Author's Note: Sorry! I haven't written for a long time! Here's another chapter to those still interested in this story! X3 Thank you to those who reminded me of this story! XD
Chapter o4: Gums and Smoke PART ONE
"L-let go, damn…" Leon muttered as he clenched his teeth and his canines grinded forcefully against them. If the world was turning black, he wasn't going to let himself be the one experiencing it. He let out another small curse, trying to pry the grip from his sore neck.
"Hey!" quacked Donald. He waddled furiously forward, even pushing Goofy out of the way with a one hand tackle. The Disney canine yelped, nearly colliding with the house wall, whilst the duck rose his wand wielding wing - visible static started to reverberate along the décor. "Leon!"
Then the laws of science blew up in front of the government officer's face. It began with a clutter of static emerging over the villager's head then escalated into a bundle of violent lightning that stuck its target dead on. Leon's ears filled with what he considered painful shrieks and the thunder that followed the blast. Even he was shocked to the point that he had forgotten the stranglehold on him had loosened.
"Come, on Leon!" Sora dashed out and grabbed him by the arm.
The nuts and bolts functioned properly once more as Leon's legs were dragged a few steps closer to the open door. As the group entered the abandoned house, he made Sora let go and he be the one to gladly shut the rotting door in the attackers' faces. But they wouldn't give up as easily as that. The group could hear the incessant scratching behind the block of wood. Leon looked around. "Hey, kid, see that drawer? Take it and-…" As his hand gestured towards the door, the group was disrupted by a crashing noise and sound of falling, broken glass. "Tch! Damn! Who are these people."
He started towards the stairs. "Block the door!"
Sora quickly went beside the drawer. Unfortunately, his strength alone wasn't enough to push the furniture at a more swift pace. "Come on, Goofy, Donald!" he grunted as he pushed the thing a little farther.
"Uh, Sora…" Donald started.
And Goofy finished with his renown yelp. "We gots another problem!"
Heartless had started to slip underneath the wood. Their flat pancake forms straightened into their 3D dimensions. Each of them eyed the trio stuck on the bottom floor, a few seemingly attracted to the heart running upstairs. "Come on, give us a break!" Sora leapt away from his previous duty and summoned his Keyblade.
Outside, a series of brief conversation ensued.
"¡Por ahí!"
"¡No dejen que se escape!"
"¡Bloquéale el paso!"
And a not so wanted guest made his entrance. Nearly a foot taller than the rest of the villagers, he had a wheat bag covering his head. What grotesque sight underneath the yellow fabric couldn't be seen, but traces of blood dotted the eye sockets that revealed his bloodlust pupils. The red liquid continued to decorate his shirt, but even worse, it decorated the weapon that was held in his hand. Dragged forward like a rag doll, an old toy he always enjoyed playing with, was a chainsaw. Its blade was a crusty red, finally being used after such a long time. He pulled the string and it purred with content. For its victim, it was the signal for shivers to run down their spines.
"¡Agárrenlo!"
Leon made it upstairs. Then he smiled… a little. A shotgun lied comfortably on its rack right in front of him. Talk about good timing. He turned to see where the ruckus had started. A single villager was making its way up into the window on the second floor. The officer could see the ladder they had propped up. So… they're not just mindless zombies.He, almost gracefully, took the weapon that rested on the wall and walked forward. The glass crushed underneath his boot. Man, there better be a few bullets.He raised the two-barreled weapon and pressed it against the forehead of his guest.
"¡Te voy a matar!" the villager snarled.
"Sorry, we're closed."
Saying the bullets just entered would have been an understatement. It was like a balloon filled with water had finally decided to pop. But, Leon didn't look away. As he watched the headless body fall to the ground, he pushed the now stained ladder away from its resting place. The prop hovered momentarily straight up in the air then fell flat on the ones still clinging on to its support in mid-air.
"HEY! We need a little help!" said a stuttering, nasal toned voice. The duck. Leon quickly ravaged the upstairs floor. He found several more possible reloads laying on a desk as well as a grenade hiding inside its sealed glass cabinet. Breaking the obstacle with his combat knife, he picked it up. This'll be useful.
Downstairs was becoming a full house. The Heartless were pouring in as much as they could and the entrance door was cracking. Sora stabbed his blade into one of the little black monsters and threw it into the rest of the black mass. He looked to Donald and Goofy. "Come on, we can handle these guys easy!" As he turned back to their opponents, the boy swung his blade like a boomerang. The Keyblade left his possession and spun viciously through the Heartless crowd. Many of them shattered into obsidian dust as it curved and rightly returned to Sora.
More Heartless came to return their lost allies' places.
"Uh, Sora! What about them!" Goofy shouted.
The door crimpled like paper. Its center shattered into pieces as a rotating blade sliced right through. The wheat bag man, Dr. Salvador as the villagers called him, crushed through the remnants. He raised his chainsaw, groaned, and moved closer to Sora and company.
Sora's eyes widened. "You've got to be kidding me!"
"Wagh! That's a creepy fello'!" Goofy commented as he almost huddled behind his shield. But he toughed up, slightly pulled up one of his sleeve, and he stepped forward. "Aw, I can handle this!" The canine slammed his Micky Mouse emblem decorated shield into Salvador, who relented by swinging his blade at the large piece. Metal scratched against metal. Sparks flew.
"Why, you…!" the fully infuriated Donald cried. He raised his wand once more. Sora quickly stopped him.
"Wait, Donald! He's human!"
"But, S-Sora!"
"Stay behind that shield!" a familiar voice shouted.
"Leon!" Sora shouted, relieved.
The duck scoffed. He would have crossed his arms angrily if the situation would have allowed him to. "Took that guy long enough!"
Pulling the clip, the government official threw his newly stolen grenade into the room. It landed dead between Salvador and the mini-army of Heartless. As it rolled slightly closer to the disfigured beasts, their antennas twitched.
Then it exploded. Taking a few of the Heartless in its fire, the rest scattered as Salvador was blasted off his feet. Seeing the momentary emptiness, Leon leapt from the stairs where he took cover. He could hear the dragging of feet from upstairs. The villagers that were pushing to get into the now more available room were blown away by a pair of shotgun bullets. He looked down onto the man who once wielded the chainsaw; he was still alive.
Twitching fingers almost gripped the weapon once again, but Leon kicked it out from Salvador's grasp. He slipped the shotgun into a holster located on his back. Stealing the chainsaw from the ground, he nodded towards the open door strewn with fallen corpses. "Before it gets crowded again, let's run." The engine sputtered loudly once more as Leon pulled the bloody arsenal's string. He slammed it into the cranium of Salvador as he uttered his last groan. The other three couldn't help but look away.
"What are you doing, Leon? We can't just kill these people," Sora started, not wanting to look where their friend was standing.
"Kid, I don't think they're people anymore." He sighed, "It's just like my welcoming party back as my first day as a police officer. Well, they're not zombies either…" The officer searched the still body as he spoke and found a package of bullets just right for his handgun. "They're a little more intelligent than that. Anyways," Leon continued as he unhooked his shotgun. "I think it's time to go."
From far off, the bell of a church started to ring. It swung heavily back and forth and, each time, rung with a rusty but noticeable tone. The rest of the villagers who were drawing closer to the house the outsiders had inhabited turned to it. They looked up at the bell and began to mutter in almost hypnotic tones. "La campana... Es hora de rezar... Tenemos que irons," they whispered. One stated even louder, "Lord Saddler." Even the ones just feet away from Sora began to ignore them, as if they never even had existed. Leon raised his gun, but they didn't pay attention. Instead, all of them began leaving the house and dragged themselves to where the bell had sounded.
"Huh…?" The officer stepped outside, just as everyone had disappeared. Donald peeked out warily, Sora followed - his head being right above the duck's -, and Goofy did the same.
"Where'd they all go?" Sora asked then gave out a cry of surprise. Goofy, who had lost his balance, dog piled on the two underneath him.
"Hi-hyuk! Sorry, you two." Donald, who had lost all his patience during the skirmish, blew his top. He quacked violently and sputtered undecipherable words. He raised his foot and kicked Goofy right in the rear end.
Leon shook his head. "Who knows? Bingo?"