Chapter 14: Battle of the Relived
Shots were instantly fired as Toad stood up and shot bullets into the sky. He didn't stop to see where he hit, or if he hit anything at all; he just turned to the next featureless zombie and fired at that one too. That one civilian was accompanied by many more. Toadette turned to him, to come up with a strategy.
"Okay, what's the plan?"
"You go long range shooting." Toad told her. "Just keep firing from the side. I'll come in close and slice 'em up. Or you can fire beside them, as a distraction."
"Sounds good. Let's go." They launched into the horde of monsters, advancing into the house. Toad counted the slices he made as he cut the zombies into pieces.
"Ten, eleven, twelve..."
"Why are you counting?" Toadette asked.
"To see how big this 'attack' really is, and to see if we can take more." Toad replied, indifferent. "Twenty-two, twenty-three..." Zombies were pouring in, hitting him in the shoulders and back, but Toad stood his ground and kept slicing. His sword was dark red from all the blood. One apparition tried to sneak up with a knife.
"Watch out!"
"I have him!" Toad grabbed the zombie's arm, wrenched the knife from its hand, and hurled the body into the fray. The move was unexpected, and several more baddies were knocked down. Toad brandished the knife in his other hand.
"Double the weaponry, double the carnage! Take this!" He let out a battle cry as he ran into the bustling mass, slicing the posessed civilians like nothing. Toadette kept firing, slow, but steady as she shot the stragglers in the head. As the fight wore on, she put the pistol back, grabbed her sword, and went in with him. Their blades started to become easier to maneuver, and started increasing in power. Toad noticed, and began to slice faster. The zombies never had a chance. They forced the civilians back to the window, and they eventually stopped coming. The bout was finally over. Their room was coated with blood where the window was, but otherwise unscathed; the beds were still made without a wrinkle in sight.
"How many were there?"
"More than a hundred, easy. Probably close to 250. But, seriously, that was nothing." Toadette giggled at this.
"Of course, with you doing all the slicing."
"Hey, if you hadn't shot the ones coming in, I would have been done for. Speaking of, how many bullets do you have?" Toadette counted.
"I have ten clips."
"So with ten per clip, that's one hundred. Should we stock up?"
"Yeah, I think so. We never know what's coming." They stocked up again, quickly. As they came back, an evil laugh filled the room. "That's not Bowser, is it?"
"No, Toadette." Toad replied, darkly. "It's something worse..."
To be continued...