Chapter 10- Dead Never Chooses
The engine roared to life as Fang started it up. Goldie joined the team for the last second.
The Van was half full, Ganache took the passenger seat while the others on the back.
It was a hazy morning. Still cold, though. The screams of a murder of crows was heard as they fly in unison in the sky.
"Here." Chica have handed them out food, in a lunchbox. Foxy took their food happily, then placed it inside the van safely.
"Be safe, guys. Espiecially you." Amber eyed Fang as he smirked.
"Nothing will happen, hun." He said as he relaxed himself on the chair.
The gate was opened, it was also makeshift. As they opened it up, Dargo and Solar have their weapons ready, M16 and AK47. Luckily, there was no undead around. They closed the gates when the van was outside.
The drive to the mall was silent. Some of the snow have subsided. Melted. The weather was now a bit of nice. Shining sun does its work.
The walkers was still on the road, lying or dead. They just drove straight, taking a few left and rights. Then they parked in the mall's parking lot.
Ganache set foot first, he hopped down the van. He got inside the mall, in one restaurant. Chairs and tables are toppled over, showing them what happened when the apocalyse have struck.
"Let's get moving. I got a bad feeling about this." Savion said as he exited the restaurant and right to the center of the mall. It was empty.
"Where do you think they've gone to?" Fang asked aloud, not leaving his paw in his Scar-L's trigger.
"If we search around. We'll find them. I suggest we group ourselves into two." Goldie proposed,
"I agree. It's much faster." Foxy smiled at his friend.
"Then.. I'm coming with.. You Savion. Let's go." Fang pointed at Savion. Who just agreed because he's okay with anybody.
"Then I'm wit' Goldie, I'm more comfortable wit' him." Foxy said as he wrapped an arm behind Goldie.
"Thanks Foxy." Goldie replied.
"Then that leaves you and me." Ganache walked beside Rory, who was silent ince they entered. Rory just humphed and joined Ganache's side.
"Now we'll know if they have been here or even set foot here." Ganache last said before they split up.
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Foxy have been smelling something and it was strong.. Perfumes? Mixed scents of perfumes. As he looked around as they entered the department store, it was clear that the mall have been used as a safeplace long time ago. Clothes are missing here and there. Shelves have been noticeably moved. Boxes and stuff laying around..
And something caught Goldie's eye. It was three beds, moved together and blocking the road. Since this was once a safeplace, it was sure there are beds used. But this one's odd. Beside of it are boxes of christmas decoration and ornaments. Airsoft guns and console games.
"Mike must've been here. I smell very strong an' mix't scent o' perfumes. If ye say tis' scent is a year old, I'll slap ye." Foxy said, giving Goldie a playful grin.
"I smell it too, Foxy." Goldie approached the boxes, kneeled beside it and examined the decorations. "Wow, look at this decorations, garlands!" Goldie showed Foxy a stripe of white garlands.
"Right. Christmas, we didn't celebrate one last year, 'cause we lack tha supplies." Foxy held his hook.
"But where are they?" Foxy held his chin, his good eye scanning around the are. Scrutinizing for any other sign of Mike, Eden, or Valdueza.
"We'll not find them by just staying here. Let's take this two boxes and walk. If they come back they'll know someone took it and think it was us."
"Yeah?" Foxy just took it anyway, bringing it to the van before they go
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"So, Mike." Valdueza caught up with Mike, walking faster. "How did you meet the gang?" He asked.
"Oh well. That was beautifully 9 years ago. Maybe 7 years before the toys." Mike replied, smiling at those memories. "You don't know how I am freaked out they are sentient." He chuckled slightly. Valdueza smiled. Eden found it interesting so she kept an ear open for Mike.
"Hah. Locked the doors, it was until 2 AM, the lights went out. Drained the power." Mike continued.
"Then Bonnie came. Dragged me out of the room to the show stage. Asking me dumb questions like: 'Hello new endo! Where and what is your costume?'" He mused and chuckled.
"And of course. I don't know what to say. So it was extremely awkward. Then Freddy said I was a human." Mike smiled.
"Then what happened?" Valdueza asked.
"After a week or two in the restaurant, me and the gang have bonded together. Until I realized I am the one who is paying the damn restaurant's maintenance. Fixing stuff for Freddy and friends." Mike breathed. "And because of what I've done, and Mr. Fazbear's eye. He know what I am doing, though. Because the restaurant looks clean, because of me. Stuff have been repaired, because of me. The next health examination for the restaurant was passed then the restaurant become booming.. Beause of me." He said.
"Fazbear have gave me more money. For the expenses, he said. He doubled it and raised my salary. Pay after pay, I bought my own car. It was second hand, old, and crappy. After a few tweaks and fix, I hit it in 150mph in an empty highway, damn I am so happy." He smirked.
"Well. Good ending, huh? Where's the car now?" Valdueza curiously asked.
"Dissasembled." Mike said bluntly.
"Damn." Valdueza cursed then gave a long hiss. "Would help us right now. I hated snow like rain. Never really helped."
"Walkers." Eden suddenly said as she hid. It was a road full of walkers they suddenly faced, they quickly hid. The walker road has three cars in it, and outside the road are more cars, where the three are behind.
"What we gonna do? That's the only road home." Eden asked Mike. Mike lifted his chest and scanned the are for any escape routes. A dozen walkers.. No. More of a dozen. Maybe three dozens of walkers. Mike shook his head.
"We could wait this out or, Eden behind you!" Mike yelled. Eden was just in time to look around and get pinned by a feline walker. Mindlessly reaching for the african's face. Valdueza quickly took it out with his pick. But their show caught the attention of all walkers.
"Shit, shit.." Mike said as he took his pistol and started shooting, boring holes on the head of the zombies. Though, they seem to attract more.
As Mike killed a dozen, they set foot forward. Valdueza eyed the car with thought, and the rather large hole on an apartment beside it that shows the kitchen. It seems like what made the hole was an explosion, the walls are black. There are now more walkers in the area, Eden started shooting them with her M16, making louder gunshots.
Valdueza tugged Mike's shirt. "Mike. We can get up there." Valdueza said.
Mike smiled and climbed on the car, placing himself in a good angle. "Your idea, you first."
Valdueza took the offer gladly. He placed his foot on Mike's grasp and Mike slowly lifted him up. The next was Eden, Mike's legs shook a bit by her weight. Valdueza scanned the charred kitchen as Eden slowly lifted Mike up. Walkers have now been reaching Mike's feet, but their efforts are fruitless.
"Hands up." A man said from behind.
An unknown voice always gave chills to Mike's spine. His brain is screaming that there goes stranger danger.
"Shoot." Eden muttered, Mike stood up and glared upon the man.
As Eden looked upon the man, he was masked and cloaked in a trench coat. He have a very big backpack behind him. Under his coat is a long red sleeved shirt. And his lower clothing was jeans with sewn knee pads. He was aiming at Valdueza who was slowly backing up.
"All stuff mine. Move or I'll shoot one of ya." The man commanded.
Mike and Eden looked at each other and suddenly charged at the cloaked man. However, the man shoots Valdueza, the force pushing him back, and since he was too close at the hole, he fell down to the herd of walkers, his back pounding on the cars roof.
Mike was filled with fury, he kicked the man, pulling the gun with him by force, and of course not letting the man aim at him. The man took one Bowie knife and swung it to Mike. Mike moved out of the way in exchange of freeing the rifle. After that, the man ran away, the gunshot will sure lure walkers upstairs.
Mike rushed beside the hole, pulling his pistol out. Eden was already shooting, protecting the kid from being bitten or even touched. The two have been shooting the walkers crawling and walking to Valdueza until Eden stopped shooting.
"We're going to die too if we kept going. We'll ran out of ammo and walkers will be here soon." Eden pointed out giving Mike a serious look.
"Plus, he's lying sideways. We don't know where he's shot. We might believe in a false hope." Eden added.
Mike must make a choice.
Save Valdueza with high risks - or - Escape Safely
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"Yes. Ye can make ale wit' wheat." Foxy confirmed, his arms crossed and his eyes closed. His mouth formed as a small smile.
"You know how to do it?" Savion asked, his face resting on his fist. He was staring at the van's window.
"I guess I can read a scroll o' two in me ship. If it's still there." Foxy said, and groans erupted from everybody's mouths.
"Wishing it's still there.." Fang muttered.
"It feels awkward I don't know what an ale is." Ganache spoke up.
"Oho, Ganache! Then you must taste it!" Fang perked up, grinning madly.
"It's actually a kind of-" Goldie was cut off when Rory unexpectedly and unusually covers Goldie's mouth.
"Huh? You're into this too, Rory?" Ganache was quite surprised, Rory mostly never take part.
"Goldie, tell me!" Ganache demanded but the golden bear just smiled and shook his head.
"Gosh darn." Ganache muttered, slinking back to his seat.
"Wait what the f-" Fang expressed when he turned the steering wheel right and ran over a blue parked sedan that made the van topple over, crashing violently to a nearby house.
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"I nearly fucking ran over a guy." Fang muttered as he coughed. He looked down and found his feet stuck in debris. Much worse are it might be crushed. Ganache was beside him, and his feet isn't stuck like his. All are because of the crash.
"Walkers." Rory alerted as he crawled out of a window, the one that was broken and can be crawled out.
"Crash must've been alerted most o' 'em." Foxy said , his voice raspy. He shook Goldie awake.
"I feel like I crashed in a van." Savion said groggily, holding his head.
"We do crashed in a van, Po." Foxy joked with a smirk.
"I'll Kung Fu you and laugh at your face after. Just wait." Savion stood up with his knees and paws, brushing shattered glasses before he planted his paws on the ground. "Rory, can you open the door? Can't fit through the window." Savion stated.
Rory grunted as he pulled the door open, the hinges creaking. The door came flying through the road.
"They're near, if we stick around longer we'll get eaten." Rory said as he covered an area and started shooting with his pistol, a trusty P99.
"Shit. I'm trapped." Fang grunted as he wiggled his legs but instead, he felt something sharp. He winced and nearly screamed in pain.
"Goldie, wake up. C'mon." Foxy shakes the bear violently while Savion climbs up to make a stand.
"H-hey Foxy. Could you pull me?" Fang said shakily, Foxy looked at him and nodded, he looked at him and knew what he meant, he pulled the chair to free the wolf.
Fang is freed but he have deep wound at his leg, he was impaled a bit back there, Fang did nothing but muffle his screams.
"Damn.. ugh." Fang grunted. "She's gonna kill me." He groaned.
"I think we got something to patch you up." Foxy said as he moved back and searched around and found a simple sterilized bandage. He moved back to Fang and rolls the aid around his leg. Foxy tightens it, applying pressure. Fang grunted.
"You four must be moving! We are getting cornered!" Savion slashed a head down, the head flying to the direction of the slash. His katana moved to the another head.
Foxy lifts Ganache's small body (Sorry! I just thought all rabbits are cute and smawl!) beside Goldie's, shaking the rabbit up too.
Ganache wakes up, his eye opening then closing it after.
"Daheck?"
"Dammit. My head." Ganache wipes his face.
"I'm leaving you three, wake Goldie up." Foxy said as he took Fang's assault rifle. "Ooh I'm excited."
"Hey, wait!" Fang calls out but Foxy is already outside.
"Dammit, really." Fang muttered.
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Everybody is rounded in a campfire, stopping what they are doing for this moment.
"So. Gramps. It's your turn to share your story." Mooney said, and everybody's eyes turned to Solar.
"The first days is a struggle. Me, Fang, Amber, Gerald, and James." Solar started.
"Gerald died while we are running, he was mauled. Right in front of us. We saw his guts ripped out with ease, getting pulled, chewed over. James suddenly said run. He was crazy, running to them and on a car. Screaming very loud. We ran, but we saw him brutally eaten. I couldn't shake it off." Solar was now frowning, then sighed. He has nothing that as the can do about.
"My turn." Ronan said. Everybody locked their eyes on him.
"I was a mechanic. Kind of. But Dargo is still better. Because he was a real mechanic." Ronan chuckled.
"Before I met Kurt, I saw my friend with a blue bite bark. He said he was attacked by a man, his teeth scraped his flesh. I said maybe he was a hobo. Then the next day was a nightmare. the outbreak started and I can't call my friends except Hugh. While he was on the line he said something about 'zombies'. It's not real at first hear but the gunshots and explosion on the backgroud make it look real. I packed up. I met Mooney while I am in a bus to California, the bus was overloaded and it crashed. Terribly. I thought I'm going to die but Jet pulled me to safety, then he got Mooney. Before Jet goes back to the toppled bus, it exploded. Infront of us. Burning debris and flames flies up to sky. I can feel the heat. It's hell." Ronan frowned, then shivered. His lips tugged upward and shruuged his shoulders.
"It never ended."
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After Ronan's story, it was Convel's turn.
"I am a captain. My own men, I lead into battle." Convel started. Everybofy's eyes are on bim, listening intently.
"We are ordered to guard. Our sandbags with barbed wire our only defence. Only ten of us. Limited ammunition. Heavy armor." Convels laughs bitterly.
"I mean. We are killing them, we don't know what we are killing. But we are ordered to shoot. Kill. Bullet after bullet. Magazine and shells scattered around. We hit them square in the forehead. My men panicking. We kill those freaks. They're.. most are in nightclothes, hospital gown, jogging attire, or other early job uniforms.. some are even naked." Convel takes Dargo's offered beer, he drinked half of it contents before continuing.
"Death awaits us there." Convel finishes the beer, then grins.
"My men aren't thinking straight. One of my men, Ricardo, said he shot one of them bastards on the head and still walking. My earpiece is no help, they're shouting that they're indestructible. Guess fear really is a strong emotion huh? My men, with 3-9 years experience, cower and piss on their.. y'know what I'm talking about. He probably grazed the head, or missed the brain. We are using our sidearms then. I think the radio is broken, there'll no reinforcements our resupplies." Convels stops for a second, thinking about what happens next.
"Christ, that's a helluva fighting." Freddy commented and Convel mouthed 'Thank You'
"What happens next is the people, the neighborhood we are protecting turned. Funny right? We got cornered. My men slowly killed one by one. I tried to save them. Yet.. one of my best soldier. McGartney, he was bitten. He looked at me with his eyes. Glistening. He knew it was an instant death sentence. With his last breath, he shoved me in a taxi.. and he screamed, luring those bastards away. Then I heard a gunshot, then his body dropping cold. He sacrificed himself.. The Dead Never Chooses."
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Yeah. I'm reading World War Z.. Got into Undertale stuff, RP'd and more. Yep. That's me. So now, the classes is continuing and 2-3 more months before summer here! :D
AND I STILL HAVE A CRAPPY COMPUTAH AAAAAAAAAA
Anyways. New phone. And I think the christmas will never come.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Bronze, Off~