User blog:Ireithien/The Walking Jed - Chapter 7

Note: "Crap" is unblocked on chat, and thus an acceptable word to use now.



Chapter 7

"Uh, no. We're not helping you raid a chicken-themed restaurant," said Ire. "This place probably has more walkers, and we need to get out of here now. Come with us... or don't. I don't care either way."

A thoughtful expression crossed Cay's face. "It has a lot of fooooooood...."

"I can't believe we're freakin' doin this, Ire," said Malc, as he crouched, sniper rifle poised to cover Cay and Flux.

"Look. We have food, but it will run out, and... they'll join us if we help them. There's strength in numbers."

Malc looked at him.

"Okay, so I'm not super excited about Aok joining the group..."

Malc's face eased, then turned back at the restaurant. "What kind of a name is Chick-fil-a?"

Flux loaded a bolt into his crossbow, then followed behind Cay. The restaurant was dark, with a few overturned tables strewn here and there.

"Find the lights. We need to know if there are walkers here before we take the food," said Flux.

Cay strode over to the side of the room and flicked a switch. The room illuminated slowly with a milky light, revealing a group of about ten walkers standing before them.

"Crap," murmured Flux. He shot a walker in the head, then turned toward Cay. "Get out! I'll cover you."

Cay nodded and ran towards the entrance, but two walkers emerged in front of her. She screamed, fumbled for the pistol in her pocket, but dropped it as the walkers fell to the ground, blood bursting from their heads.

Cay looked up and nodded at Malc, who was reloading his rifle.

"Go go go!" shouted Flux from behind her.

Ire and Malc jumped from their perch and met up with Cay and Flux, Aok coming up from his hiding place.

"Y'all good?" asked Ire. Flux nodded, fitting another bolt to his crossbow.

"Then let's go."

The group ran for their lives. Five walkers were still in hot pursuit, and they were far from the entrance... from their van.

Cay turned and shot a walker, cutting the number to 4.

"Dang it. Out of ammo. No time to reload," she said, picking up her pace.

"I'm out of bolts too," said Flux, firing his last one at another walker. "Got more in the van, but, well, we aren't there yet, are we?"

Suddenly, two of the three walkers were in front of them.

"Crap, they cut us off!" shouted Ire. He shot one walker, then Malc shot the second. They paused.

"That should be it," said Cay, breathing a sigh of relief. "Glad we made it ou--"

Her sentence was cut short by a strangled cry. Ire whirled around to find a walker taking a bite out of her arm. Blood streamed down, vessels being ripped open. Her screams intensified.

Aok turned, pulled out a knife, and swiftly stabbed the walker in the eye, killing it.

"Cay!" Flux kneeled next to her. "Walker bite. Don't survive those. Once you're bit, you die. Once you die... you become one. A walker."

Ire's face turned pale. "What do we do?"

"Only one thing we can do," Flux said, pointing his crossbow at her head. He fired.

"Kill her before it happens."