PART 3
"Wake up!" Matt was shaken awake softly. He opened up his eyes and looked around.
"What's going on?" Matt asked.
"They're here. They found us," Ean said, a grim look on his face.
"How are we getting out?"
"The roof," Ike said, lugging the sofa out from in front of the door to the upper stairwell. Matt nodded. "We're going to go by roof and hopefully get far enough away from here before they realize we're here that we can escape across the bridge."
"Got it," Matt said, checking the clip of his rifle before slamming it into the feed. "Let's go."
The four moved across the rooftops slowly, Ean and Ike firing behind them at any enemy that happened to make it onto the roof and Matt escorting Rose along with his flashlight sweeping the darkness. They jumped from roof to roof, each building getting them closer to the edge of the city. They could feel it in the adrenaline pumping through their veins. They felt their blood pumping faster with each leap. Each bound they felt themselves getting closer and closer to the exit. They would finally be away from this hell.
"Oh no," Rose whispered and stopped.
"Rose, keep moving!" Matt yelled.
"No. I won't go further."
"What are you talking about?!" His rifle swept forward and caught the glistening red eyes of a Witch, her head turned around at them. She screeched and lunged. "ROSE!" Rose was tackled to the ground, the Witch's claws slicing as it screamed. Matt knew it was only reacting out of fear. He fired his assault rifle on it. "ROSE!" Ike's shotgun blew it several feet away. Rose got to her feet and everyone immediately noticed what was missing. Rose looked over to see a pool of blood.
"Oh no. You didn't." She just stared at the Witch, growling. "YOU DID NOT KILL MY DAUGHTER!" The Witch screeched in fear as Rose tackled her off the building into the crowd of infected below.
"ROSE! NO!" Matt cried, lunging toward the edge of the building. Ike grabbed his shoulder, pulling him up.
"Matt. We have to keep moving." Matt looked down at Rose, a tear rolling down his cheek. He nodded and continued to sprint forward across the rooftops.
"We're close, I can feel it." Ike said. "The crowd below looks like it died off. No pun intended. We should head through one of these houses and get to the lowest level so we can get to the bridge." Ean nodded and took a grenade, slamming it into the concrete of the roof.
"Move!" The three ran a bit and watched as the portion of the roof collapsed and the three jumped down, sprinting through the house. Dust and broken wood blocked their path, but eventually, they reached ground level, immediately moving into a fast jog.
"How close are we?" Matt asked.
"Look!" Ean said. He pointed to a street sign. It was labeled, "ST. ELLEN'S BRIDGE" and an arrow towards the bridge. The sun was beginning to rise over the city. They sprinted up the street, firing at the few infected that had followed them. As soon as the last one died, they started forward at a brisk pace.
"There!" Ike cried. "The bridge!" They ran onto the concrete bridge and started to dart across, between cars, hoping for their lives none of them harbored any infected. They reached a large, open stretch of highway that led to the other side. Ean stopped and Ike and Matt slowed, jogging backwards to look at him.
"Ean! Come on!" Matt cried. He heard the blades of a helicopter.
"HEY!" Ean screamed. "DOWN HERE! WE'RE ALIVE! HELP US!" The other two were on the other side.
"Come on!" Matt yelled. Across the bridge, an army of infected were sprinting across. "HURRY!" The helicopter fired a missile at the bridge. Ean started running and jumped as the explosion hit. The bridge began to groan and collapse. As it plummeted into the water below, Ean grabbed the edge of the remaining bridge. Ike and Matt ran forward, grabbing his wrists.
"Come on, Ean," Matt said, groaning as he tried to lift the heavy man. There was a loud screech. The trio's eyes widened. An infected lunged upward, grabbing Ean's ankles.
"AGH!" he cried out. Another jumped up, grabbing the other ankle. Then another onto those two, then another and another. He looked sadly up at the two. "Let me go."
"What? Ean, no!" Matt said. Ike looked at Ean then released his hand. "IKE!"
"No, Matt. I'm going to die anyway. I've been bitten. And if you don't let me go, you'll die too. Let me go Matt. You and Ike go on." Matt felt hot tears welling up in his eyes.
"Ean..."
"MATT! THAT'S AN ORDER! LET ME GO!" Matt choked out a sob and released Ean's hand, watching him plunge into the deep, blue depths of the fast moving river. He was immediately lost in the stream.
"I know how you felt, Ean..." Matt whispered. He heard the helicopter blades slowing to a halt and saw that it had landed nearby.
"Come on!" the pilot said. Matt ran over and got in. They took off again, a few infected jumping after the craft. "You're real lucky your friend attracted so many infected! We would never have seen you!"
"Yeah. Real lucky," Matt said sarcastically.
"You'll have to speak up!" the pilot yelled. "The blades are real loud!"
"Never mind!" Matt replied. "Where are we headed?"
"Nearest airport! I need some fuel!"
"Are you all that's left?" Ike asked.
"Yeah! Just me and this babe!" he smacked the dashboard of the helicopter. "Don't worry! We'll be just fine!" Matt and Ike sighed and slumped into their chairs. They were safe. For now.
A bit shorter than part 2, but there will be more, don't worry. I'm unsure as to if I'll actually keep this chapter. It has a few deaths, as suggested. But read and review!