"Oh, what the fuck?" Sam B commented as he saw the literal bloodbath.
There was a young man kneeling in a swimming pool filled with blood and dead bodies. He was weeping over the body of one of the dead.
"My parents, my relatives... Jesus Christ; my own fucking brother..."
Sam went closer to the unknown person.
"What are YOU LOOKING AT?!? I HAD TO! I had no other choice..." The man sobbed more as Sam soullessly grabbed the knife from the body in front of him.
"Sorry, kid." Sam said as he walked away.
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Sam wasn't going to lie. Banoi was a nice place.
Before the shit hit the fan, Sam thought.
Sam may have been hardened from his times in the ghetto, but nothing he had been through there had prepared him for this.
It has been five days since the infected first attacked Banoi. Sam was staying at the famous resort hotel when it all went down.
Since then, he had met many other survivors; Logan, Purna, and Xian are the ones to note. Apparently, they were immune to this virus or whatever it was.
Logan was a baseball player, and his baseball throwing skills had carried over into throwing weapons, such as knives and double blades. From what Sam heard, he was busted for drugs.
Purna was a police officer, and her firearms training definitely helped the group get out of many situations.
Xian was supposedly taught to handle bladed weapons very well, Like a fuckin' samurai, Sam grinned to himself as he thought this.
Sam himself was surprisingly skilled with blunt weapons. He had no official training of any sort, but swinging a bat has pulled him through many situations while he was young.
Sam glanced around the modified armored truck.
Of course, they had to have weapons, and firearms and ammo were easily accessible on the little rack that they had set up in the barrier between the driver's section and the back.
Right now, Jin, a girl that they had met along the way was sitting in the passenger's seat. Logan was driving the truck.
Purna was sitting across from Sam and she stayed silent as she cleaned her M4A1. Gun maintenance was never a thing that Sam picked up, but he could definitely fire one if demanded of him.
Xian was sitting next to him, modifying the nice-looking katana that she found. There were a bunch of wires and batteries and other things that she was using.
"Hey, Xian," Sam said. "What you doin' over there?"
"This was a little modification that my grandfather taught me." Xian replied. "You know how a circuit works, right?"
Sam somewhat regretted falling asleep in high school science. But he had remembered something.
"Yeah." Sam said as he suddenly remembered what he was taught. "Why?"
"I strapped a battery and put two wires on the metal of the sword to make a complete circuit throughout the sword," Xian explained. "Once the sword even touches one of those infected, the current will short-circuit and run through the zombie's body instead of just through the metal."
Sam looked down at his own weapon of choice. A sledgehammer given to him, surprisingly, by a nun.
"Hey, once you're done, can ya hand me those leftovers? I think I can make something like that with this giant-ass hammer." Sam said.
"Sure. I'm almost finished."
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After some time, Sam was done with his own modifications. This involved a weight plate, some batteries, wires, and a few other things. He looked at his creation with pride.
It was a sledgehammer with electrified spikes. It's fuckin' beautiful. Sam thought. He couldn't wait to test it out.
"Shit." Logan said, seemingly frustrated.
"What?" Purna, Sam and Xian asked almost simultaneously.
"The bridge is out," answered Logan. "We're gonna have to take the rest of the way by foot."
"Don't mind going on a walk," Purna said as she cocked her rifle.
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As the group was walking, they heard a sort of growl.
"WATCH OUT!!" Jin warned as a walker jumped up at them.
That walker wasn't alone, though. More than a giant mob was behind them.
As Purna took to the trees, Sam and Xian went in different directions as Logan protected Jin.
At first, the sledgehammer was a bit of a disappointment. Damn. It's just a hammer with spikes. Sam thought as he rammed into a small group.
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Jin couldn't help but feel insignificant as she watched the others fight off the infected.
There must be something I could do, Jin pondered. Dad's revolver! Jin suddenly remembered as she pulled it out.
As she checked the chamber, she saw that it was fully loaded.
Alright, Jin. Remember what Dad taught you. Relaxed elbows. Sights. Aim for the head.
She aimed and squeezed the trigger, hoping that it would hit something.
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Suddenly, one of the walker's heads exploded and Sam turned around in surprise.
Jin was looking down her sights as the barrel of her gun smoked a bit.
"Thanks, Jin," Sam shouted as he was attacked by yet another walker.
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Soon enough, all the walkers and floaters were dead.
Except for one.
A walker missing its arm suddenly stood up and charged towards the gathering group.
"I got dis," Sam said as he raised his sledgehammer.
Time seemed to slow down for him as he brought the head of his hammer around him and into the walker's chest.
And seemed to speed up again as the now electrified walker flew unrealistically fast into the nearby rock wall and explode into a bloody mess.
Sam looked again at his hammer, as stunned as the walker was.
"By the power of Mjol-fuckin'-nir..." Sam joked. "I am Thor, god of Thunder!" He said as he raised his weapon.
"Nice work, Sam." Logan said as he walked up to the exploded walker.
"We'll need to get going soon, though. That explosion attracted some more." Xian said as she turned around.
"Right behind you," Jin responded as she holstered her gun.
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