Charlie watched as the car was burning and then suddenly saw the leaders head explode. He fired a few more rounds then looked back to the car. Grabbing Ceara’s arm he yelled, “GET DOWN!” he pulled her to the ground and rolled on top of her just as the gas tank on the car exploded.
The whole ground shook from the force and the screams from the enemy increased. Flaming debris was falling all around them a couple of hot shards landed on Charlie he brushed them off quickly then heard Ceara scream, “I’M ON FIRE, GOD CHARLIE, I’M BURNING!” He sat up and looked at her trying to figure out where she got hit. The side of her shirt was smoking. He quickly ripped it open and saw a piece of shrapnel from the burning car had embedded itself in her side. “Honey lay still and bite on this.”
He put a stick in her mouth as tears welled up in her eyes. He took out a small knife, “YOU ARE NOT GOING TO STICK THE DIRTY DAMN THING IN ME!” Ceara screamed at him.
“Honey I have to I have to get that out before it burns any deeper.” he didn’t know how he knew he just did. It had to come out. Kneeling across her chest he bent down and put the tip of the knife on the metal that was sticking out. Digging in just a bit he flicked the knife and the shard popped out. Ceara grabbed as his arm with tears in her eyes, she bit hard on the stick and the moaned. Charlie looked down. “Stay down and don’t move! He tore off more of his shirt and placed it over her wound. “Just hold that tight, I got to get back to shooting.”
As he took his place behind the M-60 he saw that the car’s explosion had caused a lot of deaths, both human and wanderers. The enemy was no longer shooting at them but at the wanderers, some who had literally been blown in half but were still crawling, trying to get to the humans. Charlie held his fire as he searched for his own people. He saw Tabitha picking herself up out of a briar patch, it looked like she had dove into it. Looking to his left he could hear Colt’s forty five shooting slowly.
Then he looked for Alden, the sound of the rifle was clear but he couldn’t see just where it was coming from. All he did see was wanderers and bad guys dropping like flies. One guy stood up waving a dirty white bra and screaming he surrendered. A wanderer bit him in the back of his leg and he dropped his white flag. Charlie watched as the man’s head exploded then the wanderer who was biting him suffered the same fate.
Alden laid on top of the Winnebago; he was picking his targets carefully. Seeing the white flag meant nothing to him now he was in no mood to take prisoners. He fired a few more rounds then stopped and surveyed the scene. It was one of death and destruction; tents were going up in flames; as were several bodies. A few of the bad guys were trying to run away and Alden took them out quickly.
One was sitting in the middle of his group, next to what was left of the leader. He had definitely lost his mind, sucking his thumb and rocking back and forth with his other arm across his chest. The rest of the humans had circled them and were shooting the wanderers that were still moving. Alden climbed down off the camper and the two dogs jumped up. “Let’s go finish this,” he said to them.
He shouldered the rifle and pulled his forty five out making sure it had a full clip. He also made sure his knife was at the ready as he walked towards what was left of the group. He looked at them as he approached. One girl pulled her shotgun up and he shot her through her left eye.
Another man screamed, “YOU FUCKING BASTA….’ That’s all he said before a bullet tore through his mouth. Alden’s eyes were coal black and narrow. He fired methodically at each one of the remaining members killing them. As the last human went down he turned his attention to what was left of the wanderers. Pulling his knife he stabbed them in the head and moved on.
When he was done he turned towards Charlie and Ceara’s spot. They were standing holding each other. Charlie eyes were teary, as were Ceara’s. Alden then turned and saw Tabitha walking out of the woods and looking around again he saw Colt and Beth.
His little band of warriors had made it, but at what cost? How would they feel about him now that they have seen what he was capable of?
Book two will be coming out in 2013
It will be continuing with the survivors as they try to grow past their past and survive the future
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