See Emily Slay part IV (Apocalypse Year II)

November 14, 2014 at 11:52 am (Apocalypse, Eternal Aftermath, Horror, Zombie) (, , , , , )

As Emily looked down at the blood seeping through Jewels fingers, she felt like it was her that had been shoot. Jewels had become a huge part of their small family over the last year. Besides becoming her father’s lover, the former EMT had all but adapted Emily and her younger brother.

Emily

Spence lost it at once, audibly crying as tears poured down his flushed cheeks. “Dad, dad, what are we going to do?”

Always being a fast thinker, their dad flew into action. “Emily, get over there and help Jewels apply direct pressure on the wound. She’ll help you do it. Spence, SPENCE, listen to me! I need you to go grab Jewels’ first aid kit and give it to her.”

Emily looked over at her father as her silent tears mixed with the blood below.

He drove a fresh magazine into his rifle while he scanned the hills below for the masked shooter. “I lost sight of him,” He crouched down near her. “Em, I know you’re scared, but Jewels needs your help. It won’t do us any good, if this guy sneaks up behind us while we’re helping her. I’m leaving you in charge here.”

Max

“Wait, dad, no.”

“No waiting. You’re in charge, Em, I’m going to try to lead him away or at least flush him out.” Then, without another word, he rushed off into the desert chaparral.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no,” she began to chant like a mantra.

“Emily,” Jewels tried to smile up at her, but the girl could tell she remained in a lot of pain. “I’ll be okay. Just try to relax. You can’t help me and your family, if you get too upset.”

Emily struggled to control her breathing as Jewels moved her hands so they covered her wound better.

“Keep the pressure here. Spencer, look into the side pocket of my bag and get those big bandages out of there.”

Emily jerked when shots rang out. They didn’t come from her father’s gun. She feared the worse, but then heard her father return fire and hoped that was a good thing.

Blood Bath Zombie

Blood Bath Zombie

Spencer held up some four inch by four inch pads. “Are these the ones? What should I—ahhh.”

Emily looked over while horror froze her face. A zombie had Spencer by the hair and was pulling him back into a cluster of wait-a-minute bushes.

“Spence, Spence your gun!”

“I’m okay,” Jewels hissed, “go help him.”

But Emily had bigger problems because two more zombies had emerged behind the first one.

Her rifle felt large and clunky in her hands as she hurried to rise up the barrel. The first zombie had leaned in to take a bite and its head was dangerously close to Spencer. She had to take the shot, but if she missed…

The shot rang out and the zombie fell away.

Spence wasted no time getting on his hands and knees. He was about to crawl for her, but then headed back toward the other two zombies.

They reached for him.

In her panic, she missed with the first shot.

Emily got a shotgun

Spencer’s wide eyes met hers somehow as he snatched up the fallen bandages.

She nodded, aimed, and put a bullet through the center of the next one’s skull. The last one she dropped with just one shot. “I am getting better at this.” Thanks dad.

After scanning the area for more zombies, she dropped down, joining Spencer near Jewels.

Spencer looked up at her. “Oh no, Em, she’s passed out. What are we going to do?”

In the distance, she heard more shooting, but it seemed further away. Much closer at hand, more zombies could be heard moving up the hill.

“I’m not sure Spence. I’m not sure.”

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Spencer and Emily

Spencer and Emily

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See Emily Slay Part III (Year Two)

November 7, 2014 at 12:08 pm (Apocalypse, Eternal Aftermath, Horror, Zombie) (, , , , , , )

“What do you mean he might want me?’ Emily asked as they kept moving higher into the foothills of the Catalinas.

Her dad stopped. “Well honey, there were bad man out there long before this mess started. We only have to imagine that the terror and isolation will just make things worse.”

Desert, Tucson

“But I’m only thirteen. Wouldn’t he want Jewels instead?”

The former EMT looked her way and brushed a strand of dark hair behind her ear. “Maybe not hun, because he knows I’d bite his-”

“Jewels!” her father said in a loud voice.

“Will you guys quit arguing,” Spencer said. “I think we got some real problems.”

Emily heard something, once familiar, but almost forgotten…the barking of dogs.

“How many?” he father asked while joining her brother on a rise.

“Looks like three,” Spencer said right before the noise of shooting competed with the barking.

Her father grabbed Spencer and all of them dashed behind an outcropping of stone. “Looks like German Shepherds, which means they might be trained. This guy could even be a former cop.”

“Why would he release his dogs and shoot as us if he wants to capture me?” Emily asked.

“We don’t know that for sure,” he answered. “He might think we’ll be back every other day trying to steal his crops. Hell, he might want to eat us.”

“Gross,” Spencer said, while putting a round in the chamber of his forty-five.

“This whole world is gross,” Jewels mumbled.

Her father grew serious. “One thing we do know is that this guy is an idiot. He heard us shooting, so he knows we’re armed and he’s coming after us anyway. All this shooting will draw in zombies, but we’ll be safe from them up here and we’ll have a better vantage to shot him down.”

“What about the dogs,” Spencer asked as they saw the three canines running up the hill toward them.

“Again, idiot. I’m not sure why he kept three dogs alive through a year of the apocalypse just to have us waste a few bullets on them.”

As if to drive the point home, the dogs drew close.

Her father spoke again. “Okay, everyone but Jewels get on your stomachs and get ready to shoot those mutts. Jewels, draw back, and be ready with your pick, just in case one gets through. Emily, far left dog. Spence, far right.”

dog

Emily took aim at the dog racing toward them. In the past the idea of shooting a dog would have filled her with dread and she probably couldn’t have done it. But after shooting former humans in the head for a year…

The dog gave one yelp and its body bent double right before it crashed into a cactus.

Emily Takes Aim

Her father took the other down with ease, but Spencer appeared to be having trouble and the last dog was only yards from him. Emily took aim and put a bullet through its head.

“Hey, I would have gotten it. You should give me a chance.”

“We did give you a chance.”

“Kids, this in not the time. We-”

A loud voice from below interrupted him. Emily caught a quick glimpse of a man in full riot gear before he ducked behind the side of a building. “You assholes!” he yelled before spraying the mountainside with bullets. Dirt and chips of rocks flew around them. “You’ll all die slow for what you did to my dogs.”

Riot Gear

“What a dumb ass,” Spencer said. “What’d he think would happen?”

But then something attracted their attention. Emily heard a moan from behind them. At first she thought zombie, but it turned out to be much worse. Jewels lay on the ground clutching the right side of her stomach. Pool pooled under her hands. She’d been shot.
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See Emily Slay Party III

October 28, 2012 at 1:34 pm (Apocalypse, Eternal Aftermath, Horror, Zombie) (, , , , , , )

Emily led the way into the alley. Spencer stayed close to her heels, but Sarah flailed her arms in panic. Already, the first bloody form that had toppled over the fence behind them was gaining its unsteady feet and jerking toward them like a drunken stilt walker.

Her eyes gazed up and down the alley. For once, the Goddess had thrown some luck their way and the single track pathway appeared clear of the maniacs that ravaged their city. She took a step forward holding the short shovel before her. Spencer’s small hands held his bat and he hovered so close that he could have been her shadow.

They were still a long way from home, but she started east and the others were quick to follow. Sarah still seemed on the verge of having a panic attack, but the moaning half-men stumbling through the yard toward them, gave her little choice but to follow her friends.

Before long, the alley spilled into a paved street. The sounds of screaming in the distance could be heard. Three of the things lurched toward the direction of the scream. The trio clung to the bushes and waited for them to pass. In a few moments, the street before them would be clear, but a half-dozen of the things that had seen them in front of Sarah’s house forced their way into the alley behind them. As the three in front slowly trudged by, the ones behind drew ever nearer.

Sarah grabbed her arm and Emily struggled to keep her friend hidden while the moaning grew louder. The foul sounds filled her young ears. It felt unnatural. Wrong. The scent of death lingered. These things aren’t alive. The thought came from nowhere and screamed inside of her head. The foul bloody moaners behind her were thirty feet away.

Twenty.

Ten.

The last of the madmen passed by the alley. Emily pushed her brother before her, grabbed Sarah’s hand, and then ran. The stumbling freaks that had just passed them turned at the sound of their movement and with louder groans joined the ones moving behind them in the chase.

They kept running.

The next street was Euclid—A wide five lane street. Three of the things, which were becoming all too common, surrounded an ambulance that had tipped onto its side. Two people perched on top of the vehicle fought back against the bloody hands that grasped at them. The road itself was a mix of staled cars and crashed vehicles. Figures ran through the chaotic mess, but between the dust, sunlight, and smoke Emily could barely tell who chased after who.

An older woman raced up to them. She clutched at her bleeding arm. “You kids need to get out of here!”

Spencer stared opened mouthed. Emily looked at the women and then the ambulance. Two of the mangled figures had heard the woman and broken away. But it was the two things that walked out of the rolling coils of smoke that neared first.

Emily didn’t have a chance to warn the women before two sets of hands pulled her back. The older women lost her balance and went down. Almost at once, she screamed. Emily looked on in complete horror and fingers and teeth dug into the old woman’s body.

It was really happening.

The world had gone mad.

The other two joined the pulling and tearing of flesh. Spencer and Sarah remained in shock, but Emily felt responsible. It was her duty to save her little brother and her damaged friend.

And that was when the moaning woman grabbed her hair.

Emily cried out as she was pulled back away from her brother and best friend. Behind her, she caught a glimpse of a woman wearing blood splattered nurse scrubs. She heard more moaning that she knew it came from the ones pursuing them.

Zombie Nurse

Zombie Nurse

Terror tore into Emily as the nurse’s teeth snapped inches from her face. The blood splashed woman dragged her back into the alley. Emily struggled to push her back with her shovel and again teeth snapped inched from her face.

Spencer’s bat smashed the drooling woman in the cheek and her head jerked back.

Nurse Zombie

Nurse Zombie

It wasn’t a conscious movement. Later she wouldn’t even remember it happening, but the shovel came up and hit the snarling nurse under the nose. It fell back, but still had a grip on her shirt. Using both hands, she swung with all her twelve-year old might. The thing lost its grip on her as it toppled back. When it got back up a third time, her shovel came down like an axe. She wasn’t sure where this last blow came from, but for once the thing didn’t regain its footing and behaved like a dead body should.

Spencer had been throwing rocks at the form of the hollowed out man that couldn’t possibly be alive. More of these things lumbered in from every direction.

How could there be so many, so fast?

Then, despite her wishes, Spencer raced away from the scene into the center of Euclid. “We need to keep going. We need dad!”

Some of the moaners broke away from the woman’s unmoving corpse, looking for the fresh kill. Emily dragged Sarah along. They hurried to stay ahead of the gathering horde. The couple on the overturned ambulance appeared by their side. The women grabbed Sarah’s hand and dragged her along. The man, maybe twice Emily’s age led the way east and smashed one of the bleeding men in the face with a crowbar. It didn’t get back up.

Emily and her brother shared one last look at the growing masses of dead things and then hurried after the others.

 

Blonde Zombie

Blonde Zombie

To be continued next Saturday…

 

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