Chapter 12
Derk's POV
A colonist lunged from behind, as I threw off a zombie. The monster slammed into my side. I grabbed it by its horn and flung it sideways, stabbing a knife through its face.
Suddenly they burst from the ground and started hacking on my shoulders. I back kicked one in the stomach, and blew the head off another running towards me. I got a glimpse of Tenny throwing Rod behind him, but the infested colonists came flooding through the windows and I lost sight of him.
"Tenny!" I yelled over my shoulder, wrestling with a zombie. "There are too many of them bro! We have to find a choke point!"
Tenny smashed through a group of colonists to face me.
"There is no choke here, we'll have to blast our way through them." Tenny yelled, knifing a row of Zerg.
"Alright then, let's make a path," I shouted, shoving my way through the monsters. I slashed side to side with my knife trying to get to the windows. I took hold of my gun, heaved it down a zombie's throat, and fired. Kicking it out of the way I lunged through the window and fell flat on my face. Tenny was right behind me, falling onto my back. There were fewer zombies outside the building. I spotted Crip and signaled for him to throw a deuterium-eight charge into the building, where they were all clumped up.
"Heh, I love it when a plan comes together." Crip growled, throwing a charge into the mess. A sudden thought rushed into my head. Where is Rod?!
"Where's Rod?!" I yelled, throwing my fist into an infested face. Taking my knife I jammed it into the gut of the zombie. "And Leary, the other ghost."
"I am here." Leary said, just as several loud bangs rang from the building. Organs, guts, blood, and other zergafied parts were flung everywhere.
"Rod!" Tenny screamed, looking around. A zombie ran at me full speed, but was too late. I had already pulled out my rifle and blew its head off.
"Oh calm down he wasn't in the explosion, I saw him running like the dickens off that way." Crip snarled, pointing over down the street away from where we came from.
"Oh that's just great." Mark said, angrily as he stumbled out of the blown up house covered in zombie guts. "And next time you blow up a building filled with infested colonists. Make sure I'm not in it!"
"Ha, look everyone it's Mark." Crip mocked.
"Shut up Crip!" Mark said, kicking off a tentacle wrapped around his leg. "So where is Rod? You guys do know that we have to make sure he makes it back to camp . . . right?"
"Yes we're not stupid." I said. "So let's go get him."
"Why, all we have to do is say that Rod wasn't cut out for the job," Crip said.
"Huh," Tenny huffed, "You actually think Ben will fall for that.."
"Alright, alright. Let's go and grab this son of gun." Crip snarled, lighting his jetpack and barreling down the horror stricken road.
"Well don't just stand there like a bunch of paralyzed snails, let's get a move on." Tenny yelled, running after Crip.