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Blood of the Damned
Part 19
Lunging forward, Haley's blade cleaved through a zombie's skull, spilling gore across what should have been a clean room, though in the near darkness it was hardly seen. The glow stick was dropped to the ground, casting its glow across the room as Haley's sword took the head from a second approaching ghoul while bullets zipped past her, striking the undead.
John stepped through the glass, and Haley slashed at him, steel slicing through the flesh of his arm, spilling his blood. A fist connected with her chest. Haley felt her feet lifted from the ground as she sailed across the room, her back colliding with the wall. The bitter taste of her own blood filled her mouth, staining her fangs, rolling over her lips.
Jay swore as he let loose a burst, the bullets tearing through John's head, but he did not falter, only stepping forward with his broken skull, bone and flesh knitting itself in a mottled rotten covering. He held no expression as he moved towards the very frightened humans, hands at his sides.
Haley reached out for her sword, pain flaring through the cracked ribs in her chest. She winced and grasped the sword anyway, feeling the marrow slide back within the bones, feeling the torn flesh within sew itself together, the agony slowly fading to where she could stand.
"Haley hurry," Jay yelled out as he shifted his fire from between the various zombies pouring into the room and John, who seemed to ignore the bullets tearing through his flesh.
Once again on her feet Haley leapt forward, cutting a zombie's head off before it reached Lila, then kicking out to her side. A neck snapped beneath the heel of her boot and another corpse flopped to the floor. As Jay and Lila backed away from the ravenous undead, Haley became a flurry of movement.
Dodging outreaching hands and John's fists, she slashed and kicked, spraying blood around her in crimson arcs.
"I'm out," Jay called in warning his hand searching for a magazine that wasn't there, and John turned his mutilated face towards the soldier.
Jay took a deep breath and dropped his M4, pulling his combat knife from its sheath on his hip. Holding it firm before his face he stared the large zombie down.
"Bring it on mother fucker," Jay demanded.
"Jay no," Lila called out, shooting a zombie in the face as it grabbed her shoulder.
Haley tried desperately to fight her way over to the alpha zombie who stormed over to who could possibly be the last living soldier on the entire island. Jay didn't move an inch, and as the first fist swung towards his face he ducked and slashed upwards.
Blood poured out of the gash along John's forearm, but he didn't react as all, his wound already healing as the other fist came swinging downwards. Jay leapt to the side, and winced as pain lanced up his leg, causing him to stumble. He could feel something warm and wet spreading beneath the bandage around his calf, seeping out from underneath.
John had no expression as his foot crashed down on Jay's leg, drawing a guttural scream of white hot pain from the depth of his soul. Bone snapped under the impact, shards piercing out of the skin. Jay tried to crawl away, but John grasped his broken leg where he had shattered it.
Jay screamed again, and Lila emptied her magazine into John's body, to no effect. She soon found herself backing into the corner, trying to keep herself alive as zombies came after her.
John lifted his victim by his leg from the ground, the skin straining from the weight, until it tore, and Jay's leg separated from itself and he fell to the ground, blood gushing from the stump below his knee.
"Weakness. I can end your pain," John said as he picked Jay up once more, this time, fingers encircling around his throat.
Jay jammed his knife into the abomination's eye, only to feel the fingers start to close, cutting off his breathing. He struggled in the creature's grasp trying to free himself, his knife stabbing into the arm desperately.
Haley came in from the side, her blade slicing upwards and severing John's arm at the elbow. Jay collapsed to the floor, taking deep gulps of breath after tossing the arm still clutching his throat away.
John glanced at his stump once, and Haley took full advantage as the creature tried to recalculate his attack. Her sword was a flurry, slicing long deep cuts across his torso. John's remaining hand snapped out faster than Haley thought possible and grasped her own arm, and quickly snapped it backwards.
She held back a scream as pain flashed into her mind, and stabbed her sword through John's bicep, severing tendons and flaying muscle from bone. Unable to control his hand while his body tried to repair itself, Haley kicked out, buckling one of his knees.
As he fell to a kneel, the vampire plunged her blade deep into John's chest, cleaving through his heart. His eyes went wide and he let out a chocked gasp.
"So you tried to become a vampire... I know how to kill my own kind, devil," Haley snarled, baring her fangs in John's face, and she smirked inwardly as she saw the devastation that final word had on John. She could see it in his remaining eye, whilst the other suddenly stopped repairing itself.
With that she twisted her blade, destroyed the creature's heart, and the semblance of consciousness within those eyes faded. Haley quickly pulled her sword out and swung around, her blade connecting and biting through John's neck and severing the spine, before passing through more flesh. As the head fell free, hitting the floor with the solid clunk, the zombies suddenly paused and started to twitch as if having seizures.
Haley smirked as she moved towards them.
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Lila helped the very pale Jay walk out from the forest. They didn't know where Haley was, but they had avoided the trail of corpses that led deeper into the dark green of the forest. There were no zombies around them, just the open fields of farmland, and the road that either led towards the cottages or the city.
Turning their backs on the smouldering urban centre, the pair made their way towards what they hoped would be their salvation.
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I did try.