down the street, but the street was like, Half a mile, and knowing me and my legs, we wern’t going to last long. Taking one last look behind me, I noticed the crowd doubled in size, at least now it was at thirty zombies at the most.
“....Nope!” I panicked. Gripping my cleaver, I began running down the road, trying to avoid any fallen street lights and jumping over dead bodies. I was only up to my school, and stopped for a breather. “Son..huff...huff...of a bitch...” I took a deep breath, and began to walk for a head start, but as I turned my head to the left, I nearly fell on my ass in fear,
Behind the black, metal gate, was not only teachers, but students as well, all of them turned into those...Things. I couldn’t breath, I could only smell the scent of their rotting bodies filling my nostrils, as I struggle to get up.
“AYUDAN ME! AYUDAN ME!!”
(HELP ME, HELP ME!!)
I got back up on my feet, clenching my weapon on my hands. A small male, most likely a freshman like me, ran up to the gate, trying to dodge the swings of the zombie seniors, sophomores, juniors, and fellow Freshman. he ran up to the gate, shaking it furiously, attracting some zombies behind him.
“AYUDAN ME! AY MAS GENTE AQUI! AYUDEN NOS!”
(HELP ME! THERE ARE MORE PEOPLE HERE! HELP US!)
“CALMETE! QUIEN MAS AY AQUI!?”(CALM DOWN! WHO ELSE IS HERE?!) I said. I recognize this kid. He was a spanish speaker, only speaks Spanish and little English. The look in his eyes told me he was scared for his life I wanted to help...But I couldn't.
“DOS PERSONAS MAS! ESTÁN EN EL CLASSA DE GIMNASIO, NO TENEMOS COMEDIA, NOMAS PURA AGUA-”
(TWO PEOPLE, THE'RE IN THE GYMNASIUM, WE HAVE NO MORE FOOD, ONLY WATER-)
*SCREAMS*
He...He couldn't finish. A zombie came up from behind him and started to eat his neck. Soon, four more came, ripping away at his skin and meat, blood gushing with each bite. He just kept screaming. There was nothing I could do...I...I-
“RAAAAAGGHHH!!!!”
Turning around, I almost screamed at how the zombie crowd I was running away from caught up so quickly. They were only limping and walking, how the fuck did they get here so fast!? One last look at the freshman, his body was just a blood stain with bones poking out of his chest on the pavement. I began to run away, running with all my speed as fast as I could. For now, those two people had to survive alone...
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“I’m here.”
The apartment was boarded up, but the door was fully open, hell, it was even broken. I walked inside, ignoring the other rooms that were next to me, and started to walk up stairs. I’m only here for my dad, food, and that’s it.
His room was on the second floor, the lights flickered as I walked slowly upstairs. One door on my left side, and one door on my right. My dad’s was on the left, so I walked over there, until something caught my eye.
Inside the right room, there laid a dead body. Walking over to it, I flipped it over on it’s stomach. I sighed in relief, thankful it was not my father.
I almost threw up at what I saw.
There, a little girl clutching her small, teddie bear in her arms, had a bullet wound through her head. She was neither a zombie, not was bitten. She just had a bullet to her forehead. I backed away, my back leaning against the open door. I through up this time, disgusted about the fact that I saw a little girl, lay there dead.
CLICK
I looked up from my earlier position, and my eyes widen in surprise, then fear. Standing in the living room holding a gun, was a man dressed in baggy clothes and wearing a beanie hat. He was placing a hand over his side, blood leaking through the holes of his fingers. I fell on my ass, he pointed the metallic object at my head.
“Give me your money. All of it.”
Shit. This guy is mugging me, in a fucking zombie apocalypse, he’s bleeding badly, and he wants my money. I couldn’t speak, so he pressed the gun on my forehead. He had a crazed look in his eyes, and I couldn’t use my SwitchAxe, it would take too long for me to lift it, and he could just pull the trigger easily.
“Give me your fucking money.” He said. He pressed the gun farther, and I could only breath heavily. He growled, pressing the gun further. I closed my eyes, hoping he would just leave me alone.
“GIVE ME THE FUCKING MONEY!”
*CLICK*
*CREAK*
*SHING*
*SQUISH*
*THUMP*
“Abrete los ojos, Giovanni.”
Slowly, I opened my eyes, gasping at the man who had his gun pressed against my forehead, was lying on the ground, with a rather large blade sticking out of his head. I turned my head over to the right, eyes widening at the a figure that had a black mask over his head. That voice...I.. know that voice.
“P-Pa?”
The man took of the black mask, revealing a five o’clock shadow, his aged face and curly hair. He had a smile on his face as he took looked at me. I smiled back, almost on the verge of tears as he leaned in and gave me a bear hug.
“I missed you, Giovanni.”
A/N: GASP! A cliffhanger? Aren't I a bitch? xD. Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, hopefully the next will come out this weekend, until then, enjoy the thought of zombie slaying, my bro’s.
Peace!