This chapter is mostly dialogue, setting up for what is to happen, as well as shedding a bit of light on what is happening elsewhere in the world. Hope you enjoy.
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Blood of the Damned
Part 10
Haley's boots made no sound as she came down the steps. She had a strip of sheet from somewhere upstairs to clean the blood off her sword, the M4 dangling from her back. The three humans watched the vampire descend, no one saying a word as this undead creature from legend stood amongst them, sliding her sword back into its scabbard.
Lila and Joey took a step away from her, and Joey seemed to lean further back into the couch. Haley's eyes danced between them, nostrils flaring as she sniffed the air, their blood.
"You're afraid," Haley said, seeing the emotion raging in their eyes, eyes which seemed to avoid her.
"No shit. The world's overrun with zombies, and to top it off we have a blood sucker standing in the room with us. What's not to fear?" Joey said loudly.
Haley pressed a finger to her lips as her nostrils flared once again.
"Like you said, zombies have over run most of the world. It would not do to draw them hear by shouting would it?" Haley asked looking straight at Joey.
He was caught in her gaze, unable to tear his eyes away. He felt trapped, as if he were an animal in a box. Finally, Joey shook his head as a response.
"Now. I'm not hear to kill you and eat you or whatever you're afraid of me doing. We drink blood, it only makes sense for us to keep you alive no?" Haley explained.
"Self preservation," Lily said, and Haley flinched slightly at the harsh tone.
Jay watched her carefully, reading the undead woman's expression as she tried to explain herself. He saw pain there behind her eyes. Pain the other two were blind to in their fear. She was a monster.
Jay looked down at his leg as the conversation shot back and forth between Haley and the two humans. His eyes just looked at the bandages that she had tied, saving his life.
"Thank you," Jay said suddenly, and the three others in the room stopped talking to look at the wounded soldier. Joey and Lila looked surprised, but Haley smiled ever so slightly, and nodded as way of response.
Before anything else could be said Haley swept the room with her eyes, though this time she saw less fear. It was still there, simmering below the surface, but not as paralyzing as before.
"So what's the plan?" she asked the two civilians.
Jay sat back watching the two. Lila and Joey shared a glance.
"We're looking for a boat to get off this island," Lila said, and Joey nodded to affirm.
"Where will you go?" Haley asked, and the two escapees looked at each other; they hadn't thought that far ahead.
"Okay. I got here by plane from Europe. Unfortunately I ran out of fuel and crashed it in the forests. I did see some large boats on the side of the island with the cottages. If we can stock them up with enough fuel we can head north," Haley said.
"What's north?" Joey asked.
"Some parts of Canada haven't gone dark yet. Neither has Iceland or Greenland," Jay explained, and Haley nodded to confirm the soldier's memory.
"Well... lets get going then," Joey said, inching ever closer to the door.
Haley looked out a window, and saw the light of a rising sun on the horizon. She let out a sigh.
"No. We stay here for the sunlight hours," Haley said moving over to the dead farmer still propped in his chair. She grasped his shoulder and tossed him to the floor. She took the M4 from across her back and leaned it against the chair before sitting down herself.
"Don't want to burn up?" Joey sneered.
"Not particularly," Haley responded calmly.
Lila watched the vampire and shook her head, before turning her eyes to Jay.
"Okay, once the sun sets, we move out. We'll set up shifts to keep watch, and get some sleep. We all need it," Jay said.
"I'll go first," Lila said.
Haley held out her carbine to the woman.
"Take this then," she said.
Lila gingerly reached out and took the weapon nervously. Once the carbine had left Haley's fingertips, the vampire let her eyes flutter closed. The three humans all shared a look, before searching out somewhere for them to get rest as well.
Lila stood by one of the windows and looked out at the world she thought she had known. How things can come crumbling down oh so quickly.
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One foot in front of the other, plodding through the burning remnants of the city, with zombies skulking about searching for their next meal. There was very little people left alive, and John didn't really care. He just kept putting one foot before the other, bare feet tearing open as he stepped over shards of glass and metal. He didn't know where he was going, he just felt... drawn. Towards something. He wasn't even sure what.
Glancing down at himself, noting that the only garments he wore were camouflage pants. Military issued. Why was he wearing them? Why only the pants? He had no answers, only question upon question. Wherever he was going, perhaps he would find answers there.
Fallschirmfuchs
Awesome.
sinfulwolf
Thank you.