He threw the gun box over the window, positive that anything inside would be protected by the metal outside and cushioned inside. After securing his loaded revolver into his waist band, he readied himself to go through the window.
Tony took a last look at his father's corpse as he made his way out the window and slowly lowered himself out of the window. The house had been built into the ground, so that the second floor window was thankfully closer to the ground than an average one would be. Unfortunately, it wasn't that much closer, with Tony's feet dangling a good 4 feet from the ground, and the concrete drive way would be less than forgiving. For a second, Tony tried to decide whether or not to get back inside and try to go through the front door, but the sound of door finally beginning to splinter made the decision for him. He jumped down as the zombies that had formerly been his mother and aunt broke through the locked door to his parent's bed room.
Tony fell with a crouch in an attempt to lessen the shock to his knees. The concrete had been unforgiving as Tony had thought, but nothing was broken. Tony went to the long gun box where it had fallen and scooped it up. He opened the door to his pickup and chucked the gun box and his book bag into the back seat of his pickup and looked at the gate.
It was a simple heavy fence that would need to be opened manually. Thought at the moment it seemed as if most of the zombies were no where around, Tony was still a little scared. He took a off the gate key off of his key ring and put the car key into the ignition. Tony took a deep breath and jogged to the lock as he unholstered his revolver. He inserted the key and turned it as he nervously looked about. He tore the lock off and put it into his pocket just in case he could use it. As he pushed the heavy gate, a group of three zombies from across the street began to notice the human pushing the big white thing. They along with several others started to stumble forward towards Tony.
Tony began to notice the stumbling figures as he pushed the gate completely out of the way of the driveway's path. He hurried to his car where he turned the key, to which he was replied by the whirring of a car that refused to start.
"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME!" He screamed in terror as he continued to attempt to start his truck. The zombies inched closer and closer as Tony turned the key over and over. The zombies began to reach the driveway as the car finally started. Tony drove forward taking down three zombies along the way. He put his gun next to him where it could be easy to reach.
He then turned to the right and reached the main street where he took a left onto it. He drove quickly for no apparent reason as he looked around at the carnage of the city. Everywhere people were either dead, dying or part of the undead. Tony stared at the road to keep from looking at the massacre that was happening all around him. Tony tightened his grip on the steering wheel trying to think of where to go. At the next light, he took a right for no real reason. As he continued down the street, he suddenly spotted a woman near a restaurant on a corner attempting to fight off a crowd of the undead.
The woman was 5'7",athletic and wore a trim dark blue suit. Her short black hair matched with her thin eyes, which at the moment went every which way to seek out where the next attack would come from. From the gold badge gleaming from her belt and the standard issue semi-auto pistol she was firing, it could be reasonable inferred that she was a cop. Tony turned sharply on the empty street and stopped 2 yards from the woman.
"Get in!" He yelled as he proceeded to kill four of the five zombies surrounding the woman. She ignored the last zombie and ran to the truck. As she frantically entered the vehicle. Tony pulled away as fast as he could.
"What's your name?" Tony asked while the truck sped down the street.
"Detective Vivian Wai" she said with authority as she checked her issue 9mm.
"Detective eh? What are you doing around around here?" He looked around noting how the street was filled with various businesses, some of which were haphazardly barricaded.
"I was investigating a homicide when the "victim" got up and started eating the crime scene technicians." Vivian said as she looked out at the various helpless victims of whatever the hell was going on. "Listen, I need to get to my cousin's house. She's all alone and needs my help."
"You do realize she's probably dead right?" Tony said bluntly. In his mind he scolded himself for being a social idiot. At times he thought he was Autistic as a child and it went away a little. He was always doing stupid things like that.
"Well she might be ok!" Vivian said with a bit of force. She then lowered her head and whispered "I made a promise. At least I'll be able to put her out of her misery if she's..."
As Tony saw that Vivian looked as if she was about to cry, he thought of how much he didn't want to see her cry.
'The hell with it' he thought 'at least I'll die trying to do a good deed.'
"How many bullets do you have left?" Tony asked.
"10 in my gun and 15 in my spare clip." Vivian said as she looked up.
"Where does your cousin live?" Tony asked.
"Five blocks down, two to the right" Vivian said. She seemed to be acting prim and proper like when Tony had asked her name.
'What a mood swing' he thought.
"Do me a favor" Tony said remembering what was in the back seat. "Can you grab the gun boxes in the back? One's in my book bag." Vivian grabbed them both clumsily and put them on her lap.
"Open the small one and reload this" He said as he moved his revolver closer to her.
"The code is 1-4-0-1-2" Vivian opened it, and picked up the revolver.
"Umm..." She said as she stared blankly at the revolver.
"Press the small button thing on the right side behind the cylinder, swing out the cylinder push out the used rounds and put in the new ones" Tony said as he got closer to his destination. Vivian followed Tony's instructions and put in the two bullets from the gun box into the gun along with the live cartridges Tony hadn't fired yet. She then gently pushed the cylinder into position.
"What's the code to the second box" Vivian said, preferring to take the initiative than be told what to do.
"1-1-2-0-8, there should be a shotgun in there" Tony said. Vivian opened it and looked inside.
"There's no shotgun" Vivian said simply.
"Shit" Tony said quietly "I forgot my brother took it on his damn hunting trip. God damnit, I've been hauling around an empty gun box."
"Well its not empty. There are two bandoleers filled with bullets and a pair of holsters.
"What?" He said as he looked at the bandoleers. Never in all his life had he seen such a beautiful site he thought. "What caliber? Look at the..."
"bottom of the bullet." Vivian finished. "Don't you think I know this?" Not with out a little resentment. Tony just looking forward noticing he was a block away from his turn.
"They're .45 colt" Vivian said. "It's the same caliber as your revolvers right? I'll load them." Tony didn't know what to say. He took a right at the light noting that it wasn't really working.
'Two blocks. What the hell am I getting my self into?' Tony thought as he saw some rotting corpses attack a small group of people. The neighborhood looked like any normal hood, adding a little more darkenss and a hell of a lot more zombies, Vivian put the bandoleers next to Tony, on top of which she placed the guns in their holsters. They rode the rest of the way in silence, watching the horrible sights ahead of them. The silence was suddenly pierced by Vivian's sudden screech.
"STEPHANIE!!" she yelled when they were only 10 feet away from the corner. Vivian got out and ran towards a two story beige house which was being infested by the undead. As the detective made it to the house, she began to fire at the three zombies in front of the house. After putting them down, she disappeared into the house. Tony, unsure what to do, parked the car closer to the house. He grabbed his weapons out of the holsters and hastily put on his bandoleer cross style, giving him the look of a strange revolutionary. Tony ran out of the car and into the house, putting down two zombies along the way.