CHAPTER 13
After surveying the wreckage of Alex and Rachel's car, they knew there was no way they could have survived. Trevor looked at the others. "Anyone else know the way to the port?" Jake looked at Anna.
"Port?" he asked. Anna smiled at him.
"Worked before." she stated. He smiled back slightly.
"There must be a map somewhere." Henry said. "There was before."
"Maybe there's one in a shop somewhere. A tourist's guide to L.A. or something." Lucy backed him up.
"They're right. We'll look for one." George stated. He walked over to what looked like a small store and pushed at the door. It was locked shut. He looked at the lock, and stood back slightly. He raised his foot, and slammed it into the side of the door where the lock was. The door swung open, smashing into the wall next to it. George walked in and looked around. The place looked trashed. George pulled his beretta from it's holster as Henry followed him.
"You lot stay here. Keep an eye out for anything." Henry said to the others, then stood near to George, studying the mess. "Looks like something bad happened here." he stated.
"It doesn't make sense." George muttered. "Why would people trash this place, then lock it again?" Henry didn't answer, and tightened the grip on his weapon. They slowly looked around the shop. George picked up a screwed up scrap of paper and unfolded it to reveal a map of L.A., then folded it back up and placed it in his pocket. "Got it." he told Henry.
"Get down!" Henry replied. At first Gorge wondered what he was doing, then suddenly dropped to the floor. Henry pulled the trigger of his gun twice, and George heard something crash to the ground behind him. He turned around and saw a dead zombie, two bullet holes in the center of it's skull. George looked back at Henry, then stood up, brushing himself down.
"Thanks." he said. He glanced back at the zombie, then they made their way back out of the shop.
"Get the map?" Kylie asked them both. George took it out of his pocket.
"Right here." he answered. He opened it up, and they all gathered around it. George found the port. "There." he said. "I should be able to find it now."
"Ok then." Jake replied. "I think it would be better to abandon the chopper, it draws too much attention."
"Right then." Dave stated. "Let's get going before more of those guys turn up."
"Ok." George replied. He pointed at Trevor. "We'll lead." Trevor nodded, and ran to the car. Dave and Kylie grabbed their one, as did Henry and Lucy. Jake looked around, then at the wreckage of the car, still in flames.
"That was our car, wasn't it?" he asked. Anna nodded. Jake sighed, and they both opened the doors to the back of Henry's one.
"We've lost another two fighter planes near to the base, sir." Sargent Davies informed the colonel. "We believe it was Foreman."
"How can you be sure?" Colonel Taylor asked.
"Foreman escaped using a helicopter from the base. The last radio transmission from one of the jets declared they were under attack by a military helicopter." Sargent Davies explained. "We've sent out another four planes to the position, which will then search the area. We also have the helicopter on tracer, but it has not moved from it's location for several minutes now."
"Good work, Davies." Colonel Taylor said. "Inform me the moment anything is discovered."
"Ok, sir." Davies replied, and left the room.
Trevor skidded the car to a halt at the Port of Los Angeles, and the others stopped right behind him. They stepped out of their separate cars and studied the area. "Here we are." George stated. "Our last ticket out of Hell."
"Place looks deserted." Kylie said, still wary. They all walked away from the cars, holding their weapons tight until they determined that there was no threat on the port.
"What is it with the sudden lack of evil critters lately?" Jake asked everyone. "Back at the island, there seemed to be millions. Here there's hardly any."
"Isn't that a good thing?" Henry asked him.
"Yeah, it is. Just a bit strange, that's all." Jake replied.
"I don't wanna stick around for when we find them. Let's just get a boat and get the hell outta here." Lucy stated. Anna nodded, and walked over to one of the nearby boats. It was fairly big, larger than the one she and Jake used to escape Johnston Atoll.
"This one looks good enough." she exclaimed, looking at the others.
"I'll go look for some more engine oil incase we run out halfway." Jake declared.
"I'll help." George added, and they both ran towards the nearby warehouse. The inside of the large, metal building was dark and silent. The sunlight from outside penetrated the small holes where the metal had rusted away, and in the plastic windows either side of the place. Jake and George walked along slowly, looking for any oil containers for the boat. They reached some stairs, when they heard something bang upstairs.
"What was that?" Jake asked, trying to be as quiet as he could.
"I don't know." George whispered back, taking his pistol out again. "Let's find out." Jake did the same, and went up the stairs first. He slowly made his way up to the top floor, and peered along the floor. He could see nothing yet, so slowly and silently stood up to see the whole of the room.
On top of one of the long wooden tables was a long clawed creature, which George recognized as one of the ones that they'd seen in the cars before Jake returned. It hadn't spotted them yet. Jake made a hand signal to George telling him to wait there, and quietly made his way up onto the same level as the creature. He suddenly kicked a metal can, and it clattered across the floor. Jake held his breath as the creature heard him and turned around to see him.
"What the hell's taking them so long?" Anna questioned, worrying. She pulled herself up off the boat and onto the concrete ground.
"They'll be fine. They'll be here soon." Henry reassured her. Anna looked at the building again.
"I'm gonna go check on them. Wait here." she ordered. Before the others could argue, she ran towards the warehouse, pistol drawn. Lucy sighed, and walked back into the wheel house where Dave, Kylie and Trevor was. Henry stayed looking at the port, when he heard something. Slight thuds. They got slightly louder each time, and Henry crouched a bit lower. He suddenly remembered where he'd heard the sound before. When they were under attack from the Giants. Henry panicked, and ran back into the wheel house, and twisted the keys in the ignition.
"What are you doing?" Trevor asked, noticing the others weren't on the boat yet.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Henry replied as he ran to untie the boat from the dock. As he did, he saw one of the Giants turn the corner behind the warehouse. Henry pushed the dock, sending the boat out slightly, and ran back into the wheel house. He started the boat forward as the Giant spotted them, and it thundered toward them. The others looked at it in horror, wondering if it could jump to the boat, but it stopped on the side of the dock, and roared at them, raising it's arms at the same time.
Anna walked to the stairs of the warehouse, oblivious to the dangers both outside and upstairs. She could hear nothing except the wind outside, and maybe some slight thudding outside. "Jake?" she called quietly, trying not to alert anything hiding.
The creature looked at Jake menacingly, then continued with what it was doing. It was feasting upon the corpse of a man, probably who hid here until the creature attacked. "Jake?" came Anna's voice, startling Jake, George, and the creature. It looked up again, listening for the voice again.
"Don't come up here." Jake stated, not taking his eyes off the creature, slowly going for his gun. The creature swayed slightly, determining where it's prey's voice was coming from, then spotted George's non-moving body trying to hide. George noticed it spot him.
"Oh, shit..." he murmured, and the creature gave out a high pitched roar. It crashed through the junk on the table towards George, and both he and Jake drew their weapons quickly and fired at it. The creature was flung sideways off the table and into a pile of canisters, making a loud crashing noise. Anna ran up the stairs to see what was going on, and saw the dead creature. Jake looked around a bit more, and spotted his prize.
He picked up the large, plastic barrel of engine oil, and looked at the other two. "Finally we can get out of here." he stated. A loud roaring made all three of them jump, and George looked out of the window to see a Giant on the side of the dock where the boat was, which now was in the middle.
"Not yet." he replied, turning to the others. "We're stuck."
"Shit." Anna exclaimed, looking at the creature. The gunshots hadn't seemed to alert it of their location. "If we can signal to the others on the boat, they could get to the edge of the dock long enough for us to get on."
"I think I know how." Jake stated. The other two looked at him, wondering how he could do that. "This creature didn't attack me. It definitely knew I was here, but it did nothing. When I was in the vents on the base, I heard something about a test subject escaping. That was obviously me."
"What are you saying?" Anna asked him.
"I think I have the Omega virus in me." he declared.
"Omega virus?" George questioned, not hearing the name before.
"It's what Doctor Willow called it when he discovered it. It's what turns living creatures into these monsters." Jake explained.
"That's impossible." Anna stated. "Humans affected with the virus turn into zombies. You're not a zombie."
"I know." Jake replied. "I'm something else. I died back in that base. I was brought back. Look." He grabbed Anna's hand and rested her fingers on his neck, near to his wound, which had healed up slightly. She felt no pulse. She looked at him, shocked.
"Christ..." she whispered.
"I don't know what I am." Jake stated. "All I know is that I can't be killed by an exploding car, and that these creatures won't attack me. That's gonna be helpful."
"He's right." George said.
"What I'll do is go out there and call the others back. The creature out there won't attack me, so I'll be safe. You two hide up, and when the boat's almost to the edge, run like hell and jump on." Jake explained. Anna was still feeling his neck for a pulse. He took her hand and looked into her eyes. "I'm still me." he told her, then kissed her gently. As soon as they broke apart, he ran down the stairs, oil drum in hand.
Jake ran out into the open, and the Giant turned around to see him. It looked at him for a moment, then returned it's attention to the boat. Jake ran to the edge of the dock. "Hey!" he yelled. He saw Henry run out of the wheel house to the side of the boat. "Try and get as close as you can so we can jump on!"
"What about that!" Henry yelled back, pointing at the Giant. "Hey, why isn't it attacking you?"
"I'll explain later!" Jake shouted. Get as close as you can! I'll throw this on first!" Henry nodded, and ran back to the wheel house. He started directing the boat towards the dock. As soon as it was close enough, Jake hurled the oil drum aboard, and Trevor ran to it to make sure it wasn't burst. Jake looked at the Giant, which was lumbering towards the nearest part of the dock to the boat.
"How do we get past that thing?" Anna whispered to George, crouched behind a bundle of crates.
"I'm not sure." George replied. "I think I know a way."
"What is it?" Anna asked.
"As soon as that things far enough away, run to the boat." George answered.
"Ok. But how are we gonna get that thing out of the way in the first place?" Anna replied, wondering how this plan was going to work anyway. Without answering, George ran out from the cover and past the warehouse. "George!" Anna shouted, but was too late.
The Giant turned to see George running nearby, and roared. Jake turned to see him. "What are you doing?" he yelled.
"Saving your asses!" George answered, waving his arms at the Giant. It lumbered towards him. "Go!" he yelled. Anna hesitated, then ran to the edge of the dock to Jake.
"Quickly!" she shouted. "You can make it!"
"Get on the boat!" Jake ordered. Anna jumped on, and Jake ran after George and the Giant pursuing him. He turned the corner just in time to see the Giant skewer George on it's huge claw, and throw him against the metal wall of the warehouse, which broke under the pressure. Jake instantly knew his friend was dead, and ran back to the boat. He jumped on, and Henry pulled away, and started the boat out to sea. Anna and Dave ran over to Jake. "George is dead." Jake stated.
"Shit..." Anna murmured. They heard another roar as the Giant reappeared from behind the warehouse. Henry, Lucy, Trevor and Kylie ran to meet them on the boat.
"We're ok." Henry said. "We're gonna be ok."
"About bloody time." Trevor exclaimed. "Just as long as we find land before we die of natural causes. It'd be a real shame if that happened."
"Right now, some of us could do with sleep." Lucy declared. "I know I'm one of them."
"Same here." Kylie added.
"Ok, there'll be a cabin probably below us with beds and stuff. Whoever needs the rest, can finally do so." Jake told them. He walked to the wheel house and looked for the cabin door. He found it and opened it up. It was empty. He walked down into it, and turned on the light. The room lit up after a few moments, and there was four beds. "Grab them while you can." he told the others. Lucy, Kylie, Dave, Trevor and Anna walked down. There was enough for one each, except Kylie and Dave, who decided to share one.
"No funny business." Trevor stated. "I'm below you, remember."
"Alright, alright." Dave laughed slightly. Anna rolled over and looked at Jake, who was still standing there.
"You're not sleeping?" she asked. Jake shook his head.
"Don't need any." he replied. He walked over to her and knelt down. "You get some rest. You look like you need it." Anna smiled.
"Ok." she said. Jake kissed her, then hugged her tightly for a few moments.
"I love you." he whispered in her ear.
"I love you too." she replied. They kissed again, then Jake left the cabin, closing the door behind him after turning off the light. Jake looked outside. It was starting to get dark. Henry was sitting on a chair grafted into the wall.
"Not sleeping?" Jake asked.
"No. I'm fine." Henry replied. Jake sat on another chair. He looked around and saw a packet of cigarettes on a small table, along with a box of matches. He smiled slightly and picked them up. He took one out and offered Henry one. He took one, and Jake slung the packet back. He struck a match against the grainy side of the box, and the tip erupted into a small flame. Jake used it to light his cigarette, then chucked the box to Henry, who did the same.
"So," Jake said suddenly. "How have you found L.A.?"
"It wasn't too bad. Well, up until this whole thing started." Henry replied. Jake laughed slightly. "How long have you and Anna been together?"
"During the original outbreak on Johnston Atoll." Jake answered, taking in another lungful of smoke. "Seems like a long time. It's not long really. Maybe just over a week." There was more silence. "We made it, man." Jake stated, almost laughing. Henry smiled.
"Too right." he replied. "You almost didn't though."
"Yup. Good job they did whatever they did to me."
"What did they do anyway?"
"Use the virus to bring me back." Henry looked at him, shocked. "It's ok, I'm not like the other infected things. I just have their powers, or something. They were making a super race of soldiers I think. here was hundreds like me there."
"Christ." Henry said. "I'm glad we're not around to see them."
"Yeah." Jake replied. "But that's all behind us now. No more death and destruction."
"Where are we going, anyway?" Henry asked, looking out into the distance.
"Wherever. We can start again. The smaller the place, the less likely that goddamn virus'll have got there." Jake answered. "I think we'll do alright now."
Deep within the military base, sirens blared out throughout the complex. A tinny, mechanical female voice stated "Warning. Unauthorized opening of chambers 1 through 59, 73 75, 84 through 103..." every now and then, and every time adding another number as more of the creatures escaped. The place was filled with these sirens, and also screams of dying men and gunfire which never stopped.
Colonel Taylor sat at his desk, with his head in his hands. He had his pistol layed on his desk, and he listened to the mayhem outside. His entire base wa being overrun by the captures and tests they had made. He looked up slightly as his door was buckling under the pressure of creatures trying to get in from outside. He picked up his pistol and pointed it to the side of his head.
The door smashed open, and a wave of zombies, and other ungodly monsters poured into the room. Colonel Taylor pulled the trigger.
Sargent Davies walked into the room, none of the creatures bothered to attack him as they fed off the body of the colonel. He smiled at the feeding frenzy. "Welcome to the new beginning. Sir." he said, then turned around and slowly walked out of the room.
THE END
After surveying the wreckage of Alex and Rachel's car, they knew there was no way they could have survived. Trevor looked at the others. "Anyone else know the way to the port?" Jake looked at Anna.
"Port?" he asked. Anna smiled at him.
"Worked before." she stated. He smiled back slightly.
"There must be a map somewhere." Henry said. "There was before."
"Maybe there's one in a shop somewhere. A tourist's guide to L.A. or something." Lucy backed him up.
"They're right. We'll look for one." George stated. He walked over to what looked like a small store and pushed at the door. It was locked shut. He looked at the lock, and stood back slightly. He raised his foot, and slammed it into the side of the door where the lock was. The door swung open, smashing into the wall next to it. George walked in and looked around. The place looked trashed. George pulled his beretta from it's holster as Henry followed him.
"You lot stay here. Keep an eye out for anything." Henry said to the others, then stood near to George, studying the mess. "Looks like something bad happened here." he stated.
"It doesn't make sense." George muttered. "Why would people trash this place, then lock it again?" Henry didn't answer, and tightened the grip on his weapon. They slowly looked around the shop. George picked up a screwed up scrap of paper and unfolded it to reveal a map of L.A., then folded it back up and placed it in his pocket. "Got it." he told Henry.
"Get down!" Henry replied. At first Gorge wondered what he was doing, then suddenly dropped to the floor. Henry pulled the trigger of his gun twice, and George heard something crash to the ground behind him. He turned around and saw a dead zombie, two bullet holes in the center of it's skull. George looked back at Henry, then stood up, brushing himself down.
"Thanks." he said. He glanced back at the zombie, then they made their way back out of the shop.
"Get the map?" Kylie asked them both. George took it out of his pocket.
"Right here." he answered. He opened it up, and they all gathered around it. George found the port. "There." he said. "I should be able to find it now."
"Ok then." Jake replied. "I think it would be better to abandon the chopper, it draws too much attention."
"Right then." Dave stated. "Let's get going before more of those guys turn up."
"Ok." George replied. He pointed at Trevor. "We'll lead." Trevor nodded, and ran to the car. Dave and Kylie grabbed their one, as did Henry and Lucy. Jake looked around, then at the wreckage of the car, still in flames.
"That was our car, wasn't it?" he asked. Anna nodded. Jake sighed, and they both opened the doors to the back of Henry's one.
"We've lost another two fighter planes near to the base, sir." Sargent Davies informed the colonel. "We believe it was Foreman."
"How can you be sure?" Colonel Taylor asked.
"Foreman escaped using a helicopter from the base. The last radio transmission from one of the jets declared they were under attack by a military helicopter." Sargent Davies explained. "We've sent out another four planes to the position, which will then search the area. We also have the helicopter on tracer, but it has not moved from it's location for several minutes now."
"Good work, Davies." Colonel Taylor said. "Inform me the moment anything is discovered."
"Ok, sir." Davies replied, and left the room.
Trevor skidded the car to a halt at the Port of Los Angeles, and the others stopped right behind him. They stepped out of their separate cars and studied the area. "Here we are." George stated. "Our last ticket out of Hell."
"Place looks deserted." Kylie said, still wary. They all walked away from the cars, holding their weapons tight until they determined that there was no threat on the port.
"What is it with the sudden lack of evil critters lately?" Jake asked everyone. "Back at the island, there seemed to be millions. Here there's hardly any."
"Isn't that a good thing?" Henry asked him.
"Yeah, it is. Just a bit strange, that's all." Jake replied.
"I don't wanna stick around for when we find them. Let's just get a boat and get the hell outta here." Lucy stated. Anna nodded, and walked over to one of the nearby boats. It was fairly big, larger than the one she and Jake used to escape Johnston Atoll.
"This one looks good enough." she exclaimed, looking at the others.
"I'll go look for some more engine oil incase we run out halfway." Jake declared.
"I'll help." George added, and they both ran towards the nearby warehouse. The inside of the large, metal building was dark and silent. The sunlight from outside penetrated the small holes where the metal had rusted away, and in the plastic windows either side of the place. Jake and George walked along slowly, looking for any oil containers for the boat. They reached some stairs, when they heard something bang upstairs.
"What was that?" Jake asked, trying to be as quiet as he could.
"I don't know." George whispered back, taking his pistol out again. "Let's find out." Jake did the same, and went up the stairs first. He slowly made his way up to the top floor, and peered along the floor. He could see nothing yet, so slowly and silently stood up to see the whole of the room.
On top of one of the long wooden tables was a long clawed creature, which George recognized as one of the ones that they'd seen in the cars before Jake returned. It hadn't spotted them yet. Jake made a hand signal to George telling him to wait there, and quietly made his way up onto the same level as the creature. He suddenly kicked a metal can, and it clattered across the floor. Jake held his breath as the creature heard him and turned around to see him.
"What the hell's taking them so long?" Anna questioned, worrying. She pulled herself up off the boat and onto the concrete ground.
"They'll be fine. They'll be here soon." Henry reassured her. Anna looked at the building again.
"I'm gonna go check on them. Wait here." she ordered. Before the others could argue, she ran towards the warehouse, pistol drawn. Lucy sighed, and walked back into the wheel house where Dave, Kylie and Trevor was. Henry stayed looking at the port, when he heard something. Slight thuds. They got slightly louder each time, and Henry crouched a bit lower. He suddenly remembered where he'd heard the sound before. When they were under attack from the Giants. Henry panicked, and ran back into the wheel house, and twisted the keys in the ignition.
"What are you doing?" Trevor asked, noticing the others weren't on the boat yet.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Henry replied as he ran to untie the boat from the dock. As he did, he saw one of the Giants turn the corner behind the warehouse. Henry pushed the dock, sending the boat out slightly, and ran back into the wheel house. He started the boat forward as the Giant spotted them, and it thundered toward them. The others looked at it in horror, wondering if it could jump to the boat, but it stopped on the side of the dock, and roared at them, raising it's arms at the same time.
Anna walked to the stairs of the warehouse, oblivious to the dangers both outside and upstairs. She could hear nothing except the wind outside, and maybe some slight thudding outside. "Jake?" she called quietly, trying not to alert anything hiding.
The creature looked at Jake menacingly, then continued with what it was doing. It was feasting upon the corpse of a man, probably who hid here until the creature attacked. "Jake?" came Anna's voice, startling Jake, George, and the creature. It looked up again, listening for the voice again.
"Don't come up here." Jake stated, not taking his eyes off the creature, slowly going for his gun. The creature swayed slightly, determining where it's prey's voice was coming from, then spotted George's non-moving body trying to hide. George noticed it spot him.
"Oh, shit..." he murmured, and the creature gave out a high pitched roar. It crashed through the junk on the table towards George, and both he and Jake drew their weapons quickly and fired at it. The creature was flung sideways off the table and into a pile of canisters, making a loud crashing noise. Anna ran up the stairs to see what was going on, and saw the dead creature. Jake looked around a bit more, and spotted his prize.
He picked up the large, plastic barrel of engine oil, and looked at the other two. "Finally we can get out of here." he stated. A loud roaring made all three of them jump, and George looked out of the window to see a Giant on the side of the dock where the boat was, which now was in the middle.
"Not yet." he replied, turning to the others. "We're stuck."
"Shit." Anna exclaimed, looking at the creature. The gunshots hadn't seemed to alert it of their location. "If we can signal to the others on the boat, they could get to the edge of the dock long enough for us to get on."
"I think I know how." Jake stated. The other two looked at him, wondering how he could do that. "This creature didn't attack me. It definitely knew I was here, but it did nothing. When I was in the vents on the base, I heard something about a test subject escaping. That was obviously me."
"What are you saying?" Anna asked him.
"I think I have the Omega virus in me." he declared.
"Omega virus?" George questioned, not hearing the name before.
"It's what Doctor Willow called it when he discovered it. It's what turns living creatures into these monsters." Jake explained.
"That's impossible." Anna stated. "Humans affected with the virus turn into zombies. You're not a zombie."
"I know." Jake replied. "I'm something else. I died back in that base. I was brought back. Look." He grabbed Anna's hand and rested her fingers on his neck, near to his wound, which had healed up slightly. She felt no pulse. She looked at him, shocked.
"Christ..." she whispered.
"I don't know what I am." Jake stated. "All I know is that I can't be killed by an exploding car, and that these creatures won't attack me. That's gonna be helpful."
"He's right." George said.
"What I'll do is go out there and call the others back. The creature out there won't attack me, so I'll be safe. You two hide up, and when the boat's almost to the edge, run like hell and jump on." Jake explained. Anna was still feeling his neck for a pulse. He took her hand and looked into her eyes. "I'm still me." he told her, then kissed her gently. As soon as they broke apart, he ran down the stairs, oil drum in hand.
Jake ran out into the open, and the Giant turned around to see him. It looked at him for a moment, then returned it's attention to the boat. Jake ran to the edge of the dock. "Hey!" he yelled. He saw Henry run out of the wheel house to the side of the boat. "Try and get as close as you can so we can jump on!"
"What about that!" Henry yelled back, pointing at the Giant. "Hey, why isn't it attacking you?"
"I'll explain later!" Jake shouted. Get as close as you can! I'll throw this on first!" Henry nodded, and ran back to the wheel house. He started directing the boat towards the dock. As soon as it was close enough, Jake hurled the oil drum aboard, and Trevor ran to it to make sure it wasn't burst. Jake looked at the Giant, which was lumbering towards the nearest part of the dock to the boat.
"How do we get past that thing?" Anna whispered to George, crouched behind a bundle of crates.
"I'm not sure." George replied. "I think I know a way."
"What is it?" Anna asked.
"As soon as that things far enough away, run to the boat." George answered.
"Ok. But how are we gonna get that thing out of the way in the first place?" Anna replied, wondering how this plan was going to work anyway. Without answering, George ran out from the cover and past the warehouse. "George!" Anna shouted, but was too late.
The Giant turned to see George running nearby, and roared. Jake turned to see him. "What are you doing?" he yelled.
"Saving your asses!" George answered, waving his arms at the Giant. It lumbered towards him. "Go!" he yelled. Anna hesitated, then ran to the edge of the dock to Jake.
"Quickly!" she shouted. "You can make it!"
"Get on the boat!" Jake ordered. Anna jumped on, and Jake ran after George and the Giant pursuing him. He turned the corner just in time to see the Giant skewer George on it's huge claw, and throw him against the metal wall of the warehouse, which broke under the pressure. Jake instantly knew his friend was dead, and ran back to the boat. He jumped on, and Henry pulled away, and started the boat out to sea. Anna and Dave ran over to Jake. "George is dead." Jake stated.
"Shit..." Anna murmured. They heard another roar as the Giant reappeared from behind the warehouse. Henry, Lucy, Trevor and Kylie ran to meet them on the boat.
"We're ok." Henry said. "We're gonna be ok."
"About bloody time." Trevor exclaimed. "Just as long as we find land before we die of natural causes. It'd be a real shame if that happened."
"Right now, some of us could do with sleep." Lucy declared. "I know I'm one of them."
"Same here." Kylie added.
"Ok, there'll be a cabin probably below us with beds and stuff. Whoever needs the rest, can finally do so." Jake told them. He walked to the wheel house and looked for the cabin door. He found it and opened it up. It was empty. He walked down into it, and turned on the light. The room lit up after a few moments, and there was four beds. "Grab them while you can." he told the others. Lucy, Kylie, Dave, Trevor and Anna walked down. There was enough for one each, except Kylie and Dave, who decided to share one.
"No funny business." Trevor stated. "I'm below you, remember."
"Alright, alright." Dave laughed slightly. Anna rolled over and looked at Jake, who was still standing there.
"You're not sleeping?" she asked. Jake shook his head.
"Don't need any." he replied. He walked over to her and knelt down. "You get some rest. You look like you need it." Anna smiled.
"Ok." she said. Jake kissed her, then hugged her tightly for a few moments.
"I love you." he whispered in her ear.
"I love you too." she replied. They kissed again, then Jake left the cabin, closing the door behind him after turning off the light. Jake looked outside. It was starting to get dark. Henry was sitting on a chair grafted into the wall.
"Not sleeping?" Jake asked.
"No. I'm fine." Henry replied. Jake sat on another chair. He looked around and saw a packet of cigarettes on a small table, along with a box of matches. He smiled slightly and picked them up. He took one out and offered Henry one. He took one, and Jake slung the packet back. He struck a match against the grainy side of the box, and the tip erupted into a small flame. Jake used it to light his cigarette, then chucked the box to Henry, who did the same.
"So," Jake said suddenly. "How have you found L.A.?"
"It wasn't too bad. Well, up until this whole thing started." Henry replied. Jake laughed slightly. "How long have you and Anna been together?"
"During the original outbreak on Johnston Atoll." Jake answered, taking in another lungful of smoke. "Seems like a long time. It's not long really. Maybe just over a week." There was more silence. "We made it, man." Jake stated, almost laughing. Henry smiled.
"Too right." he replied. "You almost didn't though."
"Yup. Good job they did whatever they did to me."
"What did they do anyway?"
"Use the virus to bring me back." Henry looked at him, shocked. "It's ok, I'm not like the other infected things. I just have their powers, or something. They were making a super race of soldiers I think. here was hundreds like me there."
"Christ." Henry said. "I'm glad we're not around to see them."
"Yeah." Jake replied. "But that's all behind us now. No more death and destruction."
"Where are we going, anyway?" Henry asked, looking out into the distance.
"Wherever. We can start again. The smaller the place, the less likely that goddamn virus'll have got there." Jake answered. "I think we'll do alright now."
Deep within the military base, sirens blared out throughout the complex. A tinny, mechanical female voice stated "Warning. Unauthorized opening of chambers 1 through 59, 73 75, 84 through 103..." every now and then, and every time adding another number as more of the creatures escaped. The place was filled with these sirens, and also screams of dying men and gunfire which never stopped.
Colonel Taylor sat at his desk, with his head in his hands. He had his pistol layed on his desk, and he listened to the mayhem outside. His entire base wa being overrun by the captures and tests they had made. He looked up slightly as his door was buckling under the pressure of creatures trying to get in from outside. He picked up his pistol and pointed it to the side of his head.
The door smashed open, and a wave of zombies, and other ungodly monsters poured into the room. Colonel Taylor pulled the trigger.
Sargent Davies walked into the room, none of the creatures bothered to attack him as they fed off the body of the colonel. He smiled at the feeding frenzy. "Welcome to the new beginning. Sir." he said, then turned around and slowly walked out of the room.
THE END