In the middle of the street parked not too far in front of the bus, Jefferson grunted as another fist crashed into his side. Groaning and leaning back against the hood of the truck, he looked up to the sky and started to laugh maniacally, blood covering his teeth. Raising his head slowly and laughing, Jefferson was breathing shallowly as he looked the goon in his eyes.
"Your mama...must have taken you back to the zoo, once she popped you out of that hairy snatch of hers, huh monkey boy?" Jefferson smiled and taunted as he started howling and puffing his chest up like a monkey.
The goon bared his teeth and reared his fist back, punching Jefferson in his face.
"JEFFERSON!" Graham struggled against the man above him.
"WOULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" Kristoff yelled at him from his position on the ground.
The goon yanked Jefferson forward and slammed him back down on the hood of the truck. As he continued to laugh the whole time, the goon quickly took out a knife and held it to Jefferson's neck.
"You better listen to your friends Jefferson." He sneered, "Shut your damn mouth, or I will slit your fucking throat boy."
Jefferson kept laughing and gasping for his breath, "I'm sorry." He laughed. "I'm sorry I can't- I didn't get that. I don't speak monkey!" he hollered in his face and laughed more.
"STOP FUCKING LAUGHING!" The goon slammed him back down on the hood again.
"Hey. Hey! Nikko! Don't fuck up my truck man." Walsh waltz over, kicking his heels up as he held Jefferson's rifle in his hands.
Nikko threw Jefferson to the ground and he groaned as he hit his side, breathing heavy and looking over to see Graham's worried expression.
"Get them on their knees." Walsh ordered and the other two goons lifted their feet off of Kristoff and Graham's backs.
They pulled them up off the ground and onto their knees, now able to look up and around. Kristoff saw Mulan and Ruby being lead over at gun point, their hands over their heads.
Walsh's truck was parked just a little in front of the bus, that's why they didn't see them coming, they were near the back. They lined them all up in the middle of the street a few feet away from their black truck.
There were seven of them out here plus the one that walked off towards the fireworks store, but he hadn't come out yet, two of them were still sitting in the truck. So they were only out numbered by two, but some of these guys were kind of bulky. Nikko jacked Jefferson up by his collar and drug him over to the rest in line, pushing him to his knees.
"Go on...get over there." Walsh looked back at the women with their hands up, biting his bottom lip and smirking as the walked by. "Mhmm. There's still some good left in this world boys."
Ruby cringed and quickly moved forward as Walsh reached his hand out to touch her. Only a few spaces apart, getting down on her knees between Kristoff and Mulan, Ruby looked down at Graham and then Jefferson and she gasped.
"Jefferson." Ruby moved to get to him but they quickly pulled her back down.
"None of that now. Stay in line." Nikko pushed her down.
Ruby huffed and then noticed Emma wasn't in the line. Quickly looking around she started to panic, she wasn't dead in the street, Ruby looked to Kristoff. He quickly shook his head and stopped her from saying anything. Ruby looked up at Walsh and at the other goons following his lead.
Walsh looked over every one of them and smiled brightly, walking along in front of them.
"Well now..." he smiled, "How y'all doing?"
"Just take what you want and let us go." Kristoff huffed.
"The polite thing to say back is, "I'm well Walsh. How are you?"" Walsh rolled his eyes.
"We aren't playing your stupid games." Ruby sneered. "Take what you want and fucking go."
Walsh sucked his teeth and walked down the line till he was in front of Ruby. Tilting his head from side to side as he looked her over, sucking his teeth again he brought his hand back and slapped her across the face. Ruby fell over from the force of it, and touched her face, wincing at how much it stung.
"DONT YOU EVER! SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY AGAIN!" Walsh barked down at her and pushed her down with his foot.
Kristoff growled and yelled, moving to attack Walsh but Walsh moved quickly backing up and aiming the rifle at his chest. Walsh's goons quickly grabbed Kristoff and held him down on his knees.
"Woah! Woah! Now big boy! Don't you come at me like that! I almost blew your fucking face off!" Walsh laughed and placed a hand over his heart.
Walsh stepped back as Kristoff struggled against the goons hold, looking up he saw his 8th man walking back from the fireworks store.
"No one was in there, Walsh." The man shook his head.
"I for sure counted six." A man behind Mulan spoke up.
"I did too...She must've got scared and run off then." Walsh sucked his teeth. "No worries." He turned back to Ruby and smiled with his teeth. "She couldn't have gotten very far on foot. After we're done with you lot...We'll track her down...That pretty blonde hair is gonna look so good wrapped up in my hands."
Walsh smiled down at Ruby sinisterly.
"We're going to keep those two right?" Another good spoke up, he was eyeing Mulan down.
"Oh definitely! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Walsh shook his head dramatically. "We'll even keep you too, pretty boy." he looked over to Graham and smiled as he winked his way. "All three of you will do real nice on the road."
Walsh kept walking down the line and looked over each one of them till he stopped at Jefferson.
"Damn Nikko." Walsh looked at his face. "You must have a bad mouth on you boy." Walsh squatted in front of him. "This is a real nice piece you got."
Looking down at Jefferson's M16A4 rifle, Jefferson customized it himself before the world went down this fucked up rabbit hole.
Weighing the rifle in his hands, Walsh put one knee down on the ground and aimed the gun right between Jefferson's eyes.
Jefferson didn't move choosing to stare straight down the barrel of the gun. Graham felt fear wash over him and he whimpered, he wanted to get up but the goon behind him was quick to hold him down. Walsh looked over to him and watched the fear grow in his eyes as he took the safety off.
"Is this your lover, pretty boy?" Walsh pushed the end of the rifle into Jefferson's skull.
Graham switched his gaze from the gun to look to Walsh, the desperate and worried look in his eyes told him all he needed to know. Walsh looked back to Jefferson who had a defiant grin on his lips. He smiled back and tapped the end of the gun on his chin.
"Who you die for pretty boy over here?" Walsh tipped his head towards Graham.
"Yes." Jefferson said without hesitation.
"Mmm." Walsh smiled, "What about the rest of them?"
"Yes...but I won't have to. Cause I'll kill you first." Jefferson huffed confidently. "With that rifle too."
Walsh smiled brightly at that and started to chuckle hauntingly. "Y'all hear that boys?!"
Walsh's goons started to laugh with him as he looked Jefferson in the eye.
"He says! He's going to kill me." Walsh laughed. "He's gone kill me!" he rose up to stand tall on his feet and aimed the rifle at Jefferson's chest.
"HE'S GONE KILL ME! LIKE I DON'T HAVE THIS GUN! POINTED RIGHT AT HIS FUCKING CHEST!" Walsh growled and sneered, baring his teeth and flaring his nose, with his finger pressing down on the trigger.
"NO! NO! NO! PLEASE! WALSH DON'T." Graham rushed forward and begged, the goon still holding him back.
"Oh now we're being real polite huh?!" Walsh flared his nose and laughed, breathing heavily as he stared Jefferson down. "I'm not gonna kill you first, Joker."
Walsh got into his face, pushing the end of the gun into his chest, into him repeatedly as he spoke.
"No! No! No! I'm going to make you watch! First we'll kill big boy, real slow make him really feel it. Then I'm going to make you watch while my men enjoy everything Red and Chinagirl over there have to give up. Ass. Tits and all." Walsh smiled and licked his teeth. "And pretty boy over there? Oh he's gone get it good from me! You're gonna have a front row seat to that show! My dick is just HARD thinking about the look that's gone be on your face! " Walsh barked and laughed out load.
The roar of a load engine rang out onto the quiet street, and everyone's heads turned to right, and Walshes and his goons left. They saw a figure in a blue leather jacket sitting on top of a black motorcycle.
Under the visor of the helmet Emma could see all of them in front of her from her position way down the road, it was a bit steamy but she could still see. Revving up the engine again, Emma starred directly at the white guy holding Jefferson's rifle.
The man spoke out to his goons and backed away from Jefferson, taking a step forward. Emma took a deep breath and revved up the engine again.
Walsh looked down the road at the figure on the bike and licked his bottom lip, squinting his eyes.
Emma had her backpack strapped tightly on her back and her hair was hidden beneath the helmet. With the homemade pipe explosives she taped together, placed firmly in the spaces of the front of the motorcycle, Emma took a deep breath, holding the lighter in her hand and gripped the throttle firmly.
Emma took out two smoke bombs from her pocket that she'd found and lit the fuses, immediately heavy black smoke started to release into the air and surrounded her, blocking off their few of her.
Balancing the smoke bombs on the bike and revving the bike up zooming forward, Emma used every muscle she could to ensure she didn't fall off the bike. Quickly coming up on the black truck, Emma sparked up the lighter again and lit the fuse of the homemade pipe bombs she taped together.
As she was being shot at by the goons, Emma had the bomb placed firmly in between her fingers and as the sparks started to fly, she quickly threw it out and it landed in the bed of their truck as she zoomed by dodging the goons standing behind the line of her people through the smoke.
Her helmet became foggy again but she still managed to hit her target and as she zoomed down road she looked back over her shoulder, after a three seconds and saw the back of the truck explode and fire shoot out into the air.
Ruby and the team all ducked and rolled away, cursing and moving quickly as the explosion blew them back. The two goons who were sitting in the truck most definitely dead, Walsh and his men all ducked too trying to dodge the explosion.
One of the smoke bombs fell from the bike and rolled into the middle of the street. Emma whipped the Yamaha around and stopped to catch her breath she couldn't really see through the fire and the smoke.
"Don't you fucking move." Walsh spoke out to them. "Anyone moves you shoot them." he ordered his men.
Standing up straight and stepping forward, Ruby watched him as he licked his bottom lip and then his teeth.
Ruby looked down at the motorcycle and saw black smoke shoot out and surround the figure and the bike. Hearing the bike zooming their way.
"SHOOT AT THAT BITCH!" Walsh ordered.
Seeing the smoke getting closer and realizing what was happening Ruby yelled out to her people and they all scattered as the motorcycle zoomed by. That was definitely Emma's jacket.
"SHIT! MOVE!"
Emma managed to dodge the goons and the bullets and continue down the street. The truck blew up and Ruby tried to lay down on the ground and brace herself but it blew her back. Rolling and listening to the ringing in her ears, Ruby groaned and quickly looked up, shaking her head and seeing a gun not too far from her on the ground.
There had been two men still in the truck that were most definitely dead from that blast, and Nikko was laying down on the ground, a windshield wiper lodged into his chest from the truck.
3 down.
Quickly Ruby moved to grab the gun as the others recovered. Looking behind her to help Mulan up, Ruby looked at the red flames and black smoke going up into the air. Glass and pieces of the now destroyed truck littered the ground, she didn't see Walsh though. Ruby stepped over some rubble and helped Kristoff up, looking over to her left as the smoke slacked up, she saw Graham wrestling on the floor with one of the goons through the smoke.
Kristoff rushed forward and tackled the man off of Graham, quickly taking his knife from his hip and stabbing the man in his eye. Listening to him scream out, Kristoff growled and pushed it deeper till he stopped and his body went limp.
4 down.
Having landed on the sidewalk a few feet away, Jefferson was covered in glass, but no one could see him laying there unconscious. Graham looked around and started to panic as he couldn't find him. Ruby looked back and saw figures through the black smoke.
"GET DOWN!" Ruby yelled out as bullets started to fly.
Down the road Emma heard Ruby's muffled yells threw the helmet and she revved up the bike again as shots started to go off. Groaning at weight of the bike, Emma gripped the throttle to have better control and zoomed forward back into the fight.
Ducking behind the nearest car, Ruby, Mulan, Kristoff and Graham all flinched as the shots kept ringing out.
"Where is Jefferson?! Did you see him?!" Graham frantically asked.
"We'll find him, Graham! Stay the fuck down!" Kristoff huffed, "I promise we will just stay down!"
"They're getting closer." Mulan hissed.
Hearing the revving of the motorcycle engine again, they all turned their heads. A rapid popping noise started going off and bright white lights could be seen, illuminating the figures through the black shield of smoke.
Emma quickly removed the firecrackers from her pocket, while on the bike and as the smoke began to clear she lit them up and held them at a distance. As she zoomed by a figure in the smoke she threw them at his body.
The man started to yell as the firecrackers popped at his feet and his skin. With the other smoke bomb still going on the bike, Emma turned around smoothly and raced back towards the three men out in the street. They shot at her of course, so Emma just targeted one of them. He couldn't see around him and Emma quickly took out her machete from her thigh and stabbed at his side as she zoomed by.
"FUCK!" He screamed from the pain of the knife and again as the bullets started flying his way, one hit him directly in the eye and his body jerked one last time as he fell.
The shots stopped coming their way and Ruby looked over the edge of the car, seeing Emma zoom by and stab one of the guys as they shot at her and then shot at their fellow man.
"FUCK!"
Emma zoomed down the street, the smoke following her.
"WHAT THE FUCK! YOU SHOT BOBBY!"
"I DIDN'T SHOOT HIM! YOU DID!"
Ruby heard the commotion and the firecrackers and quickly checked to make sure the handgun she found was loaded. Emma couldn't do all of this on her own.
Finding it fully loaded, Ruby quickly moved from behind the car and aimed at the figures in the smoke. Taking the shot she got one right in back and he screamed and fell to his knees, taking another shot she put a bullet into the side of that goons skull.
6 down.
The other goon started to shoot randomly out into the smoke and Ruby quickly ducked back behind the car as a bullet grazed the side of her arm.
Wincing as she fell back down, the other three immediately rushed to her.
"I'm alright! Just grazed me". Ruby quickly reassured. "We have to help Emma but I can't see him that well. There's too much smoke!"
"I'll do it!" Mulan said determined and Ruby handed her the gun.
Random shots still shooting out into the air, Mulan looked up hearing the engine of the motorcycle roar up again. Emma zoomed by once more but this time the smoke coming from her bike was white. As the black smoke mixed with the white, Mulan could clearly see the man's body being turned around in confusion.
Crouching down and getting into a firm position, Mulan took a steadying breath and brought her arms up as she put her finger on the trigger of the gun. Applying pressure and quickly pulling her finger back, Mulan aimed and took the shot. The goons head jerked to the back and he fell to ground, dead.
7 down.
Emma zoomed past the fire again and stopped a little ways from their trucks, completely out of breath. Pulling the visor up to get air and breathing harshly, Emma gripped the handles of the bike tight.
It was quiet again. No shots were ringing out. There was no doubt all this noise would attract the dead. They couldn't stay around here for much longer before they came and roamed the streets.
Quickly standing up and carefully rushing through the smoke, the four members looked around for Jefferson but couldn't find him. As they cleared through the smoke, Ruby coughed and looked up. Spotting the young blonde down the road, Emma was sitting on top of the motorcycle breathing hard.
Emma saw them come through the smoke and clapped and cheered, her cheers coming out muffled from the helmet. Pushing the bike forward at a nice speed Emma slowed down and brought her leg over the bike. Jogging along with it as she got closer, Emma pulled it back to a halt and kicked the stand down to leave the bike in the street.
Not too far from the trucks, Emma went into a slow jog and made her way to the rest of her team.
Ruby smiled as she saw Emma coming towards them, they were all sweaty and covered in soot and dirt. Ruby winced at her arm but they kept walking forward.
Emma wasn't too far from them now, but as she jogged toward them and slowed down into a walk clearly out of breath. A body tackled Emma from her right, knocking them both down to the ground. It was Walsh.
"EMMA!"
They all started to rush over as they heard biters behind them limping through the fire and coming out from the sides of the buildings in front of them.
She was almost to them! Just a little further. Emma was still out of breath and her muscles were burning, slowing down to take large steps, she went to take the helmet off of her head.
As she reached up a body collided with hers sending her crashing down to the ground. Whatever air that was left in her lungs was certainly gone now.
Landing on her side, Emma groaned and tried to turn but the man on top of her was stronger than her. She quickly turned on too her stomach, but that was a bad idea.
Walsh growled and wrapped his hands around the helmet, as began banging Emma's head into the ground repeatedly.
"YOU. LITTLE. BITCH." Walsh barked.
Emma felt her head pounding and heard the visor shattering under her face, her head bobbed around in the helmet and she couldn't keep her eyes open.
Walsh growled again half of his face was burnt from the explosion. He quickly reached for his knife, and turned Emma over, pushing her head up to expose her throat. He growled as he sat on top of her and pressed the knife to her throat.
Two shots rang out and Walsh's body jerked as he was shot in the back of the neck and in the back of the head. Behind them Jefferson watched his body fall to the side as he held his rifle limply in his hands, he tried to stay up right. Jefferson swallowed the blood in his mouth and leaned on the back of Regina's truck.
"I told you...I was going to kill you, bitch." Jefferson spat and started to laugh but winced.
Taking down the biters in front of them. Finally reaching Emma and running over, Mulan, Kristoff and Ruby moved Walsh away from Emma's body and looked at her face. Graham rushed over to Jefferson's side.
"Take the helmet off." Ruby rushed.
Kristoff unclipped it and Mulan lifted her head as they quickly pulled her free. Emma's skin was sweaty and heated, the frame of the helmet leaving big red marks on her face.
The glass from the visor cut under her eye and would no doubt leave a scar. Checking her body, they saw a cut near her neck that Walsh's knife made to her skin that would scar too. Other than that she didn't have any bullet wounds.
Emma groaned and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to roll over.
"No, no. Hey, stay still Em." Ruby soothed her.
Graham pushed the biters body away and saw Walsh's body jerk and fall as they got closer, looking to his left, for the shooter. He saw Jefferson holding his rifle and breathing heavily.
"Oh thank god." Graham whispered.
As the other three went right to check on Emma, Graham went left and rushed over to catch Jefferson before he fell.
"Woah. Hey." Graham wrapped his arms around Jefferson's torso and lowered them to the ground.
Jefferson groaned and yelled out as he felt pain in his ribs, sinking down to his knees his body sagged against the one beside him. Breathing through his pain and looking up and back, he saw that it was Graham.
"Graham?"
"I'm here. I got you." Graham cried.
"I'm fine, don't cry." Jefferson whispered.
"I know." Graham sniffed. "I couldn't find you in the smoke. I thought you were dead."
"No..." Jefferson sighed and laid his head back. "Not yet...Not today. M'still here." he whispered.
Graham openly sobbed and pulled him closer, Jefferson winced and patted his arms.
"I think my ribs are broken." Jefferson groaned.
Quickly Graham went to let go, "Oh God, I'm sorr-"
"I didn't say let go." Jefferson stopped him.
So Graham didn't let him go, Kristoff got up from the ground and rushed over to them. Seeing Jefferson's eyes closed and blood running from his mouth, he panicked.
"Is he alright?!" Kristoff touched his face.
Jefferson groaned and grinned cheekily through his pain. "I always knew you secretly cared about me, Ice man."
Kristoff let out deep breath and smirked.
"You just don't know when to shut your mouth do you Hatter?" Kristoff smirked.
"It's one of my...better character traits. Don't you think?" Jefferson groaned and gave him a bloody smile.
Kristoff scuffed and helped Graham get him up and over to the back seat of the truck.
Biters were starting to swarm the area and they needed to go. After getting Jefferson and his rifle into the truck and then helping Ruby and Mulan get a still groggy Emma into the truck. Kristoff looked back at the bike and raced over to it, swinging his leg over and turning the keys.
With Mulan and Graham driving the trucks, Kristoff followed them through the smoke on top of the motorcycle. Quickly he stopped and hopped off, shooting down a biter as he rushed over to the back of the bus.
Picking up the first drive belt from the ground and wrapping it around his body, Kristoff reached in for the second one but it was still stuck, stepping back and shooting at the engine's bolts three times it finally caved and he snatched the belt free.
Wrapping the second around his body and taking down another biter, Kristoff bent down and grabbed the bags of clothes and the bat Graham found earlier inside the bus and quickly balanced everything on the bike and sped off behind the rest of the team.
All six of them made it out alive. He was determined, all of this wasn't going to be for nothing.