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Dark World 3: Annie's Darkness

Chapter 9:

LUKE'S POV

"DIE!" I yelled as I shot several zombies on the stairs.

They fell back into each other and created a bloody pool of pure blood, some of which I was sure wasn't theirs. As soon as we shot them we moved on to the next level. The Capitol was impressive and large. We were near the whisper room now. Where you could hear a whisper from one side of the other. Actually above it I think. We had passed the House of Representatives and Congress. We were headed down the hall. I saw a strange window looking into an office. A zombie ran out from the corner and I shot him. He fell into the ground and died. We moved on. Derek growled as we got closer.

"She's closer," Derek said.

"Don't Kill her Derek," I said.

"I'll try," he said.

We walked down the dark flickering corridor like whimpering puppies along in the country. My heart was beating at a quickened pace. I gulped and looked at Derek. He motioned at this hall was clear. We took our first confident steps to the next section. I saw empty desks and a few people cowering under them. I told them to run. They did.

Clay held a gun up to the door as we swung it open. He sent a shot out and I heard empty silence. Derek said there was noises further on down the hall. We took to it with our weapons slung over our shoulders. Derek and Pete ran down in front of me. I heard a small laughter from below and screams of pure terror. I felt my hands get clammy and damp. I didn't like this one bit. Zombies shouldn't exist. They should be a figment of our imaginations along with Eureka, Warehouse 13, these Teen Wolves and Vampires. Overall it was too much to process. I needed to end this today. I needed to get out of this hell bent country. It was ravaged and war torn. It was useless and not worth trying for any more. We spent countless times helping other countries when we should have been focused on saving ourselves as well. It just wasn't fair that this happened to us. Now it was like it once was in the ancient times. The American Continents never existed. And A thousand Years from now some idiot will travel here and try to determine if we should move in. It will be like the pilgrims and Indians again. Only with technology…and stuff.

Derek shot off a few rounds at zombies and then told us to hurry up. Clay and I caught up with him and Pete. Derek kicked the door open and we found a fleet of zombies. Lights were flickering form the ceiling and papers were flying everywhere. Blood was soaking through the marble flooring.

"Fire!" I yelled.

The four of us sent what felt like a hundred bullets into the swarming mess of zombies. They screamed and continued to charge. It felt like something out of a video game. Derek growled a deep long growl at them and they started to get mad. They charged and a few with stood thirty shots before they finally gave out and died. When we had finished we re stocked our bullets and ran on through the bloody room.

Derek pushed the next door open and we found mangled bodies and crying dying people. Derek saved their lives and shot them in peace. They begged and begged as we ran past. We complied but only rationally. It felt bad.

INGRID'S POV

On the next hour we got closer and closer to India. I really wished we had taken a plane instead of this smelly sea boat. It smelled like dead fish and sea water. It made me nauseas. Luckily I had friends to keep me preoccupied. It wasn't long before I didn't even notice it. Shawna and I talked mostly. We wrapped ourselves into blankets and drank hot chocolate from things we found in the lower cabins. I never realized how cold it got out on the ocean. Jack and Zane made me smile everyday. I just wanted to hug them up and keep them forever. It was funny how much we all bonded over blowing up warehouses. I guess it's part of our crazy lives that we've been living lately. I just never wanted this to end. It was perfect.

I did want Luke to return however. If he was here it would have been all the better. Maybe, he could be a bit boring sometimes. Maybe I could stay with just these amazing people for a while longer. I smiled at Rhetta as she walked by. Myka and Steve were up in the captain's office steering the ship to India. Hopefully we would make it back before Luke.

"They are so cute," Shawna said.

Zane and Jack were leaning up against the railing looking out at the ocean. I giggled.

"I know," I said.

"I just want to keep them in my pocket,"

"Me too, girl. Me too."

"Do you think Zane would go shopping with me!?" Shawna asked a little too loudly.

"No," Zane said.

Shawna laid back into her chair disappointed. I laughed. Zane looked back and smiled at me. I winked and he went back to talking to Jack.

"What do you think Jack'll do about Allison?" I asked.

"Beats me, Maybe they have an open relationship? Maybe they'll get one and Jack will be married to Allison and be with Zane." Shawna said.

"Sure," I shook my head. "That's plausible."

"Totally," Shawna said.

LUKE'S POV

Derek and I came into the whispering hall and found statues pouring onto each other. Rubble was everywhere. I looked around and didn't see any zombies. I turned around and checked their too. I remembered what Annie told me years ago.

"Always keep your gun up, never lower it. Danger is always around the corner,"

I raised my gun and pointed it around. Then I looked around and saw a zombie racing at me. If I hadn't had my gun up I would have been dead. I shot it across the face and we took off to the next hall. Derek held the door open and we found Annie. She was standing under the Apotheosis of Washington and near a few paintings. Zombies were crawling everywhere. She laughed wildly and zombies ran at us. The war started there. Zombies thrashed at us and spat. They were practically foaming at the mouth. These once normal people were twisted mutations. A horrible mockery of the human race.

I sent more bullets out into the zombies and soon we were alone in an army of dead lifeless zombies. We had killed them all. I looked back and saw Annie had vanished in the chaos. I cursed and ran down the various connecting halls.

"God Dangit," I yelled.

"We'll get her," Clay said holstering his gun.

Then Derek led the way back onto the roof.

"I have a plan," I said.

"What?" Derek asked excitedly.

"I just need to get a message across the town." I said.

"Okay," Derek said.