Post by Jackson Lee on Sept 19, 2010 16:37:37 GMT -7
-We'd fled "Hardonfield" after giving the sleepy little town some excitement for once,aside from their yearly visit from the white masked killer on October 31st,and went to New York City to lay low and heal up some while becoming just two more,bruised and bloody,faces among millions while I called some of my kinfolk back home,those that still gave two shits about me,and arranged to have them get my daddys Charger from storage,taking the cache of blackmarket machine guns,everything from four uzi's to an M 60 and ten boxes of ammo for each of the 15 guns,and loading them in the spacious trunk of the Charger then welding it shut and sending the car along its way to our hideout.-
-Almost immdeiately after we were on the road and leaving Illinois I'd take a white handkerchief,with rusty red fingerprints at the corner,and waved it in the air between us then smiled a bloody smile at you signaling a "truce" between us so that now,weeks later,we're rested up and recovered from the pain,sweet pain,we'd caused one another so we can start it all over again.
The day the car arrived I got behind the wheel and just leaned back with my eyes closed and smiled at the way it feels to be in my very own car and feel it rumbling under me then leaning over and opening the passenger door for you,barely missing you with it and smirking as I do,then reaching out and grabbing our few belongings to toss them in the back seat and grab a crowbar from the floorboard and moving to the back where I pry the welded trunk lid open and my smile widens when I see the bonanza of firearms stashed in there then pick up one of the four uzi,and six clips for it,then walk around and drop them in your lap-
"Happy Birthday for all of um I missed"
-Then I'd went back before you said anything and went to the trunk once more and looked the various guns over before picking out a M 16
,along with several clips,and shutting the trunk before leaning in and placing the automatic between the seats and kissing you hard on the lips,my fingers twisted in your long dark hair and holding your lips crushed to mine for a long moment,then smiled and got in the car and turned it on then gunned the engine before peeling out and heading for the Brooklyn bridge,not one for being underground,and left NYC-
-Days later we're speeding down a scenic country road,the loud rumble of the Hemi the only sound for miles,when we pass a sign with the word "Raccoon City" on it and I look over at you and begin laughing loudly then take a long swig of the Jack Daniels fifth then put it back between my legs-
"'magine that bebeh...'Coon citeh"
-still laughing he drives on,not really paying much attention to what's ahead of you and him,and misses the horrific scene happening until the vehicle is almost a half block into the city then he,finally in his drunken state,notices the carnage and massive damage all around us.
Of the seven cars around us only one is in workable condition,the rest crashed,and two out of that six are overturned and on fire.The buldings all around us have shattered windows and people,who're moving strangle for some reason,are moving in and out of these buildings but not to loot,their arms are empty,but chasing other people,never more than one or two being chased,in groups of 30-40 and growling,of all things,as the people scream in terror and run for their lives.As we watch all of this happening several explosions sound in the distance,mostly cars crashing and exploding,and one is the sound of man made explosives,like grenades or dynamite,a few blocks over and,spurred on by this hopeful sound I slam the car into Drive and look behind me to back up when someone slams into the passenger side of the Charger and attempts to climb through the window while begging for us to help then,before we can say or do anything,a group of ten run up,growling savagely,and take the woman by the legs and hips then begin biting her as they pull her away from the car,making her scream in utter terror,as they throw her to the ground and swarm over her like animals so we can't see her anymore.
When they're eating her I look at you with wide eyes wondering if you saw the rotting faces of the things that took her away too and I swallow then blinks and shake my head-
"Yuh gotta be fuckin' kiddin' meh!Them wuz Zombies Meggy...ZOMBIES!"
-almost like they heard and understood me three of the ones eating the woman stand up and snarl at us,blood coating the lower part of their faces and dribbling off their chins,and growl loudly then charge at us...-
-Almost immdeiately after we were on the road and leaving Illinois I'd take a white handkerchief,with rusty red fingerprints at the corner,and waved it in the air between us then smiled a bloody smile at you signaling a "truce" between us so that now,weeks later,we're rested up and recovered from the pain,sweet pain,we'd caused one another so we can start it all over again.
The day the car arrived I got behind the wheel and just leaned back with my eyes closed and smiled at the way it feels to be in my very own car and feel it rumbling under me then leaning over and opening the passenger door for you,barely missing you with it and smirking as I do,then reaching out and grabbing our few belongings to toss them in the back seat and grab a crowbar from the floorboard and moving to the back where I pry the welded trunk lid open and my smile widens when I see the bonanza of firearms stashed in there then pick up one of the four uzi,and six clips for it,then walk around and drop them in your lap-
"Happy Birthday for all of um I missed"
-Then I'd went back before you said anything and went to the trunk once more and looked the various guns over before picking out a M 16
,along with several clips,and shutting the trunk before leaning in and placing the automatic between the seats and kissing you hard on the lips,my fingers twisted in your long dark hair and holding your lips crushed to mine for a long moment,then smiled and got in the car and turned it on then gunned the engine before peeling out and heading for the Brooklyn bridge,not one for being underground,and left NYC-
-Days later we're speeding down a scenic country road,the loud rumble of the Hemi the only sound for miles,when we pass a sign with the word "Raccoon City" on it and I look over at you and begin laughing loudly then take a long swig of the Jack Daniels fifth then put it back between my legs-
"'magine that bebeh...'Coon citeh"
-still laughing he drives on,not really paying much attention to what's ahead of you and him,and misses the horrific scene happening until the vehicle is almost a half block into the city then he,finally in his drunken state,notices the carnage and massive damage all around us.
Of the seven cars around us only one is in workable condition,the rest crashed,and two out of that six are overturned and on fire.The buldings all around us have shattered windows and people,who're moving strangle for some reason,are moving in and out of these buildings but not to loot,their arms are empty,but chasing other people,never more than one or two being chased,in groups of 30-40 and growling,of all things,as the people scream in terror and run for their lives.As we watch all of this happening several explosions sound in the distance,mostly cars crashing and exploding,and one is the sound of man made explosives,like grenades or dynamite,a few blocks over and,spurred on by this hopeful sound I slam the car into Drive and look behind me to back up when someone slams into the passenger side of the Charger and attempts to climb through the window while begging for us to help then,before we can say or do anything,a group of ten run up,growling savagely,and take the woman by the legs and hips then begin biting her as they pull her away from the car,making her scream in utter terror,as they throw her to the ground and swarm over her like animals so we can't see her anymore.
When they're eating her I look at you with wide eyes wondering if you saw the rotting faces of the things that took her away too and I swallow then blinks and shake my head-
"Yuh gotta be fuckin' kiddin' meh!Them wuz Zombies Meggy...ZOMBIES!"
-almost like they heard and understood me three of the ones eating the woman stand up and snarl at us,blood coating the lower part of their faces and dribbling off their chins,and growl loudly then charge at us...-