Authors note: Well guys. Thank you all for your reviews, they really help me to keep up my work ^^
Thank you that you all like this story so much. So because I`ve got some reviews after the last update, I thought I continue the chapter today and was even able to finish it after some time :D
Well it is a bit long. I wanted to keep up the tensing within the ending of the story. I tried to think of what a thinking, half remembering mutant Piers might do. And I had to think about the instincts an animal can get in life threatening situations.
I hope you guys enjoy the result.
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Chapter 10: No Rest
He needed a while to fight his way out of the large city and avoided other soldiers to take notice of his presence when he simply ran through the mass of undead slowly walking people. He would run as fast as his aching muscles would allow him to and he would hide in the next sidestreet when he could hear a loud noise coming from the helicopters whose were still cleaning the whole mess.
After what felt like an eternity, he reached the outside meadow of the city and followed the scent of the long urged seawater. His lungs were burning while his vision was slowly fading. He hadn`t much time left.
It was almost a miracle that he wasn`t dead yet. His body worked for more than 8 minutes without water while he lost a lot of blood. For a human being he would surely be dead a long while ago. He wondered if he would even survive with those wounds. That thought bothered him.
It was a more than a welcomed feeling when the salty water touched his front claws and he immeadiately pressed his face into the soft sand inside the shallow water. The salt burned inside of his small shot eye but it didn`t bothered him. He took deep breaths as the salty water rushing into his lungs due to the muscles that pulled apart inside of his lungs. The water was smoothing the pain of suffocating.
It felt as if he would take a breath of air after holding it for more than 3 minutes. The pain of his injuries faded as if he was heavily medicated.
He let his body fall on the sand, the sudden pain of salt in his wounds stunning him for a while in which he just lay there without even moving his long tail behind him.
The aching dried skin of his body parts that still didn`t see any water ordered him to move and crawl deeper into the ocean. When the water covered his whole body he started to swim and dove down automaticially until his body would disappear fully in the water.
When his eyes started to open again he saw the sun shining down on a beach in front of him. The soft sand shimmered in different yellow and white colors that were blinding him fr a quick moment. He lifted his head from the shallow water and found himself washed off at a shore. He didn`t know where he was. No trees or palm trees around, just a shore that was build of sand and small pebbles.
When his nostrils moved and he sniffed the air he could smell the scent of roasting meat. It was a very welcomed and familiar scent which caused him to slowly stand up. The pain hit him hard as he stopped and looked down at himself. He had to turn his body hard to the side to see the wounds still healing.
The wound of his chest was still there too, but on a bright note it was healing. Soft meat and skin was surrounding the deep hohle and avoided him to loose any more of his much needed blood. The thick blueish veins were pulsating outside the smooth skin while they pumped the remained blood through his muscles and flesh.
He didn`t know how long he had passed out but it wasn`t very long. Maybe a few hours or a maximum of one day. The distance the ocean dragged him towards the shore must been over 50 miles. He rememred the city being at the edge of an island. This must be another island or maybe even the shore of the next country.
In that distance he should be safe, he guessed. He didn`t need a headache of a fight that would kill him. He just needed to focus on getting healthy again. At first, he should eat something in order to regain a little bit of strenght.
He opened his mouth to increase his smelling sense. Pictures appeared in front of his view, pictures of a soft tender steak with greenish bones and yellow potatoes. He ate this stuff before...
He could remember that he was sitting on a chair at a bar while he ate this food when he was a human being. His eyes blinked wildly and looked in different directions while he was able to remember the bulky man sitting at the bar right next to him.
He knew that man, they both were soldiers. He remembered himself looking up at him as his idol. Yes, he wanted to become the same man. Strong, without fear, bold, determinded... A hero.
When he lifted his head he couldn`t understand why he felt that way. That bulky man almost killed him. Of course, he was protecting his soldiers. But this fact let his animalistic anger rise. He shook the thoughts off, he didn`t need that now.
That tasty scent let his mouth water and his tongue glide above his lips but before he could take one step he could hear a loud noise followed with a small vibrating of the ground.
He lifted his head up into the air and his many eyes began to widden. A black helicopter was on its way towards him and it was much bigger than the others he saw in the city. The helicopter didn`t flew cycles or turned its direction, they were obviously looking out for him. Do those people never sleep and rest?
He quickly turned towards the ocean and froze in place when he saw different big ships around the shore at the horizon and they were making their way towards him. This was a hunt. They were the hunters and he was their prey. Well, he and each possible B.O.W. around the place. With that injured still healing body he couldn`t defend himself well, he was under their mercy.
Each other B.O.W. would face them. It was their aggressive nature or maybe their killing instinct he guessed. Whatever it was that would cause the usual B.O.W. to face its death, he hadn`t got the same. He was different.
He was much smarter and was able to think straight. He figured out that he kept that habit of his old self when he was a human being. He always was able to keep calm and used his brain in dangerous situations. His brain was now telling him that he needed to escape. He didn`t want to die, yet.
He lowered his body in a dangerous expression when the helicopter came closer. It flew low and he managed to see the soldiers inside that were leaning out to search for their target. He didn`t need long to recognize the bulky man leaning outside and aiming for his target. Obviously, his Team was in that helicopter too.
His way into the ocean was a trap and would lurge him right into his death. He hissed at them and decided to turn and run towards the land. He could hear the helicopter flying a half cycle before it began to follow him.
He could feel each step he made while the pebbles were stitching the soft skin underneath his palms. He forced his legs to run faster on land while he kept his tail away from the ground to avoid it to get hurt by the small stones and pubbles. He could feel the soft vibrations of bullets that hit the ground behind him as the soldier inside the helicopter tried to shoot him in order to slow him down.
He growled and started to jump and run with sharp turns in order to confuse them.
He opened his mouth wide in reflex as his lungs pulled air into his lungs that he didn`t needed. He ignored the burning sensation inside his organs and pumped water from the water saving organs of his tail upwards into his lung. It smoothed the pain a bit.
By the time he noticed that the man stopped to shoot while the helicopter still was flying practicially above him. When he turned to look at them he heard screams from ahead.
He ran directly towards a small group of young people that were celebrating a small grilling round at the sand dunes. They stood up and screamed while trying to run away into different directions.
His mouth was still wide open as he ran over the beach towels, glasses of beer, plates filled with food and clothes. Now he understood why they didn`t shot him. They didn`t wanted to hurt the people.
That brought him an idea which could possibly safe his life for now. He made a sharp turn and ran after three young people while the helicopter flew past him and had to turn at first. He could hear the bulky man shouting at his comrades when they lost sight for a short moment.
He took his advantage and soon enough passed the people in front of him. He dug his claws into the sandy ground while he opened his mouth above one of the women and grabbed her by her clothes around her neck.
She screamed out when he lifted her up and stopped in place. His sides were raising and falling quickly while his fins on his back moved with the fast breathing of his lungs and the pumping of his tail.
The girl hung at the tip of his mouth. Her hair flew in the moist air his nostrils released. When the helicopter came closer after its turn he pulled his tail close to his sides and got into a defensive position. He faced them with the screaming girl hanging at his mouth so the soldiers won`t shoot him and risk the death of that girl.
But he couldn`t run away. If he turned, they could take the advantage and shoot into his back and he couldn`t risk any more wounds since his body was still weakened due to the healing progress.
He could hear the gritting of the bulky mans teeth as well as he could see that angry face of him. The other soldiers inside that helicopter moved while one of them grabbed a huge gun.
His eyes widened in shock while his body took a few steps back. He knew that weapon well enough, he`d been a sniper for a long while. He just forgot the fact that this gun could be placed into a helicopter as its basic weaponry.
He hissed even more while he slowly backed off while still holding the screaming girl in front of him as his human shield. It was a behaviour that surprised the experienced soldiers as well as their captain.
When did a B.O.W. use a human as its shield? But the Captain remained stubborn as he ordered them to keep aiming at the monster underneath them.
He felt his stomach getting filled with a liquid while his sides started to rise like a balloon that would be inflated. Maybe he could reach the helicopter and hurt the soldiers enough to win time for running away.
He suddenly started to run towards it while the bulky man now grabbed his bigger pistol and aimed at his head. The wild swinging of the girl kept his shots at bay while he stopped now underneath the helicopter. The pilot seemed to answer his actions as the helicopter backed off.
He stood up on his hintlegs and grabbed the girl in his right hand before the liquid formed a strong pressure in his throat that caused his spikes to stand up from his neck and his cheeks to swell.
The mans eyes widened. "BACK OFF!" but it was too late. He released the pressure as green and greyish acid was spitten at the helicopter. It hit some men and ate its way through the walls of the machine.
The men groaned and when their clothes started to smoke the others helped them out of them as quick as they could. This was his chance.
Tossing the girl to the side he used all his legs to sprint off with the highest speed he could reach with his tail above the ground.
His actions didn`t remain unseen. The Captain growled out and used his gun to shoot at the monsters back. He checked his men quickly and got sure that nobody got heavy injuries before he pushed his body on the pilots seat.
He pushed the lever and grabbed the control stick. The black helicopter headed forwards and flew lower before it slowly reached the creature again.
It was a pursuit like a fantasy novel. The monster kept stubborn and ran closer to the small towns and streets near the shore. It was their mission to eliminate each threat to the humanity.
While the Captain now lead the helicopter next to the creature just above the ground, the soldier at the machine gun shot at its sides with brutal force which caused the thick scales to break and let the bullets inside the flesh.
I caused the creature to lift its head letting out a loud scream. But it didn`t stop it to run further into the land.
He opened his mouth wide as air was pulled into his burning lungs. The sudden movements of his with electricity pulsating organs pushed water out of his lungs which slightly dropped from his mouth.
His tongue hang out like a dog might do after a long trip. He hoped to see any trees or bushes, even rocks would be enough to distract the helicopter on its position next to him. But today it wasn`t a lucky day for him.
When he tried to avoid the man to shoot him even more with turning to the left, the Captain followed him quickly. There was no escape from that mans strong will.
When he would stop abruptly and run into the opposite direction the helicopter would quickly follow him because it was faster. Maybe it was a wrong decision to choose to escape on land instead of into the ocean where the ships were waiting. But they surely had large networks that would have had catched him.
He had enough from this tensing situations in which he was in their trap and on their mercy. He was holding himself back and he didn`t know why he did so. When he wanted to stay alive he needed to fight – to kill.
With determinded eyes he suddenly lifted his head towards the helicopter with baring his teeth. He ran to the right and when his body reached the shadow of the helicopter, no matter if the Captain wanted to turn too, he jumped against the rods underneath the helicopters stomach and grabbed them with his teeth.
His hintlegs buried their claws into the ground like the anchor of a ship while he used his full strenght to pull the helicopter with him and toss it to the ground.
The propeller hit the sand and before things went worse, the soldiers quickly hopped out of the helicopter before it would explode in place and burn them alive.
Chris` voice wasn`t unhearable when he ordered them to roll off and run into safety as the helicopter caught the fire and exploded. The debris flew against the ground with full force and hit the pilot hard, sending him to the ground. When Chris turned he saw only a bloody mess on the ground.
He gritted his teeth and faced the creature that was now turning its facec towards them in the distance of 25 feet. Its eyes were determinded and he could see the same killer instinct he always sees in the eyes of a dangerous B.O.W.
His soldiers quickly got to their feet and grabbed their guns while aiming at the monster in front of them. Chris growled out and tightened his grip on his shotgun while taking slow steps forwards.
His tail swayed over the sand in a dangerous sign. He focused on the men in front of him and hissed out while his tongue glided over his lips. With steady steps he buried his claws into the sand to keep his position while the tail flickered around behind him.
He spread out all of his spikes on his body and let his charge build up inside of his inner organs that let sparks dance on his skin. The blueish light that covered most parts of his body let him look more dangerous.
But when the men still stepped towards him he opened his mouth to let out a warning growl. Some soldiers seemed to hesitate but they quickly followed the example of their fearless Captain who kept with walking steadily with aiming at his many eyes.
One single shot changed his defensive behaviour as the bullet that was fired from Chris` magnum hit another eye of his earlier 20 eyes. He hissed and ran towards them in pure rage.
Chris quickly jumped to the side and rolled on his back while the soldiers dodged his attack too. He quickly stopped behind a young man of his Team and opened his mouth above him before he buried his sharp long fangs into the chest of the poor man.
Blood dropped to the ground and coloured the yellow sand into a bright red as the man spat in the air before his lifeless body was tossed to the side. His tail swayed over the ground and pushed the soldiers whose were close to him to the side while one of them was pierced on the spike of the tip of his tail.
The cries let Chris scream out in rage and he started to fire at the beast in full boost. The sound of cracked and breaking scales echoed through the tensed air as the monster sceamed out and fell on its stomach.
While it struggled on its feet again Chris Grabbed his knife and jumped on its back. He climbed on the many small spikes on its side and stopped at the neck where the large spikes were moving along with the inner charge.
Before the beast knew what would happen he pushed his blade deep into the soft skin between the thick scales and spikes. The following shrill cry forced him to clentch his eyes shut while his comrades covered their ears in pain.
He squirmed and struggled while he shook his body in hope to get rid of the man who was clinging on his neck with the blade inside his flesh.
He roared and started to run around with little jumps. The man kept stubborn and pushed the blade even deeper inside while he held his body between the many spikes. The tail that was now hitting the area around the man didn`t bothered him.
The intense pain caused him to stand up on his hintlegs before he shook his upper body without success. He tried to grab the mans legs with his hands but the said man always dodged his grip and pulled at the blade.
Pure frustration rushed over him as he squirmed his injured neck and grabbed the right shoe of the man with his teeth. He pulled at him and swung him into the air before he threw the man roughly against the ground twice before he tossed him away.
Chris` cries attracted his comrades whose started to fire at him again. They didn`t know that fate had planned a bad day for them. Not until the monster in front of them started to blow up its stomach again.
Before they could get away far enough the monster spit out another round of acid which covered two soldiers and let them almost fully disappear in a greyish dust. When their Captain looked over the remained bones he let out a hatred scream and ran towards the beasts right side while his remained comrades covered him.
He covered his face with his arms while his body got covered in his own blood that flowed from the many bullet wounds. Breathing became heavier with each passing moment he had to fight against the well trained soldiers.
He tried to aim for one soldier as his target but failed when they jogged around him in the distance while their Captain ran right to his side. He noticed him right before he could jump on him again and lowered his head in hope the Captain would be pierced on the spike that was growing out of the tip of his nose.
The Captain had other plans. He used his right palm to catch off the spike and placed his right foot on it for using it as a step to jump on top of his face. He grabbed the 'ears' of him and clung at the fins between them.
He shook his head and let out an angry shrill scream before he started to run forwards. The soldiers dodged and rolled to the sides while the man remained on his head with his shoes kicking his many eyes. He had to close them all to avoid to get his eyesight stolen.
The fighting will of their Captain stunned the comrades while they kept aiming at the beast but without shooting. They didn`t want to hit the man.
He ran over the sand dunes and stopped only to shake his head hard in hope to shake the Captain off his face. He roared in frustration when he continued to kick his closed eyes. It stung, it hurt and it bothered him greatly.
He continued to run and shake his body hard while he could feel the man placing his shoes on his forehead instead of kicking him further. Before he could stop and grab the man with his hands he could feel the mans legs pushing his body towards his right ear.
A sharp pain went through his head when the man grabbed the ear and pulled it towards the cheek while bones cracked underneath its skin. He felt his still running body heading to the right while he stumbled and fell against the ground. The man jumped off the head before it hit the ground.
He rolled to his feet and watched the monster rolling over the ground with its long body struggling to keep the balance but failing miserably. Bones cracked when his body overturned several times before it landed on its right side and stopped.
He quickly ran towards the monster before it could struggle to its feet again. He stopped 8 feet away from its form and walked calmly to its head with his gun aimed. To his surprise, it didn`t even struggled to its feet again but instead kept lying on the ground.
While his comrades headed towards them he checked out the monster with kicking its cheek while aiming at its eyes.
Everything he felt was pain flowing through each single brutally throbbing vein and muscle of his body while he found himself unable to stand up or even to move. He could feel small vibrations of the ground within the pain.
With slight moves of his head he opened his left main eye as a figure started to clear up in front of his vision. The Captain stood in front of his face and placed his combat boot underneath his main eye over one of the smaller, still closed eyes that was placed underneath his left main eye.
His eye flickered a bit and looked at the man who looked back at his comrades with giving them a nod. His small pupil started to grow when he heard the man speaking.
"Time to put an end to this".