Post by DP on Jan 24, 2007 21:31:58 GMT -5
befor you read let me say its stilli n rough form its about or between 5 and 9 para's long but its clumped when i transport it so im sorry about that but read as much as you can please and tell me what you think....
INVASION
The sun never shone so bright after a rain fall it was so wonderful seeing the pillar of lights shining through the dark abyss of clouds. I was standing on the small mesa above a mass grave of rotting corpse. The smell went straight to your nostrils; we were used to the rancid stench of rotting flesh now. You weren’t supposed to be used to the stench unless you were a coroner but now it seams like we are all executioners of those who walk the earth. I turned around to face the rest of the milita group or scavengers, mercenaries, survivors we had many names but none made me feel any better about killing even if they had already died. I even remember the first time I scored my first kill that was about a year and a half ago. He was one of my friends a large chunk of flesh/meat was missing from his neck, an ooze pooled around his feet he was just standing there after he was bit then he looked like he would collapse and then he fell on me, a moment later he was clawing me with a look of dark recessive blank dead grey eyes. I stabbed him in the eye with a pen nothing I thought I was dead, I jammed the pen in farther doing something he stopped moving I was laying there with my friend who I had just murdered in my arms. I got up slowly I thought nothing but what the fuck what the fuck just happened? I kept asking my self that as I thought that I might try and run before the police came and arrested me for……[laughs] ya murder, 30 minutes later no police. “Jeff!” someone yelled waving me over “its time to head out” “OK!” I yelled back to him. I picked up my rifle, it was a 30-40 creg. I don’t even want to think about were they got this antic but if it works and puts’em down than that’s fine by me. I ran and caught up to the person who called to me “hey Chase were are we moving out to?” I asked quizzical. “were moving north east a little ways why?” he said looking at me through the eyes of his gasmask(we used them for bite protection that was about it) “oh ok” I said back “hey put your mask on you don’t want to get bit do you?” chase asked me wiping a little mud off his thick leather glove before returning it to his hand. “no I guess not” I said putting on my mask as the world around me looked like it just transformed into a world through the looking glass. I was wearing military clothes I stole from a surplus store boots from the same place, heavy winter overcoat from a leather shop along with the gloves and the mask a……fallen comrade. We had our little coat of arms it was a gasmask with two m1grands on either side of it. The world you could say, or more or less the us was now full of groups, loners, thief’s and freaks nothing was like it had been, we all scavenge for food know jerky was one of are least fave’s, though it lasted and that’s all that mattered to the group. The group I was in consisted of me, chase, Jeremy, josh, clip, and cap (we called him cap cause he was are unofficial leader). I walked up to clip leaving chase in the rear of the group and slowed my pace when I caught up to clip he wore a mask with a military helmet I wanted one but we haven’t ran into any others so for now I don’t get one, oh well, I thought. “hey clip how are you holding up?” I asked him. He looked at me through the eyes of the mask as I looked at him through the eyes of mine “like shit” he said seriously he was not one of the sarcastic types but when he did have a stroke of sarcasm it was like he was saying “no what the hell do think?” types of sarcasm “well happy to hear that” I said turning away and looking ahead and just walking there “stop” cap said softly he sounded like Darth Vader to me through his mask [laughs]. “hear that?” cap whispered to the rest of the group. “hmmm sounds like a horde or at least 20 to 30 of them I suppose” josh said walking up next to me. Shit more of’em we just finished up the last group not more than 3 hours ago, I thought. “every one start moving foreword and be ready for either deaders or livers” cap said starting to move slowly down the road. This is what I hated going through a road of miles and miles of cars. “hey think any of these hunkers works now?” I asked Jeremy. Jeremy used to be a mechanic before the darkness. “if any of them do we better not take them you remember that one day with that group who was attacked by other survivors I’d rather not turn into them” he said plainly with almost no emotion he didn’t even glance at me when he had that responses just said it and finished it like it was to much for him to say. “Ya your probably right” I said, I wasn’t there when it happened but have only heard of it twice this being the second in almost a year and half. I looked up almost in time to see movement through the cars, further down the road amazingly a car alarm just started going off. “what the hell?” clip said amazed. “lets move off the road I don’t like this at all and it’ll be dark in about 2 maybe three hours time.” Cap said starting to move his attention from the sound to the side of the road. The rest of us followed cap this is why we trusted him he did the best he could to make sure we didn’t fall into the clutches of darkness, which on some occasions was to much to handle almost.[sighs] a little down the road the vultures were enjoying a feast of rotting steaming walking dead. “ok everybody lets not try and catch there attention and slip by but if we do you know the drill hit him in the head like you would at a bar brawl” cap said under his breath so that hopefully only his companions could hear and not the there gruesome best friends over yonder. Clip looked through a car window he saw some decomposed bodies “huh must have been that heat wave and starvation that got them?” clip retorted to himself. Chase knelt down next to a blue mercadieze Benz “hmm nice taste” he muttered to himself looking under it to see the feet of are moving cadavers. “It’s like a buffet” I said to cap “a what...no no a buffet is supposed to be of something edible not….” Cap cut him self off the dead had seen or much or less noticed josh who was standing behind cap with a feared but hidden look on his face. Chase looked up at josh “shit” he said pointing his gun at josh “josh don’t you move you basterd” chase said aiming his hunting rifle at his head. Crap did josh crack did he finally crack I thought he was one of the most sain of all of us rednecks john thought to himself. John looked up and saw that the buzzards had left and actually ran than john looked behind them josh’s leg was bleeding and behind josh a small pack of rabid infected half eaten dogs “oh shit shit shit” I yelled opening fire upon the dogs they could run that was the only problem with them they could freaking run. One of them fell to the ground dead again but the other two ran at us, they were fast really fast for the undead. “Chase we have to gahhhh” was all Jeremy could say before one of the last dead dogs took him down tearing his face off with an unstoppable hunger for the flesh of the living. Chase shot the dog and Jeremy. Cap shoved a knife through joshes jaw killing him than he took the knife and stabbed it through his eye before he reanimated “shit we have to run now” cap said getting up “but what about the supplies” chase yelled “leave them now and lets get the hell out of hear” clip yelled at chase grabbing him and running after cap I was following close behind after I snatched josh’s money and gun and ammo.
INVASION
The sun never shone so bright after a rain fall it was so wonderful seeing the pillar of lights shining through the dark abyss of clouds. I was standing on the small mesa above a mass grave of rotting corpse. The smell went straight to your nostrils; we were used to the rancid stench of rotting flesh now. You weren’t supposed to be used to the stench unless you were a coroner but now it seams like we are all executioners of those who walk the earth. I turned around to face the rest of the milita group or scavengers, mercenaries, survivors we had many names but none made me feel any better about killing even if they had already died. I even remember the first time I scored my first kill that was about a year and a half ago. He was one of my friends a large chunk of flesh/meat was missing from his neck, an ooze pooled around his feet he was just standing there after he was bit then he looked like he would collapse and then he fell on me, a moment later he was clawing me with a look of dark recessive blank dead grey eyes. I stabbed him in the eye with a pen nothing I thought I was dead, I jammed the pen in farther doing something he stopped moving I was laying there with my friend who I had just murdered in my arms. I got up slowly I thought nothing but what the fuck what the fuck just happened? I kept asking my self that as I thought that I might try and run before the police came and arrested me for……[laughs] ya murder, 30 minutes later no police. “Jeff!” someone yelled waving me over “its time to head out” “OK!” I yelled back to him. I picked up my rifle, it was a 30-40 creg. I don’t even want to think about were they got this antic but if it works and puts’em down than that’s fine by me. I ran and caught up to the person who called to me “hey Chase were are we moving out to?” I asked quizzical. “were moving north east a little ways why?” he said looking at me through the eyes of his gasmask(we used them for bite protection that was about it) “oh ok” I said back “hey put your mask on you don’t want to get bit do you?” chase asked me wiping a little mud off his thick leather glove before returning it to his hand. “no I guess not” I said putting on my mask as the world around me looked like it just transformed into a world through the looking glass. I was wearing military clothes I stole from a surplus store boots from the same place, heavy winter overcoat from a leather shop along with the gloves and the mask a……fallen comrade. We had our little coat of arms it was a gasmask with two m1grands on either side of it. The world you could say, or more or less the us was now full of groups, loners, thief’s and freaks nothing was like it had been, we all scavenge for food know jerky was one of are least fave’s, though it lasted and that’s all that mattered to the group. The group I was in consisted of me, chase, Jeremy, josh, clip, and cap (we called him cap cause he was are unofficial leader). I walked up to clip leaving chase in the rear of the group and slowed my pace when I caught up to clip he wore a mask with a military helmet I wanted one but we haven’t ran into any others so for now I don’t get one, oh well, I thought. “hey clip how are you holding up?” I asked him. He looked at me through the eyes of the mask as I looked at him through the eyes of mine “like shit” he said seriously he was not one of the sarcastic types but when he did have a stroke of sarcasm it was like he was saying “no what the hell do think?” types of sarcasm “well happy to hear that” I said turning away and looking ahead and just walking there “stop” cap said softly he sounded like Darth Vader to me through his mask [laughs]. “hear that?” cap whispered to the rest of the group. “hmmm sounds like a horde or at least 20 to 30 of them I suppose” josh said walking up next to me. Shit more of’em we just finished up the last group not more than 3 hours ago, I thought. “every one start moving foreword and be ready for either deaders or livers” cap said starting to move slowly down the road. This is what I hated going through a road of miles and miles of cars. “hey think any of these hunkers works now?” I asked Jeremy. Jeremy used to be a mechanic before the darkness. “if any of them do we better not take them you remember that one day with that group who was attacked by other survivors I’d rather not turn into them” he said plainly with almost no emotion he didn’t even glance at me when he had that responses just said it and finished it like it was to much for him to say. “Ya your probably right” I said, I wasn’t there when it happened but have only heard of it twice this being the second in almost a year and half. I looked up almost in time to see movement through the cars, further down the road amazingly a car alarm just started going off. “what the hell?” clip said amazed. “lets move off the road I don’t like this at all and it’ll be dark in about 2 maybe three hours time.” Cap said starting to move his attention from the sound to the side of the road. The rest of us followed cap this is why we trusted him he did the best he could to make sure we didn’t fall into the clutches of darkness, which on some occasions was to much to handle almost.[sighs] a little down the road the vultures were enjoying a feast of rotting steaming walking dead. “ok everybody lets not try and catch there attention and slip by but if we do you know the drill hit him in the head like you would at a bar brawl” cap said under his breath so that hopefully only his companions could hear and not the there gruesome best friends over yonder. Clip looked through a car window he saw some decomposed bodies “huh must have been that heat wave and starvation that got them?” clip retorted to himself. Chase knelt down next to a blue mercadieze Benz “hmm nice taste” he muttered to himself looking under it to see the feet of are moving cadavers. “It’s like a buffet” I said to cap “a what...no no a buffet is supposed to be of something edible not….” Cap cut him self off the dead had seen or much or less noticed josh who was standing behind cap with a feared but hidden look on his face. Chase looked up at josh “shit” he said pointing his gun at josh “josh don’t you move you basterd” chase said aiming his hunting rifle at his head. Crap did josh crack did he finally crack I thought he was one of the most sain of all of us rednecks john thought to himself. John looked up and saw that the buzzards had left and actually ran than john looked behind them josh’s leg was bleeding and behind josh a small pack of rabid infected half eaten dogs “oh shit shit shit” I yelled opening fire upon the dogs they could run that was the only problem with them they could freaking run. One of them fell to the ground dead again but the other two ran at us, they were fast really fast for the undead. “Chase we have to gahhhh” was all Jeremy could say before one of the last dead dogs took him down tearing his face off with an unstoppable hunger for the flesh of the living. Chase shot the dog and Jeremy. Cap shoved a knife through joshes jaw killing him than he took the knife and stabbed it through his eye before he reanimated “shit we have to run now” cap said getting up “but what about the supplies” chase yelled “leave them now and lets get the hell out of hear” clip yelled at chase grabbing him and running after cap I was following close behind after I snatched josh’s money and gun and ammo.
