Chapter 6: Under Painful Circumstances

With a dash and a slide, Kazuko manages to get behind a blue car, hidden away from the shooter on the second floor veranda. Not far from where the target is, thick leaves obscure his target. The only option is to get closer.

"You're fast." Vivian manages to catch up after dodging a few undead. They have to move as their footsteps had already caught the nearby cadavers' attention.

"Shake this, quick!" Kazuko hands the bag of canned drinks to her.

"What's the plan?" Vivian asks as she shakes the bag with vigour. The plastic noisily crumples in her grip, accompanied by the clatter of the cans in it. "Here," She returns the bag to him, panting quickly from the effort. "Don't tell me you're going to throw that."

"Okay," Kazuko lick his lips with interest as he holds the bag in his hand. "I won't tell you then." He adds a smile and prepares to stand.

"Well if you're throwing that, you have to listen to my plan too." Vivian grabs his shoulders and yanks him back to the ground.

"Owowowow!" He mutters in pain, rubbing his sore butt.

"Circle around the car and throw the bag just as he's about to see you. He'll panic and shoot the bag first, got it?"

"Yeah, what about you? What are you going to do?" Kazuko asks as he shakes the bag once again.

"I'm going into the house and see what have they hiding. On my signal okay mate?" The last line was in English but Kazuko manages to understand what she had just said. She tips her hat with an index and thumb and taps his shoulder to signal for him to stand. "Wait for it..."

The man fires the rifle and levers it quickly for another shot. There was no chance for the survivor to retaliate. Once the man was out of ammo, he takes cover behind all the zinc and wood around him and reloads the rifle.

"NOW!" Vivian gave Kazuko a push hard enough to send him quickly sprinting around the car and toward the survivor.

The man with the rifle pops out of cover only to see Kazuko dashing across the street with his sights to him. The man raises the rifle, levers it and takes aim. Kazuko was about twenty feet away from the survivor's place before throwing the bag with a loud grunt.

A loud shot rings out followed by the sound of exploding cans and the sizzle of carbonated water. The air had a mixed smell of fruits, Sprite and Coke. Small tin parts came raining toward the man, forcing him to raise a hand and block it. Most of his view covered by the small particles of mixed drinks but once it settles, the last thing he saw was the barrel of a SIG Sauer P226.

Bang

The man falls back, limp while his rifle clatter out off the veranda and down to the yard below.

"Oh man, whoever you are, tha-"

Kazuko didn't move. The last thing he did was dive to cover but somehow, he's clutching something. "Are you okay?" The survivor asks with slight hesitation and worry. He flips Kazuko to show his face but what caught his attention was the ink of red that stained the white school uniform.

His shoulder is bleeding from a deep cut and from what the survivor could tell, it was from a bullet. "Hey! Snap out of it! Stay with me man!"The survivor shook Kazuko vigorously, forcing him awake. He lets out a groan and a grimace, obviously in pain.

Kazuko was a few seconds too late in throwing the bag and was still in the line of fire the moment he threw it. Thanks to the cans and liquid in them, the trajectory slowed and missed his left chest entirely.

"Come on." The survivor swings the uninjured arm around his shoulders, "You're lucky I saw an ambulance not far from here." And drags him toward the mentioned ambulance.

XxX

Vivian enters the house with complete caution. It's dark but the light outside seeps in through the boards gaps by the windows. She spots a shadow, holding what seems to be a gun. He, from what she can tell by the physique, seems to be hiding behind a wall, completely covered and afraid.

She sneaks toward the shadow in a half crouch and picks up a glass on the dining table along the way. With a glass in one hand and a machete in the other, she's ready.

She throws the glass like a bomb around the corner, panicking the man and forcing him to shoot with fright and fear. The glass shatters and falls like knives onto his face and eyes, blinding and staggering him with painful agony.

Without a second to waste Vivian rushes toward the man and pins him to the floor. He tries to squirm his way out but the pain in his eyes and face was too much to bear.

"ARRGGH! What! Who ARE you?!" He screams as he clutch his eyes.

"What are you guys keeping here! I know you're hiding something!" Vivian pushes the back of his head down, forcing the tiny glass shards to embed deeper into his eyes with his own hands. It was getting cruel and Vivian hoped he would answer quickly. It's not good for any person's heart to watch and bear such moment. How unsightly.

"She's upstairs in the bedroom! It wasn't our idea! The boss! He's gone mad!"

"Who's your boss?!" She screams into his ear, letting him shriek with terror.

"He's the one with the rifle, the lever-action one!" The man confess.

"Well," Vivian releases him. "He's dead now." and makes her way to the stairs.

"YOU BITCH!" The man screams and tackles her to the ground. He had forced his eyes open to see where she was and now, Vivian was staring into the eyes of a man who's about to go blind. They struggle to break free but the blood coating the man's wrist made it slippery. He manages to pull it back and drive a punch to her face. "You think you can just LEAVE?!" His eyes were beginning to bleed and the colour's about to fade but the man no longer need to see, to be able to punch a pinned target. Vivian tried her best to stop the punches but his fist is too bloody slippery. It would either be redirected or missed entirely.

The man begins to laugh, amused and satisfied with the catch.

"Damn you!" Vivian voice out with pain as she blocks the next attack. It hits her hat and sent it flying back a few inches. Straight to her lips was another punch, making it cut with her own teeth. "Argh!" She screams. The next punch missed entire and hit straight to the floor board. The man howl with pain and arches his back.

Vivian squeeze her eyes shut and kick the man with her boot to his abdomen. The man rolls back, winded and dazed. She picks her machete up and raises it for the ready. The man, now blind, rushes toward her only to meet his death with the tip of her weapon.

The impact of the run brought her sailing back with the body.

XxX

"Mmffpfff? Mfffpf! MMMFFFFFFPPPPF!" The girl, handcuffed and tied on the bed screams out with a muffled voice. Tied to her mouth was a piece of cloth, making her unable to speak properly.

"Yes," Vivian pushes the door open with complete exhaustion. "I can hear you." The sight of her bloodied face and caked machete brings horror to the girl on the bed.

"MRRRNGGG! MFFPFPFF!" She twists and turn, trying to free herself from Vivian's approach but it was no use. The only thing it did was burn her wrists and causing it to redden further.

"I'm not going to hurt you." She adds with a smile and untied the cloth that covers her mouth.

"BEHIND YOU!" She screams out to get Vivian's attention to the figure behind her.

He raises the weapon in hand and strikes it down before Vivian could even turn to look back.

The strike to the back of her head was hard and precise. Her knees buckled and forced her to the floor. Her vision blurred and it's hard to stay awake. She feels tired and completely weak, not even able to twitch a finger. Slowly, darkness envelops her and she falls unconscious.

Sorry I have to end this off quickly but I will do my best to update! The reason why I have not been updating is because I have SCHOOL! Singapore Polytechnic! Assignments after assignments back to back, I don't even have time to SHAVE!

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